A/N: HELLO MY PEEPS! ITS AWSOMEKELLY RIGHT NOW FOR THE FIRST CHAPTER UP! I HOPE YOUR EXCITED! Well, this chapter took me about 2 weeks 2 finish. dont laugh if its bad, ok? OK! ENJOY! ON WITH THE STORY!

Disclaimer: do i really need 2 explain 2 u guys AGAIN why i feel there is no need 2 disclaime? Well, im going 2 anyway.

Out of all the times Percy had had dinner with Annabeth's family, that one had to be the most awkward one yet. It wasn't like Percy knew that the night was going to end up like it did. It wasn't like he planned it. She didn't even mean for it to turn out the way it did. But there Percy was, on a Tuesday night at Annabeth's house, having dinner with her whole family, for the fifth time in two months. They'd been dating for a little over two years, and now they were closer than ever. Even Annabeth's father, Fredrick, could see how badly Annabeth wanted to ask him. But…she just couldn't.

But, lucky for her, Percy hadn't notice her nervous expression, and they'd been having dinner for nearly a half hour.

"So Percy, I hear your mom's new book is being published next week?" Annabeth's step-mom Helen asked, trying to make small talk.

"Yep, it is," was Percy's answer, but he wasn't focused enough to give her a complete response.

Annabeth's little brothers, Bobby and Mathew, both looked bored. As if they couldn't take the awkwardness much longer.

Finally, after another five minutes of silence, Bobby dropped his fork onto his plate, causing Annabeth to jump in surprise.

"Are you okay?" Percy asked her.

"I…I'm fine. Why do you ask?" Annabeth said.

"You've been acting pretty jumpy since I got here."

Matthew groaned, "Why don't you just ask him?"

Everyone grew silent after that. Percy grew a confused expression on his face, staring at Annabeth.

"Ask me what?" Percy asked her.

"Oh, umm…well I was wondering…" She didn't finish.

"Tell him!" Bobby nearly yelled.

"I…uh…My family and I are going to be going to San Francisco for a year, and I was wondering if you and Grover wanted to come," Annabeth said.

Percy didn't answer for a long time. San Francisco? For the entire year? How could Percy leave his mom for an entire year? He knew he should say no, but a voice in the back of his head was just begging for him to say yes. Who wouldn't want to live with their girlfriend for a whole year?

"I know that it's pretty short notice, but I would really love it if you guys came with me. I really don't want to go back to California without anyone that I know," Annabeth said quickly.

"You have Bobby and Mathew," Mr. Chase said.

"Joy..." Sarcasm filled her voice.

"I…," Percy began to say.

"It's okay if you don't want to go," Annabeth said.

"I…I just need to think about it, okay? And ask my mom if she's fine with it…if I go," Percy said in a shaky voice. Why did he say that? Why was he being such a wimp? Of course he wanted to go.

"Okay," was all Annabeth said in reply.

Dinner was quiet and awkward once again after that. Annabeth's parents tried to make small talk many times, but the awkwardness never went down. Percy had to leave eventually, with Annabeth following him out the door.

"It's okay if you don't want to go," she said when they were finally outside.

"No, I do want to go. It's just that I don't know if I could just leave my mom for an entire year," he replied.

"Your mom has Paul."

"Yeah, but he's always working. I really do want to go."

Annabeth sighed. "Is this because your mom's been getting sick lately?"

"No! Well, kinda. I just don't think it would be right for me to go when she's getting sick."

"It's probably just the flu, Percy. You shouldn't worry about your mom, it's nothing she can't handle," Annabeth said, putting her hand on his cheek.

Percy stared at her, leaning into her touch. Annabeth always knew how to make him feel better. "Yeah, I guess you're right," he said.

"I always am," Annabeth said. Percy nodded, giving her a small grin. He said good night to Annabeth, and walked over to his car.

Percy didn't start the car right away. He just sat there, with his hands on the wheel, breathing in the nippy air. How could he refuse to go? He didn't exactly know how his mom would answer. Whether she would be happy and tell him to go, or she would get upset and ask him to stay. He knew that that was a silly thought. His mom rarely ever got upset with him. Percy barely remembered the last time his mom had yelled at him. Then another thought popped into his head. What if it wasn't just the flu? What if she got really sick? It was unlikely, but possible.

Percy hastily started his car. He turned up the temperature a bit to warm himself, and drove home as quickly as he could.

When he walked in the front door to their apartment, he found his mother sitting on the living room couch, in her bathrobe, holding her ribs.

"Hi Percy, how was dinner?" she asked, coughing a bit.

"Are you feeling okay?" he asked, dodging her question.

"I'm fine. I just have a small…stomach ache," his mother said. After all those years, she hadn't gotten better at lying. But since she looked like she really wanted to change the subject, Percy let it go.

"Hey, mom, I need to ask you something," he said shakily, sitting down next to her.

"Ask away, honey," she said.

"Well, while I was at dinner with Annabeth," he started, "She asked me…"

"Yes?" his mom asked

"Well…she asked me if I wanted to go to San Francisco with her and her family for a year and I really don't know if I should go or not because now you're getting sick and Annabeth said I shouldn't worry about that," Percy was rushing so fast, Sally could barely tell what he was saying. "Bu…But I just don't know if I should leave you. I mean I really, really want to go but…I just don't-"

"Percy! Calm down. If you want to go to San Francisco with Annabeth for that long, I'm okay with that. Don't worry about me, I'll be perfectly fine here with Paul. Okay?"

Percy nodded, but he wasn't so sure. What if she wouldn't be okay? He kept asking himself the same question over and over again, but the look on her face made it nearly impossible for him not to believe her.

He said good night to her and went to his room to get some sleep, and to think about whether it really was right for him to go or not.