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Sorry for the wait (I don't know how long it was…) but I've found a bunch of new books (THAT ARE SO GOOD) and I've been obsessing over those for awhile.

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Percy POV

Percy felt like he had swam in the River Styx again. Not the extremely painful part, just the invincibility part. The feeling that he could do anything, nothing or no one could stop him.

Unite the Greeks and Romans, who have centuries of hatred between them? Psch, no problem. Stop Octavian from killing his friends? Err… slightly harder, but still do-able (Hopefully). Anything was possible. Everything was going to work out.

Being with Annabeth just made him feel like that.

He could tell Annabeth wasn't completely satisfied about the whole Riptide thing, but he hoped she didn't stress about it. Julia was a very responsible 6-year-old.

Although when it's put like that, it's slightly more worrying.

Percy brushed those thoughts away and took a deep breath. It finally happened! The Greeks and Romans hadn't killed each other on sight, and that had to count for something.

He was slightly worried about Jason, though. Despite not being the brightest, Percy hadn't missed the glances Jason kept sending him and he knew what they meant. Percy was planning on giving the praetorship back to Jason anyway, but he wasn't sure if the looks were making him wasn't to do it more or less.

The mixed group of demigods walked through the city, each marveling at the sights. Percy remembered what he had thought when he first heard of adult demigods living there. He leaned down by Annabeth's ear.

"Hey, you know a lot of these adults are demigods. Some are even descendants of demigods," He whispered in her ear. She snapped her head to look at him, eyes wide.

"Really?" She whispered back, turning to look at the citizens in a new light.

"Yea," He murmured, looking at the surroundings. Then he thought of something.

"Hey, when was the last time you guys saw Nico?" He asked, turning back to Annabeth. She looked at him curiously.

"He's on the boat, but why-" She never finished her question because Percy suddenly stopped walking, a scowl on his face.

"That twerp…" He muttered. He then turned to Reyna, who had stopped along with the rest of the group, distracted by the delay.

"Reyna, there's another person who needs to be at the Senate meeting, too," Percy explained. Reyna frowned.

"I'm sure it's not-"

"It is," Jason interrupted, glancing at Percy. "I think I know who it is, and he needs to be there."

Reyna sighed, resigned. "Fine. You two go get him. Quickly."

The two demigods sprinted in the direction they cam from, heading towards the Argo II.

Percy looked at Jason as they ran. "Nico?" Jason nodded grimly.

Percy scowled and mumbled under his breath, "That twerp is so dead."

When they slid to a stop next to the giant war ship, both Jason and Percy looked up at it; it was truly magnificent.

Percy turned to Jason. "Maybe you should go up and get him." At Jason's raised eyebrows, he added, "Don't get me wrong. I really want to see all of my friends, but it would take awhile and, surprisingly enough, being murdered by an angry praetor never made my bucket list."

Jason grinned and said, "Don't blame you. Reyna nearly took off my finger when I was late one time. I'll be back in a second." And with that, he took off up the ramp, leaving the son of Poseidon with thoughts of mutilation.

He was considering which body part he would rather have cut off when two figures appeared at the top of the walkway.

...But the toes might be less painful. Note to self: Don't make Reyna angry. Ooh, there they are!

As Percy shook off his ADHD thoughts, Jason marched down the ramp, dragging a pale Nico behind him.

Percy planted a smile with just the right touches of evil and insanity on his face. (He was hoping to creep Nico out).

It worked.

Nico's face was pale (even more than usual) and his eyes were darting around. He had that caged-animal look, kind of like what a demigod looks like when they're stuck between a monster and a brick wall.

But in this case, Percy was the monster and Jason was the brick wall.

He didn't like that comparison much.

As Jason and Nico neared, Nico started, "Look, Percy, I can-"

"Save it," Percy interrupted, startling the younger boy. "I will be more angry later, but right now, there are more important things. Do you know how worried Hazel is? Gaea told us you were captured!"

An incredulous look passed over Nico's face. "What? Captured? As you can see, I am certainly not captured," He said, gesturing to himself.

Percy gave him a look. "Yea. I can tell. But I thought you were looking for the Doors of Death?"

Nico shrugged. "Yea, I was. But then I stopped by camp and decided to hitch a ride. Gotta tell the others sometime," He said, letting out a breath.

Percy's gaze hardened. "And that brings me to my second point. How in Hades were you planning to tell everyone?"

"Uhhh… wing it?"

"I hate to interrupt this friendly cousin bonding," Jason cut in from behind Nico, "But Reyna is waiting. And we all know what happens when she gets impatient…"

The demigods didn't need any more encouragement and were soon sprinting towards the city.

"You're so dead," Percy said to Nico as they ran. Nico winced.

"Thanks for the reminder."

This was a wimpy chapter, but I wanted to get it up. So, sorry about that.

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