Disclaimer: I Don't Own PJO Got It?
Random idea, will probably become a story.
"Sally, my sweet, you don't have to do this, you could come with me. I'd build a palace, deep in the ocean, away from all, where no harm could come to Percy or yourself. Please, we could be family?" Poseidon asked hope shining in his eyes. Eyes the same unique colour of her soon-to-be-one-year-old son.
But Sally was no stranger to this offer and her answer had not changed. Not even now that Poseidon had dangerously come to visit them.
"Pose, I would love to," the hope glimmered brighter in his sea green orbs, "but you know I can't, my duty is not yet fulfilled, I want to help people, and I want to become an author not waste away in guilt under the sea. Percy needs to have as normal a childhood as I can give him and you; you have a loyalty and a responsibility to both your family and the ocean. Think of what Oceanus would do to your beautiful sea."
His head fell. Truly he did understand, but the small spark of hope inside him wouldn't give up that Sally would come.
"I understand Dear, but can I give you, grant you, just one wish one that you truly want, that cannot be given by a mere mortal?" He knew his Sally would understand, this wasn't an offer to be taken lightly it had to be pure and untainted by pride, something most humans were incapable of.
And she did as she smiled up at him she asked, "Very well, just one wish, I wish to help the demigods out there that are not in a school or a place easily traceable by satyr, to help offer a safe temporary sanctuary and alert them of the safety of the camp, please?"
Of course Sally would ask something like that.
"Alright, my Sweet Sally." He smiled and embraced his love one last time, before walking over to the cot containing his sleeping son.
The boy stirred as his father lay a hand on his forehead. Identical sea green eyes connected for a second before Poseidon was gone in a mist of saltwater.