The campfire blazed and crackled. Small orange flakes fluttered with a dark smoke into the sky. There was a warm gentle breeze that did not whip or lick peoples hair, but rather gently swayed on longer hair and left shorter hair alone. The sound of bugs communicating filled the evening air. Summer songs were being sung, every so often songs in Ancient Greek were sung. There were smiles all around. The camp had had a peaceful summer, no monster attacks or dangerous quests. Most threats had been already taken care of. But there was the rise of the Zoroastrian gods. Chiron wondered if they would bother them again, it didn't seem likely.

Nico leant back into Will and asked Will to put his arm around him. Nico was humming along with the songs. He told Will not to sing, because he sounded like a dying walrus. Will couldn't argue. Nico closed his eyes and held onto Will tighter.

Will felt a light tap on his shoulder. He turned to see two young boys, one was from cabin nine and the other from cabin fourteen. The one from cabin nine had black hair and oil splattered on his face. He was fiddling with his hands and trying not to make eye contact. His shoulders were broad and his hands were big, common trait of children of Hephaestus. The one from cabin fourteen was the opposite, his hair had a blueish tinge, Will couldnt tell if it had been dyed or not. He was small and had pale skin. He was bright and bubbly. The one from cabin fourteen held something in his hands. "We...wanted to say thank you." The boy from cabin fourteen said.
The boy handed Will what was in his hand. It was a card. On the front there was 'Thank you' in block lettering. It was coloured in rainbow colours, Will assumed it was because he was from cabin fourteen. He opened the card. Inside there was a small picture of Will and Nico, Nico had a rain cloud above his head. Will giggled. Under the picture there was 'Thank you, for showing us that its okay to be who you are.' There was another rainbow and then 'from Thomas and Liam'
Will gently shook Nico, "Hey, look at this."
Nico opened his eyes. He sat up and took the card out of Wills hand. He squinted and put the card close to his face. After a few minutes he managed to make sense of the words, a small smile took place on his face.

Nico pointed to the two boys, "You two look up to us?"

"How couldn't we? You guys are awesome!"

The boy from cabin nine smiled, "Liam's right, besides the whole gay thing...you two are crazy powerful!"

Will laughed, "You can't deny that."

"Liam, did you draw this?" Nico asked.

"Yeah, I made Thomas do this with me, he's too shy to have come up with the idea himself."

Nico motioned for Liam to come to him. Liam walked in front of him. Thomas watched with dread. Nico held up the card and pointed to the picture.

"Why is there a rain cloud above my head?"

Liam's face went pale, "It-it seemed fitting...because you're grumpy."

"I'm not grumpy!"

Will laughed so hard he fell backwards, he fell onto the ground but he didn't care. He still continued to laugh at Nico.

When Will finally composed himself he stood up and wiped his eyes. Nico looked at him disgusted.

"I don't know why you're laughing so hard." He said bluntly.

"That's probably you've never heard anything so funny."

"No, I've heard Percy talk in his sleep, I'd say that its pretty funny."

"When have you been around Percy when he's sleeping?"

Nico blushed and said quickly, "Forget I said anything!"

"Okay, whatever," Will snickered, "you little stalker!"

Nico pushed Will lightly. Nico thanked the boys for the card, they smiled and went to hug him but he shook his head so they hugged Will.

Mary cantered over and sat down where Will had been sitting. She looked at the card that was being tightly held by Nico. He was looking over the fire, as if he'd spotted something in the darkness beyond.

"I didn't think I'd see you smile for a while, Nico." Mary said.

"Wills smile is infectious." He replied, it sounded scripted even though he meant it. He was still looking into the dark void.

"Nico," She whispered, he tore his eyes away from the darkness and looked at her, "Its not dangerous."

"You can see it too?"

"Sort of, its nothing to worry about. Just a tiger passing through."

"A tiger?"

Will pushed himself in between Nico and Mary, "What are you two talking about?"

"Old friends!" Mary blurted.

"You're eight, you can't have old friends." Will said.

Mary shook her head in disbelief. She thought to herself, 'How come Will is a master of memories but he keeps forgetting my age?'

"Not mine, yours. " She said, "Old friends are coming, get ready for their stay. Get a litter box."

Mary stood up and ran away from them.

"You have a cat?" Will asked Nico, who had gone back to staring into the darkness.

"No, but a friend of mine does."

"I've never had a cat...always wanted one though."

"We could get a cat when we're older." Nico said.

"That would be nice."

Nico smiled, "it would be." He stood up and pointed to the sky, "the stars are out."

Nico took Wills hand. They walked away from the campfire and went to find somewhere quiet. They walked along the beach holding hands. Nico rested his head on Wills shoulder. They lay down on a patch of grass and looked up at the stars. Will pointed out constellations, his enthusiasm made Nico fall for him even more. Every so often Nico would plant a kiss into Wills cheeks, but then Will turned so the kiss was on his lips. They kissed and giggled like kids.

Nico rolled on top of Will and kissed his neck.

"You aren't wearing jeans." He said.

Will laughed then said as smoothly as he could, "It would have taken longer to take them off."

Nico laughed then went back to kissing his neck. He slid his hand into Wills shorts and rested his hand on his boxers.

"Nico." Will moaned softly.

Nico kissed Will and playfully bit his lip. They heard a purr. Will broke the kiss.

"Did you-"

"No, it wasn't me...the cat!"

Nico got off Will and sat next to him. They heard the purring again, it was coming from behind them. They turned and saw a person in a janitor suit holding a mop with a kitten on their shoulder. He sat down next to them and looked up to the stars. The kitten jumped down and padded over to Nico. It licked his hand with its sandpaper tongue. Nico stroked its head. It purred loudly.

"He likes you, son of Hades." The janitor said.

"I like him too."

"Your old friend?" Will whispered to Nico.

"Yeah, his name is Bob. He works for my dad."

Nico looked over to Bob, he wondered how he got out of Tartarus. Was there a problem? Then he thought, you don't always have to ask questions to get the answers. Sometimes the answers will come to you. He continued to stroke the tiger cub.

Bob looked up at the starlit sky. He hoped Percy and Annabeth had kept their promise, if they hadn't then this would make up for it. Bob looked at all of the light, the wonderful twinkling stars. He had finally made it. He took in a deep breath and said with small tears forming in his eyes.

"Hello."

And thus commences this tale of sacrifice and bravery, loss and woe. These are the building blocks for great people, stories or places.
A writers work is never over, much like the readers.

Shannon, thank you for making me read the books, it took me a while but I finished them and then I wished I hadn't, because that meant it was over. But then you begged encouraged me to write you a fanfiction for Christmas, my hand slipped and it ended up a trilogy.

I am not the best at many things, writing being one of them but I do have ideas and I enjoy writing and writing this messed up trilogy has probably been the most fun I've had with writing in a long time.

I'm not really sure where this was going, if it had any direction at all but I would just like to say thank you. Thank you for reading and giving feed back and following. It's honestly given me a massive ego boost, I never thought anyone would end up reading these.
So, this is goodbye for now.
And hey, thanks.