Hey guys! I'm here with another update! I feel really suckish at the moment because as I was writing this... I had a moment of writer's block. It was terrible! I told my good friend NiraKaulitz about it and she said we all go through it eventually... (You should check her out BTW!) Anyways, I slept it out and BOOM! Here I am!

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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Percy Jackson and the Olympians... Obviously since I am in no way, shape, or form Rick Riordan.

Later that night, after Annabeth had showered and gotten ready for bed, she simply sat there, in said bed, unable to fall asleep. Her eyebrows were furrowed together as she thought about her ex. She couldn't help but notice how incredibly grown up he had been that whole day. It was admirable, in fact. It took Percy one day to do what others have tried for weeks or even months without success: befriend Anthony.

Anthony was always very picky about who he liked. It took a lot to break the young boy's closed off personality. He loved to think things through and create a very round opinion about a person before he decides that he likes them. Granted, Percy was his father. But that has nothing to do with it, Annabeth thought. True enough, Anthony doesn't even know that Percy is his dad. That means that he must like him for who he is.

That's not very hard to do. Annabeth looked over at the empty side of the bed. The side that Percy used to occupy all those years ago. Percy had always been a very nice guy. Always helping out others and putting them first. Aside from their divorce, Percy had always been very loyal as well. She had no idea what had happened and their divorce had been such a blur. All she remembered was Percy and her showing up, setting the conditions since they never signed a prenup, signing papers, and leaving. She didn't talk to him in private at all. She wanted to though. Well, half of her wanted to talk to Percy and tell him about their unborn child but the other half held her back.

He doesn't care, it said. He wants out, not a child. He doesn't need to know. He doesn't deserve to know.

Annabeth wanted to yell that he did deserve to know because it was his child too but she very well couldn't do that without her looking like an idiot. The voice inside her head also made the point that he cheated on her. That was his choice. It told Annabeth that she should give him the option of choosing her again and that's exactly what she did. She decided that she wasn't going to tell him, she wasn't going to say anything and she very well wasn't going to beg for him to come back. No, her pride was much to big for that. All she was going to do was sit back and see what he would do. If he decided that he truly wanted to be with her, she was going to give him all the time between the day she found those papers to the day they met for the last time which was the trial. She waited for him. He never showed up.

The day the trial ended was a very strange day for Annabeth. She didn't know if it was the pregnancy hormones getting to her or the fact that she was devastated that Percy truly was tired of her. Despite all of that, Annabeth put on a brave face and didn't give Percy the satisfaction of knowing that he broke her because he didn't. Annabeth was hurt, tortured, torn, exhausted, and pregnant. It was safe to say that the only reasons that she was able to handle the overflow of emotions and hormones was the fact that it had happened before on multiple occasions. She was a strong, independent woman that didn't need a man and she was going to prove it. But Annabeth could only be so strong for so long. That night, after the trial, once she was inside the safety of her own room, alone, Annabeth wept. Not a few tears sliding down her face but full, heart wrenching sobs that could not be controlled.

Annabeth ran her fingers over the sheets she sat on, then and now. She had never cried like that ever. Not when she was a child and vented all her frustrations onto Percy or even when she locked herself in her room without dinner because she couldn't stand to be in the same room as her father and his family, desperately wishing that he would come up to her with a plate and an apology. No, Annabeth liked to think that that night had not only been about Percy. It had been about her whole life. No, Percy didn't break her, she broke herself. Annabeth had allowed herself to let her walls fall for the night but as soon as morning came, they came back up as quickly as they tumbled, stronger than ever. She felt as if they had been built by brick before but now, they were made of concrete. Percy had moved on and now, so must she.

When she had given birth to Anthony, Thalia was with her in the room and continued to insist that she tell Percy but Annabeth refused. She argued that Percy didn't deserve to know but Thalia was persistent. In the end, Annabeth won the argument and even gave Anthony her last name. She debated whether or not she should put Percy's name on the birth certificate but Thalia absolutely put her foot down on the matter. Thanks to Thalia, it was legally documented that Percy Jackson had a son and he didn't even know.

But now Percy does know that he has a son. Annabeth figured it wasn't a mere coincidence that the two had run into each other at the supermarket; rather, it was some divine force that either wanted to punish Annabeth for her past decisions, reward Percy with a second chance, both, or simply, to see them both suffer. Annabeth put all of her money on the last option. Whichever one it was, it didn't seem to matter as Annabeth now had to face the two boys that had made a huge impact on her life. For the first time ever, she didn't know what she should do. Percy obviously adores Anthony and vice versa. There was absolutely no way she could question or deny that. Listening to both Percy and Anthony on the phone earlier that day when they were at Danny Boy's Pizza had left Annabeth torn. There was no way she could cut the cords cleanly with Percy now that Anthony's feelings were involved. And later on that day, she could see the two interact as they waited for dinner to roll around. Anthony led Percy around a tour of the house, dragging him by the hand. Percy laughed and followed along pretending he had never seen it before and was completely and genuinely interested in everything Anthony had to say. Percy had proved her right. He was a phenomenal father even to a son that didn't know the truth.

At dinner, Annabeth noticed something off about Percy's mood. At first, he was completely emerged into their conversation but Annabetn could see his eyes grow distant as he thought about something that obviously bothered him. She decided that she should ask what was wrong. He hesitated in his answer multiple times before stating that he feared that he would fail as a father. And although it was a true concern, Annabeth knew that it wasn't the thought that appeared to haunt him. In the end, she decided to shake it off and reassure him that he was doing a great job and that all parents had the same worries. He simply smiled and looked at his son once more.

Finally, dinner had ended and they made their way home. As she watched Percy's interaction with the lady on the street and the way he helped both her and Anthony into the car, Annabeth couldn't help but wonder what happened to the boy she once knew. He had obviously grown up and become more sophisticated but not so sophisticated that he didn't know how to have fun anymore. He was able to learn how to balance his different personalities to work with the situation at hand. Annabeth was, to put it simply, impressed. She wondered what else Percy was capable of. Who knows what he's gone through in those three years.

A thought to give Percy a second chance crossed Annabeth's mind, but it was immediately dismissed by the half that told her to leave. She couldn't do that. That would show that she was weak. But he doesn't deserve any harsh treatment, she thought to the voice.

Of course he does, he left you.

But now, it's not about us. It's about what's better for Anthony.

The battle raged on inside of Annabeth's mind until she got the biggest skull-splitting headache. She shook her head to try and get rid of it and once she was calm, she pulled her knees up to her chest, rested her chin on them, and wrapped her arms around her legs. For the first time ever, she didn't know what she should do.

She analyzed every event that happened that day once more. For the most part, Percy had completely ambushed her, with his new and improved self, from left-field. Annabeth closed her eyes in an attempt to sort her thoughts. What about just before he left, she thought. Annabeth felt that that was definitely strange. One second, Percy was with her as they got Anthony ready for bed and the next, he was trying to make a silent escape. Annabeth didn't know what to think of it. When she finished changing Anthony's clothes, she turned, expecting to see Percy, but ended up facing a wall. At first, she thought that he must have gone to use the bathroom. She mentally scolded herself for thinking that. He would have told me if he was going to the bathroom. She went looking for him and found him halfway out the door. She wondered if he was going to walk out on them again. She had called his name to tell him off but once she got a look at the expression on his face, she decided against it. He looked absolutely crushed about... Well, Annabeth didn't know what. She figured that he was feeling insecure of his current situation and that he probably thought he couldn't ever be a good father despite Annabeth's earlier vote of confidence. She knew that even though he acts like he doesn't care and appears to be very confident in himself, Percy was always bringing himself down.

Because his father left him and his first step father hated him, Percy always believed that he was a nuisance to the people around him. Annabeth had hated it when he felt that way about himself. And, even though their current condition wasn't so great due to the fact that she was supposed to hate him, she still couldn't stand to see him like that. What came out of her mouth shocked her so much she had to look down because she couldn't bear to face him. Finally, after overcoming her initial shock, Annabeth looked back up and reassured him that Anthony truly did like him. Percy's reaction was expected but then he said he would be back tomorrow and Goodbye to her, Annabeth was thrown way off guard. What could he have meant by that? Annabeth stood in that spot in the foyer for the longest time trying to figure out what was going on with him. Maybe I'm just over-thinking this whole thing, she thought.

Tired of her own thoughts, Annabeth decided that she wasn't going to hurt herself by thinking this over way too much. It's happened before. She did not like that feeling. She settled herself into her bed, now ready to succumb to the tendrils of sleep, and ignored the voice protesting one last thought as it drifted through her mind.

I will at least try to be nice.

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