Oh My Gods! I thought I'd never write the sequel! I don't know if it's as good as the first, but they mentioned the police once, so I had little material to work with. I hope you like it anyway, and I'll gladly do The Titan's Curse if you ask for it. Read on.

"Hey! Brian! We've got a case!"

Thomas's happy voice woke detective Brian form his sleep. He opened one eye "What?"

Larry was sitting there, reading some files, sipping coffee "Wake up, sleepy head. Guess who the suspect is?"

"The President?" joked Brian as he stood up and sat on his chair.

"Nope," said Thomas with an excited smile. Man, the guy could be hyper "Percy Jackson."

Brian's jaw dropped "You've got to be kidding me."

Larry shook his head, an amused smile on his face "We're serious. There was an explosion on a school nearby, and this guy, Matthew Sloan, told us the whole story. Um…" Larry searched the file for the story, "here it is: Percy Jackson is mad. He's always with that guy, Tyson, who's big and mean and horrible. He hits us at playtime, and he's poor and bitter. We started playing and he just started throwing the balls at us. They hurt like iron. It was awful." Larry looked up "He's got five interviews tomorrow. I'm willing to bet he'll be rich by Wednesday."

Brian put his head in his hands "And what do you think?"

"Matthew Sloan was big and strong. Chances are he was the one that was tough. Las year Percy seemed pretty vulnerable and sweet to me. But hey, if the guy's a suspect again, he must be doing something illegal or, at least, not quite right. And kids got hurt, this is serious."

"Have you checked with the mother?" Brian asked, thinking.

"Already done," said Thomas with a smile "She says her son is innocent, and Tyson is a big walking teddy bear."

Brian managed a smile.

"Matthew also says he saw a girl with beautiful blonde hair." Larry rolled his eyes "Guess my daughter's got competition."

Thomas grinned.

…

They went to question the coach that had been there when the accident had happened. John Nunley was an old man, and he looked like he was half deaf.

"Erm, Hello" Brian said "John Nunley?"

The man didn't look up from the magazine he was reading.

"Excuse me. Jonathan Nunley?" Brian asked, a little louder this time.

Nothing.

He grabbed the magazine. The man instantly looked up "What ya doing, ol' brat, takin' somebody's magazine like it's no big deal? It could have been my darlin's will, for all ye knew! Ol' Molly coulda died right at ma feet, ya know? What ye want, big man?"

Larry blinked "John Nunley?"

"The very same, John Nunley that hit little Rosy Plankuts on her fist day a school when she didn't give ma a sticker, so don't mess with ma." He said.

"Um, you were working while the kids were playing? Thirteen year old Percy Jackson is suspect of being the cause of grave injuries on kids and destroying school property, do you know anything about what happened?" asked Brian.

"Me? I know nothin' a tha sorts. Kids these days thinkin' they're all tough. I was tough as a kid, not like these brats, all day lookin' at tha phone and sittin' there starin' at tha computer. I leave the kids to play and I do what I what. Know do ya want anythin' else?"

"No" Thomas said quickly, "Thank You for your time."

Brian was mortified "Yes. Thank You."

…

Larry picked up the phone at the office and said "Hello? Section Five? Kidnappings, Damaged Property, Disappearences and Blackmail?"

Brian tuned his co-worker out. He was thinking about their case. He wondered if Victoria was wearing a skirt beneath that police jacket…

"Brian! We've got a clue!"

"What?" Larry's voice woke him up "What clue?"

"Somebody noticed an explosion on a doughnut shop, and they saw a black haired kid with green eyes. Probably Percy Jackson!"

Brian was out of the door in a flash.

Thomas was already in the car, turning on the GPS and talking to his sister on the phone (Brian knew that because his sister worked at a starbucks next to his house and he recognized her insistence on the way Thomas's jaw was set).

They drove like maniacs, already suspecting they wouldn't get there in time, but looking for an excuse to get out of the office anyway. Larry was doing research with his iPhone, and Brian was calling his mother to let her know he wouldn't be home for dinner. Ugh. Family dinners.

Thomas was talking to himself, fantasizing about how he would catch the kid and be a national hero.

But, as they parked in front of the donut shop (MONSTER DONUT) they saw Victoria was already there.

They all groaned simultaneniously. Victoria's team was so much quicker.

"Hello boys," she said, laughing at them.

They got out of the car and responded with a hello each while they searched for Percy Jackson.

"Don't bother," Victoria said, her red hair tucked in a bun "He's gone. Poof. We've scanned the area and haven't found a thing."

They sighed. Larry was taking pictures of everything immediately. Thomas looked around and asked the Monster Donut workers if they had seen something. Brian just stood there.

Man, that kid was slick.

…

It was Larry who got the call.

"You won't believe this." He said after a while as he rushed them out of the office and into the car "My daughter saw Percy Jackson."

He started driving and talked as quickly as he could.

"She's in Miami because her mother lives there, so she's in Miami beach, having an ice cream when BANG! Percy Jackson appears on the beach, with two other girls and a guy. I've called Miami police, but we need to be there."

"Man, you're daughter's crush is growing…" Thomas sang with a smirk.

But Brian nodded and dozed off.

When he woke up, he was in a plain.

"What the hell?"

Larry nodded at him from the seat on his right "We'll land in five minutes. Just don't freak out."

Brian tried.

…

They found Miami police waiting for them at the airport.

"Any luck?" Brian asked, tired.

A woman with long brown hair in a black police outfit shook her head "We saw them, and suddenly they were gone. Sorry. Into a car or something."

Thomas sighed "It's okay, Gwen. We're used to the kid giving us the slip"

Gwen just raised her eyebrows.

…

"Hello?" Brian said as he took the phone.

"Hi!" came a sweet voice "This is Sally Jackson. Percy's mother. You'll be happy to know the school dropped the charges. Percy is back at home and all right, so there's no need for you to look for him at all. Thank You!"

She hung up.

Brian told his co-workers what she said.

Thomas just stared "That family is freakin' nuts."

"I just know kids in ma times didn't do these things. No, they were all good folks, ye know?" joked Larry.

They all smiled at that.

Did you like it? And John Nunley? He was the...erm, comical relief of the story :)

I hope you enjoyed it. If so, say so in your reviews!

I await your reviews.

-ChocolateIsMyDoom