Here is chapter three! Please review! :D

3. Awkward

Annabeth continued to stare, jaw agape and eyes flickering from the Doctor to the TARDIS. It was only then did Percy lower his sword.

"Um, Annabeth? You okay?" He asked, momentarily distracted by the two strange people in the doorway of the seemingly magic blue box that had randomly appeared in front of camp.

She did not reply.

"Um, hello," Rose said, speaking to these kids for the first time. "Who are you? Sorry, I think we landed on the wrong planet." She glanced pointedly at the Doctor.

The Doctor stepped closer to Annabeth. "You have grey eyes," he stated obviously. "Could you be... No, it's impossible... Child of Athena? I didn't know she was still around..."

"What?" Rose said, and Percy looked just as confused.

"You know?" Percy asked, clicking the base of his sword. To Rose's surprise, it shrank into a simple ballpoint pen.

"You kids...you're demigods, aren't you?" Percy was about to reply, but Annabeth got there first.

"Oh my gods, you're the Doctor. The Doctor and the TARDIS. T-that's incredible..."

"Okay, and who are you then?" Rose snapped, suddenly defensive. "Would anyone care to explain what the hell is going on here? Doctor?"

"Rose," the Doctor turned to her, grinning from ear to ear. "These two, they're demigods. Half human, half god. The girl, she's a daughter of Athena, the Greek goddess of wisdom and battle strategy. The boy...I'm not entirely sure, but I think he's a son of Poseidon, god of the sea. Isn't that just absolutely brilliant? I had no idea."

"Wait," Rose said, feeling edgy all of a sudden. She felt like she knew these kids, but she'd never seen them before in her life. "But those are just myths...!"

"Not myths," Percy said, glancing at his slightly starstruck girlfriend. "The Greek gods don't really make themselves known anymore, but sometimes," he gestured to himself and Annabeth, "they still have children with mortals. And by the way, I wouldn't mind an explanation, either."

The Doctor opened his mouth to say something, but again, Annabeth got there first.

"Percy, you idiot! This is the Doctor and the TARDIS," she explained, walking closer and stroking the side of the blue box. "They're mentioned in nearly every one of our Greek history books. Chiron knew him personally." She turned to the Doctor. "My gods, this is amazing! I didn't know you were still out there. It's such an honor to meet you. Chiron is going to love this! He never stops going on about you; his old friend with the magic blue box called the TARDIS, who helped in a lot of the wars. I guess you're an immortal too, then? Sorry, my name is Annabeth Chase, and yes, I'm a daughter of Athena. That moron over there" - "Hey!" protested Percy - "is Percy Jackson, and he's a son of Poseidon, like you said." She offered him her hand, and he shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson," the Doctor said with a grin. "Demigods of New York."

"So that would explain the big blue box appearing out of nowhere?" Percy asked.

"Yes, Seaweed Brain, shut up." Annabeth tucked her knife back into its case on her belt. "Who're you?" She asked rather rudely to Rose.

Rose grabbed the Doctor's hand again as if claiming him as hers - he looked at her quizzically but said nothing.

"I'm Rose Tyler," she muttered. "I travel with the Doctor." The two girls stared each other down for a moment, and the Doctor cleared his throat in the awkward silence.

"So, you know Chiron?" He asked Percy and Annabeth. They nodded.

"He's our camp director," Percy explained. "Camp Half-Blood. It's the only place where people like us can be safe."

"People like you?" The Doctor's eyes shone. "There are more demigods around?"

"Yeah, there's lots," Annabeth said. "Come on, Percy, let's take him...them" - Rose glared at her - "to Chiron."

"Wait," Rose said, tugging on the Doctor's arm. He looked at her, and an understanding passed between the two of them.

"Excuse us a moment," the Doctor said to the two half-bloods as he quickly unlocked the TARDIS and led Rose inside.

"That's him?" Percy said incredulously when the TARDIS' door closed. "That's the guy Chiron never shuts up about? Are you sure?"

"He's the Doctor," Annabeth confirmed. "He has to be. The TARDIS kind of gave that away. He's everywhere in Greek history. There was one time -"

"Okay, okay, I get it, Wise Girl," Percy said. "It's just...they're British, Annabeth."

"Something wrong with that, Seaweed Brain? Aleah from the Apollo cabin is British, and we get along with her just fine. Besides, Chiron hasn't seen him in hundreds of years. Don't you think he'd want to see the Doctor again?"

"I guess," Percy muttered. "I just... didn't really expect that. What about the girl, though? Rose, or whatever her name was. She's obviously mortal, but she could see our sign." He pointed at the big "Camp Half-Blood" sign, raising an eyebrow.

"Doesn't matter," Annabeth said. "Some mortals can see through the Mist. Anyway, if she is mortal, she won't be able to get through."

"You have questions for him, don't you?" Percy sighed.

"Of course!" She practically squealed. "He's living history!"

Percy rolled his eyes. "Right."

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Also, if you've read my story "The First Time", you're probably wondering why Annabeth didn't mention Daveigh earlier 'cause she's British. It's because they haven't met her yet - Percabeth is sixteen/seventeen in this fic, and twenty-one in that one. :D