Guten Tag, ja? So here is chapter 4. Sorry I don't have a set in stone update schedule but I hope to fix that this month or in early April time. This one is a little more important in the creation of the relationship of Paul and Percy .

With the prophecy coming forth, and the possibility if death looming over Percy he seeks for the greatest comfort.

Disclaimer- I don't own Percy Jackson. Or Common Core or have anything to do with the DOE of New York City. I don't own Craftsmen either but whenever I use a saw I don't have to say it do I?

Percy-

Percy was as anxious as ever with the prophecy coming up and all. He has been sitting in his room and thinking a lot. He hasn't even HEARD the prophecy yet, let alone had time to take it in. He couldn't believe he was actually going to be this grand hero. He didn't want it. That much he knew. He just wanted to be normal. That's all he ever wanted. A nice boring mortal life, with nice little moral problems; sounded lovely. In place of worrying about Kronos instead he could be worrying about his grades. In place of worrying for camp he could worry about getting on the school sport team. He supposed he got a taste of it being a summer only camper, but that was yet a river of peace in his sea of despair.

After Paul had met Annabeth, Percy hoped Paul would believe him more. Percy still had a theory of his disbelief and he understood why Paul would. He wasn't upset about it, per say. Just frustrated.

Paul had to understand. Percy could die for all he knows. He had to tell Paul. He had to get him to take care of his mom no matter what happens.

The idea behind being part of the family is kindness, loyalty. Percy knew that first hand

After a long day of Goode High School where his teachers attempted to teach him Algebra 1 to the new great extent, because the DOE of NYC brought in Common Core. He was already aware of his C average with "easy stuff", now it was just plain out of hand. The only time he enjoyed school was Paul's English class because Paul at least got Percy books in Greek. Made life so much easier for him. Especially when it was a myth Annabeth had already pushed into his brain by force and held in there with an imaginary clamp.

When they got home after a quite drive-mostly due to Percy's attempt at thought-he thought he would give it a try. Hoping Paul would understand.

"Paul?" After he lifted his head making the silent gesture to 'continue I'm listening' Percy did just that. "The prophecy coming up. The one I'm apart of, you know? Well, I don't know what'll happen. I'm sure it'll end with a sacrifice-"

"But I thought you hadn't see the prophecy yet?"

"I haven't exactly done that but I don't have evidence stating I'll automatically survive either."

"We'll I think you'll survive, so does your mother. I guess belief isn't enough, is it?"

"Not necessarily, no. I like to have the belief. You don't understand how much it means to me but," Percy took a minute to fully think through this sentence because 'It's nice but it doesn't do jack shit when I need to fight titans' sounded kind of mean, "it won't necessarily save me in a fight."

"Yeah. I understand Percy."

"Paul, I know you love my mom. I know she loves you. I realize that if I die you'll be here for her. I just need you to say it. I need you to tell me to my face you will never let her go. After everything in her life- he mom, dad, uncle, my father, Gabe- she needs someone like you to take care of her. She needs someone to be her rock. The one person who she can always depend on-" he started to just ramble, everything he thought about he couldn't now stop from coming out now. He needed to tell everything. Pouring the heart out about the person he cared about the most.

"Percy, she always depends on you, you're-"

"But I'm not reliable and you know that. She deserves better than me. I disappear more than I help her. I couldn't be the one person she relies in anymore. Every since my goddamn induction to this world I haven't been capable of taking care of her. She doesn't deserve anything like I give her. She needs a person with sense. She needs a mortal to be around. I bring every sort of monster around: with my scent's strength. I'm a liability in this house. All I do is cause destruction and stress. Look how many schools I have gone through! How many more to come? How long will I last at Goode before getting your credibility destroyed or the school destroyed? I'm just going to cause havoc and destroy this family. I don't have the ability to be her rock anymore. I don't have the strength to keep her happy or to keep myself happy. I don't deserve her and she doesn't deserve the turmoil I've brought her."

"Percy, I don't know what to say other than she loves you. She loves you more than anyone. She depends on you to be her strength. She could never hater you or even have the thought in her head. She would go through twenty times what she has for you, and she would never complain about it," Percy didn't believe him. He didn't care what he said. He understood what he thought. He understood hating to always being looking after someone. He would hate him if he was his mom. He wished he could take what Paul said with a hundred percent certainty, but he couldn't.

"I'm not the best thing in her life. I cause her so much pain. Exhibit A: Gabe. I don't care right now, Paul. I don't care if she hates me or loves. I mean, I know she loves me, but I can't be here for her like you can. For this I'm so grateful for you," He realized how unlike himself he sounded right now. He did know she loves him, he just doubted how much he could be there for her.

"Percy, you mean to her more than you will ever know." Percy knew how much she cared. How proud of him she was.

"I just need you to tell me you'll always be ther. You'll always out her first and foremost. I just need to hear you say it. I would; bur would you?"

"Of course, Percy," Paul salt-and-pepper beard danced in frustration as he coiled up his face to show his disbelief that he even questioned it. He looked abashed but Paul truly did understand why he thought that. He would've asked the same in his position.

Percy decided that even though Paul said he would that he was still going to sit there and question it. He trusted Paul, he really did. He believed him but he still wondered. "Paul, if I die you have to promise me that you will never turn your back. If you she starts to go crazy you will never turn your back. If you do anything at all against her Paul I swear even if I'm dead in the Underworld I will come back and haunt you . I do like you Paul. You are a great step-dad, but I wont sit back and let someone hurt her even though I'm fairly certain you won't. I would do anything for my mom, Paul. I did the unthinkable for her and I would, by gods, do it again."

Percy swore his beard turned up in a happy expression. Percy wondered if his beard had a mind of its own… "I have no proof of my love for your mom except our marriage, which I suppose says a lot. I will always be there for your mother Percy. I will never leave her behind and I will never give up on you or her."

"Cool, Paul. Cool," a totally unrelated question popped up in Percy's head, it's not like he was in love or anything but he had to ask, "What do you do when your friend just keeps getting overly mad at you for your choice or mortal friend?"

"Percy?" Paul asked his beard stretching more so as he puts on his why would you ask me face, :You realize I'm mortal right?"

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I took me awhile to write just this little bit because I'm 1 lazy and 2 I didn't know how to get it done.

Leave a comment for me telling me if you want the meeting Annabeth chapter or if you want me to go to the next chapter I planned on doing. Either way U bet I'll enjoy writing it!

Please excuse any typos I had to write it on my phone today, my dad had the laptop all day.-_-

~Petey