Hey guys please don't yell at me. *cringes* Kay so I'm back and ready to finish. I'll to try to update about every other week, earlier if possible.

By the way, you should know that this was going to be Cookie Queen who was going to update. She started this chapter in November but then never did it. Whatever. I didn't even know up until I decided to write and saw Chapter 8 on word and I'm like: 'say what, dawg?' and then I read it and I'm like 'Gurl, swerve.' So, HA, COOKIE QUEEN! I win.

Also, happy late Halloween, Thanksgiving, Hanukah, Kwanza, Diwali, Christmas, Valentine's Day, etc.

Okay, so I visited Rick Riordan's house and brought along a giant stuffed Mrs. O'Leary, but he still wouldn't give me the rights. So, nope.

Without further ado, here is the chapter.

Percy's PoV

"ANNABETH!" My mother ran out of the apartment and attacked her. "Oh, my God, sweetheart, it's been so long!" She peppered her cheeks with kisses. Annabeth giggled and returned her hug, giving me a giggle over her shoulder.

My mom led us inside, talking animatedly. "So, Paul heard something about an annoying girl at school bugging you two?" She said it like a question, after finishing her story about Chiron accidently IM-ing her three in the morning.

Annabeth gave me a look. "Um, yeah, but Sally it's nothing to worry about, really. She's just a little jealous. Well, a lot jealous."

Mom nodded, but she didn't look convinced. "Well, if there are any problems, tell me rights away." Then as a second thought, she teasingly added, "And, Anna? You can call me mom."

Annabeth blushed strawberry red and I could feel myself do the same. We tried to look away, but wandering grey eyes met sea green, and then dropped like a storm over the sea. We shuffled after my mom into the dining room, and I grabbed Annabeth's hand and gave it a squeeze. I thought I could see the hint of a smile on her face, though it was down.

Mom and Annabeth sat on a loveseat, talking quickly in a way girls only could, both clutching coffee mugs. I tried to follow the conversation, I really did, but it's hard to follow two girls' conversation, and, face it, with a beauty like Annabeth sitting in front of me, it's pretty hard to focus on anything besides blonde hair and stormy eyes. She looked so pretty, talking rapidly to my mother. Her head shifted to look at me and once again, gray eyes met green. She blushed and looked away under the intensity of my gaze.

Suddenly, I could understand what my mom was suggesting, by telling Annabeth to call her mom. WE could get married. I could picture it, Annabeth in a white dress –actually, I don't care what color the dress was- holding a bouquet of flowers and walking down an aisle strewn with rose petals; Annabeth and I walking into a house together; Annabeth holding a baby in her arms while I stood above her.

I was sure that the Fates were doing this on purpose: showing me the future. I realized Annabeth kept shooting me glances, so I probably had zoned out. I shook my head: now was not the time for these thoughts.

"Oh, um Percy, honey?" mom looked at me nervously.

"Hmm?" I replied, watching her carefully.

"What would you think about a sibling?" Mom squeaked out.

I just stared. "You're pregnant?!"

She nodded softly. Annabeth screamed. "Oh my Gods, Sally, that's great!" She placed her coffee mug on the table and gave mom a big hug.

"Percy?" My mom asked timidly. I realized that while I had been sitting and staring at the table, my mom's mind must have been whizzing at 100 miles per hour. I'm sure she was getting all the wrong thoughts about my possible reaction.

"Mom," I said breathlessly. "Th-that's great! Oh, does Paul know?"

Mom shook her head. "No, not yet. Perce, are you sure you're okay?"

I nodded but I was lying to myself. "Will she like me?"

Annabeth, seeing my face, dropped her arms from my mother and came around to hug me. "Already picking genders, huh?" That drew a small laugh, although it sobered up quickly. She noticed and rubbed my shoulders. "Percy, she or he will love you. I just know it."

"But, I mean, it's not even fair. Imagine, living under the shadow of me, not to mention I'm half God, and literally invulnerable!"

Annabeth dropped her hands from my shoulders and glared at me. "No self-esteem issues here, I see."

I grinned cheekily at her. "But you love me!"

She sighed, as though regretting something. "Unfortunately, I think I do."

I gave her a grin, then leaned over and kissed her softly, not caring if my mom was watching.

Sally watched her son kiss his girlfriend and felt a pang of remorse: she missed the little boy with scraped knees, messy hair and big green eyes, asking if the big black dog outside was real, or if he could lick the spoon from the (blue, of course) cake batter.

She missed that he would now whisper his secrets to somebody else, not her. It hurt her heart, but she was glad that the girl was Annabeth Chase. She would rather nobody else.

Mia. If it was a girl, we decided to name her Mia. If it was a boy, we would name him Luke. Naming him Luke was my idea, of course, but I could see Annabeth's eyes darken a little. Mom nodded somberly, thinking it was an appropriate tribute to him.

When we rode back to Annabeth's uncle's home, it was really quite. "Anna?" I asked. "What are you thinking?" I didn't need to ask. I knew she was thinking about Luke.

"That was really sweet, you know. Naming him Luke," She replied, albeit quietly. "It…he deserves it."

I nodded in agreement. "Well, if it's triplets we could always name them Luke, Charles, and Silena."

Annabeth grinned. "Yeah, I don't know about that. Maybe we should wait for our own."

That caused me to slam on the brakes. It was a good thing we were at a red light. "Wh-what?" I spluttered. Was she suggesting…?

Her face was bright red. "Ergh- forget I said anything…"

I nodded but kept staring at her. I she was saying what I thought she was… basically she just said that we would settle down and have kids…

I have to admit, that thought brought a small smile to my face.

Annabeth's PoV

I looked over at Percy, hopefully discreetly, and I could tell he was deep in thought. I wished I hadn't blurted out what I had; it's just that what Sally said had gotten me thinking. A lot.

We pulled up to David's home and I saw Aunt Jessica's car was in the driveway, along with a hot pink convertible on the side. Curious, I shifted in my seat to look at the car, but could get no other dirt.

Percy cleared his throat. "So, Anna… about what you said earlier…" He started, but I quieted him by placing a finger on his lips.

"Percy, even I don't know what I just said. When the time comes, we can think about it, but not now. Now is most definitely not the time." I looked back at the house. "Do you want to come in? I can help you with your trig homework?" Even I could hear the hesitation in my voice; I loved him but I really needed to be alone, I needed time to think about what I'd said; to think about Rachel, to think about everything, really.

To my relief, he shook his head. "I'd love to, Anna, but I've got to get home, get started on that trig… ugh. Plus, mom probably needs me, and I kind of need to talk to Paul."

I nodded. "Yeah, okay. Tell Paul hey for me, okay?" I faltered. "And Percy? I love you."

I leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. He hugged me and then I got out of the car. Alone at last. Time to go over my thoughts, do my calculus, and maybe even read some of The Scarlett Letter. I opened the door, and heard a bit of clatter in the den. I walked over, mainly to get my iPod from where I'd left it on the table, and realized that, no, I would not be alone.

Percy's PoV

I was in my room working attentively (so basically I was distracted by everything) on my trigonometry homework, when he IM came. "Percy?"

It was Travis. "Hey dude. What's up?" After a pause, I grinned wickedly. "How's Katie?" I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively at his blush.

"Shut up you dou-doo doo…" He trailed off his expletive opting to call me a doo-doo when Chiron neared.

Chiron shook his head. "Travis, stop swearing. Percy? Hello, Percy, how are you?"

"Hey, Chiron. I'm good, thanks, but I'd be better if trigonometry didn't exist," He chuckled. "Anyway, what's up with you?"

"There is something I wanted to talk to you and Annabeth about. Where is she? I assumed you'd be… together…"

I ignored the slightly suggestive way he said 'together' and replied. "Oh, yeah she was here just an hour or two ago… I dropped her home."

"Oh," He sighed. "Well, let me tell you, and I trust you can explain it to her." He looked at me, asking for conformation. At my nod, he continued. "There's a boy… he's a freshman at Goode, I don't think you know him; his name is David. He has powers that are like nothing we've ever seen, except, perhaps, in you. We are not aware of his godly parentage, But it's like a magic hotspot coming from where he is, though it could be you and Annabeth.

"Regardless, keep an eye on him. Remember: freshman, dark brown hair, blue eyes, and good at sports. He's probably going to try out for a sports team. You're on basketball, correct?"

"Yes sir." I said.

"Good. You know what to do. Keep him out of trouble, report anything to us. Oh, and tell Annabeth, you idiot. Don't let her distract you, if you know what I mean."

I blushed and nodded, then swiped my hand through the mist. "So, um… trig…"

"Percy," my Mom called me downstairs for dinner. I jumped up, remembering it was lasagna. When I reached the kitchen my mom was bending down to pull the lasagna out of the oven.

"Mom! Stop, I can do it!" I cried, rushing forward.

"Percy," She laughed, placing the lasagna on the counter and removing her oven mitts. "Calm down, I'm just three months." She shook her head. "Go set the table. God, I don't know what you're going to do with Annabeth."

I rubbed my eyes and pulled the pulled the plates out of the cabinet, not sure either.

Annabeth's PoV

In the den was my aunt Jessica, with some girls from school, a girl named Darla, one named Carrie, one we called Steph but no one knew her real name, and the greatest of them all, Rachel Elizabeth Dare.

"Annabeth! Why don't you come help us! David told you that I ran yearbook club, right? C'mon, join us!" Jessica bubbled, oblivious to the tension in the room.

"Um, no thanks, Jess, I have homework and Percy's going to IM for help with trig…" I caught myself saying IM too late. I was going to fix it but Darla decided to open her big mouth.

"IM? You mean like Instant Message?" Darla said obnoxiously. "Isn't that, I dunno, old fashioned?" She looked doubtful.

"Well, that wouldn't be the only thing Annie here is old fashioned about," Rachel spoke, and then coughed into her hand 'prude'.

Jessica was again oblivious to what Rachel said. "Oh, Anna, you spend too much time with Percy, making out and what not. And we all know that regardless of his intent in calling you, you'll just end up talking about crap 'till, like, eleven, and then you'll say, 'Seaweed Brain, we need to go to sleep' and he'll say, 'But Wise Girl…' and you'll sigh and say goodnight about a billion times, then you'll fight over who loves who the most, and finally you'll turn in."

I stared at her in astonishment: some of it was true; we did end up talking late, I did tell him to go to sleep, but we never did that icky gushy 'I love you more' stuff.

But seeing Rachel's face, it was worth it. "How do you know what we do?"

She smiled. "I eavesdrop. But, by the way, you guy should be quieter when you're in your room." and she winked at me, to Rachel's obvious horror.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love my aunt?

Yay! I've actually updated.

I really want to stress how sorry I am but I have some inspiration after taking like a four month break, and I am here to finish the story.

I gave you an extra-long chapter, by the way, because you deserve it.

Actually, this is the longest chapter I've ever written, which is kind of sad…

I'll try to update every one to two weeks, but no guarantees.

So, anyway, please review. Thirteen more till 100! :)

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~~~~~Chocoholic