Annabeth:

I pressed the button on the coffee machine. Lovely, lovely Percy had taught me Sally's secret to make her beyond delicious French Toast. Of course, I had Percy make four slices, and I only made two. But mine didn't look too bad, and that was a true accomplishment in comparison to my past attempts at cooking.

It was Saturday morning, about nine. I had Saturdays off, but this was a Saturday Percy had to work,. Sarah hated these days, and I did, too. So, I usually tried to make a day of it. Even before Percy had moved it, I picked up Sarah in the morning, and Percy would pick her up after work if it happened to be his week with Sarah.

Today, I was going to take her to a museum of her choice, as she loved museums even more than I did. (Yes, it is possible)

"Why can't Steven come over this weekend?" Sarah begged Percy, and it just made him smile.

"Well, Sarah, his parents missed him. And I'm sure we can watch him some other time," Percy smiled as he picked up the empty plate that had once held a giant breakfast for Sarah.

"But why didn't I get to see him?" Sarah asked as she finished off her orange juice.

"You didn't want to go see your grandmother?" Percy asked, faking perplexity.

"No, I did," Sarah continued, "But I wanted to see Steven, too!"

I smiled as I watched them talk. They bantered like Percy and I used to when we were kids, and Percy always gave into Sarah, just like it had been when we argued.

They continued while I picked up my cup of coffee from the machine and looked through the map of the museum Sarah had chosen last night. I was figuring out which exhibits she would choose when the intercom buzzed. I went there, still thinking of how tired I'd be when I got home from the museum.

"Miss Chase, there's someone here to see you, says it's pretty important."

Probably Calli.

Again.

"Let them up," I shrugged.

"Will do."

The intercom shut off, and I let go of the button.

"I think Calli's here," I told Percy as I came back to the kitchen.

"Perfect timing, I'm about to leave," Percy smiled as he kissed the top of Sarah's head and came to kiss my cheek, "Good luck, Annabeth."

I nodded, imagining how I would kill him for leaving me alone to deal with Calli, and I watched him hurriedly leave. And I turned my attention back to Sarah.

"Why is Calli always here?" Sarah looked me in the eyes, and I hesitated. Of course, I hadn't told Sarah everything about Calli, like how she had cheated on Percy. Or that Amanda was a result of that. I just told her that she and Percy were married but decided they weren't really in love and got a divorce. I never addressed the Amanda subject.

"I don't know, Cutie," I shrugged with a smile, and I bit my tongue not to explain that Calli was still in love with Percy. It would be easier if I left that one alone. Sarah didn't need to know all that. All she really needed to know was that Calli was here again.

Sarah shrugged and went back to her room to make sure she had everything to go to the museum while I waited around for the knock at the door.

Knock, Knock, Knock-Knock

And it is.

I mentally groaned as I to the door and opened it wide.

Holy Crap!

I was too shocked to say anything, and I just stared at the beautiful brunette in front of me.

Her long brown hair was longer than I remembered, probably extensions, and it swept down her back. Her amber eyes were the same, cruel and icy. She had her tiny body decked out in everything couture. Even her skin looked like it was a result of the best botox guy in the world, and the most expensive too. Everything about her scared me until I could have passed out.

"Annabeth," her voice was melodic but still cold.

"Renee," I nodded, feeling my throat dry up.

"Is Sarah here? Or is she with Percy?" Renee asked, trying to look interested but it didn't work out for her.

"With me," I smiled weakly as I opened the door wider, "Come on in."

She came in without another word and looked around the loft.

"Wonderful place, so cute."

I smiled thankfully, but I wanted to strangle her.

"I'll go get Sarah."

Renee nodded thankfully, and I was happy to get away from her. I forced myself to be slow, but I wanted to run up two at a time. I quickly came to Sarah's room and took a look inside. Sarah looked up from her drawing as if silently asking why the hell I was here.

"Sarah, your Aunt Renee is here," I tried to smile, but it didn't really work.

"Aunt Renee?"

I nodded, and Sarah looked like she could throw up.

"She wants to see you," I smiled pathetically, and Sarah nodded.

"Uh, sure," Sarah hesitated as she got up and followed me back downstairs.

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I stared at Renee.

She had tagged along to the museum but had decided that the museum Sarah had chosen was too boring. So, with Sarah grumbling the entire time, we went to an art museum Renee suggested. I knew Sarah hated every minute of it, but Renee tried to talk to her. When I was nearby, she asked about things like school and friends. But, when I was a foot or two away, she pestered Sarah about me and Percy, trying to get some dirt that Renee could use to get Sarah back to her.

Now, the day was winding down (Thank God!), and we were on our way to drop Sarah off at Carly's for a sleepover with her friends. And I knew I'd get stuck with Renee to talk business, which was actually worse than spending an hour with Hera.

And, I'm just going to add that spending fifteen minutes with Hera is torture. An hour? Pure hell.

"Bye, Sarah," I kissed the top of Sarah's head.

"Bye, Mom," she smiled before running back to her friends inside, and I saw Renee's jaw tighten out of the corner of my eye.

"I'll call you if anything happens, Annabeth," Gina smiled at me, and I nodded, trying to seem like I was fine though I wanted to die. Gina closed the door, and I was left alone with Renee.

My heart beat so loud that I worried she could hear it, and I worried for what she'd say next.

"Sarah looks good, taller," Renee smiled lightly.

"Yeah, she just keeps on growing," I nodded, turning myself to look at her.

Renee hesitated.

"I think you might be… doing a good job," Renee admitted, defeated, "I've never seen her as happy as she is with you and Percy."

I stared at her, eyes wide open.

"I'm not here to complain about your parenting or anything. There's something really important I need to tell you," Renee hesitated again.

"There's a coffee shop next door. We could talk there."

XXXXXX

I sat at the couch, my head in my hands. I couldn't breathe, and I wanted to cry. It was unbearable, sitting there without anyone else knowing. I needed Percy to be here, giving his strange words of wisdom that always seemed to help somehow even if they didn't make sense.

I was shaking as I stood up and went to the top cabinet in the kitchen. I brought out a bottle of wine, and some of it spilled as I poured it in the glass. It didn't matter though. Stains were nothing to what I knew.

My mind continuously went back to the coffee shop, where Renee let the cat out of the bag. Where she told me what I really didn't want to know.

It was warm there, and it smelled of cinnamon, my favorite. Renee looked awful when she was distressed, and, without her insane beauty, it was easier to be around her. We got two coffees, and I savored every ounce of caffeine from being tired.

I continued to sit there as Renee opened her mouth again. She told me what had happened since Sarah had moved in with me. Right before the house officially owned to someone else, Renee had gone into her sister's old house mainly for old time's sake. She told me that she had gone upstairs to her sister's old room and started crying. She went to the bathroom to wipe away her tears, and she noticed a piece of paper stuck to the back of the mirror that she hadn't noticed before.

There was a scribbled name and number of a woman. Renee had thought Eric was cheating on Jill, but she had never spoken her fears. She ripped up the number out of respect for Eric and left. She regretted getting rid of it, but she went on. But last week, the family had gone over the will of Eric and found a new clause.

A clause for a woman and a baby, his daughter. Everyone freaked out, and they looked into the woman, found out everything about her. And they found out that her child was Eric's child, too.

I was cut of mid-memory when the front door open.

Finally!

I set the glass down and stared at the front door hopefully.

"Annabeth," Percy smiled, making me smile too, "I brought Calli over. Something's up with the rent. Thought you could look over it."

I frowned, and Calli came in, holding a little baby.

"Don't be fooled. He really wanted you to meet Amanda," Calli smiled wide, happy with the peace we had all made.

"Oh my God. She looks just like her dad," I gasped and raised my hand to my mouth.

They both stared at me.

"How do you know Amanda's father?" Calli asked, her eyes pleading, and I almost cried.

"Eric Aguilera."

"How do you know him?" Calli asked, just as Percy said "Sarah's dad?"

"Sarah's dad?"

"He and his wife adopted Sarah," I continued, and Calli's eyes widened.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Percy demanded Calli.

"I didn't know, I swear. He told me his daughter was Sarah. But I didn't think it was this Sarah. How did you find out?" Calli asked me.

"Sarah's aunt came over and told me. Eric left something in the will for you and Amanda."

"He did?" Calli asked, on the verge of tears.

"So that's why the car crashed. He told Jill, and she freaked out," Percy continued to piece it together. And, at the thought of that, Calli started to cry and held her baby close to her. If I wasn't too shocked from the information myself, I would have killed Percy right then.

"I killed him," Calli's voice was a whisper, but I heard it just fine. I stared at her with pity, knowing I couldn't do anything to ease her pain.

Percy:

I came to the living room and handed Calli a cup of tea, her favorite kind. Annabeth was taking care of Amanda in our room, and it was my job to make sure my ex-wife didn't commit suicide in our living room.

"Thanks," Calli smiled weakly, and she sipped at the tea, still thinking

"He cared," Calli's voice sounded broken.

"What?"

"He cared enough to put us in the will. He only knew for two days, and he did that for us. I kept telling myself that he would of left Jill and stayed with me. But I didn't really know," Calli shrugged, "I was so worried that day that I'd never hear from him again. That he'd go find another girl and pretend Amanda wasn't his…But he was going to stay, stay with me."

I stared at her, not sure if there was anything I could even say to her that would help or if I'd just make it worse.

We sat there in silence for a while before Calli wiped away her tears.

"I need to get Amanda home," she stood up, still crying.

"We can take care of her if you want," I suggested, but she shook her head when I was mid-sentence.

"No, I need to be with Amanda, remember that Eric gave me the best thing in my life. Stuff like that," Calli shrugged, and I just nodded, "I'll go get her from Annabeth."

I nodded again, and she turned around towards my room. But she hesitated for a moment.

"Percy?"

I looked up and mentally urged her to continue.

"That question you asked, in the hall I mean. I never got to give my opinion," Calli explained.

"Yeah?"

"Do it," she smiled.

"I will."

She smiled at me again, and I knew she had just let go of me. I was Annabeth's now. And Calli was ready to find a new Percy, or better yet, a new Eric.