Sorry if this chapter is short, I just don't want to have too much happen too early.

Percy was furiously shaken awake the next morning. It was clear to him that Artemis was ready to start her plan as she ran out of Percy's bedroom with his bag. Percy left the apartment complex, yawning into his hand. He saw Artemis staring into the window of the white and grey RV that Paul was renting for the trip. Paul was loading up the bags, so Percy decided to see what Artemis found so interesting. Percy walked up beside her and looked in the window. It looked like a simple RV interior. There was a fridge, some cupboards, a table and seats. Then Percy saw what Artemis was staring at. Right there, on the other side of the window, strapped to one of the table seats, was a car seat. In the seat was a baby girl.

"Who is that?" Artemis asked.

"That's my new baby sister," Percy told her, "Marina. I wanted her to be a surprise for everyone next summer, but you're probably going to tell the hunters now, and Thalia will definitely tell Annabeth."

"Probably," Artemis admitted.

Percy and Artemis climbed into the RV and sat at the table. Sally was already sitting in the passenger seat. Sally turned back and saw the two.

"Percy," she called, "could you please play with your sister while Paul finishes his go around?"

"Sure mom." Percy called back, "hey Artemis, watch this."

Percy got up from the table and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. Artemis payed close attention as he unscrewed the lid and called the water out of the bottle to form a ball of water in the air. Percy then moved the ball so that it was hovering just in front of Marina. Artemis giggled at the sight of the baby splashing the water without getting wet. Percy and Marina were both laughing from the fun they were having. Sally looked back again to see her children and their guest laughing and having fun.

"And to think," She said to herself, "the trip hasn't even started yet."

Apollo walked through the beautiful landscape of his home, Olympus. No matter how many times he walked the streets, he always seemed to be mesmerized by the sheer beauty of it all. He was about to enter his father's temple, where the council room, as well as the King of the Gods himself, was found, when he noticed something strange. Aphrodite was sneaking around, which was strange because she usually demands the most attention out of all the gods. Apollo decided that his weekly report to his father could wait a few minutes and followed Aphrodite through the allies of Olympus.

Normally Apollo would be humming the "Mission impossible" theme as he followed whoever he was following, but this time, he knew that would be inappropriate. Apollo followed Aphrodite around numerous corners, through a few crowds, passed Athena's fortieth renovation of her personal Parthenon this week, and ultimately reached the back door of Aphrodite's temple. Apollo hid as Aphrodite looked around before entering her temple. Apollo walked over to the nearest window in the temple.

"Glad Hermes let me borrow these," Apollo muttered as he pulled out a pair of goggles.

He put the goggles on and looked through the green lenses. Aphrodite's normally frosted windows were now clear as day. Apollo looked around for Aphrodite, and was surprised when he found her. As soon as he looked at her, she turned on a high power flashlight, temporarily blinding the Sun God.

"Ah," he exclaimed, covering his eyes and rolling around in Aphrodite's flower garden.

When his vision returned, Aphrodite was standing over him.

"Nobody likes an eavesdropper," she told him.

"Dad's not going to like that you're up to your old tricks again," he retorted.

"How do plan on telling him without proof?"

"I'll get it, then you'll be in trouble"

"It'll be too late by then," Aphrodite chuckled, "Be sure to spend some more time with your twin, because come Christmas, you'll swear someone stole her body."

Aphrodite let out a laugh before flashing away. Apollo laid in the grass for a minute before getting up and booking it for the council room.

"I need to warn father," he said to himself, "with or without proof."