Disclaimer: I still don't own it. I think. Let me see. . . Nope I'm just not feeling it. Maybe tomorrow.

Yet Another Week Later

I was calmly leaning against Syca's tree, remembering the day that Artemis, the Artemis, blessed me. That memory mixed in with the one of Apollo blessing me. How good will my archery be? I felt a vision coming.

I was standing in the archery range and I nocked about 5 arrows and shot them with precision in the bullseye of 5 different targets.

Well there's my answer.

"Okay. Here it is."

I blinked myself out of my thoughts to look at Syca who was standing next to a statue of me. It was made completely of flowers.

"Why flowers?" I asked.

She looked at me and shrugged. "I felt nature around you."

I raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything else. There was a bright pink flash of light and there stood the goddess of love and beauty herself. Ladies and gentlemen, Aphrodite.

"Ah Rachel, darling. You look fabulous, if I do say so myself."

I rolled my eyes at her overly preppy voice that reminded me of some of the girls at Clarion a little more than I would have liked. I had to force that thought out of my mind and turned to the goddess in front of me.

"I brought you a gift. It'll help you hide your pregnancy no matter how many months along you are."

I choked on air and looked wide-eyed at the goddess who one could only describe as insane.

"Oh I guess you didn't know yet," she said shrugging. "But it was only a matter of time."

I looked at her hand and in it was a little box. She handed it to me and I opened it with trembling hands. In it was a golden bow and arrow hairclip. I didn't pay attention to detail though, I was still thinking about what Aphrodite said. I was pregnant? How will everyone react? How will my parents react?

I took the hairclip out of the box and put it in my hair. The back of my mind faintly registered Aphrodite leaving and Syca wrapping her arms around me, but I was too caught up in my thoughts to notice.

I lost track of how long I sat there, bit when I looked up the moon was shining in the night sky. Syca had gone back into her tree, so I stood up and walked back into the mansion. I understood how Apollo was able to think of this place as a simple home. It was always the same routine every day. Walking around here so often, it felt natural and started to seem normal. I sighed and