Oh, wow... This has been soooo more than a few days since I updated. I feel like I'm neglecting you guys. Guess I was just recovering from cycling eleven miles with my friends (I still don't understand the logic behind that...) and maybe the hair in my delicious baguette that I couldn't eat at my Grannies B-Day lunch just threw me completely...

Also, my friend told me that this fanfic was under Percy/Aphrodite instead of Percy/Annabeth (damn pressing the wrong button), but then I changed it but then realized that, *sob*, I have forgotten the storyline :'( so it isn't a Percy/Annabeth fic anymore; it's just a Percy/Leanne fic. It'll be better that way anyway. I don't really write romance very well... I'll change the title to "Two's a Crowd" and the categories and stuff.

Hmm, I've forgotten that disclaimer thing, so I'm gonna do it now! I do not own Percy Jackson. Or any of the characters! But Leanne, she's ALL MINES! Mhuahaha!

Okay, 10...9...8...7... Okay, screw the countdown, just start reading!

Sally Jackson's POV:

I don't think I can do it. How can you tell someone something as big as this? I just can't. But I have to, I have to. I just need a tiny bit of chocolate to keep me going...

Percy's POV:

I stood in the foyer of the two star hotel in which my mom had set up camp. I was sitting in an incredibly comfy seat, a seat I didn't think I'd be able to get out of. I felt like a fat person in an aeroplane, knowing they were stuck. Not that I know what that's like, I'm not fat (no, not even after the cookies) and due to Zeus's strong hatred of me, I think it would be just a tad idiotic to actually step on a plane. Actually, looking back, that seat was probably the reason that hotel got the second star. There was a thick layer of dust covering the shelves and the walls were yellow... Somehow I don't think they were always like that, and the carpet was threadbare and a tacky red colour. I was sitting aimlessly drumming my fingers on the arms of the chair when I heard footsteps behind me.

"Percy!" My mom called as she jogged over to the heavenly seat. She collapsed down on the other one.

"Ooh, that's comfy. I don't think I'll be able to get up now, I'll be like a fat kid on an aeroplane!" She slid down farther into the seat as I stared, open mouthed, at her. See, that was the way we usually worked, we just knew what the other was thinking, which confused me even more. How could I not have known earlier?

"So, why did you invite me here?" My voice was harsher than I had intended, so I was just about to pull the "Love you, mommy" card, when her expression darkened and she mumbled something about "a chat".

"Um, yeh, mom, I wanted a chat, too," I sat up and looked her in the eye, although she seemed reluctant to meet my gaze. What was wrong with my gaze? It was just a regular gaze, right? Then I remembered, she was the guilty party. It seemed odd putting it that way. Guilty. Not my mom. Party. Hell yeh! I'd love one! But I knew now that she was hiding something, and I needed the truth.

"Uh, a girl got, uh, claimed yesterday..." She gave me a "So what?" look, so I continued before I sounded totally idiotic (not that I would ever sound like that) "She, um, she was claimed by, uh, P-Poseidon," She slid up in her chair and looked me straight in the eye (that's the charm of my alluring gaze...) "Her name was Leanne. She's eleven years of age. Any comments on this?" I realized I was starting to sound like that reporter dude from News24, so I quickly continued before my mom actually could make any comments on that, those comments being WTF? "Uh, yeh, you don't care, she's not anything to do with you..." I pretended to be extremely interested in the, obviously fake, Van Gogh painting on the wall (well, maybe it wasn't all pretending, those colours complimented each other perfectly...) and covered my eyes with my hair. I could see mom fidgeting beside me.

"Yeh, well, she's not..." She trailed off and I turned to face her. We stared at each other for what seemed like forever (not really, that just sounds dramatic, it only felt like a few seconds) while she was trying to speak.

"Mom..." A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Percy, I wanted to tell you, I really did, I just didn't know how. I didn't want to leave it this long. Heck, I didn't even want the kid at all. No, that sounds bad. I loved her, I really did, but I couldn't cope with two powerful demi-gods in the house, I just couldn't. I left her... I abandoned her in the hospital. I-I think she was adopted, but I don't really know... Oh, I'm so sorry, Percy," We hugged and I patted my mom's head.

"It's okay, she was adopted, and she's with us now," I explained her arrival and how I'd found out about her parents.

"Does she know about me?" I shook my head. When we'd been looking at the photos I hadn't been able to explain. I thought I needed to talk to my mom first, in case it was a misunderstanding.

"How did you hide that from me though? The pregnancy, the actual baby? It's not exactly a chocolate bar you snuck into the house, which by the way, I know you cheated on your diet!" She laughed.

"Okay, I admit, I gave in! But you're right, this was big. Well, you were five, so you didn't really know about pregnancy and whatnot, so it was easy to hide for the first few months. But..." She sobbed and wiped her eyes "When I was just over six months pregnant, a few of my friends knew, it wasn't as easy to hide, I went into labour. I thought she was going to die. I told everyone she did. But, really, I'd just left her in the hospital after I knew she was safe. Remember that holiday we took to LA when you were younger? That was when it happened," I nodded, I remembered that holiday. I didn't know why my mom had left me with babysitters so much on that trip, now I did, "Your dad and I..." she was crying hard now "I loved him, but I didn't want another kid, I wasn't ready. It was too hard. All I gave her was her name and a note and a photo. I tried to forget..." She stared at the floor. I didn't ask anything else. I probably shouldn't. That would be stupid. Instead we just talked about other things, like Annabeth and my mom's job and just us in general. We had lunch, not in the lovely two star hotel, but in a nice little cafe down the street. On my way back to camp, I contemplated what I had promised my mom. I had to tell Leanne, I had to explain it all. And I had to convince Chiron to let them meet. Well, this would be fun...

Woohoo! Done! I am happy that I have rediscovered my fanfiction. Despite the fact I should be revising for tests. I'll try and conclude Memories, and I'll try write another chapter of this tomorrow ('cause I am an ill little girl... I am staying away from my school because I am allergic to it!) But seriously, I'm not at school tomorrow 'cause I'm sick, but not too sick to write this and give you guys my lovely writing! Kidding, obviously! But still, I need to make up for lost time..

Even though i don't deserve them, review hugs...?