After reaching Chicago, we caught a bus to Springfield…

"So where are we meeting this Moomoo?" Percy asked.

"Mormo." I corrected him.

"Whatever."

"We're meeting her in a restaurant. She says lunch is on her." I said. We walked to a random pizza place, and I saw her sitting in a booth. I looked at the teens following me, and nodded over to Mormo. They nodded and walked over. Seth frowned.

"But, she looks normal." He said, confused.

"Mist." I said.

"And who are you to judge someone's appearance?" Mormo said. A resentful look appeared across her bronze face. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, her hair almost as perfect as Calypso's. Not that I'd ever met Calypso, I had seen pictures of her. She patted the seats next to her, and we sat.

"So." I said, as the pizza came. "What's the job?" Percy, Annabeth, Seth, and I took food. Percy and Seth snarfed their food, Annabeth and I were more polite with our eating than the boys. Mormo sighed.

"This." She said, handing me papers to look over. "Is the information on your target. He is a Half-Blood, I hope that won't be an issue." She said, I nodded.

"I'm flexible." I said, Annabeth shot me a look.

"Good. All the information is in there, and I caution you, this one may be harder to kill then usual."

"Oh?" I said. "Because unless he's Hercules, I can kill him." I said with a smile.

"It's just that. He's supposed to be dead."

"Aren't we all?"

"No, I mean…" she seemed to be searching for the right words. "He's been killed before."

"What? Is he a son of Hades?" Annabeth asked.

"Nope, but things are coming back to life, old things, things that shouldn't have been alive in the first place."

"What's his name?"

"Minor technicality, the things he did though… he was famous, he killed monsters and won prizes."

"But the name. What was his name?"

"You would know, boy. Wouldn't you? I mean, he was your older brother after all." Seth, and Percy looked up, unsure of whom she was talking to.

"Son of the sea. He was your brother, boy was he annoying, until that boat of his fell on him." I sat back in my seat. Annabeth's eyes were as wide as moons.

"Annabeth, Athenia. What is she talking about?" Percy asked.

"Who is she talking about?" Seth asked.

"Son of Poseidon, fiancée of Medea and Creusa, founder of the golden fleece—" Annabeth said dramatically, leaving me to say his name.

"Jason." We sat in silence. Then Seth nudged me.

"Are you going to eat that?" he asked pointing to the pizza slice on my plate, I gave it to him.