Hi guys! This is the last chapter, so I hope it's good. I know I haven't updated in awhile but I think this is worth it. *sings Fifth Harmony's Worth It in head*

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Chapter 28

A house made of modern beige bricks came into view. It had a five car garage and tall windows. The home had a driveway made of stones and a balcony. It also had a large yard.

Percy whistled. "That's a huge house, Annabeth."

Annabeth got out of his car. "I hope you realize you're not the only one with snobby, rich parents," Annabeth muttered.

Along with them in the car was Olivia, Thalia, Nico and Bianca. In Jason's car was Jason, Piper, Leo, Hazel and Frank.

Just as Percy was about to get out of the car too, Annabeth stopped him.

"Could you guys do me a favour?" Annabeth asked carefully.

Percy slowly sank back into his seat.

Annabeth continued. "I need to do this alone—just for now," she added when faces dropped.

Thalia opened her mouth to say something but Annabeth cut her off. "No offense, or anything. I just…my mom will freak if there's this many people." Annabeth looked down at her dress, the one Olivia had chosen. "Besides…I don't remember you guys anyways."

Thalia frowned and sighed.

Percy, on the other hand, shrugged but nodded anyways. "It's okay Annabeth. I don't remember either."

Annabeth nodded, but she knew that was partially a lie. She backed away from the car before turning and running to the front door of her home. Lifting her hand towards the doorknob, she sighed. She ran back towards the car. Percy rolled down the window as he saw her coming.

"Can I take Olivia with me?" Annabeth asked.

Percy nodded, "If you want to." From the back, Olivia was let out of the car. "Annabeth," Percy said, catching her off guard as Olivia grabbed Annabeth's hand. "Olivia's your daughter too. You don't have to ask."

Annabeth looked down at the daughter she never knew she had. Percy had raised her so far all by himself. Annabeth looked back towards Percy. He did a good job, she'd give him that much. She wanted to tell him, but instead she gave a shaky reply.

"Uh…yeah." Annabeth managed. "Still new to this."

Percy nodded then gave her a thumbs up. Annabeth leaned into the car and gave him a quick peck. "I'll text you."

Percy nodded and held up his phone.

Annabeth grinned before leading Olivia up the yard. They took slow steps up the steps. Once they reached the door, Annabeth knocked lightly.

Annabeth heard yelling from inside and loud footprints.

"Someone get the door!"

"I didn't hear a knock!"

"Shut up and get the door!"

"Why don't you?"

A few moments later, her brother swung the door open. "Annabeth!" He turned inside and made an unflattering gesture towards someone inside before turning back.

Annabeth grinned. "Hey Bobby."

Bobby had blonde hair and bright grey eyes. He wore a polo and trousers. He was just about her own height which surprised her because she was pretty tall. Her 16 year old brother hugged her and Annabeth hugged back. "You're a teenager now and you still like your older sister?" Annabeth asked.

Bobby shrugged. His eyes then landed on the little girl hiding behind Annabeth's leg. "Who's that?"

Annabeth bit her lip. "Her name is—"

"Olivia!" Olivia suddenly jumped out from behind.

Annabeth raised her eyebrows. Well that was a sudden mood swing.

Bobby glanced at Annabeth before bending down to Olivia's height. "How old are you Olivia?"

"Four," Olivia answered holding up four fingers.

Bobby smiled slightly before letting them into the house. They went towards the living room. Annabeth's other brother, Matthew, greeted them from the couch. Booby sat down near him and picked up a game controller. He and Bobby were identical twins, so of course they looked nearly the same.

Annabeth sat down on the couch beside them and Olivia at her side.

"Hey, Annabeth," Matthew said, glancing away from the game Bobby was playing. "Olivia kind of looks like you, don't you think?"

"Yeah, especially the eyes," Bobby added, pausing the game.

Olivia nodded, grabbing a random TV remote. "Annabeth has same eyes as me 'xcept mine have daddy's green. Then they have mommy's grey."

"Who's your mommy?" Matthew asked. "Maybe we know her."

Olivia was too busy playing with the TV remote to look up.

"Um," Annabeth played with her hair. She looked around. "Where's mom and dad?"

"In the dining room," Bobby answered, tugging at his shirt. "I think we should go for dinner soon, anyways."

Annabeth nodded and followed them to the other room. She pulled Olivia towards her. The smell of gravy hit her half way and she saw Olivia jump a little bit.

"Gravy," she whispered.

They entered the room where Annabeth's mom and dad were having a discussion.

"Oh, hello Annabeth," Fredrick greeted. He was dressed basically the same as his twin sons.

Annabeth waved.

Her mother greeted her as well. "Who's that Annabeth?" she asked, referring to Olivia.

Annabeth glanced down at Olivia. She wondered whether or not it would be a good idea to tell them now. Get it over with. But she decided not to. Maybe her mother would figure it out on her own.

"This is a friend's daughter, I'm just watching her," Annabeth explained. "Her name is Olivia."

Athena nodded, "Well, take a seat."

Annabeth let out a puff of air. So far, no suspicions.

…

There were six of them, perfect for the smaller dining table in Annabeth's home. Her mother and father sat at each head of the table. Bobby and Matthew sat at one side and Annabeth and Olivia were at the other.

"Pass the broccoli, Annabeth?" Fredrick requested and Annabeth passed him the bowl.

"So," Annabeth said, "What have you been up to?"

Bobby shrugged, "Nothing, to be honest."

"Same old, same old," Matthew added.

Annabeth nodded. "Same for me, I guess." Annabeth turned her head towards her mother as her brothers and father started talking about some sports thing. "You know that story you told me? About that baby?"

Athena stopped slicing her portion of turkey mid-way. "Yes, I recall."

"I just can't stop thinking about it."

"Oh?"

Annabeth nodded.

"Well," Athena said. "At least you have Olivia."

Annabeth's expression dropped. "What do you mean?"

"You act like you're her mother, for goodness sakes," Athena said.

Annabeth looked over at Olivia. "I don't."

"You do," Athena protested.

Annabeth looked down at her lap. She texted Percy two words: 1 minute.

"Well," Annabeth muttered. "Olivia is like a daughter to me."

The boys' talk had died down and they tuned into the other discussion.

"I mean, Olivia is my friend Percy's daughter, and Percy and I are good friends," Annabeth continued.

Matthew glanced to his older sister. "Percy Jackson?"

Annabeth nodded. "Yeah. Olivia and I are so close I feel like I could've given birth to her. Funny isn't it?"

Athena could not shut her mouth. The scene was hilarious to Annabeth. Everyone staring at her like she had turned into a toad. She could've sworn she heard someone mutter a cuss word under their breath. Annabeth couldn't help herself. She started to laugh.

"Hey guys," Annabeth said, after her laughter had died down. "Guess what, Olivia is my daughter. Your only niece. Your only granddaughter. Surprise!" They did look surprised, but for all the wrong reasons. Of course, they knew about Olivia. They knew she was her daughter from the minute Annabeth muttered the words Percy Jackson. The only thing they didn't know, was that Annabeth knew.

Annabeth pushed her chair back so fast, she almost knocked it over. She grabbed Olivia and made her way towards the door. Olivia yelped.

"Did you think that I was stupid?" Annabeth asked as her family followed her. Annabeth had Olivia on her hip.

"No!" Fredrick protested.

"But you were truly going to hide this from me forever, right?"

Annabeth reached for the door handle.

Fredrick grabbed her wrist. "Annabeth, please, wait."

Annabeth turned around. "What?"

Fredrick looked to his wife in desperation.

"Look, Annabeth," Matthew said. "We're sorry."

"Really sorry," Bobby added.

"Yes." Athena said nodding. "It's just that—where did you get that ring?"

Annabeth glanced down at her ring finger. Why was her mother changing the subject? "You—"

The doorbell rang, startling everyone. Had it been a minute already, Annabeth wondered. Annabeth put Olivia down before opening the door. One by one, in came her friends. And the last person to walk through the door, was Percy.

"Daddy!" Olivia cheered and he collected her into his arms.

Bobby and Matthew looked at each other. Annabeth supposed they hadn't seen Percy, or any of these people in years.

"So, mom," Annabeth said, arms crossed over her chest. "Why'd you lie?"

Athena paled.

"I have a daughter and you have a grandchild and Bobby and Matthew have a niece and you just decided that you would pretend Olivia didn't exist?" Annabeth took a breath and the next part came out soft. "You knew about her. She's family and you just…tossed her aside."

Athena sighed heavily. "Annabeth, this is not Bobby's fault, not Matthew's fault, nor your father's." She paused. "It's my fault."

Annabeth stared at her mother. If anything, her mother disliked taking the blame—for anything. She would rather sweep it under the rug. But she wasn't.

"What had happened was Apollo revived you," she explained. "And—"

"Wait, wait, wait." Thalia interrupted. "My brother knew and he didn't say anything?"

Athena shook her head. "No, don't blame it on him either," she said. "Apollo suggested we tell Annabeth, but…Annabeth, you have to understand, I had my reasons. I had a valid excuse, not beneficial to myself—"

"No, no, just wait," Thalia said again. "Apollo is stupid because in the four years he's known Olivia, he didn't raise any questions about Annabeth."

Bianca nodded, "Even when Annabeth came today for Thanksgiving he didn't think to…mention something."

"No wonder he looked so confused," Piper muttered. "He looked like he was lost."

Athena turned back to her daughter. "Annabeth, listen. I'm just going to cute to the chase. I was trying to protect Olivia.

Annabeth gave the most distrusting look she had ever uttered. "How?" she asked. "How was isolation protection?"

"Arachne," Percy muttered, Olivia still in his arms. "It was from Arachne, wasn't it?"

"Are you talking about that freak that tries to steal Olivia?" Jason asked.

Percy nodded.

"I suppose it was all for nothing, then," Athena sighed. "She got Olivia anyways."

Hazel nodded. "Three times."

"Same as me," Annabeth added.

Leo shook his head. "Am I the only one super confused?"

Murmurs of agreement chorused. So they explained.

"When Annabeth died, Athena took that as an opportunity," Percy started.

"Arachne and my mom made a bet," Annabeth added. "Long story short, my mom bet me, lost and she was in debt to Arachne. So after I was born, Arachne showed up for collection. But when Arachne tried to take me, my mother wouldn't let her. So she put her first grandchild in jeopardy instead. She told Arachne that she could have my first child instead."

Athena took over. "When Olivia was born, I knew I'd have to figure out another way to pay back Arachne. I also thought I'd have more time to bargain with Arachne," Athena added, looking pointedly in Percy's direction, "But that was not the case. I had to do something fast. I was thinking of paying Arachne in money and I knew she wouldn't accept it. So, Olivia was born and everyone was happy. Except for me."

"Yeah, you did seem bitter," Percy muttered under his breath. Athena glared.

"Anyways, while I was thinking of a plan, chaos struck and Annabeth died. And so did any plans I was making. The yelling and screaming—that was genuine. But at the same time, I got rid of Olivia and Percy because there, right there was my first grandchild. Right there, was my opportunity to stop Arachne from getting to her. I thought, well, Arachne wouldn't find her because I basically disowned her and now if I ever have any other grandchildren Arachne would try to take, I could just go back to Olivia and point out that she was my first grandchild that Arachne didn't know about. And Arachne wanted a newborn. That much I knew. I personally felt that any child Arachne would have her hands on would become the next Rapunzel. I didn't want that to happen to Olivia. So when opportunity struck, I got rid of her.

"But then, Apollo revived Annabeth. I assumed Percy and the child were long gone so I told Annabeth that she lost too much blood and slipped into a coma. Not once did I lie to her."

"Yes, you did," Annabeth countered. "When I asked you what really happened a few years ago, you said that I had a baby."

"Which is the truth Annabeth," Leo said.

"I know, I know," Annabeth waved him off. "But when I asked what happened, you said the baby died and the father broke up with me."

Athena shook her head. "No Annabeth. That's what you assumed. My exact words were the child is gone and I don't know where the father is. I didn't lie."

Annabeth's eyes lit up. "When we were talking on the phone and you panicked when you heard Olivia had been stolen…it was because your plan had failed."

Athena nodded. "I tried. I really did. But Arachne has her ways. I assumed she found Olivia through knowing that you and Percy were dating. I thought she wouldn't find Olivia because you were never with Olivia. Of the millions of people in New York you could've run into, it was Percy."

"Mom," Annabeth said, a hurt expression on her face. "You took away four years of Olivia away from me."

Athena approached Annabeth. "You know why, Annabeth. Anyways, I have something that belongs to you." Athena went up the stairs.

Annabeth took Olivia from Percy's arms. "You were right. You are my daughter, Olivia."

Olivia grinned and gave her a hug. "I know! Remember?"

Annabeth half smiled. Bianca took a picture, of course.

"I love you," Olivia whispered in her ear.

Annabeth held her tightly. "I love you too, Olivia."

Athena came back down, holding a picture frame. "It's yours she said giving it to Annabeth. It was an old picture. Percy, Annabeth and Olivia right after her birth. Annabeth set Olivia onto the ground.

"Annabeth," Thalia said. Annabeth looked at her. "You have the memories in you…Percy too. You just have to remember."

Percy and Annabeth locked eyes. Then Percy's eyes lit up. "C'mon." He grabbed her hand they went upstairs into her bedroom. Percy shut the door behind her quietly.

They sat down on the bed together.

At first they were just silently sitting—leaning against each other.

Finally, Percy spoke. "Don't tell me you haven't gotten any," Percy said.

"Any what?" Annabeth inquired.

"Flashbacks."

Annabeth nodded softly.

"One about…a spider?" Percy added.

Annabeth shook her head.

"There was a, spider, and you screamed because you're afraid of spiders and…you were really pregnant and on top of a toilet seat—it was pretty funny." Percy grinned as he stuck his free hand in his pocket—the other one gripped Annabeth's hand.

Annabeth smiled slightly, but continued to shake her head. "What about something about decorating a Christmas tree?"

"I remember," Percy said immediately. "And during the night the tree fell over because there were too many ornaments on one side."

Annabeth's smile faded. "I don't remember that."

"How the hell not? It was freaking traumatizing."

Annabeth was completely frowning now. "You remember everything, don't you?"

Percy nodded slowly. "I'm beginning to."

"How old were we when we met?" Percy asked her as he put his arm around her shoulder instead of holding her hand, and pulling her into his right side.

Annabeth played with her nails. "I don't know." They were sitting on the edge of her Queen sized bed.

"Try again," he whispered.

Annabeth looked down thoughtfully. "We were twelve. Which was before you knew your dad or cousins, right? We met at camp that one summer."

Percy smiled lightly and kissed her. Annabeth turned towards him.

They nearly fell backwards onto the bed before Annabeth pulled away. She pressed her forehead against his. His hands were around her waist and hers were tangled in his hair as they sat on the bed facing each other.

"How long do you think this is going to take?" Annabeth whispered.

Percy shrugged. "I guess until you remember everything," Percy replied.

Annabeth looked into his eyes. "Everything?"

"Yes, Annabeth. Everything."

aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. omg I hope i'm not the only one who is happy. :) This is the first time I've ever finished a fanfiction story. Anyways, thank you guys so much for your support! 3 I'm putting up a new poll and you guys need to be citizens and exercise your rights and go vote! In the chapter after this i'll do all of my thank yous, and tell you which poll choice won. That'll hopefully be in one week. Here's a sneak peek of my new story, House, which is up on my old account, but this one is different mostly. If you wanna read the old version, it's on my old account, TheBookWorm3.

Anyways, sneak peek of House:

Percy groaned as his alarm clock went off. His hand stuck out from the blue comforter and he blindly searched for the snooze. Instead, the back of his hand swatted something, he wasn't sure what, knocking it to the ground. Percy contemplated looking out to see what he had knocked off his bedside table but he decided not to and finally found the snooze button on the top of his alarm clock. Soon he was drifting back to sleep. Until he heard his mother's footsteps coming to the door.

"Percy!" she called before swinging open the door. "Percy, up." Sally, his mother, flicked on the lights. Percy flinched and clenched his eyes closed, curling into a ball. "Percy, c'mon. You have a plane to catch." Sally ripped off the blanket.

"Perseus Jackson, do you want to visit your father or not?!"

Percy finally opened his eyes. The first thing he caught was the time on the clock. 7:34 a.m. Percy sat up on his arms. His first day of Summer spent like this. Wonderful.

"Yeah, Mom," Percy said, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. "Can't wait to meet the man who ditched me at birth."

"Percy," Sally sighed, as she sat on the side of the bed. "Your dad is a busy man."

"Yup," Percy said, standing. He reached over to grab what had dropped off his nightstand—one of his swimming medals. He looked over it. 1st Place was written in the gold, that he knew was fake, of course. He placed it back with a couple of others. He really needed to put that away in his shelf. "Too busy for me."

...

"You sure know how to pack light."

Thalia turned towards her now open bedroom door, where her younger brother, Jason, stood.

Thalia sighed and shut her laptop. "What do you want, Jason?"

"Mom said we're leaving soon," Jason shrugged as he sat on her bed. "Did you pack everything you'd need for a whole month, Thalia? It looks like you packed for a weekend getaway at a cabin in Michigan."

"I'm not a little kid, Jason. I'm fourteen years old, I know what I'm doing."

Jason shrugged. "I thought girls were supposed to like, pack their whole closet."

Thalia glared at him. "I thought blondes were supposed to be dumb, oh wait a minute, you are."

Jason stood up, "That was lame, Thalia, get a better joke."

"Whatever." Thalia began to shut down her laptop and put away her ear buds.

"Look," Jason said. He leaned against the wall next to her bedroom door. "I know you're bitter about this whole dad thing, but—"

"No, look Jason." Thalia stood her suitcase on its wheels and began to go towards the stairs. She knew Jason would follow. "You are my brother, yes?"

"Yes."

"Mom is my mom and your mom, making us siblings."

Jason nodded. At this point, they were making their way down the stairs and towards the living room. Thalia's suitcase bounced as she dragged it down the stairs, causing Jason to keep his distance.

"Okay so, this is all true. We've established that." Thalia left her suitcase at the front door and went into the kitchen. Their mother was not there, probably still in the shower. "That man, that stranger may have gotten with our mom, probably got more than tipsy and accidentally had not one, but two children, but he is not my father."

Aaaaand that's all. Hope this was satisfactory and you I will see you guys in about a week. Poll is at the top of my profile (you must be in desktop mode), and thank you. :) 3