AN: And here's the very last chapter! I have exams for the next couple of weeks, but after that, I'll try and get back into writing; I've got a couple of ideas for Strings of Fate at least. I'm afraid there's no promises, though.

Piper glanced at her reflection in the mirror, making sure that the small peacock feather in her up-do was properly attached so that it didn't fall out.

Tonight was Prom Night.

Even a girl like her who normally didn't go all crazy about typical high school girl stuff was excited.

(It was her first Prom, since she was a Junior after all. And she was going with Jason, her incredibly amazing boyfriend and soulmate.)

Her phone beeped.

Piper bent over and picked it up from her dresser, opening up the message.

It was from Hazel.

Piper smiled.

Of course. The Freshman was quite nervous about Prom, understandably so. Prom fever, and hence Prom nerves got to everyone, even normally rational girls like Annabeth, and ones who didn't care much about social conventions like Piper and Hazel.

It was probably worse for her because she would probably be the only Freshman there.

Piper- do I look okay?

Hazel had attached a photo of herself from the waist up.

Piper grinned and sent a reply.

Yes, of course you look beautiful! Frank will be absolutely, utterly speechless when he sees you!

Piper sighed. Those two were so adorable.

Prom always made everyone keen to impress their date, even if said date was their soulmate who definitely loved them regardless. It was a feeling that Piper knew all too well, and knew both Hazel and Frank were feeling too. (Hazel's text message wasn't the only one she'd received lately; Frank had sent her one two days ago absolutely freaking out about his suit and one a couple of weeks before over what corsage to get Hazel. Piper imagined Hazel would find that story utterly adorable when Frank inevitably told her within the week.)

Nico hadn't been very happy about Hazel going to Prom. He'd insisted that she was far too young to attend such an event. (He ignored them when they pointed out that he, who was only a year older, was going to Prom with Will. They all knew he wanted to go with him, even if he insisted that Solace had practically forced him into it.)

Apparently, Hazel and Nico's father hadn't been very happy with it either, but hadn't voiced the opinion, though both the siblings could tell. Piper was pretty sure that was because he didn't feel as if he were allowed to make such judgements about Hazel's life yet.

(It was probably a good thing, Piper thought, since Frank had pretty much been sweating bullets and a complete wreck after formally meeting Hazel's father for the first time.)

Piper was of the opinion that they were being ridiculous.

Sure, stuff happened on Prom Night that was most certainly not age-appropriate for Hazel.

But Frank and Hazel (and their whole group for that matter) weren't going to any after-parties. They were going back to Percy's place in the shared limo they'd rented for an after-Prom snack prepared by Sally. (They'd decided that post-Prom parties were a little too wild for most of them.)

Hazel's clothing was completely age-appropriate. Her dress was a Fifties-style cream one, with gold stripes. It just covered her knees, had cap sleeves, and a neckline that barely revealed the top of her collarbone. From the photo, Piper could see that she'd done her hair in a bun, and put on only really light makeup- foundation, clear lip gloss and a little bit of gold eye shadow. Piper really couldn't see how any ordinary brother or father could complain about that.

She was going with a whole group of friends who would definitely keep her safe. (As if she needed that with Frank as her date/boyfriend/soulmate; Piper swore he was like a mama bear in regards to Hazel sometimes.)

And the main point: she was going with Frank.

Who would probably punch someone if they tried to do something inappropriate to her.

And who would sooner cut off his own arm than take advantage of her.

Yes, Piper concluded, Nico and his father were being absolutely paranoid.

Though, it was rather sweet.

Frank stared at Hazel when she answered the door when he arrived to pick her up for Prom.

He was quite honestly lost for words.

She was so, so beautiful it made his chest hurt. (He hoped he wasn't developing heart disease or something.)

That wasn't to say that she wasn't beautiful normally, of course she was! (Even that time when he'd memorably spilt almost half a kilo of flour on her. She'd been so sweet about it...)

Hazel was amazing.

He was so, so fortunate that she'd chosen him.

'Wow...uh...you look really, really beautiful. I mean, not that you don't normally, but...wow.'

Yeah, being smooth wasn't his strong suit. He was pretty sure that he was blushing rather ferociously.

Hazel smiled and fanned her face.

'Thank you, Frank.' Her smile grew wider. 'You look very handsome yourself, maybe even more than usual.'

Her gold eyes were twinkling. Frank positively grinned.

Cheeks pink, he opened the corsage box and tied it around her wrist. A little pink herself, she stretched up to kiss him on the cheek in thanks.

Hands entwined, they watched as Will greeted Nico. Both boys had bought buttonholes to give each other.

Hazel squeezed his hand.

'They're so cute.'

He squeezed back.

'So are you.'

He winced.

'Oh gods, did I really just say that out loud? That was really, really cheesy...Can I just go and die of embarrassment now?'

Hazel was trying very hard not to laugh, but she smiled up at him anyway.

'It was really sweet, Frank...Your reaction, though, was hilarious.'

Gods, he loved her.

Emily, Esperanza and Sally all sat in the Jackson/Blofis living room, looking at the photos they'd taken earlier in that same room while their children were all at Prom.

Currently, the screen showed a photo of all of the girls together, Piper in a peacock-inspired dress, a peacock feather in her hair, Annabeth in a blue knee-length dress with spaghetti straps, Reyna in a rich purple gown that made her look like a queen, complete with a gold wreath around her head, and Calypso in a red Grecian-style dress, with Hazel in an adorable cream dress.

The three women smiled at each other.

'The looks on those boys' faces...'

'Well, except for Nico and Will, because they were too busy staring at each other!'

'Sally, you have been spending too much time with my mijo! You sound just like him!'

Emily and Esperanza exchanged a conspiratorial glance over Sally's head.

'Any bets on who's the first wedding will be?'

'And first child, blood or adopted?'