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As a favor from Fleecy, Percy, Thalia, and Grover were teleported back to Camp Half-Blood. It was about midnight, and the sky was a peaceful purple-black. The stars were shining brightly in the sky, providing a stark contrast to the Fields of Asphodel. The weather was warm and there was barely a breeze blowing through the Camp.

Though they were walking to the Big House, Percy was still mulling over Annabeth and the fact that she had chosen rebirth. Was she now a pregnant child in someone's womb? Did she have a waiting period of like three years before she was born into someone? Was she going to be born a half-blood once more? Was she even going to be born in the United States?

Regardless, he missed her. Annabeth had this large shadow over her entire life and she finally freed herself from it. She found peace, even if it was in death. And like Silena and Luke, she had chosen a hero's death and got rewarded with Elysium. Percy thought that he should feel good and at peace with that, but he still felt pretty miserable. He wished that he had said more to her, expressed his feelings in a clearer way before she took the path of rebirth.

Percy should've guessed that Annabeth would have been offered Elysium because when she jumped into the Asopio Pool, Arachne did come out. And for Arachne to be brought back to life, an individual of pure heart must have taken a dip in there.

Percy was pulled out of his thoughts when Cyrene began to cry. He disabled her Egyptian protection spell and looked down at her swaddle. When he looked closer, he saw that she had a golden glow coming from it.

Was she a god? Was the exposure to Egyptian magic too much and now she's a magician? Grover and Thalia crowded around the infant and watched as she glowed.

Thalia breathed, "Oh, gods."

She laced her arms around Cyrene and pulled her out of her swaddle, revealing the true source of the golden glow. In Cyrene's swaddle was the Golden Fleece, shrunken to provide a sort of swaddle padding underneath Cyrene. Annabeth must have put the Fleece under her to provide her an extra measure of protection.

Percy wasn't sure why Annabeth had put the Golden Fleece under Cyrene; was it to heal her if she had gotten hurt? Was it to make sure that Cyrene had the most comfortable journey possible to the Asopio Pool?

However, once Thalia had removed the Golden Fleece from the swaddle, Cyrene stopped crying. It must have been too much energy for a mortal infant to be taking in at once. Thalia folded the Fleece under her arm. "I'm going to give this to Chiron, in case he needs to use it for the camp. Percy, you can go drop your stuff on in Poseidon's cabin. Grover, you can go let Juniper know that you're back home safely."

Grover jumped and hustled into the woods, towards his new fiancé. Percy sighed and smiled as Grover retreated into the trees. Percy put Cyrene back in her non-Fleece lined swaddle now, prompting her to head back to sleep. He headed back to the Poseidon cabin. Once he got in, he dropped off his duffel bag of weapons, as well as put Cyrene down on his bed. For every weapon he unpacked, he hung or put at a different place in the room. He took out his old orange Camp Half-Blood shirt and held it up. He expected it to be dirty, burned, torn, and worn. However, it was clean and it smelled of his mother's fabric softener. He thought it did look a little smaller though. He folded it and put it on his bed as he continued to unpack everything through the room.

Once he unpacked everything, he sat on his bed, next to Cyrene. Her face as contorting as if she was having a bad dream. Percy picked her up, rocking her slowly. He thought about humming to her but he was definitely not going to be as good as Thalia was at it.

Speaking of Thalia...Percy couldn't thank her enough. She stuck by his side the entire time, protected him and Cyrene fiercely, didn't kill him for seeing her…indisposed. And she had made sure that he actually slept, using her Hunter magic to make him fall asleep when the nightmares and the guilt attacked him. Percy knew the only reason she had joined the mission was because she wanted to find Annabeth. Now that they know what happened, though, Percy felt weird. He didn't want Thalia to go. He wanted to go on another mission (that wasn't so personal, just the usual "save the world" bit) and wanted Thalia to go with him. He knew that was unrealistic though. She was with the Hunters. She had sworn off boys.

He wondered if Artemis made exceptions though. Percy didn't know why that had popped up in his head, but he knew that he was going to miss her Christmas smell.

"I guess this is goodbye?"

Percy turned with Cyrene in his arms to see Thalia smiling in the doorway. He flashed her a grin, kissed Cyrene on the forehead and put her down on the bed.

Thalia walked in and looked around the cabin. "This looks like a Hunter's tent, with all the weapons lying around."

Percy looked around. "Yeah, I guess you're right. You get some strange weapons and artifacts through the adventures over the years."

Thalia exhaled and climbed onto Tyson's old bed. "Tell me about it. My adventures have been much more dangerous than yours."

Percy faced her. "I don't know about that…mine have been pretty wild."

And for an hour, they talked to each other about the different adventures they had over the years. They challenged each other to exchange adventures, but they could only take thirty seconds to explain each individual adventure. Percy was having fun making Thalia laugh and recoil and flinch at the mention of some of his stories. Her stories seemed terrifying as well, only worthy of immortal warrior women.

Thalia ended it with, "Well, in my latest adventure, I went with Grover and this boneheaded son of Poseidon to save his kidnapped sister from his girlfriend who wanted to sacrifice her to Tartarus. And he saw me naked, so that was fun."

Heat rushed to his face. "Sorry about that, again. I didn't do it on purpose, I swear."

Thalia looked at the fountain in the middle of the cabin, that was now spewing water at full height.

"Percy, in my dream, you had died. I had failed to stop this big threat and everyone that I knew had died. You looked at me and told me that I was a disappointment."

Percy's heart dropped. "Thalia, you're not a disappointment."

Thalia continued to look at the fountain. "Yeah, well…I had knelt over your body and thought about everything that I had regretted doing to you. I realized that I had done some pretty mean things and said some uncalled things as well."

"Is that an apology?"

Thalia stood up and walked towards Percy. "No. I just realized how mean I had been to you over the years. But…it also made me think about all of the things…that I hadn't said to you."

Thalia was now in front of Percy, who had swung towards her so his legs were hanging off the bed. She was almost between his legs now. She gave him a small smile.

Percy looked in her eyes, and her electric blue eyes looked vibrant and colorful. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him up so she was slightly looking up at her. They were very close now, and Percy's heart was thumping out of his body.

Percy and Thalia were almost nose to nose now and their lips were an inch apart. When Percy leaned in, Thalia gave him a hug. She smelled like Christmas and cinnamon rolls, and she held him tightly, as if she was never going to see him again.

After about a second, she pushed him away gently and, with what Percy thought was a tear in her eye, she stuck out her hand.

"Nice working with you, Aquaman."

Percy was feeling all different types of emotions. He knew that Thalia was amazing, beautiful, and strong, but she was also a Hunter. She made an oath of eternal maidenhood and her immortality was tied to that.

Percy realized Thalia made the right choice. Annabeth had just died and was reborn hours ago, and Percy wasn't sure that he was completely over her. Thalia was the Lieutenant of the Hunters of Artemis and had a group to get back to. He didn't want to be responsible for her losing her family and her immortality. Though he had never met a cooler girl, it would not be a good idea to do…that.

He tried for a brave smile which made Thalia look away. He shook her hand.

"See you around, Wonder Woman."

Thalia smiled as a tear came down; it was the second time he had seen Thalia cry. She turned and started to walk away.

Percy made a quick decision and called out, "Wait!"

Thalia turned around to see Percy holding his orange Camp Half-Blood shirt up like he was trying to sell it to her. He smiled and gave it to her. "This is yours now. Remember my boneheaded self in your adventures."

More tears fell down Thalia's face, but she took the shirt gratefully. She looked at it and slung it over her shoulder. "It smells like the sea."

Percy ran his fingers through his hair. "Ah, man. I thought my mother had washed the smell out. I'm sorry."

She looked down at it once again and sniffed. "No…no, it's perfect."

She nodded to him, wiped her silvery tears, and ran out. Percy watched her run with perfect form towards a group of Hunters who were waiting at the edge of Camp Half-Blood. Once she reached them, they hopped into one of the new magical rafts and took off towards the woods. Percy sent a quick message to the sea monsters to let them pass.

Percy sighed and Cyrene started crying. He looked at her. "Yeah, I know. I'm sad too, Cy. Let's get you back to your mother."

Percy tapped her protection spell and his ring glowed deathly silver.

"Take me to Sally Jackson."

He went to the corner of his room and together, they melted into the shadows.

They came out in his mother's apartment, and his mother and Paul were on the couch. They saw him holding Cyrene, and her mother turned towards them. Percy tapped his protection charm and took off her bracelet.

She leapt over the couch like a demigod and tore Cyrene from him, hugging her so close that he was worried about the safety of the baby. Tears flowed down his mother's face as she said how much she missed Cyrene. In turn, Cyrene cooed and giggled, reaching towards her mother and trying to wrap her small arms around her mother's neck. Paul scrambled over and hugged his mother and Cyrene.

Percy stood there watching Paul, Cyrene, and his mother smiling and crying. His mother pushed Cyrene in Paul's arms, who pulled the baby close to him.

His mom rushed towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in and rubbing his back. "Percy. I knew you could do it. I'm sorry you had to go through that. I'm so sorry. You're home now. You're home now."

This time, Percy didn't even try to stop the tears from coming down.

The entire family was crying except for Cyrene, who was laughing and giggling because she was happy to be back with her family.

Quick notes: Thank you for all the reviews. I will give you all a proper message once the story ends. THERE WILL BE TWO MORE EPILOGUE CHAPTERS, so stay tuned. For a few people who have questions:

Aetemus and faux pass: Thank you for the reviews! I agree that in the books, Annabeth would not be powerful enough to beat both Percy and Thalia at her current level of combat. However, earlier in the story, Annabeth was revealed to have enhanced strength and speed, courtesy of Arachne. Think about her new strength and speed, combined with her considerable fighting skill (she's been fighting for over a decade), her enhanced endurance, her intelligence, and her strategic skills. Also keep in mind that she's known Percy for six years now; she knows him and has seen him fight countless times. This allows her to predict what his moves were going to be, until he went Wolf, which allowed him to change the game up with her. This, in my opinion, made her a pretty formidable foe.

JC RH: Sorry if this wasn't clear to begin with. They are exchange pools, but keep in mind that for a monster to go to Tartarus, they have to "die." Their essence then goes to Tartarus. If a mortal gets dropped into the pool, they would die and their soul would go to Tartarus and would exchange with a monster, bringing them both out of Tartarus and back to life.