"Travis?" The man looked up from his writing as the black haired woman leaned against the door frame. Her hand held protectively against her very pregnant stomach and she bit her lip nervously as she watched him. "Are you alright?" He hummed, setting the paper at the bottom of a pile. Next to it were several books, labeled Tales of The Huntress books 1, 2, 3, and 4, and a silver necklace with jade and obsidian jewels shimmering darkly. He got up and moved to her side gently kissing her cheek.

"I'm alright." He promised, "just finishing up my writing." Her eyes fixed to the large books and the new inking he had made.

"Finishing as in you're done or just for the day?" She asked skeptically. He chuckled.

"I'm done. The story's printed and ready to be brought to Chiron." He promised. "No more long nights, slaving away in the candlelight." She patted his cheek.

"Conner?" She called out, moments later the younger Stoll with two giggling boys hanging from his legs as he walked moved over to them.

"I seemed to have gained some weight." Connor grunted as he stopped, she smiled.

"Mommy! Papa! Daddy carried us thwough all the house!" One of the boys said, looking up at them with hazel eyes. He scrambled off of Connor's leg and moved to Travis so he could be picked up. Connor picked up the other boy.

"Did he?" Travis asked, smiling as he clung to his neck.

"Uh-huh," the other boy nodded vigorously as he curled against Connor. Katie smiled. "Mommy can you tell us a stowy?"

"Can we hear about the huntwiss?" The first boy asked.

"Boys you know your fathers know more about the Huntress then I do."

"But you tell stowy's the best!" The second boy announced getting Connor to chuckle.

"How about, I'll tell you a story if you get cleaned up for bed?" She offered, the two boys scrambled out of their father's grasps and ran down the small hall. She shook her head before looking at her lovers. "Will the trip be long?" She asked.

"Just a few days, Blackjack is waiting to bring me." Travis answered her, Connor frowned a bit.

"You finished?" He asked. Travis nodded.

"Thought I'd get everything to Chiron so future generations of Demigods can know our story, so they can prepare themselves." Katie held her midsection tighter and Connor wrapped an arm around her. "Take care of the kids and Katie."

"Always." Connor nodded. "Take care of yourself." He ordered, pulling his older brother closer and kissing him for a moment. Travis smiled a little before moving to kiss Katie. He turned back into the room and binded the last book, then wrapped them all in cloth and set them in a bag. He placed the pendent on the top. While he packed his lovers moved to the main room, Katie sitting on the couch with two children ready for bed and Connor tended the fire. She told her kids the story of a hero who tamed the Kraken and with it's helped stopped a evil man from returning to the world.

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Travis set down on the beach of a training camp. A large house was set on a hill and he could see several cabins being built. He walked towards the house and found Rachel standing near the door while a center stood close to her. They both watched his approach until finally he stopped a few feet away. "The wives treating you well?" Rachel asked lightly, a small smile on her lips and he rolled his eyes.

"Katie and Connor are fine, I came with a delivery." He took off the satchel and handed it over to her. She looked inside, pulling out the necklace first.

"This… I thought it sunk with the ship!" Her eyes were wide as she stared at it.

"Joseph found it on the cliff near our house, resting in the grass. I took it from him almost immediately, not something a five year old should be playing with." Travis said. "And this," he pulled a small bronze ring from his pocket. It morphed into a sword. "Katie found in her collection, recognized it right away."

"Anaklusmos." The centaur frowned as he took the sword. "Truly a cursed sword." Travis nodded.

"I thought it would be… you know, safest here." Rachel set the pendant aside and pulled out the first covered book, after unwrapping it her fingers traced the words printed in bronze across the leather binding.

"Tales of the Huntress. Book one." She sat down, setting the bag next to her and stared at it with a distant expression.

"I wrote everything." Travis told her quietly, "pieced the story together from the moment it started." He swallowed nervously. "I thought it would be useful to the demigods in the future. If they knew our story, they'd know how to fix the mess we started." She looked up at him. Clutching the book to her chest.

"Thank you." Her voice was shaking, "this… this is…" Chiron knelt and rubbed her back.

"It's alright Rachel," she bowed her head and tears started falling onto the white of her dress. Travis sat next to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and she leaned into his side.

"We all miss them Rachel, they were heros."

She shook her head. "No they weren't." She said after some time. "They were Pirates."