Gabe was alone in the living room when she came. He had recently won a poker game and now he sat in silence.

He hated the silence.

When she walked in, he gave her a quick glance. He then went back to the money in his hands, counting and recounting them, reassuring himself that, no, nothing had disappeared.

She held something in her arms. It was covered in a blanket.

Gabe sighed. "You didn't buy something without telling me, did you?"

Sally shook her head. "No, no I didn't. This is from Percy."

Gabe scowled. "I don't want to see it. Throw it out."

"Actually," Sally said, "I think it would be better if you saw it."

Gabe turned to Sally, a furious look on his face. "I don't give a damn about what you think! I want whatever your son gave you out of my sight!"

Sally scowled. She actually scowled. Gabe paused.

"Gabe Ugliano," she said, her voice frigid. "You have hurt not only me but also my son. You are a horrible human being, a waste of space-"

"Did it take you that long to figure it out?" Sally blinked. "Yes, I'm a horrible person. Guess what, dear? I don't give a damn!"

And then Gabe laughed a laugh so sickening that even he stopped and looked disgusted. Gabe cleared his throat. "You know something, though?"

"What?" Sally snapped.

"You look nice when you scowl like that. I never did like your smile."

Sally paused at how genuine that comment was. She shook it off and straightened her back.

"Gabe Ugliano, you will no longer be a hindrance to the Jackson family."

"What?" Gabe asked. "You're gonna off me?"

"Yes," Sally said simply.

There was a short silence. Sally was tense, ready to move at a moment's notice.

Gabe, however, let out a sigh. "You know," Gabe said, "I was married to someone else before you."

"I know," she said carefully. "You told me on our third date."

"She was the love of my life...I wasn't her's, though. Remember the day after our wedding when I asked if you loved me?"

"I said yes," Sally said through gritted teeth.

"And I've always known it was a lie...I hate Perseus."

"Percy."

"Your son. I've hated him since the day he defended you against me."

"I figured that out a long time ago."

"Yet you did nothing. It took your son getting kidnapped and dragged across the country to realize that I was no good for you."

"...why are you saying this?" Sally finally asked.

"Might as well get it all over with. Now, why'd you stay? Why didn't you leave like any sane person should?"

"I have my reasons."

"Everyone does, Sally. What are yours?"

"What are yours?"

Gabe blinked. He shook his head and chuckled. "Just as stubborn as always. Hey, how long did it take you to find blue food?"

"Five minutes and a drive to the supermarket."

"Heh." There was another silence. "Maybe this could have worked. In another life." He finally, truly looked her in the eye. "See you then."

She gave him a weird look. "See you then."

Gabe then gave her a taunting grin. "I still hope Perseus burns in Hell, though."

Sally's eyes widened. She then gave him a sickeningly sweet smile. "Goodbye, dear."

Sally took the blanket off of the thing. Gabe's eyes widened in shock. He had expected everything from a pocket knife in fancy casing to a bomb.

What he hadn't been expecting was a severed head with snakes for hair.

Medusa.

That's what I get for trying love the mother of the Hero who didn't die.

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Yeah, this whole conversation definitely didn't happen in canon. However, that's what FanFiction is for.

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