THE SEA QUEEN'S PEARL
Based on the movie "Percy Jackson and the Olympians"

"Here's your water" Sally murmured placing a glass in front of the boy. She then sat down and fidgeted uncomfortably as his green eyes stared at her coolly. "So...you're Poseidon's son" she said loudly to break the silence.

"You don't seem that surprised"

"Your father's mentioned you...briefly. And well, he's a Greek God, he's been around for thousands of years, he's bound to have thousands of children"

"And you don't seem that upset about it"

"Well, there's nothing that I can do about it, can I? I mean, sure I could be jealous but why should I? Majority of these people were in the past and even if Poseidon had more girls on the go while seeing me, I can't put up a fuss. I'm just insignificant in the grand scheme of things"

He stared at her with a thoughtful look and for a moment, just a brief moment; she thought she saw a strange mix of anger, affection and sympathy all mixed up in one. It was almost like he was trying to judge her. To see if she was worthy of his father's affection. She should have realised that the moment he appeared on the beach, after all every child judges their possible stepparent. Event if she's not going to be his future step-mother, probably never will and has no real plans to be, he'll still want to see what she was like.

"You're a rather remarkable young woman" Triton finally said breaking eye contact with her. "Most human lovers become selfish or don't understand that the Gods can't stay with them. For example last year a lover of Ares went insane and tried to kill him when she found out about one of his other lovers. Needless to say she joined Hades in the Underworld"

"Yes...needless" Sally muttered, wondering how someone could talk about murder so casually. Then again, Gods don't have the same morals as a human.

He gulps down the water. "I can't stay for long. Father would be back and I don't particularly want him to know I was here"

"That's ok, I won't say a word" Sally said jumping out of her seat immediately. She opened the door for him and smiled. "Take care and don't worry so much. I'm sure your father can take care of himself"

He stared at her with innocent wide eyes. He almost looked like her own age. Innocent, naive and scared of reality. Though she knew too much of reality to really count as part of her age group.

"You take care too" he said, and he looked surprised at himself too, "Father has a lot of enemies, they might see you as an easy mark"

She nodded uneasily and he walked out of the door. "Goodbye" she said.

"Bye"

She stood there, watching this young man walk into the sea until it consumed him and dragged him under to whatever magical palace or headquarters he lived at. She sighed and rested her head against the warm wooden doorframe.

No matter how hard she tried. She couldn't remember where she had seen that boy before. She just knew she had to take care of him but she couldn't remember why.

Life hadn't gotten even more confusing.

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Triton marched into the palace, ignoring the servants cries of surprise as he pushed past them into his own bed chambers. Like his father, Triton liked to keep up with the times while keeping a bit of the old in. So all his furniture had been from the last time he gave his room a makeover...the eighteenth century, probably...maybe a little before.

He had a four-poster bed with various shades of blue on the curtains and bedding. The wooden frame was white with a seashell design. He really needed to change that, it was far too girly.

But the large TV fixed to his wall with the matching game console totally made up for it.

And the fact, sandwiched between books, was many cool CDs and games. He had a stereo hidden somewhere with loads of sound speakers. Music had always been the best way to soften his father's rages. Not that it put Poseidon in a good mood, just meant that the sounds of his shouting sounded better with Pink Floyd in the background.

On his bedside table, was oil painted miniature of a woman. Dark elegant black curls, deep sea green eyes, pale skin and a beautiful dress that had been in style of the time.

His mother.

He picked the miniature and looked at it. "She's not you" he said aloud. "Sally Jackson is not you"

And he was right. Sally Jackson was a vulnerable little girl with a casualness that seemed unusual for a human to posses around a God. Sally may have his mother's wit, intelligence and beauty but she couldn't wear it as well as his mother had. In fact on a closer look she didn't even look like his mother.

Her eyes were too light. Almost blue in a certain light. Her hair was too wild and was only tamed with a hair bobble. Her skin had more colour, she didn't ever seem to stop blushing and she had an air of sheer stupidity. Like all humans did.

"She's not you" he repeated firmly.

He refused to ever believe that Sally could be his mother. But then what did he know? Truly. He never knew his mother before he was born and by then she had centuries of being the Queen of the Sea. He had always known his mother to be stern, controlled and elegant. Yet she would be passionate and a fury in everything but looks when she lost that control. She had never been vulnerable in front of him.

So maybe, just maybe, his father was right and Sally Jackson was his mother.

"She's not you" he repeated again. Less sure of himself than before.

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He wondered if it was strange that the moment he was allowed to go home he had immediately gone to Montauk to see Sally. He had only known her for a while and already he saw her home. Normally that would unnerve a man but he knew. He knew that this woman was his.

"Poseidon!" Sally cried out joyfully as she ran across the beach and hugged him tightly. "How was it?"

"It was all right. Boring but I was eager to get back to you" he liked that she blushed lightly. Amphitrite hadn't done that since the early years of their courtship. He kissed her and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I missed you"

"Missed you too" she said smiling. "Are you thirsty or hungry?"

"No I'm fine, darling" he kissed her again. "I best be going, it's late and I don't want you sitting up all night. We may or may not have a busy day in my palace tomorrow"

She looked at him with wide eyes. "You mean you might show me...?"

"Depends what disasters are happening in the ocean. Most likely I'll show you my gaming room"

She wondered if that was code for bedroom. Probably not.

He kissed her again. "Good night Sally, I'll bring blue pancakes when I can"

"Ok, good night"

He kissed her again. "Love you"

"Love you too"

Another kiss and he left. Because if he stayed, then he would have picked her up over his shoulder and then ravished her in the cabin without a second thought. He shouldn't lose control not this early in the relationship.

It took him another ten minutes to realise what was his and her parting words.

I love you...

Holy shit.

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