A/N: So, I guess last chapter was more acceptable than before. And uh…sorry about the wait. Please don't kill me..O.o oh, and I'm sorry again. This chapter was supposed to be uploaded last night but my Internet hates me so...yeah.

makerboy13 : :P I'm glad you liked the previous chapter. yeah…I can't wait for him to explain his unique situation.
ArianaandXaia : Finally! Someone who gets me! Thank you! *hugs* oh, yes. They are going to be more than p***ed off. :)
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Attached Note : I think I am disappointing a lot of people right now. I am really sorry but I'm super busy now. I just found out my flight date (16th October) and classes start on the 19th. So, if this story is slow, I am terribly sorry.

Disclaimer : If I were the actual authors, why would I be writing on when I could be attending signing events?

(And now, back to the Everdeens' residence)

Percy's POV

Oh, Styx.

Oh, Styx.

Oh, STYX!

Prim gasps, the plates she was holding fell and breaks into smithereens. " Percy?" she says, staring at me.

I glance at my reflection in the window by the sink and (again) curse myself, wondering how I could actually forget about the (admittably flimsy) disguise. Annabeth is kneeling next to the unconscious Mrs. Everdeen, checking her pulse.

" Hey, Prim," I say after a long awkward silence. " How's it going?"

She bursts into tears and next thing I know, she has her arm wrapped around my midriff and the front of my shirt is slowly and steadily getting wet from her tears. I return her hug and pat her on the head, trying my best to comfort her.

" I I knew it was you," she sobs, pulling away to look at me. " Even with the stupid blue dye and all. I just knew it!" She stops blabbering for a minute, a confused look crawls on to her face. " Wait, but you…Percy, you died in the arena. We saw you dying. We heard your cannon go off." She stares at me. " How can you still be alive?"

" Well…I..uh…um…" I scratch my forehead. " I really don't know how to explain because it's extremely complicated. Not to mention confusing and all."

She didn't say anything after that. We just stood there, hugging each other until someone clears their throat. I grin at Annabeth. She just rolls her eyes and shakes her head, smiling slightly. After a few moments, Mrs. Everdeen regains her consciousness, moaning as she holds her head.

" Prim?" she calls out, her eyes still closed. " Prim? Where are you?" Prim lets go of me and hurries to her mother's side. Annabeth gets to her feet and moves out of the way, opting to stand next to me with her arms crossed. " Prim?"

" I'm here, Mother," Prim says, her tone reassuring. " What is it?" she asks, brushing Mrs. Everdeen's hair out of her face.

" I had the most confusing dream," she says, opening her eyes. " I dreamt that Percy is alive and in our house. Silly of me," she says, laughing slightly.

And then her gaze fell on us.

" I am so sorry, ma'am," Annabeth says, holding Mrs. Everdeen's hand. " We didn't mean to just show up and cause chaos and all. It's just…"

" Too complicated ," I say, finishing the sentence for Annabeth. " Yeah. It is extremely complicated," I tell her, sitting at the edge of her bed, " and confusing for us too."

She's still in shock, actually. She couldn't say anything for the past hour. All she could do is just stare at us and then shakes her head and then shakes Prim by the shoulder. Over and over again. It's pretty funny actually, since I usually see Mrs. Everdeen serious. But I can't actually laugh out loud since I could get hit by Annabeth. Or Mrs. Everdeen herself.

When she still couldn't regain her composure, I decided to get up. " Um…Annabeth, I think we'd better go and come back later. I'm not sure if we should - "

" No!" Mrs. Everdeen gasps, grabbing my arm. " Don't go! Stay please," she says softly. " Don't leave us again." I hesitate. " Please," she pleads, her blue eyes imploring. Oh, I hate it when people give me the big eyes.

" I'm not going to 'die' on you guys again. I'm just going to give you some time and space to..uh…digest the fact that I'm not dead yet," I say, glancing at Annabeth, who sat quietly on the floor next to Mrs. Everdeen for the last hour. " Can I do that?"

" Where are you going to sleep tonight?" she asks Annabeth, running her fingers through Annabeth's golden locks.

" Back in the woods, maybe?"

" So that's how you got that cold," Prim pipes in, pushing me back on to the bed. " I guess that settles it. You two should stay here for the night." I start to protest but she pinches my cheeks. " Listen to me or I will make sure you suffer," she threatens, trying to sound mean and scary but failing miserably. " Please?" She puts on the puppy face.

" Fine," I give in. " You got me with your puppy face and all," I shake my head. Prim cheers and hugs me tightly. " Okay, okay. You can let go now." She doesn't. "Prim? Can't. Breathe."

" You will have to explain everything tonight over dinner," Mrs. Everdeen says, getting up from the bed. " I will prepare your favourite meal tonight, okay?" She caresses my face as she passes me and I immediately remember my own mother. Somewhere in the past, in New York. Sick with worry.

" Yeah. That would be awesome," I nod. She smiles and then disappears to the kitchen.

So.

Dinner for tonight : some katniss salad (sorry, Katniss), roasted turkey and some mashed potatoes mixed with some herbs. Really delicious.

" You're the girl from District Six," Prim suddenly says.

I choke on my salad.

" Excuse me?" Annabeth asks, surprised. " The girl from District Six?"

" You were in the Games too," Prim explains. " Now that I've gotten over the surprise that Percy is still alive, I finally remember where I've seen you."

" I was in the Games too," Annabeth repeats, sounding surprised. " And I died in it, too. Who got to me?"

" Um…" Prim hesitates. " I'm not sure if I should tell you but..uh…um…Percy."

" You don't know who got to me?" Annabeth asks, her eyebrows raised. " I thought you watched the whole Games."

" She just answered, Annabeth," I say, feeling a bit nervous. " Um…I did." She stares at me, her grey eyes stormy and is scaring the monkeys out of me. " But let's just forget about it. It was just in a dream and besides, you should be thankful because I – "

" How can you kill me?" she demands, looking extremely furious. I open my mouth to protest but she's on a roll now. " I mean, you can't even disarm me at sword fighting and yet you managed to kill me in the Hunger Games? That is like close to impossible!"

" Yeah," I say drily. " I appreciate your envy to my awesome sword fighting moves. And I always beat you at it!"

" No, you don't!"

" Yes, I do!"

Prim laughs at our banter and Mrs. Everdeen shakes her head. " Katniss would be delighted if she knew you're still alive and well, Percy," she says, caressing my face. " She wasn't much of herself after you… 'died'."

" We were all a wreck, actually," Prim says. " It was pretty quiet when you were gone. I mean, usually we would wake up hearing you singing at the top of your voice and your stomping and banging around the house."

Silence.

" So, Percy," Mrs. Everdeen says, putting her fork and knife down. " You say you have something to tell us."

" Right," I say, feeling nervous. " Um…well. I'm not sure if you are going to believe me or not but I am not a full human," I start. They both stare at me as if I'm an alien. Which, technically I am since I am from a different time. " Um…"

" Are you familiar with the old Greek or Roman myths?" Annabeth asks them, pushing her clean plate away. " I'm sure you guys are since your country is named after the Latin word for bread and…uh.." That's the first time I've ever seen her uncertain. " You don't understand me."

" No."

" Not really."

Annabeth and I look at each other.

" Well. This is harder than I thought," I say, helping myself to more wild turkey. " How about this? You guys just accept the fact that I am well and alive and here and we can all go and lead our normal lives." They all stare at me. " What?"

" Percy," Annabeth shakes her head. " You really are a Seaweed Brain. They watched you die and then get buried and now you're suddenly here. And you say 'let's go back to our normal lives?'"

" What's wrong with that?" I demand.

Prim and Mrs. Everdeen laughs. " Still the same Percy," Prim says, smiling the angelic smile that somehow makes me ache for something.

" Percy? Are you okay?" Someone touches my arm.

" What?"

" You were clenching your fists as if you were in pain or something," Annabeth says, worry is etch clearly on her face. " Is it your chest or something?"

" What's wrong with his chest?" Mrs. Everdeen asks, suddenly worried. " Is it at the spot where you got stabbed?" She gets up and bends over me, pulling my shirt over the ugly scar. " Oh."

" Yeah," I say, feeling a little bit uncomfortable. " A little souvenir from the Games. This ugly scar is going to make all the girls run away in horror."

" Good thing you're stuck with me," Annabeth says, gripping my hand. " I'm your 'wife', right?"

" Is that true?" Prim asks. " That the both of you are married?" We both look at each other and burst out in hysterical laughter. " So that was a hoax. Should've known," she grumbles.

" Hey, Prim," I say after we're done laughing. " Is there someone else missing from the picture? Someone I should know but can't remember? Because I don't remember a lot of things when I woke up on the ship with a bad headache and an ugly scar."

" I don't get you," she says.

" I mean, when you smiled, you reminded me of someone. Someone I loved and cared so much that I would probably die for them. They seem familiar to me but I just can't find a name and a face."

Prim stares at me for a minute and then dashes off to the living room and appears seconds later with framed picture in her hands. " Percy, what do you remember about your life before the Games?"

" Not much," I shrug. " I remember living with you guys for a couple of months. That's how I found you. And….," I thought for a moment. " No. That's just about it."

" Percy," Prim says, leaning in. " You don't remember you had a sister?"

" I..I had a sister?"

A/N : So…again, a quite short chapter. Sorry but it's pretty hectic now. And writer's block, let's not forget about that. *sigh* So, any feedbacks, suggestions, pointers? Review, then. And if you think you've got some great ideas to share with me, don't hesitate to PM me.

Oh, and when you review, say whose side you're on : PercyXAnnabeth or PercyXKatniss. I could make a poll but I'm pretty much too lazy to do it..which is weird.

My name (Bautista) got mentioned in Law and Order : SVU (S14) Weeeewoooo….lol