All The Right Notes Chapter 19, a percy jackson and the olympians fanfic

Hey guys!

I'm not dead! Crickey, it's been a bloody long time hasn't it? I'm so sorry! I swear I didn't mean for this hiatus to last so long, but I'm back with something resembling inspiration, so we're back! Maybe.

I hope you all enjoy :D

I took a deep breath as I stared up at the building in front of me.

Annabeth was standing beside me, holding my hand encouragingly, and the rest of the band (including Calypso) was on my other side. Somewhere in that building, my dad was waiting.

"I can't believe this is happening." Leo muttered, a grin spreading out on his face. If all went well today, we could finally get a record deal.

"Let's go," Luke said, walking forward and holding open the door. Making our way through into the lobby, I searched around the large reception area.

There was a sort of hall-of-fame on the walls, most of the space taken up by photos of singers and bands and large platinum albums. I recognized most of the artists, but there were quite a few that I'd never even heard of.

"Can I help you?" One of the receptionist asked when she saw us simply standing there.

"Uh, we're here for Apollo Solace." Luke said, presenting the card the man had given us at the gig.

The receptionist nodded, and turned to say something into the phone by her side. She gave us a smile. "Mr Solace will see you on the fifth floor."

The seven of us all crowded into the elevator, Nico pressed the button for the fifth floor. Unsurprisingly, the music they played in the elevator was pretty bad, but I kinda expected more from a music producer.

Walking into the hallway, doors stretched out before us. One door was wide open, so I assumed that it must be Mr Solace's office. Inside was a desk and numerous chairs, with a large window on the far side of the room showing the bustling city below. More platinum albums and photos of bands decorated the walls, and there were some seriously sweet acoustic guitars on a rack.

Apollo Solace sat behind the desk, looking up and smiling when he saw us enter the room. "Ah, so happy you could make it! Feeling better, Percy?" He asked, his teeth blindingly white.

"Yeah, thanks." I responded politely.

"The producers I want you to meet are busy at the moment, but we should be able to go see them any minute now."

Annabeth slipped her hand into mine, giving it an encouraging squeeze. I wasn't entirely sure whether I wanted my dad to be our producer or not.

My stomach felt like it wanted to jump out at the thought of meeting my father, after eighteen years of never even seeing a photo. Would I be able to tell who he was? Would he recognize me?

After an agonizing wait, we were called into a larger room with nohing but a long glass table and chairs. Four seats were already taken, leaving enough chairs to accommodate for Apollo and our band.

Apollo ushered us into the room, taking a seat next to one of the men already sitting, gesturing for is to follow suit. "Gentlemen, these are the members of Final Evolution; Nico, Luke, Jason, Percy and Leo, and these lovely girls are Annabeth and Calypso."

Moving forward to sit down, I did a double-take and froze on the spot as I saw him.

The man looked just like me, or what I would look like in thirty years. His hair was black, with a few greys at the temples, and his skin was sun-kissed with smile-lines around his eyes, which were the exact same colour as mine.

He must've sensed me staring, and his jaw dropped when he saw me. "Oh gods..." The man stood up and walked over, standing a bit shorter than me. "Percy?"

I gulped and nodded.

My father's face lit up, his green eyes growing slightly watery. He put his hands on my shoulders before pulling me down into an embrace. I stiffened, not entirely sure how to react.

I awkwardly hugged him back, before tightening my embrace. This was my dad. Finally, he was here. I felt his hand running through my hair, his chin resting on my shoulder.

As he pulled back, I returned the smile he gave me, though I still felt kinda conflicted.

Looking around the room, I saw that most of the guys were staring in shock. After Thalia had been reunited with her mother, and now me finding my dad, Jason looked a bit overwhelmed.

Apollo cleared his throat. "Um, Poseidon, Percy and his band are here to play some songs for you."

Poseidon smiled at me again, clapping me on the shoulder. "My son, we should talk later, we have a lot to catch up on."

I nodded dumbly, and my dad went back to his seat. Sitting down, I looked at Annabeth for reassurance, and she grinned and held onto my hand again. That had really just happened?

Acting as though nothing had occurred, the other men in the room began to ask us questions about our band and the music we played. What kind of bands influence us, did we cover or write our own songs, how many original songs did we have?

I hadn't been positively nervous until I learnt that my long-lost father would be one of the people who would decide whether my ultimate dream would come true or not. The hand that wasn't wrapped in Annabeth's steadying grip was shaking underneath the table where no one could see.

After a twenty minute discussion about Final Evolution, one of the producers asked us if we would play something for them. We were moved into a recording room.

I saw Leo's mouth fall open at the sight of all the equipment, his eyes scanning over the amps and the effects systems. It was beyond anything we could ever have afforded to buy.

"Go ahead," one of the producers said, prompting us to set up.

Taking out our instruments, we plucked in and tuned up, Jason taking a seat at the already assembled drum-kit and testing it out. They had obviously been prepared for us to play, as there were already four mic-stands set up, plus one for Calypso moved off to the side for now. Leo stood behind a control panel, finding his way around the different distortion, loop, delay and various other effects.

Annabeth, Calypso, Apollo, my dad and the other producers were standing behind a glass window in a separate room so they could watch and listen. Apollo stood by a mic that was connected to a PA system in the room we were in so that he could give us instructions.

"Alright boys," He said. "Would you mind playing a couple of your original songs first?"

"Which one first?" Luke said, before he suggested that we play Never Giving Up, and I nodded in agreement, quickly joined by Leo, Nico and Jason.

Announcing our song to spectators, Luke began playing the verse.

Even though I can see it in your face,
I can't really explain.

Jason came in with steady beat on the snare.

Just how broken and empty and disgraced
You seem to be.

You cut me out and dragged me down,
Pulled me all the way to the bottom.
I've done for you 'til black and blue,
What no one else would do for the fallen.

For a moment, there was no music except for the bass drum, before Nico and I joined as the chorus began.

One day when nothing ever feels the same.
Just like every other time before.
(You hit the wall and lost it all!)
And I'll find a way to wake you from this bed you've made,
Even though I know you want me to,
I'm never giving up on you! (on you, on you)
I'm never giving up, never giving up on you! (on you, on you)
I'm never giving up, never giving up on you!

Nico sang back-up with his unique growling vocals, something we didn't do very often.

You'll never know just how hard it is for me to see you this way.
It tears me up and drags me down,
Trying to pull you up from the bottom.
I break for you, like I always do,
I'll see you through
When you're on your knees and crawling (crawling!)

So don't give up on me!
Yeah! Don't you give up on me! (Give up on me)
Yeah! Don't you give up on me!
Yeah! Don't you give up on me!

One day when nothing ever feels the same.
Just like every other time before.
(You hit the wall and lost it all!)
And I'll find a way to wake you from this bed you've made,
Even though I know you want me to,
I'm never giving up on you! (on you, on you)
Never giving up, never giving up on you! (on you, on you)
Never giving up, never giving up on you!

So don't give up on me!

Annabeth and Calypso clapped behind the screen as the song came to a close, and I saw my dad smiling with a proud look on his face that made me feel warm inside. Ever since I'd started playing with the band, I'd imagined my father giving me that look.

"Boys that was great, have you got another song for us?" Apollo asked again.

Between us, we'd already agreed that we'd be showing Love Me Like You Used To, a song Luke and I had written about his ex-girlfriend.

The song kicked off straight away with loud chords and a heavy beat before the lyrics started.

And at the start, I was wishing I could be anything you'd want.
I've been living with strangers here that haunt my thoughts.
Nice guys finish last, I take pride in that.
Can't change it now, broke free from my past.
We walk the same streets, but have different views.
You see change, I see cavalier youth.

So love me like you used to
When I couldn't lose you
Why is it goodbye?

And at the end judges pointed out my flaws,
With so much ease.
You have brought up my self-esteem just to suck it out of me.
I'm not broken, but I'm close to the edge.
Need fewer enemies, then I have friends.
I hope that I will see you there.
I hope I will see you there.

So love me like you used to
When I couldn't lose you.
Why is it goodbye?
Just love me like you need me,
Oh just can't you need me?
Why, why?

Can now the things that matter most,
The things I can't decide, if I want.
So this time I will realize,
This time I will sacrifice.
Whatever that it takes.
Whatever that it takes.

So love me like you used to
When I couldn't lose you.
Why, why?
Just love me.
Just love me.
Just love me.

Again, there was applause behind the screen. Annabeth beamed at me, giving me a big thumbs up.

The producers didn't say anything straight away, they were obviously having a discussion with Apollo. One of them approached Calypso, and after a few words, she came in through the door, giving us a smile before she moved another mic stand in beside mine.

Poseidon pressed the PA button, telling us that we did a great job. He said they wanted to see what Calypso added to our band. So we played a few more songs, song of them with our separate vocals, others with both.

I felt like it went really well, hopefully Olympus Records thought so too.

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"Ooh! What about this!" Sienna exclaimed, bolting away down the aisle of the shopping center.

As Annabeth rushed off after her, Ty and I exchanged an exasperated look. We were shopping for a wedding present for Mom, and Sienna had suggested just about everything, and we had only gone through two shops.

Luckily, Annabeth had a large amount of patience.

It had been a couple days since our...interview, i guess, and we'd yet to here from Olympus. And my dad. I tried not to be disappointed, I'm sure he was a busy guy, working for one of the biggest record producers in the United States, but still, you'd think someone could make a bit of an effort for their long-lost son, their only child.

I'd called Mom and told her the minute we got out of the building, and I wasn't quite sure whether her reaction was happy or not.

"Perce, I actually think she found something." Annabeth called, waving us over. Ty broke into a slow jog, hurrying over to his younger sister, leaving me in the dust.

The three of them were gathered around a shelf of home decor, including little decorative pots, picture frames and that kind of stuff. In her hand, Annabeth held a collection of white frames that were melded together.

"You can put photos of the kids in there, and you and Paul. Everything they love?" She said, passing the frame to me.

It was a simple idea, but a good one, especially since I didn't have a whole lot of money (and I would never make Annabeth pay for it). Mom lived for the simple, heartfelt things in life, this was perfect. A collection of memories of their families. I smiled at Annabeth, giving her a quick kiss when Ty and Sienna weren't looking.

She grinned back, sliding an arm around my torso and leaning into my side in a one-armed hug.

I was so excited for the wedding to take place. There hadn't been a set date yet, but they'd already sorted out who was being invited and a venue, and Mom had some dresses to choose from. She had her rang-bearer and flower-girl (Ty and Sienna, of course), Paul's brother was to be his best man.

It was all coming together, and I couldn't be happier for Mom. She really deserved someone like Paul, after all the shit she'd been through.

"Are we gonna get it Perce?" Sienna bounced on the balls of her feet in excitement.

I nodded with a smile. "Absolutely! C'mon, this calls for ice cream."

My brother and sister let out cheers of joy, and Annabeth gave me an exasperated look. I knew exactly what she was trying to say; everything calls for ice cream with you.

Regardless, we paid for the frame and went to nearest ice cream shop. Ordering the usual, we sat at one of the tables, Mom's present safely at Sienna's side.

On the walk home, Annabeth and I walked hand-in-hand as Ty and Sienna ran on a bit further ahead.

Annabeth hugged my arm for a second, looking up to give me a bright smile. "Your mom's lucky to have you, you know."

"Oh really?" I replied, fighting to hide my rapidly heating cheeks.

"Definitely. It's very obvious that you care about her."

Now I was really blushing. "Well, it was just the two of us for so long, I mean...of course I care about her, she's my mom."

Annabeth's smile almost wavered for a second, and I knew that she was thinking about her mother.

Their relationship had improved a little bit since Annabeth told Athena about us, so I had suspected that Athena's main problem had been the possibility of Annabeth being dishonest to her.

We continued walking in comfortable silence, following after my siblings. I was sliding the key into the lock of our apartment, holding the door open for Annabeth and kids to go through first, when my phone started ringing in my pocket.

Reaching into my jeans, I pulled out the cell and looked at the screen, taking in the unknown number.

"Hello?"

The voice that came through nearly made me drop the phone. "Percy, hello, we need to talk."

Finally!

I'm beyond sorry for making you wait so long, and then dumping this on you. My life has been hectic, there's been a lot of change and stress, and I've been suffering with really bad anxiety, and I just needed a bit to find some new inspiration and get back on my feet.

Anyways, I hope you like this, and that you will forgive for that horrible hiatus

Please R&R ;D