By the time Champion got to camp, it was nearly midnight. Daedalus was there, looking angry. "Where have you been!? You left hours ago!"

"Sorry. I went to go check up on little me, and well, I found out that it was um, well, I remember it as the worst night of my life. So… I changed that, sent Gabe to the hospital, and spoke to mo- Sally."

Daedalus raised an eyebrow, "Anything else?"

"I'm going back tomorrow."

"I'm going with you." She decided.

They left at nine the next day.

Around eleven, they arrived at the apartment. Daedalus knocked on the door. Champion was a little nervous. He knew Sally would ask about what happened to Gabe. And he was right. After a little small-talk Sally asked, "So what exactly happened last night?"

A quick glance at Daedalus revealed nothing. Champion sighed. "My ice balls, when fired with enough force, can rip through anything. I warned Gabe that if he didn't back off of Percy I'd fire it. He didn't. I fired. Don't look at me like that! He was going to try kill Percy. I mean, he wouldn't've been able to, but that's pretty traumatic."

Sally was looking at Champion incredulously. "You put a hole in my husband."

"No offense, but your husband is a jackass."

"Champion, that is very offensive."

"Shut up."

"No! You can't just say stuff like that."

"I know that, but it needed to be said!"

Daedalus tugged at her hair. "Percy!" For some reason she couldn't fathom, Champion had a smug look on his face.

"What?!"

Oh. She had forgotten about Sally.

"You planned that!"

"Yes I did."

"Planned what? Somebody tell me!" Sally demanded, her mom face in full effect. "Umm…" Daedalus hesitated, but Champion didn't. "We're time-travelers."

"Uh-huh. And why?" Sally was faint. That may have been because she put the pieces together.

Daedalus sighed. "You may want to sit down."

Once Sally was comfortable, Champion started on his story. "So, this is going to get complicated. Please hold all questions until the end."

At Sally's nod, the story began.

"How do I start… Well, how much do you know?" Champion asked.

Sally looked like she didn't want to answer. Daedalus couldn't blame her.

"Well, I know you are a son of Poseidon. I know you are from the future. I know the prophecy says that major events when a son of Poseidon, Zeus or Hades reaches sixteen. I know you are about sixteen or seventeen years old. I know that your friend called you Percy, like it's your name. And I know that my son, whose name is Percy, is a son of Poseidon. So from that, I can infer that you are my son from ten years in the future where the prophecy has spawned some great world-destroying power and Fate has been twisted, so you have been sent to fix it." Sally said carefully.

Champion nodded like he wasn't surprised. Daedalus wasn't either. "That is pretty much it. The prophecy is predicting a great battle, and we know that great battles take place in wars… So the prophecy was the Second Titan War." He explained. "A few minutes after the war was won, a mortal friend of mine, her name's Rachel, became the Oracle and gave a prophecy. That led to the gods closing the gates to Olympus, and then Hera grew fed up with waiting for death, so she took me from Camp Half-Blood, took my memories and put me in what we jokingly call cryo-sleep… That was Leo, who is a science fiction freak son of Hephaestus. Then this kid, Jason, he's like, what fifteen?"

"He celebrated number sixteen the day we fell into Tartarus." Daedalus said.

Sally's face was pale enough for Daedalus to wonder how she was still conscious. "Tartarus?" Her voice was airy.

"Later."

"So fifteen then. He was sent to camp without memories. They went on a quest. Jason, Leo, and Piper, I mean. Saved Hera from her prison – Gaea kidnapped her to gain enough power to raise Porphyrion. He's the giant bane of Zeus. You know the stories. So after that, Jason got his memories back and told camp that there was another camp in San Francisco for the Romans. Now, the Greeks and Romans have never got along – the Civil War was between the Greeks and Romans, did you know? – so this was gamble. But the prophecy said "And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death" so he decided to risk it.

"We good so far?" Sally nodded. "So you obviously survived the Great Prophecy, but then was thrown into another. Whoop-de-doo. I need a moment."

Sally got up and made some tea and granola bars for everyone. They sat in silence for a few minutes, letting Sally digest everything. Finally, Champion picked up where Daedalus left off.

"About five months after that, I woke up in "The Wolf House". The goddess Lupa trained me for two months. Then I made my way to Camp Jupiter – the Roman camp. From there, I entered the Legion, and then Mars – Ares – gave us a quest. He said that we had to unchain death. I had to be on it. Hazel, a daughter of Pluto and Frank, Mar's son, went with me. Frank led it. That was fun. We had a run in with Phineas, the seer, met a Sibylline-Book harpy, then got to the Amazon headquarters, who promised us help if their leadership hadn't changed by then. We freed the world's fastest horse who took us to Canada, where we met Franks grandmother, then to Alaska, where I fought some shades and Frank unchained Thanatos. Then Frank and Hazel fought Alcyoneus, while I finished off the army. And we found the missing legions supplies. We got back to Camp Jupiter in time to fight an army. I fought Polybotes, then was elected Praetor. The day after that, the giant flying warship appeared.

"We still good?"

Sally let out a high pitched noise. "The only reason I haven't passed out is because you're right here in front of me."

They took a half-hour break to let Sally calm down. She cooked some cookie dough that she had prepared, and when they started up again, seemed to have calmed down a lot.

Daedalus picked back up. "While all that was going on, Camp Half-Blood was preparing for war. And building a way to get to the other camp. We arrived there a few days after Percy was elected Praetor. Then we made our way to Greece, with Jason, Piper, Leo, Frank and Hazel. There were a few mishaps, some run-ins, the usual. When we got to Greece, though, I had to go off on my own quest. My mother had given me the task of retrieving the Athena Parthenos, and I found it. I had to convince Arachne to weave her own trap, which I managed, then the group broke in. They put the Parthenos in the stables, which was the only place it would fit. But Arachne fell into Tartarus, dragging me with her. Percy tried to pull me back, to stop me, but he got pulled in too."

Champion swallowed. "We spent roughly three weeks there, and with help from Bob the friendly titan and Damasen the friendly giant, we got out. Then the war began. We fought for another week, until on the morning of the fourth of July, we got sent here."

Sally nodded. "I… I understand. Don't like it. But I understand – er, what did you tell Percy when you guys met last night?"

Champion smiled. "I told him we were brothers, and that I never interfered because I wanted him to be strong enough to defend himself."

"What about the gods?" Sally asked, "Poseidon, at least, will want to know where you came from, and I know Zeus and Hades will be angry that he supposedly broke the pact twice."

Daedalus smirked. "Well, they will either never know, or are spying on this conversation right now.

"And I'm thinking the first option is very unlikely."

So to my non-American readers, the whole fourth of July ironic-ness may be lost on you. If you didn't already know, The Fourth of July is America's independence day. Percy is a born and raised American, so it just - it rains ironic for him.