"Will! What are you doing here?" I asked or more like croaked.

"Don't talk!" Scott exclaimed. Sometimes, he's more overprotective than Will.

"I just finished…" he started before realizing the crowd, "You know what and Mesa was on my way back to New York, kind of, so I thought why not visit you." He said. "And what happened to your voice?"

"Got in a fight with him." I said pointing at Wen.

"You got her to blow her voice out? She's never blown her voice before! Not even when she sings every day of the summer! You are dead to me." Will threatened. "Actually, you're dead to our dad."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"First, drink this." He said handing me some type of drink that I'm pretty sure it isn't nectar. "And Mr. Brunner told him about what you're doing today. He was in the audience."

"No way." I said taking a sip of the drink before realizing my voice was starting to heal. "What is this?"

"A recipe I learned over the year. Anyway, don't you wanna see dad?" he asked.

"You're the best." I said giving him a hug.

"So I've heard before." He said.

"Yeah, from yourself." I retorted.

"Look, your kids fight like Clarisse and… Okay, that was a bad example." Lord Hermes said. "Like Athena and Poseidon."

"Lord Hermes," I bowed, "Dad."

"Dad? Lord Apollo," Scott said.

"Wait, wait, wait, my son and your daughter worked together?" Lord Hermes asked in surprise. "Most of the time, your children are mad at mine."

"I'm the only one she doesn't get mad at." Scott grinned cheekily.

"Hey! Travis and Connor are my best friends. I don't get mad at them either!" I exclaimed, poking him in the side.

"Anyways, it's too bad we couldn't see you perform. If you did, you would've had more fans than you already do." Dad said.

"I know, we already guessed, but… You can see all of us are sick." I said.

"How about this? In two months, you guys will perform at the Madison Square Garden. I can get you an opening act, but not the main act, considering you aren't that well known yet." He said.

My eyes widened.

"Hey, no interfering with our children's lives." Lord Hermes said.

"Oh please, most of us broke the rules helping Percy." Dad dismissed it with a wave of his arms. "So, what do you say?"

"I- I-" I stuttered.

"It's not our decision. We'd have to have a discussion with the band." Scott said, saving me.

I nodded in agreement.

"Olivia?" Stella called.

"Or not." I said.