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So, one of my reviewers from my story 'Blocking Out Painful Things' requested I do a story about Annabeth and Percy's life in Elysium. This is kinda about their entrance into it. If you guys want, I'll continue it, but only if I get a request to.

Anyhoo, this is kinda a baby sister story to my other one 'Blocking Out Painful Things'. It references to stuff in that story. That story is about their daughter Silena (Lena) trying to survive with monsters chasing her everywhere and her trying to figure out her feelings for a demigod named Zack, even though she's always avoided Demigods.

Anyhoo! PLEASE read Blocking Out Painful Things and review for both this and that! Let me know if I should continue this. Also read A/N down below.

Listening to: Liar, Liar by Never Shout Never

Saw them once. My first legit concert about three years ago.

Disclaimer: I am not male, or an adult, nor is my name Rick Riordan.

I looked around. The setting was familiar, one I had often seen in my nightmares, though now that it was real, I was unafraid. Guess that was the funny thing about death. Thinking about it happening was terrifying, but when it inevitably happens, it doesn't seem as big of a deal.

Outside, it was labeled DOA RECORDING STUDIOS, but I knew what it was, I had come here when I was only twelve after all.

I was at the main entrance to the underworld.

I looked around at the sad crowd, some unable to believe they were dead, the only fear I felt was for my daughter and wife, still left in the cruel, harsh world of the living.

The doors opened again and I saw the familiar shape of Annabeth walk in. Though, she looked different. Less solidified.

I smiled at her sadly. "You too, huh?"

She nodded, looking numb. She walked over to me, and we embraced. I frowned and then held her at arms length.

"Silena? Is she-"

"Fine," Annabeth assured. "I managed to finish the monster just as," she laughed bitterly, "Well, just as he finished me."

"I always knew I'd go down fighting." I told her, trying to lighten the mood.

Annabeth nodded seriously. "So did I." She looked at me, her eyes filled with worry. "Silena, do you think she'll be alright? I mean, sure we beat that one monster for her, but she's alone now. My, gods Percy, she's only nine! I don't want her to come see us until she's old and withered!"

I chuckled. "I think you're the first mother to ever had said that."

She shoved me. "Percy! This is serious! This is our little Silena!"

I pulled her close, wrapping my arms around her, rubbing her back to soothe her. "I know Annabeth, but she's not alone. Not really. There's all of our friends. They all agreed to look after her. Grover, Nico, Jason, Piper, Leo, Hazel, Frank, even Thalia had Artemis agree that Silena could join them for a little while if needed, without joining the hunters...unless that's what she wants. Silena will never have to be alone."

I felt Annabeth relaxe. "I know, it's just...we're gonna miss our baby growing up."

I felt a lump in my throat. Yes, I had thought of that briefly before I realized it was too painful to think about. Silena was nine. We had gotten nine years with her. I had never felt so robbed before in my life.

Even while running from monsters and gods, I had never regretted having Silena. In fact, these nine years, despite the danger, had probably been some of the happiest of my life. I had finally had a full family. Annabeth, whom I loved more than I could express in words. Who had stood by me during every prophecy that had been thrown my, or rather our, way. I remember Annabeth had been so nervous when she told me she was pregnant. She didn't know how I would react. She was really shocked when I was ecstatic. Even though I had been nervous as all Hades, I was really looking forward to being a dad.

When Silena came to us in this world, I couldn't have been happier. Five glorious years we had together. Annabeth and I had agreed to not tell Silena about her heritage until she was older.

Just about two weeks after Silena's fifth birthday, Athena visited us. Obviously, my first reaction was to run like hell hounds were chasing me, because Athena doesn't exactly APPROVE of me. But then she said she was there because of Silena. What she told us next sent a stab of pain stronger than if, when I was sixteen, someone had jabbed me in my achilles heel.

"I know, I know," I told Annabeth, trying my best to console her, but I knew nothing could really fix that pain.

I'm not sure how long we stayed like that. I knew that, since we were, in fact, dead, it didn't matter. For the first time ever, we had all the time in the world.

Eventually, Annabeth separated herself, looking behind my shoulder. "Nico." I heard her whisper.

Sure enough, when I turned around, there was the son of Hades. His dark hair was still unruly, his skin still looked slightly sickly, and he still wore mainly black. All in all, he hadn't changed much since he was a kid, but I still remembered how he was when I first met him. Innocent. His only concerns were the figurines for his mythomagic game.

He nodded at us. "Hey, Percy. Hey, Annabeth. Funny seeing you guys here."

Annabeth tried to smile. "Hi, Nico. What are you doing here?"

He smiled, trying to be humorous. "Two of the greatest hero's fall to save their daughter? In the world of the dead, news of death travels fats."

"Does anyone else know?" I asked.

Nico shrugged. "People will know about you two soon enough. They STILL tell your tales at campfires, and probably will for a long time. In fact, you'll probably be even more famous now that you're dead. That's kinda how it works, doesn't it." He looked at us, finally catching on that that's not what we meant. "Anyway," he continued, "I don't think the living know about Silena."

To keep Silena ignorant to our world when she was little, we had kinda left. Very few people knew of Silena's existence. Pretty much just Chiron, our close friends, and, sadly, the gods. After her fifth birthday, we guarded her existence even more carefully, knowing that if everyone knew about her, it would make the gods jobs much easier. The gods seemed pretty content to keep her a secret though, but we knew they would work with whichever way we decided. In an attempt to give her a somewhat normal life, we tried to shield her from the world. Though, after Athena visited us, Silena found out about gods just a couple weeks later.

At the age of five.

It broke my heart to have to explain it to her.

Though we were scarce on the details of why we had to start moving around a lot.

Annabeth nodded, grateful. "Thank-you, Nico."

He just smiled. "I admit, I was really hoping to not have to see you here for a while."

"So were we," I replied.

For a moment, there was an unsteady silence. Nico shifted uncomfortably, but then spoke. "My dad's got you on the 'immediate admittance' list, so you're free to go in anytime you'd like."

Annabeth scrunched her nose in disgust. "Willingly go to Hades, after all he's done?"

Nico frowned. "I know, but you also have immediate admittance to Elysium. No council required. His personal quarrels above ground are not allowed to affect his judgement on the dead. Besides," he continued, "what's the other option? Stay here for all eternity?"

Annabeth paused, as if she was honestly considering.

"Come on, Annabeth. You know he has a point. He did help us in the second titan war."

She snorted. "AFTER locking you up in a room with no doors or windows, and then full on attacking you."

I rubbed my neck. "Yeah, well..."

She sighed. "You right, though. We should go." She then smiled. "We'll be able to see our old friends. Silena Beauregard and Beckendorf will be there." Her smile widened. "Silena will LOVE to hear we named our daughter after her!"

My smile mirrored hers. "Yeah." I grabbed her hand and together we walked up to Charon, who's name I could now read perfectly. Evidently, dyslexia did not follow you in death.

Charon looked up at us. "Oh, it's you two. Told you you would end here soon enough, though granted, it was a bit longer than I expected. Kudos on that, I guess. Do you have any drachmas?" His eyes lightened greedily. "You know, I never got that pay raise."

I scoffed. "We're not exactly on the best terms with the Lord of the Dead right now."

Charon's eyes narrowed. "So, you must be on the-"

"Immediate admittance list," Nico interrupted. "Yes, they are."

"Ah..." Charon said, his lips curling in disgust. "Nico, sir, I didn't see you there." Charon looked down at some papers. "yes, here they are. Perseus," even in death I flinched at the use of my full name, "Jackson and Annabeth Jackson, maiden name Chase. Yes, straight to Elysium for you, unless you'd like to try for rebirth."

Annabeth shook her head, a small smile on her lips. "No, I'm afraid we're waiting for some people."

Charon sighed. "Heroes always are. Well, lets not wait any longer. Nico, sir, will you be coming with us?" This last part sounded forced.

Nico shook his head. "No, I've got some people to visit." This was our agreement. If we died, Nico would know almost instantly. He would tell the others. Preparations had been set in place for our death. Nico turned to us. "Any messages."

Both Annabeth and I smiled meekly. Annabeth replied, "Silena, tell her," her voice cracked. She paused to regain her composure. "Tell her we love her, more than anything," 'more than life itself', was left unsaid, "and not to hurry down to see us. Okay?"

Nico nodded, then turned to me. "Tell Silena to be strong. Again, tell her we love her. To the others...tell them thanks. Not just for agreeing to look over Silena...I mean...for everything." I said, referring to my many dangerous quests where I always had help close by.

Nico nodded. "I'll see you guys soon, 'kay?" He sounded sad.

"Okay, just come see us living, okay?" I joked.

He smiled. "Will do. I'll keep you posted on what's going on up here."

"Thanks, man." I told him.

"Thanks, Nico." Annabeth said.

He nodded and disappeared into the shadows, which seemed to fill every corner of this room.

"Come on!" Charon said to us impatiently. "Let's go!"

He walked us to an elevator, filled with other dead souls, none of them appearing very accepting of their fate. A moment and a long blink later, we were in a boat instead. Flashes of my first quest raced in my mind.

"Does it feel like we've been here before?" Annabeth joked.

I chuckled. "I was just thinking that. At least this time we don't have to worry about dying."

An uneasy silence filled the space between us. We glanced around. I saw the river Styx, not only recalling the first time I had seen it on this boat, but the time I had bathed in it myself. Even though I no longer had the curse, I still felt the small of my back tingle at the thought of it. As if she had sensed it, Annabeth put her arm around me, her hand resting at the point where my one weak spot used to be, as if she was still worried about keeping that one spot safe from harm.

As we passed more dead souls, Annabeth leaned into me, her hand still on my back. I put my arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. Charon stopped at the shoreline and we got off, without a word of good-bye to Charon.

We saw Cerberus. Annabeth smiled. "If only I had a red rubber ball. He sure loved that thing."

As if on cue, Cerberus barked happily and wagged his tail, having spotted his old play friend.

"I'm sorry, Cerberus," Annabeth said quietly and sadly. "I don't have any toys. I'll see if Elysium has any okay? If they do, I'll find a way to bring them."

Cerberus barked, as if he understood.

We then noticed a pair of ghostly workers approach us. I remembered when I had been chased by them before my dip in the Styx.

Wordlessly, they gestured for us to follow. We did so. We walked pass the EZ death and the judgement line. Right up to the pearly gates labeled ELYSIUM. Though, the gates seemed to be under repair. On a ladder working on said repairs, was a familiar looking man.

"Daedalus!" Annabeth shouted gleefully.

The man turned, he was indeed the great inventor. He smiled and climbed down to greet us. He shooed away the workers. "Annabeth! Percy! Hello, there!" He turned to Annabeth. "Do you still have my laptop."

Annabeth shook her head. "Obviously not with me, but it is with the Athena cabin." When Annabeth and I left Camp Half Blood for good, Annabeth had made the hard decision to donate her sacred laptop to her cabin. According to her, there was still plenty to discover on the computer.

He nodded, seeming to approve her thinking. "Yes, if you had had it with you in the living world, where would it be now?"

Annabeth flinched, and I knew what she was thinking. 'It would be with Silena.'

"So, how did that prophecy go?"

On instinct I replied, "Which one?"

He frowned. "The one with Kronos. I mean, I assume you won, but how did it go, really?"

I didn't know what to say. To tell the tale of the second titan war, you'd need to tell it all. "You know what, Daedalus? Come visit us and we'll tell you about the first great prophecy."

He frowned. "The FIRST Great Prophecy? I was not aware there was a second."

"Neither were we until the first had taken place. Trust me, it was even more unpleasant than the first."

He nodded, looking intrigued. "I will have to take you up on this offer. It appears I've become out of touch with what has happened in the world of the living."

Annabeth shrugged. "Oh, just more of the same. Monsters, feuds with gods, mythological apocalypses. You know, the usual."

Daedalus smiled slightly. "It does appear that way, doesn't it? I will let you two get settled in the afterlife, but I will visit soon."

With that he walked us up to the gates and opened them for us. We were about to walk in when Annabeth stopped.

"Oh! Daedalus, do you know where you can get red rubber balls?"

Daedalus looked puzzled at her question. "Red rubber balls?"

Annabeth nodded. "Yes. Cerberus loves them. I told him I'd see if I could bring him some."

At first, it looked like Daedalus didn't seem to know what to make of this request, but after a pause, he nodded. "I'll see what I can do."

Annabeth smiled. "Thank you."

She then gripped my hand, and together we walked in to our eternity.

I'm thinking of doing a series of one-shots about Percy and Annabeth's life before 'Blocking Out Painful Things' and such. Like finding out Annabeths pregnant, their reaction to what Athena told them, different Silena mile-stones (is that what its called?) in their PoV, and maybs even their death. Should I do that? I think it would be kinda fun. Would you read it?

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