"Twins, one pretty girl and one handsome boy," the nurse smiled.

No, I can't put both of them in danger. I don't want my children to destroy me or even die. I cannot let this happen. I cannot let Sally face all the trouble. I can't face her. But I need to tell her now though she already knew that this painful day shall come. And it did come.

I entered the room where Sally was resting peacefully, happy at the fact that her new born children were okay. I can't sadden her now, at this moment of happiness; I simply can't but unfortunately, I have to. Her once glowing, beautiful skin is now pale, her plump, pink lips has now drained the lively colour but was regaining it slowly. Behind me, the nurse entered with my babies. My. Ours. They were sleeping peacefully in her hands. She looked at me and handed over me one of them, still smiling.

I looked down at my child; she stirred gently in her sleep and let out tiny small yawn. How could I do this? How could I take her away from Sally? I have to listen to Zeus. More importantly, I even broke the oath that we took years ago. Zeus would be really furious. I turned my gaze over Sally, who's kissing her son's forehead and the part of it which hurt me was that – she seemed more than happy. I never saw her happy as now, ever before. She looked at me and gave me the happiest smile ever, "He's so adorable! And look! His eyes, just like yours," she turned towards her son again, her smile still plastered on her face.

"She has your looks, Sally. Beautiful as you," I said, walking towards her. I bent down to give her a chance to look at our daughter while I stared at our son. He looked at me with his tiny sea-green eyes and yawned.

"Her eyes are also the same as him and you," she sighed. I turned my gaze towards our daughter who was staring deeply at Sally. I sat down on the chair nearby, our daughter still in my arms.

"Sally," my once happy tone now disappeared. I looked at her and I guessed that she knew what I was about to say.

"Do we have to?" her voice seemed so sad that it sent a sharp pain to my already saddened heart.

"We don't have a choice,"

"What if I don't let it happen?"

"You'll call danger to them once they're older to…."

"One has to face it, right?"

"I guess, our son would be able to face it,"

"You want him to fall in danger?" she stared at me.

"No, I want him safe and even her and this separation would be the best solution," I explained, calmly.

"You do know that once she gets old enough to learn the truth, she'll resent you and maybe he might?" she asked me, her eyes starting to get watery.

"I know," and it hurt.

"Does Zeus know?"

"He does along with everyone,"

She hid her face away from me, "The least I can do now is to name them," she said.

"As you say,"

She turned towards her son, "I'd like to name him Percy as in Perseus," she smiled, a tear trickled down her cheek.

I looked doubtful, "He was son of Zeus…." I said, "But it is a very good name."

I turned towards my daughter, "Why not we name her Irene? It means peace and hopefully she'll turn into a peaceful girl," I laughed, softly.

"It is perfect and why don't we give her a middle name?" Sally smiled, approvingly.

"Any suggestions you have?"

Sally thought for a while, "Thia? Wasn't that a Goddesses' name?"

Honestly, I don't remember, "Yes, and it is perfect. Irene Thia Jackson sounds more than good."

"Percy Jackson sounds more than good too," her smile soon faded away, "Which one am I not supposed to have?"

"Irene," I answered.

"Okay, but can I please have a moment with both of them alone?" she asked.

"Sure," I placed Irene near her and Sally wrapped her arm around her for protection.

I walked out of the room and towards the balcony of this hospital. I was aware of the fact that Zeus was already there, waiting for me. And in fact, he was.

"Hello, Poseidon," he said, calmly like as if this is the best moment of my immortal life.

"Why are you here?" I asked, gravely.

"Why? I just wanted to give my blessings to your little family,"

"By separating them, right."

"We took an oath of not doing this long ago; it isn't my fault that you broke the vow." He sounded serious.

"What do you want, then?"

"If the prophecy is true then both of them could be dangerous for us," he said, turning away from me.

"You don't mean to take their life away from them, right? If you do then help me-" I felt my anger rising up.

"Of course not, brother, I just want to give my blessing to the one who'll be separated from Sally and the other one. In fact, everyone wants to,"

"But-"

"The child would feel grateful for it, trust me and he or she won't go against us as he or she won't be able to," he grinned at me.

"What if she does?"

"We all can take away the blessings easily. Ares says that he won't give but he has to,"

"You do know it's dangerous,"

"I've chosen a home for her and she'll safe and not harmful," he waved his hand dismissively at me, "Now go bring the child, we're getting late."

I turned away from him and walked towards Sally's room. Sometimes, brother really does amuse me with his unusual ideas and orders. But making my daughter, Irene, almost a demigod-sorceress is too odd and dangerous. Not a demigod-sorceress but something more than a demigod.

I knocked on the door, "Sally?"

"Oh! Yes, come in," she answered. I can tell by her hoarse voice that she had been crying a lot. I entered the room and saw her smiling at me though it wasn't a happy smile. I walked towards her and picked up Irene, making Sally cry again. She placed soft quick kiss on Irene's forehead and smiled sadly, holding onto Percy like as if he'd run away from her.

"It's okay, you shall meet her one day," I said, soothingly.

"Then I shall be eagerly waiting for that day to come," she whispered.

"Take care of yourself, Sally and Percy's too," I gently touched her cheeks and placed a chaste kiss on her forehead.

"And if anything bad happens to him when he's 11 or 12, you do know what to do, right?" I asked.

"I do."

"Goodbye, Sally and remember, you were the best gift that I ever received and you'll always be in my heart along with our children," I said, softly.

"I know," she smiled.

"I'm sorry for-"

"You don't have to be sorry for anything, Poseidon," she interrupted.

"Goodbye, then," I said, hesitantly.

I walked out of the room with Irene, holding back my tears. Zeus was so calm about this and that annoyed me. I'm the worst father ever. Probably, I shall hear my own children calling me that later on. How can a father ever separate their twin children way from each other.

"Ready?" asked Zeus. I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize that I had already reached the balcony where Zeus was. He stood near the railing, his hands behind his back, staring at me sternly.

"Do you think I am?" I answered back.

"Your mistakes don't bother me, Poseidon,"

"I don't need your kindness on me but I want my daughter to be safe, Zeus," I said, gravely.

"Alright, I've searched up a family, the Walters. They are very kind and rich too, Irene will be safe with them,"

"How can you be sure?" I asked.

"One of our Olympian companions knows one of them, and the Walters know about us. And they agreed on adopting Irene and hide her from anything that is related to us," Zeus explained.

"Which-"

"Questions denied, now, come," Zeus interrupted, "We need to get your precious daughter away from here and to the Walters. They're waiting for us to arrive."