And here it is as promised! The sequel to Lost in the Ages!

Now this one is going to be Rated T. Although, I might post a side story with one shots based in this universe!

Now, it is recommended that you read Lost in the Ages first. Because there is a lot of information in there that will be important, but you can get by without reading it. As, most situations will be explained in this story.

And this is a unique pairing story. Percabeth does exist (It's one of my favorites), however they are not the only one in the relationship for our newcomers.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the Heroes of Olympus series.

"Luke! Zoe! It's time to get up!"

The grey-eyed teenager grumbled as he heard his father's voice down the hallway; pulling his pillow over his head in an effort to keep the sound from disturbing his light sleep, "Go away."

After a few seconds of silence, Luke smiled to himself and lied back down on the bed; ready to return to his sweet sleep.

Only his father didn't agree with him.

The tri-blood squealed as his room door was blasted open, and small wave of water crashed into his bed.

Luke sputtered and jumped to his feet; glaring at the thirty-three year old man in the doorway, "What the Hades are you doing!?"

"Waking you up!" Percy cheered gleefully; his eyes sparkled with amusement as he looked at his teenaged son, "You have to get ready! It's Summer Solstice Day!"

The younger boy grumbled and rubbed his eyes as he walked out past his dad towards the staircase, "Is mother still at Olympus?"

Percy nodded, his skin gleamed with an unearthly glow signifying the fact that he wasn't quite as mortal as everyone thought, "She's preparing for tonight's council meeting, and as her son you are expected to attend with the rest of the family."

Luke grumbled but didn't argue; running a hand through his dark brown hair.

Zoe's room door was open, and she was talking animatedly with Sally on her bed; going through a magazine filled with hair styles and trying to pick the one she thought would be most appropriate for the solstice.

His other siblings Mark, Ariel, Eric, Henry, Anna and Sarah, and the little baby his mother was currently carrying were always going to be treated like this. They were the next generation of immortals on Olympus, and given that their mother was an Olympian they were always going to be expected to attend these solstice gatherings.

And it sucked; sure he was an immortal, but he wasn't a god. He didn't have a domain, and he was perfectly okay with that.

He didn't need that much responsibility on his shoulders.

Rounding the bottom of the staircase, he stifled a yawn and walked into the kitchen, "Mom!?"

The blonde hair of his mother was splayed out on the ground; her body was positioned under the table as she worked on correcting something on one of the table's support beams, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Her grey eyes, so much like his own, peeked out from underneath the table to look at him; her hands continuing to work on whatever she was looking at, "The table leg is crooked. It's rocking the table whenever we sat down."

Luke nodded and pulled out a bowl of cereal, then grabbed the milk from the fridge.

He went into the living room to eat where the younger twins, Anna and Sarah, were sitting and watching their morning cartoons.

Despite the fact that they were only three, they were very smart for their age, and Luke enjoyed watching how they interacted with eachother as they viewed their favorite morning shows on TV, "Good morning little angels."

They turned and smiled at him; showing off their adorable white little baby teeth, "Good morning Luck!"

The tri-blood held back a laugh as they mixed up his name once more; they had a good understanding of how to pronounce words, but his name always seemed to give them trouble for some reason, "It's Luke guys."

"Sorry," the two three year olds apologized in unison, before turning to watch their cartoons once more.

Luke promptly ate his bowl of cereal, his mind flying over the days events. He knew even if the solstice didn't start until night; they were still going to have to be there by noon.

It was then a cold wind brushed against his back; causing a shiver to run down the length of his back.

The tri-blood frowned and turned to look where the wind could of came from, but there was nothing there. No open window, no ajar door, there was no explanation for the sudden ice cold gust of wind whatsoever.

An uneasy feeling rose within him, and he found himself smoothing out the goose-bumps that appeared on his arms, "That's odd. Probably nothing."

He steadied his nerves and went back to watching the twins, before reminding himself to prepare for the solstice.

Standing, he stretched and cracked his joints to relieve some of the ache from staying still for so long.

"Guys, it's time to start getting ready," Luke grinned at his little siblings as they peered back at him sadly.

Anna pouted, "I don't wanna."

"You have too," Luke chuckled and bent to pick up his siblings, carrying one in each arm as he walked to their room, "Now, lets pick out which dress you guys are going to wear today."

"But I don't wanna!"

Needless to say, half an hour later Luke proudly presented his dressed younger siblings to his critical mom, "I dressed them for you. I even brushed their hair and put them into buns. Sally taught me that. She makes me do her hair in the morning before lessons."

Annabeth inspected the smiling three year olds, "You did a good job Luke. It takes me an hour to get these two ready."

Sarah and Anna giggled and hopped from one foot to the other as they looked innocently up at their mom, "We were good this time!"

"It seems you were," the daughter of Athena scooped her children into her arms. "Let's show you two to daddy. He's making sure Eric and Henry are getting ready correctly. We have to look nice, don't we? Or else mommy will throw a fit."

"Is mommy already there?" Sarah asked; leaning against Annabeth's shoulder.

"Mm-hmm," Annabeth smiled. "She waiting to see how pretty you guys will look too. So is your aunt and uncle Jason and Piper. They're going to be having lunch with us."

"Is Susan and Mathew going to be there?" Luke spoke up; looking to his mom.

The blonde demigod turned immortal nodded, "Yes. Since they turned ten, they finally get to come to the Solstices. Piper tells me they're very excited."

"What about the others?" Luke gestured to a picture on the counter; it had his parents when they were younger and seven other demigods posing in ridiculous ways.

"No. Reyna, Frank, and Hazel are too busy at Camp Jupiter preparing for the festivals. Nico is staying to help at Camp Half-Blood for the chariot races in honor of the solstice. It's only going to be the four of us going."

Luke nodded before running a hand through his brown hair, "I need to go get ready. We leaving in half an hour again?"

Annabeth gave a thumbs up, then returned her attention to the giggling three year olds in front of her.

The legacy of Athena climbed the stairs and went into his room; dressing in his suit, combing his short hair back, and pulling on his fancy shoes his mother had got him last year for his birthday.

It was only a short amount of time later that he found himself on Olympus; his eyes drinking in the familiar sights. He lived here with his family during the summer in his mother's palace, so it wasn't odd for him to be here.

Other gods nodded in acknowledgement to his family when they walked past, our family waved back in greeting. We were headed for the grand council chambers as that was where we were suppose to meet Jason and Piper.

Walking into the council rooms, we found several major gods conversing or making lunch plans.

Apollo and Artemis were arguing over who was older again. Demeter was talking with Hestia by the hearth, while Poseidon was speaking with our mother over by their thrones.

She was beautiful as usual, her long dark brown hair was put up in a elegant bun; her makeup were simple natural colors, and her long white dress flowed down her body and hugged the pregnant swell of her stomach almost protectively.

Annabeth and Percy grinned as they approached; the other gods took notice of them and shrunk to their human sizes, (which was something the children will never get used to seeing), which allowed the two Jacksons to greet Poseidon and their wife.

Percy straight up hugged his father, while Annabeth wrapped her arms around the brunette woman affectionately and ran a hand over the bulge where the unborn child inside of the goddess rested, "You're looking radiant. How's the Solstice been going so far?"

The other woman sighed, "No quests for lost immortals. No end of the world threats. No nothing. It's quite boring actually."

"That's not how we see it Hera," Percy smiled as he pulled away from his father and gave the goddess in Annabeth's arms a bug kiss. "All a solstice has ever been is an excuse for gods to gather and brag about who's more powerful."

The patron of marriage shrugged and pulled away from the two immortal demigods trapping her with their arms, "Can't argue with that logic."

"You should be proud," Poseidon boomed; his arms gesturing all around him. "This is your all powerful arguing family after all!"

He and his audience turned their attention to where Apollo continued to argue with Artemis when they heard the sound of an enraged immortal huntress chuck her brother into the wall, and begin to rant about how she helped their mother give birth to him so she's the older sibling.

Apollo didn't believe her and the argument turned fight continued; the twins being ushered out side of the throne room by Demeter and Hestia when their fight got a little too close to the hearth for comfort.

Hera pinched the bridge of her nose and exhaled sharply, "I'm not sure they're something to be proud of."

"Oh, you were just as bad," Poseidon teased. "I remember you got into a fight with Aphrodite in the middle of the winter solstice in 1345, and ripped out half of her hair."

The marriage goddess blushed as Percy and Annabeth turned their attention to the fidgeting brunette, "Why didn't we know about this?"

"It was a long time ago!" Hera protested, "And that was only one time. Poseidon's always fighting with Zeus nowadays!"

"That doesn't mean I have to rip his hair out."

"Oh shut up."

"So, how's the baby doing?" Piper asked; gulping down a glass of water.

Percy looked down the table were Hera sat between Mark and Ariel; Sarah was sitting in her godly mother's lap, looking over the menu and pointing at words she could understand.

The son of Poseidon smiled, "Doing great. He's a strong little thing. Keeps Hera up at night because he won't stop kicking. She makes one of us walk around with her until the baby goes to sleep."

"Do you know who's the dad?" Jason looked at his long time friend. "Or is this one going to be like Sally and Eric?"

"I think this one's mine," Percy rubbed his chin. "And we know he's greek. Not roman like the Anna and Sarah. Hera doesn't want to mix the pantheons again until her personas blend easier. The labor for the twins caused her to keep switching between greek and roman. It was too stressful on her body."

"What about you?" Piper grabbed Annabeth's hand from across the table. Said blonde had been lost in her thoughts; her mind working trying to work out the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. "How's the fertility treatments with Asclepius?"

The immortal daughter of Athena grinned, "Better. Ever since accepting immortality my body has become more responsive to the treatments. He thinks I can try to conceive again in a couple years; the damage to my uterus should be completely healed up by then."

"Is Hera taking the news well?" Jason smirked at the two across from him, "I'm sure she'd be happy to let you take over the baby department."

Annabeth shrugged sheepishly, "Something like that. Although it's not entirely our fault. She's naturally very fertile, and birth control didn't work very long for us before she became immune. It isn't our fault if she conceives."

"Yes it is," Hera deposited Sarah into the blonde woman's lap.

The four adults looked up at the standing goddess, Percy raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?"

"Yes really," Hera deadpanned. "Maybe if you two learned some restraint and actually let me sleep at night, I wouldn't keep getting knocked up."

"But you're so attractive," Annabeth grinned up at the brunette. "How will we ever learn restraint with you being so gorgeous all the time?"

"You can start by not talking like that around us," Zoe stated causing all five individuals to jump and Sarah to clap in amusement.

Piper laughed, "Zoe, sweetie, you scared us! I thought you were sitting down with your siblings and Mathew and Susan."

"Well, I was." The green-eyed girl pointed down the table to were Luke sat, "But he's telling them about how important education is, and I just had to escape."

"Education is very important," Hera scolded her daughter. "It keeps you from becoming like your father."

"HEY!"

Annabeth stifled a laugh and brushed some of Percy's still wild dark hair, "She's right seaweed-brain. You should of taken your college time more seriously."

"It's not my fault I knew more about marine biology than my professor."

Zoe leaned down and kissed her dad on the cheek, "Whatever you say pops."

"IT'S TRUE!"

"Something's not right," Luke squirmed where he stood; pulling at his shirt collar. "You feel it right?"

His father chewed on his lip, "I don't know Luke. Go stay by your brothers and sisters, your mom and I have to go stand by your mothers' seat. The meeting is about to begin."

Luke nodded and moved to go to where his siblings stood, when his father clamped a hand down on his shoulder, "It's probably nothing, but stay alert. It's might just be one of Hermes tricks again, but be prepared for anything. Annabeth felt it too, and she wants you and Zoe to be prepared if something happens."

"I will," Luke smiled at his father. "You can trust us Dad."

Percy grinned largely, "That's my boy!"

With that said, they went to stand in their respective spots. Percy and Annabeth on either side of Hera's Olympian throne, while the children stood with the other visiting demigods and minor deities near the entrance to the throne room.

The former queen of the gods kept a protective hand on her pregnant abdomen, gently running her thumb in circles. Aphrodite squealed when she entered the throne room; excitedly greeting her children in attendance, before bouncing over to where Hera sat and engulfing the goddess in a hug, "LOOK AT YOU! You're glowing!"

The love goddess hovered a hand over the swollen stomach, "May I?"

Hera nodded once; holding back a smile when Aphrodite pressed her hand to her stomach and cooed, "Oh he's a strong one! He's going to be quite the handsome boy. You will certainly have your work cut out for you when the girls notice him!"

Annabeth groaned, while Percy smirked.

Hera sent them amused looks, then looked at Aphrodite, "It seems he'll be quite the heartbreaker then?"

"No," Aphrodite smiled. "He'll be loyal like his father. I can see that much already."

"Good," Annabeth nodded her head; peeking around the throne to look at her seaweed-brain.

After a few minutes of idle chatter with Aphrodite, the love goddess went to her seat, and Zeus thundered; signaling the start of the Solstice meeting.

As always, Hera avoided eye contact with him; the pain he'd put her through was still fresh on everyone's minds, and Hera wasn't particularly ready to start treating him as if it was all okay.

It was then, Luke began to sweat. Zoe shot him a nervous look, and looked around the room; searching for whatever it was that caused the tight feeling in their chests.

That was when it happened.

A cracking sound echoed throughout the room, causing everyone to cease their arguments and look around in confusion.

"Look!" Athena pointed to the ceiling, where a huge whirlpool of golden sand swirled constantly.

Luke and Zoe only had a moment to take it in, when something invisible lashed around their legs, and began to drag them across the floor and into the air.

Zoe cried out in pain when her head bounced against the marble floor once, while Luke began frantically clawing at the ground for anything to grab onto.

Most of the gods jumped forward to help them, their parents in the lead.

But it was too late, and Luke screamed as he grabbed onto Zoe and pulled her close; their bodies were engulfed into the golden sand.

"Luke! Zoe!" Annabeth screamed; her grey eyes panicked.

But it was too late, and the last thing the two tribloods saw was the tear stricken face of their parents, the panicked looks of their siblings, and the angry and confused looks on the Olympians faces as they watched the two fifth-teen year olds disappear into the portal; the golden whirlpool shrinking after them, effectively closing the only doorway to wherever they were taken.

Percy screamed in frustration and threw Riptide to the ground, while Hera wiped the tears from her face as she struggled to keep the despair from overtaking her.

The children all stayed silent, the younger ones recognizing a bad situation and clinging to their older siblings.

Annabeth continued to gaze at the ceiling, a million thoughts clouded her mind like an overcast day.

'I'll find you,' Annabeth silently vowed. 'I'll find my children and bring them home. And whoever took them from me will suffer for it.'

There were quite a few places Zoe expected to wake up in. A dungeon, a torture chamber, maybe even Tartarus.

The infirmary at Camp Half-Blood wasn't quite what she expected.

Her eyes swam with unshed tears, and a pounding ache in her head told her the hit she took to her skull had caused some damage.

"Zoe?"

The daughter of Hera gasped, turning her head in the infirmary bed to look at her brother, "Luke? Is that you?"

"Yeah," Luke grinned back at her. He had sunglasses on, and it took Zoe a minute to figure out she did too. "They put these on us to keep the light from irritating our eyes. We've been out for twelve hours."

Zoe struggled and looked out the window. Sure enough, the sun was just rising over the horizon, "Why are we at Camp Half-Blood?"

Luke's face turned grim, "That's the thing. We landed here, but I don't think it's the same."

The girl scrunched up her face, "What do you mea-"

She was interrupted by a familiar female walking into the infirmary, the grey eyes taking in every detail. Zoe held back a gasp when the demigod turned to face them, and walked over to them when she saw they were awake, "You two look like you've seen a ghost."

Luke gave her a warning look, while Zoe tried to swallow the lump in her throat, "We've just had a long day."

The blonde snorted, "I'll say. Fighting in the giant war will do that to you. Although, I haven't seen you two around before. You must of arrived after I left in the Argo 2. My names Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena and head councilor of Cabin Six."

"I'm Zoe," the tri-blood stuttered out. "This is my brother Luke."

As expected, Annabeth's eyes darkened at the name, but she quickly covered it up, "Nice to meet you two. I guess I'll see you guys around then. If you need any directions feel free to ask."

They nodded and watched as she turned and left; going to talk to an Apollo camper working on another injured demigod.

Zoe slumped in her bed. Luke was right. This wasn't their Camp Half-Blood.

No. They had been sent into the past.

And it's done!

Now, since this story is based after Blood of Olympus. It will be mostly canon compliant!

Tell me what you think in reviews, and no flames please! Don't like, don't read. Simple as that.

Next update in a few days, I'm thinking two or three if I can really write it out quickly and if school doesn't drown me.

Until the next time~