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The two Greeks were sleeping by time Bailey and the crew stepped in.

Percy, of course, had taken his anger and energy out on Jason and restraining himself from starting the fight earlier didn't really make him feel like he had just woke up with Piper- er, woke up from a nice nap. The whole water disturbance and the unexpected rain shower didn't really do much for him either. And as much as Percy hates to admit it, Jason can hit pretty hard, which made Percy naturally try and hit his hardest, too, so his arms were sore and his fists hurt something.

Piper, was just tired from all the crying she's done lately and all the stupid events in this stupid place. Besides, when's the last time she really slept without dreams? Last night does not count. She fell asleep because of crying and this time she fell asleep simply because she was tired of all the emotional stress and then you've got the fact that if she can't make peace with her cheating ex-boyfriend and his wife and kids, then war will probably break out and she'd disappoint Chaos who was the only father figure in her life now that her dad's dead. Not really a reassuring thought.

But these two were so unfairly awoken by Bailey charging in, seething and waving her hands as she hissed to herself, "I mean really, you do not call her a sister!"

Naden and the rest followed, the door slamming to the fridge as Bailey angrily grabbed a water bottle and tried not to crush it. The Greeks stirred awake and Percy stretched his arms above his head, Piper still half asleep on his shoulder. "What'sgoingon?" he slurred, rubbing his eyes as he looked back to see them staring at them.

"What's going on with you two?" Naden rephrased, grinning knowingly as Bailey's glare turned bright and her eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Did you bore each other to sleep?" she teased, opening her bottle without much anger.

He shot her a weak glare of his own and settled his arm back around Piper's shoulder, rubbing his face before wincing at the bruise on his lip. "What are you so pissed off about?" he asked, ignoring their questions.

Bailey frowned and Piper looked over the couch, crushed into Percy's side to look at her. "Oh, that son-of-a-bitch Jason," she grumbled, taking a seat in a chair on the other side of the room.

Naden sat down next to Piper as she yawned and wrinkled her nose at the name. "What happened?"

"Nice to see you, Sleeping Beauty," Bailey commented dryly before sighing and taking a drink of water. "Well, of course, I asked what he did to my best friend and her boyfriend-"

Piper raised an eyebrow. "I don't have a boyfriend."

"Pea Brain, here," she replied, waving towards the guy she was currently cuddling with. They both blushed bright red, but didn't move- it was only because they both were tired. Nothing more than that. "Anyway, I asked and obviously, being the bastard he is, he didn't tell me so then I had to threaten him-"

"Instead of asking us," Percy pointed out with a small grin.

He was ignored.

"And after I told him that I would have Chaos come down here and tell me himself because he's probably watching over Piper all the time, he gave me complete bullshit about what happened. I didn't believe that Piper was trying to get him back and he pushed her only because he had a wife and everything, and Percy punched him first- well, I believe that, but not that Piper would ask for him back." Bailey rolled her eyes as the 'couple' frowned and Naden snorted.

"He acts like we haven't known you for thousands of years and have saved your life that many times," she grumbled.

"He said I asked for him back?" Piper's eyebrows furrowed in frustration. "What is up with him and lying?"

"It's like a second nature," Carl said, leaning on the wall and watching them.

Percy mumbled something under his breath as he pulled Piper closer, and it suspiciously sounded like a name that Sally would have his name for saying before he grinned. "He must've been really afraid of you then."

Bailey glowed while the crews laughed heartily. "You should've seen his face!" Faughn, one of Bailey's members, exclaimed, giggling.

"Oh, man, I wish I had taken a picture of it," Marcus mused, shaking his head with his laughter.

"Well, anyway," Bailey continued, even though she was beaming proudly, "I told him that that was all shit and he had better give me the truth or I would have a word with Reyna dear."

Percy whistled. "Threatening his wife, I didn't know you could get so violent."

She gave a cheeky grin. "Of course. I wanted to know what happened to my best friend and why you decided to soak us all with the rain. You almost drowned some poor Romans that were coming in their little road thingy."

"We had to make a quick save," Naden explained as Percy raised an eyebrow. "The kid lost his bag, though."

"Doesn't matter," Bailey said dismissively, waving her hand. "But so, then he told me what happened and I had to point my sword at Reyna when I thought he was lying- so, practically my sword was at her a lot. Eventually, I got the whole story and beat the shit out of him."

"We held back the kids and everything," Carl announced, waving his hands in a rainbow gesture for 'and the whole she-bang.' "Reyna almost got herself killed."

"Insulting us as cowards," Faughn scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Please."

"How much did he tell you?" Piper wondered, biting her lip nervously.

"How you explained you two weren't dating-"

"You've got a problem with lying, too," Naden teased.

"-how you asked him a bunch of questions about your relationship and he told you he loved you like a sister and he never meant to hurt you and Percy punching him, the whole fight and then how you pulled Percy off him, crying and the rain and how he said something to Percy about some Annabeth girl and him not being a saint like he thinks he is; oh, and how Percy almost broke his back when warning him to never go near you again." Bailey rolled her eyes. "I obviously believed that Percy won the fight, so I let him go."

"Oh," Piper replied quietly, ducking her face into Percy's shoulder so she wouldn't see the tell-tale signs of Jason punching her.

Percy turned back to the TV, pinched the bridge of his nose and took a couple deep breaths. The bastard, forgetting to mention how he almost broke her nose or lied to her even more. Another deep breath. And why does he have to bring Annabeth into this. I mean, really, she has absolutely nothing to do with Piper or him.

"What's wrong?" Naden asked, frowning and looking at the two.

"He's a dick," Percy deadpanned, glaring at the TV.

There was an uncomfortable, but agreeing silence for a few moments before Bailey, fiddling with the water bottle nervously, asked hesitantly, "That wasn't all of it was it?"

Piper grabbed onto Percy's shirt and closed her eyes tightly, knowing that once the crew found out everyone would go ballistic and her plans would ruin because Reyna would never go along with the plans or Jason would be constantly avoiding them and God, this just wouldn't ever end well. "No," Percy replied in a stern voice that suggested they weren't going to go into it until Piper wanted.

Faughn gasped quietly after a few minutes. "You don't mean-"

"Nothing happened," Piper said, her voice muffled by Percy's shoulder. "That was basically what happened."

"Piper..." Bailey warned slowly.

"Nothing happened," she repeated, a lump appearing in her throat. Percy, as if sensing it, wrapped his arm tighter around her shoulders and pulled her closer to his chest, planting a soothing kiss on the top of her head.

No one obviously bought it, and they all turned to Faughn who, seething and knowing what happened from her own past, stormed upstairs and slammed the door to her room shut. Sighing, Naden opted to buy it for now and find out maybe when they leave this place so they could just work through it here and get away. There was another uncomfortable, tense silence before Bailey took a seat next to Percy and got the remote for the TV, asking to clear the whole room, "What are you watching?"

Percy shrugged, careful not to move Piper because her body was quite warm and he was getting used to the pattern at which her chest would leave his side and then hit it again. "I don't know, just stuck one in."

Bailey rolled her eyes and put another one. "Well, we have 'til dinner, who wants to watch a comedy?"

There were murmured agreements and Piper laid her cheek on his shoulder so she could watch the movie, his warmth making her feel all tingly and fuzzy- she didn't know what to make of the feeling right now, but that would confuse everything and she just wanted to enjoy sitting with him right now.

The thought of Jason was still hanging in the room, but they all tried their best to ignore it.

Dinner rolled around and inside the Chaos cabin as they were all laughing at a joke from the second movie they had watched- Piper and Percy's third, if you count the one they fell asleep to- a voice that was much like a recording of Chaos, announced, "Dinner for the Romans is happening, get up and go."

After jumping from the scare, they all stood up and stretched their sore limbs, Faughn bouncing back down the stairs without any inclination of what she ran off for. The crews headed out once they paused their movie, vowing to continue watching it- they didn't have a lot of time to see the new kind of movies and after watching the old ones a billion times, you try to watch as many as you can- with Percy's and Piper's hands interlaced. Percy knew that when she would see Reyna, Jason and their kids all sitting together and acting like she wasn't there or he hadn't beat the Grace up, she would need a little moral support. Well...that and he just liked the feel of having her small, soft hand in his.

The walk wasn't long, and it was filled with laughs from the last movie and earlier parts in that one. They joked about the strictness of Romans and how none of them could take a good joke, or even make one for that matter. Most of them commented on the landscape and that if maybe they brightened it up with flowers or trees or something, it would be a much lovelier place to stay. Of course, they made sure no Romans or inhabitants were around when such things were said because really, they didn't want any more fighting for a couple days and they were supposed to make and keep peace around here, not try and cause fights. A picker of fights is a little closer to death than everyone else.

Once they arrived, everyone was "coming to attention" so their slow footsteps echoed in the silence. Each cohort was lined up with forty kids in front of their barracks with their armor glistening and shields lined up in front of them. The purple of their shirts stood out against the chain mail and their helmets were intricately designed down to the sword-and-skull. Of course, they looked intimidating and they were for no one was even close to out of shape, but Piper who had been around the many galaxies and saw plenty of freakier creatures with horns in their stomachs and backs and a sword for a hand, wasn't too badly affected. It was just that everyone was watching their every move as they all moved to stand aside so technically they were even more in front of the crowd.

Percy, squirming under the familiar gaze of more than two hundred Romans, felt Piper squeeze his hand that Jason, from the First Cohort with his medals on his chest and helmet all fancy on his head, was glaring at.

It turns out, they had gotten there after the Lares, and just in time for Jason to call out, "Colors!" while Reyna rode back and forth, down the line, on a white pegasus now with that stupid purple cape flowing behind her- Percy hated that thing. Not all that surprising, but still surprising, both of Jason and Reyna's kids stepped forward, wearing those weird lion skin capes with poles of different cohorts. Percy squeezed Piper's hand this time.

The last one to come forward was some kid, strong and tall, holding a long pole with a gleaming eagle on top. Percy grinned proudly at having achieved it with his friends way back when. Once everything was done and over with, Reyna stopped to look at the cohorts, everyone paying attention to her, though eyes kept straying over to the kids dressed normally in the back. If Chaos found out, however, that they were not in uniform in their meeting with the Romans and introduction and all, he would have a fit.

"Romans!" she called, looking over them. "Today, a great thing has been brought to our attention by these..." she took a deep breath and finished strained, "recruits of Chaos."

Almost immediately, everyone began muttering their disbelief.

"It seems," Reyna continued, the cohorts silencing reluctantly to listen, "that the gods are in a war amongst their selves and it may be brought down upon us."

"Insane!" the new Octavian shouted. The kid looked around seventeen, maybe eighteen, with brown hair that was hanging on his forehead and a skinny body without much muscle, pale skin, and stormy grey eyes that were hard and calculating. Percy sneered as Piper squeezed his hand; the guy was so different from Octavian, but it seemed like he was the same, and neither of them liked him. "The auguries have given no such warning."

"Silence," Jason snapped, giving him a sharp glare that had him glaring back, but shutting up.

"The gods, as I am told," Reyna said, though her voice was a bit harsh, "will be taking sides unless one person cannot...keep the peace between them. As their descendants and their heroes, they may ask us to take sides. I am...informed that if we do take sides of our patrons and ancestors, there will be war inside this camp."

"Why are we listening to graecus?" an old centurion asked, murmurs of agreement.

"Because-" Another deep breath from Reyna. "Percy Jackson is with her."

Bailey threw her hands in exasperation. "Not because she defeated giants or put Gaea back to sleep or anything," she grumbled as Percy squeezed Piper's hand.

"Percy Jackson was once a part of the legion and once a praetor before Jason took his place again."

"Chaos, they are just horrible," Faughn mumbled as her jaw locked in frustration.

"It's okay, guys," Piper soothed, smiling softly at them. "I don't care, besides Percy was a big hero back then."

Percy promptly blushed from the compliment.

"He has deemed trustworthy after saving our golden eagle and our camp. So, if he agrees to this then we shall follow with the...instructions we are given by the daughter of Aphrodite," Reyna announced, everyone turning to look at Percy, Jason's narrowed eyes landing on their intertwined hands.

"Her name's Piper, but yeah, I do agree with her and Chaos or whatever you want to call it in Latin," he replied confidently, looking Reyna boldly in the eye. Piper felt a rush of gratitude towards him; perhaps this is why Chaos has chosen to let him come back into her life, so people would believe and do what she said- er, well, that and she needed an old friend.

Reyna took another deep breath and turned back to the Romans. "Very well then. If the gods are fighting a war amongst themselves, we shall never pick sides. Picking sides will break us apart and in a time of war, Romans stick together and form a strong band rather than pick out certain people to try and save the day."

Was it just them, or was she trying to insult the Greeks?

"Romans are a team, we are a team, and even if the gods are in our ancestry, we cannot let a bickering break us apart. This will be a real test until...peace can be sorted out within them. We will have to stay strong and prove our relationship to our comrades. We will have to stay true Romans!"

"Ave!" the campers shouted, Percy's bad Latin transferring it into something,

"Either cheese or hail," he whispered to Piper who had to look away to hide her laughter. He felt his heart lift with a little pride. He hadn't meant that to be funny, but he got her to laugh.

There was a loud cheer that brought them back out of their little exchange and they watched as the Romans broke formation and they all walked to the mess hall. "Well, hey, that could've gone worse, right?" Bailey asked as they followed in the back, the two Greeks still holding hands- still for moral support. "I mean, they could've just not mentioned it at all."

Naden shrugged. "They don't trust us, that's their fault."

"And she obviously doesn't think Piper or Bailey are any good at their good," Carl said, rolling his eyes at the thought.

"Really, that's kind of ridiculous," Marcus sniggered. "If only they could know about the hundreds of times you've saved them from an alien invasion."

Percy raised an eyebrow down at the Peacemaker. "Alien invasion?"

She grinned at him. "I'll tell you later."

He gave a chuckle, and they walked to dinner, making fun of the speech and the auguries, not one ounce of anything bad hanging over any of them.

True to her word, after the movie was finished and they all just sat around and talked, Piper told Percy stories of her adventures and how she's saved galaxies from one war started on one, maybe two planets. The two shared the couch again, but she sat crossed legged facing him and there was a little space in between the two as he watched her intently. It turns out, not one part of her stories were boring. Not when that one explosion knocked her off Saturn and onto the rings- he was terrified that she had gotten hurt- or when she first met that weird thing in Venus and it wrapped around her leg and she thought it was trying to suffocate her- he wouldn't be surprised if it did.

For most of the night, they laughed about the adventures and she tried to describe it enough that he wouldn't have to put much thinking into what the planet was like Annabeth would do; Piper just flat out told him the planet because she didn't expect him to know everything. It was times like these he realized how much he missed someone who understood that he was really quite stupid and didn't know a lot. Of course, he knew more now because of Annabeth and school and Chiron, Chaos, and everyone, Piper included.

When everyone else was up in their rooms, they sat on the couch and she leaned her head on the back of it, looking at him while he looked at her. "What about you? Have you saved Camp any more than you did?"

He shrugged and grinned at her. "Yeah, a couple more times."

She raised her eyebrows. "How?"

"Well there was that time that the Minotaur came back and tried to kill me again..."

She rolled her eyes in good nature. "I'm sure it was for you, but really, have you?"

"I don't know," he replied with another shrug. "It depends on what you count as saving Camp."

"Barriers breaking down, someone coming back from the dead, you know, dangerous things."

"Well, Peleus, grew too big once and went bad. He tried to kill a lot of the campers that wanted to come in. Of course, it was up to me to save Camp becaus-"

"-Because you're the great Savior of Olympus."

He grinned at her. "Yep, that's me."

"Anything else?"

"The Greeks and Romans got in a war against the Egyptian magicians and the Norse kids, if that counts."

Piper thought for a second and then nodded thoughtfully. "That was World War III, right?"

Percy hummed his response, watching her. "Some kids were sent on a quest and they had to go through Brooklyn, but the magicians didn't like that, so they started fighting us and then apparently the Romans had to go into the Norse territory and this big whole thing started. I had to lead an army and you know, it was practically the Giant War all over again. The other mythology guys got into it and Russia was fighting China, Australia was fighting Greece and it was bad."

"And you guys won, and you were made a god?"

"Lots of us were," he sighed. "We didn't really have a chance this time, though. Zues wouldn't let me refuse immortality a third time."

"What about Nico and Annabeth and all them?"

Percy looked away and swallowed. "Nico's the Prince of the Underworld or something and Annabeth's the architect of Olympus permanently."

"What about Leo?" Piper sat up straighter and looked intently at him. "Is he, like, Hephateus's personal assistant or something?"

Percy was quiet for a while and then he took a deep breath and looked at her wide, curious eyes while his were filled with sorrow and guilt. "Piper," he said slowly and quietly and the beautiful smile on her face left instantly, "Leo's dead."

I hate to end it here, I do. And I hate to kill Leo, but it's a war and people have got to die. I love him, but it'll all be explained next chapter, really. Sorry for those of you who probably hate me right now.

And the Australia and Russia mythology thing, I don't even know if they have a mythology, so that could be fiction or fac. Whatever, though. It works. Lots of explanations in this chapter, though, or well, quite a bit, anyway.

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