Fighting for Something More

Epilogue

The day after Percy and Natasha had gotten settled in her old world, they were both summoned to Olympus. Zeus wanted to see that his niece was actually back, and that it wasn't a joke.

"Hey Annie?" Percy called as she walked into camp, holding her daughter's hand.

"Yeah?" The daughter of Athena asked, curious as to why Percy was here with Yelena and Natasha wasn't.

"Zeus summoned myself and Natasha to Olympus. Wanted to make that it's actually me. You mind watching Yelena? I don't want Mr. Paranoid to know about her just yet." Annabeth chuckled at the nickname, nodding her head with a smile.

"Of course, what's her full name again?" She asked the older woman.

Percy smiled at her. "Yelena Annabeth Buchanan Romanoff." Annabeth felt tears come to her eyes as she hugged the woman. Her metal arm wrapping around Annabeth's neck.

"Thank you." She whispered through her tears of joy. Percy smiled into her best friend's hair, glad to know that she loved the choice of name.

"Who's the Godmother?" She asked, Percy gave her a pointed look.

"You dummy!" Annabeth felt her heart stop for a second before grabbing the hand of her Goddaughter and dragging her through the camp.

Percy laughed at the scene and headed back to her car. Where Natasha was waiting for her, a smile on her features. "How'd she take the news?" She asked, knowing that Percy was going to drop the news of Annabeth being a Godmother  before they left for Olympus.

"Like any woman that is told that she's a Godmother out of the blue." Percy joked, before sobering up. "No, she took it well. There were tears and she then took Lena and began to yo show her the camp." Percy said as she drove out of the entrance to the camp and made their way into the city.

'Far From Heaven' by Fit For An Autopsy playing through her stereo. Natasha grabbed her wife's hand and squeezed gently. She looked over at the woman that she fell in love with. "What should I expect from these "God's?" She asked, nervous as this was the first time that she'd be meeting her wife's father.

"Don't pull a Tony and be disrespectful. They'll kill you on the spot. My cousin's might have a little compassion for you due to your past in Russia. Especially, Lady Artemis, she's got a group of girls that swear off men for partial immortality." Natasha felt her eyes widen in slight fear, before she felt her hand squeeze again.

"If anything, don't piss off my father. He's very protective and may just disintegrate you for being near me." Natasha sighed, leaning onto her wife's shoulder.

"Any of them that won't automatically kill me?" She asked nervously, Percy heard the nervousness in her voice and rubbed her thumb over Natasha's hand.

"Definitely Aunt Hestia, Lady Aphrodite and Lady Demeter. They, for the most part, actually like me." Natasha nodded her head, pulling away from Percy's shoulder as she parked next to the Empire State Building.

"Where we going?" Percy winked at her and stayed silent.

They walked over to the clerk. "Building's closed for the day. Go home." The guard said, not looking up from his paper.

"We're here for an audience with the Council. I'm pretty sure that they don't want to wait for the Hero of Olympus to come back later." Percy said with a wicked grin.

The guard looked up before recognition appeared in his features. "My apologies, you can head on up." Percy flicked him a Drachma, taking Natasha's hand again and walking into the elevator.

"Did you really have to threaten him like that?" The former assassin asked, still wary. Her instincts were going crazy, they were telling her to be on constant alert.