REYNA
Reyna was worried. Frank had another dream yesterday, and it wasn't pretty, unless you counted Artemis' ad which had, like, five hundred giggling girls on it. She had her own dream yesterday, when Percy and she were sitting on a beach, Annabeth and a set of twins, probably Percy's children, besides them. "A-A-Annabeth y-y-you just died a week before!" she stammered. "What do you mean?" a cheerful Percy asked. "They're here!" His words hit her with their real meaning. Is this what he wanted to happen, but now it's a memory that never happened?