Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson but I own Polk.

I was scared of what the pudgy man can do to me and I was also curious if what he was doing at my aunt's house.

I gathered up my courage and replied to him. "Err, good evening sir. I'm Annabeth, Demeter's niece. Can I speak to her? I'm here to-"

"Before I could continue speaking, he cut me off with a huge grin on his face. "Are you really her niece?" He looked at me incredulously and I nodded in reply.

He let off a loud squeal and spoke up excitedly. "You're so pretty! You look cute on that dress but you need to show off more skin, you know. But to answer your question, yes you can speak to her." He smiled and winked at me.

I blushed, flattered on his comments but I was only wearing a simple red below the knees dress. I realized that he spoke with a girlish voice and I was confused. Before I could process if what was happening, I felt his hand grabbed mine and led me to the house.

The house was beautiful inside and out. It was painted white, making it look simple yet elegant. Different kinds of vases welcomed me as I walked inside the house. It was my aunt's collection and I wanted to look through it but I don't have much time.

Malcolm bid his goodbyes to our cousins while I thanked Demeter for looking after Malcolm. Polk, a.k.a "the pudgy man," told me to visit Demeter often so that he could help me fashion up a bit.

I and Malcolm walked towards the cab and rode in. I told the driver to go to Apollo's Medical Center as fast as he can.

"Why are we going to the hospital, Annie? What happened to mama and papa?" Malcolm asked worriedly.

I explained to him if what I had read in the note and he just nodded. He was trying his best to not cry. He was really close to our mom and it would hurt him so much if anything bad will happen to her.

I pulled him to a hug and assured him that nothing bad will happen to our mom. "It's okay Mal, it's okay."

"But mama hates hospitals, right? She won't go there unless she's in a really bad condition." He mused.

I wanted to tell him that he was wrong but he wasn't. Our mom hated hospitals for no particular reason. I was about to reply to him when the cab halted. I realized that we were already at the hospital's parking lot. I paid the driver and I and Malcolm got off the cab and walked towards the hospital.

We approached the nurses' station as soon as we got inside.

"Good evening. Do you know the room of Mrs. Amanda Chase?" I asked the nurse present on the station.

"Wait a minute." He typed in something to the computer, probably my mom's name. He looked at the computer's screen carefully and spoke. "Room 209, 2nd floor."

"Thanks."

Before we left, he asked me to sign at the visitor's log.

ThePotterheadDemigod: Thanks for those who reviewed, followed and favorite this story! I really appreciate it! I wasn't able to post this chapter earlier because our teachers bombarded us with assignments and projects. Sorry for the long wait! Please review and tell me if I should continue this or not. Tell me your ideas too. I know that this chapter is shorter than the first one but I'll try to make the next chapter long. I also tried to make you laugh about Polk, but I think I failed. I know that you want to read about Percabeth and I'm trying to make them appear as soon as I can. If Percy will appear so fast, it might ruin my plot. Sorry guys. I also want to write about them sooner. :)

I will answer guest reviews if I can. And here are my answers:

Otakusofia: Yeah, he's a bit crazy. His attitude is based on some taxi drivers in our country.

Percabeth: Thanks! And yes, this is about Percabeth.