The Years After
Summary: Percy and Annabeth have been living happily for the past 20 years. They have a home, food, a family; wait a family! What crazy adventures could happen with the Jackson kids, and their lovely cousins, the Graces' and the Valdezs'? Find out now!
Shout-outs: My lovely beta, MaydayParade8123 (Check her out guys!), ElizabethLilyBass, and Guest (Thanks for the reviews!)
Pairing: Percy x Annabeth, Jason x Piper, Leo x Reyna, Frank x Hazel
Word Count (for chapter): 1383
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. However, I do own all the kids. Yeah. And the plot.
A/N: Here's a new Chapter!

Percy smiled at his youngest daughter, ruffling her hair. She was working on her spelling lesson, which Percy could barely read, but he had the task of helping her. Evan, Luke, and Sophia were at swim practice, which ended in an hour.

"Nice job, Eva," Percy said happily, giving her some candy. Since she was his youngest daughter, it was obvious she was his favorite, but Percy loved all his children equally.

"Thanks Dad," Eva said, smiling.

"Percy!" Annabeth shouted from downstairs. It was a school night, and Annabeth was making dinner.

"Coming! Eva, will you be okay?" Percy looked at his daughter, with her black curls and gray eyes. All of their children sported the same ebony hair, save Sophia. She'd been graced with Annabeth's blonde tresses, but had her father's eyes.

"Yeah Dad." Eva rolled her eyes and waved. Sometimes, she acted too mature for her own age, in Percy's opinion anyways. She's spending too much time with Sophia, Percy thought, smiling to himself as he made his way to Annabeth.

"Perce, do you know where the pepper is?" Annabeth asked, stirring something in a pot. Annabeth wasn't exactly famous for her cooking, and usually Percy made an excuse to get him and the children out of the house. He knew better than to wound Annabeth's pride by telling her just why they always ate out. Tonight, however, was a special occasion. Piper, Jason, Leo, and Reyna, along with their children, were coming over, preventing him from herding the children to a restaurant.

Percy hooked his chin over her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist. In greeting, not responding to her question.

"Seaweed Brain! Not now!" Annabeth chastised in a fond manner, with only the slightest amount of force in her words.

Percy looked into the pot, and took a deep breath, instantly wishing he hadn't. The sauce was white and had brown chunks in it, floating mysteriously around the pot. It looked like something that came out of the wrong end of a monster.

"Annie," Percy said hesitantly. "What is that?"

Annabeth shrugged at looked at him. "You really can't tell?" Percy nodded and she sighed. "Its gravy."

Percy opened his mouth in shock, and looked at her, his sea green eyes wide. "Annie, remember I'm allergic to... to whatever's in that."

"I'm going to chuck it." Annabeth picked up the pot and tipped it over, the mush falling into the sink. Percy covered his nose, and waved a hand in front of his face, trying to get rid of the smell.

"I better warn Dad," Percy muttered, still scrunching up his nose in displeasure.

Annabeth cocked her head to the side. "About what?"

"To tell the fish to take cover."

Charlie Valdez looked over at his twin brother Jake, who was rapidly completing his math problems. Whenever Charlie was tired, his dyslexia acted up, and he could barely look at them. He groaned and put his head in his hands, silently cursing his math teacher.

"Beck?" Jake said, looking at his brother. Beck, short for Beckendorf, was Charlie's nickname at home.

"Yeah Jake?" Charlie said tiredly, trying to keep his eyes open. He had stayed up until one last night, trying to finish a prototype to show to his Dad. Leo took great pride in his sons' work, and Charlie worked hard to impress him.

"Do you need help?"

"No, my dyslexia just acting up a little."

Jake nodded and resumed working, his eyes flying over the page. There was a knock, and the door opened, revealing a smiling Reyna Valdez.

"Hey guys! Are you ready? We're going to Uncle Percy and Aunt Annabeth's house." Reyna smiled again, looking at her pride and joy.

There was an enthusiastic reply from Jake, and a muffled groan from Charlie.

Reyna could tell when Charlie had a late night, and this was one of those times.

She sighed, tutting in disapproval. "Charlie, how many times have I told you not to stay up past your bedtime?"

"Sorry, Mom." Charlie wearily got up, walked past Reyna and to the garage, where his father spent most of his time.

"Hey Dad." Leo barely looked up, focused on a piece of metal he was tinkering with. His brown furrowed in thought, and Charlie admired his father's expertise.

A few minutes later, Leo looked up, and smiled at his son. "Hey, Charlie."

"Whatcha doin'?" Charlie questioned, his eyes quickly darting around the room. Even though it was kind of odd, the more tired Charlie was, the more active his body was. Jake, like Reyna, had found ways to control his ADHD, but Charlie had gotten the equivalent of Leo's ADHD - which was much worse than Reyna's.

"Just something for Uncle Jason. He needs it by tonight." Leo continued working in a practiced and casual manner, reflecting his affinity for mechanics.

Charlie nodded absently, glancing around the cluttered room. It was filled with metal gadgets and gizmos, with his father's work table in the middle.

"Dad," Charlie started, hopping down from the chair he was sitting in. "Why do you like building so much?"

Leo pursed his lips, close to a frown, and Charlie instantly knew he asked a bad question. When Dad wasn't smiling, he knew things were bad.

"Sorry Dad. If you don't want to share - "

"It's okay Charlie," Leo interjected. "I should have told you and Jake a long time ago." He sighed, setting aside his contraption for the moment and addressing his son. "It was because of your grandfather. He owned the largest mechanic shop in the world, but there was a huge fire and my mother and father died. And everybody blamed me because I survived." Leo looked down at the table, and Charlie reached over and hugged his dad.

Leo felt guilty about lying to Charlie, but he couldn't tell the truth.

Mitchell Grace tried doing the backflip again. Crap, he thought, watching the video again. He had to learn it by tomorrow, but he still couldn't get it. He tried again, and hit his head on the wall.

"Fudge this," Mitchell muttered, rubbing his head.

"Mitch, you okay?" Piper shouted from the living room. "I heard a loud noise!"

"I'm fine Mom! I'll just get an ice pack." Mitchell rubbed the bump again and winced, silently groaning in his head. He walked up the stairs, each step irritating the bump even more. He walked past his Mom and sister, who were watching some show called Pretty Little Liars, and went to the refrigerator. Mitchell found about twenty Ziploc bags of ice, and he almost smiled at prepared his family was. He quickly took one out, and pressed it to his head, sighing in relief.

"Where's Will?" Mitchell asked, the ice pack still on his head. The two brothers were quite close, unlike most siblings. Will was pretty mature for his age, and Mitchell liked that, so they

"Oh, he already went to Uncle Percy's house. Probably to flirt with Eva," Alex said jokingly.

"Alexandra! Do want me to tell everyone about the crush you have on Evan?" Piper scolded, a smile tugging at her lips. Mitchell had to admit his mom was pretty cool, for a Mom.
"Mom!" Alex said, her face tomato red. Mitchell laughed, and Alex glared at him, silencing him.

"Kidding Alex, kidding." Piper laughed, and Alex weakly punched her Mom, smiling herself. "Well, I have to get ready. Mitchell, wear that new shirt I got you, and Alex wear a dress." Piper stood up and stretched.

Well, I can't wait to see Sophia!, Mitchell thought, smiling to himself.

"Mom," Alex said. "No need to show off to Aunt Annabeth."

"Watch it Alexandra." Piper proceeded to walk up the stairs, and Mitchell followed her.