Edit: The original draft of this chapter was missing a minor detail that was an important part of Dinah's character introduction.

Groaning, Percy leaned back in his chair, rubbing tiredly at his eyes. He had been staring at paperwork for the last three hours, and while he had put s serious dent in it, there was still a stack left to be done. Next to him, he heard his partner groan and begin shuffling papers of her own. Seeing her stand up, he asked,

"You calling it?"

She nodded, checking her watch, "I got a date in half an hour and honestly," she looked banefully at the stack of papers and reports, "We can get the rest of this taken care of in the morning."

Percy nodded, "I uh, I think I'm going to stick around for a few minutes, try and hammer through the penthouse papers before I turn in. Meet up for breakfast tomorrow? Establish a battle plan?" he asked,

She nodded and smiled, "There's a cop diner a block from here called Mulley's, be there at seven?"

"Sounds good," he smiled back, turning back to his paperwork, "And have fun tonight, don't do anyone I wouldn't"

"Don't you mean anything?" she laughed over shoulder,

"I know what I said," he shot back, and her laugh carried her out of the station.

He only lasted another thirty minutes before he finally had to call it in. Checking his watch, he got up, collected his things before shutting his monitor and station light off. Stopping briefly at the station desk he greeted the night-shift sergeant, "Hey there," he said, extending a hand out and briefly shaking the woman's hand, "Detective Percy Jackson, I just transferred in from Metropolis."

The sergeant, a pretty redhead with deep green eyes and a sporting of freckles, smiled back at him, "Officer Mullens, pleasure to meet you detective,"

He retracted his hand of shake and waved a hand vaguely behind him, "So this is literally my first day in Gotham and I'm still trying to get a lay of the land so to speak, any good gyms in the area?" he asked, he'd had to make do with his apartment's gym that morning and the facility hadn't had any free weights or bags. While he was never one to shirk off his cardio, running alone wouldn't keep him in fighting shape.

She frowned in thought and sat back a little in her chair, "Closest is 'hard knocks' but um…you probably want to stay away from there," she said thoughtfully, furrowing his brow Percy asked why and the Mullens grew a little sheepish, "They're not the friendliest towards us blue backs." she said, "Oh, but Wildcat Gym is just a few blocks from here. My father is a friend of Ted's, the owner, he's good people. Former boxer, has a good setup, just let him know I sent you, he'll hook you up." she said, smiling brightly,

Percy flashed her a charming smile, "Thanks officer-"

"Anna" she cut across him, blushing slightly,

Chuckling, Percy amended, "Thanks Anna, I appreciate it." he tapped her desk and turned around, "Have a good night,"

"Good night detective," she called out,

Percy smiled over his shoulder, "My friends call me Percy," and he opened the door to the cool autumn evening.

BREAK

The gym was a little run down, an older building built into the lower level of an older and vacated office building. Percy hoisted his gym bag a little higher onto his shoulder as he stepped in. There was a small desk in what was supposed to be a pseudo waiting area. There was an older man behind the counter, in his late sixties with patchwork graying hair, and a spattering of facial hair. Looking down at his arms, Percy caught sight of the globe shaped tattoo on the man's forearm,

He was slouched back in his chair, mouth agape, and snoring lightly with a copy of 'Military Heritage', propped up in his lap. Smirking, Percy slouched against the counter. Raising his hand he slammed it heavily against the counter. The loud smack jerked the aging man out of his sleep. Choking lightly on his own spit, he sat upright sputtering.

"Getting some rack in, old-timer?" he asked cheekily, placing an elbow on the desk.

The man just glared at him, "Something I can help you with, you uppity little shit." the man asked, glowering as he restated himself,

Percy just laughed, "Relax jarhead, I'm just teasing you. I just moved into the city and the gym at my apartment leaves a lot to be desired. I asked around the office and Anna Mullens suggested this place; told me you knew your shit."

A happy smile spread across the older man's face, the creases along his forehead relaxing as he did so, "Oh, little Annie," he said fondly, "You're a cop then," he said as he stared at Percy, before his gaze drifted downward at the small tattoo on the underside of Percy's wrist. The man's eyes narrowed in thought for a moment before they lit up in recognition. Looking back up at Percy with a new understanding in his eyes, he reached out a hand, "Staff Sergeant Ted Grant, Marines." he said,

Gripping the man's hand tightly, Percy smiled back at him knowingly, "Chief Petty Officer Percy Jackson, Navy."

"How long were you in, Frogman?" and Percy raised a brow at the slang,

"Four tours." he said simply, "You?"

"I was in from '68-73', Vietnam." Ted said,

"That was some terrible business," Percy remarked,

"That it was, but I didn't have much of a choice, got drafted out of high school. Why'd you sign up?" Ted asked,

Percy shrugged, a flurry of emotions passing over him as he became awash in memory, "I was…lost for a while; a ship without a rudder you know, just kind of sitting around not doing anything. Happened to have a run in with a recruiter; one thing led to another and I found myself on the way to Coronado for BUD/S." Percy paused, looking down at his feet as he avoided Ted's gaze, "I found purpose in what I was doing you know? When I was over there, I don't know it was just like…" he trailed off, unsure how to explain it,

"It was like life became simpler right?" Ted supplied, and Percy looked up at him, "Over there, it's just you and your buddies. You don't have to worry about rent, or gossip or any of the other bull shit drama that comes with civilian life. It all just becomes you and your buddies, and making sure everyone comes home with as many pieces as they got there with."

Percy nodded at him, "Yeah…something like that." Percy said, and they lapsed into companionable silence for a bit, both men equally lost in their own memories. Finally, Percy asked, "How'd you know I was in the Teams?" he asked,

Ted just pointed at Percy's tattoo, a little red seal splashing in the water, "I ran around with some UDT boys in the bush. Some real cowboys."

Percy just chuckled, "Not a lot has changed if I'm honest,"

Ted joined in the laughter, "I would sure as hell hope not," he jerked a thumb over to the gym, pointing over to a doorway just passed the desk, "Lockers are through there, weights are behind the ring." he said, gesturing to each location as he spoke, bags are around the corner and if you want to use the ring just let me know."

Percy just nodded to the man, before inquiring about price for a membership, "twenty-five bucks a month or two fifty for the year."

Percy quirked an eyebrow, "I know math isn't exactly paramount for jarheads but just so you know, twenty-five times twelve is three hundred."

Ted just glared at him, but there was no heat behind it. "If you must know smartass, that two-fifty is going to more than cover the cost of keeping things moving in here. Just consider it an incentive to give me the cash up front, rather than paying it monthly. Most gyms do it."

Percy just laughed as he fished his wallet out, He slapped three hundred's on the desk, "For the year-long membership," he said, before he grabbed another two hundred and laid it next to the other bills,

Ted eyed the bills, before he eyed Percy, "Now who's bad at math?" he asked, not touching the money.

Percy just stared at him, "Consider it a tip." Percy said, his tone becoming a little more serious, "In case your eyesight starts go a little," Ted was thoroughly confused by that statement so Percy explained, "You're getting up there old timer, eyes aren't quite what they used to be. So if you see me lifting a lot more weight than should be possible…" he trailed off and understanding flashed through the older man's eyes, along with an undercurrent of something else.

Nodding slightly, the veteran picked the cash off the table, before stuffing it in a drawer below the desk, "That's right son, forgot for a second. Memory must be going too." He eyed Percy seriously and nodded in understanding at the young man, "Along with my eyesight."

Percy just smiled before tapping the desk, and turning towards the locker room.

Changing out of his work clothes, Percy threw on a pair of gym shorts and a sleeveless hoodie. Pulling on an armband to his bicep, he slipped his phone into the sleeve and popped his earbuds in. Cranking his music, Percy walked back out of the locker room and headed towards the free weights in the back, fully intending to vent his frustrations on the case through the workout.

BREAK

"Why are we here again?" Artemis groaned, as she lugged her gym bag over her shoulder.

Dinah just gave her a reassuring smile, "Is it so wrong that I wanted to spend some time with you?" she asked, as she threw an arm around the younger girl's shoulders. "There's been a lot of testosterone being thrown around the cave recently and I just figured that, you know, some girl time would do you some good."

Artemis gave her a skeptical look, "Then why isn't M'gann here?" she asked,

Dinah adopted a bit of a sheepish expression as the pair crossed across the fairly empty street, "She's very sweet but, um…" she trailed off, not quite sure how to say what she was thinking.

"She's getting on your nerves, isn't she?" Artemis asked, she was feeling the same way. She loved the girl, she was nice and had been more than welcoming which was more than Artemis could say for other members of their little team, but the Martian had a bad habit of hovering. Figuratively, not literally. Sometimes Artemis just wanted to spend some time alone training but with M'gann…everything had to be a bonding experience.

It was getting a little exhausting, and truth be told, Artemis was actually kind of thankful to be getting out of the cave.

"Not the word I would use." Dinah said as they stepped up onto the sidewalk and began walking down towards the old gym, "But if I have to listen her mix for her tryout one more time, I think I might break the cave's sound system."

Artemis laughed, her friend had been getting ready for a tryout for the Happy Harbor High School cheerleading team and was spending an inordinate amount of time practicing her routine in the training space. Which meant she had been playing the tryout music in the cave at every available moment, every day, for the last eight days.

If Artemis never heard those songs again for the rest of her life, it would be too soon.

"And besides," Dinah was saying, "After everything that has been happening with Red and the team…" she trailed off for a second as she tried to find the right words, "I just figured that you might need a bit of an escape is all. Just some time away, you know, just us ladies."

This time, Artemis looked away. Things with the team had been better after that whole fiasco with the brain in a jar. But things were still pretty tense around the cave. They didn't know what was going on with Red Tornado or with the other androids, and Artemis was still feeling shaky around her teammates. She had just been starting to trust them when Aqualad dropped that bombshell about the mole. Instead of addressing these issues, Artemis deflected the conversation.

"Still doesn't explain why we had to come all the way to Gotham." she probed her older instructor, "Don't you live in Star City? And what's with the wig?"

Dinah's features hardened a bit, "I moved" she said shortly, and the tone of her voice indicated that she would prefer it if the matter was dropped. But Artemis wasn't about to do that. Whatever was going on there, sounded good, so she probed a little more,

"Trouble in paradise with my…uncle?" she asked, a little too innocently because Dinah just glared at her,

"Not that it's any business of you kids," and she stressed the kids because Dinah knew that it pissed off all of the teenagers when the older leaguers brought up their ages as a talking point, "But Oliver and I are having a bit of a rough patch right now." She scowled and her grip on Artemis' shoulder tightened. But the moment passed quickly and the older woman blew out an annoyed sigh, "But, what better way to vent frustrations, than by hitting things. Specifically, you trying to hit me."

"Fair enough," Artemis grumbled, "But seriously, what's with the wig?"

Dinah subconsciously ran a hand through the dark raven locks on top of her head, she hated the damn things, but considering she had never worn a mask during her time as hero, she needed to do something to conceal her identity, so she explained as much to the young woman.

"That's stupid, but whatever," Artemis said under her breath. Dinah chose not to respond.

Stopping short in front of an old office building, Dinah pulled the door open, and ushered the young archer before she could say anything in protest.

"Ted, you old bat, you better not be sleeping at the desk again." Dinah announced loudly as she walked in behind Artemis.

There was some loud laughter from behind the desk before Ted Grant stood up from his seat to pull his wayward pupil into a tight hug that she gladly returned.

"What the hell are you doin' back in Gotham little bird?" Ted said pulling away from her and leaning back against the desk. Then his eyes darted to Artemis and he quirked a quizzical brow, "You uh…taking on a new partner?" he asked warily, trying to dance around the topic of his pseudo-daughter's other profession.

Dinah laughed, before shaking her head, "It's ok Ted, she one of us. And to answer your question, no, she's not mine. The league has-" she was cut off quickly as Ted shushed her, before pointing surreptitiously with a finger to the back corner of the gym. Dinah and Artemis both quickly glanced over to see a man in his late-twenties deadlifting an absurd amount of weight. The bar was holding the maximum number of forty-five pound weights on each side of the bar. Which should have been impossible for an ordinary person to lift.

Although, judging by the sheer size of the man, perhaps not. Dinah's eyes narrowed in suspicion, but Ted was quick to assuage her concerns. "I already checked," he said quietly, "He's not in any database as a known bad guy, or a hero. But still…" he trailed off and Dinah nodded her head, filing the information away to talk with her former teacher again later.

"Right…" she said softly, looking back over at the man, who was in the process of completing his next set. Blinking twice in rapid succession, Dinah activated the camera in the league issued surveillance contacts she took to wearing at all times. Selecting the camera function, she snapped off a few quick photos to run against the league database at a later time.

Turning the camera off, she turned her attention back to Ted, speaking more quietly this time, she said, "The league has started a covert operations team. Most the leaguer's partners are involved. This is Arrow's new protege."

Ted raised an eyebrow at the cold way she regarded her boyfriend, but didn't say anything. He knew better by now. Walking over to the younger girl, he reached out a hand, "Ted Grant," he said by way of introduction, "Any friend of Dinah's is a friend of mine."

Artemis paused for second, looking over to Dinah who nodded reassuringly at her, before gripping the man's hand. "Artemis," she said simply, purposefully leaving out her surname. If this guy was a cape, she didn't want to give anything away about her family history.

Dinah put a hand on the large man's broad shoulder and smiled happily at him, "Ted here taught me everything I know." she said, a look of nostalgic happiness on her face,

Ted had the decency to blush and rub shyly at the back of his neck, "I don't know about everything," he said, coughing slightly to distract from his coloring cheeks, "You were a quick study."

Dinah looked like she wanted to contradict that information, but was cut off by another male voice, "Look at you Jarhead, making friends." Both Artemis and Dinah turned to look at the speaker, and Artemis' mouth dropped open in shock. Walking towards them, sweat gleaming off his face and forearms, was the detective that had interviewed Barbara and Bette earlier that day.

"You?" she blurted out before she could stop herself, and then blushed as all three adults turned to look at her.

"Huh?" the detective said, looking at her a moment, before smiling, "Artemis right?" he asked, and she nodded dumbly, blushing at her outburst, spite of herself. The man took pity on her though and smiled gently, "How are miss Gordon and Miss Kane doing?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest,

She averted her eyes, mostly because when he crossed his arms like that it defined his torso in a very distracting way and her raging hormones were raising hell. "Fine" she said, "Their parents picked them up after they were taken to counselors office, they were gone the rest of the day," and ok, maybe she was a little bitter that her only friends in that damn school had abandoned her.

Not that she could blame them really, their friend had died.

Her sorrow must have shown on her face because the detective frowned as well, before he tried to lighten the mood, "Well," he said, a grin on his face, "Since I've got you here, I have a bone to pick with you little lady," she turned, her eyes widening in shock, and Dinah and Ted subtly began positioning themselves for an intercept if things suddenly got a little too real.

The man didn't pay them any mind, instead he just glared at her, and Artemis' fingers began to inch closer to the opening of her bag where she had a loaded crossbow waiting. Dinah's shoulder's tightened and her leg muscles flexed in preparation for a fight, while Ted's fingers cracked as he clenched and unclenched his fists.

Then, as quickly as the tension appeared, the detective smiled cheekily and Artemis felt herself visibly relax, along with the other two heroes.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me that Barbara was the commissioner's daughter?" he asked, raising his hands in an exasperated display of frustration. "He was waiting for me back at the precinct and I thought he was going to tear me to pieces!"

Artemis just looked at the man in incredulity, "How could you not know you were talking to your bosses kid."

The man just laughed nervously as he sheepishly rubbed at spot behind his ear, "Yeah, uh, I probably should have known that but still!"

"You been harassing kids frogman?" Ted snarked,

Dinah and Artemis shared a look, 'Frogman' the older woman mouthed at the archer, who just shrugged, equally as confused,

"Cute." he shot back, "No, work." His expression grew somber, "Homicide last night. The victim was a student at the school so my partner and I were there to interview some of the students."

"Oh, so you're a detective?" Dinah asked, and Percy turned to her,

"Yeah," he said, reaching out to shake her hand, "Percy Jackson, GCPD Major Crimes Division." he said with a smile.

Dinah returned the gesture with a charming smile of her own, "Dinah Lance," she said, gripping his hand tightly, "Nice to meet you."

There was an awkward moment, where neither party released the other's hand. They just stood there, smiling at one another. Artemis, brow quirked, met Ted's equally amused look. After another moment, Ted finally coughed into his hand and both Percy and Dinah released their grip, both blushing lightly.

"Was there something you needed kid? Or are you just here to flirt with my customers?" Ted asked, making an effort to hide his amusement and failing terribly. It took all of his concerted willpower not to laugh when Dinah's head snapped over to him, a glare to freeze hell over painting her expression.

Percy, looking equally embarrassed, quickly got to his reason for approaching the desk, "R-right, um I was just uh," he coughed into his hand a little in order to recompose himself, "Uh…do you have any chains I can use?"

"Ah" Ted said in understanding, before over to a supply closet behind the group. He spent a few seconds rummaging around before he closed the door, an old worn chain in his hands. "Here you go," he said, passing the item over to the detective, "Just return it before you leave,"

Percy just nodded and turned to go, pausing a little to look back at Artemis and Dinah, though his gaze did linger on Dinah longer than it did on Artemis, "Have a good one, ladies." he said, before he walked back to the free weights in the back.

Artemis watched him go, and then turned back to Dinah. Except the cave den mother wasn't looking at her, she watching Percy leave. She tried to cough to get her attention. That didn't work, so she jabbed the woman, hard, in the side.

The heroine yelped, more in surprise than in pain, and turned a glare at the smaller woman. Artemis matched the glare with one her own, "Are we going to train, or are we just going to stare at the detective's, admittedly very nice, ass?"

Dinah just glared at her, "Just change and get in the damn ring,"

Ted's laughter followed Artemis' smirking face into the woman's locker room.

When the girl was gone, Dinah turned her attention back to Ted, gesturing with her head in the direction of Percy, she asked, "You ever see him before?"

Ted shook his head, "Could be a coincidence, he does work at the one-seven and I know for a fact that the girl he said recommended my gym is the desk sergeant at that precinct. We could be worried over nothing…" he trailed off, his own gaze flickering over to the man in question, who was in the process of fitting several large weights into slots in the chains.

"However," Ted said, drawing Dinah's attention back to him, "even for a man his size, he should not be able to put up the kind of weight that he is putting up. He even went out of his way to bribe me out of mentioning that to anyone. Slipped me an extra two hundred to keep my mouth shut about him putting up inhuman weight."

"I'll make some calls, see if I can't figure something out."

Ted just smirked at her, "If you're looking for an excuse to hang around him little birdie, try finding something a bit better than that,"

Dinah just rolled her eyes, and flipped him a little bird of her own before following her student into the lockers.

BREAK

Percy released another grunt as he pulled himself back up to level with the bar. The chain around his waist jingling slightly as he did so, and the two pairs of forty-five pound weights tapped against his thighs. Holding his position at the bar another several seconds, he lowered himself back down, and repeated the process another four times, before gently lowering himself back down to the ground.

Bending over, hands on his knees, Percy tried to catch his breath. Pulling up the bottom of his hoodie, he dabbed at his face to relieve the excess of sweat. After taking a moment to catch his breath, he untied the chains around his waist, before dropping the added weight to the floor. He replaced the weights from where he had taken them, before collapsing down on a nearby weight bench with a groan. Reaching down, he grabbed hold of his gallon jug of water, and proceeded to drink half of the contents in one gulp.

In an instant, he felt reinvigorated, the soreness of his muscles began to dissipate, and he could literally feel the strength he had gained from his workout, pulse through him. Percy didn't really need to exercise; his divine blood meant that he would retain a healthy physique his entire life. But it was relaxing, and therapeutic. Standing up, he moved to leave the gym and make his way back towards the locker room, when the spectacle in the boxing ring in the middle of the gym caught his attention.

With a grunt of pain and a cry of frustration, Percy watched as Artemis tried to close in on Dinah. She tried to move in with a series of quick jabs, but her movement, while precise and clean, was obvious to read. Dinah was able to easily dodge out of the way of the blows, catching an errant arm that had been aimed for her head. Dinah twist the arm, before dropping to a knee and sweeping the legs out from underneath the younger girl.

Despite the loss, Percy was impressed. Both women were incredibly skilled, much more so than the average kickboxer or mixed martial artist. While perhaps not that surprising for Dinah, she was about his age after all, it was surprising to see a sixteen-year old with that kind of speed, agility, flexibility, and combat training. Percy crossed his arms in thought, but decided to file the information away for later when Artemis' annoyed shout cut across his thinking.

"Goddammit! What the hell am I doing wrong?" She shouted from her place on the mat.

Percy spoke up before his brain could stop his mouth, "You're telegraphing." he said, and both women turned their attention to him. Cursing his inability to keep his mouth shut, Percy resolutely kept his attention on Artemis, Dinah in a sports bra and training shorts was more than a little distracting at the moment.

"You're telegraphing your punches." He reiterated as he approached the side of the ring that Artemis was laying on.

Artemis narrowed her eyes at him, "Care to elaborate?"

Percy gestured to the ring, "May I?"

Artemis rolled her eyes but nodded anyways. Climbing up, Percy vaulted over the ropes and pulled Artemis to her feet. Gesturing to her, he said "Hit me."

Artemis shared a nervous glance with Dinah, but Percy just rolled his eyes. "Listen Artemis, I spent most of my childhood getting tossed around rings, just like this one, I know how to take a punch so just hit me."

"I'm not hitting a cop,"

"Oh please, what am I going to do? Arrest you? I am literally asking you to hit,"

"Pretty sure that doesn't matter,"

"Stop being a baby and just hit me."

Growling in annoyance, she snarled "Fine!" and looked at his right cheek, before cocking back and darting forward to punch him. She was definitely faster than anyone her age or even people twice her age had any right to be. But Percy still managed to duck under the incoming blow. As he ducked, he wrapped one large arm around her head and neck, while he tripped her with his forward foot. Following her momentum forward, Percy leveraged her so that she took the brunt of the blow. They collided in a heap on the floor, but Percy wasn't done. Curling one of his legs around hers, he pinned the other with his free leg and brought his other arm up and around in a chokehold around Artemis' head and neck.

He wasn't actually applying any pressure, this was meant as a learning experience, but she would definitely be able to tell that his arms were there, and had her in a submission position. He tapped the side of her head, and he could practically feel her teeth grinding in agitation.

Smirking Percy stood up, and extended a hand to help her off the ground. But she just smacked it away and stood up on her own.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Percy asked, "So what did you do wrong?"

She growled, before she actually stomped her foot on the ground in agitation. Percy blinked, overwhelmed by a sense of nostalgia. But was quickly brought out of it when she roared, "I have no idea. You keep saying that I'm telegraphing my attacks but I don't know what the hell that means." Percy remained calm while she screamed. It wasn't the first time some kid in training screamed at him; he was used to it.

"Ok, how about this. Where are you looking, before you strike?"

She rolled her eyes, but she answered, "Where I want to hit, where else would I look."

Percy just nodded, "And that's exactly what you're doing wrong."

That really threw her for a loop, so she looked behind her to Dinah for support but the woman was just smirking and nodding at her. "He's right." she said simply,

"That kind of thinking works fine against joe-schmo on the street, but if you ever fight someone who knows what they're doing? They're going beat your butt ten times out of ten when you're doing something like that. And that's just the big one. When you throw a punch coming right to left, you're positioning your entire body in the direction you're coming from, that tells me where I need to move in order to counter effectively."

She just threw her hands into the air in annoyance, "What the hell does any of that mean?"

Percy just smiled, which seemed to annoy her even more, "Ok," Percy said, trying to placate her, "Maintain eye-contact with your opponent, they can't read your eyes if you're constantly drawing their attention away. Furthermore, it's distracting, and unnerving. For an untrained fighter, their instinct will be to look away, or divert their attention elsewhere, which gives you an opening, but more importantly you don't leave yourself open."

She just huffed in annoyance, "Why am I even listening to you? I've been fighting since I was a kid, there is nothing you could teach me that I don't already know."

Percy raised an eyebrow over her shoulder at the pretty brunette behind Artemis. Dinah just sighed and hid her face behind her hands. Shrugging Percy was about to respond, when his phone started to ring through his earbuds, giving Dinah one last friendly smile, he turned, pulling his earbuds out of his ear, and taking the phone out of its sleeve. Pulling it up, Percy couldn't help but smile at the name he saw. Sliding a finger across the touch screen, Percy brought the phone up to his ear.

"Jimmy Olson, I've been trying to reach you all day. How ya been buddy?"

AN: Alright, so I'm going to address a few of the messages I've been getting; this story is very AU. Yes, Percy is a demigod. Yes he has his powers. Yes he will be using them. No, he won't be a superhero. Yes, the events of the books did happen, in a manner of speaking. Yes the events of the books happened in the same world as the one Percy currently resides in. He's not a dimensional traveler or a man out of time or anything like that. No, I will not be unloading all of that information all at once, that wouldn't be fun for anyone. I've been piecemealing hints and teasing certain things about Percy's history and what led up to where he is now but you will have to wait and see. All that being said, all of the feedback I've been getting has been great and I appreciate all of your support. This has probably been my favorite story to write, I just love the mystery genre in general and this has been fun to put together. Should have OP and SOS chapters out soon, HBP has been a bit of a bastard to get going but I promise it's coming. Thanks again for all the love you guys. See you soon,

Love,

LilDB