death to titans:

very good but also short an question why are the perents staying so close to camp ok i Understand about percy mom but Annabeth family ? enyway your story not mine plz keep up the good work

All will be answered in this chapter

Megaranger66:
You forgot the POV! I knew it was Percy though. Anyway I love the early start idea. Its genius! I hope you can make more soon! You'll be going into Titan's Curse next right?

I did? Oh well, if you can realize it, I'm sure others can as well. I know, I really wanted Percabeth to start earlier, and this just gave a really good excuse for it. I'll see what I can do for the Titan's Curse, but I'm probably going to skip right on ahead to the Last Olympian, seeing as I already made Percy nearing his 16th birthday.

Megaranger66

You made Percy so adorable! I love it!

Thanks, even if this is for a few chapters back.

Onto the story!

Chapter 8

Argus drove us to where our parents were. He gave us a slip of paper, and pointed to one of the buildings behind us. We figured it meant that our parents were in that building, and entered.

"What apartment are they in?" I asked, since Annabeth had the paper

"Uh," she said, as she read the paper, "it says here that they're in apartment 6B and 7B. I'm guessing your mom is either above or below my dad."

When we entered the elevator, though, we noticed that the floor names were letters and not the usual numbers.

"So what's this about my mom being either above or below your dad, hmm?" I teased

"Shut up," she said, shoulder bumping me as she rolled her eyes.

We got to floor B, and exited. The sign said that apartments 1-5 were on the left while apartments 6-10 were on the right. We took a right, and eventually found Apartments 6 and 7 B at the end of the hallway.

"So, who do we visit first?" I asked, looking at Annabeth

"Rock, Paper, Scissors?" she shrugged (A/N Honestly, this is how I could have chosen. Or Tic Tac Toe; either one is fine)

My questions was answered, however, when the doors to both apartments opened up at the same time. Let's just say that the only thing stirring was the lint in the corner of the hall.

"Mom?" I asked, looking at the woman who came out of apartment 6B, while Annabeth asked the family who came out of 7B, "Dad? Helen? Bobby? Matthew?"

"Who are you and how do you know who we are?" asked Mr. Chase

"Dad," said Annabeth, "it's me Annabeth."

"That's impossible," said Sally, "our friend told us that she died along with my son…"

My mom trailed off and as she focused her attention onto me, I said, "Hi mom."

"Percy!" she all but yelled as she engulfed me in a hug. I was momentarily shocked before I hugged her back, and introduced Annabeth

"Mom," I said, "this is Annabeth, my girlfriend."

"Your girlfriend?" she asked

"Why don't we all go back inside and talk about this for a moment," said Annabeth

"Trust us," I added, "you're going to want to sit down after this."

We decided to go back into my Mom's apartment, since the Chase's apartment was filled with toys for the twins

Mom and the Chases all sat down on the couch (except for the twins, who were playing with cars on the ground; where did the toys come from?) and me and Annabeth sat across from them and told them what happened, starting from the day Gabe sent Mom to the hospital to the day Annabeth and I first met to the day we met both our godly parents (settling their feud in the process) and finally to the day when we woke up, or as I like to call it, today.

"Percy, you have no idea how happy I am to see you today," said Mom, crying a little, "I don't think that even covers it. You know what, forget my plans. I'm making a blue cake to celebrate this occasion. I'll even throw in blue cookies and cupcakes in it as well."

Mom hurried into the kitchen, while Annabeth fidgeted in her seat. Mr. and Mrs. Chase still haven't spoken, and even I'm starting to fidget in my seat.

"Annabeth," started Mr. Chase, "I'm not sure exactly how to say this, but I'll do my best. All those years ago, we weren't mad at you or anything. It wasn't anger, it was, well, it was—"

"It was fear, sweetie," said Mrs. Chase, "we were fearful of monsters, and angry at them for attacking our family, but we never had any hostile feelings towards you, and we apologize if it didn't come off that way."

"I guess I should apologize too," replied Annabeth, "I mean, I was 7, and misunderstood you guys, and because of that, probably would have been angry at you for a while, if it weren't for Seaweed Brain to make me realize what you guys might have been feeling."

"So you two are dating, huh?" asked Mrs. Chase, and I felt my cheeks go hot

"Annie's got a boy friend," sang the twins, "Annie's got a boyfriend."

"Shut up," mumbled Annabeth, but I pulled her more towards me.

She was still red, probably me as well, but she still sat on my lap, as Mom came back with the cookies and cupcakes

"The cake's going to be ready in just a moment, but here are some cookies and cupcakes for you guys to enjoy," said Mom

"Let me help Sally," said Mrs. Chase, and they both went off to the kitchen

"Dad, before I forget," said Annabeth, "why'd you move here?"

"Oh, well you see," said Mr. Chase, "after we heard that you were turned into a tree, I was heartbroken, and moved over here in an attempt to learn more about demigods to help them in their journey to camp. Plus, I got a really good job opportunity at the West Point here in New York."

"Did you?" asked Annabeth, "Help campers I mean."

"There were a few that came through here," said Mr. Chase, "I think one of them was a Michael Yew, very good with the bow that one, and another one was Jake Mason, very good with mechanics that one. Jake even helped me modify some of my airplanes."

"Really?" asked Annabeth, "You have airplanes?"

I got slightly nervous at the sound of airplanes, but that's mainly because my Uncle, Zeus, doesn't like me going into the sky.

"Yeah," said Mr. Chase, "I'm not sure if you remember them, but you loved flying in them."

"Really?" I asked, looking at Annabeth. She blushed, "Give me a break, I was 7."

"Oh, please," I said, "It's not every day I get to hear stories of Miss Chase's childhood stories."

"Yeah, like yours was filled with terror and rage," she said sarcastically. I guess she didn't realize what she said, since she didn't say anything for a while as I sat there glumly.

"Oh, did I say that out loud?" she asked. I guess she didn't really mean it, but doesn't mean I'm happier. "Oh my gods, I'm so sorry, Percy. I totally didn't mean for that to come out."

"It's fine," I said, "You didn't mean to say it."

"Come on," said Annabeth, "have some blue cookies. They always cheer you up. You said so yourself."

"No," I said. Mr. Chase smiled a little.

"Come on," she said, picking up a blue cookie and holding it up near my mouth. Gods she knows just how to torture me.

"No," I said, crossing my arms in front of my chest, "I'm fine without the cookie."

"Come one, Percy," said Annabeth, "You know you want the cookie. The tasty, yummy, bluey cookie."

"Fine," I said, giving up, "I'll eat your cookie. Doesn't mean I'll be happy about it."

"You used to love eating my blue cookies when you were younger," said Mom, as she came in with a blue cake, followed by Mrs. Chase

"Cake!" yelled the twins, as they ran to the cake to get some. As Mrs. Chase handled with them, I said, "I still do. I just don't like to be manhandled into eating them."

"Relax," said Annabeth, rolling her eyes, "I didn't manhandle you. I simply forced you to eat it through bribery."

"Whatever," I said, as Mom and Mr. and Mrs. Chase sat there watching in amusement.

"What?" Me and Annabeth asked at the same time

"Nothing," said Mom, "It's just, seeing you two after all these years, separately, and when we do see you again, you two are acting like an old married couple."

"Oh, that reminds me," said Mrs. Chase, "How's Paul?"

"He's fine," blushed Mom

"Who's Paul?" I asked

"Paul Blowfis, honey," said Mom, "he's a friend I met at a writer's convention."

"Paul Blowfish?" I asked

"Blowfis," corrected Mom, "Anyways, I need to ask you something Percy. I need to know whether you will be going to camp year-round or not."

"Of course not," I said, "I just got alive again, and found my mother. I'm not going to be leaving you any time soon."

"And before you ask, dad," said Annabeth, "I'll be staying with you guys as well if you can."

"That'll be great, sweetie," said Mom, while Mr. Chase smiled gratefully, "then you and Annabeth can see each other during the school year. You can even go to Paul's school, Goode High School."

"Paul's a teacher?" I asked

"An English teacher," replied Sally

"Then maybe he can help me with my homework sometimes," I said, "When Annabeth's not there, anyway."

"Nice save there Seaweed Brain," said Annabeth, "I almost thought you were going to replace me."

"You know I couldn't replace you," I said, "no one knows me better than you do."

"You better believe it," said Annabeth