A/N: Poseidon's Underpants, Hephestus' Hand Grenades, Hera's Holy Cows, and Apollo's Holy Cows, too!There are no words to describe how amazed I am at the response I got for this. Thank you all so freakin much for all the reviews, follows, and favorites. When I looked at my stories for the first time since I published on the 21st, just today, I literally cried. I'm so glad you all liked it.

However...the epilogue, I will warn you, kind of sucks compared to the actual first bit. I never thought so many people would like the first part, so the epilogue may not live up to expectations. Super sorry for that, but I tried. Hope you like this too, and also hope you had an awesome holidays!

The Seven pushed their way through the crowd, Nico and Reyna close behind. Everyone drew back, allowing some space for them to breathe.

Leo looked down, unable to keep a grin off his face, even though his eyes were burning and threatening to overflow. He laughed shakily, sniffing. "Well, it must not have been that bad, I guess. I'm more the type for rock or hip-hop, though." Leo was nearly knocked off his feet by Piper's hug.

"You noble little idiot," she croaked into his ear.

"Miss me, Beauty Queen?" He wheezed.

She let go, eyes red and laughing. "Not at all, Repair Boy."

Jason folded him into a hug, glasses misting up. "My gods, Leo. Five months. We thought…well, sometimes we thought maybe you were dead."

Percy came up behind Jason. "Hey, lay off the poor guy, Grace. I know what it's like to have everyone think you're dead, and then be suffocated by hugs. It's unpleasant." Jason let go reluctantly. Percy seized Leo in a bear hug.

"Hey!" Leo protested, squirming. "It's unpleasant, remember?"

"That's the point. This is totally payback." Percy replied. "Group hug, everybody!" Hazel, Frank, Piper, Annabeth, and Jason joined in with gusto. Even Reyna laughed and said, "Why not?"

When they all finally let go, Leo, red-faced, turned to his left. "Okay, Calypso, this is everybody. I believe you've already been introduced to Percy Jackson. And everybody, this is Calypso. She's my, um. My girlfriend. Yeah."

The gigantic crowd said in unison, "Hi Calypso!"

Percy scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Um…."

"It's alright," she reassured him. "I've forgiven you."

"It was still wrong to leave you, though. I'll always be sorry for that." He said quietly.

Nico stepped forward. "Leo, I don't know how you did it, but I felt you die. Not that I'm not happy that you're alive, I really am, but how are you here?"

Hazel nodded, looking at him quizzically. "Nico's right. I felt it when you, you know…died. I don't understand."

Frank turned to address Leo. "We feared for these months that it was our fault…you know we were the only ones who knew. You could at least tell us how you did it."

Leo sighed in exasperation. "If you'd all just calm down for a minute I'd tell you." He paused, as if reconsidering. "Although, it is a pretty long story. Maybe some other time…"

Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "You might want to consider that you are surrounded by over a hundred fifty demigods with weapons, Valdez. Now is not the time for jokes." She couldn't keep a straight face, but Leo turned a bit pale anyway.

"Oh, what could I do to stand against the might of the half-bloods' wrath!" He exclaimed dramatically. "Well, it started with a thought I had…"

And as he was surrounded by his friends at long last, next to a campfire, eating s'mores, and telling them his story, Leo Valdez was finally home.

(On Christmas morning, the next day, Leo woke up to find that everyone had gotten gifts for him, just in case—their faith in him was almost a bit scary—and he went into a frenzy freaking out that he hadn't gotten anything for anyone. When Leo sheepishly confessed that to his friends, they laughed, and Hazel gently told him that he was the best gift they could have gotten, no matter what.

He would always insist that it was a bit of dust he wiped out of his eye.)