Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians

A/N: I couldn't just stand back and do nothing while I got 3 people demanding a sequel or a second chapter could I? Very ooc from Paul just so you know. Also the woman= Sally, the boy= Percy.

Chapter 2

Dark ending:

Paul was currently in a bar, drinking some alcohol. He wasn't really a drinker but you can say that this was a... Special occasion. A bad special occasion you could say. He had lost the woman he loved, to Ancient Greek myths that were real to Sall- No. He couldn't even think her name without downing another cup of whisky, and getting even more drunk than he already was. And he thought that it was all because of the boy. He remembered Sall- That woman saying that she had married another man, Gabe Ugliano, and she just did that because of the boy. Ah, there was the problem/reason that the woman had broken up with him. Maybe, she was just pretending that the boy was right and was now crying for the entirely wrong reason.

Yes, that was probably the reason. Paul would go there tomorrow and knock again, after all, the boy had swimming practice tomorrow so he could approach her tomorrow, and she would come back to him like a damsel in distress for sure! At least that's what he thought.

Paul got up from the chair and walked to the door of the bar while fighting to keep balance. God. What a mess he'd made out of himself, but soon- tomorrow in fact, everything would be alright. He made it to his car and collapsed in the front seat. At least he made it that far. Now the only thing he had to do was drive home, and everything would be alright. He vomited all over the car and rubbed his head. Screw not driving while you're drunk, he thought, I'm driving home.

So that's why, minutes later, Paul crashed his Prius into a pole, and his car made a groaning sound. He wasn't one to swear but a loud 'shit' came out of his mouth as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and became unconscious.

Being in a bar, in the bad neighborhood was a bad idea. Everyone was being really friendly as they ignored the crashed car and person inside it and continued walking on as if nothing happened.

The sun had risen when Paul finally snapped awake. He expected himself to be in a white hospital and his car being fixed in insurance but no luck. He was still in his damaged car that had no insurance, but at least he was now sober. He had wanted to do something... Go somewhere... Sally! He had wanted to go to Sally! He revved up the engine and was glad it still worked. Speeding up his car, he could see that the front of his car was broken and was bouncing up and down. Right after he'd get the love of his life back, he'd sort his life out. And fix his car.

When he arrived at Sally's house, he completely forgot about his appearance and without hesitating, knocked on the door, thinking that Sally would answer it. He thought wrong. Percy opened the door slowly.

Paul gulped as Percy was about to slam the door in his face but he stuck his foot out at the last minute.

"I just want to talk!" Paul protested. "Just let me talk to your mother."

"Have you been drinking?" Percy ignored Paul's pleads and asked him another question rather incredulously.

"Just let me talk to your mother Percy!" Paul suddenly shouted.

"Well she doesn't want to talk to you." Percy said venomously and was about to slam the door again when Sally came, and stopped him.

"Paul what do you want." Sally asked neutrally.

"Mom, he's been drinking!" Percy interrupted.

It seems like Percy lost his respect for Paul yesterday.

"Let him talk Percy." Sally said, but even she looked a bit hesitant.

"Sally," Paul wasted no time talking. "Do you really want to play along with your son's games? Do you really believe the Ancient Greek myths-"

SLAM! Just when Paul said myths, Percy slammed the door in his face.

"He's been drinking mom. He yelled at me. I told you, just like a second Gabe in the house."

A/N: And here's an alternate ending which is happier.

Happy ending:

Paul was currently sitting in his house while reading a book to ease his mind with all the drama that's been going on. He had three options:

1: Go back to Sally and believe her and Percy.

Or

2: Go get another woman and be depressed.

And finally

3: Live alone.

Paul was siding with options number two and three, but something in his mind told him that the first option was the better one. He thought back to all the things Percy had told him: His first quest, his pen that transformed into a sword, saying Zeus's smelly socks', and having a ten foot wave wash over them, and somehow managing not to be wet.

It seemed unbelievable at that time, but now that Paul thought about it, things made sense. Why the weather was so strange, and always unpredictable, and how that volcano erupted so suddenly. And just like that, he knew what to do. He grabbed his coat from the coat hanger and got in his car, revving up the engine and putting the windshield wipers on. It was raining, but it wasn't that late.

Paul drove a little bit faster than he usually drove in order to get there as quickly as possible. He put his foot on the gas and honked while another car got in his way.

"Come on!" Paul yelled to no one on particular as a roadblock occurred out of nowhere.

30 minutes later...

"Finally!" Paul yelled in triumph as the roadblock removed.

Paul sped up over the speed limit, but since everyone else was doing it, he didn't really care. No cops came, as he screeched down to a stop when he arrived at the Jackson residence. He heaved a breath, and hoped they would accept him back.

Paul took another deep breath, before opening his car door, placed something in his pocket, and walked quickly to the residence. He knocked on the door, while hoping to the gods -yes he believed in them now- that the Jacksons would accept him. Thinking about it, he mentioned it before, but this time, he made sure that he said gods. With an s at the end. With all that thinking, he didn't notice footsteps come to the door.

It was Percy and Sally in the doorway. Percy had opened the door but the love of his life was still there.

"What do you want Paul?" Percy sighed, while glaring at him.

"I-I want to apologize." Paul stuttered the first word but went on confidently. "I want to tell you something."

"And?" Percy raised his eyebrow.

"I wanted to tell you something. Both of you. I've thought about it, a-and I know normal people might not believe, but I do. They're not myths. They're real. I know now. And I just wanted to ask you something. For Sally actually."

Paul went on one knee, and took out a box with a ring inside it. The ring was an emerald, sea green in color, with a mixture of blue in it. In other words, it was beautiful.

"I'm not going to say anything cheesy, but just say it out loud. Sally Jackson will you marry me?"

No words were exchanged, but anyone could tell by Sally's face what she was going to say. Percy smiled for his mother, as she spoke her next word.

"YES!" Sally yelled in delight, and hugged Paul fiercely.

A/N: It's ooc I know. And I hope you people like these two endings. What ending did you like the best? Please tell me what you think, or if you like this!