What's up, my readers?

You guys are awesome! Thanks so so much for the reviews!

Anyone like the little surprise I snuck in there? HAHAHAHA! ANNI SPEAKS LATIN! WHAT SORCERY IS THIS!?

Anyway, that will all be addressed in later chapters, I promise!

Oh, and by the way, here comes Aunt Rosa again!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HOO. I do own lots of books, a cat named Piper, and an extremely cute, sweet dog named Princess.

General P.O.V

The room was absolutely silent. All the demigods were staring at the memory. Then the room erupted in noise.

"What the hell!"

"How can she speak Latin?"

"Forget speaking Latin, how did she control the Mist!?"

"She didn't even have a sword, why did the empousa let go of you?"

"Leo?"

Leo was staring wide-eyed at the memory.

"Um… guys… this may sound weird… but I don't remember any of that." He muttered, still staring. "I remembered seeing a weird guy in the hall, and I remembered a weird dream, but I thought I had fainted in the hallway. I also don't remember Anni speaking Latin or controlling the Mist."

Everyone glanced at each other, confused, as the next memory started.

Leo and Anni were once again in Mr. Jacobs's office. Anni was wearing a grey tunic with neon green edging. She was wearing neon green leggings under the tunic and black Converse on her feet with a purple jacket tied around her waist. Her hair was French braided. Leo was his typical messy self. They were alone in the office, Leo looking freaked out. Anni glanced at him, brow furrowed, then gave a huge, dramatic sigh.

"I can't believe I'm spending my tenth birthday in here." She groaned. Leo glanced over at her and smirked.

"I'd pity you, but since I got to spend my tenth birthday eating cake, I'll settle for bragging." He joked, and then ducked as Anni swung at him.

"Ha! Two for flinching!" Anni yelled triumphantly, punching his arm twice, hard, before brushing it off. "Now you can't punch me back."

Leo glared at her, rubbing his arm. "Whatever. I can still sing better than you."

Anni raised an eyebrow. "Wanna bet?"

(I don't own "White Horse" that belongs to Taylor Swift)

She began to sing. "Say you're sorry, that face of an angel comes out just when you need it too. As I paced back and forth all this time cause I honestly believed in you." She had a soft alto voice, pretty and girlish, seeming almost not to belong to rambunctious Anni.

She grinned at Leo, who simply raised an eyebrow and began to sing himself.

"Holding on, the days drag on, stupid girl, I should have known, I should have known." He sang in his own voice.

He and Anni looked at each other, than began to sing in unison.

"That I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale,

I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,

Lead her up the stairwell,

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,

I was a dreamer before you went and let me down,

Now it's too late for you and your white horse,

To come around."

They grinned at each other before Leo began again.

'Maybe I was naïve, got lost in your eyes, and never really had a chance." When he said 'got lost in your eyes' he batted his eyelashes at Anni and dramatically clutched his chest, leaving Anni giggling before she chimed in.

"My mistake, I didn't know to be in love you had to fight to have the upper hand. I had so many dreams about you and me, happy endings, now I know."

Yet again they joined in together to sing the chorus.

"I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairytale,

I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,

Lead her up the stairwell,

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,

I was a dreamer before you went and let me down,

Now it's too late for you and your white horse,

To come around."

Anni sang by herself again, her voice clear and strong. "And there you are on your knees."

Leo sang the next line. "Begging for forgiveness, begging for me."

Then together again.

"Just like I always wanted, but I'm so sorry.

Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale.

I'm going to find someone, someday, who might actually treat me well!

This is a big world, that was a small town,

There in my rearview mirror disappearing now.

And it's too late for you and your white horse,

Yeah it's too late for you and your white horse,"

They smiled at each other as they finished, voices soft and low.

"To catch…me…now."

There was silence for a moment.

"Damn." Anni broke it. "We sounded awesome!"

"Damn right we did." Said Leo, holding up a hand for a high-five, which Anni gave enthusiastically.

"What is taking that idiot so long?" Leo asked a few minutes later, craning his neck to look at the door. "It cannot take this long to get our new foster parents, can it?"

Anni shrugged. "Look as bored as possible and maybe they'll leave."

Their laughter was interrupted when the door opened. In walked Mr. Jacobs with a familiar-looking woman with a sour mouth. Mr. Jacobs adjusted his tie and took a deep breath.

"Leo." He said. 'I'm sure you remember your Aunt Rosa. She's agreed to foster you."

(Dun dun DUNNNNNN!)

All the demigods were speechless.

Then Percy exploded.

"No!" He jumped to his feet. "Leo, please tell me that she didn't actually foster you."

Leo shrugged. "I could tell you that, but then it wouldn't be true."

The next memory began as Percy took his seat, seething.

Rosa was driving a car, yelling into the rearview mirror at a nervous-looking Leo. Raphael sat in the passenger seat, still playing on a Game Boy, still chubby, and one finger still firmly stuck up his nose. The only difference was he looked a little older, and he had headphones over his ears.

"…and I don't know what you were thinking, letting your heathen friend come over, letting her blast that horrible music, and you two dancing like that. You could have corrupted my baby!" She took a hand off the wheel and reached over to hug Raphael's head. Leo nervously eyed the road.

"Aunt Rosa, it was just Taylor Swift." Leo defended. "Anni loves that singer. We weren't dancing dangerously at all. And, please, could you watch the road?"

He ducked as a backwards swat was aimed at him.

"Don't you talk back, you little Diablo!"

Leo's face set into a hard, emotionless mask. He turned to stare out of the window.

They pulled up in front of a small stucco house and Leo's eyes lit up. Rosa had barely parked the car before Leo was out, flying along the concrete driveway. Just before he reached the door, an older woman with braided gray hair opened the door and caught him in a tight hug. Leo wrapped his arms around her waist, his entire body relaxing, his eyes closed and a soft smile on his face.

"Hola, Abuela!" He said happily, hugging her tightly. She hugged him back just as fiercely.

"Hola, mijo. Como estas?" she responded, kissing the top of his head and ruffling his hair. She lightly swatted him on the shoulder, saying "Get into the house, I made cookies." Leo vanished into the house like smoke.

"Hola, Mama." Rosa greeted, waltzing up with a fake smile plastered on her face.

The older woman appeared not to notice, crow's feet appearing as she said happily "Hola, mija!"

She reached for her daughter, who breezed past. Abuela looked hurt, but smiled again when she saw Raphael, trudging up the driveway, eyes still glued to the Game Boy. She reached out for him, but he didn't even acknowledge her and headed inside. Abuela blinked, looking sad, then trudged into the house, tugging the door closed behind her.

In a bright, cheerful kitchen, Leo was sitting at a well-scrubbed table, happily chewing on a cookie. A blue platter piled high with the chocolate chip circles of yumminess sat in front of him. Raphael walked over, shoved Leo off the chair he was sitting on, sat heavily in it, and proceeded to shovel cookies in his mouth with inhuman speed one-handed, all the while staring at the Game Boy, thumb flying. Leo glared up at him from the floor, stuffed the rest of his cookie in his mouth, and stood up. Calmly, he stole another one and walked over to the adjoining living room, where Rosa was talking with her sad-looking mother.

"…and honestly, Mama, I don't know what you're thinking, keeping Esperanza's old things here in the house! It's unsanitary. And just imagine what the neighbors would say if they knew…" Rosa shook her head sagely.

"I appreciate the concern, mija, but I do not care what anyone else may say about me." Abuela said firmly. Spotting Leo standing there with his cookie, she smiled and held out her arm, pulling the ten-year-old to her side affectionately. "Keeping Esperanza's room the way she left it is my way of remembering her." She smiled and rubbed Leo's arm. Rosa's eyes grew hard, but her voice was still sugary sweet and wheedling.

"Mama, I know you miss Esperanza. I do too. But it's time for you to move on! And in fact, I just had this idea…" Rosa leaned forward, greed sparking to life in her eyes. "Why don't you sell the things? It'll get rid of bad memories! Do you have any idea how much her closet of clothes would fetch from that thrift shop down the road? Or her dresser? Those beautiful handmade quilts on her bed are an easy couple hundred dollars each. And then you'll have enough money to pay the bills… You know what, Mama, don't trouble yourself. I can do it all! I'll give you the money and everything, here; I'll go and get some stuff from there right now. And you know what, Mama, then you could make that room into a fitness center or something, wouldn't that be lovely?" She had gotten up and was heading down the hall, grinning.

"No."

Rosa turned, smile fading. "What was that, Mama?"

"I said no, Rosa. You will not do this. I won't allow you to discredit your sister's name or legacy for money!" Abuela was mad now, glaring at her daughter.

Rosa was angry too, the greed in her eyes fading. "What legacy, Mama? Esperanza was always the favorite daughter, but look at me! I have achieved more than she ever did! I'm married with a beautiful son, I'm rich, and what about her? She went and slept around and ended up with a son who eventually killed her! All she ever had to show for her life was that useless degree, and she could never get hired because the employers saw what I saw, they saw through her pretty face and clever mind, they saw straight through her to what she was: nothing but a complete slu…"

SMACK!

Abuela had gotten off of the couch and slapped her daughter across the face.

"You are not my daughter." Snarled Abuela. "Get out of my house."

Rosa's lips compressed and she reached for her purse, swinging it onto her shoulder and calling for Raphael. She seized Leo's arm in a too-tight grip and dragged him towards the door, calling frostily over her shoulder "Adios, Mama."

(And there's the slap I promised you. She totally deserved that!)

"Gods."

Every demigod was staring as if in a trance at the projection. Leo was smiling, but tears were gathering at the corners of his eyes.

"Te echo de nenos, mi Abuela." (I miss you.)

Hey guys! Just a note.

One, school has started, and my great grandpa died, which is the reason for the long period between last update and this one. Sorry!

Second, I am not fluent in Spanish, so I apologize for the mistakes, people! You don't need to keep messaging me saying I said something wrong. Blame Google translate, not me!

Updates may be slightly sporadic now that school has started, so I apologize, but I will update when I can!