A/N: So, this chapter, believe it or not, is inspired by something I did at this age, amazingly and I'm thanking God for it. But when I was seven months old, I knew how to walk.

So...I think you can see where this is going for this granddaughter of Athena. ;]

Me: Homework needs to be done...Gone With the Wind needs to be read...I need sleep...I...need...to say the...discl...zzzzzzz *lays head down on HQ laptop*

K: *gasp* I'll do it! She doesn't own PJO!

Me: *mumbles in sleep*

Annabeth's POV

"Percy, can you go to the store for me?" I asked, looking at the TV screen. Percy had had the day off today, whereas I hadn't.

He sat there, watching Finding Nemo with Hayley, a movie in which he'd recently got her addicted to. Not that I minded - it truly was a good movie. "What?" He asked, looking at me.

I rolled my eyes. "We're almost out of Hayley's favorite brand of animal crackers, Seaweed Brain. We need some more."

"What difference does it make what brand it is?" He asked, placing the now pouting Hayley on her pallet and standing up. I smiled and handed him his car keys and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"It's just does. Trust me," I said as Percy headed for the door, about to leave, when I called behind him, "Thank you!"

He rolled his eyes and closed the door, leaving me an Hayley all alone to ourselves. "Wanna go in the kitchen, Hales? So we're closer to Mama's office?"

She frowned up at me. "Buh' Daddy and I 'posed to watch Neeemo."

I paused the movie and picked her up, seeing as how she couldn't walk yet, and took her into the kitchen. "We'll watch it with Daddy when he gets back from the store, okay?"

Her frown deepened, but she nodded, "O'tae, Mommy."

A few minutes went by, and the six month old Hayley sat in her high chair, chewing contently on one of those squishy-rings. She had started teething a few weeks ago, and had been biting on that thing ever since.

"Ma'da?" She asked, drawing me back from the book I currently had my nose stuck in to.

"Yes, Moon?" I replied, setting the book down witht he page open so I wouldn't loose my place.

"I'd hund'ry."

"Really? What do you want?"

She seemed to think it over for a moment, and I could see those little wheels turning in her mind. She truly was smart, wasn't she?

"Aminal c'ackers." Hayley finally said, going back to chewing on her ring-toy. I smiled and stood from the stool to get what she wanted, when my phone rang in my office. I looked at her saddly.

"Give Mama a minute, okay?"

She nodded. "O'tae momma."

Running off to my office, I didn't expect her to do anything. But, boy was I wrong.

Third Person POV

As her mother ran off, the six-month-old's stomach growled. She really was hungry, and wanted nothing more than just a few animal crackers to satisfy her. Suppose I could walk, she thought intently, although she knew in herself if would be months if even up to a year before she could say it out loud. Like Momma does. Hayley examined the board which kept her from leaving her spot.

How to get out is the main question, she thought, looking around without much luck. Perhaps a screwdriver or wrench? But niether was in her reach. Maybe I could squeeze out? Hayley put her hands on the sides of the high-chair, trying to nudge herself out. That didn't work, either.

She huffed, frustrated. She hated pulling out the Plan C Card. Hated it.

But she knew it was the only way to get out of the chair. Mustering up energy, and preparing her lungs, Hayley released a scream that echoed around the house. She made tears follow and continued to wail.

Annabeth, hearing the cry, ran from her office with a phone pressed tight to her ear. "What's the matter, sweetie?" She asked, taking her out of the high-chair. Hayley's cries stumbled to a wimper as she pointed at the ground.

"D'wn!" She squealed. "D'wn!" Annabeth grinned and, taking her to the living room first, placed her on her pallet, and then left to go back to her work.

"No, we don't have enough - I don't care what he says - but - no, I'm the designer. Do what I say, got it?" She said, having a sperate conversation with one of her workers as she re-entered her office.

Hayley dismissed it as such, and rolled around on the pallet. She, honestly - no matter how smart she was - had no idea how to get to her feet. She'd seen Annabeth do it a million times - how hard could it be?

I have to crawl first, she finally decided. And then I can get to my feet.

With determination that came from Athena's side of the family, Hayley experimented with this theory for several minutes, most of the times ending up on her bottom and shrieking every time she did so.

It surely isn't this hard for Momma and Daddy...she thought angrily, looking around for something to pull herself up on. It's just like getting on the couch. She told herself. Just lift youself up.

Crawling like one of her Uncle Zeus' lightning bolts, she made way for the couch, placing both of her elbows and forearms on the couch's cushions. She pulled her feet up underneath her, and stood, still gripping the couch as she bobbled slightly, her balance unnerving to herself and the world around her.

Hayley felt like she was going to fall, but pushed that thought to the back of her expanding mind. She took a deep breath, released it, and then let go off the couch, closing her eyes tightly.

Positive she was going to fall, she braced for impact but nothing happened. Hayley cracked her eyes open, glancing around. She was still standing.

Hayley giggled with happiness and clapped her little hands as she dared to turn and take a step. She moved! Hayley giggled some more, continuing a step-by-step motion, making it to the kitchen faster than she had expected.

Laughing manically, she placed both hands on the fridge's front, and opened the door by standing on her tip-toes. Her stomach rumbled as she scooted out of the way of the fridge, seeing her animal crackers on the very bottom shelf. Today was just her lucky day, Hayley thought smuggly, taking the box and yanking it open with her fist.

She didn't realize she had left the door to the fridge open, as she tottled back to Annabeth's office. "'ook, M'da!" She squealed, biting into a cracker. "'ook!"

"What is it Hay - " Annabeth paused, starring wide eyed at her six-month-old daughter, standing and walking into the room with ease, eating her animal crackers peacefully.

"Oh, my God!" Annabeth said, smiling like a lunatic and dropping the phone, a muffled voice still asking questions on the opposite end. "Look at you," she mused, squating down to meet the little girl in the eyes. "You're growing up so fast."

Hayley smiled with pride. "I m'ow, M'da! I m'ow!"

Annabeth laughed lightly. "Know." She corrected. Hayley just rolled her eyes and continued to munch on her crackers, until a strong voice came from the kitchen,

"Why is the fridge wide open?"

"Daddy!" Hayley sqeaked, running from Annabeth's office and into the kitchen, where she met her dad with open arms. Percy smiled down at her, and then looked at Annabeth.

"How many months old is she again?"

"Six," Annabeth sighed happily, looking at Hayley before closing the fridge.

"Seems like three weeks." mumbled Percy, picking Hayley up. She smiled wide at him, and that's when he saw a glint of white on her bottom jaw. He smiled at her, and then said to Annabeth, "First steps is not the only thing she got today."

"Huh?" Annabeth asked, coming to stand beside him. He pointed to where Hayley had two new little teeth, in the very front of her bottom jaw.

Annabeth laughed, leaning into Percy. "She's a little me." Percy smirked.

"She is," and then kissed Annabeth on the lips. As always, Hayley began to laugh uncontrolably, finding this the funniest thing in the world. But Annabeth and Percy didn't care this time.

When she and Percy broke apart, Annabeth kissed Hayley's forehead, and together they all did a family-group hug.

"Animal crackers do make a difference," Annabeth said, when a sudden realization hit her. "I'm on a conference call!" And then she ran back to her office. Percy just smiled as he watched her go, and took Hayley to the living room, sitting down and watching Finding Nemo for the umpteenth time with his little girl.

Okay, so, I had no idea how to end this, take the sappy ending as is, please.

Hope you enjoyed, sorry if it isn't good. I honestly tried. :P

~Future