Piper McLean, for the delinquent status she possessed, was not the troubled child Camp Half Blood somewhat believed her to be. Her father had sent her to the Wilderness School for one year, away from her home in the mountains in Colorado because she had charmed-speaked a person into giving her a car. The action had been retaliation in the first place for him missing some many of her competitions. Pipers punishment was being grounded from training until the next year, and as far away from the mountains as he could managed to make sure she wouldn't sneak it in anyway.

Her grounding turned into her going to war, saving the world, and she had felt great doing it. Piper had a loving boyfriend who supported her the entire time, and fought alongside her. Jason followed her back to the mountains when Piper returned to her training. He was impressed by her first run on the half pipe when she got back after a year without training. There was a reason she had been pissed when her mother had stolen her ski jacket from her. It was her favorite to train in.

Piper's father wasn't anymore present in her competing life after her year of hiatus, but he tried to make it to more than one event a year from then on. She had come to terms with the fact he wouldn't be able to come to most, but she appreciated the effort. The X-Games were the only ones he would truly make an effort to watch. He could cheer on his baby girl even if he couldn't be there. They were televised. Piper, in turn made an effort to pay more attention to her father's work as well.

At seventeen, Piper was making her way to becoming an Olympian for women's snowboard halfpipe. She was more than proud to be representing her country. She had some friends from her team were also competing and she had friends from camp coming to support her as well. Annabeth, Frank, Leo, Jason and the Stoll's all decided they would gladly support one of their best friends even if they were flying to South Korea to do so. Hazel wanted to come, but her lack of valid identification made it impossible for her to fly or leave the country.

It is how she found herself wandering by herself getting prepared for the opening ceremonies. She quite literally ran into a black haired boy wearing the same outfit she had donned for Team USA and knocked him to the ground.

"Sorry!" She exclaimed, and the boy helped Piper off the ground. "Didn't see you there."

"It's alright. I wasn't paying any attention either," the boy shrugged in a strangely accented English. "I'm Percy."

She smiled back at him. "Piper. It is a pleasure to meet you."

"Same to you. Are you headed over to our area?"

"Sure am. You want to walk over with me? I lost my teammates awhile back. They vanished trying to follow some of the Japanese snowboarders," Piper asked. Percy seemed nice, and it would be fun to get to know someone outside of her event.

"So, what's your event?" Percy asked.

"Halfpipe, snowboarding," she proudly stated. "What about you? I really can't get much of a read off of you. Your accent does not help much either."

He laughed. "Oh? Men's singles figure skating. Do I have an accent? I hadn't noticed."

"You're a figure skater? I wouldn't have pegged you for being a skater at all."

"Oh the agony, Piper! You wound me!" Percy cried, and clutched his chest, it was a mock of her statement. She giggled at his antics.

"Dork."

"I know. My sister sometimes forgets my actual name because she calls me that so often. Where are you from?"

"Oklahoma, but I have trained in Colorado during the training and competitive season since I was ten years old, and I spend summers with my Dad travelling the world."

"Nice. I grew up in New York, but I moved to Russia three years ago. My mom and my old coach pawned me off on my new coach and his motley crew of crazies. Katsuki and I are his only students who aren't bats hit crazy. It may also be a byproduct of being the only two students of his who aren't Russian. Can ethnicity be an underlying factor?"

"Not sure, Percy. I haven't met anyone from Russia before. We should hang out more while we are here."

"Why not? Do you want to join my friends and me after the ceremonies? We're going and grabbing food later."

Piper smiled. "Cool. I don't have any plans. It would be great to meet new people!" It really would for her. She needed to meet others who weren't war torn, or already knew her.

Percy had recognized Piper the second he laid eyes on her. He had grown up with other excelling winter sports athletes, and she had always been on his radar. She was a bright, sarcastic troublemaker that had caught his attention years ago. Honestly, if she had been a skater, male and blonde there would be very little separating her from his Yura.

It wasn't surprising how quickly they hit it off after the ceremonies. He dragged Piper with him to find the group of skaters he was meeting up with. It was almost terrifying how easily Piper made friends with JJ. Percy and Otabek had more fun watching the encounter rather than being a part of it. The two chatted in French most of the time, slightly ignoring Isabella, but she seemed as enthralled by the pair as Percy and Otabek. After the pair began to chat in French, the rest of the group made small talk in French if they wanted to get the attention of Piper.

About halfway through the meal, Beka finally managed to draw the conversation back to everyone.

"Yuri? Didn't you say your grandfather was coming?" Beka asked.

Yuri nodded. "He can't come to most of my competitions, but he is making an exception for the Olympics."

"My mom is the same way," Percy tagged on. "Paul is a teacher, so Mom misses most of my competitions. She will make it to worlds and national's every year."

"My Mom and my Dad are both coming to support me. Mom has actually never seen my snowboard before. I also believe this is the first time parents will be in the same place as each other since I was conceived."

"Estranged dad?" Yuri snorted. "You could be Percy's twin."

"Close," Piper smirked. "Estranged mom. She had someone drop me off on Dad's doorstep in Oklahoma before his career really took off. Mom only recently came back into my life. Dad is very supportive of it."

Yuri didn't comment again, he just kept picking at his food.

"Speaking of parents, are we going to get to meet you Dad finally, Percy?" Beka asked. "I thought you mentioned him coming here?"

"He will be. Not sure if I will get to see him, but he will be there."

"Damn, we were hoping to meet this elusive bastard," JJ said.

"I wasn't going to introduce you, Leroy," Percy said. "My father is nothing like Mom or Paul. My father never supported my skating."

It was not a secret among the skaters. It was why Percy would sometimes vanish before he was sixteen. Piper's eyes went wide.

"Really? You made it here even without your father's support?"

"Mom encouraged my skating, and my father only came into my life when I was a teenager. Not long after he tried pushing me into the military." It was a slight lie, but Piper wouldn't know the difference, neither did most of his competitors.

They all walked together back to Olympic Village after dinner. Yuri and Percy, as well as JJ and his wife, much to Yuri's displeasure, were all attending Piper's competition. Piper promised to make it to the free skate if nothing else. Percy and Yuri split off with their friends when they got back to the Village to walk Piper home. None of her teammates had gone out with them.

It was not long after that when Piper saw Percy go stiff.

"We are being followed," Percy said. Piper caught Percy slip an ornate hair clip from his long dark locks, and he clutched it like a lifeline.

"Jackson, what are you doing?" Yuri growled. Piper's eyes widened and she stared, then grasped her own dagger from its hiding place.

"Yuri, run and grab my sister," Percy hissed. "Lock the door and do not let anyone who is not me into the room."

Yuri ran, and didn't argue, however much it looked like he wanted to.

Percy spun and sliced a wide arc at the creature who attempted to ambush them. A bronze sword gleamed in his hand. Everything clicked as Percy rushed the creature with grace, and practiced instinct. How had Piper missed the connection between the mission hero and this kind boy she had made friends with?

It all fell into place when Thalia showed up, and threw herself into the midst of the battle, alongside Percy and herself with ease.

No wonder Percy's father was a dick.

"You're Percy Jackson? The Hero of the Titan War?" Piper stated.

Percy wiped monster dust off his face, and sighed. Thalia glanced between him and Piper.

"Only you would manage to make friends with another half-blood without knowing, Seaweed Brain," Thalia groaned.

"Oh, I knew, Thalia. I've known about Piper for years," Percy laughed, it was a lighthearted laugh, not one a monster would give before they would try to kill Piper.

"You have?" Piper asked incredulously. "How?"

"You are a star winter athlete, and a few years younger than me, Piper. We've been running in the same circles for years. I've known your name since you first made national rankings," Percy said.

"Really? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I like being just Percy. Not Percy, the hero of Olympus. I am a figure skater, I love to learn, and languages are an absolute addiction to me," Percy said. "I do what I have to for my heritage, but I don't want to be a part of it any longer."

"Just Percy doesn't exist, dork. You hold too many medals to be ordinary," Thalia said.

Percy and JJ came to congratulate her after her finals. Piper placed seventh. It was not high enough to medal, but she was pretty damn proud of herself.

She didn't even break her promise. They had all followed her to the free skate. Piper wasn't even sure how to tell them they weren't allowed to come, and it wasn't like any of them would listen to her anyways. She was surprised they hadn't even notice Percy watching her event in the stands. The kids from camp could be oblivious when they wanted to be. But, there was also a chance they didn't recognize Percy amongst his skater friends and all their mixed nationalities. Yuri hanging off of Percy probably didn't help matters much, either.

From what Thalia had told Piper, Percy's initial introduction to the world of gods and camp culture was not smooth. He never truly trusted Camp Half-Blood, and was often withdrawn from the rest of them. Thalia had never known the true Percy Jackson until she began to live with him and his mother. He was extremely clinging, apparently. He wanted hugs and cuddles and to hold Thalia's hand or do her hair.

When Percy was with Yuri, there was no denying they were together. Percy was not shy about affection. Occasionally, people called him a Victor doppelganger, whatever that meant. Piper didn't have a clue.

Honestly, Piper had only meant to bring Jason with her. Apparently he was going anyways and was meeting Thalia. Thalia was Jason sisters, so Percy was a sibling to Jason in a way. He already knew all of this. The Stoll's had seen them walking out and followed the couple. They then texted everyone else in their group once they had arrived. Jason had already left to go meet up with his sister.

Percy was in the last heat with JJ and Otabek. Yuri was also in the final heat with another Yuuri and a man named Victor. Piper had never really been into skating, and this was all new to her.

She was in awe from the get go. She forgot sometimes how extreme people were in their own sports. Piper would get so caught up in her sport and in camp she'd often forget the dedication and the ability of others. The entire event was stunning, and Piper couldn't look away. She knew the other demigods hadn't once looked away either.

All of the skaters avoided each other as they warmed up and prepared for their skates. It was just how things were. Most of them were friends, yes, but they were also competitors. It was more out of respect for each other. They didn't want to accidently psych someone out before they touched foot on Olympic ice.

The final twelve went off differently than expected.

Victor fell multiple times. He was still smiling when he finished, thrilled to be at the Olympics, but everyone knew it was the beginning of the end of an era.

Katsuki had a perfect program. He broke Victor's record and took gold. Instead of Victor even being disappointed, he was smiling wider than ever before.

Percy had been watching all the programs before and after his. He watched as Yura over rotated twice. If Percy scored higher than Yura, he would take second place.

The only thing Yakov told him before he took to the ice not to disappoint him. Percy would not disappoint him. He was determined to make Yakov proud.

So he put everything into his performance. His heart and his soul and all his elated emotions. Percy was happy, and he was wearing it as a badge of honor. Nothing could take the feeling he had away from him in that moment. The score didn't matter, it was putting his all into the performance that mattered.

When Percy saw his scores, he cried. He'd broken all his personal records, and Yakov had told him he'd never had been prouder of Percy then at that moment.

Then Yuri slapped him for stealing the silver away from him.

"That was mine, you bastard!" Yuri yelled.

Percy rolled his eyes and gave him a sweet kiss when they were away from the press's prying eyes.

It is said that the people who won silvers were always the least happy. Percy could not feel further from upset. He finally beat his Yura, and proved to himself and to the entire world he was one of the best skaters out there. Silver proved that. No one could take this away from him.

Annabeth had frozen in shock as the names were read for the second to last heat. She didn't think she was believing her ears. She watched all the competitors as they went, and she glanced every so often at Piper who cheered on all of her fellow Olympians.

Annabeth wondered if she knew the skater who shared the name with her friend whom had vanished a few years ago. She had gotten so lost in her head she stopped watching the skaters. Annabeth had convinced herself it was a same name different person situation, and had found peace with it. Well, if she ignored the nagging that reminded her of Percy's grace on the ice when they had gone skating together a few years ago. But there was no way, there couldn't be.

"Holy shit!" Connor gasped.

"What is it?" Annabeth demanded. She hadn't realized the music had begun and the skater had started. Annabeth stared at the man on the ice. She whispered, "Percy."

She couldn't believe it. It wasn't possible. This way why he had abandoned them? Skating?

"Did any of you know?" Annabeth demanded.

Connor and Travis both frantically shook their heads. They continued to watch in awe, their friend was one of the best. Both had come to a realization. They couldn't look away. The talent Percy possessed made them understand why he would never have wanted to come back.

"Piper, did you know?" Annabeth tried.

"He's my age, and he is an Olympian," Piper answered. "We are newer friends." Thalia had begged her to lie if the situation arose. Percy liked his privacy and wanted her to be innocent of knowing anything. "Is there something wrong?"

Annabeth pointed. Her Athena intelligence was not shining through then.

"I know. How about you watch, he's absolutely amazing." Piper never once took her eyes off of Percy's free skate.

Annabeth opened her eyes and saw the beauty in his performance, but she couldn't bring herself to be happy for him. Of all the reasons for Percy Jackson to vanish off the face of the earth, this was the last reason she could have even thought of. It was hard to fathom this being why he left.

Percy took second place. He was slapped in the face by some blonde punk, but Percy smiled anyways, laughed really. Annabeth had half a mind to slap the punk right back. Said blonde kid took third, and it infuriated Annabeth.

"Ignore Plisetsky, Annabeth. He's always rude and Percy was smacked because he unexpectedly beat Yuri," Piper said. "Honestly, he's a harmless kitten on the inside."

"How does Percy know him?" Travis asked.

"From what I understand, all three that made the podium train under the same coach," Piper said. "I hung out with a lot of skaters from all over the world a few days ago. Much of what I know could be wrong."

Piper smiled to herself, and Annabeth could tell she wasn't telling the whole truth. She didn't push Piper. Annabeth had an investigation of her own to conduct. Starting with Thalia. One phone call wouldn't hurt. Well, then she saw her apparent best friend near the podium next to their long lost hero.

Annabeth had never felt such an anger in her life. How could these secrets have been kept from her, from all of them? It confused her to no end, and she couldn't even place when Percy may have even had the time to train for his level of sport in between the Titan War and the rest of the monsters coming after her. She watched Thalia and waited for her to leave Percy's side, and raced after her when she finally left.

"Thalia!" Annabeth yelled, halting the other woman in her tracks.

Thalia stopped, and slowly moved to face Annabeth, and muttered obscenities to herself.

"Annabeth? What on earth are you doing in Pyeonchang?" Thalia asked.

"Don't you play dumb with me, Thalia Grace. How long has this been going on?"

Thalia gave a short laugh. "Since he was five or four? Wait, do you mean skating or the whole Russian boyfriend thing?"

"Boyfriend?" Annabeth shrieked. Percy couldn't be seeing someone. Much less a guy. He wasn't gay! Was he?

"Okay, Annabeth, let's head back to the village. We will talk about this outside of the public eye." Thalia glanced around at all the people beginning to stare. She couldn't afford to make a scene, especially here. "It's too public, and we will be in deep shit if we make a scene."

"I don't give a shit, Thalia!"

Thalia moved quickly, and slapped her hand over Annabeth's mouth, effectively preventing her from speaking any further.

"Listen. Here, Seaweed Brain is a public figure. If you make a scene, we all pay for it. If haven't noticed, he just won silver in a worldwide event. It would hurt more people than just Percy and me." Thalia removed her hand. "Please, Annabeth."

"I'm not happy about this."

"I promise, I will explain everything. Meet me in the village this afternoon, and I'll tell you as much as I can."

"Okay." Then Thalia was gone before Annabeth could open her mouth to say anything more.

Thalia and a man with a dark aura about him walked down the square about a quarter after four later that afternoon. They were late, but Annabeth was too caught up in her own misery to have even noticed the time. She saw them walk up, but didn't even give them a chance to greet her.

"Start from the beginning."

"Percy is a pretty in pink ballerina who's been dancing since he was eighteen months old. He discovered skating when he was about four years old and fell in love with the sport and has since dedicated his life to it. Percy began competing in regional and international competitions since he was ten years old."

"How the hell did he hide this?" Annabeth asked. "Why did he?"

"Sally went missing and Percy was thrust into a hero's spotlight, Annabeth. He was suddenly put on a pedestal and expected to save others. I can almost guarantee no one other than the Aphrodite cabin would have even begun to understand him. Percy had dedicated his entire life to his art until that point, and camp was the complete opposite to what his life had been life before."

"We wouldn't have cared!" Annabeth defended. She was quick to the point, and Thalia wondered if she even was listening to Percy's life story.

"Really?" The dark haired man scoffed in his thick Russian accent. "I've known Jackson for a long time. He's never quite the same after summer camp every year."

"Georgi," Thalia snapped. The man had the gall to look guilty.

"What do you mean?" Annabeth asked.

"Let's go to my room. Annabeth, Percy wants to talk to you."

"Really? Strange, seeing as Percy hasn't even given me any indication that he is even alive in the last two years!"

"Gods, what are you so dramatic?" Thalia hissed. "Stop being angry about Percy actually being mortal. He's not just some sacrifice for the gods and camp to play with. You seem to have forgotten that!"

Annabeth felt tears streaming down her face. Thalia's words were hitting close to home that was for sure. Annabeth never saw Percy as a pawn or a sacrifice. She felt like he abandoned her, and she wanted Percy back for her own selfish reasons.

"I love him! I love him, and that is the reason I am so angry about all this!" Annabeth screamed.

They all went silent. Annabeth looked back to Thalia and found her eyes were not focused on Annabeth, but to someone behind her.

"Why didn't you tell me, Annabeth?" Percy asked. Annabeth jumped. She hadn't noticed him walk up behind her.

Percy's hand was firmly locked together with the same angry, blonde skater. Said blondie looked like he was going to murder Annabeth. Percy could only look at her with an agony she hadn't expected.

"Percy."

"Maybe we could have talked about this, and talked things out years ago," Percy said. His words were shaky. They were gentler than she had ever heard in his voice in all the summers they had spent together. There was a light accent to them as well. Both things were not something she would have ever imagined on him. Percy was usually battle hardened, and light hearted. Gentle was not something she was used to.

"Why did you never tell me?" Annabeth shouted.

"How would you have reacted, Annabeth? To learn that I was a figure skater? To find out I was gay? Would you have even understood there being more to me than just a warrior?" Percy asked.

Annabeth sat down, and looked sullen.

"You never even loved me, did you?"

"At one point you were one of my best friends. I thought you could come to me for anything."

"Yeah, and you are one to talk?" Annabeth shot back.

"It is different! I saw how everyone treated the Aphrodite cabin and anyone who didn't fit the norm at camp. I struggled enough to find friends after I was claimed as a child of one of the Big Three!"

"You weren't that alienated," Annabeth said. Percy squeezed Yuri's hand tighter, and Thalia looked like she was about to kill Annabeth.

"Maybe it was because I was trying to fit in."

There was silence amongst the five of them.

"Why did we let it come to this?" Percy asked. "I want to be your friend. Not anything else. I'm not ready to lose your friendship."

"You seemed ready to lose it ten minutes ago."

"I didn't want to be the savior or even a part of another damn war!" There was the admission Percy was hoping he never had to say aloud to anyone from camp. "I'm not cut out for war, Annabeth. I wanted nothing to do with it ever again."

"And you were under the impression that I did?" Annabeth exclaimed, as if she were offended.

"Yes, Annabeth, you did," Thalia answered. Annabeth was a warrior at heart and it was ingrained into her godly DNA. Percy remembered her after her first year of camp. She'd managed to show up at his science group's dodgeball tournament at some weird school for troubled kids. She was being chased by a leviathan, and Annabeth managed to rope him into killing them. They ended up blowing up the gym. Annabeth sought out danger at any turn. She would jump into battle whenever she could and brought anyone around down with her. Often times she would blame it on Percy.

Percy only went to camp because his father made him. Poseidon wanted him to know his roots, and because of this, he was sent into war. It went against everything in Percy's heart and in his soul. Annabeth had been raised at camp. She grew up being told she would die young. Annabeth had spent her life preparing to fight in the Titan war, and became vicious in the Giant war. She'd been eager for it once it began. For as blind as Percy could be, even he could see Annabeth was addicted to war.

"Yes, Annabeth, you never once regretted going into battle," Percy answered. "You've never thought about there being anything more to your life than war."

Annabeth choked back a sob.

"You're wrong."

"Then why aren't you, the brilliant child of Athena, pursuing a career, or a college education, or even a future? Why are you standing here, at age nineteen, still living as a camp counselor?"

She couldn't answer, how could she respond?

"Don't you see, Annabeth? You need to move on in life," Thalia took over. "You need to do something. Join the military, or go to school. You can't stay stagnate forever. Your life is wait for you to be passionate about something."

"And you've found yours, Percy?" Annabeth asked. She ignored the fact that Thalia had just told her all these things. Had Percy continued, she would have been hearing the same things.

"Pft, seriously? He just achieved on of his ultimate goals," Yuri answered. "He just beat me in competition."

"My goals aren't beating you, Yura. One was medaling in the Olympics, though."

"Really?" Yuri asked.

"Dear gods, Yuri. Don't let your oversized ego float away your head," Thalia groaned. "Besides, both of you just got your asses thoroughly kicked by Katsuki not five hours ago."

Georgi snorted at his rinkmates.

"You did as well," Yuri snapped. Georgi stopped laughing and he glared at the pair.

"Annabeth, it's time for you to move on," Percy said.

"But to what?"

"I guess you get to figure it out."

"How about you join us for drinks tonight," Thalia offered. "They have a banquet to go to. Maybe we'll help you get some ideas."

Maybe she would. Maybe it was time to move on with her life.

Poseidon sauntered up to his son's doorstep a few weeks after Percy's success at the Olympics. He rang the bell and waited patiently for his son to answer. There was quite a bit of crashing, and some shouting in a mix of English and Russian. The door swung open. The boy his son was fond of was standing on the other side, and the boy's hand was bleeding for some reason.

"What do you want?" He bit out.

In all his years, Poseidon had never been speechless. Why was this boy rude to a god? He was almost positive the kid knew who he was, as well.

"Are you coming in, or not? Percy! Your father is here!"

Percy poked his head into the front room.

"Oh, hello father! What are you doing here?" Percy asked, he moved into the room and hung off of Yuri.

"Um, I hadn't congratulated you on your accomplishments. An Olympic medal is a big deal."

Percy forced a smile. "Thank you. I didn't know you thought that way about my skating."

Poseidon felt the guilt crept into his mind. He never truly saw Percy's passion for figure skating as important until he had seen his son win at the Winter Olympics. He knew it probably had been wrong of him to try and push Percy away from what he loved, but he didn't know how to even apologize for his actions.

"I do. I should have paid more attention to your career, and not pushed you so hard when you wanted to leave camp for good."

"I accept your apology. Are you staying for dinner? Mom and Thalia are both here, one more wouldn't hurt," Percy shrugged.

Yuri groaned, and shoved Percy off of him.

"Great! Why won't you just invite the old man and the pig, while you're at it?" Yuri yelled, and vanished back into the kitchen.

"Oh, and Yakov is joining us, as well. Mom hasn't seen him in a while and they are close friends," Percy called back.

"Why not invite the entire club to supper? We already have half of them coming anyhow!"

Poseidon blink at the pair, and was utterly confused. This was a relationship? Huh.

"You have an interesting partner," Poseidon commented.

"Ah, he loves me anyways," Percy said, and closed the door behind his father. "Mom, Father is here for supper! I need to go make sure Yura doesn't burn down the kitchen."

Percy headed out of the room and motioned for his father to follow him. Sally was sitting at the table, reading a book. She put it down when she saw him.

"Poseidon, what an unexpected surprise," she said. Sally got up and gave him a quick hug. "It has been way too long."

"I agree, we should have stayed in contact as Percy got older."

Percy awkwardly stood in between them. "Um do you two want to catch up in the living room?"

Sally took the hint and brought her ex out of her son's kitchen so the pair could catch up.

"Your father is staying for dinner?" Yuri exclaimed. "What in the world were you thinking? You are letting him stay after all the shit he has put you through?"

"He came to apologize, or something of the sort," Percy defended. "He can stay for supper at the least."

Yuri looked like he was going to explode. "Sometimes I cannot believe you. Annabeth and those camp friends of yours accuse you of abandoning them, yet you let them back in, and you help Annabeth put her life back together. Now you are letting your bastard father stay for supper?"

"I'm going to give him a second chance, whether he deserves it or not, Yura," Percy said, kissing his boyfriend on the cheek. "We all deserve second chances and a life to make something of ourselves."

"You are saying this, but I don't understand."

"I never hated my father, but I was never fond of how he left my mother and me behind. I never needed him, and I have a wonderful stepfather whom I adore. It doesn't mean I should cut my father out of my life entirely. I'm not that sort of person."

"Sadly."

"Shut up, Yura. It is just one evening. We are all going to have a good time together. It's Mom's first night in St. Petersburg and we are going to celebrate out victory at the Olympics before the rest of our season starts. We have the rest of our lives to be spiteful or to love others."

"I suppose you are right."

"Of course I'm right. I am smarter than you, and I am the better skater," Percy quipped.

"You are not!" Yuri exclaimed and hit him on the shoulder. Percy laughed and kissed Yuri.

He may not be fond of his father, but family was family. Percy loved his life, and he couldn't wait for the rest of it to happen. There was so much he wanted to do with his life.

He hear the door open again, and others enter the room.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain! Where's the food?" Thalia called.

There was nothing more he cared about in his life at that moment then all the people there. Percy was so grateful to have his family there with him, and to have all the support from most the people there. He couldn't care about what his father once had thought about his passion, he just cared the man was there supporting him now. Percy was content with his life and could wait to spend the rest of it with his family, and skating, doing what he loved, and enjoying every second of it.

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