A/N. I hope you guys enjoy, and let me know what you think. Sooo, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson. If I did, would I really be writing fanfics about it? No, I'd be in Hawaii.

Paul POV

I sat in the cozy little coffee shop, staring at Sally Jackson as she told me about her son. Apparently, said son, Percy Jackson, was your average juvenile delinquent. Sally described how her son had gotten expelled from practically every school he'd attended, and how, when he was twelve, was subject to a national manhunt. Obviously, if it were me, I would be extremely disappointed in these said accomplishments, but Sally seemed to be glowing with pride, all worry and stress gone from her face as she thought about her son. How would a son such as Percy bring out this side of Sally? I was startled from my thoughts by Sally's next question. "How'd you like to meet him, Paul?" I hesitated. Did I really want to meet this Percy? I looked at sally, and noticed the hopeful smile plastered on her face and the way her eyes pleaded with me. Of course, I couldn't resist.

"Sure, I'd love to meed him." She smiled and kissed me sweetly on the lips. Her eyes sparkled with happiness.

"how about dinner at my house tomorrow night?" I smiled and nodded in agreement.

The next evening found me hesitantly approaching Sally Jackson's apartment building, taking the elevator to her floor, and finally ending up standing quite uncertainly at her door. How would Percy react to meeting me? Would he even care about the fact that I was dating his mother? Completely idiotic questions such as these swirled through my mind. Eventually, the rational part of my brain regained control of my thoughts and actions, and I knocked on Sally Jackson's door.

"Percy, please get the door," I heard Sally's voice call from somewhere inside the apartment. A moment later, a boy with black hair and green eyes opened the door. Said green eyes were currently glaring at me fiercely.

"Hello, Percy," I said in my best "teacher" voice. "how are you doing? I'm Paul Blofis," I could have punched myself in the face right then and there. What a horrible way to start a conversation with my girlfriend's son!

"I know who you are," Percy said flatly. "I'll go get my mom." Percy disappeared back into the apartment and came back a moment later with sally following him. She was wearing an apron, and she had an oven mitt on her right hand. From her expression, I could tell she was flustered.

"oh, Paul. Your early." I looked down at my watch, and saw that yes, I was early.

"Umm, sorry," I muttered, feeling flustered as well. Sally, her cheeks flaming, muttered something about going to change, leaving me alone with Percy. I was considering many different ways to start a conversation when Percy solved the problem for me.

"so, your my mom's boyfriend, huh?" he asked. I nodded. "do you love her?" His voice managed to be hard and concerned all at once, and his eyes darkened slightly.

"yes, I love your mother very much, I haven't loved anyone like I love her." Percy's face softened with relief, his eyes returning to their normal sea-green hue.

"Promise me you won't hurt her in any way. Before she met you, she was married to this horrible man who mistreated her. I never want that to happen to her again." I was shocked. I hadn't realized she'd been involved with anyone else.

"Was he your father?" Immediately, Percy's eyes flashed with anger.

"No," he growled. "She married him to protect me." His eyes widened, and he slapped a hand over his mouth, as if realizing he had said too much on a particular subject. "Just promise me you won't hurt her," Percy sighed.

"I wouldn't dream of it. I love her." Percy's face lit up in a smile.

"Thanks. I'm glad you feel that way."

Just then, Sally walked in wearing a simple but beautiful knee-length blue dress along with high-heals. I stared at her, getting lost in her eyes and the way they twinkled with happiness. Her face lit up in a smile.

"Sorry about that, Paul. Are you boys ready for dinner?"

"Food!" Percy shouted, dashing into the kitchen.

Over dinner, I got to know Percy a little better. He wasn't at all the hard, cold, and cruel person I'd imagined. Actually, he was funny, respectful, and perhaps a little obtuse. I could tell that he loved his mom, and was only trying to ensure her safety. Essentially, he wasn't the kind of kid I would peg as a delinquent. Curiously, I wondered why he had been subject to a national manhunt when he was only twelve. Impatiently, I pushed my curiosity aside for the moment. I had a feeling that bringing up the topic would cause the conversation to become tense and uncomfortable at best, and I most certainly didn't want to ruin the evening.

Everything was still going well by the middle of dessert, and, surprisingly, Percy and I had found a topic that was of equal interest to both of us, Greek mythology. We were in the midst of an avid conversation about the twelve Olympians, when a large crash emanate from somewhere in the apartment. From the shattering sounds that ensued, I deduced someone had broken through a window. Percy jumped up and ran from the room toward the direction from which the sound came.

"Why is he going to investigate on his own? Does he even know how to defend himself?" I asked, panic coloring my voice.

Sally smiled wryly. "yes, he does. He'll be fine. Let's finish dessert." From the casual way Sally spoke, I knew she wasn't concerned in the slightest for Percy's safety. This, of course, caused me to be very alarmed, but I decided to ignore it. If Sally wasn't worried, then why should I be? Sally had obviously known her son for much longer than I had, so she would know what he could and couldn't handle.

Sally and I finished dinner in a companionable silence, only broken by our occasional, well, not so occasional, kisses between bites. Just as we were getting up, Percy reentered the kitchen, a bright, innocent smile on his face.

"Sorry to interrupt your make-out session. Are there anymore cookies?" Sally pointed them out, and Percy attacked, them, shoving two or three in his mouth.

"Manners, Percy!" Sally chided, but I could tell her heart wasn't really in it."

"What was that noise, Percy?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"oh, just my pet dog and some friends," he said casually. I raised my eyebrows, but didn't question further. Reassuring myself that I'd ask Percy about this strange occurrence another time, I kissed Sally goodnight, and walked out of the Jacksons' apartment.

A/N. Hope you guys liked it. I should be updating sometime either tomorrow or Saturday. Thanks for reading! (Edit. Fixed the spelling mistakes in this chapter. Thanks for being so patient with me!)