"…Percy?" Percy's eyes flicked up in response to his name being said. It was brood daylight but his name being called right now was not exactly unusual. He looked for anything that would give him an idea of what called his name, but there was nothing.

He was in downtown right now walking in the grocery store, it had been three days since he had taken Rosalie to the park but there was still no response from Chiron. Normally he would have settled with that and let it be but the amount of phone calls had left his hope waning. Chiron would have never let this happen without reason. Something was happening and something bad it was.

He debated just bringing Rosalie with him to camp. While it was not an ideal solution there was no way possible either of his parents could have watched over the child and he didn't exactly trust anyone else in Manhattan with her at such a young age. He even warned his own parents that he had enemies and not to trust anyone with her.

It took longer than he would've liked. While Sally and Paul made multiple arguments against his claim it was the one time that he used a strong voice against his mom and that made them believe in him. He was one of the strongest demi-gods in existence, having even put a Primordial back to sleep when the rest of his team had fallen.

"What the hell is Vanilla?" Percy muttered out. "Like Vanilla ice-cream?" He didn't even want to think about ice-cream. The amount of ice-cream that he had been eating because of Rosalie and Pamela was astonishing yet disgusting. He didn't know someone could have that much ice-cream without feeling sick.

"Seriously? You don't even know what Vanilla is?" A voice asked from right behind him. "I'm pretty sure even a baboon knows what that is." Percy turned around to see Pamela.

'Speak of the devil and she shall appear.' Percy thought to himself. "I doubt that a Baboon can even spell Vanilla, much less know what it is."

She shrugged, "Why exactly are you looking for Vanilla?" She walked up to him and peered over her shoulders. "It's not every day that you see a young man like yourself go grocery shopping. Did your girlfriend tell you to find this? There's no way that you could possibly know what Vanilla is otherwise."

Percy gave her a pointed look and hid the sheet away from her. "For your information, I don't have a girlfriend, I'm trying to make this recipe here and it says I need Vanilla is all." Percy waved another piece of paper in front of her. "I know I can make it, it's not hard to follow directions after all."

She rolled her eyes and snatched the paper from him. Ignoring his 'hey' comment. "Let's see here, Chicken?" She hummed to herself as she looked at the ingredients and in his basket. "For one, you don't even have the right balsamic. And that's also not salad, that's Arugula. How daft are you?" She sighed, "Am I going to have to do everything for you?"

He tried to snatch the paper back, desperately trying to keep his blush from surfacing. Though to no avail. Neither thing worked as she was simply faster than him and a light tinge of pink surfaced on his cheeks.

"You know, it's not nice to take things from people."

Percy looked at her in disbelief, "You stole that from me though!"

"Did I? I don't see your name anywhere, where's your proof?" Pamela asked him, mockingly looking at the sheet. "It's not here, not here and will you look at that? I don't see the name Percy here either."

Percy sighed, it seemed as if he was going to have a headache after a while from this brat- lady, from this lady. "May I please see the paper for the chicken? I'm afraid I should start cooking soon and I should really get going. My mother can only watch Rosalie for so long."

Pamela gave him a questioning look, "Well why didn't you just bring her?"

"A mother should be able to see and be with her child sometimes you know." Percy let out a small smile for a moment and Pamela frowned.

This was not how this was supposed to go. She wasn't good at this romance stuff or these feelings and when something new like this entered her it made her feel sad. She needed them out of the way. They held him down from his true potential and they were beneath him. He would be a king and they were plebeians.

Abruptly an idea popped in her head. Clapping her hands together she smiled at Percy, "Come with me." She sprung up and grabbed his hand. Surprising herself and Percy. At once she started pulling him with her.

"Where are we going?" He asked as she pulled him through the store. Whispers were happening around them and bright smiles were being directed at them.

An old lady was walking by which made Pamela walk slower so she wouldn't bump into them. "Oh, my look at you two. You two are the cutest couple I have ever seen! It reminds me of my husband and I when we were younger." The old lady smiled brightly truly believing that they were a couple.

"Oh Ma'am were not-"

Pamela cut him off quite abruptly "Thank you so much. You have no idea how much that means to me. Right, Percy?"

Percy was shocked and speechless, "Wait a moment." Before he let out a harsh cough from being elbowed in the ribs.

"I'm so sorry Ma'am. He's just a little shy. He goes on and on about how beautiful I am in private. Though in reality I think he's still surprised that I'm dating him after so long is all." Pamela shot her a wink.

The old lady let out a light laugh, "My husband was a little to shy as well. Oh well have a good day you too and make sure to toughen him up for me. He could use a little more muscle on his bones as well."

Percy was shocked and confused. He had plenty of muscle on his arms, he had fought gods damnit. He couldn't tell the lady that but he was so confused he didn't know what to say. In the end, he just decided to say quiet since he knew this was an argument he was never going to win.

Pamela winked at him and gave the old lady a bright smile. "Don't worry. He's cooking dinner for me tonight and I'm meeting his family for the first time. I'll make sure he eats plenty."

The old lady smiled so bright that even Percy couldn't help but smile back at her. "Have a good day young man, make sure to take care of her." She waved them off as she continued walking down the aisle.

Percy looked at her once the old lady was out of ear shot, "What was that?"

She smiled innocently, "What do you mean? Were just two lovers taking a stroll through the store. Plus, your making dinner for me tonight remember?" She cheered with happiness.

Percy stared at her in disbelief, what was she saying? What had happened to this day? "I don't remember agreeing to this."

"And what exactly did I say to the old lady again?"

He shook his head. Girls were weird and made no sense. "You said I was cooking for you tonight and you were going to meet my family. But I not once agreed to that."

She gasped sarcastically, "Oh no Percy! Whatever shall we tell that poor old lady? How am I supposed to make sure you eat more? It won't happen unless someone makes it happen after all."

Percy pinched his nose, he couldn't believe that he was giving into this shit. "Fine, but you have to help me cook and if you introduce yourself as my family as my girlfriend so help me."

Her smile did nothing to help him. She chose not to mention anything on the fact but she grabbed the recipe and his shopping bag.

She pointed to the first thing, "First thing first, this says Balsamic glaze on the recipe, what does this say?"

"Balsamic, your point being? Aren't they the same thing?"

She glared at him though it was halfhearted, "Just, just listen to me alright? They have the same name slightly but they're different." She sighed, the savior of the world didn't know what the difference between Balsamic and Balsamic glaze was, this was killing her. "Now grab the Balsamic glaze for me."

He shrugged and grabbed it, replacing the Balsamic and grabbing the Balsamic glaze. "Now what?"

"Now," She started, looking back down at the list she stole from him. "We should go get the vanilla since it's just right down this aisle." She pointed and started working onward. Sighing Percy follower, there was no arguing with her. In the short time that he had known her she was more stubborn than Zeus, and that was saying something.

Getting on her tippy toes Pamela frowned when she couldn't reach the Vanilla. "Percy?"

"Yes?"

"Help me with this." Percy walked over and grabbed the Vanilla for her. "There you go." He said handing it to her.

She grinned and kissed his cheek as she plucked the item from his hands. "Thanks! Let's see you have the chicken and the-"

Percy sputtered, "W-What the hell was that for?"

The girl in the dressed in some sweats and a t-shirt sighed, "Geez Percy, you're not a werewolf now stop drooling like one."

"I'm not drooling! And what the hell is with the werewolf comment, what is this Twilight?"

She tapped her finger to her lip, the day was not going as planned and yet at the same time she was having more fun then she had in centuries. There was something special about the man that was in front of her. Perhaps it was the who and not the what, or the fact that a Primordial Goddess slayer was acting so normal.

She licked her lips 'Patience is a virtue.' She told herself as she stared at him. "Do you want it to be Twilight? I can be the damsel in distress whilethe big and strong werewolf can be my noble steed and save me!" She said in a dramatic voice. Her violet eyes flashing to him and she gave him the smuggest grin she could muster.

Before he could muster a response, a phone call was heard. Percy's eyes grew wide, "Oh shit." He muttered as he saw his phone. It was his mother.

He sighed, he had gotten carried away with Pamela and he knew he was going to get talked down on. Sighing, he pressed the answer button. "Hey mom."

"Perseus how long are you going to be? I have to be to work in 45 minutes." She could here the firmness on the other side of the line.

He rubbed the back of his head even though she couldn't see, "Sorry Mom, I met up with a friend and we started talking, apparently I got the wrong ingredients and she was helping me out with getting the right ones."

"SHE?" Percy pulled his phone from his ear letting Pamela come close and hear. "What's her name?"

"Um, Pamela. Why do you-"

"PERSEUS JACKSON IF YOU DON'T BRING HER OVER THIS INSTANT SO HELP ME. THAT WAS THE GIRL YOU WENT ON A DATE WITH TWO DAYS AGO ISN'T IT?" Percy blushed brightly and wanted to hide his head in a corner as his mom continued his rant. "I WAS SO WORRIED YOU WERE NOT EVEN INTO PEOPLE FOR SO LONG AND NOW YOU FINALLY MEET A GIRL YOU LIKE? I'M SO PROUD OF YOU, I NEED TO CALL YOUR FATHER BYE! MAKE SURE TO BRING HER OVER!" The line went dead immediately after.

Percy had never wanted to die so much in his life, not even when he was in Tartarus as Pamela peered up at him with a smile, "So about dinner?"

"Shut up."

~0~

There were only a few more items that needed to be switched out before they were on their way home. It was apparent that Percy's dyslexia was far worse then he thought and he had blushed at his stupidity more than a few times.

Within twenty-five minutes after the embarrassing phone call he had received from his mother they were at his apartment door.

"This is where you live?" Pamela asked, wanting to bite her tongue. This was an intolerable place for her soon to be King living. The conditions were harsh and it was evident that the building was close to getting run down.

"I don't actually live here. I technically have an apartment a couple blocks away but my mother refuses to let me help her financially. I do sleep here quite often to watch over Rosalie though. I'll be able to sleep at my own place since they have the day off tomorrow."

Her heart swelled at hearing that. Of course, someone with the greatest amount of loyalty would do that. It just made her want him so much more.

"Mom, I'm home!" Percy hollered as he entered the living room. "We have a guest!" A faint 'coming' was heard through the apartment and Sally busted through after a few moments.

"Percy! Your finally here!" Percy couldn't help but wince at that. Turning her attention to Pamela she gasped, "Oh my goodness. I've never seen someone so beautiful!" She turned back to Percy "Don't let her go young man!"

"Um Mom-"

Pamela stepped forward and gave a small curtsey "Thank you Ms. Jackson. This is a really lovely place you have here.

Sally waved her off frantically. "Oh, sorry we didn't clean up! Percy can do that in a moment." Turning to her son she pointed at the mess of the living room. "Make sure to clean that before I get back. I'll be working until midnight but I have the next three days off by some miracle. Make dinner without me but if you have extra leave it in the fridge. Paul may be home early but no promises." She gave Percy a hug, "Rosalie is taking a nap, it was lovely meeting you Pamela." Sally told her as she gave her a hug. "Goodbye guys!"

Like a breeze she was then gone, leaving both Pamela and Percy alone together. "Come on momma's boy. We need to clean this room."

Percy waved her off, "Don't worry about it, I can take care of that. You sit down and get some rest. Do you want something to drink?"

She rolled her eyes, honestly, she could do something. Stealing the bag from him she went to the kitchen. "You clean, I'll cook. Next time you're cooking for me though."

At once they got going on their respective tasks. Percy had no idea how he had only left an hour prior and the place was already a mess. Honestly his mother was a child when she was with her daughter.

After about an hour of cleaning Percy wiped the sweat off his forehead. The room had finally been cleaned but it was ridiculous to him how long it took to clean.

At the same time Pamela clapped from the kitchen rather loudly. Going to see what the commotion was about Percy saw that she was finished with dinner?

"H-How? The recipe says clearly it takes two hours to cook!" Percy was in shock, there was no way she was done, maybe she didn't know how to cook properly? Or she cooked it wrong?

"Percy open." Pamela ordered him as she had a small, bite size piece of chicken in her hands.

"What-Oomph" He took a bite of the chicken as she shoved it in his mouth. He paused as he slowly chewed it. It had a sweet taste to it and yet it was calming. Words couldn't describe it as he slowly devoured the rest of it in his mouth and swallowed. "Wow."

"Mhmm, now grab me some Tupperware so we can pack this up for the rest of your family. And grab some for us as well."

It took Percy a second to get over the taste he just had in his mouth, "Why us?"

"Were eating going to eat at your place."

… What?

"Percy! Rosalie! I'm home!" A voice called out from the entrance.

Percy walked to the entrance as he saw Paul walk in, "Percy how was your day?"

Percy scratched his chin, "Honestly Paul? Words can't describe it."

Paul tapped him on the shoulder and shrugged, "As you get older those days will become more and more. Now what is that smell? It smells delicious!" Paul took a loud sniff of the air. "I don't think I've ever smelt anything so divine!"

"Oh Paul, Pamela made this." As if on cue Pamela came out of the kitchen with the tupperware. "Paul this is Pamela, Pamela this is Paul."

After introductions were done Paul nudged Percy. "Well why are you still here? Take her to your place and go eat the meal!"

… What?

"I'm sure your mother would say the same thing. You better get going. Don't worry about Rosalie I'll take care of her. Go have fun tonight you two!" Paul shoved them to the door. "Thank you for making dinner Pamela."

She shook his welcome hand lightly, a light smile on her face. "Thank your wife for having me over." She curtsied once more. "It was my … pleasure."

Yeah… it's been two months

Sorry?

Next chapter will be slightly darker for the horror folks.