Hades looked at a frazzled but still beautiful Aphrodite and sighed. She'd pestered him about her dead daughter, Silena Beauregard, for not even Zeus knew how long. Luckily for the goddess, just Silena had died, and now the goddess of love and beauty wouldn't stop asking about her.

"Is Beckondorf there? Will she try for the Isles of the Blest? Will he? Well? Hades, answer me!" Aphrodite demanded. The god of the dead looked at her with an annoyed expression on his face, but it lessened when he looked at her. Darn her beauty and magic belt. One day he would destroy that thing. Hades sighed, but answered his niece,

"In this order: Yes, Hephaestus's son is there, no she will not try for rebirth, and neither will he. They are content with each other." She nodded and thanked him. Then she got out of the Underworld as fast as a goddess could go.

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In the Village, Long Island, New York, New York...

Daniel Beauregard was just closing up shop when he heard the bell over the door jingle. He was about to tell the person who had entered that it was closed, when he stopped and practically drooled over her beauty. He knew that only one being could have this effect on him: his daughter Silena's mother Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty. He could tell from her expression that this was not a social visit. He bowed his head.

"Aphrodite." She rolled her eyes.

"Lift your head up, Dan. I have important and tragic news for you." Dan knew what she meant, it meant that their daughter was gone.

"Is she in Elysium? I know her boyfriend died a hero and went there." Aphrodite nodded and cried a little, and then walked over and put her head on his shoulder. Dan was surprised, but slowly, hesitantly, put an arm on her back and rubbed circles there, trying to sooth her. She didn't cry much, but for a goddess to have such emotion over her child was surprising, showing just how much the Olympians cared for their demigod children.

"It's all right, Aphrodite. I'm sure Hades will put her with Beckondorf, they loved each other so much." She nodded and then stood up. She turned to leave, but then looked back and said,

"Thank-you, Dan. Our daughter deserves what she gets. She was so good." And then the goddess walked out.