A/N obviously it's not quite Christmas yet but I came up with this idea and decided to do it. If you are confused by the fact that something's different from the other books I just edited the other books to go along with it as well as two of the other scenes from this book. there might have been chapters in the other books I missed but I'll fix them later. So you can all consider this an early Christmas gift.

Amber's point of view 

"Mommy, Mommy,  it's Christmas," my little boy called as he came running into my bedroom. before I responded to him I glanced at the digital alarm clock on my dresser before sighing, it was barely six o'clock. Even though I'm not that religious I still celebrate Christmas, Despite the fact that I now know the Greek gods aren't just myths and that they still exist to this day. Obviously Luke is still clueless about the true identity of his father and hopefully, it will stay that way for a while.

 I reluctantly got up and started to make myself a coffee. Since he is still quite young Luke still believes in Santa and all the other things that kids believe in. Raising Luke has been far from easy so far but I try my best to make sure that we have everything we need and hopefully a bit more. despite the difficulties, I'd managed to scrape together a decent Christmas for us.  I could see how excited my little three-year-old was but despite that, I insisted that we eat breakfast before we opened any gifts. I could see he didn't really want to wait but he reluctantly gave in.

As I got breakfast ready he was still running around as hyper as ever. I sighed knowing it wouldn't be easy to get him to settle down. Every time I look at him I can't help but acknowledge that even at his young age he looks so much like his father. It was now clear that he'd also gotten his father's eyes, and I got the feeling that he would have even more things in common with his father than just facial features.

 I finally got him settled down long enough to eat breakfast and then he ran back into our living room toward our Christmas tree and the gifts that sat underneath it.  I decided not to make him wait any longer so I grabbed my cup of coffee and followed him into the Living room, leaving the dishes for later. As I entered the living room and sat down on the couch I could see that he had at least waited for me before he started to open anything.

 Despite our situation, I'd managed to get a couple of gifts for him. I also still exchange gifts with my mother even though she lives in a different state. We had been on slightly better terms since the last time  I visited her and she had sent us gifts so I felt obligated to send one in return. I sat down with Luke and let him open his first gift.

It was his gift from Santa, or at least it was signed, from Santa but as we all eventually learn Santa isn't actually real. It was one of the things he'd asked for. His second gift was from me and I knew it was one of the things he'd asked for. He ripped through the paper patterned with Santa Clauses on it and his happy expression when he saw the contents of the package made all I'd done to afford this Christmas worth it.

Despite that, there had been one thing I hadn't been able to get him because it was just too expensive, toys, even ones for kids his age could get rather expensive. I hoped he wouldn't be too disappointed that he didn't get it but there wasn't much I could have done, being a single mother isn't easy and there's only so much money to go around, most of which goes toward the apartment, food, clothes, and the car.

We opened the rest of the gifts including the ones from my mother and I thought we were done but Luke spotted one more gift and an envelope under the tree. I didn't recognize either the gift or the envelope. I knew I hadn't put them under there. For a moment I wondered how they had gotten there but I quickly came up with a theory.

Ever since Luke was born I was sure that Percy had been secretly helping me out. I would occasionally find gifts and sometimes a note to me that pretty much gave away who was behind it. He would never bring the gift while Luke and I were home, probably for fear of Luke seeing him and asking who he was. Some people might find it kind of creepy that there was someone coming into the apartment when we weren't there and leaving stuff for us, but since his notes had made me sure that it was him so it didn't really bother me since I trusted him completely.

I knew that he must be being careful about it though because he didn't do stuff like this very often, and based on what he'd said before he left I assumed that he wasn't supposed to be doing anything for us. The gift he'd left was for Luke, I knew Percy hadn't always been a god, so it made sense that he knew about Christmas traditions because although I knew the gift was actually from him he had it labeled as if it was from Santa.

Well, that would certainly stop Luke from asking about where the gift came from. When Luke opened it, it turned out to be the one thing I hadn't been able to get him. Even though I missed Percy and wished we could still be together I knew there was a reason why he wasn't coming when we would see him, he didn't want to put us in danger, and for all I knew, he might have moved on from me. Regardless it was still good to know that he still cared and was watching and helping us when he could get away with it.

Obviously, the other gift that Luke had from Santa was actually from me since everyone eventually gets the talk about how Santa and all the other things kids believe in aren't actually real. Regardless Luke is still young enough that I will let him enjoy his ignorance a while longer.

The envelope was for me and as I expected it contained a note from Percy which made it clear to me that he hadn't moved on yet. He said, Amber, I'm sure you guessed that Luke's extra gift wasn't actually from Santa,

As I read that part I imagined Percy smirking in amusement, but I continued reading. The note read "I imagine you also guessed that the other things a while ago were also me,

I had figured that out as well since nothing else made sense, those things had been a while ago though, one of them was a couple years ago, and the other was not long after Luke and I came home from the hospital, I believe that the first gift was the same night that Percy came to see Luke.

The note continued, it said, I'm guessing that this probably isn't what you'd like to get for Christmas, but if my guess of what you'd rather have is right I can't do that for you yet. Don't expect too much help from me, as much as I want to do more for you and Luke I can't, it was risky enough to do this. I'm sure that by now you've probably started thinking that I've moved on from you and that I only sent these because I felt like I owed it to you, well you might as well toss that idea right now because I know I definitely haven't.

The note ended shortly after that, the note, well letter would probably be the better word, wasn't the only thing in the envelope, it had also contained money that I knew would certainly help me out, after all, I knew Christmas alone had taken a fair chunk out of my bank account since I'd wanted to give Luke the best Christmas I could manage. Not to mention that there were a few other people I'd bought gifts for.

For us, Christmas is usually just me and Luke, and in a way, Percy, or at least that's what it was that year. I did try to put together a Christmas dinner for us, but obviously, it was smaller than what most people would be cooking since it was just the two of us rather than a big family gathering. I didn't pretend to be a really good cook, I just did my best. There are some things I could cook without any trouble, but like anyone, I could still make mistakes or forget a step.

Overall that Christmas went well especially since Percy's gift meant that Luke wasn't disappointed, he might have been okay with it even without Percy's gift but now I'd never know. That day was quiet after Luke's initial excitement wore off. Luke was focused on his new toys and my mind had wandered to Percy. I found myself re-reading his letter and while I was thankful for his help, it reminded me that I wasn't over him yet either.

Luke remained oblivious to who really sent those gifts, but it was better that way since it was better that he didn't find out the truth about Percy too early. I didn't expect Percy to start doing a lot more for us, after all, he'd said when he left that he couldn't, for that matter I hadn't even expected him to give us the gifts he had. Luke is so much like Percy, not only did he look like a younger version of Percy, but I was pretty sure he shared some of the same personality traits, or habits as well.

Obviously, I didn't know what Percy had acted like when he was a kid, but I guessed that Luke acted a lot like him. Sure, I could see some of myself in Luke, but I was pretty sure that Percy's appearance and personality traits had dominated. Obviously, I was fine with that. Luke was more important to me than well, anything, He was my little boy. I may not have planned on having a child as early as I did, and I certainly hadn't expected Percy to leave but that didn't stop me from caring for Luke like any mother should.