A/N: This is my first attempt at Pertemis, hopefully it's good enough. Sorry if the characters seem a little OOC, I wanted to write a story that's a little different from all the guardian of the hunt and champion of chaos fics. There is already pre-established Pertemis. If I get enough positive reviews and feedback then I'll be more likely to update faster.

Chapter 1 : In Which I Meet My Satyr Uncle.

Zoe Jackson was having the most peaceful dream she's ever had in her four years of existence. It was like she was sent back in time, a time where she was still small enough to be placed upon her father's broad shoulders. His skin had a healthy tan glow and his sea green eyes were alight with happiness. They were walking through a moonlit forest. Next to her father was a woman with flowing auburn hair piggybacking her sleeping sister. Shimmering silver eyes, much like her own, stared back at her. A small smile was on the woman's face. "Zoe. Wake up." Zoe looked at the woman with confusion before she started to feel herself being pulled back to consciousness.

"Zoe! Zoe, please!" Calypso sobbed as she roughly shook the shoulder of her twin sister.

"Calypso? What's wrong? What time is it?" Zoe mumbled as she rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes.

"I had a nightmare about papa! Zoe! Come on we have to check on him!" Calypso exclaimed as she tugged Zoe out of bed. They made their way out of their bedroom and into the cold dark hallway.

Zoe gripped Calypso's hand and gave it a small squeeze for comfort. "Papa's fine Caly. He can take care of himself."

Calypso stopped abruptly in front of their father's bedroom door and stared deeply into the eyes of the older twin. Zoe was set aback by the fear glistening in Calypso's tearful sea green eyes. "No, you don't understand. I can still feel it. Something bad is going to happen Zoe."

Pushing the door to the master bedroom open the girls were greeted to an empty bedroom and a bed that looked as though it hadn't been slept on since early that day. Fear filled Zoe as she scanned the room for any signs of her father. Finding nothing she thought of the next possible solution.

"I promise everything will be fine, Papa's probably just in his study." Zoe stated as she led Calypso out of the room and back into the hallway. The voyage down the stairs and onto the first floor of their home was filled with anticipation as their father's study door was waiting at the bottom of the steps.

The soft warm glow that flickered through the crack of the door let her know that the fireplace was lit. Calypso's fist pounded meekly against the hardwood door.

"Papa? Are you in there?" Zoe asked with a small frown marring her face.

"Zoe?" a muffled voice questioned back.

A sigh of relief escaped the girls as the clear sound of footsteps was heard from the other side. The door opened up to reveal the pale face of the twins' father.

"Calypso you too? What are you doing up girls? It's almost midnight." Percy asked as he stared down at the relived faces of his daughters. They were only four yet they had the appearance of a pair of eight year olds. His hypothesis is that because they were technically seventy five percent god, they grew twice as fast instead of immediately like child gods and normally like normal demigods.

"Caly had a nightmare. She dreamt you were in trouble." Zoe mumbled as she stared back into the tired eyes of her father. It wasn't often that she was up to see him this late at night but she knew that after he tucked them in at nine he would normally be up until the early morning. Times like this where she could see her father's obvious fatigue made her resent the woman who had left them all behind.

Her father's warm laughter pushed her negative thoughts aside. "Well as you can see I'm fine. Now let's get you both back into bed." Percy chuckled reaching out towards Calypso.

"PAPA!" Calypso squealed as she was lifted onto his shoulder. She wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled into the messy locks of black hair that were tickling at her skin.

Percy smiled fondly at Zoe offering out his hand. Zoe clasped her hand around his fingers and returned his smile. She knew that Calypso was her father's little princess but she was his little warrior and that was just fine with her.

"Can we sleep with you tonight papa?" Calypso asked as the family reached the top of the staircase.

"I don't see why not." Percy said as he moved in the direction of his room instead of the girls'. Zoe grinned and let go of her father's hand. She ran into the bedroom and flung herself onto the bed, claiming the side that faced the wall. Percy chuckled as he entered the room soon after and set Calypso down in between them.

"Now that we're up again you have to tell us a story before we go to bed." Zoe demanded, pouncing on her father's stomach. Percy winced slightly at the small pain his little girl inflicted on him.

"Yeah! Tell us a story about mama!" Calypso agreed, pressing herself into Percy's stomach next to Zoe. A frown settled itself upon Percy's lips and his eyebrows scrunched together in thought. Zoe felt her father's discomfort and threw a punch to Calypso's arm.

"Oww Zoe! What was that for?" Calypso hissed as she rubbed at her wound. Zoe was about to answer but Percy's mumbling cut off what she was about to say.

"A story about your mama? Let's see…she is a feisty woman. You get most of your personality from her Zoe. She's hardheaded, blunt, and arrogant at times. But she's also caring, loyal, and when she's nervous she has this little habit of twitching her nose like Calypso." A round of light laughter brought sound into the room. Percy looked down at his wedding ring, a twisted band of stygian iron and celestial bronze.

"We fell in love during a rough time in the world. There was a war going on and your mother and I played a big role in it. Eventually though with a lot of effort and loss the war was finished and we had won. It was a few months later that we found out she was pregnant with you two. Your mama and I ran away together soon after and settled down in a small town where no one would recognize us. We got married and then we moved out here into the woods so that we could live in the privacy of the forest."

"Papa why isn't mama here? Does she not want us? Why doesn't she at least visit?" Calypso whimpered. Percy threw his arm across her and pulled her more into his side. He did the same to Zoe who had moved to the other side of his body and placed a kiss to the top of each of their heads.

"Your mama had to return darling. Her duties to her family were too strong for her to ignore. She had stayed for a year after you were born and that was the happiest year of my life. In her line of work she is constantly moving from place to place keeping the people of that area safe and saving others from harm. It wasn't that she didn't want to spend her time here it's just that she can't. So please, don't hate your mother." Percy whispered lovingly. Calypso nodded her head, relieved that her other parent loved her even in her absence. Zoe on the other hand was fuming. To her the excuse that her father made for their mother was weak. How dare she leave! There was no excuse on Earth that could make amends for leaving them alone let alone for hurting her father for so many years.

"Zoe, did you know that your mother was the one who named you?" Percy asked whimsically, playing with the black locks of her hair.

"You were named after her best friend who had died many years before you were born. She-". Violent coughs started to rack through Percy's body. The girls sat up in alarmed and watched their father with worried eyes. He lifted himself off of the bed and limped to the adjoining bathroom.

Snapping out of her stupor Zoe rushed to her father's side. "PAPA?! Are you ok?" Calypso joined her sister as she watched her father's skin quickly start to lose it's color. Suddenly they heard the sound of the front door slamming open. The sound of hurried hooves was approaching at an alarming rate.

"Get behind me girls. I'm afraid I'll have to tell you the story of your true background a little earlier than I planned to." Percy rasped as he tried to control the tremors that were still attacking his body. Calypso fisted the back of Zoe's shirt as she stood defensively behind their father. He reached for the pen that he knew still rested in his pocket for all these years. The intruder threw open the door and was met with the tip of Riptide at their throat. Two small gasps and a loud baaing sound rang clear in the silence of the room.

"PERCY! Thank the gods I've finally found you." The intruder said a little too happily for a person who still had a sword at his throat. Percy recapped Riptide and embraced the newcomer. His sudden illness seemed to be in remission.

"Grover? Bro, how did you find me? I thought I ended our link." Percy asked as he took a look at his dear friend.

"I don't need a link to find you man. Our bond is stronger than that." Grover chuckled, slapping Percy on the shoulder. Their reunion was quickly broken up by a scared voice, Zoe's voice. "Papa?"

Percy turned to his daughter with a calm grin on his face. "Girls, this is your uncle Grover. He's a satyr."