Chapter 27

Poseidon's face was grim and distant, but cold.

"The police know about you. I know the chief well so I got them to stop any interrogation or arrests. But, Crystal..." he let out a sigh, "I think it would be best if you got out of the state for a bit, clear your mind away from all the busy drama here."

She nodded, "I'm not getting the inheritance, am I?"

"No. You're not." he said flatly, folding his hands together on the desk in front of him.

"Fine, I'll leave."

It was a week in and Annabeth was getting pretty jittery. She hadn't talked to her mother since her discharge, but it was pretty clear to her that Athena was not taking 'no' for an answer.

With her earphones in, she was taking a jog around central park, listening to Am I Wrong by Nico & Vinz. It was Nico's favorite song for obvious reasons.

She stopped at the bridge and held the rails to catch her breathe. Sweat beaded her brow as she felt the waking sun shine its first rays on her face. Getting more used to her scars, she had put on some track shorts with a sports bra and a hoodie. It may be because her scars were becoming less noticeable, nevertheless— she was pretty damn proud of herself for being able to get over her stupid insecurities. Besides..the scars looked hella badass and kept the creepy perverts away— maybe not all, but most.

Her mother had called her over just this morning and she absolutely didn't want to face her at the moment.

She let out a sigh and stared out at the view. You could see the beautiful cityscape clearly from the bridge. The park was coming more to life as more people were starting to walk through the park and lounge on the grass.

Annabeth enjoyed just doing some people-watching, wishing she had her sketchbook with her. She wanted to stay here. In the lively city of Manhattan. She didn't want to go- away from Percy. Gods, that just sounded like hell. And no matter how threatening her mother was, she just didn't want to leave. Athena couldn't make her go. She couldn't. For goodness sakes, she wasn't fifteen anymore.

She let out an exasperated sigh. She had let her mother's intimidating presence here get the best of her. If Athena had been in California and had told her to come home, Annabeth wouldn't have been such a panicky idiot who didn't know what to do at all. She had let her mother overwhelm her and she was not going to let that happen again.

Annabeth was caught up in her thoughts when suddenly her iPhone notified her of a text message.

Mom: Come later. Like in an hour.

Okay, that was weird. Her mother never texted her. Athena never liked how the old fashioned calling was becoming outdated, so she would always call people instead of text.

Annabeth felt something was definitely wrong so she started running again, out of the park. She caught a taxi and sped off to Athena's hotel.

Calypso sat in her office. Her mind full of thoughts. Her eyes flitted to the picture on her desk.

It was a picture of Percy and her when they were in middle school. His arm was swung around her in a casual embrace. The picture was taken right before he first kissed her on the lips. It was a memory that had never left her.

She still loved him. If it wasn't obvious already.

And she loved Annabeth. The blonde beauty was always her cute little sister she adored, but it was unfortunate that she was the one who had Percy's heart. Callie was pretty jealous. More than she would have liked to admit.

It was no surprise that they were together though. She always knew the connection between them as siblings was too strong to be anything normal as she knew a lot of other people thought as well. So, when she heard about the switch, she wasn't surprised at all.

It was no wonder that Percy loved her so much. Annabeth was all a guy could ask for and so much more. She had the genius intelligence, the attractive personality, and the looks that could catch the eye of any guy she wanted. Not to mention the fact that she knew Percy the best— being his former sister and all.

Gods, seeing him again though… Calypso thought she would collapse at the knees.

The rush of memories that seeing him again brought had been overwhelming for her. And now— he was the only thing on her mind.

Callie stood form her desk. No matter how much she cared for Annabeth, she couldn't take them being together anymore.

The more she waited, the more she was driving herself insane.

She walked out of her office and strutted in her heels down the hall to Percy's office.

-line break-

"Mom?" Annabeth asked, opening the hotel door with the hotel key she bribed from the hotel clerk.

She walked further in and gasped loudly at what she saw.

The card key in her hand dropped to the floor.

Her purse fell down from her shoulder.

"Oh my Gods." she said in a hushed voice. She ran over to her mother— collapsed on the floor.

Her fingers shook as she called 911 on her iPhone.

"911, what is your emergency?" a voice said.

"My mom.. she's unconscious … not breathing.. Blood's everywhere…" Annabeth said between shaky sobs.

Percy looked up as the door to his office opened.

His secretary's head popped in, "Mr. Jackson. Ms. Atlas is here to see you."

"Let her in."

A brunette came walking in.

"Oh, hey. Callie. What can I do for you?" he said smiling at her.

She simply went up to his desk and leaned down so that her face was inches to his,

"You tell me, Percy."

Author's Note:

Omg! That was short but necessary.

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