Percy watched as Aurora wobbled on her legs. The infant had been standing on her own for the past few days. She was still trying to get used to standing, each attempt being longer before she inevitably fell on her butt.

Zoë sat next to Percy as Rory stopped wobbling for a moment. She put her arms out, beckoning Rory to come to her and Percy. Rory stared at her mother. Her wobble returned as she lifted a foot. With a monumental accomplishment within her grip, her foot came down in front of.

She promptly fell on her butt.

Percy and Zoë didn't care. Their daughter had just taken her first step. They were ecstatic. Zoë swept forward and swooped her daughter up, hugging her closely. Percy came up behind them and embraced them both.

"Her first step." Zoë said softly.

"Her first step." Percy repeated with the same softness.

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"I call this meeting to order." Leo said jokingly.

"Leo, this isn't a laughing matter." Piper chastised.

"Sure, it is. We're gathered to talk about the constant noises coming from the love bird's room. We're talking about a couple having sex so good, that their moans keep us up at night. What's there not to laugh about?"

Hazel's cheeks flushed red. She buried her hands in her face to hide.

"Piper's right. This is serious. We need to sleep, otherwise we'll get sleep deprived, and that will kill us. Provided that Gaia and her minions don't do it first." Jason said.

"I just think it's funny that when we got back from the lake, Percy went back to their room. But this morning, I found them downstairs, in the stables." Leo said.

"What?" Frank asked.

"Explain from the top, Leo." Jason said. "So that way we're all on the same page."

Leo leaned back in his chair. "So, I was in my room, sleeping, right? I wake up to the sound of a high-pitched squeal. Now, naturally, I assume that there's something wrong with the engine. Just made some repairs, and I'm not finished, it seemed inevitable that something would go wrong. So, I make my way downstairs, and I'm walking through the deck, when I hear the squealing get louder."

Hazel had just peeked out from her hands, only to cover them again.

"I pass by the stables and continue down the hall to the engine room. But as I get closer, the noise fades away. So, I backpedal and follow the sound. It got loudest around the doors to the stables, so obviously, I opened the door. And I was immediately met with the sight of Percy, butt ass naked, fucking Zoë over one of the horse stable doors! But like I said earlier, when we got back, he went straight to his room. This means that they moved!"

"Thank you, Leo. For your in-depth explanation."

Leo mockingly bowed. "I live to serve."

"Anyways, we have to do something about this." Jason said. "This could lead to bigger problems."

"What could we do? Like, realistically?" Frank asked. "They're both angels who are leagues of power above us. They could incinerate the ship with a single thought. He wouldn't feel bad about it either. I mean, he killed me to accomplish his goal. Who's to say he won't do more if he doesn't like what we ask him to do?"

"Let's be honest, them two could probably solve this entire problem without us. They don't need us. Honestly, we're probably just here for formalities sake."

"You're right." Percy's voice came from the doorway. He was fully dressed, something the entire room was glad about. He had a cigarette in his hand. "The Fates have changed the future. From the moment I got involved with the Greek world." Percy walked into the room and took a seat at the head of the table. He threw his legs up on the table and leaned back. His wings were spread behind him. A light shone above him, giving him the illusion of shining.

"What do you mean?" Piper asked.

"The Fates operate under God. My Father God, not your gods. They peek over his shoulder and glimpse at his plan, and then guide you to his end goal. They do not weave the future but enforce it. But dear old Dad doesn't plan every small detail. And the fates operate there." Percy took a drag on his cigarette. "For forever, Dad has kept his plan in motion, leading to the apocalypse, and his eventual retirement. But then I left Hell, permanently. And that isn't part of his plan. I never was supposed to leave. I was supposed to stay there. My rebellion was never protesting the creation of humanity but refusing to follow orders."

"And how does this go back to the Fates changing the future?" Jason asked.

"I was never supposed to be on this quest. It should've been two other demigods. But in me interfering all those years ago, it created a butterfly effect, leading to Gaia kidnapping my daughter, and thus, putting me here. They had to change the future to make this work, otherwise there would be a calamity, and the Fates know that they can't stand against me. And so, they submit."

The room was quiet for a good few minutes, until Hazel spoke up. "I thought you said you were always going to be here. Back at Frank's grandma's house."

"I was wrong. One of the few times."

The room was still silent. "Have you come to an agreement?" Percy asked.

"About what?" Leo asked.

"About what you're going to ask me to do about my activities."

They all shook their heads.

"I'll soundproof the room. How's that?" Percy asked.

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Piper found herself underground. There were shelves of props everywhere. Rubber swords, costumes, and explosives sat in groups around the room. An elevator in the middle of the room came down from above, allowing light into the room. A very tall humanoid stood on the platform.

The humanoid was about twelve feet tall, maybe. Piper wasn't sure. How did anybody correctly guess measurements? He had two green, yellow-eyed snakes for legs. His purple hair was braided with coins that glittered in the sunlight.

The platform reached the bottom of the room. The humanoid stepped off. "Otis." He growled.

Another humanoid, who looked just like the first, the only difference being his hair color, which was green, stepped into view. "Yes, brother?" His voice rumbled.

"I thought I told you, no ballet in the set list."

"I thought your set list was a little lackluster and needed some dancing to spice it up."

"The destruction of Rome… lackluster." The first humanoid said, like he was having a hard time believing what he had just heard.

"Yes, Ephialtes. Lackluster."

Ephialtes took a step back. "I have planned gladiators, explosions, the killing of the infamous Seven, and you call it lackluster. As if you truly even know what the word means."

"How do you even know that Seven are coming anyway?"

Ephialtes turned and walked over to a shelf. Piper couldn't see what he was doing, until he turned around with a pithos in his hand. "Because we have War. And Lucifer is going to want him freed before he suffocates in… Now three days."

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The sound of a thud above deck drove everyone awake. They actually got a good night of rest after Percy soundproofed the room. How he did it, they had no idea, but they didn't hear a single thing.

Jason was the first to arrive on deck, and he was met with the sight of a man with dark skin and gray wings holding a toddler. "I am looking for Percy." He told Jason.

"I'm right here, brother." Percy said. Zoë stood next to him.

"Uncle Percy!" The toddler in Amenadiel's arms leaped out of them and ran to Percy, hugging the archangel's knees.

"Hey, Charlie!" Percy picked up his nephew. "How are you doing, bud?"

"I'm great! Daddy took me flying, and we touched the clouds!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"That's cool!"

Then Charlie noticed Zoë. "Auntie Zoë!"

Charlie got passed to Zoë. "You have wings now!" Charlie noted.

Zoë nodded. "They look badass, huh?"

"Zoë." Amenadiel chastised.

"Keep that between you and me." Zoë whispered in Charlie's ear.

"I want wings." Charlie pouted.

Zoë shrugged. "Maybe you'll get them, who knows?"

"So why are you here, Amenadiel?" Percy asked, leaving the aunt and nephew to talk.

"Heard you were in town, decided to drop by. Then I heard Rory was captured, and now I'm to see how you're doing."

"We're holding up. Ready to kick Gaia's ass."

"Yeah. Hey, Father's pretty worried, but he won't say why. You know anything about that?"

"The horsemen were captured. He wanted to keep it hush hush. He's asked me to free them. It just so happened that that seemed to coincide with rescuing Rory. It's crazy how things are interconnected like that."

"Father wanted to keep this quiet?"

"Yeah. I think he's afraid. With Michael gone, only he had the Demiurge, and his whole plan to retire is in jeopardy, since no one will be able to take over when he's gone. When the dust settles, it's just going to be Heaven and the angels, and Hell and its demons. With my creation, of course."

"Could Father create a new one of us, one with the demiurge power?"

Percy seemed to think about it. "I'm sure he could. But Michael was corrupt. He might not want to try."

Amenadiel sighed. "Maybe Father isn't as perfect as we thought he was."

Percy gasped. "Is that blasphemy, brother? I am shocked!"

"Forget it brother. I must take my leave now. I wish you luck in your quest."

"Thank you, Amenadiel."

"Anytime." Amenadiel turned towards his child. "Charlie, want to touch the clouds again?"

Charlie ran to his father. "Yes!"

Amenadiel picked up Charlie and spread his wings.

Percy turned to the gathered seven, who had been watching the entire thing. "Leo, set course for Rome, we need to get there quickly."

A/N. Hey everyone. Now, don't get mad that it's been over a month, I just haven't had a lot of motivation for this story. Mix that with the fact that meetings are a really hard thing to write, it was practically a guarantee this chapter was going to take forever.

I hope you enjoyed the interaction between Amenadiel and his son, and Percy and Zoë. I wanted to give the vibe that they were all friendly with each other and everything. Also, if you're wondering why Charlie is like, two, and Rory is a couple of thousands of years old, it's because Charlie was raised in this universe, while Rory was raised in Percy's.

Thoughts?