Well, hi there! Man I felt crappy yesterday. Is anyone else sick? Curse fall! Remember to read the A/N at the bottom. VERY IMPORTANT!

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Percy POV

I woke up the next morning, refreshed and ready for the day. I slid out of bed and walked to my newly renovated room. Chaos had installed a small, gurgling fountain in the corner of the room. Next to the fountain was a small bowl containing a couple of Drachmas. I took one and willed the water to make a fine mist. I threw the coin into the mist and chanted, Oh Iris, goddess of the Rainbow, please accept my offering. Show me Poseidon, most likely under the sea. The mist shimmered and dad's face appeared.

He was sitting on his throne, looking intently at a scroll and shaking his head, poking at the piece of paper occasionally, muttering things under his breath.

"Hey dad!" I yelled.

He jumped in his seat and looked around. He spotted me and smiled. "Percy, you almost gave me a heart attack."

I grinned sheepishly. "Sorry."

He cleared his throat. "So, what do you need my boy?"

"I was wondering if I could take Annabeth under the sea for a date." I held by breath, waiting for the answer.

Dad sat back and pondered the question for a couple minutes. Finally he leaned forward and smiled. "I don't see why not." I shook his finger at me and glared playfully at me. "I just don't want to see any grandkids for a while."

I laughed. "We'll try dad."

I sighed. "Well I suppose that's the best I can hope for. Shall I expect to see you and Ms. Chase soon?"

"Yep. See you soon dad."

He leaned closer to the message and whispered, "Hurry Percy, we're about to serve pancakes here. They're seaweed shaped." He clapped his hands to together and giggled. His eyes widened when he realized the IM was still going. He waved and slashed through the message.

I chortled at my dad's antics. I stood up and padded across the hallway to Annabeth's room and knocked quietly. "Annabeth, can I come in?"

"I suppose so." Came a muffled voice from the other side of the door. She opened the door and stepped back to let me enter.

I walked in to find it exactly the way it was a couple nights ago, except messier. I placed my hands on my hips and glared at her. "Anna, didn't I tell you to work less?"

"Sorry, I just want everything to be perfect."

I walked over to her and embraced her, stroking her hair. "And it will, but first, get dressed. It's date time."

She nodded and snapped her fingers

She nodded and snapped her fingers, flashing on some jeans and a silver top with an owl on it. She sat down and pulled on her shoes. Standing up, she walked over and looped her arm through mine. "Ready."

I kissed her temple and transported us under the water fashioning a bubble around Annabeth as I did. We ended up in the dining room just as the mermen were bringing out the pancakes. I looked around and spotted dad sitting at the head of the table. He swam over to us and touched Annabeth's shoulder, removing her bubble. She looked panicked for a moment, but Poseidon smiled reassuringly at her and told her, "Breathe."

She took a tentative breath and smiled at dad. "Thank you Lord Poseidon."

He waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. "Think nothing of it. Now come, let's have some breakfast."

Touring the palace, after breakfast

"And here is the collection of books on seahorses." He said, motioning to a large mahogany bookshelf.

From somewhere in the library, a women's voice called, "Poseidon, I do believe some of these facts are wrong. A shadowed appeared and then a women rounded the corner. She had long, glossy black hair and stormy grey eyes. She had her nose buried in the book and looked up when she was in front of my dad. "Ah there you are." She spotted Annabeth and me, startled to see us there. "Children, what are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question." Annabeth retorted.

Poseidon cleared his throat. "We've uh… decided to put aside out differences after many millenniums fighting." He looked at us, trying to gauge our reactions.

I smiled. "Well, as long as you're happy dad." I turned to Annabeth's mom and asked her, "May I talk to you privately Lady Athena?"

She nodded and we stepped into a little reading nook off the main library.

I looked around, nervous. Finally, I steeled my nerves. "Lady Athena, I would like permission to ask for your daughters hand in marriage."

She looked flabbergasted. "Perseus, I thought this was just a date."

"Don't worry, it is. I just wanted to get you permission before I actually propose."

She nodded in understanding. "I would like to know one thing; why ask for my permission?"

"Because I thought it would be respectful to ask you. And personally, I don't want to end up as a pile of ash."

"Wise thinking young Perseus. I give you my blessing. Now, I do believe that my daughter and fish face are waiting for us. And, I do think it wise to ask her father as well."

"He's alive?" I asked, astonished.

"Yes, he's immortal and lives next to your mother and step- father. I thought it might be a nice present for Annabeth, but alas. In all her years of godhood, she never knew he was still alive. Please tell her, it would mean the world to him."

I nodded. "I will Lady Athena."

"Thank you Percy." She gripped my arm and led me back out towards my girlfriend and my dad.

I held out my hand to Annabeth and she took it. "Dad, I'm going to show her what's outside the palace, if that's okay with you."

"Of course it is son! You should show her the baby dolphins that were born yesterday. They're so cute!" He lost his train of thought as he thought of the dolphins. Athena snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Hello! Olympus to Poseidon!" (I so don't own this phrase. I don't know who does, but I read it and felt like it was perfect, so kudos and credit to whoever wrote it first)

Dad looked up dreamily. "Yes, yes. The dolphins have a nice day."

Annabeth's mom groaned. "He's not normally like this. And Percy, before you venture out, I suggest you take a quick pass by the forges. Your brother is very anxious to see you."

"I will Lady Athena." I was almost out the door when she called out to me.

"And Percy, remember what I told you."

I looked back and nodded. "I remember. And thank you."

As Annabeth and I walked down the brightly lit hallway she turned to me with a questioning gaze. "Percy, what was mom talking about?"

"Oh, right. Your mom wanted to tell me that your dad is alive and really wants to see you."

"My dad? But how?"

"Well, apparently your mother thought it would be a nice surprise for you, so she made him immortal. But you never found out so he's been alone for alone for a long time. Also, your mother would like you to visit him."

She laid her head on my shoulder as we kept walking. "I guess I'll visit him. Will you visit your mother and Paul like your dad wanted?"

I grinned. "Well, I can never pass up an opportunity for some cookies now can I?"

"You never could."

We reached the end of the long hallway and heard the noise of thousands of hammers striking the surface of anvils. I pushed open the door and immediately was blasted with the harsh heat from the furnaces in the room. A large Cyclops swam over and bowed.

"My Lord Perseus. What an honor it is to finally meet you. What can I do for you?"

"I'm here to visit my brother, Tyson. Do you know where he is?"

"Ah, Tyson. What a skilled worker, he motioned to a corner. "There he is. It was a pleasure meeting you."

"Thanks. Nice meeting you as well…"

"Calamochnus. It means 'sea foam' in Latin. I bid you well Lord." He bowed low and returned to peering over his workers shoulders and giving them instructions.

I took Annabeth's hand and we twisted our way through the maze of fire and anvils. We reached Tyson as he was finishing up a sword. He stuck the metal out a window, the metal instantly cooling as it hit the cool ocean water. He then took a piece of celestial bronze out from under his anvil and swung the sword down, cutting the bronze in half like it was made of butter. He examined the two pieces and shook his head, muttering to himself. He reached over and picked up his hammer, hammering a microscopic flaw in the blade.

"TYSON!" I yelled over the pounding of his hammer.

He looked up and smiled a toothy grin. "BROTHER!" He dropped his hammer with a loud thump and ran to give me a bone crushing hug.

I gasped as the breath was knocked out of me. "Nice to see you Tyson. How's Rainbow?"

"Fish pony is fine. Eats lots of peanut butter sandwiches. Annabeth! You're here!"

She gave his a gentle hug. "How are you Tyson?"

"Tyson is good. Hard worker." He gestured to the large pile of swords behind him, each engraved with his name near the hilt.

"Wow, that's a lot Tyson. I'm sorry we didn't get to talk after the war against Circe. Did hitting the tree hurt?"

"No, tree was more damaged than me. But I hit my head on a rock. Knocked me out. Big ouchie on the head. But Tyson is fine now!" He gave me another grin.

I patted him on the arm. "It was great to see you again big guy. I'll try and visit again soon."

"Okay! Daddy would like that." His look of happiness faded and turned to sadness. "Don't leave me again brother. Missed you like crazy."

"Me too. I'll try not to do it again."

He brightened. "Okay!"

Calamochnus shouted at Tyson to get back to work. Tyson gulped. "Must get back to work. I shall see you soon."

I gave him one last hug and wrapped an arm around Annabeth's waist, teleporting us to the Palace courtyard.

I unwound my arm from her waist and took her hand, leading her out the courtyard and to the ocean beyond.

Back at camp, Jessie's POV

I was close to the top of the bleachers, surveying the campers training. Mixed in between the campers were my friends. Bec, her diamond studded knife out and blocking strikes from Cam's 3 foot long bronze sword. Arianne and Rebekah were showing the Apollo campers some moves with their bows. Kelly and Cole were demonstrating some basic moves to the younger campers, while James was chasing Henry around yelling at him to return his belt of throwing knives.

I was chuckling to myself when I sensed someone behind me with a knife drawn. I reached behind me and flipped him over my shoulder and onto the bleacher seats one row below me. I hopped down and drew one of my swords. A three and a half foot long sword appeared in my hands. The blade was pure black, Stygian Iron. Around the entire edge of the blade was a thin layer of Stygian Ice. Unlike normal Stygian Ice, this ice was unbreakable. Forged in the River Styx, it causes great pain to anyone who touches it, except for me.

I held the sword inches from the boy's throat. "Why did you attempt to kill me?"

"Made my brother disappear." He choked out.

The whole arena grew quiet and stared up at us. Even Henry stopped running which gave James time to snatch his belt back and fasten in around his waist with a hard glare at Henry. "I would feel no remorse for killing you, but I will leave the decision up to my commander."

"Fine, where is he?"

"Currently, he is, shall I say, preoccupied. I motioned for Sam and James to join me. They grasped the boy firmly under the arms and dragged him back to our cabin.

"Get back to training!" I yelled to the campers still in the arena. I sat down heavily and sighed. Rebekah climbed up the steps and made her way over to me. Sitting down she grasped my hand and squeezed it.

"It's okay Jessie." She leaned in, and whispered the next part so only I could hear it. "And I know you. You would feel guilt if you killed that boy."

"You know me too well."

She smiled. "Just remember, try not to kill anyone. The paperwork is horrendous." She kissed my cheek and stood up. "Also, nice job handling it. You know how much Percy loves to deal out punishment."

"Thanks. Took all my self-control not to vaporize him on the spot."

"You did good." (Anyone know who says this? Hint: Youtube. Post guesses in the reviews.)

She hopped down from bench to bench until she reached the bottom, joining the Apollo campers and continued to show them different bow techniques.

I looked around and pondered a question. If one boy blames us for Jerome running away, how many others feel the same?

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