Go with the Flow

Summary: Being reincarnated was a surprise and her new life wasn't the most ease to have or normal, but she would do what she did best; go with the flow and see where it would take her. SI.

Beta: CeresNamikaze (No one is perfect, so maybe you can find an error here and there!)

Just a warning: SI, OC-Insert, OC-Centric, OC-is-FemPercy, AU, Language, Clichés

Just so you know (Name): The name Rhea (or the variants Rheia and Reah) means "ease, flow". And the name Thalassa means "Sea" (In mythology, this is the name of a daughter of Alther and Hemera and she was a feminine personification of the Mediterranean Sea). So, the main character name is Rhea Thalassa Jackson.

Just so you know (Poseidon's Children): In this story Poseidon never had a daughter, be it immortal or not. Because of that, I will be genderbeing some of his daughters or making them daughters of another sea deity.

I don't own Percy Jackson, Rick Riordan does!

Brothers and Sister

"Sisters and brothers are the truest, purest forms of love, family and friendship, knowing when to hold you and when to challenge you, but always being a part of you."

– Carol Ann Albright Eastman

Rhea is left alone with a babysitter when she is three years old. For the first time since her rebirth, her father can't come to see her and Sally can't take Rhea to work with her.

Jane the babysitter, a fifteen years old purple haired teenager with kind hazel eyes, takes Rhea to eat pancakes in a small restaurant before they visit three different parks and five playgrounds, although they don't stick around since Rhea doesn't find them interesting. It takes a while - and thankfully Jane seems to be amused by Rhea's behavior -, but they find the perfect playground after three or four hours, one surrounded by trees and nature.

Jane sits down under a tree and takes out her homework while Rhea ignores the other children on the playground and half-heartedly starts looking around, looking for something in particular.

She finds this something in the form of a bored and sad looking man. He seems to be a little older than her own father in appearance and what Rhea feels coming from him makes her stop and blink her eyes several times before she decides that he is real and not a hallucination. Rhea notices that everyone else is ignoring him, as if he isn't even there and it worries her because several children, mothers and babysitters looked in her direction when she arrived with Jane.

Making a decision, Rhea looks in the man's direction again. She notices a place for her to sit down next to him and runs in Jane's direction, grabbing her backpack and running back to the place she had been before and starts playing.

Slowly, she moves toward the man, making sure that she doesn't let it clear that what she really wants is to approach him and not play with the jungle gym. Rhea is sure that if he noticed her intentions, the man would go away and she doesn't want it.

After twenty minutes or so, Rhea stops playing. She looks in the man's direction once again and is happy to see that he is still there and that she can see his features better, confirming what she already knows.

As she approaches him, Rhea walks slowly and tries to look shy and unassuming. She doesn't want to scary him away after all.

Rhea sits down next to the man who blinks his eyes and looks at her with disbelief. Rhea isn't sure if it is because the man is surprised by the fact that she knows he is there or because he is surprised at her for sitting next to a completely strange. She decides to ignore him for now and opens her backpack looking for the box with the blue cookies her mother had given to her in the morning. Rhea opens the box and slowly eats a cookie and when she is finished and moves to get another cookie Rhea stops, tilting her head as if she is thinking about something.

She finds what she is doing rather silly, but it doesn't stop Rhea from grabbing a cooking and turning toward the man.

"Do you want one?" Rhea asks with a smile.

The man opens and closes his mouth and backs away a little with wide eyes. He seems conflicted as if he doesn't know what to think of her or if he isn't sure if she is even there.

Hesitantly, he accepts the cookie and looks at it with a funny expression before taking a bite.

They eat in silence and when the man relax beside her, Rhea smiles happily at the successfully mission. Now if only she can make him talk...

The man beats her to it. "What is your name?"

Rhea beams at the question and looks into those familiar but darker sea-green eyes.

"I'm Rhea! What is your name?"

The man stares for a moment before his lips twitch into a small smile.

"Proteus. My name is Proteus."

Although many don't remember it or just don't plain know it, Proteus is the eldest son of Poseidon.

Having the ability to foretell the future, he is rather surprised when he is approached by the small impossibility sitting next to him for he hadn't seen her before. And please, before this question is made, he has no connection to Nereus aside from both of them being Water based Gods, shapeshifters and having the power of prophecy. Nereus is a son of Gaea and is older than him.

When he wants to think or just wants to stay away from Triton constant complaints about their father strange behavior, which started more or less three years ago, Proteus visits one of the several playgrounds in New Orleans. The laughter and all the happiness from those small mortals always makes him forget his problems, the fact that he is treated like he is nothing but a psychologist to his young brother (and many others in their family) and how he seems to have such weak presence that most of the time, people forget he is there or doesn't even see him there.

Proteus isn't close to anyone in his big family aside from three of them.

His Aunt Hestia and his father do their best, but even them forget about him sometimes. Now, his Grandmother... She always makes sure to see how he is doing or if he needs to talk. Proteus is grateful for her existence for his Grandmother keeps him sane, she is the one that grounds him and lets him see what is real and what is a vision. He knows that Apollo has the same problem, but differently from him, the womanizer God has his children, Hermes, Artemis and Leto to help him.

Proteus is sitting in a bench in the playground when he wants some time alone. He stays there, being ignored like always and silently watching as children run and laugh, until he notices a small figure sitting next to him.

The small impossibility as he decides to call her is a petit and frail looking little thing. She is wearing quirky and unique clothes; they are rather colorful and creative, looking like she has just stepped out of a Random Clothes Box. But while those clothes could have looked terrible on anyone else, Proteus thinks, on her it just fits.

He observes in silence when she eats her blue - Blue!? - cookie and stops for a moment. He has to hold down a chuckle when she tilts her head; much like a dog would do, and hums in thought. She nods to herself and turns to him with a cookie in hand.

"Do you want one?" She asks with a slight smile. She has a French – There was name for it… Ah yes, Cajun – accent and her voice is rather unique much like the rest of her. It is a calm, soft, quiet, and has a drifty and thoughtful quality to it.

Proteus has never heard something like this before, especially not in a child, and he really likes her voice.

Proteus opens and closes his mouth in surprise before he backs away a little with wide eyes because she has seen him. This little girl noticed his presence and was talking to him. Proteus feels his heart beats against his chest at this and he completely forgets the fact that he had never seen her before and baths in the attention of those unique sea-green eyes gives him.

After centuries of being ignored and treated like a ghost, Proteus is conflicted if he should accept the cookie. He is afraid that she will disappear. He is afraid that she is nothing more than a dream and the last thing he wants is for her to disappear.

Her being a dream is rather plausible, after all, wasn't his father incapable of siring a female child? And here she is.

Making his decision, he accepts the cookie and looks at it before taking a bite. He is ecstatic when the small impossibility next to him doesn't disappear and although eating a blue cookie is rather strange, he has never been happier.

As they eat in silence, he observes her by the corner of his eyes. She is a pretty little thing with long raven black hair tied in a braid midway down in a soft, cascading way and her big and expressive sea green eyes are so different from his own eyes and the eyes of his father and brothers. She has a rather dreamily and distracted look in her face and an aura that immediately makes him relax and want to close his eyes as he lose himself on the sensations that it brings to him.

Proteus finishes his third cookie when he decides to talk to her. "What is your name?"

At first he expects her to have already forgotten him much like others would have done, but then she beams at the question and looks into his eyes.

"I'm Rhea!" She says with a beautiful smile. "What is your name?"

Proteus stares down at the impossible miracle that was named after his Grandmother and is sitting next to him before he feels his lips twitch into a small smile.

When was the last time he smiled? When he truly smiled?

Honestly, Proteus can't remember.

"Proteus." He answers. "My name is Proteus."

She smiles as if that was the best thing she had ever heard and as she looks at him, her eyes are filled with admiration and something else that makes Proteus breathing be caught in throat.

He has no idea how she came to be when he knows that his Father wasn't meant to have a daughter any time soon (Never, actually). Rhea Jackson wasn't meant to exist, a boy called Percy Jackson was. But he doesn't care. She is his little sister and he will protect her. He will protect this little girl who didn't know him but saw him when others didn't and who made him feel like he mattered.

"Nice to meet you!" Rhea says before offering him another cookie.

As he listen to her talk about her mortal mother and about their father, who seems to be ignoring all the Ancient Laws out there to be part of her life. Proteus wonders at what point Poseidon would go to keep Rhea with him and safe. Frankly, from what he knows of the Sea God, there will nothing in this existence that can stop him from having what he wants and doing what he so desires.

Proteus shakes his head and turns his attention back to his sister.

Honestly, he can't help but think that he too would do anything for her.

Rhea loves New Orleans; it is her home and has been called so from when she was Daniella. But it doesn't mean that sometimes she doesn't misses New York, the place she had visited from time to time because her Grandmother had lived there. So when Jane the babysitter approaches her with three tickets to visit the New York Aquarium, Rhea is almost skipping around from happiness.

It has been only one month since she meets Proteus and she always makes sure to go back to the playground to see him. She thinks that he would be happy to visit the Aquarium with her, but Rhea knows how uncomfortable and irritable her mother can get when it comes to anything related to Poseidon.

Rhea is aware that her parents seems to be acting like a divorced couple when it comes to her and she doesn't know if she should be amused by it or plain confused to why they would be doing such thing. In the end, she decides to do both and every time Poseidon and Sally glare at each other, trading silent messages, Rhea stands up and walks out of the room and goes to play Pokémon until one of them get tired of their little staring contest (Although Poseidon almost always win).

Sally gets more than irritated when Poseidon appears in their apartment to see Rhea, but the woman doesn't stop him from doing what he wants. She does however protest every time Poseidon asks Rhea if she wants to take a walk with him or if she wants to see Atlantis. Rhea is pretty sure that, even if he wants to take her to see a few places with him, her father says those things on purpose, just to see Sally get worked up with it.

So knowing that her mother won't be too happy if she learned that Rhea wasn't only in contact with one of her half-brothers but also wanted to invite him and her father to go to the Aquarium with her, Rhea asks her mother if the woman would like to go with her and gives the others tickets back to Jane.

Rhea is a little confused at the victorious smile in her mother's face when this question is made but she doesn't comment about it.

People always called her strange as Daniella and she is pretty sure people still call her that as Rhea, but she is pretty sure that there are people stranger than her out there. Sally actions and reactions are proof of that sometimes.

"What do you want to see first Rhea?" Her mother asks as she holds her hand.

Rhea looks around in thought before making her decision.

"Can we see the sharks?"

She likes sharks!

Her mother shoots her a look but sighs before muttering under her breath. Rhea is sure she isn't meant to hear it, but she has to hold back a grin when she does. "You couldn't choose something cuter and less scary couldn't you, Rhea?" Out loud Sally says. "Very well then, after that we will see the dolphins."

Rhea doesn't protests and lets her mother lead her to where the sharks were located.

It doesn't take long and they arrive in a almost deserted part of the Aquarium. Rhea raises an eyebrow when she sees a man with a rather familiar presence sitting in a wooden bench and reading a newspaper as he hides his face with it. Seeing that he is busy and not wanting to bother him, Rhea turns her attention toward a boy, a teenager actually, staring at one of the sharks, an amused smile in his face as he nods, hearing the shark tell him something.

Rhea stares for a moment before she finally notices that he also has that familiar presence, or aura (or whatever) coming from him. She doesn't know how she can feel that type of thing, but she can and doesn't question this ability. It is rather useful when it comes to identifying her brother and relatives.

A smile forms in her face and before she starts walking toward the boy. She looks in his mother direction. Sally is talking to a woman about something so she decides to grab this opportunity and starts walking.

She stops two steps away from the boy and thinks for a moment.

"Bonjour, I am Rhea. What is your name?"

The boy turns to her with what she could only call a shocked expression.

"Hello?" Rhea frowns at the lack of response.

"Don't worry about it, the Idiot is in shock." Rhea could even hear the Capital as she hears the man who was sitting reading the newspaper speaks. "You should hit him. It always works."

This wakes the boy up who shoots the man a strange look. "What are you? A Masochist? Why do you like it when people hit me, Asopos?" Asopos frowns and opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted by the boy who snaps his fingers in realization. "I see!" He says slowly, a smirk forming in his face. "You're not a Masochist. I look so much like you. Maybe you're a Narcissistic? It must be it. Are you in love with yourself brother? You can tell me, I won't judge you."

Asopos gives him a disgusted look. "Theseus, if you don't have anything intelligent to say, than you should keep your mouth shut."

Rhea smiles in amusement and shakes her head.

Theseus is right, she thinks after a moment. Both of them look rather similar to each other, almost like fraternal twins but then again, it must be something to do with their father. Proteus also looks similar to them and so does she.

Proteus looks like he is in his late forties and early fifties. He is a charming man, Rhea has to give it to him, with dark sea-green eyes, glasses and long greyed black hair is tied in a ponytail on the base of his neck. Proteus also has a love for expensive suits, which he told Rhea with an amused glint in his eyes, is something he got from Hades.

Now, Theseus looks like a teenager, being no older than fifteen or sixteen. His light sea-green eyes are filled with mischief and he has shoulder length raven black hair. He wears a black tank top with a silver trident in the back, khaki shorts and boots.

Asopos, much like Proteus, looks older, maybe in his early forties. He has neat jet black hair, a goatee, cold sea-green eyes and a regal presence around him. He wears an expensive suit, a cloak and makes Rhea thinks of a noble or a King, which isn't too far from the truth because if Rhea isn't wrong, Asopos had been the King of Argos before being a River God.

Speaking of Kings...

Wasn't Theseus also a King? She just couldn't remember from where...

Theseus smirks. "Oho, you didn't deny anything."

Asopos narrows his eyes and pointedly turn his attention back to his newspaper.

"Come on, brother! You can tell me anything, I am pretty sure you're not the only Narcissistic in our family. I am pretty sure Triton is one too, have you noticed how long he stares at the mirror in his room?"

"Almost two hours." Asopos says, not looking up from the newspaper.

"Exac -" Theseus blinks and stares at Asopos in disbelief. "How do you know that?"

"I guessed."

There is a moment of silence.

Theseus frowns in thought before Rhea sees a glint in his eyes.

"No you didn't!" Theseus says, pointing a finger at him with a grin. "You two are competing who stares at their reflection longer, aren't you?"

"No, we are not."

"Yes, you are."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

Rhea looks at them and giggles behind her hand to muffle the sounds.

What a pair those two make...

Theseus and Asopos were more than suspicious when Proteus decided to visit them and ask if they could do something for him. Proteus never asks for nothing. He too rarely speaks to them, mostly because they rarely can see him there and their oldest brother presence is almost impossible to find. He is like a ghost.

Proteus also knows things that they couldn't even imagine, so when he says something or ask for something, it is impossible to not agree with him or do as he say.

So with this in mind, they go to the New York Aquarium waits by the sharks. Asopos decides to read a newspaper while he waits for Proteus to appear and Theseus decides to strike a conversation with a scarred shark.

The two brothers stay there for hours and start wondering if they were in the right place. Proteus had warned them that there was a possibility that would have to move to another place in the Aquarium if they wanted to find what he wanted to show them. Whatever it is that Proteus wants to show to them must be really important and strange for never their older brother spoke with such insecurity. Proteus had said that the only reason he even told them to stay near the sharks was because he has seen them there, not this thing he is so interested into.

Asopos is the first to notice the precious impossibility.

Theseus is too focused in one of the stories the shark is telling him and doesn't see her.

He observes her by the corner of his eyes, keeping hold of his newspaper. She walks in the direction of the shark tanks along her mother, or who he thinks is her mother. As the woman moves to talk to another mortal, Asopos sees the little nymph-like girl looking in his direction before she focus her attention into Theseus and the shark.

A smile forms in her face and Asopos can't help but think that it is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

She takes a moment to look into the direction of the mortal who he now is certain to be her mother. The little girl nods to herself after that and walks in Theseus direction.

If Asopos has any doubt of who she is, he knows they are completely shattered when the little girl speaks.

"Bonjour, I am Rhea. What is your name?" She asks Theseus with a accented dreamily voice and a distant look that he thinks is normal for her.

His brother doesn't answer; all he can do is stare at her.

Asopos ignores him and stays focused on her.

Her name fits her, Asopos thinks. She has the same welcoming and warm presence that his Grandmother Rhea and Aunt Hestia have, but he also notice notices something else flowing from her, although he isn't sure what it is. She is a powerful child, Asopos thinks after a moment, more so than any other any other Demigod from his father that he had meet before.

Theseus thoughts are similar to his own. But everything that keeps repeating like a broken record in his mind is: Impossible. Impossible. Why? After so long? She can't be real. She can't be his father's child. He never had a daughter. Impossible.

"Hello?" Theseus blinks as she frown sadly. Her voice doesn't change much, but by the way her voice is so faint, it is clear she is disappointed by the lack of answer.

Asopos decides to speak as he lowers his newspaper a little. "Don't worry about it, the Idiot is in shook. You should hit him. It always works."

Theseus wakes up at this and shoots him a look. Asopos narrows his eyes a little when the little of annoyance in his brother's eyes turn into mirth.

"What are you?" He asks. "A Masochist? Why do you like it when people hit me, Asopos?" Theseus pouts. Feeling a little of dreed, Asopos opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted by Theseus who snaps his fingers in realization. "I see!" He says slowly, a smirk forming in his face. "You're not a Masochist. I look so much like you. Maybe you're a Narcissistic? It must be it. Are you in love with yourself brother? You can tell me, I won't judge you."

Asopos pursues his lips as if he has just eaten something sour. "Theseus, if you don't have anything intelligent to say, then you should keep your mouth shut."

Theseus isn't even a little bothered by the question as he smirks.

"Oho, you didn't deny anything."

Asopos narrows his eyes, he tries to think in something to say but in the end decides that it is better if he stays in silence, and pointedly turns his attention back to his newspaper.

"Come on, brother! You can tell me anything, I am pretty sure you're not the only Narcissistic in our family. Triton is one too, have you noticed how long he stares at the mirror in his room?"

Theseus isn't expecting a answer but he gets one anyway.

"Almost two hours."

Theseus nods. "Exac -" He stops, blinks his eyes and looks at his brother with disbelief. "How do you know that?"

"I guessed."

There is a moment of silence. Theseus stares at his brother before a wicked smirk forms in his face. He loves it when there is an opportunity for them to fight; nothing is boring when it happens.

"No you didn't!" Theseus says, pointing at Asopos. "You two are competing who stares at their reflection longer, aren't you?"

"No, we are not."

"Yes, you are."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

Their little banter ends when they hear muffled giggles and turn around to see their sister laughing with pure delight. Slowly, Theseus grins at her while Asopos' lips twitch up into a small smile.

"Rhea!" At the slightly panicked voice, they turn around.

Rhea's mother is frowning in displeasure and biting her lower lip as she looks from Asopos to Theseus and back again. Both Sons of Poseidon share a confused look. The mortal seems almost hateful. They just can't see why though, they have never seen her before. Maybe it has something to do with their Father?

"Come on, Rhea. We need to see the dolphins."

Their sister pouts a little but nods when her mother shoots her a look. Rhea opens her mouth speak to them, but she is interrupted by her mother who gives up in calling her and comes to get Rhea, grabbing the little girl's hand and almost forceful dragging her away from them.

Rhea waves at them with a dreamily smile before she disappears from view along her mother.

Asopos breaks the moment of silence that is created between the brothers. "What just happened?"

Theseus looks at him and shrugs. "I will never understand mortals..."

"You speak as if you hadn't been a mortal before."

"Whatever."

Asopos rolls his eyes and shakes his head with exasperation.

"But seriously... What is wrong with that woman?"

Before Asopos can give his opinion, a familiar voice answers Theseus' question. "She and father are fighting for Rhea."

Asopos' eyes widen in surprise as he moves away, almost falling off the bench he was sitting on. Theseus dramatically places a hand above his heart as he jumps and stares at the bench with wide eyes.

"Holy Poseidon!" Theseus manages to say. "When did you get here?!"

Proteus raises an eyebrow. "I have been here all along. I was the woman Rhea's mother was talking to."

He sighs when his brothers shoot a blank look at him.

And that's why Rhea is already his favorite family member along his Grandmother (Maybe it has something to do with the name?). Not only she is a cute little thing, she also always notices him.

Asopos cleans his throat. "So... The little nymph there was the impossibility you wanted to show us?"

Proteus nods. "Yes..."

Theseus frowns. "If you knew we would meet her today. Why did you say then that you couldn't see her?"

"Because I can't."

This makes them stop and stare at him. Proteus knows things and he his visions never failed him. His gift is not stronger as Apollo's, but it is more powerful than Nereus's. Proteus can see everything. Present, past and future. It doesn't matter what. So it is more than surprising to hear that he can't see their sister.

"She is like a blank space. A wild card." Proteus is clearly annoyed by this prospect.

"And what does it mean?" Asopos says, his lips turned down.

Proteus opens and closes his mouth before shaking his head in annoyance. "I... I don't know... And it scares me. A demigod life is dangerous... And since I can't see her..."

"You want our help to keep an eye on her..." Theseus says as he sits down next to Proteus. "You want us to protect her."

"I can't see her, I can't do this alone."

"Have you met her before?" Asopos asks. "You seem to truly like her."

Proteus smiles a little and tells them about blue cookies and the little impossibility that he has been visiting every other day when she is alone with her babysitter. The two brothers hear his tales with attention, sharing a look when Proteus stops talking.

They come to a silent agreement.

They would have decided to keep an eye on Rhea even if Proteus hadn't asked. After all, she is their little sister and they would protect her, more now than before. It is the job of an older sibling to protect their younger siblings.

"So, when does she stay alone with this Jane? I know this awesome place that she will love!"

"Theseus, you can't be possibly thinking of taking her to the Sea of Monsters."

"Why?"

"Are you seriously asking me that?!"

"But Asopos, she is a Child of Poseidon! Have you seen all the sea creatures there? I am telling you, she will love it."

"What part of Sea of Monsters you don't understand?!"

Proteus looks between them and wonders if it has been a good idea.

Maybe he should have asked for Orion help? Or maybe Arion? Even that horse had more sense than those two.

Poseidon isn't ashamed to say that he was hoping to hide Rhea from her siblings for a while. He knows that just like with him, Rhea would charm her brothers and make them all want to keep her close and never let got. So, in attempt of keeping her for himself for a while, he kept his mouth shut and made an excuse when coming to visit his daughter.

He should have known that Proteus would see Rhea and would tell one or two of his brothers about her. Poseidon just wished he hadn't told the Toublesome Duo - also known as Theseus and Asopos -.

It takes a while, but his children finally notices him standing in the room.

"Hey old man!" Theseus grins, waving cheerfully at him.

"Good Afternoon, Father." Asopos nods.

Proteus tilts his head. "Father"

Rhea smiles dreamily at him. "Hello, Daddy."

Poseidon blinks his eyes, trying to understand what he is seeing. "What are you all doing?"

His children's clothes were bathed in paint and he could see paint everywhere. It was like they had been fighting with the multi colored paints. Proteus's hair was neon green and he had hearts in his face, Theseus looked like a clown and there was the word Idiot in his forehead (Poseidon was pretty sure Asopos had done that to him), Asopos had something similar to woman make up in his face but in a very exaggerated way and the paint on Rhea's face made her look like a puppy. He could also see different drawings scattered on the floor.

"Silly, Daddy." Rhea shoots him a look as if that was a stupid question. "It is Apollo Day."

"Apollo... Apollo Day?" He raises an eyebrow.

Poseidon seriously hopes his nephew would never hear about it. Apollo is already full of himself, if he learns that his daughter created a day just for him, the boy would proclaim Rhea his favorite demigod and would never leave her alone again. And then Hermes would hear about it and would start following Rhea around just so the girl would also make a day for him.

"The day we have fun with Art." She tilts her head, her lips twitching as if she is stopping herself from laughing. "Tomorrow is Hermes Day."

The God of Sea almost facepalms.

His expression must have showed his thoughts and displeasure because Rhea started giggling and his sons snorted. As he looks at Rhea, Poseidon finally understands that she had said that on purpose, just to see his reaction and he had done exactly what she wanted.

"Rhea..." He sighs, but there is a smile in his face.

She giggles more.

"You're more relaxed now." Proteus says, making Poseidon look at him in confusion.

"What?"

"When you got here you seemed tense, old man." Theseus says with a small grin.

Poseidon blinks and sighs. Of course he was tense. He hadn't been too happy in finding them there. Rhea had been only his until now, even if Sally would disagree with him, and he didn't want to share her with anyone else yet (Never actually, but he knows that it is impossible).

But it is not like he has a choice on the matter anymore...

Asopos nods. "Little Nymph only said that to make you relax."

"It worked." Theseus shrugs.

Poseidon looks at his daughter who gives him a beautiful smile. His lips twitch into a smile and he nods. This is just something that Rhea would do. Rhea, from the moment he held her in his arms for the first time, always seemed to be in tune with his emotions and always knew what to do to make him feel better or to make him relax.

He sits next to Rhea and ignoring all the paint, he hugs her close, placing her in his lap and resting his chin in her hair. She looks up at him with a smile before turning her attention back to the drawings on the floor, grabbing one of the papers and a yellow crayon.

"And what are you all really doing here?"

Proteus answers him. "Rhea wanted to draw and paint."

"And it isn't like we can say no to her. Have you seen her Kicked Puppy look?" Theseus asks. "Or the Teary Puppy look?"

"Don't forget the terrible Teary Puppy 2.0 look." Asopos mutters as he draws on his own paper.

Poseidon doesn't answer.

He can't say no to her no matter the look she is making. But he won't say that to his children.

"And what are you all drawing?"

Proteus shows him the picture of himself with a funny looking dead Nereus next to him, not too surprising. He hated Nereus above everything. Theseus grins and shows a picture of himself in the Sea of Monsters (The boy loved that place for some bizarre reason) and Asopos shows a picture of himself when he was the King of Argos. Or so he thought it was what those two had done. Theseus and Asopos had inherited his lack of talent to draw. At least they were better than Orion who could draw a person and make it look like an octopus.

"And you Rhea?" He asks, trying to look at her drawing.

She doesn't look up for a moment before letting him see what she has done.

"Is that a jackal? And who is this man on the picture?" Poseidon asks, feeling a little of dread.

With a sweet smile, Rhea nods, looking down at the drawing of her, a jackal with golden collar and man wearing a hat with several strange and familiars Runes around him.

"Rhea?"

"The jackal is my new friend and the man is Mommy's older brother" Rhea proclaims, proudly.

Poseidon stares at the jackal.

He doesn't really want to share his daughter with anyone, but Poseidon knows that his sons have to be part of her life one way or another so he can accept the fact that they know about her.

But this man and jackal...

"Uncle?" He asks, slowly.

"Mommy said he is a magician and he will teach me magic!"

Poseidon's head moves toward the door at this proclamation and he narrows his eyes at the mortal woman who had been standing there for a while now, staring at him with an almost hateful look.

He grits his teeth when Sally narrows her eyes back. She takes a deep breath, collecting all strength and courage she has to smirk at him, feeling a little victorious.

Poseidon hugs Rhea closer, as if someone would take her from him at any moment, and ignores the questioning looks his children are sending in his direction.

Poseidon has no idea of how Sally knows about them nor does he knows who this so called brother of hers is, but he would find out and he would stop this nonsense before it truly started.

No Egyptian would take Rhea away from him.

Especially not because a mortal thinks it will keep him away.

Brothers and Sister

Hellooo, everyone! I am back!

Sorry for the long wait. I have been pretty busy. I am working with my parents, since they are lacking employers, I have also been studying nonstop for my transfer exam…

So… What do you think of Proteus, Asopos and Theseus? I really like them XD. They will be rather important to the story along Triton, but he won't appear for a while along Amphitrite. And the Egyptians?! How do Sally knows about them and who is the jackal and the man with the hat (I am pretty sure that who have read KC and knows a little about Egyptian Mythology knows who they are)? XP

I will be making a crossover of sorts... The others series will appear here; so don't be surprised in seeing characters from Kane Chronicles or Magnus Chase here. Maybe Rhea will even participate of their stories, but I don't know yet.

Speaking of Magnus Chase... Have you read the book? I don't really care about Annabeth (I actually dislike her a little. The same way I dislike Sadie Kane. I don't know why. I just don't like them), but I really liked her cousin and I was pretty surprised to learn that he was Frey's son, I thought that his father would be the deceased brother of Thor or even someone more well known. I didn't even known about Frey before the book, did you?

Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter and please… Don't forget to:

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- Cissnei