Yay! Another chapter! This happened at the end of The Lightning Thief, when the Chases came to pick Annabeth up from camp. This isn't how it was written in the book, R&R!

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Fredrick's POV

"Helen, honey?" I walked around the house looking for my wife. I bent down so I could be at Matt and Bobby's height. "Hey guys. Do you know where your mother is?" They both shrugged, but thankfully, Helen came walking through the door.

"You needed me?" she asked, carrying one of the twins' toys.

"Yeah, uhh, there was a letter," I said, hoping she wouldn't ask who it was from.

"From who?" Great. Just my luck.

"Annabeth." Her expression didn't change, but I could tell the hate in her eyes.

"Come on, honey. We can at least read what she wrote." She reluctantly agreed and walked over to the dining table, with Matt and Bobby following behind her. I carefully opened the letter, scared of what the envelope might contain.

Dear dad,

I'm sorry for running away. I shouldn't of done that. I just thought that you didn't accept me. With me being a demigod and monsters attacking. But you know I can't help it. I didn't choose to be in life or death situations every three hours. And I really am sorry for that hellhound destroying the house. I honestly didn't know it was following me. But you didn't have to stab it with a knife. It wouldn't have worked anyway. Stainless steel won't do anything to monsters but make them mad. Plus, that was a nice hellhound. It was just hungry. That's why I gave it the steak in the fridge. I didn't know the steak was for a dinner party. And what would you rather have? A house with no dinner party or a dinner party with no house? Exactly. Anyway, the reason I left was because I felt like you didn't want me there with you. The way Helen looked at me when I cleaned my knife from the blood. The way the twins plugged their noses and said I smelled like monsters. The way you played along with it when everyone said your only daughter was a freak.

I could see the parts where Annabeth's tears fell on the page, the ink bleeding together. I continued reading.

I want you to know that you can't help who I am. I am what I am. A demigod. Though I ran away from you, I can't run away from myself. I can't just run away from monsters. I have to stand my ground and fight. Not just leave and pretend like nothing happened. It makes me feel weak and useless if I can't fight. I just hope you'll be able to accept what I am, the way I accepted it. Please think about it and write back. I miss you and I wish you would be able to bring me back in your arms.

Your half-blood daughter,

Annabeth

"Fredrick, please don't tell me you're going to let that disturbed girl into our house, where she going to bring monsters. The boys are even scared of the mythical monsters that hide under their beds. Think about what it'll do to them if there are real monsters attacking them."

"Well, actually Annabeth says those bed monsters aren't going to hurt them. They're actually very peaceful, human-loving monsters."

"Fredrick! Focus! I don't care if those monsters are real. The point is that we are not letting that girl back into our house!"

"Helen, come on. You read the letter. She's sorry. She never meant to do any of those things. I'm letting her come back," I said, getting a piece of paper to write back to her.

"Fine. But don't come crying to me when your precious war planes are destroyed by some hungry hellhound."

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Annabeth's POV

"Come on, Percy. If you don't start packing now, you won't get home before your mom does. Then you can't surprise her," I said. We've been sword-fighting at the camp borders. He smirked.

"Oh, you know that isn't the only reason you want to stop fighting. You're excited to see your dad again." I was going to tell him off, then I gave in.

"And nervous. What will my stepmom do? Ohhh." Without knowing, I started pacing, twiddling with my fingers.

"Hey, Wise Girl," He grabbed my shoulder, stopping me, "Chill. Your dad wouldn't say you could live with them if he thought it wouldn't work out. Now . . . Round one," he smiled, pulling out his sword. I rolled my eyes at him and took out my knife. I was so wrapped up in the fight I didn't even notice who was coming up the hill.

"Get away from my daughter!" My dad then had Percy in a headlock. Percy's hands flew up to his neck. He was careful not to stab my dad with Riptide, though Percy knew it would pass right through him. Percy bit his lip.

"Your dad?" I nodded, embarrassed.

"Dad, he's my friend. Let him go."

"Then why were you fighting?"

"Cause we're supposed to? We train here, dad. What do you think they teach us here? How to make baskets?" He let go of Percy, who ran to my side, rubbing his neck.

"What do you learn then?" Matthew asked, not impressed.

"How to fight monsters. I thought I told you this already."

"Well, I don't even think you're that good," Matt crossed his arms.

Percy scoffed. "Are you kidd-" I interrupted him by putting my hand over his mouth.

"Why don't you go over to the climbing wall and try not to die from burning?"

"Fine." Matthew tried walking through the gates. I bit back a laugh when he hit his head on the invisible force that kept mortals out. Percy patted my shoulder.

"Nice one," he whispered, laughing quietly. Then I heard a distant calling.

"Debby! Debby! Ugh! Where are you?" Silena came into view.

"Silena, what happened?" She looked frustrated.

"I was helping Charlie with his pegasus flying when our pegasus flew away. Can you guys help me?"

"Wait." Percy held up his hand for silence. Then he walked over to a nearby bunch of trees. They were so thick that you couldn't even see past them. He pulled out a beautiful white pegasus, its wings flapping. "Come on Debby. It's okay," He gave the flying horse to Silena. "She said she was just hungry. She was looking for food. She also said that she wants sugar cubes. But don't feed them anymore than two a day. Otherwise it makes them gassy."

My dad whispered in my ear, "'Said'?"

"Yeah, Percy's dad, Poseidon created horses. He can talk to them." I could see in my dad's face that he was trying to put it in his head that this is normal. My mom just looked at my friends and I like we're crazy.

"Annabeth, are you ready to go or what?" Helen asked, irritated. She pulled Matt away from the gates so he wouldn't get a concussion.

"I just need to take off my armor." I ran back inside camp to get my stuff. Then I turned around. Percy was standing there awkwardly as my family stared at him like they were examining him. Checking if he was good enough for me to be friends with. Bobby started going for Percy's sword, but Percy quickly turned it into a pen, leaving them speechless. I ran back to him and grabbed him by the arm, pulling him back. He stumbled a little bit, but I could tell he was grateful to be away from my family's creepy stares.

"Your stepmom seems . . . scary," he said, looking back at them.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

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"I'm ready!" I called as I walked to the gates. Percy ran up to my side as I started loading my bags in the back of the minivan. "Hey, Percy. Can you tell Chiron I'm leaving?"

"No need. I'm here." I saw Chiron trotting to us with a big smile on his face. Bobby looked over.

"Pony!" He yelled, amazed.

"I don't see why everyone thinks I'm a pony. I have a human's head, right?" I nodded, laughing. "Annabeth, I can't believe you're finally leaving camp for the year. I know you're ready." He held his arms out for a hug. I wrapped my arms around Chiron.

"You know you've always been like a second dad to me," I said when my dad was out of hearing range.

"Oh, Annabeth. Take this. It's a few Drachmas, just in case you want to come back to camp." He handed me a small black pouch with a picture of a lightning bolt on the front, just like the bead we got this summer. I smiled.

"Thanks." Chiron gave me one last hug and trotted off to teach his archery class. I tucked the pouch in my bag and turned to Percy. "Bye, Percy."

"Bye, hey I-M me anytime. I'll miss you." He pulled me into a tight hug. I saw my stepmom get out of the car and she was about to say something, until she saw us saying goodbye.

"Miss you, too. Promise you'll keep in touch."

"Promise. Who knows? We just might get another quest next summer."

I smiled. "Definitely."

"And if things don't work out with your dad, my mom will be more than willing to let you stay with us. Then you can kick my butt for making you write that letter," he laughed.

"Thanks, Percy." I pulled away and took my pouch out of my bag. I took Percy's hand and poured ten Drachmas into it. "Don't forget to call."

"You know I can't believe you're brave enough to go home for the year."

"I'm not going home. I'm leaving it."

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There's chapter 2! I know there's not much Percabeth in this one, but I still like it. I think there'll be more Percabeth in the next one. Chao for now!