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Family

I brushed the hair of off my daughter's sleeping face. Maya had been asleep for awhile. I only kept talking because of Mike. They need to know the truth, even if they don't believe it quite yet.

I gently lifted Maya's head and put a pillow underneath her. She looked so peaceful. I didn't want to move her from the couch quite yet.

At four years old, she had gained several similarities between myself and her father, Peter. She had my brown eyes and dark hair but her face was his. She had my sense of danger and courage but also Peter's shy like nature. She had started to show some powers. She was a half-blood, after all.

"The story is different from your point of view." Percy said. "I can't believe Annabeth made you do that." he smiled at his wife.

Annabeth smiled back. "I had to. You know how she is."

"Yeah, I do." they started kissing.

"Ew." Mike cut in. "Do you have to do that in front of me?"

We all laughed and they broke apart. "Hey, Mike," Percy said to his son. "be glad that's all you have to worry about."

Mike's sea green eyes were clouded with confusion. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Annabeth smiled. "You'll find out when you're older, sweetie."

He sighed and ran a hand through his short, blond hair. "How much older?"

"We haven't decided yet. A couple years."

"Great."

I smiled. "It depends on who's following you."

"Lauren." Percy warned.

I held my hands up in defeat. "I'm not giving anything away. I already practically told him everything...but you know. Whatever." I shrugged.

Annabeth shook her head. "I swear you're exactly the same as you were eleven years ago."

"In some ways, I am...but in other ways, I've matured." I looked lovingly at my daughter. "Of course, I still have a long life ahead of me."

Percy chuckled. "A very long life." he agreed.

The door squeaked as Peter opened it. "I'm home!" he called through our small apartment.

"Hey, sweetheart." I called back. "We're in the living room." I wasn't worried about waking Maya. She could sleep through World War III. The hard part was getting her to sleep.

My husband came around the corner, carrying a suitcase stuffed with papers. "Hey, what are you guys doing here?" he asked Percy and Annabeth.

"Do I need a reason to visit my half brother?" Percy asked. He stood up and hugged Peter. Annabeth was right behind him.

"It's good to see you, Percy, Annabeth. Hey, Mike, how are you doing?"

Mike shrugged. "Pretty good. They" he pointed his thumb at his parents. "won't tell me anything...but other than that...every thing's cool."

Peter nodded and came over to me. "She feel asleep, huh?"

I smiled at him. "Yeah, she was out as soon as she laid down. She was exhausted."

He kissed me, just the barest touch of his lips on mine. "Anything...interesting happen today?"

"What do you mean, honey? Like..." I glanced over at Mike. "powers?" I whispered the last word. He nodded. "Well...she tried to get a cookie...and it floated through the air. That's pretty much it."

"Okay. Just let me know if she sets anything on fire."

I chuckled. "I don't think she'll do anything like that. I wasn't that much of a problem when I was her age."

"Well, you're different from her. You're a full out god."

I shook my head. "Not quite yet. I want to live a normal life first."

"I know, honey. I love you."

I smiled at him. "I love you too." we kissed again but it was longer this time.

Mike coughed and we broke apart. I rolled my eyes and smiled at the memory of our first kiss. "Talk about déjà vu." I muttered. "Mike, how long has it been since you've seen Aaron?"

He shrugged. "No long. Mom was shopping with me and we saw him a few days ago. He said that he had a new job at some weapon design company. Nothing much. Why?"

I smiled. Of course he would get a job that involved weapons. He couldn't stay away from them. That and fighting. His father is to blame. "I was just wondering...because you act like him sometimes. Maybe he's starting to rub off on you."

Annabeth shook her head. "No. He gets that from Percy. He always acted like that. Right, honey?" she raised her eyebrows at her husband.

"Right, Annabeth. Sure." he answered.

"See? You're acting like you did when you were a kid!"

"So...why does this matter?"

She held her hands up. "Just trying to prove a point."

I bit my lip to hold back my laughter. "Anything happen at work today, Peter?"

His face lit up. "I'm going to run."

He was the campaign manager for a few congressmen. They paid him at least 400 an hour. We'd moved down to D.C. when he got he job. I was surprised by his comment. "Run for what?"

"For congressman."

"Honey, I'm glad you want to run but-"

"Relax, Lauren. I know how to run a good campaign and if I don't get elected, I still have my job."

"Okay, honey but I'm not going to help you. I mean I'll help make signs and flyers but I will not imagine you winning the election. I think that you should win fairly."

"No, no. No. I wasn't even thinking that."

I sighed in relief. "Good."

"But now that you mention it..."

"Peter." I said sternly. "No."

"All right." he gave in.

"Well, we've got to go." Annabeth said. "Come on, Mike. We're going home."

"But Mom, can't we stay a little longer?" he complained.

"So you can do what?" Percy said. "All you're doing is sitting there."

"I...fine, Dad. But I'm going to get you next time." he pointed a finger at him.

He chuckled. "You'll try. Bye, Lauren, Peter. See you soon."

I walked them to the door. "Bye, guys. Especially you." I ruffed Mike's hair. "See you later."

"Bye." Mike said.

"We'll call you sometime." Annabeth said.

"Bye." Peter said. "Tell Mom I said hi."

"I'll do that, Pete." Percy said. "Bye."

They walked out the door and we were alone. I sighed and sat down on the couch by my daughter's feet. "Just think. In a few years, you could be the president." I teased.

Peter raised his hands. "Whoa. I think you're getting a little carried away. I want to take it a step at a time."

"Okay, sweetie. But I know you. You're gonna want to go the whole nine yards." I smiled at him.

"Maybe, maybe not. We'll see."

We moved Maya into her bed and went into our room for the night.

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