Disclaimer: I do not own PJO.

I know some of you are probably confused, but all will be explained.

Also, Happy Birthday to Thalia! Her birthday was on the 22nd! This was supposed to be posted yesterday, but there were some complications.

Zoë

I stared in shock at Zia. I have a little sister, I have a little sister!

"How…" Zia said, looking at me.

"I have no clue, but I con totally see why people think Hera's a jerk," I said. She nodded in agreement.

"Maybe Mom or Dad would know," I said hopefully.

"I don't think our parents know I exist, but I bet if they saw me they would remember," she said shaking her head.

"Yeah, I think it's just the Mist that's kept them from remembering you," I tell her.

"What are you going to tell your friends?" Zia asked me.

"I'm going to-," I stop myself short. And find one who was forsaken, you will bear a burden. Maybe this meant that I would have to keep Zia being my sister a secret from my friends until the prophecy was fulfilled.

"Something that Rachel said…" I mumbled to myself.

"What?" Zia asked, looking at me.

"I…I don't think I am supposed to tell them," I told her slowly, not really believing what I myself was saying.

"What do you mean?" she asks me, obviously confused.

I close my eyes for and moment and try to think. It was almost like a voice is telling me that it would be a bad idea to tell my parents. I took a deep breath and open my eyes. "We won't tell them, but if they guess then there is nothing we can do," I told her, and smiled slyly; the perks of being a granddaughter of Athena. I might not be able to tell my friends, but there is nothing to stop them from guessing, sadly, I don't think I can give hints though.

Zia shrugged and lay back down, but my mind was still running a hundred miles an hour. I wasn't exactly happy about not being to tell my friends I had found my long-lost sister. We didn't really look that much alike either. She looked like a child of Athena, except for the sea green flecks in her eyes, but you couldn't always see them. I had my dad's hair and my mom's eyes.

I fell back down on the bed, and hoped to get some more sleep since it was still the middle of the night.

Percy

I was really worried about Zoë and her friends. I knew she was strong like her mother, not to mention stubborn like her mother too, but that didn't stop me from being worried. When they Iris Messaged us earlier they look like they had just been in battle. They were all a little cut up, and they all had they glint of battle in their eyes.

I couldn't sleep and decided to walk down to the beach because the water always calmed me. I felt déjà vu from all those years sneaking down to the beach (some with Annabeth, some without), especially when Annabeth, Tyson and I all went to the Sea of Monsters.

I sat on the beach and looked out at the ocean. I thought about the past, especially the Battle of Manhattan. I don't think I will ever forget those images, those battles. I remember when we were in the throne room, and Annabeth was telling me to hand Luke her dagger. I thought she was crazy, I thought I was crazy for giving the life to Luke. Annabeth knew though, she knew. And that gave me hope that she would be okay, maybe she'll even escape before Zoë and her friends get there.

Annabeth

I was half-asleep, but it was more like a trance. I could hear the squawks of a bird and the murmuring of two voices, but that was it. I strained to hear the voices, but I couldn't. I didn't know what was wrong with me; usually I'm stronger than this.

With a sigh, I close my eyes and sleep.

O~O~O~O~O

I was dreaming of Zoë's third birthday party. There were a lot of kids here, but there was another little girl who was too younger to be one of her friends. Without knowing how, I knew she wasn't a little brother or sister.

She was sitting and playing, and then the whole scene froze. I could Percy and myself.

We were pleading with a woman. Percy looked mad as he quickly looked at the little girl. She and Zoë were the only children not frozen. Zoë was darting her gaze between us and the little girl. Her grey eyes were sparkling with intelligence…and fear. She looked scared, but I couldn't figure out why.

Before I could think more of it, the woman and girl disappeared. Like a god o goddess would do. That's when I realized that the woman was probably a goddess. I didn't know who, but I certainly intended to find out.

Mathew

"Mathew, wake up," a voice said, and I could feel a hand shaking my shoulder.

"Five more minutes," I groaned. With one swift movement, the sheets beneath me were yanked out from under me, and I fell on the floor.

I looked up and saw Bianca laughing and I could see Zoë and that other girl trying to stifle their laughter, but they were failing miserably.

"Shut up," I mumbled my face red. They were still laughing, but eventually started to quiet down.

I pointed a finger at the odd girl we had found yesterday. "Who are you?" I asked her.

I saw her exchange a glance with Zoë which really confused me, but then she said, "My name's Zia."

"Who's your godly parent?" I asked her.

The girl opened her mouth, but Zoë interrupted her. "I think it's Athena, but we won't know for sure until she's claimed."

I narrowed my eyes. "Zoe can I talk to you and Bianca" I asked, motioning to the door. I opened it and stepped out, Bianca and Zoë on my heels.

"What are you doing, Zoë? We don't know her," I tell Zoë. I can't believe Zoë! She's perfectly fine with a stranger sleeping in the same room as us.

"Matt, she was in trouble, I'm not just going to leave her there," she said. Her eyes her watery and I stare at her for a moment in disbelief. Why would she be crying, she doesn't know Zia?

"Is it because she's your mom's half-sister, Zo?" Bianca asks her.

Even though she's doing her absolute best not to cry, she manages to nod. "And besides, I'm not the kind of person to leave a helpless girl lying on the sidewalk," she says and glares at me when she says the last part.

Zoë's eyes harden and she narrows her eyes. I can tell she's about to say something, but then she changes her mind. She smiles gratefully at Bianca and storms inside.

"You don't have to be so mean," Bianca says, turning to me after Zoë goes inside.

I look at her incredulously. "So you're telling me you agree with her?" Bianca just stares at me.

"I'm not saying whether or not I agree or disagree, I'm just saying I can understand her motives." Bianca stares at me before following Zoë inside. After a moment's hesitation, I follow her inside.

"…find Mom soon, don't worry Zoë," that girl, Zia, is telling Zoë.

"I know-" she stops when she sees us. Zia just gives us a small smile.

Zoë

Zia stares at me as I storm into the room. "I can't even tell them you're my sister" I say exasperated.

"Don't worry, once we find your mom, she'll recognize me and we can tell them" Zia tells me.

I pat the seat next to me on the bed and she walks over and sits. "She's your mom, too" I tell her softly. "Besides, there's a good chance we won't find her," I say sadly. Zia gives me a hesitant hug and I hug her back.

"You're my big sister, and we'll find Mom soon, don't worry Zoë," she says and I smile.

"I know-" I say, trying to tell her she's got a point, but I stop when I see Bianca and Mathew. Zia gives them a tiny smile and I nod at Mathew and smile at Bianca.

"Are we going to leave any time soon?" Mathew asks, a bit harsh if you ask me.

I hope nobody got confused with all of the points of view. Again, I say Happy Birthday to Thalia! She says she wants you to review this story! She wanted to zap people who didn't review, but I convinced her not to.