I hope you all enjoy! I got the storyline from 'True Fate', originally written by Chubbypandaz. I hope you all enjoy! :)

Chapter 1

Percy's POV

I practically ran with my bags to see the flight board. My stupid flight from London had been delayed and now I was probably going to be late for my flight. I searched over the flight board to see my flight saying,

Flight 1029: San Francisco to New York-Departed.

I groaned. I had missed my flight and now I was stuck in San Francisco. I pulled my coat closer to me, pulling up the collar, so no one could recognise me. I huffed and made my way to car rental. I got a car and started driving. I tried to keep my mind on the road but I was so tired and it was 11pm in the evening.

I felt myself slowly drift away...I woke with a start as my car hit a tree. I got out the car, my forehead bleeding a little, and checked the damaged car. I didn't know where I was but I saw a house with lights on just down the road. I grabbed my bags an started walking. The pain in my head was throbbing now.

I rang the door bell and heard shuffling from inside. A girl opened the door with a smile but it quickly faded. "Are you okay?" She looked at my face closer now. "Oh my word. The Percy Jackson. Its been long since I've seen you."

"Annabeth?" I looked closer, only recognising her now. "Its great to see you again." I smiled at her. "I need a place to crash for the night. Can I stay with you?" She gave me a warm smile. "Sure, come in." I followed her into the house, closing the door behind me. I saw how nice the house was. There was a staircase going down to another floor to my right, her garage door on the left. There was a walk in kitchen which was really nice. It went through to a dining table which was also connected to a living room. There was a sliding door leading out to a balcony type thing which looked onto a forest and ,in the distance, the city.

"Wow. Your house is really nice." She smiled a bit. "You can put your bags down and take a seat on the couch." I did as she said whilst she walked into the kitchen. She came back with cotton balls in one hand and disinfectant in the other. She sat in front of me and started dabbing at the cut on my forehead. "Are you okay? Did you hit your head hard?" She asked, concern in her voice.

"I'm fine, don't worry." I smiled at her, thinking about our times at school. I missed having her as my girlfriend. She is an amazing person.