Chapter 13

Annabeth followed the others towards a table. They arrived right at nine. None of the tables were booked or occupied but the front table was reserved for certain people. There was a buffet off to the side and in front was a stage with a DJ. The music was very loud, but not so loud you had to yell to hear each other.

The tables were in a large circle itself. In the middle people were dancing and having fun. They sat down at a table and claimed the chairs by draping their jackets over them. The tables held twenty people and there was only eight of them so there was plenty of room left. After people came on stage and greeted the guests, people got up to get food. At half-past nine, Annabeth turned to Reyna.

"Where's the restroom?"

Reyna shrugged and pointed to the massive beach house about ten feet away. "Probably in there."

Annabeth nodded. "Be right back." She got up and walked in through the back door. She was led to the living room. On the wall in the living room was a large fireplace. On the ledge above, were photos. She got on her tip-toes and looked at one. There were nine people in the photo. Six of them had their arms wrapped around each other and were sitting on the floor. They were all little kids. A blonde boy with blue eyes, a little girl about six with her curly hair in two braids, a girl with long black hair and olive skin, a boy with the same olive skin, a girl with short black hair and the same blue eyes as the first boy and a boy with green eyes and black hair. Behind them was the famous Zeus, Poseidon and Hades Olympian—the big three. Annabeth smiled slightly. It was almost as if this shows that the Olympians have a heart.

"Can I help you?"

Annabeth jumped and turned around. A man stood there watching her cautiously. She stood up straight.

"You're the boy in the picture."

He raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"Uh," Annabeth unconsciously tried to reach for her hair to twirl but quickly lowered her arm. "The, the picture. You're…the little boy."

He walks towards her and Annabeth took a tentative step back.

He pointed. "This picture?"

Annabeth stared at him. He, again, raised an eyebrow. Annabeth looked at the picture he was pointing at. It was him, but he was probably two years old. He was playing in a pool. Behind him outside of the kiddie pool was Poseidon smiling. Annabeth shook her head.

"No." She grabbed his hand and moved it to the right. "This one."

He smiled slightly.

"If that's not you, then he must be your son."

He shook his head, "No, it's me. I do have a kid, though."

Realizing her hand was still on his, she moved it away. "Um…" Her eyes scanned the photo as she tried not to blush. "Hey," Annabeth pointed at the picture. "That's Bianca." Her finger shifted. "And Hazel."

"How do you know them?"

"How do you?" Annabeth countered.

He pointed to the picture. "They're my cousins."

"When I went to the mall yesterday, they were working as photographers," Annabeth explained.

"You could tell it's them from a picture taken years ago?" The man asked. He raised an eyebrow.

"Um," she fumbled with a bracelet on her wrist. "I'm a good observer?" She thought it would sound creepy if she said that she just… simply knew I was them.

He sighed, "What are you doing anyways?"

Annabeth continued to play with her bracelet. "I didn't mean to look, I was just looking for the bathroom."

The man pointed down a hallway, "Down there, second door on your left."

She thanked him and hurried away. That was embarrassing. When she was done she came back out to see him laying down on the couch. His eyes were closed.

She tip-toed and leaned over him. "Migraine?" she questioned.

Without opening his eyes he replied, "My head is throbbing." He slowly opened his eyes. Their eyes latched onto each other. Sea green…Annabeth blinked. His eyes widened and he sat up.

"Your eyes."

Annabeth sat down beside him. She wanted to say the same thing. "What about them?"

"They're…just like my girl's."

"Your daughter has grey eyes?"

"No," Percy shook his head. "My daughter has your grey eyes."

Annabeth didn't know what to say. She didn't want to seem like a creep. So she shrugged, "So? They dominate my mom's side of the family. Your daughter's mother and I are probably distant relatives. Who's her mother?"

He cast his eyes down, "She died during childbirth."

"I'm sorry," Annabeth instantly felt guilt wash over her. Sometimes she regrets opening her mouth. "What was her name?"

"I don't—"

The man stopped. He seemed to think for a bit before answering.

"I got in a car crash shortly after and suffered memory loss. I don't remember."

Annabeth nodded. Was that a lie?

"What's your name?" he questioned.

"Annabeth. And yours?"

The boy shook his head. His voice came out very posh, "In the Olympian household we are to introduce ourselves in such a way of surname then both the given name and surname. You may include a title if you may have one or descent."

Annabeth grinned. She mimicked his voice with the English accent, "Sorry, love. The name is Chase, Annabeth Chase."

"It is lovely to meet you Annabeth Chase. I am Jackson, Percy Jackson of Poseidon Olympian and Sally Jackson."

"You took your mother's last name—assuming you don't have a father named Sally and a mother named Poseidon," Annabeth asked in a normal voice.

"I didn't meet my father until I was twelve," Percy explained. "I mean, I met him when I was two but he wasn't…there? I mean, he bought me that pool, but," Percy blushed. "I'm rambling."

Annabeth nodded, "I didn't mean to pry into your life."

"It's fine—I mean, you didn't, you're not." He trailed off and glanced down.

Annabeth played with the hem of her light blue dress. Her eyes caught onto his shoes. Converse. She tried to catch his eye. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yes," Percy paused. "I don't feel like going back out there, though."

Annabeth glanced at a clock on a small wooden table. It was 9:43. "How about at ten we go back out?"

"I don't think I can survive two hours," Percy admitted.

"Okay…" Annabeth thought for a moment. "When you need someone to talk to, come to my table and take me back into here. Then we can talk."

Percy nodded. "Now c'mon, we've got 17 minutes to play Super Smash Bros."

He grabbed her hand and they raced up the stairs.

...

"Where the hell is Percy?" Thalia asked, loud enough for the whole table to hear.

It had been fifteen minutes since he left. It was just about 9:50. Poseidon was still bouncing Olivia. "He's very stressed with Olivia and university. Just give him time."

"I hope he didn't fall asleep," Nico commented.

"Knowing him," Piper paused. "He probably did."

"I give him until 10:15 to get back out here. I'm not going to suffer at this party by myself," Thalia muttered.

Leo, who sat beside her, snickered.

A few minutes later, Percy slipped back into his seat, grinning.

Thalia reached over and pinched him on the arm. He glared at her. "What was that for?"

"Why do you look happy? And ou took a bite of my ice cream."

Percy rolled his eyes, "That was days ago. And am I not allowed to be happy?"

Thalia shrugged. She looked back at the house. "What were you doing in there, anyways?" She jerked a thumb towards the beach house.

"I met this girl," came his simple reply.

Thalia raised an eyebrow, "You walked into the house…and met a girl?"

Percy nodded. "She's pretty good at Super Smash Bros."

Thalia looked at him uncertainly. "You're not hallucinating, are you? You better not be taking drugs! Drugs are for thugs. That's why they rhyme."

Percy rolled his eyes. "I don't do drugs, Thalia. She was as real as Nico's ability to scare people with one look."

"So…not real at all?"

Percy frowned. "That was a bad example. She was real."

Thalia gave Percy a doubtful look as she sipped her soda. "Mmhmm. What was her name?"

"Annabeth."

Thalia's eyes widened and she nearly spit the drink out. Quickly she swallowed and felt for Percy's forehead. "Legit Percy, on a scale of one to ten how real was she?"

Percy swatted her hand away. "100."

"Are you sure it wasn't a memory or a dream?"

"It wasn't."

"Are you sure?"

"100%."

Thalia didn't believe him.

...

Annabeth slipped into her seat. Reyna stared at her but didn't say anything. Finally Annabeth said something. "What?"

Reyna slowly put down her fork. "What took you so long?"

"I had to talk to someone."

"Who?" Rachel asked, apparently also a part of the conversation.

"I was talking to someone, okay? Let it go, guys." Annabeth brushed a piece of hair behind her ear.

She could tell Reyna was still looking at her. Soon after, Silena dragged Beck onto the dance floor and somehow, someway, Travis was dancing with Katie. Annabeth watched them. Also on the floor was a blonde boy with a pretty girl. She had a feather in her hair. Annabeth smiled and turned back to her food. She almost had a feeling that she met Percy before…danced with him. A memory flashed in the back of Annabeth's mind.

Annabeth turned to Reyna. She tapped her arm.

"You know Percy?" Annabeth questioned.

Reyna turned slightly. "Percy Olympian?"

"Uh, sure."

Reyna didn't look that attentive. "What about him?"

"I feel like I know him…I don't know," Annabeth shook her head.

Reyna stared at Annabeth. "How would you know Percy Olympian? No offense."

"I…you know how I lost my memory?" She didn't give Reyna a chance to reply, of course she knew. "Well, I get flashbacks sometimes. And Percy was in a few..."

Reyna turned completely, suddenly interested. "What happened in the flashback?"

"It looked like we were celebrating Christmas."

Reyna sipped a bit of water. "Details Annabeth."

"We were decorating a Christmas tree."

Reyna blinked. "That's it?! Anna, that could mean anything."

Annabeth shrugged.

Reyna sighed. She grabbed Annabeth's hand. "Think about it this way. Don't you think he'd remember you too?"

"I guess."

...

Percy glanced to Annabeth's table. It was now eleven fifteen. Percy held Olivia in his arms as he watched Annabeth make her way towards the buffet table. Percy waited an 8 count before getting up and maneuvering towards the table. Annabeth saw him just before he reached the table and grinned. With Olivia in one arm, he began to put food on a plate with his other hand. Olivia was pressed against his chest. She was now sleeping.

Annabeth and Percy ended up closer. Once close enough Annabeth whispered, "Stalker."

Percy laughed lightly, "Shut up."

Annabeth smiled, "How's it going so far?"

"Fine," Percy said, keeping his eyes on his plate. "I don't want it to look like we're talking. I've got this cousin, Thalia, who is, like, obsessed with me."

Annabeth laughed. "So, are you just trying to escape, or—"

"I have an actual valid excuse to go inside," Percy declared. He moved down and reached for the cheese and crackers.

"Oh yeah, and what is that?" Annabeth countered, grabbing a bundle of grapes.

"I have to put Olivia down."

"Oh," Annabeth said. "Actually valid." She tried not to glance at the little girl tucked into his arm.

"We'll make this swift," Percy muttered, suddenly lowering his voice. "Behind the stage, past the firework set up, then we'll make a mad dash into the back door."

"Or," Annabeth replied. "I'll tell my friends I'm going inside to fix my makeup and you tell your family you have to put your daughter inside."

Percy began to walk towards his table. "The boring way, okay, sure, why not."

...

Percy walked in a minute later. Annabeth stood up from her spot on the couch. "What took you so long?" she demanded.

"I got approached by some girl and she told me I was hot," Percy shuddered.

Annabeth frowned slightly. "Oh."

"It's okay, I got rid of her."

Annabeth nodded. "So, where does your daughter sleep?"

"In my room," Percy answered. He began to head up the stairs and Annabeth followed. She hadn't been in his room before. They played Super Smash Bros in the game room. Percy opened the door to his room.

It was like a wave just swallowed her up. It was big and blue—just like a wave. There was a television with a couch and a couple of beanbags in front of it. Near it was a stack of video games. There was a bed in the corner, a closet, dresser, bathroom and other basic stuff.

Annabeth bit her lip and looked around. This couldn't have been her first time in here. It was just so familiar. She had slept in that bed…

Annabeth walked towards Percy. He had just put the little girl in her crib and he glanced at her.

She slept peacefully.

"You know what I think is weird?" Percy whispered. He and Annabeth were so close, they were nearly touching.

"What?" Annabeth asked. Her eyes were still on the child.

"Olivia looks just like you."

Annabeth couldn't deny it. Her curly hair, her nose, her lips.

"I guess," Annabeth replied. She looked to Percy. "We should go soon. It only takes so long to reapply makeup."

Percy's eyes locked on hers. It was so quiet she could hear his breathing. He slowly leaned down. Annabeth pursed her lips. Was he about to kiss her? Annabeth's eyes searched his big green ones.

But he simply stopped halfway. "Yeah," he looked to a wall. "Let's go."

...

A minute to midnight people began to get excited for the Fourth of July fireworks. At midnight, fireworks were shot into the air. People cheered and hollered as the fireworks were shot into the air. Percy did too but his heart wasn't in it. All he could think about was that Annabeth's eyes were Olivia's but on an adult—just how his friends described Olivia's mother.

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I hope you guys liked it, I added like a thousand words. Also made sure the stupid line breaks showed up cuz last chapter they didn't. -_-

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