Epilogue is up this early even though I said I wasn't going to update early, but I had a lot of free time because school is out AGAIN because of what they call "snow" and I felt like being nice today. Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson characters at all.

I woke up to a faint buzzing in my ears. When I glanced up, the ceiling looked sort of slanted so I could tell that I was disoriented. A lot. The second thing I noticed was Annabeth and Percy sitting besides me with their eyebrows furrowed in concern. After a moment of staring at them with confused silence, did I realize what was going on. And the ceiling-which happened to be Cabin 10's ceiling-went back to normal and the buzzing had stopped. "Piper...? You remember who we are don't you?"

I blinked. Then felt a wide smile crack upon my lips, and I burst out laughing. After a few minutes, I calmed down and replied, "Yes, yes, of course." Then I glanced at their unsure faces and reassured them, "I'm fine, I really am." Then it was their turn to crack a grin.

"Okay, good. Because I've had enough memory problems to deal with to last a lifetime," she said seriously, but her eyes still showed that she was teasing.

My smile had now turned into a frown once I realized what was happening again. "What happened? Is she dead? Did you guys kill her followers? What about Reyna? Did she-"

"Piper! Shut up. Please." Percy said. Then his smile was back. "Everything went perfectly, thanks to you. Reyna handled everything, just like you told her. She Iris-Messaged the camp immediately as soon as she was dismissed from Khione-at least, that's what she told us. It was hectic, really. But we somehow managed to beat their asses back to Tartarus. Don't worry about us. Are you okay?"

I nodded impatiently, "Yes, I'm fine. I told you already." It was silent for a while before I blurted the question that I've been wanting to ask since I've woken up. "Where's Jason? Is he still unconscious? Is he okay?"

Percy and Annabeth noticeably winced which filled me with immediate dread. Oh my gods, I just got my memory back and this had to happen to him? Now? "No, no, Piper it's not like that," Percy said hastily, noticing my pale face. "He's still alive and he's not unconscious, but his case is still severe. It could be days before-"

"Where is he?"

"In the camp's infirmary. But, listen, Piper-"

I didn't bother listening to the rest of his sentence as I hopped off the bed and paced towards the infirmary.

I was so mad at him when I saw him talking to Will Solace in the room. Gods, how I wanted to punch him right then and there. How dare he scare me like that? Did he know the consequences of doing so? When they heard the door slam shut, Jason and Will turned their heads towards me with astonishment. I didn't care. I walked up to Jason Grace and before I knew exactly what I was doing, I slapped him across the face. One that you could literally hear ringing seconds afterwards. Jason reached up to touch his flaming right cheek in astonishment. "What the hell was that for, Piper?"

"You idiot!"

"What did I do?"

"You almost died, you little-"

"Woah, woah. What the fuck is going on?" Then he looked harder at me."Did you... did you get your memories back?"

I was pissed. He got knocked out unconscious for who the hell knows how long, and the only thing he cared about was whether or not I got my memories back? Before Jason or I could process it (and talk about mood swings) I reached out, holding his cheek, and brought his lips to mine. He had frozen in utter shock. I couldn't really blame him- I didn't even know what I was doing. But it felt right. And I've done it before, and I'm obviously doing it now. So nothing else matters. I pulled away slightly, but our noses were still lightly touching. He blinked a couple of times before saying in some sort of daze, "P.. Piper?"

"Shut up and kiss me, Sparky."

That familiar nickname made him understand and he obliged almost instantly even though I don't think I used charmspeak on him. It felt like a puzzle-him and I. It was like he was pouring all of his emotions he's been feeling from the past couple of weeks all at the same time. Lust, admiration, but most importantly love and longing. It made my head dizzy in ways more than one. I finally realized how much my 'absence' had affected him. I felt a tremendous amount of guilt and suddenly felt guilty kissing him like that. But Jason pulled me closer to him so that I was now almost sitting on top of him, and I forgot all about it.

"Um, I'll leave you two... alone, I guess." Jason and I pulled apart a little to face an awkward Will, but his arm was still protectively around my waist-as if he was afraid I was going to leave and forget about him again. Not if I had anything to do with it. "Not that you would care," then Will smirked and stepped out of the room awkwardly.

"So..." Jason started to say.

"So..."

"So when did you... you know?"

"Get my memories back or killed Khione?" I smirked. "I actually got it while fighting her. Talk about weird timing, huh? I'm just glad that's over with," I said while sighing with relief.

He smiled at me for a while before pulling me closer. "It's been a while since you've called me Sparky. I almost forgot that you used to call me that at all." Then he paused and his smile had now turned into a sad frown. "Actually, no. I hadn't forgotten at all."

I groaned and pulled away from him quickly. "I'm so sorry, Jason. I really am. I... I should have listened to you when you told me to get away from Khione's followers. It was so stupid of me." I force my eyes away from him in guilt as I remember what had happened that night when I lost my memories.

"You better watch out, kid. All of you better. Once Khione figures out your still alive and surprising was not killed by the Earth goddess, she'll be coming for all of you," one of the small, midget minions said. The wind was now picking up its speed. Jason tried to calm them down-he really did, judging by the way he looks like he just might pass out in a second- but it was hopeless. It was time to go, it was obvious and Annabeth was gesturing at us to escape with her in a nearby bush. It was tempting, but there was something I just had to do.

"Piper, where are you going?" I heard Jason's voice calling to me as I ran towards the source of all the wind. I didn't answer him; instead I just persevered on forwards. "Piper get back here! Piper, you're going to hurt yourself!"

It took a while to reach the damn minion, and it was about time, too. As soon as I reached for the minion, he smacked me to the ground. I kicked him, hard, and he pushed me back even more until I was standing right next to Jason again. Apparently, during the time I was trying to get back the camp's weaponry (it was stolen from the minions), the minion had already captured Annabeth and the rest in one of those cages that I'd seen venti spirits trapped in. I tried a different tactic. I weaved my way around the dry parts-the parts that weren't being blown away from the cold wind- and tied Katoptris tightly around a nearby vine. I didn't trust my aim, but I really didn't have a choice so I threw it anyway, praying to every god I know to hit the minion. Thank Gods. I almost wanted to scream with delight when the minion turned into golden dust and Annabeth and the rest were released from the tight prison. The weapons were also freed.

But I wasn't so easily.

I hadn't noticed the ice block until Jason let out a scream, "No! Piper look-"

Jason grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly, never letting go. "It's not your fault. You were just trying to help the camp. You didn't see-"

I pulled my hand away from his grasp. "Well I should have! Gods, I was so blind! This entire thing could have been avoided if I had... if I had..."

"Exactly! You couldn't have done anything at all! Everything happens for a reason, Piper. Remember when I had lost my memories? Think about it. Sometimes I really do have to thank Hera for that."

"Why?"

"Because I wouldn't have met you."

I looked down again. "Yeah... well. This has nothing to do with meeting anything. Me losing my memories has nothing to do with anything important," I said bitterly.

He brought my chin up with his hand and looked me straight in the eye with a look of determination. "Yes. It has everything to with was important. If you hadn't lost your memories, I wouldn't have realized that I... that I..." he faltered for a second, and I had to bite back a smirk.

"That you what, Jason?"

He smiled again and said a lot more sure of himself, "I love you, Piper. A lot."

"I love you, too." I smiled. We were about to kiss again when we heard the door open. Reyna and Leo had walked in.

Leo was looking like his normal self. Curly haired, hyperactive eyes, and fidgeting hands. It was a relief to see him again.

As for Reyna, she looked more worn out. It was obvious she had gone through a lot while I was fighting Khione. She studied me and Jason for a while, and I started to feel nervous again. But Jason was still holding my hand tightly, and Reyna broke out into a smile, so I let it go.

"See your back to normal, Beauty Queen," Then he glanced at Jason and back to me and continued, "And I see you guys are also back to normal now. Maybe even more," he smirked while we glared at him, but he still continued firmly, "Don't scare us like that again, Beauty Queen."

I smiled before wrapping him in a tight bear hug. "Not if I can help it." And I meant it.

"Dumpster Queen, I see you're still alive," Drew said, unenthusiastic later on that day. I turned away from folding my clothes to glare at her. It was so annoying to see her like this every single day. It was so annoying to have her insult my looks and every single thing I wear. It was so annoying to see her hitting on Jason every single day even though he would just ignore her and walk way. But she wouldn't be Drew if she didn't. Because even though I hate Drew, I really don't. So I hugged her. And her body became instantly frozen. She patted my back awkwardly before pushing me off her.

"Uh, what are you doing?" She asked awkwardly.

I took a long look around my surroundings. About the entire Aphrodite cabin was looking at me with a look that said, What the hell is Piper doing, hugging Drew? And I honestly wondered that myself. What was I doing hugging Drew?

But I couldn't find it in myself to care because the next thing I said, was the blunt, obvious truth. To me it was, anyways. "It's great to be home."

4 years later...

Everything was going great. Percy and Annabeth finally got married two years ago, and it was a relief, honestly. They still fought time to time, but things were going okay. Frank and Hazel were doing great from what I had heard. They had gotten one baby girl and one baby boy five months ago-faternal twins. They resembled their parents so much, it was hilarious. Leo and Calypso were also great. They didn't have any children yet, but it was obvious they were taking things slow. That was okay, I guess. They had been through a lot, and it was taking time for them to adjust. But it was obvious they enjoyed each others company every time me and Jason visit them often.

And Katie and Travis... Gods, don't even get me started on them. They fought-constantly. There wasn't one moment where I didn't see them trying to kill the other. Was it amusing? Very. One time I had walked upon them throwing a pie at each other- a pie. Really could they get any more immature? But that prank Travis had forced me into about a week after gaining my memories back... well, let's just say that they can't stop shoving their tongues down each other's throats.

As for Jason and I... that's a whole other story. Things had gotten complicated. Well... complicated is the wrong term to use, but it somehow still managed to fit. There isn't a day where he doesn't tell me that he loves me or a day where he doesn't hold me like he's holding me right now. It's been four years since the 'incident' had happened, but we still love each other the same amount. If possible, even more day by day. We had gotten married maybe a month after Percy and Annabeth had gotten married, and things were going amazingly well. There were some days where I would wake up screaming my head off from nightmares of the war, of Khione coming back from the dead haunting me forever, of the people we had lost... my father. And sometimes all of them at the same time.

It was constant torture.

But Jason was always there for me. He kept on reminding me that it was over, everything is okay now, and I really shouldn't worry. And I actually started to believe him. So I would slip back into the covers and he would hold me protectively through the night, guarding my body close to his. He would whisper, "I'm not going to let anything happen to you again. Ever. I love you." And he would kiss my forehead, then my nose, and finally landing on my lips.

And to this day, I believe every word.

~The End~

Wow. I think this is one of the most deepest things I have ever wrote. I think I did okay, did you? If it was a little OOC I am so sorry. But I felt like it had to be done for the sake of the story. So... I'M DONE WITH MY FIRST MULTI-CHAP STORY! Eeep, yaayyyy. And thanks for being so patient with me for waiting for this chapter to be done.

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