Third PoV

Percy awoke in a room with no memory of how he got there, or anything past when he was ten years old. He realized he was in bed with a beautiful woman.

The lady awoke, yawning and stretching. "Good morning, Percy," she pecked him on the lips.

Percy scrambled out of the bed. "Who are you? Where am I? How did I get here?"

The woman stepped closer. "Don't you remember me, Percy? I'm you're wife, Artemis."

"Wife? How old am I?" Percy asked. "30, why?" Artemis asked.

"Because I don't remember anything after being ten," Percy explained.

Artemis covered her face with her hands, sighing. Percy saw a large picture framed on the wall. A picture, he realized, of him and Artemis just being married.

"So you don't remember anything then? You don't remember me? You don't remember the hunt? You don't remember camp half-blood or camp Jupiter? You don't remember all the quests you've been on? You don't remember being a demigod? You don't remember our daughter?"

Artemis questioned, her heart breaking just a little bit more with each question.

Percy's eyes widened in shock. "We have a daughter?"

Artemis nodded and pointed at a photo of a baby girl. "Kira. She's barely a year old." Tears started sliding out the corners of her eyes.

Percy stepped forward and pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back. "Shhhhh, Artemis, I'm sure we can figure something out."

Artemis heard crying from the next room over, quickly headed to see what was wrong. She picked up the infant, rocking her back and forth to calm her down. Percy, unsure of what to do, held out a pacifier. Artemis took it, placing it in baby Kira's mouth as she walked back to the bedroom. Percy followed.

The goddess turned around and placed the baby on the bed, turning to Percy as she spoke. "I need to use the washroom, can you look after her?" Percy nodded and walked toward the baby as Artemis closed the door to the restroom.

Percy sat down opposite of the baby, staring at his daughter intently, then playing peek-a-boo with her.

Kira in a fit of giggles, Artemis walked out of the bathroom freshened up. Artemis smiled as she watched Percy play with their daughter. Percy looked up and smiled at her, which made Artemis's knees go weak as usual. There was a knock on the door, and Artemis answered to find Hestia on the other side. "I'm here to babysit Kira."

After Hestia left with Kira, Artemis sat down next to Percy. "I know you don't remember me, but the memories are down in there somewhere." She leaned closer to him, gently pressing her lips to his. Pulling back after a bit, Artemis awaited Percy's reaction.

"Hey, Arty," Percy mumbled into her ear like he always did. Artemis smiled, wrapping her arms back around him.