Me: I've was conflicted. Like, staring at the computer for twenty minutes conflicted.

Should I do another Family thing, where the characters who's background we somewhat know, or a freeverse (which I love doing) or focus on one specific person?

And then Puppykin98 reviewed, and I fell in love with the idea.

I don't own PJO

This chapter refers to a lot of the others that were a Future drabble. Just letting you know.

Nico, OC

Summary preview: From the first breath, to the college application.

May 23, 2019 5:38 A.M.

I glanced down at child sleeping in my arms, and for a moment, I was terrified of all the possible things that could go wrong in that very second.

Amanda squeezed my hand, letting me know that she was there, and gave me a soft smile, her icy blue eyes that were so unlike her mothers', blazing with pride, dimming the ghostly white... well, everything around us.

"It will be okay, Nico. You're going to be an amazing father." she told me, reading my emotions like no one else ever could.

I smiled weakly down at her, as the fear faded somewhat, but then Logan- my son that had been born only hours ago- woke up and started crying.

The panic came back in a rush.

"Oh my gods, is he okay? What happened? What-" I panicked, until an exhausted Percy came over, took Logan, and handed him to the waiting nurse, who rocked him back and forth genitally, until Logan eventually stopped crying and just fell back asleep.

I gave Percy a sheepish smile and he rolled his eyes.

"You so owe me. 3:32 A.M. Nico. A freaking M. I technically, I haven't slept in two days after pulling an all-nighter yesterday. So get your wallet out, and go and buy me a very large cup of coffee." he said, a mixture of amusement and annoyance on his face.

Annabeth and Rachel were passed out in the hard, unforgiving waiting room chairs, and didn't even stir when I walked past them.

I bought Percy's coffee-black, no anything-, getting myself one as well, and was about to walk back in, until I saw Percy standing outside the door.

"She fell asleep." he told me, referring to Amanda, removing his cup of coffee from my hands.

"Okay." I answered, and sat down, drinking my coffee, deep in thought.

May 27, 2019 3:56 P.M.

They were lucky I had just given Logan to Annabeth to hold when they told me.

I mean, yeah, I felt it earlier that day, but I just hadn't wanted to believe it.

Amanda couldn't just have gone and left me with our child to raise on my own. She couldn't have expected me to be able to do this without her.

She couldn't have died.

Percy and Rachel were there suddenly comforting me. I looked over at Annabeth and saw she was holding Logan out for me to hold. I took him, and would always remember how I felt when he opened his eyes, and I realized that he had the exact same shade of blue eyes as Amanda.

I would always remember the way I almost just shut down, and just might have if he hadn't grabbed one of my fingers and stared at me with innocent eyes.

So I put on a brave face, thanked the nurses for telling me, and watched Logan fall asleep.

May 23, 2020 11:13 A.M.

"No, Annabeth, I do not want a white cake. Get black, or even blue, but do not get him a white birthday cake. The color freaks him out as much as it does me." I told her, cell phone at my ear, diapers in the other.

"Yeah... yeah, YES Annabeth. I got it. Look, I have to go, okay? And tell Percy that Chiron needs to speak with him. No, I don't know why, but that's what he told me. Yeah. Good. Bye. Wait what? WAIT! No, don't hang-"

I sighed and snapped the phone shut, and warily gazed down at Logan.

"I will be a happy guy when you are potty-trained." I muttered.

May 23, 2020 1:24 P.M.

"Happy birthday, Logan!" Rachel cried, whilst eyeballing the icing on her finger.

Logan just stared at her. For a baby, he was unusually quiet. Annabeth was attempting to get a piece of cake for herself, when Kayden bounded into the room, a grin on his face.

"Nico! Guess what, Nico!" he cried, his twin sister coming in behind him.

"What?" I asked, faintly amused.

"We're in Kindergarten! Momma says that she is proud of us." Kirsten said, shoving her brother out of the way, her arms open for a hug.

I blinked down at her, and patted her head. She frowned for a moment then shrugged, took her brother's arm, and grabbing Annabeth's plate on her way out.

"HEY!" Annabeth yelled, running after her giggling children. Rachel shook her head, and Logan smeared icing on his face.

"This was a bad idea." I muttered.

As if on cue, Percy stumbled into the room, tripped, and tipped over the table holding the cake. Which, just happened to you know. Fall on him.

Rachel and I broke out laughing, as we watched Percy stand up, a horrified look on his face as he scooped icing off the back of his head.

"My hair." he whispered. Annabeth looked in, laughed, wiped a piece of icing off, and smeared it on his nose, said "That's a good look for you, Seaweed Brain." before going to look the twins again.

And then Logan started to cry, which just made Rachel laugh harder.

"Look what you did, Percy." she said, taking deep breaths.

I rolled my eyes, and picked Logan up."Happy Birthday, kiddo." I told him, rubbing his back, right as Thalia threw open the door, a huge black dog stuffed animal in her hand.

"I though it would help him not freak out too much when he meets Mrs. O'Leary." she said in defense, after it completely freaked Logan out.

"Ha. Look how well that turned out, Pinecone Face." I told her, right before she punched my arm.

"Shuddup." she muttered, her face turning red.

October 17, 2020 5:47 P.M.

"So, he still doesn't know how to walk yet?" Rachel asked, looked at Logan sitting in my lap.

"No. Well, he can somewhat stand on his own, but he hasn't taken his first steps that I know of." I explained.

Rachel nodded. "Let me see him." she said. I handed him over.

"Okay, Nico, stand up. Hey little guy. Do you see your daddy over there? Yeah?" she asked once I had stood up, and Logan had nodded.

"Good. Now can you walk over to him and give him a hug?" she asked. Logan frowned, but stood up anyways.

He feel down a few times, but right before I was about to tell Rachel it wasn't going to happen today, he put one foot in front of the other, and slowly wobbled to me.

I grinned and hug him. "Great job Logan!" Rachel and I said at the same time.

Logan smiled and looked at Rachel. "Momma."

We both froze. "Did he just-?"

"Yeah." I whispered.

It was silent for a moment. Then Rachel bent down, scooped Logan up, and gave him a half-smile.

"See? I knew you weren't mute. But, hey, call me Ra for the time being. I'm not a mom yet." she said with an airy laugh.

Logan blinked. "Momma?"

Rachel shook her head. "Nope. Ra. As in, the Egyptian sun god."

I raised an eyebrow and Rachel smirked. "That's right, Death Breath. I get to be a sun god."

A knock came to the door. I warily opened it, realizing just what Rachel had said.

Apollo's smirk was suddenly in my doorway.

"Did I hear my title?" he asked, walking towards the couch. Rachel looked bewildered, then bit her lip.

"Ah, no. I was talking about Ra. The Egyptian sun god. Not you. Sorry." she apologized.

Apollo's face grew dark. "The senile old guy those two misfits woke up, forever ago?" he asked.

I was completely confused as we stood there in silence.

"Are you saying that there are Egyptian gods still around as well?"I asked. Apollo's eyes widdened as a loud crash of thunder filled the sky and it started to rain.

"Where did you get that idea? Nah. Anyways, I think Zeus just called a meeting. See you later." he said hastily, standing up and sprinting towards the door.

"By the way, never trust the Per Ankh." he whispered urgently, then left.

"I will never understand that guy. Sometimes I think he likes confusing people."

We heard a soft sound of thunder and we both jumped.

Rachel grimaced. "SORRY APOLLO!" she yelled and it thundered again.

"Ra?" Logan finally spoke up, pointing to her. Rachel smiled.

"Yup. Ra." she said.

Logan pointed to me. "Dada," then pointed to Rachel. "Ra."

"Very good, Kiddo. Now, I should probably go before I learn any more unwanted facts." she said, handing Logan back to me, smiled, then left.

I had just watched my son take his first steps, say his first words, and learned that there may very well be other gods roaming the U.S.A.

Yeah, it could be considered an eventful day.

January 6, 2021 2:43 P.M.

"Look, I don't know what's wrong with him! Gods, Rachel I've never even seen him get sick before!" I yelled into the phone, and I looked through the internet for something to break Logan's fever.

"No need to get huffy. Why didn't you just call Percabeth, or even Tratie for that matter? Katie would be a better pick then me." she said, referring to the nicknames the she had given the married couples.

"Percy won't be home for another two and a half hours, nor will Annabeth. I don't have Katie's number, and I certainly don't want Travis' advice. You're the last resort."

"Gee, thanks." she said sarcastically. "Well, have you tried just taking him to the doctor?

I froze. "Um, no, I haven't actually."

Rachel snorted. "You idiot. Go, and call me later to tell me if he's okay, or not."

I nodded, even though I knew she couldn't see me, and hung up, grabbing my coat and keys on the way to Logan's room.

August 27, 2023 4:28 P.M.

I opened the door to my house, and and down on the couch, a lost expression on my face.

I had just talked to Thalia one the phone and had it confirmed that Annabeth was dead.

She told me that Percy had kind of snapped and went into this grief-stage, and that's where Rachel would be for the next few days.

I closed my eyes, and then heard the babysitter came back into the room.

"Mr. di Angelo?" she said quietly. My eyes snapped open and she gave me a nervous grin, her eyebrows scrunched into a furrow.

"Is my shift over?" she asked. I nodded, pulled out my wallet from the back pocket, and handed her a twenty.

"Thanks. Logan is in his room, asleep. He should be up in a little while, since his nap started at 2:00. So, um, thanks. Bye." she said, and quickly ran out the door.

I looked around, and saw every shadow lacing the walls, the hallway to the left of me shrouded in them, the ceiling shadowy shapes, the way they seemed to move with every heartbeat, dancing just out of the corner of my eyes.

Gods, I hated being a demigod.

I shook my head, trying to stop the dancing, got off the couch, and walked to Logan's room.

He was just sitting there, watching the doorway, as if waiting for him to walk through.

Okay, yeah, my son freaked me out sometimes.

"Hi, Daddy." he said, jumping off his bed and walked towards me. I ruffled his hair before leading him into the living room.

"Hey. Look, Logan, I'm not going to be home for a few days. Okay? Do you remember Grandma Susan and Grandpa Arnold?" I asked, thinking of Amanda's parents.

Logan nodded. "Great. Well, how would you like to go visit them for awhile? It would be fun...ish." I told him.

Logan frowned. "Why?"

Of course. The typical child response. "Because I need to be somewhere for a few days. But I'll be back. Don't worry."

"Why?"

"Percy needs to talk to me."

"Will Anna be there?" Logan asked, using the nickname we had given her so that the little kids could pronounce her name.

I winced. "Not really, no."

Logan's icy blue eyes narrowed. "But why? Is she still at the doctors?"

"Nope. She's with your other Grandpa now. But don't worry. We'll see her again one day." I forced a light tone into my voice.

Logan frown became more pronounced. "But she didn't say goodbye to us."

I closed my eyes. "No. She didn't say goodbye to us this time. Not even to Percy." I told him, picked him up, and went to go pack his things.

Susan and Arnold would just have to have a surprise visit from their only grandchild and son-in-law.

August 19, 2024 7:57 A.M.

"Remember not to talk back to the teacher, try and make some friends, and that I love you and will be back after school, okay?" I asked Logan, standing in front of his classroom's door, like all the other parents.

I gave him a brief hug, ruffled his hair, and guided him tot he doorway.

"Have a great first day of school, kiddo." I said, and smiled as he only looked inside with a curious expression and didn't start to cry.

I watched him walk away, and felt insanely proud of him and a bit sad for something so little.

December 24, 2029 9:34 A.M.

"Yes, Rachel, I'm getting old. But you know what? You're older then me, so I can still feel better about myself. Hey, don't blame me for you unwanted time of birth. I'm the death kid, remember? Don't you dare hang -!" I said, and then frowned at the now silent phone.

Logan looked up from the game he was playing, and gave me that rare smile of his.

"We're still going to Percy's for Christmas this year, right Dad? I mean, I already made him, the twins, and Rachel a card. I made Thalia one too, but we haven't seen her in a while." Logan explained.

I nodded, then grabbed the suitcase off my desk and rummaged through some papers that probably needed to be sorted out before the week was up, and felt slightly irritated when I couldn't find the gift cards I had hidden there.

Oh well. I could just look for them later.

But when I looked up to continue the conversation, I saw that Logan was already back in his game.

March 24, 2031

"So Dad. I've been thinking and I would-"

"You are not getting a laptop. The last one I gave you didn't even last a week."

"But Dad, that was Kayd-"

"I don't care."

"Dad-"

"You're still not getting the laptop."

Logan huffed. "I wasn't going to ask for one. I was just going to say that I was wondering if I could go hang out with some friends."

My eyebrows went up. "Oh. Sure. Be back before nine unless you're staying with one of them."

Logan nodded, and grabbed his phone off the table. "I'll call you and let you know around eight." he said, before disappearing into his room.

It just so happened that Rachel called me and told me that Percy was planning to leave his house and children in the care of Travis Stoll.

This required some devious planning, so I left a note on the door, telling Logan where to find me.

Then I headed out for Rachel's.

August 18, 2032 2:11 P.M.

"Nico!"

"What?" I yelled back.

Percy ran into the room with a panicked expression on his face.

"Why didn't you tell anyone that Logan didn't know about the gods? Kirsten was just talking about it with Kayden and Rachel when he walked in and started asking question, to which Kayden started explaining, and well, it's gone down hill."

I took a deep breath and walked towards the living room.

Four heads snapped towards me and then Logan looked vaguely relieved.

"Oh, thank God. Dad, please tell me that they are all insane."

I shrugged. "Well, they are, but not for the reason you think." I told him, ignoring the outraged "HEY!"s.

"What-"

"The Greek and Roman gods are real Logan. Hades is my father, Poseidon is Percy's father, Rachel over there is a freaking Oracle of Apollo, Travis' is-"

"If you said mentally challenged I will personally laugh with you." Travis spoke up, walking in with Conner and Katie.

I rolled my eyes. "Good for you." I told him, before turning back to Logan.

"Anyway, Travis and Conner are sons of Hermes, whilst Katie is a daughter of Demeter."

Logan stared back at us with disbelief.

"No way."

Conner sighed.

"That's what we all said in the beginning. Well, aside from Rachel. She kind of always knew. Side affect of the effect before the Oracle."

Travis' eyes lit up. "What about the Riptide?" he asked Percy.

Rachel gave me a look like I -hope-to-gods-he-doesn't-realize-that's-what-we-used-for-the-twins.

I shared her panic.

Percy was glancing at the twins warily.

"I don't know."

Kirsten waved it off. "Don't worry about us freaking out. We already know it's the pen in your pocket."

Percy froze. "And just how do you know that?" he asked, an irritated expression of his face as he glared at Rachel.

Kayden glared at Kirsten. "Way to go." he hissed.

I was slowly backing out of the room.

"Rachel? How do they know the Riptide is my pen?" Percy demanded.

Rachel scanned the room- for either me or exits I presume- and narrowed her eyes when she didn't find either.

"Happy birthday!" she exclaimed randomly. Percy glare didn't waver. She sighed.

"Fine. Well, you see, Nico thought it would be a great idea for them to know about the gods and goddess-"

"Lies." I said, my voice a little louder then usual, walking back into the room.

"It was all Rachel's idea really. She wanted to know if they had the sight, so she nicked your pen- still don't know how that happened by the way- and uncapped it in the presents of your children. I am please to say, no one fainted." I drawled, leaning against a wall.

"Traitor" Rachel mouthed at me.

I smirked in response.

"I am totally lost." Logan spoke up.

Kirsten pulled out a pen. Riptide to be exact.

Percy stared at it in amazement. "How do people keep doing that?" he asked, but this time it wasn't as annoyed.

Rachel and Kirsten smirked.

"Anyways, my dear little cousin, this is the Riptide. You may bask in it's awesomeness later. For now-" she uncapped the pen and the sword that almost cut my head off in the Underworld appeared.

Logan stared.

And stared.

And stared.

Then he started laughing.

"So you're all being serious? This isn't just some joke? Oh man, this is cool." he said.

Kayden smiled. "Welcome to the demigod world, Logan. From what I've heard, it's not a very boring place." and with that, we continued to tell him interesting facts about the gods that we had learned over time.

June 1, 2033 12:23 P.M.

"Hey Dad, do you remember last week when you told me to call Rachel and find out if I could still go to camp? Yeah, well I was not imagining it to look like this."Logan said.

I snorted. "It's like a mini neighborhood. Don't worry, I'm sure Hades won't mind you staying in his Cabin.

Logan smirked. "You know I've never been to camp, while the twins have been like, at least four times over their winter and summer breaks combined."

"I forgot that we told them.."

Logan gave me a weird look, but then the twin walked over, and I realized that they were going to be adults in November.

And that Logan was already 14, well past the age that I was when I first came to camp.

I realized that he was really growing up, and that maybe I should have brought him here a long time ago.

April 6, 2035 6:54 P.M.

"I won't be back until eleven or so, Dad." Logan told me, basically promising to stay within curfew.

"Have fun."I told him, hearing the door slam shut as Logan went to either a party or date with his newest girlfriend, gazing down at the paper in my hands.

It was a fairly old picture from back in 2015, with a recently married Annabeth and Percy, Thalia, Grover, Rachel, and me sitting on one of the hills in Camp Half-Blood.

The day had been clear, with a few puffy clouds over head, the grass was still that new-spring green, and we were all in various positions.

Annabeth and Percy were laying by each other, looking at the the sky, Thalia was off to the side talking with Rachel who both were sitting cross-legged in the grass, Grover was playing his reed pipes by a patch of unusually bright flowers, and I was sitting with my back against a tree, near-by Thalia and Rachel.

That had been the day that I met Amanda.

She had seen us, and being a daughter of Aphrodite, couldn't help but capture the perfect scene from afar.

Later that day she had given me the film, asking me if I could show it to the others.

I had found myself talking with her for half a hour before I saw Annabeth in the distance and remembered that I was suppose to be showing off a picture.

That had been the beginning of everything.

The door opened and Logan came back in.

When he saw my curious expression he shrugged.

"I forgot my phone. Hey, is that Annabeth?" he asked, looking down at the picture.

"Yeah. Thalia and Grover are there as well." I told him. Logan winced.

"Grover... that name brings back images of bunnies and freezers. And Kayden with a baseball bat." he told me, a frown marring his face.

I started laughing. "Gods, that was a great day. I think that was the only time you met him. Usually he's an okay guy to hang with. But the rabbit happened to be there..." I trailed off still laughing.

Logan gave me a bemused look, then smirked at the picture.

"Even then you were a loner. Gods, look at your hair. Is that Rachel? She has paint smeared across her face." he observed, then looked up questioning.

"This picture was taken from a distance away. Who took it?"

I smiled softly. "Your mother. She liked capturing perfect scenes on camera for the world to enjoy." I told him.

Logan's eyes widened. I didn't talk much about Amanda and he was probably savoring this moment.

After awhile he broke the sudden silence.

"Do you have any other pictures she took?"

I nodded. "You know that scrapbook I always told you was of your baby pictures? Yeah, I lied. Go find it. I think it even has a few pictures of her in it."

Logan huffed, but left to go get the scrapbook.

And when he came back and we studied the images caught on camera, I realized that Logan never even bothered to get his phone.

January 31, 2037 3:57 P.M.

"I have no idea where I'm going for college." Logan admitted.

I gave him a wary look. "And I'm suppose to help you with this how exactly?"

"You're my dad. You have to have had some idea of where you want me to go." Logan explained.

I blinked. "I don't actually. I thought you like being independent and free to make your own choices now that you are only a few months away from being an adult."

Logan glared at me. "I prefer not to have Kirsten's words thrown back at me. Just because I agreed never meant that I can have them used against me."

"Okay. Fine. How's this? 'I'm almost an adult, Dad. I can do whatever the Hades I want to.'" I countered.

Logan huffed. "I was a scullen teenager, what can I say? Now will you help me?"

I smirked. "You are not suppose to get outside influences."

"Gods! Do you remember everything from that stupid pep talk the teachers must have given you in your youth?" Logan demanded.

"Youth. Sophisticated." I noted.

Logan groaned. "You are no help, whatsoever." he complained.

"I could always call Rachel. Or Percy. Hell, I could even call Travis if you're that desperate."

Logan's head shot up. "YES! That's perfect! Call Travis! I must speak with him."

I looked back bewildered.

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, Dad! This is Travis. He'll know the fun colleges."

I blinked again. "You're going to end up in clown college." I told him, but gave him Travis' phone number away.

As I left his room, I could hear "Hey Katie? I needed to talk to Travis."

September 1, 2037

I walked with Logan back to the car and stood there.

His icy blue eyes were shining. "This is going to be a great year." he told me.

"I'm glad." I told him.

And then he did something totally surprising. Logan hugged me.

After a few awkward seconds, I somewhat hugged him back.

"I'm going to miss you, Dad." he told me.

"I'm going to miss you too. Have a great year. Call me occasionally, okay?"

"You got it. Love you."

I got into the car. "Love you too. Bye." I said and watched him walk away.

In my mind's eye, I mentally compared him to the ten year old who hardly spoke to me, then the the thirteen year old who just found out about gods. Then to the sixteen year old who sat at the kitchen table with me, looking over his mother's artwork.

And I saw that in no way was Logan di Angelo a child any longer.

Me: I hate this chapter with a burning passion. I left out some seriously important milestones in a child's life. BUT I WANTED IT UP TODAY.

(because after this I will probably not update until sometime in December and I don't have time to write another.)

So I posted it and hoped to God that you guys don't hate it as much as I do.

I just turned Logan AND poor Nico into a Gary Stu... :(

The Egyptian thing was totally unplanned when I first wrote it, but then I was like Oh yeah, Rick Riordan also rights about a god named Ra and I had to put it in.

I love irony. (The prophet of Apollo using a different Sun God's name)

My jaw just dropped. You thought the Family was long? THIS IS OVER 5,000 WORDS. Yeah. It's definitely the longest chapter I have ever written.

Next Chapter: Stripes.

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