Epilogue: The Wedding

POV Jezebelle (Daughter of Hera, Former Head Girl of Camp-Half-Blood)

I stand in front of the aisle, wearing a flowing red dress, not a white one. On my left is Willow and on my right is Juliana. I smile as I watch Amber come down the aisle, her white dress fluttering softly behind her. Not a single person spoke as she stood up, across from Asher. I give a thumbs up to my friends, and Asher gives me a soft smile back.

They exchange marriage vows and I smile as they exchange kisses and I hear a whoop from the crowd. Of course, Joey, always has to be the joker. Almost all of Camp Half-Blood came in, and a few from Camp Jupiter as well. Eboni swishes along in her purple cloak, towards the back of the hall, where no one can see her. She still hasn't chosen a replacement for Janice yet.

I still remember the day we buried her on Half-Blood Hill. The doves fluttered out of the coffin and the roses lined up perfectly still, draped over her body, the white linen wrap over her body. The silence that eschewed after it. I follow Amber down the aisle, I hadn't spoke to any of these people in years. I had stayed secluded, in the middle of the country where no one found me.

But still, somehow they found their way to me. I sat down at a table, my blonde locks covering my face, hoping no one would see me. "Jezebelle." I hear a voice, and I lift my head slightly to see Willow standing there, a wreath of flowers in her hair. Demeter.

"What?" I ask a little harshly, not meaning to be.

"You basically ran away a few years ago. Where'd you go?" She asks, sitting down across from me. This is exactly what I was hoping to cover up, not have a table full of people surrounding me.

"Kansas." I reply.

"Kansas!" She practically shouts. "I'm jealous. You know how many different types of plants are there?"

I sigh and then laugh a little. "I didn't do much there. Lived by myself, stayed out of trouble. Topeka, I think it was."

"You have a daughter?" Willow asks, her eyebrows raised.

"Yes. Adopted." I reply. "Rosalie."

"Ah. What happened with her?" Willow asks, and I'm starting to get tired of these questions.

"Ran into a bit of trouble with the Olympian Council on her parentage. I wasn't told, so I got her anyways, they thought it was the best thing to do. She's only about half a year old." I tell her.

"Where is she now?" Willow asks skeptically.

"Oh, my mother is taking care of her. You know Hera." I smirk a little bit.

Willow smiles a little bit before I see Juliana and a guy on her arm. It interests me for a little bit, because I had never seen her be interested in one. "Hello. Who are you?" I ask, extending my hand towards him.

He smiles a brilliant smile. "Silas. Son of Persephone." That explains the smile at least.

Then I see someone I never expected to see. My heart stops for a moment and I see his sea green eyes peek out from behind someone's shoulder. I duck my head down, and Willow looks over at me with a sad smile on her face. "What happened to you two? When was the last time you talked?"

"The last time I was at camp." I reply softly.

"Really? That long ago?" She asks and when I nod she plows on. "Come on." She says.

"No! No! No!" I say when she gets up and starts dragging me up off of my seat.

Amber starts walking over and asks, "What are you doing?" To Willow skeptically, and is looking over the whole situation.

"She hasn't talked to Flin in years!" She says, exasperated. I give Amber a pleading look to let me go.

"Willow, that's enough." Amber says shortly and Willow detatches her hand, and Amber starts to pull me towards Flin.

"Not fair!" I shriek and Willow is laughing her head off. I even had my hope built up there.

I am brought up to him, and I see who he is talking to. Asher stands rigidly, his gray eyes smoked with anger. I can't let this happen again. "Flin?" I say.

"Jezebelle." He replies coldly, not looking at me.

"You know what? I'm done with this." I say, grabbing the nearest flowers from off the table.

"Jezebelle?" Flin says uncertainly, now looking at me. I start bashing him on the head with the roses, petals and leaves flying everywhere. He starts shouting for me to stop and Amber walks over to assess the situation.

"Talk nicely to each other, please," Is all Amber says before walking away again. I roll my eyes.

"Shut up and listen." I say, shaking my finger and him. He starts to make a noise but I cut him off. "Everyone lost somebody in the war, and just because your sister died there too doesn't mean you lost more than others. Poor Amber lost her brother as well. Blake lost Janice. So either you can still mope and sit here looking wounded for years or you can get over it and get on with your life." I chastise him.

"You don't know what it's like." Flin snaps back.

"Really? You dare say that to me." I say, looking shocked.

"You never had siblings. You even weren't meant to be here," He snarls at me.

"Last time I knew, the Flin I knew wouldn't even think of insulting me. I guess that I've been wrong about you all this time." I say, walking away.

I guess that it wasn't ever meant to be, and as I am walking towards the door, I see Willow and Joey standing a little ways away, arms linked. I wave a little bit and push the door open. "Jezebelle!" I hear a shout and I hear the clip-clip-clip of Asher's crutches coming towards me.

"What?" I ask, looking behind me.

"What happened in there?" He asks, breathless from walking around so much.

"Flin insulted me. So it's time I go back to Kansas." I say. "It was nice to see you Asher." I give him a one armed hug, and he smiles at me.

"He insulted you?" He asks, his eyebrows raised like if I said so he'd go and hurt him for me.

"Yeah. It's alright," I wave it off. "Tell Amber goodbye for me, please?"

"Yeah, sure, Jezebelle. See you soon? Come visit once in a while, okay? Promise?" He asks me, his eyes pleading. I cave.

"Sure. I'll try to come sometime next year. Maybe sometime you can come down to Wichita?" I suggest.

"Sure. Bye Jezy," His gray eyes look at me for one more second before retreating into the church.

I blink away the tears in my eyes and walk towards where my car sits in the parking lot. I click the unlock button, and to my surprise it is already unlocked. I could've swore I locked it. I get into the driver's seat and turn the car on.

"Hello Jezebelle." I hear a soft voice and I look in the back seat.

"No. You're dead," I whisper in fear.

"Oh, but I'm not. How do you think Flin treated you that way, it just wasn't on his own. Boys always need support from their girls," She says back.

"You." I start to shake. The car doors lock and I quickly unlock them, and when it doesn't work I smash open a window.

"Asher!" I shriek, as Juliette launches herself at me.

A/N: That is the end. *sad silence* Thank you for the wonderful journey everyone, and if you haven't submitted to The Fallen Star yet, I suggest you do so, it is basically the epilogue story of Falling Stars. So Fezebelle didn't happen *sigh* it just wasn't meant to be I guess. Poor Jezebelle. I always make her get hurt in some way, don't I? I guess I should stop doing that. . .expect surprises for Fallen Stars!

Thanks to these people…

Fairy Lori for all of your WONDERFUL support that you gave me throughout the story, and I took everything you said and put it straight into my heart. Thanks for everything! You rock!

So Hard to Chose Usernames, you were basically the background writer in this. She helped me a lot with Amber and everything! You're awesome!

Sonofthetrigod, I loved everything you put out for reviews, thanks for all of the support, and sometimes criticism when the chapters weren't so good…

We're All Okay, for all of the criticism that you gave that helped me write the chapters (Now for some reason Weekdays is getting 5000 word chapters…wonder how that happened, huh?)

Wade98 for letting me kill Janice, which you probably didn't see coming and letting Janice actually have an okay relationship going into the end! *single tear*

Its been a fun road, and I hope to see you for The Fallen Star!