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Annabeth's POV:

I was soaking in my wonderful bathtub when I heard a loud, long knock on the door. That could only be one person. And that one person only knocks like that when she's angry.

"I'm taking a bath, Miranda!" I yelled, annoyed.

"I don't care! I have to talk to you!" she demanded.

"Fine. Come in." I said. I'm glad I raised my child right to know not to just barge in on someone in the bathroom.

A very angry looking Miranda came stomping in, and slammed the door hard.

"What's with the mad face?" I asked.

"Why didn't you tell me my daddy is Percy?" she yelled, really, really loudly.

"Ssh!" I hissed.

"Who told you that?" I asked, my eyes wide.

"I have my resources," she said, with that devious little smile of hers, but then it was replaced with a scowl again.

"That is top secret information," I said, smiling. I think I know where she got her ways from.

"Maybe I could tell him…" she said, slowly walking backwards. I was being blackmailed by my five year old daughter.

"No!"

"Then tell me!"

"You're grandparents, as you know, my mother is Athena, and your father's dad is Poseidon, and they didn't want him to know, because they want him to lead a normal life."

"Ohh…" she said.

"So, when a god or goddess tells you not to do something, I don't think you want to disobey them, right? Especially if it's both of them."

"Ok. I'll keep my mouth shut… for now," she said.

"Miranda-," but I was cut off when she walked out, slamming the door. My daughter is something else.

Miranda's POV:

Ha! I totally got the information I needed! Except for my dad's last name. I think it's my last name, because my mom's last name is Chase, and my last name is Jackson.

Anyway, I didn't even know who Percy was. She thinks I will really listen to her! Athena and Poseidon told her not to tell Percy, not me!

So, I have to go on an adventure for a Percy Jackson tomorrow. No problem. But I'm tired. I'm going to go have my shower and then crawl into my bed.

Percy's POV:

I heard muffled yelling from another room. This is all I made out:

"…have my resources," I heard someone small say.

"That is top secret information," I heard Annabeth say.

"Maybe I could tell him…" the little girl's voice said.

"No!" Annabeth said.

"Then tell me!" The little girl said.

And, then, by that time I was already asleep.

I was dreaming I was in a beautiful apartment. A blonde girl with curly hair was sitting in a rocking chair, rubbing her belly. I realized that girl was Annabeth. She looked no more than three months pregnant. Her phone started ringing, and she answered it.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Hey! How's the pregnancy?" I heard someone on the other line. It was Thalia. She knew?

"It's going fine. I'm seven months, about to turn eight next week." Annabeth said into the phone. She didn't look seven months pregnant.

"That's good," I heard Thalia say.

"Well I better go," Annabeth said. "I need to go visit Sally. She said that she wanted to see how I've been." My mom knew? Everyone knew Annabeth had a kid but me?

"Bye, girl." Thalia said.

"Bye." Annabeth said, pressing the end button.

Then the dream shifted.

I was in a hospital. Annabeth was sitting on a hospital bed, in a hospital dress, looking like she would break down any moment.

"I'm sorry. There may be nothing we could do. She was born at only seven months, Ms. Chase." A very tall and lean doctor said.

"How long will you have to keep her?" asked Annabeth, holding the bridge of her nose.

"Just three weeks." The doctor said.

"That's not too bad." Annabeth said.

"You're actually pretty lucky that Miranda didn't die when you had your C-Section." The doctor said.

"I know. Thanks so much, Dr. Martinez." Annabeth said.

"Your welcome. You must have been blessed."

"You have no idea," Annabeth said under her breath.

"You should go home, Annabeth. Get lots of rest. And you can't go to work for the next two months. Maybe the baby's father could help you recover, that would be a great help," the doctor said.

Annabeth started sobbing.

"I-I'm sorry. I wish you the best," the doctor said, quickly before walking out.

"Thank you, Mom, for letting Miranda get born well," Annabeth prayed. "I know it's a lot to ask, but could you make sure she is safe, and healthy?"

The dream shifted one last time.

I was back in the apartment again, and Annabeth was in the rocking chair again. This time, she was rocking a baby with a head full of black hair. She was feeding it a bottle. I assumed this was Miranda. Miranda's sea green eyes stared up at Annabeth, and Annabeth smiled. It looked like a mixed emotions kind of smile; sad, pained, happy, excited.

"I wish your father could see you," Annabeth said to Miranda. "He would just adore you. He loved children." Miranda cooed in response.

I woke up to someone shaking me. I squinted my eyes, trying to see in the dark.

"Mommy?" I heard a voice ask.

"Umm… what?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I always get confused in this big house.

"No, it's alright," I said, realizing it was Miranda. "Come, sit, what's wrong?"

"No thanks. I don't know you all that well. I'm going to go find my mommy's room. Wait… what's your name?"

"Percy," I said.

"Last name?"

"Jackson?" I asked, more like a question as to why she was asking me that question.

Miranda gasped loudly. She climbed on my bed and tackled me in a hug. I was confused.

"I finally found you!" she said.

"Why have you been looking for me? What for?" I asked.

"Because you're my daddy, of course! My mommy always said you were a seaweed brain." She said, still hugging me tight. I hugged her back.

At that moment, everything seemed to fit into pieces. She looked like me. She acted like me. Annabeth didn't want to say Miranda's last name. Chiron had a gleam in his eye when he talked about Miranda. Miranda didn't have a father. Until now.

"I love you," she said, yawning.

"I love you, too." I said, although I still barely knew her. We still have lots of time for that. My eyes started to feel heavy again. When I closed my eyes, all I remembered after that was Miranda was hugging me, asleep, and I was smiling.

Awwww! There you guys have it! The chapter you have all been waiting for! But the story doesn't end there! There is still more to it! Percabeth to come in later chapters! Please review! Hope you guys enjoyed!