Triton's P.O.V.

It's been a few weeks since we've heard (and, by 'we', I mean the entire godly community... You won't believe how gossipers are they) of the failed attempt of kidnapping towards Calypso and everyone was on their best relaxed poses (not to mention the rumor that's going around that Apollo teamed up with Eris in a poor attempt to conquer his own Oracle's heart... He couldn't just hit rock bottom that nicely...)

I mean, I can't say that it was a bad plan, because that would be hypocritical of me, since half the gods kidnap people (most of the times, gods to women) for their selfish needs.

What it's kind of embarrassing is the fact that a little puny demigod that walks around with his tinker face could anticipated and created a perfect plan worthy of a son of Hephaestus! Heck, even Athena was impressed and that's something you can't do with ease.

Speaking of Athena...

"You're late" Nice greeting, by the way... I rolled my eyes at her, not even fuzzed about it.

"I had to escape the eye of Father..." I explained to her, though I didn't understand why I was giving her explanations about my whereabouts.

"He became quite controlling, does he?" she raised an eyebrow at me, asking. I agreed.

"Since he decided to have a new heir, he has me under the microscope to check I'm not doing anything out of line..."

"And yet, you still want to take revenge against your, um, half brother?"

"He's no brother of mine" I spatted at her. The mere thought that Perseus was somehow related to me made me nauseated. How can I be related to that guy?!

"Well, no matter what you think, I'll still continue with my plans of separating my daughter of him" she stated. For all I care, she can kill her own daughter if that's the only way to make Perseus suffer and keep them away. But Athena is too logical, too strategist for it. One hair out of place and she rules out the plan.

"And I want to show Father that I'm still suitable for being his heir, so I guess we can still help each other..."

"I still don't see the point of your plan..." she questioned me, in a thinking state "I don't see how that will affect or even discouraged my daughter of stop seeing him"

"Simple" I admitted, puffing my chest "Once I put my plan in action, the only way to return it or stop hurting will be for them to split up and the three will never see each other again"

"I still see many flaws in that plan..." she complained to me. I rolled my eyes once more.

"I haven't heard the great Athena to offer a plan so far, so I guess we'll stick to mine!" I accused her, knowing I hurt her ego. I gave so little if she was offended or not, she wasn't helping me.

"Oh, don't worry. Once this plan is over, we're trying one of mine, sending Perseus really far away..." she smirked and, for a split of a second, I felt sorry for Perseus for even got in Athena's way.

"I must return to my duties, since Father must be waiting for me..." I bowed at her, mockingly, of course.

"When will this plan be put in action?"

"Next week" I finished the conversation, returning from where I came. I was confident about my plan and I'd obtain the spot as heir as it was meant to be.

"Son" Mother's voice was the first thing that greeted me when I arrived back into the palace "We have a problem..."

"Mother, everywhere I turn, problems are what greet me" I groaned at her, but I didn't miss the stern look in her eyes.

"Do not use that tone on me, young man" she scolded me, as if I was 100 years "Heir or not, God or not, I'm still your Mother and you'll respect me and obey me"

"Mother, right now, I'm kind of busy planning my revenge towards that half brother of mine..." I knew that those words will calm her down a little. She hates Perseus and his mother as much as I do.

"That explains your suddenly disappearances..." she mumbled to herself, as explanation "Anyway, your Father had requested you in the throne room"

"What about it?"

"Something about a task for the throne" Mother was clueless about the request, but that gave me hope, since I was the only one in the palace. Maybe, it was my chance to get the throne, now that any of my sisters were around to stop me. I swam with confidence and a giant grin on my face.

Looks like this is my week...


Frank's P.O.V.

Things with Hazel were a little... rocky.

I know it sounds like a bad pun or joke, but it was the truth! After I explained to her what had happened to me, she was less wary towards me, though I could see she was in deep thought half the time. I sometimes caught phrases like 'How could I not noticed?' or 'I need to learn how to make the difference'. It broke my heart to see her like that.

Piper was no better. When Jason explained to her what happened to us, she understood right away and forgave him, but started to beat herself out and in the gym and every single place you could imagine. She once practiced until she passed out. If it wasn't for Clarisse and her 'wake up at dawn' training session with Chris, I'm sure we wouldn't know where was she.

"Frank?" Hazel called my attention, waving her hand in front of my face. I snapped of my thoughts and focused on her "Were you listening to me?"

"Sorry, Haze... My mind was somewhere else..." I admitted, leaning back in my chair. We were in the school library, in a free period, doing homework. Call us 'nerds', but after everything we've been through, we couldn't think about homework.

"You were thinking about Piper?" she asked, not a hint of jealousy in her voice. She was also worried about her, since Jason decided to skip classes to take care of her "That won't happen to me-"

"Haze, not because I want to fight, but that is already happening to you" I pointed out, surprising her "You think I don't hear your mumbles and your sneak out around the apartment at midnight? You walking in tiptoes at Lou's room to find her Mist-related books?"

"You noticed all that?" she raised an eyebrow, shocked that she was discovered. I nodded, my eyes focusing on my math homework. Gods, how much I hated math! "I thought you didn't care..." My head snapped up at her.

"Why wouldn't I care? Hazel, I did noticed those things, just like I can tell you how you curls your hands in you lap when you're nervous-" She stared at me, before placing her hands over the table "-or, when you get dimples in your cheeks when you're thinking about your favorite food..." By then, I was blushing firetruck style "I just thought you wanted some alone time to process and think about it..."

"Didn't you think I wanted you to interfere?" I rubbed my neck. Why are women so confusing?!

"Would you had forgive me if I did?"

"Um, eventually, I think..." she confessed, after thinking it for a while. I wanted to facepalm myself, but I kept strong "I feel like I'm not strong enough-"

"Just like we have a different definition for 'normal', we have another definition for 'strong'" I cut her "Hazel, you were dead, I repeat, dead for more than fifty years... And you didn't die because of a common cold or a cancer disease, you died to prevent the raise of a Giant!"

"It was what anyone would had done-"

"But, you're not anyone, Haze" I interrupted her "And, besides, when you were on trial in the Underworld, you forgot about Elysium and decided that your mother deserved a better destiny than what they wanted to give her and sacrificed your own!"

"It wasn't her fault-"

"And, yet, Nico found you and gave you another chance in life!" I didn't let her continue. I was on a roll like I've never been and I wanted to say a few truths about her "Hazel, you didn't came back to have a peaceful life, which would be consider a blessing by many in our, um, society for lack of a better term, you came back to face twelve giants and you did it with a smile in your face!"

"I wasn't smiling in happiness..." she muttered to herself.

"That doesn't matter" I stated, leaning over the table "Hazel Lavesque is the bravest and strongest girl I ever met and I'm proud to say she's my girlfriend" Both of us were blushing after my little speech, that even surprised me.

"Why you always think so highly of me?"

"Because is the truth... And, I won't risk for you to not know me again..."

"I'm sorry. I should had noticed..." she apologized, playing with her hands.

"I'm here now, and that's what matters..."


Dylan's P.O.V.

"I frankly don't understand you!" I shouted to my sister. We were arguing yet again why she left Megan alone in the apartment. Luckily for me, Megan had liked Reyna instantly and she was being look after by her in her apartment, claiming she had Ariel visiting as well. And Ariel and Megan were super close, so I gave in.

"What is it that you need to understand, Dylan?! I was gone for just one hour!" she argued back. I couldn't understand why this change with her. She was responsible and kind and a good mother and now... she goes to parties almost all week, she doesn't pay attention to Megan and brings strangers to the house.

"An hour that you couldn't let me know you left Megan alone!" I fired at her. Her vague answers were frustrating me even more than usual and getting me violent "You should had called me! So, I could be more calm-"

"So, that's what everything is about: YOU" she surprised me. I was so shocked, I was left speechless "Because, you can't stand that I have a life outside this dump or after my work-"

"Emma, this is not about that!" I cut her, amazed how she was pointing guilts on everyone but herself "This is about you, leaving your five-year-old daughter alone!" I tried to make her see reasons "Bringing guys that you don't know at the same place where your daughter plays with dolls... Who knows what could happen!"

"If you don't like the way I raise my daughter, you can just get out of my house" she snapped at me "Honestly, I should had kicked you out so long ago..."

"The only way I'm leaving this house is with Megan" I stated. Like Hell I was leaving her here if Emma kept behaving like this.

"You can take her too. Like Hell I care" That was the last drop. I glared at her and searched for my bags and a suitcase for Megan's clothes. I quickly shoved everything we two owned, including some of her favorite toys and books, because I didn't want Megan stepping again in this apartment, unless Emma reformed herself. I carried the three bags over my shoulder and was leaving the apartment, but not without making a final blow.

"What would Matt think about you raising his daughter like you are?" I left the question hanging in the air, sensing how my sister tensed at that name. Matt was Megan's father, but he was killed in a traffic accident, a few years ago. Megan doesn't remember him well, but she knows he loved her very much. I left the apartment, completely frustrated and walked aimlessly around the city, not wanting to reach destination yet.

Buzz buzz

I pulled out my phone and saw a text from Reyna.

From Rey: Dylan, where are you? Megan is worried...

I sighed and decided to answer to her.

To Rey: I'm at the park near your place. I need to talk...

Not even seconds later, I get an answer.

From Rey: On my way.

I didn't have to wait much for Reyna to find me. She was about to give me one of her lectures on punctuality and responsibility, but stopped when he saw my face. She sat next to me, her arms hugging mine and her head on my shoulder while I told her the whole story: I told her everything. She listened without interruptions.

"Is there any chance we can crash on yours?" I ended up saying, not sure if she would let me.

"We're gonna be crowded, but I'm sure they'll make room" she promised me, kissing my cheek "C'mon, Megan is worried about you..." I nodded, getting up and grabbing my stuff. We walked in silence, not needed to speak. When we reached the apartment, we heard squeaks and laughter and a lot of noises.

"Please, do it again!" Megan was skipping in her place, her face showing a tremendous joy, when I walked into the apartment. She was facing a girl with black hair and a blue dress.

"Pwease, Auntie Thesi!" Ariel was next to her, putting her puppy eyes to the girl, who I'm assuming is 'Thesi'. Suddenly, the water from the lemonade and the near by sink started to float around and they twirled around Thesi, creating figures and characters, as if they were telling a story. Thesi moved her hands and the figures changed forms and places.

That was the last thing I remember.


Jason's P.O.V.

I know that the fact that Reyna's new boyfriend just passed out after he caught Thesi infraganti, doing water tricks (and I know that saying 'new boyfriend' sounds like she has a boyfriend every week, but we all know Reyna and how loyal to the core she is, which refutes that theory) but I had one problem on my own.

I knocked on Piper's door gently, hoping she was asleep and not awake.

"C'mon in..." I heard from the other side. I sighed and walked in, being greet by the vision of Piper sat in her bed, reading peacefully. I sighed in relief this time and shower her a smile "Hey, Sparky..."

"You haven't called me 'Sparky' in a long time..." I recognized, chuckling and sitting next to her. She put down her book and I noticed she was reading a teen novel called 'The Host'.

"I feel like it's time to come back the old habits..." she explained, shrugging. I nodded and grabbed her hand "What was the whole commotion outside?"

"Dylan saw Thesi doing her tricks" She gasped, understanding perfectly what that sentence meant "Hazel already offered Reyna to bend the Mist over him and someone said you could charmspeak him, but Reyna rejected all the offers..."

"She wants him to know?" Piper was surprised at Reyna's decision, because she was very wary about her demigod life. And, even more about trusting a male. It took me like two years for her to trust me!

"Something about him knowing her completely, I don't know..." I shrugged "The point is that, if she never tell him about us, she could feel she was cheating on him by hiding a part of her life..."

"Like if I never told you about who my Dad is?" she raised an eyebrow, amused a little bit. I smirked at her a little.

"Beauty Queen, even if you never told me who your father was, I'm sure I'd had find out... eventually" I admitted to her, using her old nickname (or the nickname that she doesn't let Leo use on her) making her roll her eyes and smirk at me.

"That 'eventually' sounds to me that you'd had spent a lot of time as a private detective, then give up and hire a real private detective" she joked to me. I laughed because for one thing, it could be absolutely true (we'll never know) and it was funny "I know why you're here..." she surprised me, serious.

"You do?" I teased her, getting closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to me. She didn't fight it. In fact, she got comfortable against my chest "And, why am I here?"

"You're here to check on me" I sucked in a breath, trying to relax. It was half the truth, but she doesn't need to know that.

"Actually, I came here to ask you if you wanted to have a movie marathon with the girls" I told her the other half of the truth. She looked at me, a little surprise.

"Like a girls' day?"

"Exactly like a girls' day..." I assured her "Assuming that Reyna is distressful about what just happened and wants to not think..."

"She needs it more than me..." she mumbled under her breath. I raised her chin and kissed her cheek.

"You all need it, Pipes..." I argued a little with her "Let's call it an intervention of your daily lives..."

"The gods know we need it" she complained, closing her eyes.

"If you want to take a nap, you can..." She shook her head and looked at me.

"If I fall asleep, I feel like I'll lose you again..." So, that's what this is about...

"Piper McLean, you listen carefully to what I'm about to say, because I've never been more serious in my life so far" I made her face me, gently but stern at the same time. Her eyes were leaking in tears slowly and they were few, but I knew she was more scared than facing some Giants "I'd never leave you alone. If this happens again, gods forbid it, I'll always come back to you..."

"I know..." she whispered, while I wiped away her tears.

"I know it'll be hard, but I'll be by your side in every step"

"I'm not dying, you know" she chuckled a little. I chuckled with her, knowing she had her sense of humor back.

"I know..." I repeated, kissing her forehead "Mind getting to your girls' day a little late?"

"The girls wouldn't mind..."

"No, they won't"