Author's Notes: Wow, one story only gets review because I told my friend to, views are only once in a wile, but this one get's almost 150 views in under half a day! I fixed the naming issue last chapter. Note: I will not be posting every day. I woke up at 5:00 this morning so I got my laptop and wrote. It is a Saturday.

Chapter II: Well…That Was Unexpected

The ride to Harrisburg was agonizingly slow. Fury said they couldn't take the jet because it would cause some panic over any towns they flew over. So they were all in a van, on some interstate leading to Harrisburg. Unfortunately, Stark was in the van too, and everyone had to listen to him complain about how if they had taken the jet they would be there already. Everyone except Natasha had their hands over their ears, and she wished she wasn't driving.

"…and the jet has super-sonic capabilities, so-"

"STARK! SHUT UP!"

"Geez, have you had your coffee?"

Natasha decided that, since they were coming up on the Harrisburg exit, she would go a bit fast around the corner. By a bit fast, she meant suddenly going 100 mph and Stark flew into the wall.

"Oww," he complained, "did you do that on purpose?"

"Yes."

"You definitely haven't – Oww!" He exclaimed as Romanoff made another corner at break-neck speeds.

The next five minutes were spent in silence until they pulled into a parking lot. "This is everyone but Clint and my stop," Natasha said.

Once everyone was out the van screeched away. "I still think that she hasn't had her coffee," said Stark.

"This is the address?" Clint asked. Natasha nodded. They had formulated a plan on the way here. They got out of the car and walked up to the door. Clint knocked. What he wasn't expecting was a very pregnant woman to answer. "Is this the Jackson residence?" asked Clint.

"Yes, I'm Annabeth," replied the woman, "can I help you?"

"We need to talk to you and your husband," Natasha said. Annabeth's eyes went from kind to suspicious for less than a second, before going back to normal. Normal people can't pick that kind of thing up, but trained spies and assassins can.

"Come in," she said. As soon as we got inside, Annabeth yelled, "Percy! There's someone who wants to talk to us!"

Percy came out of whatever room he was in and looked at the two agents. His eyes narrowed for just a second, another thing that only trained people can pick up. "Okay," he said, "do you want to sit down?" He gestured to the couch in the living room.

"Okay," Barton sat down without hesitation. Natasha remained standing.

"So, who are you?" Annabeth asked.

"Agent Natasha Romanoff of SHIELD," said Natasha, "and this is my college, Agent Clint Barton."

"Now, my turn to ask a question," said Clint, "SHIELD director Nick Fury wants you to come in for questioning. It won't take long, just a few questions under the lie detector and you're free to go. Will you come?"

Annabeth looked like she was about to answer, but Percy got to it first, "No."

Clint touched his earpiece and said, "Cap, I need you to get everyone over here, pronto."

"Cap, I need you to get everyone over here, pronto," Clint's voice came over the intercom.

Everyone had just sat down for lunch, and Tony was just about to devour a cheeseburger when Steve told them all that they had to get to the Jacksons' place. Tony just sighed and picked up cheeseburger for later.

The journey went quickly, and when they got there, Clint had his bow pointed a man and Natasha had here guns pointed at a pregnant woman. Clint was talking to the man, "…this is your last chance Jackson, surrender peacefully, or else."

"Not a chance," the person who everyone assumed was Perseus said with a smirk. He thrust his hand out and groaning came from behind the walls.

"What is that?" Stark asked.

Percy just continued smirking as water burst out of the walls and flew around Percy. It created a shield on his left arm and a sword on his right. Percy slashed at Barton, but he dodged and came up behind Percy and shot.

"You're good, I'll give you th-OW!" Percy looked down on his left shoulder and saw that an arrow with a bottle of fluid had pierced it. A tranquilizer. "That's just not fair," he said before his eyes rolled up into his head and he fell to the ground.

Annabeth looked shocked, and Clint took the time to hit her over the head. He caught here before she could fall to the ground and carried her toward the van. "Stark, would you get Percy?" he asked.

Authors Notes: Uh-oh, Percy and Annabeth were caught! Please tell me what you think in the reviews! Allons-y!