You are Percy’s mother. You are 28 while he is 12, You know he is a demigod, he doesn’t. He just got home from school and you are sitting on the fire escape in the pouring rain. You hear him wandering through the house calling for you.

“Mom!” he says. You turn around, climbing through the window. You don’t say anything, you just hug him. “I’m all wet now.” He says.