okay so it's been a while since I put a new chapter up, but I've worked really hard on this one, read it through once to find as many grammar and spelling mistakes as I could. (:

Second of I just wanted to thank my amazing friend Lily for the epic cover. She worked for like three hours on it and I don't think anyone could have drawn Milo and K.C better. Okay, also, thanks everyone who has followed Milo and K.c from the beginning in Snow, you guys are awesome! Alright so here it is, chapter three, enjoy.

K.C was tired of lying in bed for three straight days, so before Mel could come in and give her that disgusting drink, she slipped out of bed and dressed.

She opened the door into the hallway and looked left and right. Right led down a couple of feet to a corner that turned left, and left led farther to the left. Floor to ceiling windows let in warm noon light that pooled on the floor in soft puddles. K.C edged out of the doorway and close the door behind her as she tried to make up her mind which way to go, and in the end decided to go right.
As she walked through the house her hands in her pockets, she looked at all the pictures that lined the walls. Pictures of clouds and springs where young women no older than Clio danced and laughed. K.C made a face as she thought of Clio, the young woman who she had only heard good things about. She looked too good to be true though, too sweet, too innocent looking. To K.C, Clio reminded her of what happens when one ate to many sweet things. The stomach ache and then the gross feeling in one's mouth as they swore never to do that again. As she walked down the halls she reached the end of them and faced two large doors that stretched from the floor to the ceiling. They were dark wood and when K.C laid her hands one of them to open it the cool wood sent a chill running through her body. She pushed open the door and as it creaked open K.C felt her mouth fall open.
She had thought the New York City library had been big, this topped that a million to one. Shelves stretched across the huge room. The ceiling was so high that K.C had to squint through the semi darkness up there to see the color of it. That wasn't what made her giddy with excitement though, what made her excited was the books. Books everywhere, so many books that it would truly take all of eternity to read them all. K.C reached her hand out and ran her fingers along a couple of the titles nearest to her when she entered through the doorway, she pulled one off the shelf and flipped through the old fading pages. They crinkled softly and she ran her finger tips along one of the poems that was written in fading calligraphy.
The first two lines of the poem struck out to her and she read them over four times smiling:
Eloquently do thine eyes shine, like stars of yonder glory
Before she could keep reading the poem something growled behind her. K.C squeaked and dropped the book as she flipped around. A huge Bengal tiger was crouched and growling softly, it's fail lashing across the floor. It's amber eyes watched her, followed her as she bent down to pick up the book, and when she put it back on the shelf, she backed up against the shelf when it took a step towards her and growled again. It was massive was all she could think, and when it bared its fangs at her K.C almost screamed and ran. It stepped up to her and pressed K.C up against the shelf as it sniffed at her clothes and then growling, opened its mouth causing K.C to close her eyes and look the other way.
"Tigris! Leave it!"
K.C opened her eyes a fraction and then saw Clio standing a few feet away, a book in her arms. She looked pretty there, with shorts and a tank top on, her feet bare even though it had to be cold in the library and her auburn hair in a messy bun on the top of her head with tiny strands falling around her face. The tiger slipped over towards her and Clio frowned until the tiger brushed up against her legs purring, then she rolled her eyes and scratched it behind the ears. K.C stayed pressed up to the shelf and said, "it's yours?"
Clio nodded softly and then said, "she doesn't take well to strangers, she probably also smells the cyclops all over your clothes."
K.C frowned and Clio gave her a small smile as she said, "I'm sorry that she spooked you, Milo told me that you love to read and I was actually on my way to bring you here."
She gestured around the library and K.C followed her hand with her eyes. Clio stepped towards her slowly and said, "is there anything that interests you? I can always help you find it."
K.C glared at her and said, "yeah, I'm interested in not being your pet tiger's lunch," she felt some satisfaction at that comment, but it ruined it when Clio smiled and said, "I'm sure we have books on how to keep a tiger from eating you, there might be something in mythology for you to look at."
K.C glared at her and said, "so you and Milo are like buddy buddy?"
Clio frowned and said, "we're friends, I'm not sure what you mean by that," she did look confused but under that comment K.C felt the swirling of emotions that Clio was trying to hide.
The Muse sighed and set her book down on the table near her then said, " if there's anything I can get you, just let me know."
She turned softly and walked down the shelves with her tiger following her. K.C narrowed her eyes and debated for what felt like eternity about wether or not she wanted to follow Clio. Eventually she decided it wouldn't kill her to get to know the young woman. K.C ran after her and her shoes squeaked on the floor as she ran. Clio turned and waited for her at the end of the shelf and then said, "have you figured something out?"
"Sure, whatever you say. I wanted to talk to you about my brother," K.C said as she slowed so she could walk with Clio who had started walking again. Clio frowned and then said, "he's your brother, you would know more than me."
"Not like that. I want to know the Milo that sometimes disappeared and left me at the apartment, and would return limping or bleeding," K.C retorted, her frustration boiling over. K.C hated dealing with people she didn't like, they always got on her nerves quicker than anyone else, and Clio was no exception. Clio frowned and then stopped and K.C stopped as well. The tiger sat down and purred softly as she rubbed against Clio's leg. Clio narrowed her eyes at K.C and whispered, "your brother may be keeping it a secret for a reason."
"Why? Because he's here with you, and you two happened to roll into a thorn bush or something?"
"You should watch you tongue."
"Please, I don't care what I say to you."
"You should care, you're the princess of the Underworld, you will need to learn how to talk to your superiors soon."
"Well I'm not princess yet."
Clio sighed exasperated and then stalked down the shelves for a few steps. K.C blinked in surprise and then said softer than she had ever spoken to Clio, "I know you like him."
Clio flipped around, her bun fell out and her auburn hair collapsed to her shoulders in soft curls. The young woman's eyes welled up with tears and K.C felt that feeling she hated getting in her gut when she knew she'd said something very wrong but couldn't take it back. Clio swallowed momentarily and then said, "I'm sorry for intruding upon you two. I can see that you and Milo are very close siblings-"
"He likes you too," K.C interrupted. She hadn't meant to let that one slip out, it was no secret that her brother secretly liked Clio. She'd heard him some nights whisper her name in his sleep. She had thought at first it was their mother's name or something, but eventually she realized it was the girl Milo held in his heart of hearts.
Clio looked shocked for a moment before K.C covered her mouth in surprise. K.C let her hand fall and then whispered, "don't tell him I know. He'll be so pissed that I was awake when I was supposed to be sleeping."
Clio wasn't listening though, K.C could tell. She was off in her own world, her eyes wide with some wonder or another and her mouth open slightly in a half smile. Clio looked at her and the words seemed to rush out in a manor that K.C was surprised to see the young woman produce, "really? Are you sure, because I've been waiting- oh why didn't he just tell me? I can't believe this- five years- five years and he's never-"
She smiled at K.C and then her smile fell quickly and she whispered, "you're not lying, are you?"
K.C blinked and then shook her head. Clio let out a laugh and then taking K.C by the shoulders said, "do you know where he is?"
"Um, no?"
Clio shook her head and then said, "it doesn't matter, I have an idea."
She grabbed K.C's hand and then dragged her past the shelves at a run. K.C struggled to keep up at first, then she gained her footing and followed Clio at a sprint through the library. Someone was opening the door when they passed through and Mel squeaked in surprise when they ran past her. Clio laughed and then turned around and shouted, "he does like me!"
Mel raised her brow in surprise and then Clio grab K.C wrist again and started sprinting.

Clio lead her through the house until they reached a set of glass doors out to what looked like a set of stables. Clio pushed them open and K.C almost slipped as she ran down the stairs after Clio.
The young woman stopped outside the stable doors though and K.C ended up next to her, bent over with her hands on her knees, heaving breaths in and out. Clio looked at the doors warily and then walked forward slowly and pushed open one of them. K.C watched her slip inside and then followed quickly.
Inside it was warm and humid,the smell of hay and oats was heavy in the air and K.C sneezed. Clio seemed to walk at a snails pace compared to the speed she had run through the house and as K.C followed her she saw that Clio's hands where's shaking. At the end of the stable Clio opened another door. The stall that K.C stood in the doorway of was semi large, bigger than a normal horse stall would be. And sitting in the corner was her answer why. A horse was resting, with large black wings draped at its sides. Clio walked over to the horse and then stretching her hand out stroked the horse's nose softly. It snorted and then nuzzled her hand.
"Mel's looking for you."
K.C turned around to see her brother standing behind her. He had his normal dark gray shirt on now, and his dark jeans were covered with little bits of hay. Clio looked over her shoulder and said, "well, we were looking for you."
K.C looked at clio and said, "yeah, Clio wanted to tell you-"
"That I showed her the library and that she knows where it is." Clio finished, she glared at K.C softly and then turned back around to face the horse. Milo smiled and said softly, "that's funny I was just coming to find you Clio."
She looked over her shoulder again in surprise and Milo stepped past K.C and crouched down next to Clio.
"I wanted to tell you that I have an idea of how to get into Olympus, you don't have to do anything."
The look on Clio's face was enough to tell K.C that her brother was failing miserably at everything. She walked by Milo and gave him a little shove. He caught himself though and said, "well, you're excused K.C."
K.C narrowed her eyes at him and then said, "do you still have my arrows?"
Milo blinked and then said, "oh course, they're in your room. I put them there this morning while you were sleeping."
K.C nodded and then said, "oh and, I was wondering when you were going to start working with me."
Milo frowned, apparently all her hints at being subtle were ruined by her brothers mental inability to work with women. K.C rolled her eyes and then motioned with her eyes again to Clio. Milo's frown deepened and he glanced at Clio quickly who was pretending to not see the little silent conversation K.C was having with her brother.
He shook his head and then leaned close to K.C and whispered, "what are you trying to do?"
"I'm trying to give you a push in the right direction," K.C murmured as she rose from her crouch next to her brother. Milo frowned at her still and this time it was in confusion. K.C stretched and then said, "I'm going to go get my bow and arrows, I need to shoot something. Preferably something with a heart."
She walked away and felt Milo probing her mind with his thoughts wondering why she was acting like this and what the heck she meant by that last comment.

Once K.C was gone, Milo turned back to the Pegasus. It snorted and then stretched out its wings. Clio smiled and said, "she's beautiful."
Milo nodded and then said, "is everything okay between you and K.C? I know you two had a rocky start," he whispered as he stood and offered his hand to pull Clio up. She looked at it in confusion and then stood on her own and brushed her shorts off. Milo dropped his hand quickly and tucked it in the pocket of his jeans. Clio sighed and then said, "she's a charmer, that's for sure. Your father's going to have his hands full with that one," she laughed and then started to walk away. As soon as she was in the long hall out of the stable, Milo started after her. When he had caught up to her he pulled on her hand and caused her to turn around. They stood toe to toe it seemed, the closest they had been since he and K.C had arrived.
Her eyes looked up at his carefully and Milo whispered softly, "what happened to us?"
"Nothing, you just, grew up is all," Clio whispered equally as softly, her eyes never leaving his own. Milo sighed and then whispered in reply, "K.C told you about Alice I assume?"
"I already knew about Alice," Clio replied as she looked away for the first time since she'd turned around.
Milo looked away as well, Alice was a bridge he had hoped never to cross with Clio. The girl he'd left behind in Rhode Island had probably not thought about him once since the last time he called her. Clio looked at him and said, "Mel told me about her, she said you two looked like you were in love."
Milo laughed softly and said, "I was nineteen, I didn't know what love was, even if it would have hit me on the head with an anvil."
Clio narrowed her eyes at him and then said, "why did you leave her?"
"We almost got killed in a supermarket, I had no choice but to literally leave it all behind and go," Milo whispered, his stomach growing cold at the memory of it. Clio seemed satisfied with the answer and then when she turned to go again, Milo grabbed her hand again and whispered, "I didn't forget about you Cli."
She looked at him in surprise, he hardly used the nickname he had for her and she felt a small smile creep to her lips as she said, "I didn't either."
They looked at each other for a long moment before Milo closed the distance quickly by taking a step closer to her. Their foreheads were almost touching and he whispered, "I couldn't forget about you, no matter how hard I tried. Alice could never replace you."
Clio blinked in surprise, Milo would have to feel a certain way about her for her to even be able to replace the girl Milo had loved. Milo smiled at her softly and said, "I'm not much better than my dad at this stuff I guess."
Clio smiled nervously and then said, "no, no you're good."
Milo smiled and then rested his forehead against her's softly. Clio could feel the heat that radiated off of him, and all she could see were those blue eyes. Milo squeezed her hand softly and Clio closed her eyes, she felt a hint of fear though; what if it wasn't everything she thought it would be? What if she was no better than Hera who had only been obsessed with Milo's father? She felt Milo's breath on her lip and before she could even think about pulling away and questioning everything, Milo kissed her.
It wasn't a long deep kiss, it was more tentative and curious with Clio just exploring the feelings that it produced. Milo appeared to be doing the same as he wrapped an arm around her hip and pulled her slightly closer to his chest. When they pulled away from each other Clio was blushing deeply and Milo looked more uncomfortable than anything, with his hands back in his pockets and his eyes looking everywhere so as to not meet Clio's gaze.
Eventually Clio coughed softly and said, "that was-"
"Fantastic," Milo supplied as he pulled Clio close to him again. Clio smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked into his eyes and said, "better than fantastic Milo Winters."
Milo smiled and then whispered, "that's going to be hard to top."
Clio smiled and kissed him first this time.

K.C was standing in front of a tree with a target hung from one of the branches. She had a pair of headphones in her ears and her phone tucked in the pocket, playing music as she prepared herself to shoot. She turned from the target and backed up twenty steps then turned around and pulled an arrow from the quiver strung over her left shoulder. She turned sideways comfortably and then drew the arrow tightly in the bow, bringing the arrow up to point at the target. She squinted slightly and then smiling let go of the arrow.
It lodged in the dead center and the target swung with the force of the arrow hitting it. With a smile K.C turned and humming the beat of the song turned back around and fired another shot in the same target. It swung forward and the arrow met it perfectly. K.C smiled and then stepped back farther, she turned and waited for the target to stop moving and then drew another arrow. Taking a deep breath she let the arrow go.
"Nice shot, Artemis would be jealous."
K.C flipped around and drew an arrow. Leaning up against one of the tress was a young man. He was maybe a few years older than her, perhaps sixteen, with gorgeous green eyes and brown hair. K.C narrowed her eyes and said, "who are you and how did you find me?"
He laughed and said, "easy, just followed the trail of death and destruction that you and your brother leave behind you."
K.C snorted softly and said, "bold words for a guy with an arrow pointed at his heart."
He smiled and then crossed his arms, he was comfortable then. K.C smiled, she would change that quickly. The arrow lodged itself right above his head. K.C almost felt sorry for the poor guy as he stumbled away from the tree trunk. She drew another arrow and said, "now, how about a name?"
She pointed the arrow at him and he held up his hands quickly and said, "look I don't want to hurt you or anything, I was just sent to get you and then go back."
"Back to Olympus where you'd hand me over to James, who would use me as bait for my brother, and the walk away with whatever reward he's offered and not look back?"
"No! Gods of Olympus no! I was sent by your grandmother."
"Please," she rolled her eyes continuing,"go find someone who would believe you or care, then come talk to me."
He held his hands out and said, "really! I was sent by Demeter, you know Diana, she's your grandmother on your mothers side, your aunt on your father's side. She sent me to get you and bring you up to Olympus for a few minutes, to give you a lay out of the place so you don't get lost when you come to free the council."
K.C narrowed her eyes and lowered the arrow slightly, she had heard the weird way their family worked, Milo had tried to explain, but somewhere around her father's original siblings, she got lost. Taking a deep breath she said, "alright, mister, prove to me you were sent by my grandmother."
He sighed and lowed his hands, apparently pleased at not having an arrow pointed at his heart anymore. He reached in his pocket and said, "she thought you might question me so she told me to give this to you or Milo, whoever I ran into first."
He held out a small stone, it glowed softly and K.C took it quickly from his hand and he backed away quickly apparently scared she would shoot again. K.C turned it over and said, "what is it?"
"It's a memory stone, there's memories infused in there,and when you want to remember something you can look into it and it will let you relive the feelings. Only people who know the memory can make it though."
"How does that prove I can trust you?"
"Only your grandmother would know these memories, or at least the one she put in there."
K.C narrowed her eyes and then looked into the stone. It glowed milky blue,deeper than her eye color which had recently started turning dark blue again. She frowned and then felt a soft warm feeling come over her, like a warm blanket. A soft voice whispered in her ear, whispering how much it loved her. For a moment K.C was little again. In the arms of someone,holding her softly and whispering to her. She opened her eyes and frowned at the fact that the woman's face was blurry, like she couldn't quite picture it. There was movement to the right of her and she turned her head to see a very familiar face. There were no pictures of Milo from when he was younger, but there he was, young and innocent still. His face didn't have that haggard weary look to it yet, and his eyes still lit up as he smiled. He took her tiny hand in his own and the voice whispered to him softly. Milo leaned closer to her and in a clear voice that whispered through her little tinkling thoughts said, "the moon is blue, that's what color your eyes are. Mommy's eyes are blue too, she says you have daddy's eyes though."
K.C smiled at him, because she believed him, she understood him. Mommy was holding her, daddy was gone, but he would come back. Mommy had blue eyes, Milo had the same ones. She had blue eyes, but they looked different. Mommy had brown hair, and so did she. The other lady that held her sometimes was Persepone, according to Milo at least, that was how her name was pronounced. First a per- like the sound a cat would make followed by sep- and finally oney. she was their aunt. She would protect them from the bad guy.
K.C felt a jerk and found herself back in the little grove of trees. A soft tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away quickly. The guy was still standing there and he said softly, "I'm not sure what's in there, but I can tell you it's okay to cry when you see something that makes you happy."
K.C narrowed her eyes and felt more tears come. It wasn't fair, it just wasn't fair. Why did all this happen, how could someone do this to her mom and dad and Milo? Tearing apart families should have been a crime, one as evil as murder. She turned on him and then spit, "you don't know anything, so just shut up."
"We know a lot, rumors fly quickly in Olympus. A few years ago there was a rumor that Milo got into a mess and got so hurt he almost died. Your mother locked herself in her rooms and refused to come out unless someone found out if it was true or not," he looked sorry, but sorries were easy to make and easy to fake. K.C glared at him and said, "well, I'm glad that while all of you are sitting pretty up there watching us, me and Milo have been running and hiding, fighting and almost dying down here.".

He sighed and said, "we never abandoned you two. You have always had someone watching you and protecting you."

"Oh yeah, explain why Milo had to fight that thing a few nights ago, why a Minotaur chased us around and almost killed us, why three years ago Milo went out one night and came back almost dead!"
He looked surprised and then with a slight shrug he said, "well, I don't know what to tell you about those, I guess the guy on duty was dozing or something."
K.C glared at him and then looked down at the stone, it had been a long time since she'd learned to trust someone, but this guy, he seemed sincere. She looked back up at the house then said with as much conviction as she could muster with tears rolling down her cheeks, "come on, I'll see what my brother wants to do with you."
She started to walk through the trees and the guy started in surprise and then ran after her. As they walked he tried to talk to her, asked her questions about herself, like what she thought of the weather, and what she throughout of everything that had happened to her, and every time K.C glared at him.
They reached the doors and K.C shoved them open, causing them to hit the walls and make a loud booming noise throughout the house. She stormed thought the hallway with her tennis shoes squeaking, and her jacket rustling with each sway of her arms. Behind her, the guy still trailed two steps behind.
They reached the library and K.C almost kicked those doors open. Sitting in a chair was Clio, a pair of reading glasses balanced on her nose, her feet tucked underneath her. Milo was sitting across from her, it looked like the two of them had been smiling at one another, bu the moment Milo's eyes met K.C's the smile fell.
Clio looked over the back of the chair at their entrance and said, "what happened, and do you really need to-"
"Yeah, I do," K.C growled as she stormed up to her brother who was now standing and sending wary glances at the guy following her. Clio stood up with a start when she saw him and then hissed, "who are you?"
He frowned and then said, "I'm Christian."
Milo pushed K.C behind his back and said, "and who are you really?"
Christian seemed to size up Milo for a second before saying, "I'm a lesser god, so chill out."
Milo narrowed his eyes and said softly, which surprised K.C to no end, "and you know who we are?"
"Yeah, you're the two kids of Hades. You're Milo," he pointed at Milo and then with a smile pointed at K.C and said, "and you're K.C. The two of you are prince and princess of the Underworld."
Milo smiled and then said, "well, that's the last thing you'll ever say-"
"Whoa, whoa! Hold your horse there, I was sent by your grandmother, or aunt, whatever it is you call her."
K.C pulled on her brothers arm and whispered in his ear, "he's telling the truth as far as I can tell."
Milo glanced at her and then nodding tightly he glanced at Christian and said, "okay, I'll believe you for now. But should anything happen, then you will be dead before you even think about running."
Christian smiled tightly and then nodded. Clio frowned and then said, "why were you sent here?"
"To bring the girl up to Olympus." Christian said nonchalantly. Milo grabbed K.C's arm and then hissed, "abesolutly-"
"Not up there literally, she knows what I'm talking about." Christian nodded at K.C and then smiled. K.C glared at him and said, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
He smiled at her for real and then said, "come on, you're little thing you do, where you leave your body and go places in spirit. Your mom can do it."
Milo glared at K.C and before he could say anything she met his glare with her own and hissed, "don't you say anything! You kept your powers a secret from me too!"
Christian glanced at Milo and then whispered, "do I even want to know what you can do?"
Milo glared at him and hissed, "shut up," he looked back at K.C and said, "that doesn't mean you can hide your stuff from me!"
"Oh cause that's not hypocritical!" K.C shouted as she pulled her arm from Milo's grasp. He grabbed her shoulders and said, "how long have you been doing," he looked at Clio as if she might know something and then said, "this spirit walking thing?"
K.C pulled away from him and crossed her arms across her chest. She glared at her brother and said, "none of your business."
"Wrong, it is my business."
The two of them glared at each other for a few seconds, until K.C broke eye contact, her brother looked too much like their father in that moment, his eyes narrowed and his hands clenched in fists at his sides. Clio set her hand on Milo's shoulder and said, "I'm sure K.C has a perfectly good reason for hiding it."
She looked at K.C expectantly, as if she thought that would get K.C to say something. Christian put his hands in his pockets and said, "I was also sent to help you in anyway I can."
Milo glared at him and said, "you can help me by sitting there and not talking for the next few minutes."
Christian rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch, he put his hands behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. Milo sighed heavily and then looked at K.C again, his gaze had softened and when he spoke his voice was softer too, "I know that I kept what I did a secret to you, but you have to understand it was for a reason. But I need you to tell me why you kept your's a secret from me."
K.C let her arms slip to her side and she looked at Clio who nodded encouragingly. K.C took a deep breath and then said, "I didn't tell you because I would always go up to Olympus, and I thought, I thought you would tell me to stop."
Milo sighed and then ran a hand down his face, he looked tired then and K.C realized that maybe she had painted her brother out to be this bad guy who told her what to do all the time. Milo wasn't like that though, he was just protecting her, making sure she got to eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner, even if it meant going out and putting himself in danger. He looked back up at her and K.C whispered, "it's the only time I get to see dad, and sometimes mom, I think. And if you would have told me to stop, I don't know what I would have done."
He looked pained for a second, and K.C wondered for a moment what her brother would give to see their parents again, to actually be with them, not only with their memory like he did now. The pain on his face was gone quickly and he looked at her for a long period of time, so long that K.C shuffled her feet slightly. Milo sighed again, and then looking at the ground said, "if you would have explained that to me, I would have said go ahead. And I'm going to say the same thing now. I wouldn't take seeing our parents from you."
K.C nodded, and then walked forward and threw her arms around her brother's middle. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and enveloped her in his embrace. She could smell the woodsy smell that was in his shirt and she could smell something else, something she hadn't smelled before. When she pulled away and looked up at him, K.C realized that she smelled hope, she hadn't even known that hope had a smell until now.