"Sometimes I hear her voice in my head" Annabeth told Percy, as they sat together by the pool.
She was staring away from the young man who had asked her about her mother. It was a sensitive subject for Annabeth.
"Yes. On moments of stress, or when I'm in danger. I hear her speaking, as if she was so far away and so close all at the same time."
She shrugged silently, not truly knowing why she was telling Percy any of this.
They remained quiet for a long moment before Annabeth spoke again.
"I miss her so much. Which is ridiculous, because I've never met her.
"It's forbidden, for Gods to meet their children, and I understand she couldn't be there with me as I grew up, but that doesn't make it any easier. How can one miss a person they never even met?"
Percy placed a comforting hand on Annabeth's arm and nodded silently. He understood it all too well.
"I don't know, but I feel the same way. I wish I could meet my dad too"
Annabeth sighed and looked his way, her big blue eyes staring straight into his own gaze.
"I know I've never heard my mother's voice in the real world, but I recognize it inside my head anyway. She's there for me, watching me. I know it. And some day, I'll find a way of meeting her"