Hey guys here's my next chapter! I hope you enjoy it. I've put some fluffy moments between Percy and Annabeth. I know this chapter is kid of slow, but I'll try to speed it up soon. In the last chapter Percy was accidently ease dropping on Kronos and Slate, but he doesn't remember because he doesn't have a real grasp on his powers yet. Please read and review.

Disclaimer I don't own Percy Jackson, all rights belong to Rick Riordan.

Percy woke up the next morning, something was nagging at the back of his mind about his dream, but he couldn't really reach it. It was like grasping at air. Someone gasped as he started to shift in the bed, when he opened his eyes he saw Annabeth leaning over him with a damp rag in her hand and a blush on her cheeks. It confused him to see her face so close to his. He could tell that she wore little make-up, all of her beauty was natural, the outside of her eyes were a darker grey than the color in the center. Her eyelashes were long and dark, he was almost positive she didn't need any mascara. Percy tried not to blush when he realized that he was staring at her for so long.

"You were drooling." She stammered as she tried to explain. Annabeth moved away from him as if he was on fire. "I just wanted to clean it before you woke up."

Slowly the dark haired teen scooted into an up right position, "Uh, thanks."

Annabeth gave him a curt nod, her lips were drawn tightly together in a thin line, almost as if she didn't trust herself to speak. It was rather cute, in a completely observant way, not that he was paying too much attention to it. Percy still felt a little self conscious under her watchful gaze, she probably thought he was an idiot, he couldn't even make his way to the demigod safe haven without something hazardous nearly killing him and on top of that he was drooling every night. Percy swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stretched, trying to pretend that waking up with her so close to him hadn't at all flustered him, the muscles of his injured arm protested loudly. He winced and pulled it closer to his chest.

"Let me see it." Annabeth ordered as she grabbed his arm, her face was no longer tight with embarrassment. He watched her as she slowly unwrapped the bandage, her soft, curly blonde hair fell in front of her face, but she expertly tucked it behind her ear and continued to remove the gauze. "We need you in tip top condition if you are going to start training with me. Don't worry I'll go easy on you."

"Training?" Percy asked. "Training for what?"

She laughed fondly as she set the soiled bandage aside and reached for a new one off of the bronze tray that held a water basin. "Well, besides life, you need to get some skills so that you will have a team for the game Friday. It will also help us determine who you parent is." Percy opened his mouth to speak, "Your immortal parent, Percy, your father."

"I never really knew my father," Percy began to ramble, he was unable to stop himself from speaking, "but my mom, she was the best person in the world. She, she did everything for me, sacrificed so much. I remember when she stood up for me when my step-father called me stupid for asking if I could have blue food. She made everything that she could blue after that, she even would bring some 'free' treats home from work. No matter how often I screwed up she always would tell me that she loved me. Now she's gone, that stupid, idiotic, fat slob took her from me. She's gone forever and I'm all alone. I know that it's my fault, I didn't protect her like I should have."

Annabeth paused as he talked and then set the gauze back onto the tray instead of applying the new bandage. She stood and sat next to him on the bed and then she gently but firmly took his hand in hers. Percy was so surprised by the contact that he nearly jumped out of his skin. The blond squeezed his hand once before she spoke.

"It wasn't your fault, Percy." She whispered, her voice almost cracked as she spoke. "You can't blame yourself for the ignorance of your step-father. He would never understand you or your mother."

"I take it you know from experience."

Annabeth's grip faltered, "Not really something I like to talk about. At least not with someone I don't really know well."

"What about when we know each other better?" He questioned automatically. Out of the corner of his eye, Percy watched as a rueful smirk came to the daughter of Athena's face,

"You ask a lot of questions Percy."

Percy could feel himself smiling at her, she was definitely one for doing the interrogations not being interrogated. He imagined that she'd be one of those hard nosed police officers on a television show, the smart, pretty one that every guy fell for, yet no guy could manage to reach, except for the goofy, warm hearted detective who never followed the rules. It was almost as if she were trying to protect herself from people without being isolated. As long as you stayed on the mundane topics she wouldn't bite. Though Percy did have a knack for tempting fate. Sometimes he'd just blurt out things without even meaning to, one time, when he was little he asked Gabe if he was pregnant because of the half a beer gut he was growing.

As one can imagine, Percy spent a lot of time locked in a closet because he couldn't learn to keep his mouth shut.

"I thought, being wisdoms daughter and all, you'd appreciate my curiosity." Percy retorted. Annabeth opened her mouth to say something when a knock at the door stopped her,

"Am I interrupting a make out session?" A familiar voice cooed. "If I am I can come back later."

"Everything is PG in here Selena, come in." Annabeth called back, though Percy couldn't help but notice that her ears had tinged red.

Selena came walking into the room carrying arm loads of shopping bags, looking as beautiful as she had last night. A boy followed close behind her. The boy had dark skin, brown eyes, and dark hair. Percy couldn't believe how tall and buff the boy was, it almost seemed like he spent his time working out. Despite the scowl on his face, he didn't seem too bothered that he was carrying the rest of Selena's cargo into the room. Selena smiled sweetly at the boy and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Thanks Charlie." She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'll send him to you once he has some decent clothing. Do you think you will be able to give Percy some suitable armor?"

"You're talking to me Selena." The boy smiled down at her and then casted his eyes to Percy. "I can get him fitted, but once he fills out more he'll probably need some new equipment."

Without another word 'Charlie' left Percy alone in the room with two girls. Selena turned and looked at him, almost like she was mentally picturing him looking completely different. She then turned and began to dig through one of the bags, soon Percy had a pair of grey sweatpants and a blue T-shirt tossed onto his lap. He looked to Annabeth for answers, but she merely shrugged.

"Who was that?" Percy asked.

"That was Charlie." Selena blurted out as if it were obvious. "Most people call him Beckendorf because he doesn't like his first name, but only I call him Charlie. Now go take a shower while Annabeth and I pick an outfit, Poseidon provided all you'll need to clean up in that room over there, and change into those sweats for now. I don't want to see you come walking out in those rags."

"Poseidon took the time to pick up some shampoo?" Percy couldn't believe that the sea god, even if he was Percy's father, would go out of his way to get everything prepared for him. "And Annabeth why didn't you just tell me there was a bathroom in here last night?"

"One, we were able to contact the gods when you arrived and Poseidon insisted that we set you up in his room so you could 'revive without the rift raft'." Annabeth sounded bitter when she said the sea god's name, but Percy didn't think too much of it. "and two, I figured you'd want to walk after three days of doing nothing but drooling and muttering something about a pig, who I am assuming is your step-father."

Percy blinked blankly, almost as if she had told him she were actually Smurfette in disguise, "He wanted me here?"

"Yeah, now go bathe, you reek like death." Annabeth scolded and shoved him in the direction Selena pointed out.

Percy rolled his eyes and strolled into the bathroom. If you could really even call it that, it was so large he probably could have parked a bus in it and there'd still be room for another. There was a sink to his right with a huge mirror hanging over it and a large walk in shower on the left. As Selena had said the bathroom was loaded with towels and 'Ocean Breeze' shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. Poseidon must have had a big sense of irony.

"Really Poseidon?" Percy muttered as he undressed and walked into the shower.

He couldn't believe how invigorating it felt to let the hot water run over him. It almost felt like he had drank fifty bottles of 'Red Bull'after three years of sleep. Every ache he had from his injuries felt as if it were starting to fade away. Percy grinned like an idiot and put his face under the shower head. He had always loved the water, unlike most kids, his mom had a hard time keeping him out of the bath water when he was a toddler. At least now he knew why he loved to play in the ocean and at lakes so much.

After a long moment, Percy noticed something else about the shower, it bathed you in salt water. To say he was surprised was an understatement, he didn't even have to taste the water, he just knew that it was salt water. Eventually he got over his shock and decided to finish his shower earlier than he had been planning, despite the fact every part of him was screaming to enjoy the water. He quickly dried off and changed into the sweat pants and shirt Selena had given him. Percy walked back into the main room with the towel around his neck feeling more human than he had moments ago.

"So how was it?" Selena asked and grabbed his arm. Percy didn't struggle as she dragged him back to the bed. "I mean it's not everyday you get to have a salt water bath. Oh my gods, your skin feels so soft. Annabeth come feel this boy's arm."

"I'll pass," Annabeth chuckled as she eyed Percy. "Let's just get him looking decent."

Selena roughly shoved him so he'd sit on the bed, "I know. This boy needs a hair cut."

Percy couldn't help but feel as if he had gotten caught in a trap. Wasn't Selena just going to give him some new clothing? Each time he tried to protest the girls would speak over him.

"I don't think you should cut it too short," Annabeth told the daughter of Aphrodite. "he looks good with it kind of messy."

"I'll be careful." Selena argued. "I know how to exploit his natural good looks."

Then it all happened in a fury. He could hear the snipping of scissors and feel small strands of his hair falling onto his neck. Selena walked expertly around him as she brushed, cut, and re-brushed his hair. Annabeth was off to the side watching him with an amused expression, enjoying the beginnings of his 'makeover'. Every now and then Selena would gush about feathering his hair and how much cuter he was starting to look. The torture ended when Selena gave his bangs one final brush to move them the opposite way.

"Perfecto!" She smiled and then reached behind him for a pile of neatly folded clothing. "Go change into these and then we'll take you to Charlie."

I'll stop it here, but I'll try to post the next chapter soon! Any ideas for the training, I already have one idea, but do you guys have something you think I should add to what happens. Awkward moments between Percy and Annabeth? Grover walking without his pants? The Stolls trying to swipe Percy from under Annabeth's nose? Please give me your thoughts.