¤¤Time Laps Many years later¤¤

I had slept some time. Today was my first day of my job. I hadn't seen anyone from camp since I was 23. Now I was 28. I had been in college all the time. I had almost no emotion, I had been numb after my experiences. I slept almost never, the same dream haunted me. Annabeth. I had gotten a job at 'The Investigative Services of Long Island' Or the TISLI. As I woke at 6:05 I got dressed way to fast. More time to eat my bagel with just the right amount of cream cheese. I got in my car, it was a old taxi car, that a kid in camp volunteered to make. I went fast. As soon as I was out in the country, things started to look familiar. The old camp sign. I told myself to visit camp after work. I walked into the chalky building. Two men checked out my stuff and gave me some papers. They had black hair, and mischievous smirks on their faces. "Connor?" My voice was hushed by a video. It didn't last long. It explained what they were doing as they had done to me.

We were walked into a little room. Chairs lined a big table. Coffee cups were everywhere. I saw a woman. She had black hair and a pregnant belly. When I saw her ring I knew. "Thalia."

"Um, let's see." she scanned her papers. "Percy!" She hugged me.

"I see you and Nico have, are expecting?"

"Yes. It's hard not to notice. You've got to come over for a cup of coffee. Meet the family!" She looked like family had taken a toll on her appearance. She had a bun tied up, little pieces were falling out.

"It's my last day. The job can't support two kids."

"Sorry. I do need to meet the family!"

"I have already found a new job. Can we make a schedule? Come over tonight?"

"Yes! I am just visiting camp first. Maybe I'll see Andrew! How old is he now?"

"Just 5, we brought him to camp, so Chiron could teach him the gods. He still thinks Dad is Use. he has trouble with his sounds." Her face darkened. "Well! You better get the work done."

"Thanks." She walked away. Her slight waddle from the belly made her comical. I looked at the heap of papers. Here was an interesting one. "Long Island Coffee Shop. Needs workers! Case of an unseen person." The paper interested him. He didn't notice what he was reading. Greek. "Hey, Travis? Or Mr. Stoll, can I talk to you?"

"Sure!" His voice had deepened. He sounded less squeaky. His body was slim, his hair stuck up in all places like a mad man. His eyes glowed almost a hearth color. Orange, red, and blue blazed. We sat down in a lab.

¨ "You look...clean shaven." Which wasn't true, his face was stubby and his five 'oh clock shadow had stayed for a long time. His hands twitched from sitting down. "Thanks! I-I work on it." I knew he was lying.

"So, what have you been up to?"

"I hate this job. Camp was bad, too. I want to be free. I hate being tied down, I am the weak link. Connor, he has a wife, I have to stay with them. I want to ask Dad for guidance. I can't get a girl, so I guess I'm alone."

"Wow, I haven't seen you, for a long time."

"That about Annabeth, I was under stress and my ADHD meds were driving me to my edge. It just happened, now I'm terrified of ruining someone else like that."

"Isn't work now?"

"Yep! Let me show you." And that's how I got myself to meet an evil Satyr, Poseidon, and my Mom.

(A/N Hey! OMG I know this is crazy, but leave me your predictions!) :)