Alice's POV

It had been a week since Winter break had started and I was just woken up by Percy, who had just gotten home from Jason's'.

"Alice! Wake up! It's noon!" He shouted in my ear.

"I'm up. I'm up." I groaned to him. A few seconds later I heard the door shut and climbed out of bed and changed out of my pajamas, which was just an oversized t-shirt and short-shorts. I went and took a shower.

After my shower I put on a graphic-tee and a pair of jeans. And walked into the kitchen where my mom had made hot-dogs for lunch, well my breakfast. I ate in silence. I had just finished cleaning my plate and setting it off to the side to dry when I looked at the clock, 1:32.

There was a knock at the door.

"I got it."I said as I walked to the door.

I opened it and there was a man there. He looked around thirty or so, he was about six foot three, black hair, sea green eyes. He had a button down green shirt and a pair of jeans.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Is your mother home?" he asked and smiled. I don't know why, even though I didn't know him, I called for my mom.

"Mom, there's someone at the door for you." I shouted over my shoulder.

"Coming sweetie." She called back.

I stood there studying him for a few seconds before I heard glass shattering behind me. I turned to see my mom staring at the man and a broken plate on the floor.

"Y-y-you can't be here! You can't! You died! You're dead!" she screamed at the man.

"Hey Wise Girl, how ya doin?" The man asked as he opened the door.

"Hey mom what's going on? Why are you screaming?" Percy asked as he walked out of his room.

"Yea why are you screaming woman?" George asked as he too walked into the hall, "OW! What the? Clean this up." He ordered my mom and when she didn't respond he smacked her and said, "Now."

I'm not sure what happened but as my mom fell to the ground the black haired man suddenly became enraged and charged George, who pulled his pistol and aimed it at him. He fired three shots, all of which hit, but for some strange reason the man kept going. He disarmed George and pinned him against the wall of the hallway.

"Don't you ever touch her like that again or you will regret it." The man said pushing George up off the floor.

My mom suddenly came back to her senses and yelled at the man, "PERSEUS JACKSON PUT HIM DOWN, NOW!"

"No! He will not tou-"He started.

"NO EXCUSES! PUT. HIM. DOWN." My mom screamed at him.

He stood there for a second before he said, "Fine." And George dropped to the ground gasping for air.

"Mom do you know him?" Percy and I asked.

"Yes but for now go pack your clothes and anything you're going to want for about a week."She said, her voice wavering as though she was about to cry.

We did as we were told. I grabbed my suitcase from under my bed and started throwing clothes in. once it was sufficiently stuffed with clothes I grabbed my I-pod and walked out of my room and what I saw was extremely shocking; my mom was kissing this man that had nearly killed my step-dad. I coughed and they broke apart.

"Umm?" I asked pointing between them.

"I'll tell you when we get to my old home." She said nodding to the man, who seemed to understand. Just then Percy came out of his room ready to go.

"Annabeth aren't you going to get your stuff?" the man asked.

"Oh right." She said as she went to her room to pack.

It was, to say the least very awkward between the three of us.

"Umm, what should we call you?" I asked the man.

"Hmm, I guess for now you can call me Mr. Jackson." He replied as my mother came out of her room with her things.

We were walking out the door when my mom suddenly stopped, turned around and walked back into the house.

Annabeth's Pov.

As we were walking to Percy's car I suddenly had an idea and rushed back in to the house. I walked over to George, taking off my wedding ring, and through it on his lap. I then went into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen.

Dear George,

You have hit me and threatened my children for the last time. You have a week to grab you crap and get out. If you aren't gone by the I will have Percy, the man who almost killed you, kick you out.

Sign, your former wife,

Annabeth Chase

I left the note on his lap and exited the house with a smile on my face.

Alice's POV

She came out a few seconds later and I think we all had a confused look on our faces because she just held up her left hand, and where her wedding band was, was now bare.

We walked to Mr. Jackson's car. It was pretty nice. He opened the door for my mom, who smiled and got in. He closed the door and grabbed her suitcase.

"Here let me get those for you." He said to me and Percy. He took our stuff and put them in the trunk as we got in then he got in himself.

"Mom where are we going?" Percy asked.

"You'll see Percy." She replied and somehow she knew the man was going to ask something because she said, "Not now Seaweed Brain." And then we were off.

About an hour later Mr. Jackson started talking.

"Annabeth?"

"Hmm?" she replied.

"Do…you think we could stop by my mom's place, I haven't exactly told her yet." He asked.

"You haven't told her yet!? You're going to give her a heart attack Percy." My mom screamed at him, "And yes, we can."

So about twenty minutes later and a trip into Manhattan we came to an apartment building. We all got out and went inside. We climbed the stairs to the third floor and knocked on a door. A few seconds later a woman in her forties or fifties opened the door. She had brown hair and eyes, an apron over a flowery dress. As soon as she saw Mr. Jackson she dropped the plate of food she was holding.

"Hey mom, how are you?" He asked giving her a hug. She started crying. As soon as they broke apart she started yelling for someone in the back of the apartment.

"Paul! Paul! Come quick!" she yelled.

"Sally what wrong?" he asked running from the back room.

"Hey Paul, what's up?" Mr. Jackson asked the man. He looked about the same age as Sally, and was wearing a black polo and jeans.

"P-percy?" he asked. Mr. Jackson just nodded. And then they hugged. And invited us in.

For the next hour Mrs. Blofis served us some blue cookies, weird, and Mr. Jackson explained where he was for the last twelve years. Apparently he was in a coma after a terrible accident and was the only survivor. With one last hug and kiss from his parents we left to go to mom's old home.

The rest of the ride was quiet and after about two hours, thank you New York traffic, we came to a hill in the middle of nowhere.

"Mom there's nothing here."Percy said.

"You haven't told them?" Mr. Jackson asked my mom.

"No, I was planning on it this summer." She replied as Mr. Jackson got our stuff out of the trunk and we started walking up the hill, until my mom stopped us.

"Alice, Percy do you guys know of the Greek gods?" she asked and we nodded, "Well they are real and so is everything else monsters, the myths, everything."

"Hypothetically speaking, if they really do exist, what does that have to do with us?" I asked.

"Everything, since you are, after all, children of two of the most powerful demigods of the century." She said.

"WHAT! Wait? Does this mean, what I think it means?" Mr. Jackson asked. My mom somehow knew what he was talking about and she nodded. "Then that means these kids-"he pointed to me and Percy, "Are mine?" he asked. I whipped my head to my mom and she was nodding.

"Mom, is he really our dad?" Percy asked. My mom just nodded.

I saw a flurry of emotions pass over Mr. Jacksons' face, Happiness, sadness, disappointment and so many more, then nothing. His face just stopped showing any emotion at all.

"I-I have to go think." He said as he went toward the beach. My mom immediately dropped to the ground and began crying.

Suddenly a man with furry legs came over.

"Annabeth, what's wrong? "He asked kneeling next to my mom. Ok seriously confused now, I thought.

"You just told him, didn't you?" she only nodded so he continued, "I feel what he's going through Annabeth, he's happy that he has children, but he's more upset and disappointed that he couldn't be there to help raise them, to be with them when they needed a dad. The best thing you can do now is to go talk to him." He concluded.

After a few minutes my mom got up and said, "Grover, take care of my kids and give them a tour. I'll go talk to Percy." She said as she walked off in the same direction.