I got locked out of my old account LeviAckerman13 and wanted to rewrite the story and finish it. Go ahead and read the old version to see my old writing style that I feel the slightest disappointment towards. I don't own Percy Jackson! I only own the non- Rick Riordan characters so enjoy!

Prologue

"PERCY!"
"Is it time?!" Perseus Jackson asked his girlfriend, Annabeth, eagerly again for the umpteenth time that day. She shook her head, doubling over in pain.

"Contraction?" He asked. She nodded, raising her head after a moment. Percy walked over to the bed, not noticing the empty pizza box carelessly thrown on the floor, causing him to fall square on his face with an elegant "OOMPH". Annabeth started laughing, causing another jolt of pain from the baby inside her. Percy, not being half as entertained by the ordeal, quickly got back up, sat on the bed and rubbed Annabeth back.

"Do you need anything? Should I call Will? Or Chiron?" Percy inquired.

"Just food right now. I feel like I'm digesting the baby. Of course, I'd get food myself if Will hadn't stuck me on bed rest." She answered, scowling and rubbing her swollen belly.

"What do you want to eat?" Percy asked, tucking a strand of hair behind Annabeth's ear.

"More pasta please." Percy walked out to the kitchen. As soon as she heard the cabinets close she felt the bed sheets beneath her dampen. Then the pain hit her. It was enough to put black dots in her vision.
"PERCY! THE BABY'S COMING!" Annabeth screamed, clenching her teeth and holding her stomach. She heard glass shatter and shuffling. Percy ran into the room with a bag.

Three hours later

Annabeth was in so much pain, more than she had felt in her lifetime. She felt like she was being torn apart from the inside and nothing Will had given her for the pain was working. Her hand was clenched around Percy's, squeezing hard enough that his hand should have broken. She screamed as she pushed for the last time. Finally, she heard a baby crying and Will shouting at her that it was a girl. Percy leaned down and kissed her sweaty forehead and whispered something she couldn't hear because of the screaming baby.

Percy held her first. Percy handed the baby to Annabeth. The baby immediately stopped crying as Annabeth held her. The baby had tufts of her mother's hair and eyes that were her favorite color, green, and they shined like the sea. Annabeth was suddenly filled with relief. It was Percy's daughter. She felt completeness she hadn't felt since she was seventeen. She looked up at Percy, who had a knowing look. She looked down at the baby, who had fallen asleep, and smiled. She was happy and filled with an emotion she hadn't felt since the Argo II.

One year earlier

Percy Jackson woke up with a wet face and a big brown collie hovering over him. His dog, Zeke, was excitedly wagging his tail wanting his owner to wake up. Percy got up and offered the mass of fur a walk, sending the dog into a frenzy. Percy was half-dressed by the time Zeke had stopped howling and jumping. Percy put on a T-shirt walking out to the kitchen to grab a bagel and Zeke's leash. After putting the leash on Zeke, Percy opened up the back door to the beach and they started their morning.
After a few minutes of leisurely strolling, Zeke decided he wanted to go for a run, catching Percy by surprise, who fell face first in the sand. Up ahead a dog did the same to her owner, knocking her down. The dogs met up and started wrestling as dogs tend to do. Percy was the first to recover. He'd let go of Zeke's leash when he fell. He got up and went to help the woman up. She was blonde with her curly hair in a ponytail.

"Hey need some help?" He asked, stretching his hand out to help her. She took his hand and got up. She looked him up and down with stormy grey eyes that he swore he recognized. She suddenly took a step backward and stiffened.
"Uh, thank you." She said, looking at Percy with an intense gaze, her eyebrows knit in concentration.
"Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Percy asked, guessing that he looked the same way. She looked a lot like…

"Oh, you look like an old friend of mine..." She replied, looking at him as if he were missing something, smirking. He recognized that look and suddenly it clicked. He grinned.
"Oh? Well, I'm Seaweed Brain. Nice to meet you." He held out his hand. She grinned and hugged him.
"This is where you've been all this time?! Oh my gods, Annabeth, I missed you so much." He said into her hair. He hugged her tighter before letting her go.
"Annabeth! Cherry or lemon?" A man with dark brown hair and icy blue eyes came running over with two smoothies. He eyed Percy suspiciously, sending a spire of fear through him. Percy looked away, breaking the eye contact.
"Hey, Aaron. This is an old friend, Percy Jackson." Annabeth took the cherry as Aaron and Percy shook hands. She watched the dogs roll around in the sand, looking highly uncomfortable.
"Zeke, come here boy!" Percy called. The large dog jumped onto Percy knocking him down. Annabeth laughed. Aaron just observed, his icy eyes watching every move like a predator watches its prey.

Three Hours Later

Annabeth and Percy had exchanged phone numbers. She could see Aaron didn't like it. He sat on the couch in the living room watching television as Annabeth stood in front of the bathroom mirror, tears welling in her eyes. She had a frozen bag of peas on her arm in an attempt to keep it from bruising.

There was a knock at the door.
"Annabeth, come out," Aaron said through the door. She hesitated. There was another hard knock on the door, causing her to jump.

"Annabeth, get out here now," Aaron growled a warning through the door.

Annabeth wiped the tears from her eyes and opened the door. Aaron stood there, anger in his eyes. She felt fear strike her heart and he raised his hand in a fist, causing her to cringe away from him, preparing for the blow. It never came. She looked up, terror showing in her eyes. Aaron was holding onto the door frame, rubbing his forehead. Finally, he looked at her. His eyes held no emotion, causing Annabeth more fear.
"Why don't you ever cry?" He asked, staring her down. She shook her head.
"Because I don't. I haven't cried since I was seventeen." She said, her voice wavering with terror. With Aaron, she felt the same. All the time. All she felt was terror. She didn't like it. When she met up with Percy on the beach Annabeth felt completeness inside that she had forgotten existed. She remembered the last time she cried.

"I was FINE! You didn't have to bring my mom into this!" Percy was livid. Annabeth had seen him angry before but she had never been the subject of his anger. After Tartarus, he had changed drastically. He wasn't her Seaweed Brain anymore. He wouldn't get help himself so she told Sally, hoping she would be able to talk to Percy. When Percy found out, he flipped.

"You promised you wouldn't tell!" He screamed at her.

"Why?! We agreed it was better if she didn't know!" He was so angry that his face was turning red. She wasn't scared of him. She knew he wouldn't hurt her, but she knew she had crossed a line. Sally couldn't look at either of them the same. She looked just as broken as they were.

"Percy, you need help. You've changed so mu-"

"YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO TELL MY MOM! HOW CAN YOU NOT GRASP THIS? GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL THAT YOU FUCKED UP." He looked at her for a second. His voice dropped to below a whisper. "There is no making this okay. There is no apologies. There is no us. I don't want to look at you again, so just leave." He turned and left her standing in Central Park, tears streaming down her face. Once the shock set in, she began to sob.

Three days later
'Shit!' Percy thought as he looked at the clock. He was already two minutes late. He put on a clean polo shirt and beige Bermuda shorts. 'Thank the gods it's just down the shore.' Percy was supposed to meet Aaron and Annabeth at 10:00 down the shore. Zeke kept getting in the way so by the time Percy got to the shore, he was fifteen minutes late. Thankfully, they were still there.

Meanwhile

"Annabeth, he's not coming. Let's leave."
"No. If Percy isn't late, then he's not Percy. He's always been like this. If he's not here in ten minutes we'll go home." She looked over.
"There he is." Aaron cleared his throat, looking at the new bruise on Annabeth's arm and she put on her sweater. Percy came over and sat down next to Annabeth and shook Aaron's hand.
"Hey, Johnson, can I talk to you for a second?" Aaron asked Jackson.
"Sure. And it's Jackson." Percy said, getting up.
"Be right back." Aaron leaned down and kissed Annabeth on the cheek. Percy felt a pang of sorrow in his chest. Percy followed Aaron to a dark corner where Jamba Juice and Swirl It met. Aaron shoved Percy into the corner, which, after the past twelve years of fighting for his life, caused Percy to reach for Riptide. He then remembered that Aaron was probably a mortal and that they were in public, so he left Riptide alone.

Soooo? How'd you like the reboot? I changed a lot and so I did my writing style. Lemme know what I can do to make it better!