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"If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!" Sally sang as she turned a right. According to the map and the written down directions, they should reach the resort in ten minutes.
Harry and Percy laughed and clapped from the back seats of the Gabe's car that Sally had paid for.
"If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!"
Clap, clap!
"If you're happy and you know it and you really wanna show it, if you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!"
Clap, clap!
"If you're happy-"
"Mama! Not agaaaaaaaiiiiiin!" Harry whined and Percy laughed at his discomfort. Sally's heart soared whenever Harry called her 'Mama.' It gave her strength and realization came to her that other people actually depended on her in the world.
"Alright, what should we sing then, Pumpkin?" Sally had started the rhyme marathon since they were two. Sometime she would talk to them in Spanish. She loved that language.
Harry looked out of the window. He always did that whenever he was in deep thought or was hiding something from her.
"Numba!"
Percy started jumping in his seat. The seat belt was the only reason why he hadn't shot through the roof yet. "In Spani!"
Sally laughed, "Okay. Say the numbers with me in Spanish. Till ten."
They started, "Uno, Dos, Tres, Quadro, Cinco, Seis, Siete, Ocho, Nueve, Diez!"
The three of them cheered the last number and Sally spotted the huge hoarding of the resort's advertisement.
"Again!" Percy yelled. Sally shook her head, "No, Pepe. See that sign. We're reaching now."
Cue screaming.
…
Sally grabbed Percy's hand who grabbed Harry's hand who put his other thumb in his mouth. She wheeled the bags into the lobby tiredly to the receptionist. The man looked in his mid-thirties with dark blonde hair and brown eyes. Sally sighed. She was reminded of another guy she met in New York with dark blonde and blue eyes. Yes, Patrick had been very weird, but she had found him funny.
"Um..Miss?" The receptionist asked looking worriedly at Sally who had zoned out. She snapped out of it blushing. "Oh! I'm so sorry. We have a reservation under Jackson." She said handing over the reservation code. He took a look at it and nodded.
"Of course, Mrs. Jackson. Your in Cabin 21 on Beach East. Mathew will take your luggage." He rang the bell and a short blonde of about 15 ran in to take the keys and their bags.
"You can order for room service and food at anytime and the breakfast, lunch and supper times are given on the menus in your cabin. Enjoy your stay here, Madam."
Sally smiled back. She was a little thrown off when he had called her 'Mrs. Jackson', but she was too tired to correct him. They set off into the electric lit pavement with many decorative plants on either side of them. The sea kept splashing on the shore as if celebrating something.
Percy and Harry kept laughing and talking to each other. At times, Sally couldn't understand them. They would slur their words and skip out syllables or mix two words together. Strangely, they understood each other perfectly as if it was their own language.
"Mama! Wosie!" Harry yelled running forward towards a patch of ground dominated by white roses which were beautifully illuminated by the moon. Sally grinned, "Don't touch them, Pumpkin." She said.
Harry would never hurt the plants by plucking them. She said the words so that he wouldn't do anything with so many plants around them in front of a mortal other than herself.
Suddenly, Sally felt scared. Both Harry and Percy were very close to their power sources. What if they went out of control? What if they destroyed the entire beach? She was pretty sure that they could. She looked down at them, running around to each plant while Harry jabbered away telling the names and history, so fast she caught only a few words.
Then Harry said very clearly, "Chrysanthemums!"
Both Sally and the young teen, Mathew, froze and stared at him.
"What?!" Mathew gasped. Harry and Percy grinned at him and ran further up the path. Sally couldn't move for the life of her. He couldn't even say 'Rose' properly! Where the Hades did, 'Chrysanthemums' come from?
Mathew turned to look at Sally, eyes wide as saucers."Did he just say-"
Two screams came from the beach and Sally threw all caution to the winds by whipping out her celestial bronze knife and running down to the shore where Harry and Percy had gone. She stared in shock as she saw something she had read about in a book. A Greek Book about mythological creatures.
The creature stared at Sally. He was standing, if you could call balancing on fins standing, in the waves with a large trident pointed at the two young boys. No, not Poseidon, but someone who looked very much like him and who owned a trident nearly as powerful as his.
"Tri-" Sally began, but the heir of Poseidon held up his hand. He walked towards her, his tail morphing into human legs. The waves left his body with clothes that had come from the water itself. He walked up to her and stopped when they were a foot apart. His sea-coloured eyes, so much like Poseidon's and Percy's stared angrily at her.
He knew. Sally couldn't help the tears that came to her eyes. He'd tell Amphitrite. And then the Olympians. If Zeus and Hades came to know…
"Sally Jackson. How dare you bring him back here?!" Triton asked angrily.
Sally felt confusion. Percy wasn't allowed to come back to visit the sea?
"I…I don't understand." She whispered. Percy and Harry ran and hid behind her legs when Triton was completely focused on her. Triton muttered something in Greek looking down on the sand. He took a deep a breath to calm himself down.
"No one knows that I'm here. Father, is on Olympus and apparently the meeting hasn't started yet." He gestured to the waves and Sally realized that the water was lively in a safe amused-Sea-God-way.
"I've known about you, Mortal. Mother and Father had a fight before he left and met you. He came back looking much calmer than he should have. I've had my doubts about you. You have raised him well beyond my expectations. But you shouldn't have brought him here." He said in a softer tone.
Sally was speechless. It was several moments before she recovered enough to say more than a few syllables, "You know?! Oh my Gods! I didn't realize…it's dangerous to bring him here! I don't understand!"
"Ms. Jackson! Look, if my mother comes to know about him, Fates save him. She is the goddess of the Sea. It's lucky that I'm the one who… who…" triton hesitated and looked, not at Percy, but at Harry.
"Come here." Triton said softly kneeling down. Harry trembled and looked at Sally. She held his hand tightly and brought him forward. Triton took his other hand and held it for a few seconds.
"What is he?" He asked Sally.
"Pardon me?" She asked astonished.
"He's not as mortal as you. He isn't a half-blood, either." Triton now looked angrily at Harry. "Who are you?"
Harry whimpered as he mumbled, "Hawy Potter."
Sally frowned and said, "No es un monstruo, si eso es lo que estás insinuando." (He's not a monster if that's what you're implying.) Harry would not like the word 'Monster'.
Triton looked only mildly surprised that the mortal had changed the language so easily. He got up and said, "Él es diferente y lo sabes." (He is different and you know it.)
Sally raised her head and looked straight into Triton's eyes. It startled him to see such determined eyes. Her pale blue irises reflected the moonlight to look silver. "Él es un niño. Lo quiero como a una madre y nada de lo que digas me hace lo lamentará." (He is a child and nothing you say will make me regret him.)
Triton sighed and said, "I haven't know a mortal like you in all my years. But him, he is different. He is shielding your son and you. He may not know but I can sense something powerful within him."
"Shielding?" Harry was powerful, that Sally knew. But what shielding work was he doing?
"That scar is not ordinary. I sensed your son only because I was in the water on this very beach. Clearly, None of the Gods can sense him. You seem to be knowing what you're doing." Triton said looking at Harry. He took a glance at Percy who reached out and pulled Harry back.
Sally looked down to see Harry and Percy look up at her. "What shie-" She stopped when she realized that he was gone.
"Poof." Percy said. Looking at the waves Sally felt her uneasiness fading. She placed her knife back and took the boys hands and walked back to the wooden path surrounded by plants.
Mathew was on the ground sleeping. Sally sighed and took out a water bottle from the bag and sprinkled some water on his face. He jerked up and looked around wildly, "I'm up!"
He stared at sally and blushed, "Uh…"
"You fainted. Maybe you should rest. This is our cabin right?" Sally's facial expression morphed into one of a concerned nurse as she looked at him. She tried not to hear the giggling behind her.
"Yeah, yeah. I passed out?" he asked as tried to get up.
"You should go back home now, alright?" sally said picking the bags up. She handed her the gigglers their small backpacks patted Mathew on the shoulder. He looked a little dazed as he went back.
"Mama?" Percy giggled as she slid the Room Card over the handle of the cabin. Closing the door and switching on the lights, she took in the beauty of the cozy cabin before dumping the bags unceremoniously on the floor as she flopped onto the bed. She heard Harry and Percy bouncing on the second bed but her thoughts drifted off.
Harry was shielding them. The Gods had no idea that they were even in London. Poseidon did know what he was doing, right. What if he wanted to visit them, how would he know? How would Sally know that Poseidon tried and failed or maybe didn't try at all?
I know I said, Tuesday or Wednesday, but I got behind 'cause of weekdays. Now I'm gonna update on the weekends. Two updates per week is good enough, right guys?
I took the Spanish off Google Translate. If there's anything wrong, let me will ya? I love hearing Spanish, French and other languages like them.
Stay tuned for the next update!
Cabba.