Annabeth's POV

Le FLASHBACK

"Get out."

"Of where?" I snarled.

"Of this camp! You and Percy aren't wanted."

"Fine." I turned to the spectators. "Is anyone with us?"

Leo, Piper, Jason, Frank, Hazel. The Stolls. Katie Gardner. Rachel. Nico. They all step forward. Fine. I know where Clarisse stands, we discussed it this morning.

I grab Percy's hand and storm out.

Le END OF FLASHBACK

Now, two years later, we are driving home to our little home in Connecticut. The reason for our banishment is sitting in the backseat, singing about apples and bananas. Julia. Percy's eyes and my hair, and, according to Percy, my determination and fierceness. Every time I think about her I have to smile. She is the funniest, cutest, sweetest two-year-old you will ever meet. She doesn't quite understand why we keep moving around, and I think she is too young. All she knows is that we are sad a lot, and tries to help us with kisses and hugs and jumping into our bed when we sleep too long.

Percy's voice breaks into my thoughts. " You were thinking about them again..weren't you."

I smile at how well he can read me. "Maybe."

"Yeah right! You had your thinking face on. Didn't she, Juli? He raises his voice into the backseat.

"Yup. And with her scrunchy eyebrows," Juli says as she tries to imitate me.

Percy laughs, but I interrupt them to ask what they want for dinner.

"Pizza!" Juli replies immediately.

"I can make dinner," Percy quickly tells me.

"And are you going to make dinner for the next nine months? Relax, Percy, I'm only six weeks in."

"But it's twins. And you only found out today, so it's stressful. I'm making dinner tonight."

I knew better than to argue. "Fine. What are you making?"

"Um, I was thinking-"

"PIZZA! PIZZA! PIZZA! PIZZA!" Juli chants loudly.

"Not tonight, Juli."

"Gobbleswatch," she said, which is equivalent to a swear word for her.

Percy smoothly pulled into our driveway, hitting the garage button. I unbuckled Juli and together we stepped inside, expertly dodging the moving boxes that we still haven't unpacked in the month we've been here.

"I'm going to go change," I told to Percy as I head upstairs.

"Okay, I'll get started with dinner," he replies.

Five minutes later, while I am looking for my other sock, I hear a knock on the door.

"Come in," I call, and Juli enters. "Hi, sweetie! What are you doing?"

"Hiya, Mommy! I missed you. Daddy says he is making a surprise, so you have to stay up here. I will keep you company!"

"Sounds fun! Will you help me find my blue sock?"

We emptied the whole drawer, but couldn't find it, "Maybe in there?" Juli questions, pointing to the permanently packed suitcase, ready to leave in a moment's notice, in case Clarisse can't warn us in time.

"Oh, no, I don't think it is in there."

"Okay. Hmm..." Juli scans the room, her face lighting up when she sees my nail polish bottles. "Can you paint my nails?" she asks wiggling her nails infront front of me.

"Sure, what color?''

Half hour and 40 toenail and fingernails later, Percy sticks his head in. "Dinner's ready! You can come down now."

"Look at my nails, Daddy!" Juli commands.

"Oh my! What happened?" Percy mimics horror.

"Mommy painted them!"

"With nail polish, silly!"

"Ohhhhhhhhh! In that case, they look very pretty. How did—"

"PIZZA!" Juli shrieks as we enter the dining room. I smile and shake my head at Percy. He gives me his famous troublemaker smile, and I felt like my feet were melting. So gorgeous. He catches my glance and winks.

I rolled my eyes at him,"Oh, stop."

We have a very enjoyable dinner with Juli chattering on about who knows what. As we clear out the dishes, the phone rings. "I'll get it," I tell Percy.

"Hello, Jackson residence."

"They found you."

"What?" I gasp. Because I recognize the voice—Clarisse, the only reason we are still alive.

"They will be there noon on Monday," I breath a small sigh of relief, because that gives us the weekend to pack.

"Okay. Thank you."

"One more thing. Meet in Roofer, Connecticut on Friday. The Coffee Shop. Nine o'clock." The line went dead. I headed back to the dining room, sick with the news I had to deliver. Percy saw it in my face and quickly sent Juli into the living room, and I related the entire conversation to him. He frowned.

"Odd. We've never had to meet before. We better get packing."

We have a system to the packing after two years on the run. To a visitor, it might look like we are settled, but we are actually ready to leave at a moment's notice.

On Monday, we are up at dawn. Juli isn't very sad about leaving—apparently the roof leaked, although it hasn't rained since we've been here. We load the van and trailer and give the house one last glance, and drive off, for once with a destination.

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