Three's Trouble

Rating: T, for future chapters

Main Pairings: Reyna/Jason, Piper/Jason, Percy/Annabeth, Leo/Calypso, Leo/Piper, Frank/Hazel

Side Pairings: Tristan/Aphrodite

PJO Characters:

McLean Family: Tristan McLean, Reyna Avila Ramirez Arellano, Hylla Ramirez Arellano, Piper McLean

Others: Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Dakota, Gwen, Octavian, Thalia Grace, Kinzie, Coach Hedge

Godly Characters: Hebe, Bellona, Aphrodite, Chiron, Lupa, Calypso, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Ares, Apollo, Artemis

Summary: Tristan McLean adopts two sisters shortly before Piper is born, and now he has three daughters, that he discovers are all demigods. Fate steps in, and separates them, sending the two Roman girls to start their journey with Lupa, before making their way to Camp Jupiter, while their adoptive sister makes her way to the Greek camp. With this existing, but unknown bond between Romans and Greeks, how will the second Great Prophecy unravel? /Partly AU

Prologue, Or How It All Started

Tristan McLean sighed, setting his pen down. He stood up, and made his way over to the window, hoping the sunset would help him feel better. However, this was to no avail, as the feeling of loneliness was still there. His house, more of a mansion, really, was too big for just him. It felt cold and empty, his footsteps echoing too loudly against the wooden floor.

He had been feeling this way for a couple years. He considered getting a puppy, but at that time, he hadn't been home enough to properly care for it. Now, however, he had more than enough time, as he was in between movies, and had more than enough money.

In the spur of the moment, he made his way back to his laptop, pulling up different adoption agency sites.

Two weeks later, he was making his way to an agency based in Texas. They had a lot of young children from many different states and very occasionally from other countries. Tristan noticed that this agency seemed different than others, as most others did not have the kids present, being in foster homes instead. Olympus Agency was a well run organization, well funded by prestigious benefactors. The children were separated into two different groups, of which the characteristics to fit in were unclear. There were both boys and girls in groups, as well as different skin colors.

"We have children here from all over the country, as well as the occasional few that came to us from countries in the Caribbean or from England," a woman with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail informed Tristan. "Are you looking to adopt a girl, or a boy?"

Without hesitation, Tristan replied. "I'd like to adopt a daughter."

"And are you a single parent?"

"I am, but I have more than enough resources to provide for a child. I made sure I was prepared."

"That's good to hear," she smiled as she typed something into her computer. "We want to make sure these children get placed with the right families that can ensure good lives. Some of them have been through traumatic events, and we want to ensure their new parents are equipped to help them. Now, Mr. McLean," she handed him a clipboard. "Please fill out this paperwork so we can continue with the adoption process. When you are done, bring it back to me, and once I look over it, we can go visit some of the children.

Tristan took the clipboard, and settled down on a chair as he began to flip through the pages he was required to fill out.

Am I sure I want to do this? He thought to himself as he wrote his name on the first page. His answer was obvious as he continued to fill out the paperwork. Yes, yes I do.

Once he was done with the extensive paperwork, he brought it back up to the counter. The blonde woman took the clipboard, and scanned them, uploading them onto her computer.

Her brown eyes scanned the information faster than humanly possible, taking in his home location, income, job, and other factors, mentally finding the right child that would fit with Tristan McLean.

"Okay, everything's in order, so follow me," she smiled as she stood up, motioning him to follow her as she made her way through the door on the left. "There are two girls, sisters, mind you, that I think you would like very much. Their names are Reyna and Hylla. They're from Puerto Rico. We're not entirely sure who their mother was, as they grew up with their father, who was killed when they were three and seven respectively. They've been here for about a year. Reyna is now four, and Hylla is almost eight. I know you were looking to adopt one, but I'd like you to meet these two wonderful girls."

The two came to a stop in front of two young girls sitting together in the corner of the room, books scattered around them. The older girl was gently braiding her sister's hair.

"Hylla, Reyna," they looked up, a little on edge. "This is Tristan McLean. I'd like it if you'd spend a little time with him."

Tristan watched as the woman gently soothed the two girls. He watched with interest, seeing how much they had come to trust her. He lowered himself to their height.

"I'll be nearby if you need me," the blonde woman informed them.

The next time Tristan looked at his watch, he was amazed that two hours had gone by. Once he was able to get the girls to open up a little to him, he could tell how wonderful they were, and what amazing people they could become if given a loving family.

As he followed the blonde woman out after saying goodbye to the girls, he decided that he wanted to adopt the two Puerto Rican girls.

"You were right. They're both wonderful girls. If they agree, I'd like to adopt both of them."

"I thought they'd be right for you," the woman grinned, her eyes sparkling. "I'll get the paperwork ready, and you'll be able to adopt them both soon."

"Thank you very much," Tristan shook her hand. As he was turning to leave, he thought of something. "I, uh, never got your name."

"Hebe. My name's Hebe Ferrara."

AN: This idea came to me a little while ago, and I finally decided to try writing it. If I get some positive feedback, I'll continue writing this story, updating it when I can. And I know most adoption agencies aren't like this, as I myself was adopted. But it worked better for it to be like this, and I figured a demigod adoption agency would be a bit different, especially with the goddess of youth running the place.

I hope you enjoyed the prologue, and I hope to update soon!

~NewtsSuitcase