Okay, this is LoveNeverFails24's friend posting her chapter for her since she is sick at the moment. A few announcements from me and her.

From her:

Sorry for the wait, midterms just ended and high school is a pain in the butt. Hope this chapter will make up for it.

From me:

IT was LoveNeverFails24's birthday Monday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELA! (LoveNeverFails24)

Anyway, hope you guys love her story, I know I do.

PS….Percy doesn't know Andi "died."

~October 31st, One Month Later~

Percy's POV

"Percy!" a shrill voice yelled. I inwardly groan.

Calypso was getting on my nerves about the wedding. For the last month and a half she's been whining about what color she wants for flowers, decorations, and even the doves! I didn't even know there WERE different colored doves. (A/N: Let's pretend there are…..could be different colored doves somewhere.)

"Percy, who would you like to be our justice of the peace? Apollo or Zeus?" she asked me, trying to catch her breath from running so much.

Did I know what justice of the peace was?

Fuck no.

"Um . . . what's that again?" I rubbed the back of my neck.

Calypso rolled her eyes, sighing in frustration as she rubbed her temples. "The person who will be marrying us."

"Oh. Um, how about Hera? She is after all the goddess of marriage." I tried to explain. Silently, I was praying that if I was nice to Hera she might even go easy with my married life.

"Don't be stupid Percy! We'll go with Zeus." My fiancé decided, walking away while checking something off her list.

"Gods, she's a bitch!" Aphrodite said behind me, Apollo nodded in agreement.

"Tell me about it." I snort in amusement.

For these last few months, Aphrodite, Apollo, and my dad were the only ones who helped me through with not being mortal anymore. Three weeks ago I nearly had a breakdown because I had a nightmare that my mother, Paul, and Jason (little brother) died while I lived forever. Apparently it's perfectly normal for nightmares of family members dying happen to new gods.

Perfectly normal.

There was no normal in my life, there never was. I always wished I was when I was just a demigod, but after being a god for a while now, makes me want my old life back a million times for than being normal.

"She didn't even listen to you." Apollo reasoned.

"And she called you stupid! Only I can do that!" Aphrodite almost shouted, her face turning bright red. Apollo and I backed away from her.

"Yeah, I just love her to death." I said sarcastically, my pointer finger going in circles near my temple, showing the sign for "crazy."

The three of us started to laugh so hard, tears were pouring down our faces. Aphrodite literally hugged her sides as she was leaned up against the marble column behind her, Apollo just lying on the floor rolling around as I just bent over, my face practically hurting from smiling too much.

"What in Hades's names is going on here?" someone barked. All three of us sat up, trying to keep ourselves from laughing all over again. Hera stared at us, her eyes narrowing as if that was supposed to scare us.

Apollo and Aphrodite might have been used to her famous death glare, but I on the other hand was still frightened to even get a glance form the Queen of the Gods.

"Percy just made a joke, Hera." Apollo patted my shoulder gently. The Queen turned towards me, the look of pity covering her sharp features. Her eyes softened, as did her scowl.

"Perseus, your father would like to speak to you." She said softly. I looked at Apollo and Aphrodite, asking if I should go. They both nodded.

My heart pounded in my chest as I walked to the throne room, my mind going in a thousand directions. What did he want?

"Perseus," his voice rang out through the throne room as I entered.

"Father." I bowed out of respect. He smiled a little, his eyes sad. "Is there something wrong Dad?"

He shrunk to human form, where we were both the same height. He put a hand on my shoulder. I looked straight into his eyes, noticing that he had the same look of pity in them, but with tears building up instead.

"Percy," he started. "There's been an accident."

My heart sank.

His words were muffled as he told me what happened to Andi's apartment. He also told me there was a body which firefighters and the city coroner said that it is in fact, the body of Andi Turner.

I stared at the ground; I could hear my heart beating in my ears and my father's sobs. He kept saying he was sorry, that she was strong and very brave.

"No," I muttered to myself. She couldn't just die. Not again. Especially by fire.

I felt the stinging of tears behind my eyes, but I tried to hold them in.

"There was no one there to protect her. Some witness said she was arguing with someone before the fire." My father tried to calm me. He reached out to touch my shoulder again, but I backed away.

"This can't be happening. Not her. Oh gods not her!" my throat clogged up from the sobs that escaped through it, my tears falling in streams. I fell to the ground, my head in my hands. Our sobs, my father's and I, echoed around the room, maybe even the palace.

My heart felt like someone had stabbed it repeatedly, and then twisted, stabbed, and twisted again until my heart was nothing but wet cat food. The aching in my chest was so painful, I couldn't even breathe.

Dad patted my back as I cried for Zeus knows how long, just kneeling on the hard marble floor as tears made a huge salt water puddle under me.

Andi couldn't be dead. She's too strong for that. I know for a fact that she was alive somewhere.

No Percy, she died. You were not there to protect her from harm. It's your entire fault. The voice in the back of my mind hissed at me. It made the aching worse.

The voice was right though. I was a god, I could've done something. Anything!

"Does Hephaestus know?" I sniffed, wiping my nose with my shirt sleeve.

"Zeus is telling him now."

As if on queue, a loud screaming and sobbing erupted from the forgery.

"NOT MY DAUGHTER! OH PLEASE FATES, NOT MY LITTLE GIRL!" the fire god sobbed. More tears on my part.

"And Hera is telling everyone else." My dad wiped his nose with his sleeve as well. Guess it was the genetics.

The ground rumbled as Hephaestus kept sobbing to the heavens, screaming that his little girl should go to Elysium.

I walked back to my room, my mind somewhere else. I didn't even know where I was going, or even if I was walking or floating or whatever. As I passed Aphrodite's room, I could see her hugging a heart shaped pillow, with mascara and eyeliner running down her face as all the other goddesses tried their best to comfort the love goddess.

I knocked on the door, getting their attention. Aphrodite looked up at me. She literally ran into my arms like in one of those cheesy romance movies, and started to sob all over again.

"Please tell me it's not true." I asked Hera over Aphrodite's shoulder.

Hera just shook her head.

Aphrodite and I cried together for hours after that, not even bothering to drink because the pain was too bad to even get out of the bed.

In the middle of the night, I started to get nightmares of her burning to death, her fighting her hardest to survive. In the end, she would always say the same thing over and over again.

Why didn't you save me?

I would wake up in cold sweat, the tears and sobs starting all over again.

"Percy?"

I didn't bother to look at the person behind me. I was on the balcony outside Aphrodite's room, staring at the ocean with my legs hugged to my chest. The goddess's hands rested on both of my shoulders, rubbing them with her thumbs.

"Why?" my voice cracked.

"Why what?

"Why her? She never did anything wrong. She was strong and brave and fierce. I couldn't even protect her." I babbled on, crying. I noticed the ocean was crying with me too, the waves crashing graciously against the shore and rocks, as if it was calling out for Andi.

"She didn't deserve to die." I sobbed against Aphrodite's shoulder.

"No hero does."

I didn't speak for the rest of the week.

~One Week Later~

My face was blank as I stared at the marble floor of the throne room, the conversation around me too boring to listen to. Zeus had called another meeting, the fifth one this week, and yet I still haven't made an effort to join a descent conversation.

My father had said most of the discussions these days were about Triton and Kronos, who has gotten more powerful "as we speak."

That's a fucking surprise.

I sat there most of the meeting, listening to words like "Triton", "He is rising" and sometimes "Caused forest fire." Since my brain was working overdrive trying to make sense of everything going on in my life, it immediately made a little movie in my head.

Triton went to her apartment. He tried to take her again, she fought for her life, and he set her apartment on fire. She died. He lived.

"Percy!" Aphrodite hissed, slamming her foot down on my toe. I jumped of the sudden feeling, but felt nothing. Funny, I could feel my heart being stabbed repeatedly, but not a goddess stomping on my foot.

I turned my head towards her. "What?" I mouthed.

She angled her head so it was pointing to Zeus, who was staring at me with his electric blue eyes.

"I guess I must repeat myself for young Perseus. We were talking about the funeral for Andromeda." He said, his mouth curling into an evil smirk.

I gulped, my hands getting sweaty. What did he want me to say? Why was her funeral even a discussion during a meeting?

"Lord Zeus," Hera started. "Why are we discussing the tragic death of this hero?"

Tragic death of this hero? I thought. Since when did Hera like Andi?

"Well, I figured since she saved Olympus from being destroyed and since she died over a month ago-"

"What?"

I'm pretty sure I just shit myself.

Everyone looked at me in shock. I even scared myself at the sound of my voice sounding like that.

"Pardon me?" Zeus asked, his eyes showing nothing but amusement.

"You just said," I stood up from my throne. "She died over a month ago."

"Oh yes. Her apartment burned down a month ago."

"And you didn't bother to tell me that? Instead you told my father to tell me a WEEK AGO?!" I shouted at him.

"I thought you needed a little brake from that brat."

Out of nowhere, a hammer flew at Zeus's head, knocking him out of his throne.

"Don't you dare call my daughter a brat!" Hephaestus screamed at him, getting ready to throw another hammer.

"You all needed the break! She's a demigod anyway. Hephaestus, Perseus, why do you care? She would've died anyway." Athena butted in. Of course I was Athena trying to save her father's butt.

"She was my DAUGHTER! If your precious Annabeth died, what would you do Athena? Forget she even exists? Forget all she has done for us?" The fire god screamed, sobs erupting from his throat like a volcano.

I gently grabbed the hammer, which he was now pointing at Athena, from his hands, setting it on the ground next to me.

Athena kept her mouth shut.

How could he not tell me?

"Well, if that's all then the meeting is adjourned." Zeus said.

"This meeting is not adjourned, brother." My dad stood from his throne, his blue and white robes swirling like water.

Zeus turned to my dad, his electric blue eyes now a dark shade of blue, his eyes narrowed.

"What did you just say brother?"

"You heard me. The meeting. Is not. Adjourned." My dad talked to the King as if he were a two year old.

"I am King, Poseidon. Not you. What I say goes."

My father slammed the butt of his trident on the floor, cracking it a little.

Annabeth is going to be pissed.

"We are talking about a hero who sacrificed herself for others and all you can do is sit here and not even appreciate what she has done?" he started off, leaning against his weapon. "If it weren't for Andi your butt wouldn't be sitting on that big, powerful throne of yours. You can at least show some appreciation towards a hero."

I don't think I can recall a moment when I too proud of my dad that I could've almost cried.

Aphrodite grinned like the Joker, a few tears falling down her face. I saw Hephaestus salute my dad.

I smirked a little when Zeus's mouth opened, then closed. First time I ever saw him speechless.

"And I might be speaking for a few gods, or maybe just myself, but every time a hero saves our asses you just wave it off as if it was no big deal. For centuries we've asked demigods, even mortals, to fight for us, and every time you don't care. You think that just because you're King you can do anything you want. Curse anyone you please, kill anything you want. I'm sick of it.

"When the time for you to be hiding behind your throne, shivering in fear like a baby, comes, and you are desperately in need for a hero to come around, I will look down at you. So will my son. We will both look down at you, remembering the time Lord Zeus, King of Olympus, was hiding in fear of losing a war." My dad finished.

Apollo and Hermes snickered, only to be hit by Artemis.

All head turned towards Zeus, whose face resembled a fish on the shore, gasping for breath. For a few moments, he stayed that way.

"I don't see what that has to do with anything."

Water fountains around the room exploded as I grabbed Zeus by the robes.

"You can't seem to get it through your thick skull can you?" I screamed in his face. "Heroes have died trying to protect your ass from being killed! She sacrificed her life for you, TWICE!"

All of a sudden pain erupted from my chest as I was flown back thirty feet. I winced as my back hit the edge of a throne, possibly cracking the material.

"Don't you dare test me, boy. I am your ruler; you have no right to speak to me that way. I don't care what the mortal Constitution states about Freedom of Speech, but your freedom on Olympus is gone." Zeus growled at me, standing over my limp body. He started to walk away, heading towards his bedroom.

Aphrodite, Apollo, and my dad came to my aid, dad on my right, Apollo on my left. They were lifting my off of the ground as Zeus turned around, his eyes icy.

"You will be marrying Calypso in exactly four months. Since she is your wife you two will be expected to have children. And Perseus," I looked up at him, my back still burning from the force of hitting the wall and throne. "If I ever catch you with Andromeda Turner, whether she's dead or alive, there will be hell to pay. She will be punished, even in the Underworld. She will be put into Tartarus for adultery, and you will be forced on house arrested, only to spend time with your wife."

I tried to object, but my father's look told me not to argue.

"And don't you think I won't be watching Perseus. I am always watching you."