A/N:

Hey! I have decided to make...

A SEQUEL!

It's called "Family".

Percy, Annabeth etc. will be mentioned often and talked about: I have decided their fate; how's marrying who, so on.

A new character will be added in this fanfiction...

Jason!

And this is a romace/adventure fanfic...

I'd be overjoyed to hear your thoughts on what's going to happen.

"Thalia?" A voice said, pulling me out of my dream. The dream had been weird and confusing, as so many dreams were.

"Thalia?" the voice repeated. Someone was now shaking me gently, causing my thoughts to get blurry, the final trails of my dreams disappearing.

Sitting up rather quickly, with my eyes still close, I hit my head onto something. My eyes opened and I quickly got blinded by the sunlight. I blinked a few times, and quickly scan the place, while reaching for my sword.

"Are you OK?" a girlish voice asked. My head snapped in that direction, seeing four familiar faces.

"Lucy?"

A crazy grin spread onto her face and she leapt onto my bed to give me a hug. I laughed and hugged her back.

I was back. I was back! A big smile appeared onto my face as I stroked her hair.

"How old are you know?" she asked, pulling of the hug but still sitting on my bed.

"I'm 18."

"Good! That means you can still date Edmund!"

My jaw fell as my face turned red.

"Why you little-

All four the Pevensie's laughed.

"Thalia?"

"Jason!"

An unstable Jason was at my door, looking lost and confused.

I shot up but then quickly sat back down.

"OK… that was a bad idea." A searing pain shot through my sides, back and legs. I squeezed my eyes shut, clenched my jaw and held back the scream that was threatening to come out.

"Thalia, are you Ok? You're doing the pig face." Jason said.

"Gee thanks Jason. No I'm not Ok. So not only I'm in pain, I now also know that I look like a pig."

"Sorry."

"I can hear that smirk Jason."

"Love you too little sissy."

"I really, really, really hate it when you say that. I'm still older than you! Even if I got turned into a tree!"

Everybody burst into laughing except for me.

"It's not funny." I said, finally opening my eyes and glaring at Jason. "Give me a sword and I'll show you who's older." Another surge of pain occurred from my side. I gently rubbed it and mumbled, "But maybe not right now."

"Careful, Thalia. You shouldn't be making up duels. You're getting much too old and weak to do that." Jason said sitting onto my bed.

"Respect your elderlies." I mumbled, lying back down.

"Maybe you should to the introducing, Thals."

"Alright." I said not bothering to open my eyes. "Everyone, Jason. Jason, Everyone."

"Hardy-har-har. Real funny Thalia."

"Ok, ok, ok. You just can't give your grandma a break, can you?" I said, playfully slapping his arm. I sat up.

"Alright. Everyone, this is Jason, my younger brother. He's 15 too, Lucy, but sorry, he's taken." I smirked at the sight of her blushing. Revenge, sweet, sweet revenge. "Jason, this is Lucy, Edmund, Susan, and Peter. They are the kings and queens of Narnia. By the way Edmund, what happened to your forehead?"

Edmund was profusely rubbing his head.

Glaring at me, he answered, "You."

"Oh!" The evidence dawning onto me. "Gee, Edmund, you have a really hard head."

"Sorry." he said, rolling his eyes.

"Um, hate to pop your bubble, but what's Narnia?"

I pulled my brother up and pulled him gently towards the window.

"Remember when you asked what had changed me?" I said hugging him from behind, as he looked down at Narnia. "What had made me more care-free, happy, and friendly?"

He nodded. I leaned my head on his broad shoulder.

"This is it." I whispered.