In the second chapter, I said Annabeth loves agriculture. I meant architecture. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson series.

Percy's pov:

My mom comes over to me and gives me a big hug. I stand there confused. "You died?" I ask looking at her. She takes a step back and sighs.

"Gaea killed me during the war. I think it was to distract you but my death went unnoticed." I hug her tightly and pull back. "What about Paul?" Mom smiles and takes a seat on the marble steps. "He wasn't home at the time. He sold the apartment and got a new one near the cemetery where I was buried. I'm guessing he wanted to be close to me." Annabeth rests her head on my shoulder.

Mom smiles and asks about how I died. As Annabeth explains, I stroke her hair. I think about how even though I'm dead I can still have a future with Annabeth. Suddenly, I hear an angry yell. I look over to see mom standing with her hands on her hips. She sends a disapproving glare at me. I shrink back.

"I'm sorry. What did you say?" I ask cursing myself when my voice cracks. Annabeth smirks at me. "You were going to propose and you think about coming to tell me?" I wince at the disappointment in her voice. "Um..." Real smooth Percy. My mom pulls me into a hug. "Congratulations." What the hell? She goes from angry to happy in a span of a minute. Women are weird.

We sit down on the marble steps and talk about how her life had been here. Annabeth grabs my hand as we talk and I can't help but smile. Mom tells us about how when she got here, they knew who she was immediately. They gave her one of the best houses because she was my mom. I didn't know I was that popular.

"Hey mom," I say interrupting her. She turns to me. I fumble with my hands nervously. "Is it possible to have kids here?" I ask. Annabeth turns into a tomato and my mom's mouth drops open in shock. I look at them confused. What's the big deal with my question? They stay that way until I snap my fingers in their faces. "What is wrong with the question I asked?"

Mom sends me a knowing smile and Annabeth turns redder if that's even possible. "Well," my mom starts. "I don't know if it's possible to have kids now-" I cut her off my face starting to burn in embarrassment. "I didn't mean now! I meant later on," I hastily explain. Annabeth starts to regain her tan complexion. "Well I think you will be able to have kids later on but it would work differently. The kids will grow normally but when they reach around own hundred they will be able to turn into whatever age they want."

I think about that and I decide to turn myself into an old man. Just as a joke if course. I concentrate really hard and my face starts to turn red. Why won't it work? "Percy, why do you look constipated?" I snap out of my reverie and look toward her. "I'm trying to turn into an old man." I shut my eyes again and concentrate. My face feels like it is on fire. My mom's laugh fills the air and I open my eyes. "What?" My mom smiles at me in a mocking sort of way. "Since you didn't die at an old age, you can only turn into age seventeen and under."

I feel embarrassed that I looked like an idiot. I concentrate and turn back into my twelve year old self. I find myself a lot shorter than Annabeth and I look up at her. "May I have this dance?" She giggles as we dance since I am so much shorter than her. We stop dancing and she peers down at me. "Wow I never realized how little muscle you had when we were twelve." She laughs and I sulk. "Hey!" She changes back to her twelve year old form and I groan. "You're still taller than me." Annabeth smiles and says, "Well you were a short boy."

I hear a sob and I turn to see mom crying. "What's wrong?" I ask. She wipes away her tears and smiles. "This brings back so many memories!" I smile and change back to seventeen. I hug mom and kiss her cheek. "I love you mom."

Annabeth's pov: (surprise!)

I watch Percy be sweet to his mother. Sally is a very kind woman and I'm glad she has a son like Percy. I'll admit that when Percy mentioned kids I thought about it. I imagined a little boy with jet black hair and grey eyes.

I always wanted kids with Percy but when he asked about kids I wasn't ready for it. I feel Percy's hands around my waist and I smile. "Can we go inside? It's hot out here." I shake my head at his whining. Same old seaweed brain. "Go in the house; I got to do something first." I look at him curiously but I go inside without saying anything.

This house is something I love more than anything. It is basically my dream home. I go into the living room and lay down on the couch. Cool air filters in which is weird considering it is very warm outside. I close my eyes and relax.

If Percy wasn't here with me I don't know what I would of done. At first I was angry. He died when I told him to move on but then he showed me the ring. After that, I was glad he was here. Percy comes into the room and I adjust on the couch. He sits on the floor right in front of my face. I open my eyes and find myself staring right into his green eyes. They look darker than normal.

"You are the most beautiful girl in Elysium." I blush and he kisses me. We go on like that for a while until Sally walks in. She smirks at me as I pull away from Percy. "Are you sure you don't want kids now?" Percy blushes and starts to complain. "Mom we weren't even doing anything." Sally just gives us a michevious smile and leaves the room.

Percy pushes me off the couch and takes my spot. In response, I jump on him. He gives a groan and I smile. I adjust myself so we are both comfortable. He kisses my hair and I smile.

I never thought that I would be dead at so young. I always thought I would be one of the demigods who would live to a ripe old age. Although I live it here, I miss my friends. I can't even think about how Thalia must feel. If I lost her I would not know how to react.

I follow Percy as he takes a tour of the house. He tells me of his encounter with the gods and how my mom had finally approved with our relationship. She was kind of a little too late for that. Percy has a smile on his face the whole time we walk around. When I was twelve, I thought he was just another stupid boy who wouldn't take anything seriously. That changed after the first quest. I started to like him but I told myself not to. He was a son of Poseidon; I was a daughter of Athena. It could never work. When we in the Labyrinth, I realized that I really liked him and nothing could change that. Ever since then, Percy was proven himself to be very loyal. He helped me in so many things and I can't thank him enought for that. I am brought out of my thoughts by Percy speaking.

"Some special friends will be coming tomorrow." I look at him curiously. "Who?" He gives me a huge grin and says, "You'll see."

You probably already know who Annabeth will meet. Hope you liked this chapter!