My Two New Favorite Names are now "Shirley" and "Temple"

"So it's after you to." Cece stated. At first, when I thought Would Be said Sin City; I thought she meant Los Angeles. I didn't know she meant truly, Sin City. Las Vegas seemed as if the whole city hasn't changed since we left. It was still night and the lights were still as bright. The Stoll brothers were able to take a drunken man's car. "It was too easy." Connor said.

"He left the door unlock and the keys in the ignition." Travis said, giving his brother-in-crime a high five. Now, we only had to find a person that had a driver's license.

"I have one." Cece volunteered. We just stared at her. Connor took out a faux when Cece took it and ripped it. I didn't know she was that strong. "Mine's is real, Connor. I'm support to be eighteen now, kinds sort of, but I was in the Lotus so long, it stopped my aging for a while."

Connor looked upset, but he just turned and got into the yellow Ferrari. We drove 90mph. She didn't hit anyone, just swerved around them. We past the Little White Chapel, a Casino, and then the Lotus Hotel.

"I suppose you don't want to stop at the Lotus Hotel, Percy and Nico?" We just scowled at her. I just realized that all of us, excluding the Stoll brothers, have been trapped in the Lotus Hotel.

"So, Percy, tell me about your dream."

I explain everything to her. I couldn't tell what her facial expression was very clearly, but I'm sure she was crying. She looked upset. I really didn't want to ask her questions at that moment, but I needed the answers.

"Was your mom really fourteen?"

She sighed. "Percy, I can feel that you think it's wrong that such a young girl would be having kids, but that wasn't old at that time. A nine year old was considered old enough."

I couldn't grasp that concept. A nine year old? Yeah right. She didn't seem to notice what I was thinking. She looked straight ahead. Travis rubbed his shoulder.

"Ouch!" Nico yelped. "Travis, this is a Ferrari! It only sits four. And there are five of us in here!"

Then a grunting sound came from the trunk. "Grover, you don't count."

"Can't… breath!" Grover yelled.

"Not… ready… to… die…"

"It's not so bad, says the ghost." Nico teased.

"Don't… forget… the gothic… kid…"

Then, the car stopped suddenly. Nico took Riptide (Don't ask me how he got it. He swore he'll kill me if I did.), got out the car. And started stabbing the trunk. After about ten seconds of Grover screaming and asking for forgiveness.

"How about now? I put some holes it. He didn't look sarcastic. He looked like he just saved the day. Grover just mumbled a few words to make him stop. Nico walked back to the car and Cece began driving. She mumbled something about choosing boys when she should have chose men, but I didn't bother asking what she said. "So…" Connor said, trying to make a conversation.

"What are we doing, captain?" For once, Cece actually smiled a little at Connor. "There are camp half-bloods in every country. Though we are closest to Olympus, The most powerful camps are in Greece, France, and Egypt. Luke has spies all over France. He is manipulating Spain. Most of his army of demigods is the Spaniards. Before he reaches Greece, He will destroy the one in Alexander, Egypt. Palla know that's where he's going, but she has no idea what Kronos is making him do. I would take the Labyrinth, like we just did, but I will just run into Nanu over and over. You are not to eat, where, drink, or keep anything in these bags. Once used, you have ten seconds to get it as far from you as possible. Money is the only thing I recommend, so chose wisely."

Delila snuggled more into Cece's lap. Sonic stayed on top of the roof, where he can watch and see what monsters would come after us. I thought about how weird the humans would think it was that a snow owl was in Las Vegas in the middle of summer on top of a roof. Cece said he can mess with the Mist, make him look like a dog or a cat or something like that. Hey! That rhymed!

"You guys need to get some sleep. Percy, you too."

I didn't want to, but Nico shouted at me, "Sleep, Percy Jackson." And I blacked out.

I was back in the palace. The name was still a silhouette. A servant came and bowed at his feet. "My Lord, you have received not one child, but two."

He man tilted his hand in surprise. "Two?"

"Yes, my Lord. Come and see."

They walked into the room where a body was having it final rest in a white wrapp. The man moved the part that covered her face and kissed her forehead.

He whispered. "Cecillie. My poor, poor, Cecillie. May your mother's curse be your blessing, and may your children prosper." He covered her face and turned to the servants. Suddenly, two women walked in the room, Aphrodite and Hera.

They each picked up one baby. Aphrodite looked discussed at the one in hers. "I give my most beautiful daughter a kingdom, my blessing, and promised her any man she wishes. Well, I punished her well, didn't I, baby." The baby in her hands cried. He eyes were closed, like she couldn't open them. "I must say, you did a fine job. Of course, Cecillie could have done better."

"You'll pay-"

"Hush!" she ordered. She looked back at the baby. "I shall name you, Cecillia, The Blind One, since I gave you the gift of not being able to see."

"That's not a gift, Aphrodite."

She turned to him. "Why yes it is. Since she can't see, everything the same. Nothing can stop her feeling to bloom faster. I'll prove it by making her fall in love with the ugliest man I can think of."

Before I could hear his response I woke with a start.

The sun was fully set. It had to be midnight or around that time. I rubbed my eyes and looked around the car was parked on the side of a hidden road that rested in a forest. One the other side was a large, white house, looking straight at me like we were having a staring competition. It looked like it was a small peninsula, because a bayou covered to back and the sides of it. It had a Victorian iron gate wrapped around it, clearly saying, wordless, "You're not welcome, so don't even bother!" if you haven't learned by now, I'm a bit insane after waking up.

I looked up at the sky. The stars shined brighter, and there was more. There were only a few lamp posts every twenty yards, or more, so the road was very dark.

"Couldn't sleep either?" Cece asked. She was staring at the house in front of us. At first, I thought she was angry, but I noticed it was more.

"This place, I jones for it." She said. She never took her eyes off of it. "It brings memories. Lots of pain, suffering, loneliness, unsatisfaction, curiosity, hurt, but…"

She began to croak. "But it was the only place I had peace. It was my home."

"You lived her?"

She gave out a little laugh, but she seems too lost in memory and pain to feel any joy. "Yeah." She whispered. "Only for a while. Palla and I left at about ten. That was the stupidest thing I'd ever done. I came back when I was twelve, to tell my adopted mother, Elena, I was sorry, but I had to protect her and our other mortal siblings. The monsters were too much for them. Since I come from two cultures, the Egyptian creatures come for me too. But once I came…"

She stopped. She swallowed a cry.

I put an arm around her shoulder. "You don't have to tell me-"

"No, Percy, it feels good to tell you. I was never able to talk to anyone about this, because my best friend is my sister and she's always with me."

She played with her Black-gold hair for a little while until she came back in control.

"When we came back, they were dead. All of them. They said it was an animal attack, but I knew a creature came, searching for me."

We were quiet for a while. Nothing but the sound of crickets and frogs. Fire flies danced around Cece, probably trying to cheer her up, but she wasn't taking it.

"The stars, they're shining like they always have." She finally said. You know who I just described she was really depressed, now, she seemed to be happy. No, not happy, hopeful. She was staring at the stars in the black sky. She seemed to have that silver glow, like Thalia, instead of her golden one.

"Where are we?" I finally asked.

"New Orleans, Louisiana," she said wistfully. "The Big Easy. That's probably why this is my favorite place ever."

We were silent for a while. At first we didn't move, but she rested on my chest, the shot back up. "I can't fall asleep. I must stay awake."

I pushed her with the inside of my arm and made her rest on my shoulder. I don't remember ever toughing Cece, besides when I found her in the cove, but she was almost dead, so she was cold and wet and almost solid. Her hair wasn't a texture I was use to, but it was soft. Even softer than it was her skin. When she looked up at me, with her blank eyes that seemed as if she was looking lost in space, all I saw was her and that me and here were the only two here, not just in the car, not just at this house, not just in New Orleans, or even the country, but the whole world. It was like everything was meant for us. I knew right then and there, for sure, I had strong feelings for her. Then only thing that was keeping me from going in, from taking a chance, was Annabeth. How could I have done that to her? It's not like we're going out, but she becomes really jealous of my girl-friends. That's why I don't have one (yeah, that's the only reason.) Cece laughed and scowled at my thoughts.

"Be careful, Percy, of lust." She warned me. I looked at her, confused. Me? Lust?

"Yes, if I was to hug you, you would probably go-"

"I so wouldn't!" I jumped in. I wasn't sure how read my face was, but it felt pretty hot.

"I just… it's just… when I look at you, I go crazy. You're just that hot, ok? You just are! You just have that natural look of being hot. You're basically just DOWN RIGHT-"

Suddenly, she took my chin, looked my deep in the eyes, and kissed me. I would tell you how it went, but I couldn't remember. You remembered how Palla intoxicated Luke, right. Well, that's what she basically did to me. It actually tasted like the real thing (Not saying that the Party Ponies from Texas taught a few boys from camp how to drink or anything.) From regular red wine to a margarita to a Shirley Temple to a Bloody Mary, It was so addictive, you never wanted t stop. From the back of my memory, I remembered Palla said that Mr. D taught her the trick, but I don't think it's a trick anymore, I think it's one of his "gifts" before passed out, she stopped and pulled away.

"No one knows of this."

She looked more serious than ever I nodded and she rested on my chest and quickly fell asleep. I tried to go back, but the after taste was burning my mouth.

About an hour later, something huge and feathery landed on the roof of the Ferrari. So much for bringing it back with only sword stabbings.