Summary: (WARNING: Spoilers!)(I own none of the original character and places just the OCs! I do not own the songs either!)Percy and Annabeth are married and are living happily. There a twists and turn throughout their life with many surprises…

Disclaimer: I own none of the original character and places just the OCs! All rights to Uncle Rick! Also I don't own any of the songs.

A/N: Hey guys, the next few chapters are going to be important so pay attention. Enjoy and pleeeeeeeease tell us what you think! And thankyou for reading this authors note padawan!

Brook's POV

Then a stick with wings and snakes wrapped around it, a Caduceus, appears floating above the pit. And all the sudden a boy appears. Luke.

"Ahhhh, good choice in food Nico. I may have achieved Elysium but that doesn't mean the food is all that great." Luke says semi dramatically.

"Luke…" Annabeth chokes.

"Oh. My. Gods. Annabeth!", he exclaims. "You grew up beautifully! And if I didn't know any better I would say you married fish boy over here, right? Oh aaaaand you're expecting, wonderful!"

"Wait… what!?" Percy screams.

"Ummm, let's get back on topic here. What the deal with you and Brook?" Suggests Annabeth, trying to quickly change the subject, hoping no one caught what Luke said. But I sure did!

"Oh sure its not like I have anything better to do, except for maybe partyin with the dead!" Luke says. "Okay, so I feel terrible about what I did to you three. I thought that maybe if I give Percy's sister MY sword then it would show you three and everyone else that I want forgiveness. Also I see that she will be a hero who will help people, so if she has my sword then it gets a chance to redeem itself."

What does he mean I'm going to be a hero?

And he continues. "Percy and Annabeth I'm sorry I made your life a living puggle. (N/A: Puggle: Alternative cuss word.) And Nico, I'm sorry I was one of the reasons you had a hard life ever since you got out of the casino."

" Oh wow on and on with the apologies." Percy says annoyed and confuzzled.

"Its ok Perc…..Lets just get this over with." Annabeth says still dazed.

"Grrr… Okay but if little Lukey over here doesn't get to the point he's going to wish he was stabbed with his precious sword." Percy says.

"Well sooooooooo WHAT'S HAPPENING!" I finally say.

"BROOK, STAY OUT OF THIS!" Percy yells.

That's it! And I run off.

I run through the forest for gods know how long. I come to a small clearing with a little creek and stop. I sit with my back against a large rock facing the stream. I put my hand in the water and all the sudden it starts to glow. I jump back as the water starts to form a shape, the shape of a man. Then it solidifies into a man!

"Brook." He says, in relief.

"Who are you and what do you want." I say, drawing my sword.

"Brook… I. Am. Your. Father." (N/A: Star Wars reference!)

"Well, if you're Poseidon then prove it!"

"Ok."

Then the water rises. He starts to move his hands and the water forms the shape of a winged horse. He pulls his hands back and before my eyes stands a pegasus. It is a mahogany color with a black mane.

"Whoa! Ok… I believe you."

"Ha and I didn't even have to do anything impressive to convince you!" He says and I pout.

"So what do you want!" I snap.

"Wow ok guess your not happy to see me."

"Why would I be, you let my mother die!"

"Brook, I'm sooo sorry about what happened. I loved your mother dearly, but there was nothing I could do. The shark miss took her as a threat. I am truly sorry."

"Okay fine. But why show up NOW!"

"Because right now I know you need me."

"What do you mean?"

"You're overwhelmed and stressed. I'm here to tell you you're not alone. Things will eventually get better. And Percy didn't mean to scream at you he's just frustrated."

"Ok."

"I care about you Brook and I always have and will, I hope you know that."

"I know."

"Oh and here's a little… or maybe not so little gift for you." He says pointing to the pegasus.

"Wow! Thank! Does it have a name?"

"No she does not. Take good care of her Brook and you take care too." And with that he leaves.

"I think I'm going to name you Pimelea."

N/A: Pimelea (Pie-meal-lee-a) is the way to pronounce παλίρροια which is Greek for tide.

Ello our little seahorses we hope y'all liked this chapter. Did you really read the authors note because the force tells me you didn't so go back up there. C YA L8R!