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Suddenly, I heard a sound that let me know that there was hope.

Crying.

I twirled around. "Luke?"

"You're right," he said between sobs. "I've let everyone down." He looked up. "To be honest, I don't care if I let Hermes down," he looked back down, "but Annabeth..."

"Well, it's a start...," I said. I thought of something... And Annabeth appeared, sitting next to me, sobbing her guts out.

"Luke, if you're gonna prove to Annabeth that you've changed," Annabeth looked up as I said this, "You're gonna have to renounce the Titan Army. Upon the River Styx."

"I will," he said, "if Annabeth can forgive me."

"I- I don't know..."

"Annabeth, he just swore upon the River Styx that he's renounced the Titan Army. And between you and me," I pulled her aside and whispered, "I read his emotions. I truly is sorry."

She sighed. "I suppose so, Luke. But don't think you're off the hook for what you did. I'm still angry!" But she seemed so happy, everyone started snickering.

"What? I am! Really!"

"Whatever you say, Wise Girl."

A week went by. On Monday, I was eating breakfast when I had an idea.

"Chiron, is there a limit of something to the amount of oaths upon the River Styx you can make?"

"Well, Drake, I do not know. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I was thinking about the dracaena, and Annabeth said someone inside camp must've summoned it. So couldn't we make everyone just swear upon the River Styx to stay with the Olympians?" I asked.

He laughed. "It is not so simple, Drake. These are people's beliefs. We cannot force our own upon them. That is why we do not reveal ourselves to mortals; we let them believe what they will. We can't solve all our problems with sacred, unbreakable oaths, now can we?"

"I guess not."

Just then, Sarah came up to us. "Hi, Chiron. Drake, wanna go down to the beach?"

"Sure."

We didn't talk while we walked. Once we arrived, we sat on a dock.

"So... Drake... About our baby..."

"What is it?"

"If it's a girl, why don't name her Julie?"

"No, I don't like that name."

"Well, what do you think his or her name should be?" She asked.

"What about Sally if it's a girl and Jack if it's a boy?" I suggested.

"Hmm... I like the name Sally... But not Jack..." She thought about it. "Okay, how about you pick the name if it's a girl, and I pick the name if it's a boy?"

"Deal."

"How about Joey?"

"Really? Joseph Origen?"

"Not Joseph, Joey. That's his name. His full name." Sarah insisted.

"Joey Origen? Hmm... I like it!" I said.

"How about Annabeth if it's a girl?"

We turned around and saw Percy and Annabeth, hand in hand.

"Ooooh! Percy and Annabeth, swimming in the sea!" I started singing.

"F-U-C-"

"Shut it." Said Annabeth sternly.

"What were you guys talking about?"

"Nothing."

He raised an eyebrow. "Right..."

"Whatever. We're busy. Could you guys go make out somewhere else?"

Percy stuck his tongue out at me, but they left.

"Okay, so Sally Origen for a girl, and Joey Origen for a boy?"

"Sounds good!"

We shared a laugh. I started staring into her eyes – they were golden, like all of Apollo's children. We stared at each for what seemed like forever.

"I love you, Sarah. And I've been thinking, about the baby, and what you said so me... There's something I've been meaning to ask you..."

"Drake? You look like you're gonna throw up!"

"Sarah, will-"

"Hey guys! What's up?" Grover came running (or was is trotting?) down the dock. "What are you guys doing?"

"OH, SON OF A-" I punched Grover right in the nose. He ruined that perfect moment! I was about to...I was...

Three days earlier...

"Hey, Percy. Can I talk to you for a minute?" It was the evening, before Capture the Flag. Percy and I were getting suited up.

"Sure thing, Drake. What's up?"

"I- Umm... I'mthinkingofproposingtoSarah." I said quickly. I had to get the words out of my mouth.

He dropped Riptide. "WHAT?!"

"Shh! I don't want anyone else to know yet!" I looked around. "I- Well, She's pregnant, and-"

He slipped on a stray banana peel. "WHAT?!"

"Shut up!" I hissed. "Yes, she's pregnant, and I'm the father. And I'm gonna propose to her, but..."

"But what?"

"I just don't want to have to hear her say no..."

"Drake, listen to me." Percy had a serious look in his eyes, which I knew he got from his father. "You might call me a Seaweed Brain, but I could tell from the moment I met you two that you liked each other. It grew. And now, it's risen to love. But, if you're just doing this because of the baby, don't. Drake, you have to ask yourself: "Am I doing this for love, or because of guilt?" he left me to think on that.

Two days earlier...

"Thanks for coming with me to pick the ring, Percy."

We were standing outside People's, a jewellery store.

"No problem, man. But before you buy the ring, remember what I said. Are you ready for this?" he asked, wearing that same serious expression.

I let out a sigh. "Yeah. Yes, I am. I love her."

"Well then... Let's go get a sparkler!" And with that, we stepped inside.

I saw the most beautiful rings everywhere I looked. They were all supreme; I didn't know which one would be for Sarah.

"What about this one?" Percy held up a ring. It was elegant; a 22 carat ring with a ginormous diamond.

"It comes with a free engraving of your choice," Percy read off the tag. "5 000. You can pay whatever you want, right?"

"No. I've earned the money for it the mortal way. If I just made the money out of thin air, I wouldn't be shopping for the ring. No, I'm going to show my love for her by getting it the normal way," I knew I would do this from the start.

"What about this one?" Percy kept showing me different rings. None of them worked. They were either too small or too expensive or too ugly.

"Well, if nothing here works, we can go to another store."

"No, I don't wanna trouble you."

"Hey, I wouldn't miss ring shopping for Sarah with you for anything!"

"Excuse me, sir?"

We turned around and saw a man in a tuxedo. I think he was a store employee (Or a really sharp dresser).

"We only have room to display so many rings. I'd be happy to show you our entire collection."

Okay, a word about this guy before we go any further. He might sound nice, but he was probably the most snooty person I'd ever met. He tilted his head so his nose stuck up, and he was looking down at us. It made me feel insignificant. Well, only for about a second, 'cause just then I remembered I was the God of Time, Olympian Counsel #14, the most powerful god on Olympus, and he was just some insignificant mortal.

"Umm, sure."

"Right this way, please, sir." This guy was mocking me. Son of a bi-

"Here we have a very elegant ring, with 15 carat..." Blah blah blah. We were there for at least another twenty minutes when...

"Hey, what about that one?" Something had caught my eye.

"Oh, that is an old model, no longer in production. It has three 20 carat diamonds, for past, present, and future, and comes with a glass case.

It was beautiful. I knew it – this was the one.

"How much?" I asked the guy.

"2,500."

I looked at Percy, who nodded.

"I'll take it."

OMG! OMG!

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GODS!

Yay. This chapter wasn't as good as the others. (or at least that's what I thought) Sorry about that. Next chappie will have more action hopefully. I'll try.

R&R for cake! (Yeah, I give out cakes now. :D)