Author's Note: This is my first story! My goal for this chapter is to get 5 reviews before I put up the next chapter. Thx!

I wonder if any of this was ever real, thought Isabell Jackson, closing the final book in the Percy Jackson series. It would be so cool if it was. And it would explain so much. Hold on! No, it can't… It is! That's not possible! I would know if… But what if… But what if it is?

"Mom!" Isabell screamed still internally arguing with herself. I need to get this straight.

"Isabell! What is it?" Annabeth asked as she ran into her daughter's room. It didn't take long since they live in a small apartment in New York City halfway between the Empire State Building and the Northern edge of Long Island.

"These books, are they about you?" Isabell questioned.

Annabeth gasped, "I didn't know you were reading those!"

"Well, you know I love Greek mythology, and so this is what the librarian referred me to." Isabell whispered innocently.

"This isn't good." Annabeth groaned as she sat down hard at her daughter's desk and buried her head in her hands.

"It has to be you!" Isabell pushed, though she knew family was a touchy subject with her mother. "It would explain so much." She added in a whisper.

"What do you mean by that?" Annabeth asked, quickly looking up, "Have you been having nightmares?"

"Yeah, some, and there so vivid!" Isabell admitted, "But not that often!" she added quickly, thinking this would make it seem less harsh.

"Oh, this really isn't good." Annabeth muttered. "Come on, it's time we had a talk, and with your father, too."

"Sit here and wait, I'll be right back." Annabeth commanded as they walked into the living room. Annabeth continued to walk through to the next room.

"Percy, honey," Annabeth called as she walked into the kitchen.

"Yes, Annabeth, darling?" The unsuspecting Percy teased as he wrapped his arms around Annabeth.

Annabeth laughed, "Percy, stop, you have no idea what you're getting into." She said in a serious tone pushing Percy away.

"Okay," Percy played along, still clueless, "What am I getting into?"

"Do you have Riptide?"

"Of course I do." Percy confirmed, now worried and confused, "Annabeth, what is it?"

"She knows."

"Knows, what?"

"What do you think?" Annabeth asked, putting her hands on her hips.

"Not our parents!" Percy groaned, "This isn't going to end well!"

"And that's not all," Annabeth added, "she figured it out on her own, from your books."

"What! Oh, gods! So she knows about our quests, and all the monsters, and camp, and, and Rachel and…"

"I get it! I was there, remember?" Annabeth scolded, "Come on, we need to go talk to her. She's waiting." Annabeth wrapped up as she opened the secret compartment in the cabinets where she kept her celestial bronze knife. Both Annabeth's and Percy's weapons had a tragic history, tough her knife wasn't nearly as old as Anaklusmos.

"Okay Isabell," started Percy, "So your mother tells me you read my books…"

"They're your books?" Isabell asked in awe, "You mean you wrote them yourself?"

"No, they're not my books, exactly, but I was asked about my adventures and, well, I guess you could call them a biography."

"Do you both really have ADHD and dyslexia?"

"What? Oh! Well, yes, we do, but…"

"And does ADHD really keep you alive in battle?"

"You read the books, right?" Percy asked starting to get irrated.

"Yes."

"Then stop asking questions about what you already know!"

"Anyway," Annabeth intervened, "Let's get to the point. Your father and I are both demigods. My mother is Athena, and his father is Poseidon, as you well know."

"So, if you're both half-god, what does that make me?" Isabell wondered aloud.

"Honestly, I'm not sure," Annabeth thought over the question, "I guess, mathematically speaking, it makes you a demigod, too."

"Will I ever get to meet them?"

Knock, Knock, Knock

"I'll get it!" Isabell volunteered.

Annabeth and Percy exchanged a look.

"Um, Isabell, hold on a minute!" Annabeth yelled, grabbing for her knife.

"Too late." Percy mumbled under his breath as the door swung open and he uncapped Riptide.