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"I named her after you because I knew she'd be like you when she grew up," Jason continued, still standing where Piper had left him, and Piper stood between Naden and Bailey, both of them at one point glaring and burning him with his eyes- now, their eyes were wide with shock and their jaws hanging open. "And she is, she's beautiful, doesn't care for all that makeup and gossip like your sisters did. She's strong and good with a dagger. She has a way with words, guys are falling at her feet, and she believes in everyone. She reminds me of you, just like I thought she would."

Percy, from his spot behind Piper, one hand softly on her arm and the other holding his sword, narrowed his eyes in suspicious. "You're just saying that!" Bailey spluttered, her eyes still wide. "You're lying!"

Leave it up to her to think my thoughts, the son of Poseidon thought dryly.

"I'm not," Jason replied calmly, though his eyes were stuck on Piper who was blinking in surprise with old tears drying on her skin or dripping down her cheeks. "That's her name. Piper for my best friend and a hero; Thalia for my sister who's a Hunter and the top one at that; Grace because it's my last name."

His eyes caught his hers and he said quite slowly, "And I don't regret it for a second."

Piper blinked again before turning her head, breaking the eye connect. She didn't know what to say, what to do. How do you react if your ex boyfriend- who cheated, lied, punched you, tried to beat up your old, new best friend- just told you that he named his daughter after you and he didn't regret it? Exactly, it's not the most responsive thing imaginable.

So, she just stayed quiet and Percy wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him and the ship. "You want him to go?" he whispered in her hair, the world away from all this, a second away.

Slowly, and hesitantly, she shook her head and Percy's stomach knotted in worry. She couldn't, after all that's happened with him and her, forgive him just because he might have named a daughter after her and she probably was like Piper which made him think of her. She just couldn't. This was Piper, she didn't forgive and forget easily- she's made that quite clear. She was strong and just because of all these maybes, she wouldn't let her walls down and open her heart back to him. She couldn't. Just couldn't. No, it wasn't possible. It was impossible. It was...It was...It was...not possible...right? Oh, Chaos, please be right.

"Reyna wouldn't have let you do that," Piper said quietly, slowly as if testing the words as she said them. But the way her back straightened after them, it was clear she liked the result of said test. "She never liked me, she would have never allowed that."

Jason shrugged. "She didn't, but I persisted. I told her it was because you were a great warrior, a hero, and she...you know...reluntactly agreed, I guess. She doesn't like to call her that, really, so she calls her Thalia, but that's her name. On the birth certificate and on her necklace."

"Come on, Pipes, that's insane," Bailey muttered, swallowing thickly. "Do you really...?"

"I don't know," Piper replied with a deep frown, looking down at the Roman Camp, the little buildings not even that far away. "I didn't think Chaos was real, and well..."

If Percy wanted to do anything in that moment, it was to throw Riptide at Jason and end it all.

She's having second thoughts! What is this...this bastard trying to do to her? He broke her heart, stomped on it, and then tried to make it all better with a fight and a punch! So why- Chaos, why?- was Piper rethinking this! How could she possibly believe him? The only thing- only thing- that made sense about the name was Thalia and Grace. Piper would not be in there. Piper could believe that. She had to. The facts didn't point to anything else. Piper would come home to Camp Half-Blood and Percy would make her forget about Jason. Simple as that. So why couldn't they just get out there and gods- when was Jason so fucking good at twisting his words?

"How do I know you're telling the truth," Piper asked, eyeing him nervously, "and not just saying something to make it all better- which it won't."

"You want me to go get her?" he wondered with a raised eyebrow, pointing back to New Rome. "I'll go get her and you can ask her yourself. She wants to talk to you, you know, find out her namesake and all that."

After a moment of thick tension, thick worrying, and thick thinking, Piper gave a small nod. "Hurry."

Jason looked relieved before he darted down back to his city, his home. "Piper!" Bailey exclaimed in a voice that was a pitch higher than usual. "What are you thinking?"

"I don't know," Piper admitted quietly, oblivious to the seething Percy Jackson that was still holding her waist and his sword that was now stuck deep in the ground from his frustration. "I want to see if he's telling the truth. If he is about this, he might be about everything else..."

"So, if this girl just tells you her name is Piper, you're going to forgive him after everything he's done?" Percy snapped, letting go of her and glaring at the ground as he paced angrily. "Just like that? Everything fresh and new?"

"Of course not," Piper replied in surprise, blinking at him. What the Hades was he so pissed about? "But Chaos sent here to at least try and make amends-"

"He hurt you!" Percy shouted in frustration, grabbing her shoulders. "He's made you cry, hell, Piper, he punched you! You can't make amends with him! You can't- amends, Piper, amends! It doesn't work that way! He hurt you, and you flinched everytime you saw him the last few days! How can you- how in hell- could forgive him or anything like that!"

"He punched you?" Bailey seethed, her eyes flashing.

But Piper, with a deep frown, ignored her. "I never said I was going to forgive him, Percy. I'm here for a reason, and I have to at least understand why he did what he did so I won't have it hanging over my head for the rest of my life. That doesn't mean I'm letting him off the hook for what he did."

"But how can you possibly believe anything he says?" he snapped, throwing his hands up from her shoulders. "He's lied to you this whole time, and how do you know whether he's lying or not now? He lied to Bailey, Piper. He lied about the fight and gods know what else! How are you going to believe anything?"

"That's why I want to talk to his daughter," she explained calmly. Like his shouting wasn't affecting her or his anger and frustration didn't make her worry. It was all an act. "Why would you lie about what you named your kid?"

"So he could try to make he was some kind of saint! So he could make you think that all he did wasn't because he was being stupid! So you would believe him!"

"I don't. I already said I don't know what to believe. But it's possible. I didn't think Chaos was possible, and he is, so anything could be possible. I've seen impossible, Percy, and I know how to deal with it."

"Yeah, well, if he makes you cry, I'm not comforting you," he said as he stormed into the ship and slammed the bedroom door behind him. Didn't she see? Didn't she see how big of a bastard he was? How he's been making up lies for all his life, most of them to her? Doesn't she see how whatever he says always ends up with her crying and him- it's always him- comforting her while the bastard is probably laughing about it with his fucking wife? Didn't she see anything he did? Any of the heart break and pain he's caused her? Any of the mental breakdowns, crying to sleep? Doesn't she see any of it?

And although, it didn't look it on the outside, Piper's heart broke into a couple more million pieces than what it had been. She had probably just lost another friend over something completely stupid. And she was hoping this friend, one of her best at one point, would be there forever for her. He had already proved that he would be there for whatever, but maybe whatever had a limit, too. Apparently, that whatever had reached its breaking point at Jason confronting her. But why didn't he understand why she had to do this? To maintain and get that inner peace? She didn't want to think she had been a horrible girlfriend or not good enough for Jason. She didn't want to think that her hell was all her fault and she pushed everyone away and no one wanted to deal with her anymore. She just wanted to know that it wasn't all her fault. Was that it too much to ask for? For a friend to stick with her without orders and a little closure? Because really, she was done with guilt and done with being alone. But here she was, guilt ridden on making Percy so frustrated and angry- probably at her, too- and alone for the first time since she and Percy rekindled their friendship.

Jason came back right when the slam echoed down the steps of the ship and Piper personally flinched at the sound. But she would try to talk to him later- she couldn't lose him, she just couldn't. Not after waking up with him twice, and having him hold her while she cried. So, she focused her attention on Jason and his daughter, looking at the resemblence. The blue eyes, that's all they had. The hair was Reyna's, the body was Reyna's, but it looked like the attitude was a mixture between seriousness and awkwardness. Both of them, put together. How fucking ironic.

"Piper, this is my daughter," Jason said, ignoring the glares from the two other crews. He gestured softly to the young girl next to him who was decked out in gold armor and her hair in a simple ponytail. A gold sword hung from her side.

His daughter's eyes lit up with recognination as she looked at her. "My name's Piper, too, but they told me you were...er, gone."

Piper bit her lip and shook her head. Chaos, she wished Percy was holding her hand for comfort. "It's nice to meet you," she said quietly. "But I'm here."

"So, you're the one I'm named after. Right, Dad?"

Jason nodded. "I'll let you two talk, I'll be right back." He strolled off a little aways and Piper sighed, waving her hand.

"You guys can go," she ordered softly and the crew dispersed into the ship reluntactly, but stayed close enough to hear every word of what was being said.

"My dad says you two were best friends," the little Piper said, tilting her head and frowning. "But it doesn't seem so."

"At one point," the big Piper replied quietly with hesitation afterwards. "Things happened."

"But were you like he said you were? One of the seven, a hero, and everything?"

"Yes, I was...I guess I still am. Probably not like your dad, or your..." her voice trailed off and she looked away. The word, mom, bothered her. She didn't need to be in any more competition with Reyna. She didn't need to repeat the way that Reyna was married to Jason and they had a kid. But she forced it out, trying to hide it as much as she could, "Mom."

"I don't know," little Piper mumbled, tilting her head even more. "My dad hasn't done anything lately, and Mom's just watching the Camp. Hasn't been anything since the last war they were in. You, Dad tells me, have been roaming the universe and everything, so yeah, I think you are."

Piper blinked. "He talks about me?"

"Well, yeah, I asked about you since I heard your name was Piper. He told me, you know, answered my questions. I asked about you, and he told me you two were best friends and everything."

She nodded thoughtfully, wondering what to say next and then do next. "You better get going," the little Piper told her. "My dad said he did some stupid things, and that's why you're leaving. You seem pretty cool, and I don't want him to mess anything else up, so you should go."

Piper smiled smally. "Thanks."

"You'll come back, though, so I can talk to you?" She raised an eyebrow. "You know, learn more about why my dad has been so weird since you came and my mom's more annoying lately?"

Looking uneasy and unsure, Piper nodded. "I don't know. Maybe. I've got...a lot on my plate right now."

Little Piper shrugged. "I get it. I was just wondering. Anyway, I'll see you later. I'll tell my dad you said goodbye."

And with that, big Piper watched the young girl of her cheating ex boyfriend who was named after her, walk away and down towards where her father was, watching them intently. The eyes of blue and multi colors met and Piper gave a shaky, small smile to show that she believed what he said, at least about the namesake business. It showed he might be telling the truth about the other stuff. But right now, she didn't want to believe it all that quickly.

Jason looked relieved, and that was when Piper turned around, headed into the ship and she was off to Camp Half-Blood.

Halfway across the country, above Colorado and Kansas, Piper walked up to the room that Naden told her Percy was in. Slowly, she knocked on the door and awaited an answer. It came a few moments later like the person was thinking about answering it or not, and it came as a sigh, "What?"

"Can I..." her voice trailed off before she took a deep breath. "Can I come in?"

Another sigh. "Why? I'm fine, Piper."

She shuffled nervously in front of the door. "I just want to talk to you."

There was a long few minutes of hesitation before the door opened and Percy leaned on the doorframe. "Yeah?"

"I'm sorry," she blurted, looking down at her feet.

Percy's eyebrows furrowed and he frowned. "You've got nothing to be sorry about."

"I don't forgive him, Percy, I really don't."

He slowly reached out and took her hand, leading her back into the room. "I just don't want you getting hurt again," he admitted quietly, interlacing their fingers rather than pulling her to him like he really wanted to.

"So you're not mad?" she asked, leaning into him.

He shook his head. "I would never be mad at you for that, Piper."

She relaxed and the rest of the ride was in silence, but in each other's hand.

The ship landed in the forest of Camp Half-Blood, no monsters nearby thanks to the noise. Everyone suited up and climbed off, Naden making sure they knew where to find their back if need be. Piper and Percy led, their hands unconsiciously intertwined, and the others followed with knowing smirks and joked about it behind their backs. Percy and Piper, being as oblivious as they are, didn't notice one thing.

That is, until they were close to the edge of the forest, near Camp and somewhere near the beach, and they heard a loud explosion. With shared looks of worry, they all darted out into the open, swords at the ready and expecting for a monster to be raging inside the Camp, somehow getting through the advanced boundary lines that prevented them from doing so. They expected Greek kids in orange t-shirts, or in armor, to be fighting it with blonde, brown, red, black hair to be flying, and Celestial Bronze swords, daggers, spears, shields to be glinting in the sun. They expected the Athena kids to be in the back, yelling orders, Hermes kids flying around with things meant for fun and pranks, that were now being thrown at the monster. They expected Apollo kids to be shooting arrows, Demeter and Dioynsus running around to make vines grab the monster while the Aphrodite kids tried to get the injuried to saftety and the Ares kids screwing strategy and going in for the win.

They did not expect to find the Hermes cabin in flames, kids running around it with engraged yells and disbelief. They didn't expect for other kids in orange t-shirts from the Apollo cabin to be just as mad, yelling at the kids in armor who were from the Hephateus cabin who were yelling back as if they had done nothing wrong. People, upon seeing smoke and the flames, came rushing towards and suddenly people were standing behind the two groups and the cabin was slowly being burned to the ground. Mr. D was no where to be seen, and neither was Chiron which made sense if you thought about it because the campers would've never burned another cabin to the ground if Chiron was here. Mr. D...well, he didn't really care, so you would never know.

And as swords were drawn and words were exchanged- harsh, ruthless, and vengeful- the crew of Chaos looked on with horror and understanding. They had been persuaded to take sides by their parents. They had already heard about the war, and obviously they were not happy about it. They were having a war against themselves. And no war amongst family ever ends well.

Percy, with a sudden quickness, ran forward and used his powers as the son of Poseidon to douse the burning cabin and the others, but that didn't stop the yelling or the anger. So, as Percy tried to fix the flames and the others tried to stop the fight, Piper looked on with worry. She'd have to fix this, and if she didn't all of those lives would count on her. Like they always managed to do. But this was more intense, more pressing. These people, as much as she had no idea who they were, and they had shunned her at one point, they were her family, distant and direct. These people were related someway to her, and some of them were friends- old friends. But these people meant something to her. And somehow, she still loved them.

"Stop!" she screamed, putting her Charmspeak into it and her authority and anything else that would've worked. "Stop it right now!"

Dazed, everyone stopped and looked to her to find out what happened. One by one, slowly, they all shook their heads and looked engraged at her. "Who the hell are you?" one of them yelled- from the Apollo cabin- with his anger in his voice.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Where's Chiron?" she asked, ignoring the questions and looking at them sternly. "Someone answer me."

As much as she hated to use the Charmspeak, it was necessary. "He's up at Olympus, something about godly stuff," one of them answered in a daze.

"Mr. D?"

"Hasn't been here since forever."

"And why are you fighting?"

One of them tilted their head- a girl from the Athena cabin, but not Annabeth. "Don't you know? We're at war with Zues's side."

With the word war, everyone erupted into yells and a single arrow flew straight into Percy's shoulder.

Okay, I knew I said it would be Wednesday, but I got caught up in playing Skyrim and completely lost track of time, so when I was off, I remembered I had to write it and then I started it was too late because I had to walk to school this morning...

But I wrote it and I tried to make it as good as I could, but I'm not so sure about this. Annabeth, right now is overseeing the building of some monument- I haven't decided which, yet- so she's not here, or in the next chapter, but she'll be in the next next one, if that makes any sense. I promise she'll be in it though and I'll explain everything between Annabeth and Percy then, when Piper asks about what happened between them.

So, you can hate me all you want, but really if I update today, then you only have two days until the next chapter...that's a good thing. Less suspense and waiting. And now that I've got 13 chapters here, I'm going to be updating weekly with my other stories (that you guys should read) too. Maybe even a little more than that becauseIT'S SUMMER!

Happy Summer everyone! C:

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