Lots of guest reviews to reviews to reply to and I'm sorry they're really over-due.

Guest 1: YES! TAGE! :D

To kthulu: Yeah, he remembers already. I was going to draw it out, but change of plans :P

Guest 2: I've been working on a couple of chapters today; hopefully they're OK!

Guest 3: I haven't finished yet! This story is going to be a bit longer! And that was a long review, also a bit crazy ;)

To lMM: Yes, hello, I remember you. Where've you been? And hey, no crying on your return! I don't do crying. *SPOILERS* Max is fine, Charlie wasn't, Lou is still major butt kicking, don't worry. I can't imagine Lou as a 'crabby old lady'. Bit bizarre really. KUNG FU FIGHTING GRANDMA, WHY IS THAT NOT A THING? Of course I'm screwing up the PJO families' lives! What would I do otherwise? I'm sending Lou anyway :3

Guest 4: Thank you! And updating it after these! :D

Guest 5: That'll be in this, don't worry ;)

Guest 6: I'm trying! I just had a bit of writer's block on this one, is all. And thank you! :D

Guest 7: I do my 'ta-da' thing a lot when something 'good' happens. I'm still working on this!

Guest 8: Awww, I feel loved! But I'm back now and I'll stick to my PJO ones for a while, I think :P

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Breaking up with Dean was strangely easy. They found him entwined with one of the Barbies in a corner.

Sage advanced instantly, annoyed and smug. Tyler hung back listening to the mutters from his fellow students.

"Why would he go with her? He had Sage!" One hissed irritably. It had been common knowledge that many guys were envious of Dean- or had been- as he had been the only one to worm himself into that unattainable post of being Sage's boyfriend.

Tyler smiled to himself.

Now he thought about it, he had worked his charms into weakening Sage's natural stubborn streak. Maybe Aphrodite had meddled a bit, he wouldn't know.

"Well, you don't seem very upset!" Dean snapped, pulling Tyler back to the present.

"No, I'm not! Why would a pig-headed backstabber upset me?!"

"I thought you didn't ask stupid questions!" Sage bunched her fists and coloured angrily. Her voice was a few decibels louder when she next argued.

"Everyone makes mistakes, Dean! You're in no place to judge!"

"And you are?!" Dean was shouting too. "You're not that great, you know!"

"I never said I was!"

"Stop acting like it then!"

"Stop using people for what you get then!" Teachers were battling through the crowd now. "Why I ever got with you, I don't know! You're a self-centred, arrogant jerk and I regret meeting you!"

"Likewise, bitch!" Tyler felt his own anger stir then and, before he knew it, he was moving forward and solidly striking Dean in the face.

Dean staggered. A stunned silence filled the air.

Tyler wasn't a violent person. But he wasn't going to stand to the side and let Sage take anymore abuse from Dean, (even if she had been dishing it out herself).

Feeling his cut lip and bruising cheek, Dean stared at Tyler, torn between hatred and disbelief.

"Don't," Tyler's voice was unbelievably calm for having just lamped someone, "call her names." Dean angered, coming out of his shock.

"How hypocritical is that!?" He raged, grimacing and nursing his injured cheek in his hand.

"I really wouldn't call her names."

"Max?" Sage stared at her brother. "What are you doing here?"

"Sage, it's you. Someone's got to keep you out of trouble." Sage scoffed.

"I can take care of myself!"

"So why did Tyler hit Dean before you did?" Max looked and sounded very amused. Sage fumed silently at him, crossing her arms over her chest. "Nice hit, by the way." Max smiled at Tyler.

Dean edged nervously away from Max. All the Jackson boys had a dangerous air about them. Tobias, Max and Callum all radiated a demeaning and challenging aura, particularly the younger two. Alvie and Theo were much more subtle, but as equally dangerous. Theo possessed no psychic abilities of any form; he was smart enough to stand for what was right and avoid further trouble. Alvie- surprisingly, yet understandably- was the most fearsome. With a single look, he could ruin a person's mind to an irreparable state, leaving them a clueless and tortured shell.

Max rounded on Dean anyway, catching him by the arm. The amusement was gone, replaced by a murderous look. Being who he was, Max could kill Dean in less than half a minute.

"Max, no. He's not worth it."

"Tobias?!" Sage protested. "Let me guess, you're all here?"

"Alvie's outside." Tobias confirmed, smirking at her annoyance. "Max, I don't like him anymore than you do, but let karma get him. Much more interesting." Max glared at his brother. "Fine. Go to prison then."

"Git." Max grumbled, but he let Dean go. "Leave Sage and Lilly alone or I won't be so nice next time." Dean paled.

"Sage, Tyler! Now!"

"What?"

"Well, while you were smooching in the hall, Dad rang us and said you're past your curfew." Dean looked ready to argue again, but was quelled by a venomous look from Max.

"He didn't set a curfew!" Sage defied.

"Yeah, he did." Tobias smiled. "Five minutes after you left."

"How am I supposed to know then?! I'm not Alvie!" Tobias shrugged.

"It's Dad. How are you supposed to know anything?"

Tobias drove them home. Max sat shotgun, muttering in Ancient Greek and throwing irritated looks in his older brother's direction. Alvie sat behind Max, Sage and Tyler to his left. Tyler had been unusually quiet, his grip unnecessarily strong on Sage's hand. His eyes darted from one Jackson son to the next, lingering nervously on Alvie. He knew the mind games that guy could play and that had only been the basics.

"Max, you can glare at me all you like, I'm not having you go to prison. I don't have enough bail money yet." Max, despite his anger, snorted with laughter and the atmosphere in the car lightened considerably. "And Tyler, we aren't going to kill you." Tyler met Tobias's grey eyes in the rear view mirror and gave a sheepish smile.

"Sorry, but the way Max looked at Dean earlier made me think he'd eat him." The Jacksons all snickered. "I'm missing something, aren't I?" Tyler looked at them again individually, but not through worry. They had so many inside jokes, it was incredible.

"Would you?" Tobias asked Max, watching him from the corner of his eye.

"No. He's a B minus. They're not very nice."

"Do you really eat people?" Max twisted in his seat to smile at Tyler. Sage giggled deviously next to him, but Tyler felt his heart jump to his throat.

Max had fangs!

Tyler stammered and pointed at Max, trying to frame a series of words. They found this all highly amusing, dissolving into laughter once again.

"I don't eat people." Max assured. "It's fun to threaten them sometimes-"

"Especially when you're mad." Alvie intervened. He had been so quiet on the car ride; Tyler didn't recognise his voice for a moment.

"Especially then." Max agreed. "I just have to drink blood from time to time otherwise I'll go mad and-" He made a choked sound, crossing his eyes and placing a hand to his throat.

Tyler still looked queasy. "And I don't… feed from people." Max's face darkened and he glared back at his older brother.

"I'm definitely not people." Tobias nodded. He saw Tyler's increasingly sickening look and thought he'd better settle the matter now Tyler and Sage were dating. "We donate blood to him. No-one gets hurt, it's fine."

"Are you all-?"

"No. Well, Callum's a bit of a werewolf-"

"Which is why he goes around growling at people." Sage added.

"But they weren't born that way. Just… circumstances." Tobias finished. "We're all perfectly normal, I assure you."

"Normal isn't what I'm thinking."

"Tyler, come on. You've been around us for four years. We're no different." Sage was smiling, but her eyes were worried. Tyler thought over what she had said and, once again, saw that she had made sense.

"Right, you live around here… somewhere…" The three brothers peered out the windows. Tyler looked too and then pointed.

"Here will do."

"You sure?"

"Yes. Thank you."

"He doesn't sound so scared now." Max grinned, looking back at Tyler. The fangs had gone. "Now, you be good to Sage or we'll be after you." Two more pairs of grey eyes fixed on him.

"I'll be good." Tyler promised. "I think your dad will get to me first though."

"No. Sage will." Alvie corrected. The other two nodded their agreement.

"Thanks for the lift." Tobias waved it off, smiling. Tyler looked at Sage. "I'll call you tomorrow, yeah?"

"Tyler and Sage sitting in a tree-"

"Tobias!" Sage scolded, her cheeks reddening. Tyler's own face felt like it was on fire. "Bye Tyler."

"No kiss goodbye?"

"Tobias, I'll kill you!"

"Not for you, for me!"

"What is wrong with you?"

"Oh, a lot of things." Tobias said airily. "Bye, Tyler." His two brothers chorused their farewells too and Tyler closed the door. He stood and waved until they had disappeared around the corner.

"You're so embarrassing!" Sage put her head in her hands. "Not you, Alvie, you don't talk much." She glared at the two in the front seats through her fingers. "But you two!"

"What are you going to do?" Max smirked.

"Tell Mommy and Daddy?"

"No. I'll tell Sophia and Ava." They wiped the smirks clean off their faces and put one straight on Alvie's.

"You wouldn't…" Tobias said shakily.

"They'll kill us!"

"Behave then." Sage sat back smugly in her seat, folding her arms and smirking triumphantly.

They did behave.

Until they got home.

"Dad, Dad, Dad, Sage has a boyfriend and it's Tyler!"

"You go out for four hours with one boyfriend and come back with another?" Percy looked at her uncertainly.

"Yes." Sage replied firmly, meeting his gaze out of sheer stubbornness. Percy contemplated her quietly for a matter of heartbeats.

"Well, at least Tyler's better than Diane."

"Is that what you call Dean?" Percy nodded, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

"Sage called him an arrogant, self-centred jerk." Tobias informed.

"And a pig-headed backstabber." Percy looked interested.

"Explain." He ordered, looking back at his daughter.

So she did.

Percy sent her to bed shortly afterwards and spent half an hour attempting to rid his home of his two eldest sons- Alvie was welcome anytime.

Sage met her mother on the upper landing and had to repeat the tale, but Annabeth seemed pleased.

"It's good Percy's always liked Tyler."

"He what?" Annabeth smiled benignly. "He… you… Tyler… that git!"

"Heard that!"

"You said you didn't like Tyler!"

"I lied! Now go to bed!" Sage tried choking the air, wishing she could say what was on her mind, but not daring to. Annabeth laughed, as though she had read her mind.

"Go on." She waved Sage away. "Before Percy changes his mind."

"He's an idiot." Annabeth's smile turned fond and she looked over the banister at her husband. Sage looked back at her father, one single piece of information bouncing around her mind.

Her dad approved of her dating.

Her dad approved of her dating Tyler.

Mostly made up on the spot, so voila!