What are Athena and Poseidon's reactions to Percy and Annabeth falling into Tartarus? Find out what would come of this and see what blossoms. I don't own anything.
As Percy and Annabeth fell, they didn't know the gods were watching the whole time. Up on Olympus, it was chaos. Surprisingly though, Poseidon and Athena weren't fighting. They sat next to each other by the hearth in the middle of the throne room and they were the only ones there. Most of the gods didn't care about the two's children, but the ones who did care were doing anything to help.
Athena POV
I heard that Hephaestus was going to help insure the Argo ll gets to the Doors of Death. Aphrodite was trying to calm herself down in her palace. She gave a name for our children. She called it Percabeth. I smiled at that. Poseidon and I were currently talking about our children. We both felt guilty about all they've been through, and both of us are angry at my step-mother Hera for the switch to unite the two camps. Zeus is proud of his son although he too isn't very happy with his wife. I felt for Poseidon. This is his only Demigod child and he still has a full life to live. Although I'm not happy that my daughter to fall in love with him, we have come to terms. I had talked to him one evening, well, before he was 'kidnapped' by Hera.
I teleported into his cabin. Probably it was midnight, but I didn't care. I was at the main entrance and I saw him move around under his covers. He quickly opened his eyes and before I knew it, he had me pinned to the ground and the point of his sword was under my chin. I knew he had bathed in the Styx so I couldn't do anything, but I also figured Poseidon wouldn't be too happy.
Suddenly his eyes got big and jumped off of me. "Oh uh, I'm sorry- Lady Athena. I thought you were a monster." He got off me and held out his hand to help me up. I hesitantly took it and got to my feet. "So, not that it's odd for gods and goddesses to visit me, but why are you in my cabin?" He asked me blushing a little. I didn't answer him and instead took his hand and teleported us to Olympus.
Before he could ask any questions I said, "I wanted to talk to you." I eyed him cautiously. "Do you love her?" He looked confused for a second then he stood up straighter and said, "More than life itself Lady Athena. Annabeth is so amazing, she's beautiful, smart, and so loving. She loves you and even if it doesn't seem like it, she puts so much time and effort when she redesigned Olympus to impress you. I'd be lucky if she loved me half as much as she loves you." Percy finished. After that little speech, I could see that my daughter chose the right one. Even if he was a son of Poseidon. I looked into his sea green eyes and I could tell he was sincere. I let go of a deep breath I didn't realize I was holding in and walked him over to a bench.
We sat there for a while just talking and I thought that maybe, just maybe I had been wrong. 'Well, that's just proven in my head, I'd never say such a thing aloud.' I thought while I listened to him talk about different things.
That night was the worst and best night of my life. I had accepted Perseus, but I had let my daughter go. She was only sixteen but I might not see her again given as to where they were heading. Then there was Poseidon to consider, he of course wouldn't like it if his son was with my daughter. I was hoping he would soon have a change of heart, but that would mean him and me dismissing all of our arguments of the years before and I wasn't sure if he was willing to do that. I'd have to talk to him.
It has been two days later since we found out about our children and I was heading to the throne room when I bumped into Poseidon.
"Poseidon."
"Athena." Well that went over well.
"Listen Poseidon, could we talk for a little bit?" I asked waiting for an answer.
"Sure. This will just take a second." He motioned toward the throne room. I nodded my head and he walked in. I went and sat down on a bench nearby. I waited about five minutes and he came back out. I walked up to him and said, "I'd like to talk to you about our past." I said flatly.
He looked down at me confused and wondering as to what I was getting at. "Oh? And what are you referring to about our past?" He asked.
"Well I got to thinking-"
"No! You, thinking? I would've never guessed!" He said in mock surprise. I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"What I was saying was I got to thinking about how it was time to put our differences behind us. I want us to move on with all of our grudges gone and start new. I don't want our children to see how we act towards one another and I want to more importantly save them. Even though the laws say not to." I finished. I looked up at him and he was staring off into the distance. He was probably thinking of Perseus. He let out a breath and looked down at me again. His eyes were a little misty and he said, "You have no idea how much I love my son." His voice started cracking a little. "And I'd be happy to make peace with you Athena."
I realized how much I missed my daughter. A lone tear rolled down my cheek and I felt him wipe it away with his thumb. He didn't ask why. He already knew. I guess it was everything catching up with me all at once: The war, the new upcoming war, and Annabeth. Poseidon has a lot of stuff on his shoulders too but he didn't cry. I didn't care at the moment. I started to let go of more and more tears.
He teleported us to the front of my newly finished palace. I let him come in and we sat down at one of the beige colored couches. He wrapped an arm around me and I let my head rest on his shoulder. When I started to cry again, he would hug me and run his hands up and down my back. I settled down after a while and started to get tired. I remember being carried to my bedroom. I didn't know how he knew where it was but I didn't care. He gently laid me down on my bed and kissed my forehead. He whispered, "Goodnight Athena." And kissed my forehead again. I heard the door shut and then it was quiet. I fell asleep soon after with a trace of a smile on my lips. I knew it was going to be okay. Poseidon said so and I'm trying to believe him.
