Alright, 3rd fic! This takes place during the last Olympian, and will probably be a three-shot, maybe a four-shot. I think I might start doing a few Paul stories, but maybe not. Let me know what you think please! (First chapter is short, I apologise)

Paul POV

Paul had been through quite a few strange things since dating Sally Jackson.

He saw Pegasus hooves dented into his car, he woke up to a wall of fur that was apparently a very large dog, heck, he even woke up one morning to see Percy jumping out the window of their 7 story apartment building. (That had almost given him a heart attack, luckily Sally very quickly explained that there was indeed the very same Pegasus that had left the dents in his car, flying below.)

But this one, this one took the cake. It gave him a whole new look on life, and often made him feel as if he'd stepped into a whole new world. And a scary world at that.

He was walking home from Central park with Sally, when all of a sudden, Sally gasped. He whipped around (Being the stepfather to a demigod made you learn to always expect the worst, as he had quickly learned) to see her staring up at the sky. Following her gaze, he gasped as well.

There were bright blue lights darting through the sky, seemingly heading towards the Empire State building.

In the middle of the day.

He groaned as Sally grabbed his arm, running to where they parked his Prius, a block away. This practically screamed Percy. As they reached his Prius, he pulled out his keys and tossed them to her, knowing she was in protective mother mode now, and that nothing would stop her now.

As he got in the passenger's seat, the car gunned forward, causing him to grab onto the seat as he rushed to close the door.

"Sally?" He asked hesitantly as she screeched around a corner, just missing several pedestrians.

"Yes Paul?" She said tightly as she ran through a yellow light, her eyes not once leaving the road, her hands gripped the steering wheel as if her life depended on it.

"Do you think you might want to slow down just a little bit? We aren't going to be much help to Percy if we're pulled over by the NYPD." I said in a gentle voice, as I watched the speedometer inch past 95mph. In down town New York.

"Pau-" She never got to finish her sentence, because at that moment her eyes widened, and she took a sharp left, stopping the car by the curb.

"Sally, wha-" And I never got to finish my sentence either, I was already asleep.

AN: Alright, that's just about it. Told you it was short: P I've got the second chapter just finishing up my editing process, so hopefully it will be updated soon.

R&R? Please?