To my readers, this fanfic takes place after the Last Olympian. It has nothing to do with The Lost Hero. I don't own these characters Rick Riordan does. Hope you enjoy!

I had to get out of here, actually I should have done it way sooner, and in the past I would have. I guess things had changed ever since he had gone missing maybe I got a little weaker but I had to be strong now. I placed my sleeping daughter in her car seat she looked so sweet and peaceful she was only six years old and my pride and joy. She looked like an angel; it was if what happened an hour earlier was just a nightmare. I shut the back door and jumped into the front seat of the car, throwing mine and her bags on the passenger seat. I adjusted the review mirror and caught a glimpse of my bruised cheek and eye. I could still feel the pain from my split lip as well. I didn't look back at the small house I had been living in for four years of my life, I didn't have time to look back I had to look forward from now on.

I was driving for about four hours, it was now midnight and although I knew where I was going I wasn't sure if this piece of shit car would make it there. It had been having some problems and driving from California to New York was an incredibly long drive, but I couldn't afford air fair and I needed to get out of that house as quick as possible. I'll make it work I mean I had done this trip before on the quest with Percy and Grover when we where 12 so this was so simple. Ava was still asleep so that was a plus.

Just then I heard it a strange noise from the engine of the car and it began to slow which soon enough that changed and became it stopping all together. "Shit…" I muttered to myself. I put the car in park, making sure to put on my blinkers, and got out to check the engine. Of course being on a dark abandoned stretch of road made it nearly impossible to see the engine let alone find the problem with it. "What do I do….what do I do," I paced in front of my car. I needed to get to New York and now I didn't have a car…fucking perfect. "Annabeth you've been in worse situations you can solve any problem," I gave myself a pep talk. Just then I saw the light of a car. I watched as it slowed down and pulled aside of my car.

"Having car troubles?" A voice asked. I couldn't really see his face as he leaned over the passenger seat to talk to me.

"Yeah could you see if you can help a girl out?" I know normally I wouldn't be this trusting to someone I just met especially with being a demigod and all but I needed the help and I had my knife on me just incase.

"Sure," he pulled his car in front of mine and put it in park. "Okay let me see if I can't fix it up for you." He had a flash light in hand and began looking over my engine. While he was doing this I checked on Ava who was still sleeping soundly. "I found the problems," he called over to me.

"Problems as in more then one," I asked as I made my way back over.

"Sadly yes," he informed me. I let out a sigh as I ran my hand thru my blonde wavy hair. "I could get technical with you but in short terms there are like four major problems and will be a lot of cash to fix them."

"This fucking sucks," I groaned. "How am I supposed to get where I'm going, I can't be here. Shit…shit…shit." I started pacing again. I was getting panicky; I needed to get to New York. I mean it was only a matter of time before my now ex-boyfriend would be looking for me and or something would sniff me out as a Demigod and attack. My only chance was to make it to New York as quick as possible.

"Hey…hey calm down I can help you out," he informed me. "Where are you going maybe I can get you there or if not that then part of the way." I looked at him questionably. "I want to help you that's all."

"New York City," I told him, "I understand if you can only get me so far I mean it's a long drive, like three and a half days to be exact and that's without stopping."

A smile came across his face, "Well Miss it's your lucky day because it just so happens I'm trying to get to New York City as well."

"Oh my god," I laughed happily this man was my angel. "You are a life saver thank you so much."

"Well we have a long drive a head of us do you have anything in your car you need to get?" he questioned.

"Yeah my two bags, my daughter and her car seat," I told him. "I'll need you to grab the car seat since she's sleeping."

"Sure thing," he replied. I went to the car and opened up the back door. I picked up Ava who was still sleeping and the man grabbed the car seat we put her in the back of his car and I grabbed my bags. Before I left I wrote a note and put it in the windshield telling who ever finds it how to get it back to my Ex.

We drove in silence for a while but it was a comfortable silence. Finally it was broken, "So who am I escorting to New York," he asked me.

"Anna," I told him. It slipped actually I hated that name but my Ex, Benny, always called me that so I guess it just slipped from my lips after being called that for so long. I took my mistake as a plus though; I mean although I was thankful for this helpful man, who was he to know my real name. "My daughter is named Ava. Speaking of knowing names who are you?"

"My name is…Jackson," I noted his hesitation. Why did I seem to think he was lying about his name, then again I was kind of as well, and who was I to have to know if it was his real name or not.

"Well it's nice to meet you Jackson," I told him with a smile, "and thanks again."

"It's no problem really," he responded, "and it's very nice to meet you as well."

Hope you like it! I'll update as soon as I can. (: