A/N: Geez, Guys, 11 reviews in less than a day. Goodness Gracious. I haven't finished the next chapter yet, but 10 reviews and I will do it as fast as I can.

This chapter is dedicated to TheWall1706, I'm glad you enjoyed Apollo's POV, it was a bit different for me as well!

Read and Review, and I'm sorry if it seems a little rushed or anything. I wrote it in the car, and my writing is sometimes a bit weird if I write in the car.

Hazel POV

Pulling Percy back from the brink of death was nerve-wracking to the extreme. She was so afraid she would lose him, that Percy would die. Her cousin, though he certainly felt more like a brother. She was afraid that Tartarus would be stronger than her and whatever Apollo was doing. But . . . it worked! Mostly. Percy was alive and awake, which was important. If he fell asleep any time soon, Tartarus could pull him back into the veil. Apollo, on the other hand, had lost his grip on consciousness very quickly. Artemis said that he would be okay, but he had exhausted his power trying to keep Tartarus from taking Percy and needed rest to rejuvenate.

Annabeth was helping Will to bandage the many bleeding wounds in Percy's skin, though she was mottled with ugly bruises caused by slight internal bleeding that the golden-haired medic had been able to stop with directions from Apollo. His father, apparently. Leo, Frank, Jason, and Piper ran through the large glass doors; Hazel had sent a messenger to find them as quickly as possible once she was sure Percy was relatively safe. She hadn't been sure she would be able to replicate what Panacea had had her do a few days ago. (Was it really only days? It felt like months at least, if not years.) But with Hecate's help, she had been able to wrap herself in the Mist and enter the veil to help Percy.

"How're you doing, my friend?" Jason asked Percy, who rolled pain-dulled eyes toward the son of Jupiter.

"Not dying," was the slow response. "We win?"

"Yeah," Jason said, kneeling down in front of Percy, who winced as the son of Apollo wrapped a bandage tightly around his left shoulder. "We won. And you look like you've gone through a meat grinder."

Percy smirked. "You're not wound-free yourself, Grace. Look like you got ran over by a truck."

Jason grinned. "Not too far from the truth. Apparently, there are Titans strong enough to throw vehicles at great speed into the air."

Nico sidled quietly up to Hazel. "Where've you been?" she asked. He gave her a rueful smile.

"I ah, I collapsed getting out of a cot. Rachel saw fit to strap me down to ensure I didn't hurt myself."

"Rachel?"

He nodded towards the red-head holding a bowl of water for Annabeth to wash Percy's wounds with. "Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Our Oracle; she was one of Percy's mortal friends."

"Ah." But she was distracted from her brother momentarily when a rather fierce-looking girl with short black hair, a tiara, and dressed all in black (though she did glitter gold with monster dust) marched through the door. Hazel was surprised out of her skull when the girl marched right up to Jason, and hugged him.

This surprised Hazel for two reasons. The first, was that Jason wasn't really the huggy type. The second, was that the girl didn't look like someone who liked hugs at all either. "Ow, ow, ow, Thalia, ow," Jason was gasping. "Need . . . to . . . bre . . .athe."

"Sorry, sorry," she said, pulling back. "I haven't seen my little brother in too long. I think I'm entitled to a hug." So this was Thalia Grace, Jason's long lost older sister. Actually, according to Jason, he was the one who had been lost. Then the girl turned to Percy. "Nice to see you alive, Perce." Percy grinned tiredly.

"Alive, yeah. Nice to see you too, Thalia." She eyed him critically.

"How did you manage to get that wounded?"

Percy didn't answer, and silence descended on the small group until Hazel decided she'd had enough. "Do you know about . . . well, about how they fell to Tartarus?" she asked Thalia. The girl nodded mutely.

"Well, Tartarus is a being as much as a place, and he can pull them and people physically close to them into the veil between life and death. There, he can cause them real harm, though he cannot kill them. For that, he'd have to drag them all the way through the veil and into death."

Thalia stared at her. "And you are?"

"Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto."

"Okay. Nice to meet you, Hazel."

"Thalia. How fare the Hunters?" This came from Dia-no, Artemis. She was in her Greek form.

"Elizabeth and Martha were wounded, my lady," Thalia said, with a promptness that almost seemed rehearsed. "But they should recover quickly. There were no other casualties in our ranks." Artemis nodded, looking relieved.

"All done," Will said, bringing their attention back down to where Percy sat, now fully bandaged.

"I feel like a mummy," he muttered. Indeed, though his shirt had been removed in order to wrap the injuries, the white cloth was wound around his chest and stomach, right and left shoulders, and his left knee, where his jeans had been cut to get at the wound that had gushed red.

"We should get everyone back to camp," Will said, ignoring his patient's complaint. "I think that everyone is well enough to be moved, and the mortals will be waking soon, I do believe." Hecate nodded in agreement.

"We shall make our way back to Olympus then," she said, and moved away towards the elevator. Artemis helped a groggy Apollo to his feet and followed. Hazel sat quietly with Nico, and watched one of the oddest and touching scene in her life. Athena approached Annabeth slowly, almost unsure of herself. Annabeth stood as she stopped.

"I, ah . . . I wish to apologize, my daughter. I am afraid that I was not quite myself when I last saw you." Annabeth's face was displaying an emotion that looked somewhere between sadness, anger, and confusion. "I said some things that . . ." Athena stopped to take a deep breath. "That I would not say were I in my right mind. I am very proud of you, Annabeth."

Then Annabeth hugged the goddess. There were a lot of surprising hugs going on. Athena seemed surprised for a moment, then her face softened, and she put her arms around her daughter. Percy's mouth fell open in a bit of surprise as well, before he realized it and his teeth clicked together as he closed it. Athena pulled back. "I shall see you soon, I think." She kissed Annabeth on the top of her head, a motherly gesture that had Hazel missing her own mother, the way she was before Hazel's gift truly manifested itself. Then, she left, helping Artemis to keep their brother upright.

Then, and oh the surprises kept mounting, Hazel thought that she may be desensitized to unexpected things, Poseidon was crouching down next to Percy. Hazel couldn't hear what he said, he spoke too quietly, but Percy smiled and nodded. Poseidon put his hand gently on Percy's bandaged shoulder, then stood and left as well, but not before nodding towards Hazel with a smile. The god's eyes told Hazel that he was thanking her for helping to save his son. She smiled and nodded. She had been glad to.

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