Okay so this took me a lot longer to upload than I thought it would. Sorry! I work full time and I'm really busy, but I promise I'm going to get better with updating. This story didn't get the welcome that I was hoping that it was going to, so keep reading and sharing! I want to hear from you! Enjoy!

Annabeth froze. What had he just said? Wife? There was no way in hell she was marrying some stranger; not to mention he looked at least five years older than her. Her mom would never have agreed to that, no matter how desperate she was.

The room was charged with tense energy. Annabeth's mother was staring at her with a look of sympathy, but at the same time it was a calculating gaze. She wasn't sure how Annabeth was going to respond to that statement, but she didn't seem like she was going to tell her that the man was lying. That was what was scaring Annabeth the most. Annabeth shot looks between to two, begging for someone to start laughing and tell her it was all some cruel joke. When they didn't she asked "What the hell are you talking about? I have no idea who you are, and there is no way in hell I'm marrying you." She sounded pissed now.

"Now Annabeth," her mother started. She faltered when Annabeth's fierce gaze landed on her.

"Don't you dare 'now Annabeth' me! You better explain this now, and it better end with something other than marriage or so help me God I am gonna lose it." Her tone had gotten quieter as her threat continued, but the menace had never left.

"Annabeth I know that this isn't what you want, but hear me out," her mother sent a pointed look. "I already explained to you that we are in a bad situation right now. I put us in a rut, but I want you to be safe. I didn't think that giving you a new identity like I did your brother was going to be best for you. You were within two weeks of graduation, and no school was going to take you that late in the school year. When I started noticing that something was wrong I brought up the issue to Mr. Jackson," she gestured to the man, "and he was the one that helped me make arrangements for your brother. When it came to you though we were both at a loss of how to help you.

"That's when I noticed that Mr. Jackson didn't have a wedding ring. I don't know how much you know about the mob, but for a 22 year old man to not be married is very uncommon, so I brought up that he could protect you. He was very kind in agreeing to marry you. You are eighteen now and it is completely legal for you to marry whomever is on the table. Mr. Jackson is one of the most powerful men around, and I really do think that you will be safe with him." Her mother finished. It took Annabeth about two seconds to reply.

"You are marrying me off to another mobster! Are you thinking at all? We are hiding from monsters like this man and you want to give me away to one like property? This is honestly the most stupid idea I have ever heard in my life!" Annabeth yelled back at her mother. There was no way any of this was going to happen.

Annabeth hadn't expected the man to get in on their family fight, but after she had finished her rant the man crossed the room in a matter of seconds and was right in front of her. He leaned in over her, using his size as an advantage, to scare her before speaking, "Now listen to me. You are being an annoying bitch right now. Your mother went through the trouble of finding a place for you to go so that you didn't die. She could have left you there and fled to save herself, that's what my mother would have done. As for calling me a monster, that was uncalled for and rude. I may have done some questionable things in my life, but I am no monster. I agreed to marry you for your protection, not for mine. I don't know you, and honestly I couldn't give less of a shit if you died, but I like your mother. She has always been fair and honest to me, so when she brought up the idea I went along with it willingly. Now stop acting like a selfish brat and start understanding your situation before your mother and I walk out of here and leave you to die." By that point he had her against the wall.

Annabeth was left stunned. The man took a step back and headed over to her mother, but she was frozen in place. He had just threatened her and she didn't even know his name. He was pulling papers out of a briefcase that she hadn't originally seen on the table. He was sorting them into two piles, piles that she could only assume were for her marriage. Sinking down to the ground Annabeth dropped her head to knees. This was all too much for her. "I don't even know your name." She whispered.

Annabeth hadn't thought that anyone had heard her, but the man turned his head toward her like he had. "Percy," he said. "Percy Jackson. Sorry I didn't say that earlier. I was under the impression that you knew." His tone had softened as he looked at her in the back of the room. She was sure that she looked like a scared puppy, but honestly that was what she felt like.

Percy had gotten the papers together and into their separate piles. After her question his demeanor seemed to change. He didn't seem as angry as he had before. Annabeth hadn't moved from her spot against the wall. She kept her head in between her legs so he wouldn't see her cry, but it also made it so that she couldn't see him. Annabeth wasn't aware that he had crossed the room until she felt him lay his hand on her knee.

"Annabeth, I know that this is scary. I was under the impression that you knew that you were coming here to get married, but I can see now that you didn't. Trust me I get that you are afraid, and I don't blame you, but we don't have a lot of time. I need you to get up and sign these papers. We have already been in this building too long, and that is dangerous for both of us. Just sign the papers and you and I can work out the rest later." By that point Percy had moved so that his hand was resting on her neck and his mouth was right next to her ear. Annabeth still wasn't sure if she could trust him, but she did believe that they didn't have much time.

She got up and made her way over to the table, and what she saw was a surprise to her. There was a marriage agreement on the table, but there wasn't a prenuptial agreement. "There isn't a pre-nup here," she said looking at him.

Percy stared back at her, "No there isn't. There isn't divorce in mob families. We are in this for the long hall."

Annabeth looked back and forth between Percy and her mother before asking "Are you sure this is the only way?"

Both of them said "Yes" at the same time, however, Percy added "Annabeth I already told you that we don't have a lot of time. You have about thirty seconds to sign that paper before I up and leave this meeting."

She rolled her eyes. "Yes so you've said. In case you forgot you haven't signed your half of these papers yet."

His eyes never left hers as he made his way across the room in five long strides. Percy grabbed a pen, and in an exaggerated motion his signed 'Percy Jackson' on the line. Then he gave her a pointed look, "done."

Annabeth had two sets of eyes staring down at her. Weighing her options she wasn't able to find a good in either of her options. If she agreed to marry him she was 'in it for the long haul' with someone that she didn't even know. What if he was abusive? Or a criminal? What if she got arrested for being married to him? There was no way of knowing what would happen, and that was mostly because she didn't know him at all, and that scared her.

On the other hand, she didn't have to marry him. If she didn't marry him she was going to be all on her own. Her mother would leave her to protect herself, and the only thing she believed in all of this was that these people after her were dangerous. Mobsters were known for being deadly, and Annabeth was pretty sure that she wouldn't even make it a week without protecting. There was really only one choice.

Annabeth picked up a pen and in a quick motion signed her name on the line.

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Emily