Sorry it took so long. Long story short, I'm starting to take my BF up on his offer to clip the flashdrive to my pants so I STOP LOSING IT!

Here's the next chapter!

Henry

My heart was broken. Although it may have been cold as ice for the last centuries, it was shattered. There was nothing that could fix it. Not after what has happened to Kate.

How did this happen? Kate wasn't supposed to be in danger. She was never supposed to be involved in our war. We started this; by putting Cronus in Tartarus, we started a war long before the humans were created.

I held Kate close, ignoring the roars of battle overhead. She was growing cold. Colder than my heart before she got a hold on it; her gentle touch, her kind and devoted words, she stubbornness that could easily surpass that of her sister's or her mother's – I needed all of that from her. I needed her here with me, and nothing anyone could say or do would change that.

Suddenly, someone appeared in the doorway, the one that had crumpled and was now a pile of stone and rubble. "What a shame. The little princess got her prince, but not her happy ending."

My blood boiled. The reason Kate was dead, the reason my heart was broken, and the reason our son would live his days without a mother was standing in that doorway. Everything that she's done, everything that she's taken from me – it was her. Calliope.

I stood slowly, carefully lifting Kate with me. "What more could you take from me, Calliope, my sister? You've taken every potential girl that could save me from fading, and now you've taken the only woman I will ever love. What more do you want?"

"I've already told you all that I've wanted. I wanted you, Henry. You and I…we understand each other, better than she ever could. This was the only way to make you see that." I hear her heels click as she stepped closer, but not toward me. "Don't worry, brother. I will take this little beast off your hands."

Milo. Rage spilled from my pores; how dare she talk about Kate's son – my son – that way. And she thought she could just take him?

The power I have wielded for eons surrounded me like a cloak, and from it a tentacle of pure energy, black and swirling, snaked toward her and smacked her across the room, away from Milo's bassinette. Her body hit the wall where her and Kate had fought, and this time it crumbled around her.

Did she really think I was going to let her take Milo? That I was willingly handing him over after what she's done? I knew I couldn't defeat her, not with my open wound and the little strength I had left, so I was going to have to play this smart.

It didn't take her long to emerge from the rubble, looked outraged.

"We could have had a family, Henry, long before those girls tried and failed to steal your heart."

I sighed, almost bored of this conversation. "Until you took their lives before they had a chance."

I heard her take another step, but then hesitated. She feared what I would do. Good.

"You will not touch that child, Calliope. He is Henry's son and he will remain that way. You could never love another child."

My back was to my sister; I looked up from Kate's still face and found my family before me. A collective look of horror struck the Council – or what was left of it. It was Walker who had spoken. Those who agreed to join the battle stood before me.

"Kate!" Diana was there by my side in a flash. Her eyes were wide with horror as she took her daughter from me, cradling her close as tears sprang from her eyes. Dylan stood behind her, putting a comforting hand on her should while glaring hard over mine. Glaring at Calliope, his mother.

"Go." My voice was menacing, and for a minute I didn't recognize that it was mine. Of all the years of frustration and anger that I've been through, I have never been so mad, so betrayed, and something like this will never happen again.

Diana looked up from her daughter, tear streaks staining her face. "Wh-What? Henry…you can't be serious. You can't stay here alone."

I ignored her, and turned to the bassinette just a few feet away. I gently took the squirming baby boy into my arms, relishing in the warmth that he brought to my body when I held him close, and my heart – something normally only Kate could do. Milo – a perfect name for him – stopped squirming and opened his eyes. Blue like his mother's and his dark hair proved that he was also mine. A perfect blend of us both.

I never took my gaze from my son. "I won't be alone, and I can't leave Milo. I'm staying."

Diana gasped, and the Council stood stone still. "He…He's…"

I nodded, not needing her to finish to know what she was trying to ask. "And I promised Kate that I wouldn't leave him. It…It was her last wish." I refused to show another tear – not in front of Calliope.

"But, Henry, you can't just-"

"Go!" I roared, and the power behind it shook the walls.

The other Council members disappeared with a fair amount of hesitation. Diana lingered. Clutching Kate close to her chest, she said telepathically, Our sadness will not be our weakness, brother. I will be our strength.

Then she was gone. And with her, our last hope to keep Kate alive. I cradled a whaling Milo close to my chest, praying against all prayer that Milo will grow up with a mother, and that I will have a wife at my side. With a tiny smile snaking its way on his lips, Henry thought, It is a good thing Theo knows what to do before it's too late.

Kate

I was sure that I was dead. My entire being felt cold and uncollected as I told Henry my last wish, and as he whispered his to me. What did it mean?

Something else that I was sure of was the fact that I had somehow stuck around – I was like a ghost that no one could see. It reminded me of my visions – being able to venture from my body and see others even though they had no clue I was there. The only difference is I had learned to control them and venture to and from my body what I pleased. This was different. I couldn't get back. Now that I gaze unnoticed at my mother tending to me at my bedside, I was unsure of what was happening to me, but sure that I was still alive. Somewhat.

My body lay still, arms set delicately on the bed with a blanket over my – her – waist and legs. My mothers, looking worried and exhausted, wrung out a small cloth and dabbed the girl's face gently, muttering her name. My name.

"Oh, Kate." She sounded as tired as she looked, and I wanted nothing more than to usher her to bed, but when I reached out to touch her, my hand when right through her. Always frustrating. "We are so worried about you, darling," my mother continued. "And I'm worried about…about Henry. He looked so broken when we left him." Her face twisted in pain. "Goodness, Kate, please forgive me. I didn't want to leave him there, but I was so worried about you that I-"

She paused abruptly when my hand hovered very close to her shoulder, something I did for Milo to let him know that I was there when he wasn't near me. "Mom, it's okay. I'm sure Henry forced you away, and I know that if he's keeping his promise that both him and Milo are safe."

Her eyes slowly dragged over her shoulder at me, looking right at me, but at the same time right through me. Could she see me?

She muttered something in a language that I wasn't familiar with, but it almost sounded Greek. "K-Kate?"

My eyes widened in surprise. "Mom? Can…Can you hear me?"

Her gaze returned to the body on the bed, chest rising at falling rhythmically. "But…You're laying right here…alive. Then how…?"

"Mom!" I called to her, frantic to make her hear me. She jumped in surprise and turned to me – my ghost form. I don't know if she could see me, but she definitely heard me that time.

"Kate! Is that really you? Where are you?" She looked around the room, panicking slightly. Despite her sudden spike of adrenaline, she tired face never faltered.

I stood no more than a foot from her. "I'm right here, mom; right in front of you?"

Again, she looked right at me, but right through me. She surprised face dropped to a frown. "Kate, I-"

"Am I…alive? Like, really live?" I peered around her at the still body. "Because, from where I'm standing, it doesn't look like it."

She sighed and sat heavily in her chair. "You're in a comatose state – similar to the one my human body was in when I was sick. It was the only way we could keep you alive – to keep your heart beating."

"But…the dagger… How did this happen? Was it…?"

My mother nodded. "It was poisoned. With Cronus' power and blood. That is, after all, the only thing that can kill a god or goddess: the power of a Titan." She could barely allow the words to pass her lips as her eye lids slid closed. It was obvious she hadn't rested since their fight with Cronus.

I knelt in front of her chair, letting my hand hover just over her knee. "You need to rest. You're exhausted."

A faint smile appeared on her lips. "Henry would be proud of you, Kate. You figured out how to use Henry's power to come back to us. The power he lent you wasn't much, but I was enough for your spirit to remain until Thoe could keep you stable."

Henry's power? What was she talking about?

"Be safe, Kate."

Henry's words whispered to me… That's what he had meant! He knew I was going to be okay. He must have given me some of his power, hoping it would keep me alive.

Henry. And Milo.

"Mom, where are they? Where are Henry and Milo?"

Her smile immediately disappeared. She had said something about leaving his somewhere. "I'm so sorry, Kate. Henry…he stayed behind with Calliope. He knew he didn't have the strength to return, but he was determined to keep his promise to you."

No… Then, he's trapped there. All because I took some of his power. A few-found determination filled me as I stood and looked from her to my physical body on the bed.

"Then I guess it's time I woke up."

Dun Dun Dun!

What will happen next? How will Kate wake up? Can she learn to control Henry's immense power?

Find out in the next update!

Thanks! R&R

-Aly