Percy Jackson and Grandpa Steve (Percy Jackson and the Avengers) *Completed*

Chapter 11- Nighttime Conversations

Not going to do Pernico maybe another time on another story...

Percy's P.O.V

I returned to the tower later and entered through the front door as Maria let me up. I was going back to school tomorrow, yippee but Nico and Jake were going to be there so that's ok.

I went upstairs and ate dinner with the team, Bruce and Tony were talking to each other in whisper tone while kept glancing at me so I think they're talking about me.

The silence was pretty much killing me as I knew they were pretty much thinking about me. I wasn't that hungry suddenly and pushed my food in front of me and mumbled a goodnight. I went to my room and closed my door.

I moved to the window and opened it while sitting on the balcony that was inside the room and not outside while having my head lean on the window frame. (I really don't know what that inside part is where there are cushions and stuff)

I looked at the stars and mumbled a hi to Zoe while also telling her that bob says hello. I also talked to her about my problems right now and about my mom and I thought I saw Zoe's constellation glow a bit as if she was listening.

I stopped talking when I heard a knock on the door and it opening revealing Steve there. He looked at me and sighed, "I'm sorry for how the team is taking it."

"It's not your fault." I mumbled placing my arms around my knees that were pulled to my chest while still looking outside.

"Yeah well they shouldn't treat you like that." He said moving to sit in front of me.

"What was my granddaughter like?" Steve asked also looking at the stars

I had a brief smile on my face, "She was smart, she was starting to become a writer. She married a horrible man for me."

"How horrible and why?" Steve asked

"I called him Stinky Gabe and he wasn't the best, my mom married him because half bloods have this scent that attract monsters and his stink covered mine up. She lived with him because of me." I gave a laugh that pretty much told how much I hated Gabe.

"When you say he's horrible was he ever-abusive?" Steve asked

I tensed and definitely looked away from Steve while my eyes drifted downward. I felt Steve put his hand on my shoulder, "I'm sorry for what he did. Where's he now?" Steve asked and I could just tell there was underlying hatred in his voice.

I laughed, "He mysteriously disappeared one day but good news is that my mom made a sculpture of him the next day later and sold it." I held amusement in his voice while Steve somewhat got what I was saying.

"Let's say he won't ever bother me again." I said

Steve nodded happy with the response and told me to continue talking about my mom. We spent a lot of the night just talking about my mom and we only stopped because I had school in the morning.

Sorry haven't updated sooner I'm more focused on other stories...