Thanks to all of you who read and reviewed chapter one. I hope you like this one too. For those of you haven't made the connection, Zoë is named after Zoë Nightshade in The Titan's Curse.

Disclaimer: Again, I do not own PJO

Please enjoy!

Zoë POV

We were going to Montauk Beach. I was really excited because we hardly ever go, that and Dad used to go there with Grandma Sally. LaThe last time we went I was only nine, so you can understand why I was excited to go. The weird thing? Both Dad and Mom were...nervous wasn't they right word, but they didn't seem as relaxed as they should have been. They didn't come right out and tell me, but they were checking their shoulders. Dad couldn't keep his hands still, they kept drifting to his pockets. Mom was drumming her fingers against her legs, but that could have been amounted to the ADHD.

When we pulled up to the beach, I was out of the car before it had rolled to a complete stop. As soon as my mom and dad were ready, we headed to our the cabin. When we got there, Dad had this faraway look in his eye, like he was remembering fond times. Both of my parents did that, but I thought it was normal. Kind of like they were reliving their golden years.

The cabin wasn't very spacious, but we didn't need it to ne too big. After all, there was only the three of us.

Percy POV

As I looked around the cabin, bits and pieces of the past came back to me. After the war, everything settled down more so Annabeth and I had more free time. We would sometimes spend a weekend up here, or maybe a vacation break if there weren't monsters trying to kill us. I could only pray to the gods that there wouldn't be a repeat of when I was twelve.

Zoë POV

I sat at the small kitchen table eating a bag of blue trail mix Grandma Sally had made for the family. I was ready to go, bathing suit and all, but I was waiting on my parents. I think the nostalgia hits them hard when ever we visit, which is why it always takes them so long to get ready. As soon as they came out of their room, Dad picked up the picnic basket, and we made our way down the beach. We all had our swimsuits on, even though there was a minimal chance of anybody getting wet until tomorrow.

Half way there, I decided to pull my hair up because the wind was being uncooperative. In fact, it was starting to look a little stormy on the sea which explained the wind, but not the strange look that breifly crossed my mom's face.

When we got to an area that satisfied my mom, we laid the blanket that had been in the basket out and set out our mini-feast. As the afternoon became evening I pulled back my book. I was determined to finish it before Monday.

At one point, I looked up to see my mom soaking wet. We weren't near he water, but I was used to strange things happening.

"Aw, come on WiseGirl," my dad said pleadingly, kissing my mom on the cheek.

She turned away and muttered, "Stupid Seaweed Brain." She knew I was staring, so I quickly went back to my book. In the back of my mind, I was trying to determine what I had missed becayse that scene did not make a lot of sense.

A little over an hour later, my stomach growled, so I resolved to finish my sandwhich from earlier.

Mom and Dad were a down the beach, heads together, and they were watching the ocean.I finished my sandwhich quuickly and turned to look at the sky. It was dusk, so the sun was setting, and it was beautiful.

I wasn't paying much attention, so when I felt the ground start to vibrate beneath me, and I heard a roar from the parking lot- suffice to say that something had my attention. Then, our car exploded. Mom and Dad spun around, their gazes zeroing in on the car, and a figure I couldn't see.

My mom's arm was locked around my dad's, and she had an almost pleading look on her face. It was uncharacterictic of her, but the situation was spinning out of control. Whatever my parents had been staring at came into view. It was...hairy, and horns, and nothing but underwear on.

The monster, whatever it was, charged me. Dad took a pen out of his pocket, a determined look on his face. A pen? Really Dad? I thought. But whatever it could do they were too far away. So I did the sensible thing. I picked my book up and hurled it at the beast. It hit the monster in between the eyes, but unfortunately that only made it madder.

My Dad was rapidly coming closer now and he had a…sword in his hands. I blinked a couple of times, but I did not wake up, and the monster did not disappear. My dad winked at me and charged the monster. He thrust his sword into the monster's stomach and it exploded into yellow dust.

"What. Was. That?!" I ask staring at my dad, then my mom.

Thank you to xMythrilMist, my first reviewer, and If you check and see I made the corrections!