Hey guys! So this is where you meet Toby! Alive and well! So here it is! The chapter you've all been waiting for!

Hannah Grace

Piper looks around at all of us, astounded.

"Okay, you may go," Chiron dismisses us. I run straight to Piper.

"Oh my gosh," I say. "You're wearing make-up. Wow. I would hate that." I'm obviously not helping much. Jason comes over with a blanket.

"You must be cold," he says, draping it over her shoulders.

"Thanks," she mutters.

"I think I'll go now," I say, leaving the two alone. Besides, I've got things to figure out.

I begin to walk towards my cabin, but here someone yelling my name from behind me.

"Hannah Grace!" Chiron's voice shouts over the chatter.

"Yes?" I ask, finding him with Rachel, still asleep on the floor.

"I need to talk to you about that… earthquake you caused," he says, looking at me questioningly.

"I have no idea how I did that. It kind of hurt, actually. Was that a Poseidon thing, or a Hera thing, or a completely irrelevant thing?" I ask.

"I- I'm still working on that." He looks at me like he looked at Jason when he started speaking Latin.

"Am I- Am I supposed to be here?"

"I'm not sure," he says after a moment of intense thought.

Out of the blue I remember the weird flashback I had. "Chiron, I need-"

"I'm sorry, Miss Fredrickson. I have places to be," he excuses himself. Well. Thanks.

I make my way to my cabin. I've got to go back. Back to the day Toby died. But when? And how?

Deep in thought, I bump into the person in front of me.

"Hey, watch where you're going!" he yells as he turns around to see me. I'm face to face with Ryan Montgomery, son of Nemesis. Ugh. He's got the biggest crush on me. He started stalking me during classes last month. When he notices it's me, he quickly goes to cover his tracks. "Oh, I'm sorry, Hannah Grace. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm so sorry!"

"I'd better be going," I tell him. "See you."

"Don't leave yet!" he says.

I sigh. "Why? I don't want to miss curfew."

"Well, me neither, but can't we talk? I could walk you to your cabin."

"Fine." We walk in silence.

"So…" he says, trying to strike up a conversation. "How's the search for your brother going?"

"If it was going well, he'd be here, now wouldn't he?"

"I… I guess."

"Goodbye, Ryan," I say, stepping into my cabin. He grabs my wrist, hard. I cry out as he twists it backwards.

"Why won't you talk to me?" he demands. "What's so good about you're precious son of Hades?"

"Let go of me, Ryan," I say, as calmly as I'm able, "or you will regret it." I can't pull my ring off my finger because he's gripping my left wrist and it's on my right hand.

"Why? Am I just not good enough for you, or something?" He twists my arm completely behind my back. I yelp in pain. I try to kick him, but it doesn't make much of a difference. The fifteen year old will not budge.

"Help!" I scream as loud as I can. "He-" He covers my mouth. I try to bite him, but can't make contact.

"What is so wrong with me? Why do you like that ignorant, idiotic kid? What's he got that I don't?"

Let's see. A sense of personal space. Respect. And no perverted mind.

Is anyone going to notice what's going on over here?

Piper

Jason walks me to the Aphrodite cabin. I don't know what to say, but I'm trying to keep this embarrassingly low V-neck a little higher. I hear a cry for help. I rush towards the sound to find Hannah Grace being abducted by some other camper. He's got her hand behind her back at an awful angle, his hand over her mouth. She tries to kick him over, but he doesn't move. In one swift motion, he wraps his arm around her while keeping her arm unmovable. He lifts her off the ground.

"Hey!" I shout. "Let go of her!" I run to them and try to force him to let her go, but he's much stronger than me. He easily smacks me away with the hand he had over Hannah Grace's mouth. Jason charges the boy and punches him across the face.

"Get away from her!" he shouts as the teenager falls. Hannah Grace sinks to the ground and holds her arm at an awkward angle. I rush to her.

"Are you okay?" I ask her, before seeing that she's obviously not. Her arm is probably sprained, if not broken.

"I- I will be," she says, her voice dripping with pain.

"Jason!" I say. He's still wrestling with the guy who assaulted Hannah Grace. "Jason, we need to get her to the infirmary!" He punches him one more time, and he's unconscious.

"We'd better take him, too," he says, lifting up the burly teenager. I help Hannah Grace up by her uninjured arm. "So who is this guy we just saved you from?" Jason asks her, struggling under the other boy's weight.

"That's Ryan Montgomery," she says. "Son of Nemesis. He's had a crush on me since I arrived. He didn't do anything while Nico and Percy were around, but he'd been stalking me. He really freaks me out."

"I'd hope so," I say, "considering he just tried to rape you."

"Can I punch him a few times?" she asks, trying to be funny, but it doesn't work through her hurting voice.

"How about when you're arm is better?" I say.

"You could take me to the lake. That would heal me."

"No, let's go to Chiron first," Jason says, trying to open the door. He can't, so he lets Montgomery fall to the floor. "What?" he says when I glare in his direction.

"Ah!" Hannah Grace cries as her arm hits the door.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I say moving over a little bit.

"It's okay," she reassures me. "It wasn't your fault."

She points the way to Chiron's room in the back. Jason goes back out to get Montgomery, still unconscious. He unceremoniously throws him on the couch and comes to Hannah Grace's other side, carefully sliding his arm under hers.

"Chiron!" I shout as I kick at the door. He comes to the door, and seeing our current situation directs us to the living room. He looks at Ryan on the couch.

"What a nice mess you have gotten yourselves into," Chiron says. "So what happened?"

"Well," Hannah Grace says, "it's a nice long story."

"Might as well get comfortable," I say.

Hannah Grace explains what happened, and by the end, Chiron is looking at Ryan in disgust. He heals Hannah Grace's arm, and Montgomery regains consciousness.

"What happened?" he asks, rubbing his eyes.

"You became the camp's biggest jerk," Hannah Grace says. Now that her arm is healed, she's ready to get back at him. She pulls her ring off her finger, and her sword grows to full size in her hand. "If you ever try anything like that again… You don't want to know what I'll do. And that's after I set Percy and Nico after you." Ryan looks scared for a minute, but then seems to remember that she's only thirteen, maybe fourteen.

"You don't scare me," he says. "Where is your big bad brother? And your little boyfriend? They aren't here, are they? What are they gonna do, huh?"

"Shut up!" she screams. "You shouldn't be scared of what they'll do. At this point you should be scared of what I will do." She puts her sword to his neck.

"And of what I will do," Jason says, also drawing his sword. That seems to scare him. "You touch her again, you'll be running from me, Percy, Nico, and Hannah Grace. So watch yourself." He doesn't even know Hannah Grace, and I smile. That's the Jason I know. Or that I think I know. My smile fades.

"And I'll be behind all of them," I say. "I can do things you can't even imagine." I put force behind my words, and his face turns a ghostly white. Cool. Jason gives me a questioning look.

"Now, all of you, to your cabins," Chiron says. I walk with Hannah Grace and Jason to my cabin.

"See you guys tomorrow," I say. I walk in my cabin with a smile on my face.

Hannah Grace

Jason takes me to my cabin. "Stay safe, okay?" he says. He's starting to act like an older brother. It's a good feeling to know I'll always have someone watching out for me.

"Okay, I will. Good night, Jason. Good luck on your quest, in case I don't see you before you leave," I say, moving towards the door.

"Good luck to you, too. With your brother, and Nico, and whatever it was Hera told you." He gives me a half-hearted smile. "If we're lucky, we'll all come back alive." I smile back.

"Yeah. Let's hope we're lucky."

"Good night, Hannah Grace." He walks in the direction of the Zeus cabin. I hurry into my cabin, and grab my necklace. I begin to put it on, but stop myself. I've no idea what this will do. What if it kills me? That's just a chance I will have to take. I quickly pull it over my head, and think about the day Toby died. In a whoosh and a whirl, I'm thrown into complete darkness. This is much worse than shadow travel, because Nico's not here to hold me. I begin to hyperventilate. I'm waiting for something to jump out and kill me. Out of nowhere I'm falling to the ground. I stand and observe my surroundings. This is… This is my old home. The home we lived in before Toby passed. I'm standing in my old living room. And I see- is that me? Yes, that's nine year old me, playing with Toby in the kitchen. And there's mom, making dinner. I rush to hide so no one will see me. Who knows what kind of affect that could have on a little kid, seeing your future self? I'm pretty sure Little Me would freak out. Toby would be curious, and he would be happy to be my friend. I smile watching them color in a Veggie Tales coloring book. Mark comes down the stairs into the kitchen and kisses my mom. He glares at me and Toby acting like regular children. A scowl covers my face. So how am I supposed to save Toby? And what has this got to do with Nico?

"Hey, Mommy?" nine year old me says.

"Yes, sweetheart?" my mother answers.

"Can I go outside to play in the woods?"

"Of course, honey. Stay away from the poison ivy, okay?"

"Okay! Can Toby come?"

"No, he's got to take a nap not very long from now. You go ahead, but be back here in half an hour, alright?"

"Okay, Mommy," my younger counterpart says jumping up from the table, and running in my direction towards the front door. I duck to hide behind the couch as she races through the living room and outside. So what do I need to do? What can I change?

I think about what I experienced on this day, running from the woods to find the house burning down. What started the fire, anyways? And why didn't anyone ever tell me?

"Breanna!" I hear from the kitchen.

"Yes, Mark, dear?" my mother says, coming back into the room after putting Toby down for a nap. I peek around the corner of the wall.

"Why do we keep kidding ourselves?"

"What do you mean?"

"About us. We aren't in love. We both know you've only agreed to marry me for your kids. You think they need a father figure. But I never wanted to be a father. I'm in love with you, but you're not in love with me. That much is obvious. Your kids hate me."

"That's not true! I love you." My mother goes to him and kisses him on the lips. Gross.

"Do you? Do you really?" He looks into her eyes lovingly. This guy really loves my mom. But he's not worth it. At least, I don't think so. Maybe it's worth it for her. But I don't know how, or why.

"Yes," she barely whispers. Then a lightning bolt rips through the kitchen through the stove. Zeus. My mom is thrown clear back, with a few nice looking burns.

"Breanna!" Mark yells as he encircles his arms around her waist and pulls her back.

"Let go of me!" she screams. I've got to save my baby! My little boy!" Mark just pulls her out the door. I duck behind the couch once again. When they exit the building, I jump up and run to my little brother's room. There he is, asleep. Looking so peaceful. I smile down at him. Then I remember. There's a fire in the kitchen. I scoop him up and rush out the door. The fire's only gotten bigger. Okay, now to put this out. I feel a painful pull in my gut as I make water shoot from the sink. But it doesn't. The water never comes. Okay, weird. But I can't think about it right now. I rush out the door with my little brother in my arms. Just as I get out the door, the stove explodes, setting the first floor on fire. The impact knocks me down, and I shield Toby with my body, who awakens. Fortunately for me, Toby trusts everyone and anyone.

"Hi," he says. "I'm Toby. What's your name?" Hearing him speak again almost makes me cry.

"My name isn't important. The important part is that you're alive," I tell him. I can't leave him here. Then my entire past would be changed, and I probably wouldn't be the same person I am today. So I decide to let my family think he died. I know, it sounds cruel. But I don't want to change that part of history. So I use my Hera powers to make him invisible to everyone but me. Don't ask me how I know I can do that. But I do. "Now, I've got a fire to put out. Stay there."

I try to summon water to put out the growing fire, but I find that I can't. The water won't obey me. I try harder, and harder, but it doesn't work. The house is consumed as I stand by and watch. The fire department shows up, and I decide it's time to disappear. I run towards the woods, pulling Toby behind me. I pass my younger self. She stares at me in awe. "Who-" She obviously thinks better of it. She instead says, "What's happened?"

"Nothing," I say, running on. As I reach the end of the woods, I look back on my family, and at the little boy holding my hand. My mother's crying. She will think Toby didn't survive. And I'll grow up believing my brother is dead. But he isn't anymore. The rest of the house collapses as I turn and run into the woods. I hear an explosion behind me. Tomorrow it will be all over the news. "Boy Is Incinerated In Household Fire." This almost makes me stop and take Toby back. But I can't. They can't know he's alive. It will change the future. I can't do that. Who knows what problems it would cause. Who knows if the person I know as me would even exist. My knowledge of the woods I grew up around lets me know where to go. I run towards the west. There's a lake about a half a mile that way. Toby doesn't let go of my hand.

"So who are you?" he asks. Hey, I never said he was stupid. Just very trusting, that's all.

"Hannah Grace," I say with a sigh.

"Hey!" he says. "That's my sister's name!"

"Yes, it is."

"So do you know my sister?"

"Yes. I am your sister." There's no other way to tell him, so I decide to do it now.

"No, my sister's back there! Back at the house." He points in that direction.

"You're right. But she's me. We're the same person. I'm from the future. I've come to save you."

"Save me? From what?" He's not stupid, but he understands this a lot better than I thought I would.

"If I hadn't come back to this day, you would be dead. I grew up, but you were dead."

"Dead? So you saved my life, right?"

"Yep. And you're going to come back to the future with me, and you'll grow up there, okay?"

"Okay, sissy." He's very smart, see?

"But first, we've got to find my friend."

"Who?"

"His name's Nico." We've reached the lake, and I sit for a moment to think. Where could Nico be, and why would he be here? "Hey, want to see something?" I ask Toby.

"Sure!" I make the water rise up out of the lake and it forms loop-dee-loops through the sky. So now all of a sudden it works.

"Whoa!" he says. "That's awesome!"

"Want to know something?"

"What?"

"You can do that, too."

"Really?"

"Yeah," I say. "Just will the water to do what you want."

He concentrates for a minute, with his eyes closed. When he opens them again, the water moves around in circles, but collapses quickly.

"Not bad, if I do say so myself." I've got a lot of time to make up with my little brother, who should have died not ten minutes before now. I smile. I did it. I saved my little brother.

There it is! You've met Toby, four year old genious!