Guys I apologize for posting the wrong story on chapter 8. Please do read it again. I already uploaded the correct one.

This chapter is about Percy/Sean meeting Hestia and his son Charles Beckendorf.

Don't worry guys on the next chapter Percy/Sean will finally meet Annabeth

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Chapter 9

Percy's POV

It's been three days since I arrived here in Greece. I spent my three days roaming around Athens, figuring out what I should do. I was in a bus station scanning the map as well as the destination of the buses. The word Patras (Greece's third largest urban area and the regional capital of Western Greece) caught my eye. I didn't know why I picked it, my instinct tells me to go there. I paid for my tickets and get inside the bus. It will be a 2 hour drive so I relaxed my body and drifted to sleep.

I woke up by the noise of the other passengers getting off the bus. I looked outside and we are already in Patras. I grab my bag and head out. I hail a taxi and instructed to take me to the city. After I get out from the taxi, I walked around. I grab a lunch at one of the restaurant. After eating I looked around to find a decent hotel.

The next day I was just walking around the city. I was about to turn left when I heard a woman screaming. I immediately turn around to where the sound from. I saw an old lady. Encircled around her were 2 guys. From the looks of it they were trying to force the old lady to open her store. One guy has a knife on his hands. I looked around but I can't find anybody. It was already dark. I was arguing with myself whether to help her or not. Shit! I mumbled to myself. I just can't let them hurt her. I don't have any weapon on me. I just need to rely on my fighting skills.

I sneak up on them. The old lady is nervously trying very hard to open the lock. "Hurry up!" the guy with the hooded jacket said. I studied the 2 guys. By the looks of it they were younger than me, may be 17 or 18. Only one of them has a knife. After several tries she successfully opened the lock and the 2nd guy instructed her to get inside. Before she can step inside I took them by surprise and lunged on the guy whose holding the knife. I punched him in the face twice. "Get inside!" I ordered to the lady. The 2nd guy was startled but then he throws a punch at me. I dodge it. He tried again but I hit him in the jaw. He falls backwards. Then the other guy hit me at the back of my head. I felt dizzy instantly. I turn around facing him. He was about to stab me but I managed to dodge it except I was too slow. The blade leave a long cut on my skin but not too deep. It stings. I grab his hands and twisted it.

The 2nd guy was already up and tried to punch me again. I swirled around making his friend facing him. The punch ended on his friend's face. I kick him and throw a punch on him. They both stumbled to the ground. I was about to pick them up again when they started to run. I was about to go after them when I realized I don't even know this place.

"Are they gone?" asked the old lady with shaky voice. "I think so."I replied. Then she noticed the cut on the left side of my torso. "Oh my God you're hurt!" she exclaimed. I examined my cut. It was not too deep but certainly it stings. "It's nothing. " I simply replied. "Oh no, it's not! Let's get inside. I'll take care of it. It's the least thing I could do for you for saving me." She demanded.

We entered the shop. She turned on the lights and instructed me to sit down on the counter. I looked around and it was a convenient store with some hardware supplies. She came back with a first aid kit in her hands. I studied her. She's maybe on late 30's or early 40's.

"Now let me take a look at that." She instructed. I lift my left arm. She inspected it. "This will hurt a bit." She informed me. I nodded. I winced at the pain. After she finished cleaning it she put a bandaged on it. "You want me to take you to the hospital?" she asked. "Nope I'm good. I'm a big guy, this cut is nothing." I chuckled. She smiled at me.

"Thank you very much. I don't know how I will repay you." She said. I smiled. "Don't worry about it. I'm just glad I could help." I stand up preparing to leave. "Wait. What's your name?" she asked. I hesitated for a while. "My name is Sean Angelo." "I'm Hestia." She introduced herself. I shook her hand. "Are you from around here?" "No ma'am. Just passing by." I replied. "Why don't you come with me to our house? Let me at least cook dinner for you to repay you." She asked. "No need ma'am. It's okay. You don't need to do anything."

"No I insist. It's not every day you'll meet a good young man and ready to sacrifice himself just to help others." She insisted. I blushed at her praises. "Please?" she pleaded. "I… okay if you insist." I gave in smiling. We drove for about 20 minutes until we reached their house. It was near the beach. I caught myself staring at the view. I am always fascinated with water. She noticed me and smiled. "Loving the view?" she asked. I nodded.

Their house is simple but beautiful. It looks cozy inside. "Come on let's get inside. I want you to meet my son." We went inside. "Charles!" she called. "I'm in the kitchen mom." He replied. She motioned me to sit on the couch. She head towards the kitchen. I heard them talking.

Then I heard them coming. I immediately stand up. Hestia approached me with his son beside him. The guy is taller than me by an inch. He looks tough with his well toned muscle. He's a guy you don't want to mess with. He looks like he can crush you into pieces. But beside his body he is also good looking. I can see the resemblance with his mom.

Charles' POV

Mom entered the kitchen. She smiled at me. "Come with me. I want you to meet someone." She said. I scrunched my eyebrows but soon followed her. I saw a guy sitting in our couch. He immediately stand up when he heard us coming. I studied him. He's tall but I'm taller than him. He looks like one of those pretty boys you saw on the TV.

"Charles, I want you to meet Sean." My mom said. "Nice to meet you." I said extending my hand. He shook it and smiled. I gestured him to sit down. Mom and I soon followed. "I invited Sean here to have dinner with us for saving me back there in our store." I turned to my mother with confusion. "You see, 2 guys tried to rob the store." She started. "What!?"

"Good thing Sean was on the area and helped me. But he got hurt." She continued. I turn my gaze to Sean and saw his left torso with a bandaged on it. He smiled at me. I stand up and shook his hand again. "Thank you man. I owe you." I said. "It's not a big deal. Glad I could help." He replied. "Did you catch them? Did you report it to the police?" I asked. They shook their heads. "They run. I can't follow them. I might get lost." Sean explained. "I was supposed to pick her up tonight but she declined." I explained to him. If only I knew I shouldn't have listened to her."

"It's okay son. It's not your fault. I should've close earlier." She tried to calm me. "Let's just be happy nothing bad happened except that Sean got hurt." He smiled. "Is dinner ready?" Sean then asked. I was amazed by him for a second. He then realized what he blurted out and explained. "Sorry I just felt like I needed to change the topic." He scratched the back of his head. We all laugh at it. Hmm, I'm beginning to like this kid.

Hestia's POV

We ate dinner. We interviewed Sean. We learned that he's 20 years old. He's from New York. He's taking a vacation here for how long, he still doesn't know. He's a fine looking young man. I can tell he comes from a wealthy family by the way he carry himself. When we asked about his family, he hesitated for a while. It's like he doesn't want to talk about it. But then he said that his father is a business man and his mother is a writer. He has a sister named Kelsi.

I studied him. He seems like a nice guy. He's kind of mysterious to me though. It's like his hiding something. But I can tell he is a good guy. Charles and Sean instantly became friends. They started to talk random facts. Then they noticed me silently watching them. "Is there something wrong mom?" Charles asked. I shook my head and smiled at them. "Nothing, I am just glad you two got along." I said. They both smiled at me.

It was already 10 pm when Sean decided to head back to his hotel. "Thank you so much for having me here. I guess I should go. It's getting late." He said. "You have a car?" asked Charles. He shook his head. "I'll just take a cab." He said. "At this hour it's hard to get a cab in this area." I said. "Oh. Then I guess I should walk." He stated. "No! That's a bad idea." Charles said. "I'll drive you."

"It's okay man. I'll manage." He insisted. "It's the least I can do." Charles said. Sean rolled his eyes. We laughed at his antics. "Why not stay here. We have a guest room." I suggested. "Well that's not a bad idea." Charles agreed. Sean looked at us. "What do you think?" we asked him. "Are you sure? Are you not afraid? What if I'm a serial killer?" Sean asked. "Oh I wouldn't think you as a serial killer." Charles said.

"Why not?" Sean asked. "You look like you can't even kill a fly." Charles teased. "Hey! I beat up two guys you know." He replied. Charles started laughing. I smiled at them. "So?" I asked Sean again. "Okay if you insisted. Don't blame each other when you woke up tomorrow and find that all your belongings are gone." He said with a serious tone. We looked at him and then he started to laugh. "You're unbelievable." Charles commented. Sean then stick his tongue out to Charles. We all laughed. We showed him his room and soon we all drifted to sleep.