Percy Jackson lay dying upon a hospital bed. On his left was his eldest daughter, Jaycee, and her husband and baby boy. On his right was his son, Tristan, and his two daughters.

As the old man lay there, listening to the drone of the medical machinery and waiting for his youngest daughter to arrive, he reminisced upon his life.

After the Giant War and the whole debacle with the Triumvirate was sorted out, he and his girlfriend, Annabeth, finally moved to New Rome to finish university. Percy graduated with a master of science on Marine Biology, while Annabeth graduated with a master's degree on Architecture.

They moved into an apartment in the Bay Area, near Annabeth's family house. They'd find work in the city, and in the summer go visit both Camp Jupiter and Camp Half-Blood.

The couple often joined Grover and Rachel Elizabeth Dare in their movement to preserve and protect nature. During these times, with help from Grover, Percy learned to do nature magic using the blessing of Pan.

Occasionally Percy would be called upon by Reyna and Frank to settle disputes in the senate. Percy never liked doing those jobs, but he was very good at politics, surprisingly.

Once Percy and Annabeth had finally settled into their new lives, they finally got married. Annabeth was the one to finally propose, since Percy kept fumbling his words nervously.

Honestly, Percy, Annabeth had said as she took the ring from him with a fond smile. You are such a Seaweed Brain. Let's get married.

Old Percy smiled at the memory. The wedding was a humble affair. Only close friends and family were invited. Leo accidentally melted the cake when he got excited. Percy never let him live that down. Frank got drunk and turned into an ostrich on the dancefloor.

Percy's mother cried as they danced together. Annabeth held Percy's little sister, Estelle as they sat watching. It was a beautiful night.

A year later Annabeth gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. They named her Jaycee, after their fallen friend Jason Grace. They named Thalia as godmother. She cried at the time, but refused to admit it.

Percy and Annabeth had fifteen wonderful years together, full of peace and happiness. Then Annabeth got sick.

She didn't get better.

Percy spent the next year in a depressed state. The only thing that kept him going was his lovely daughter. He was supposed to take care of her, but she took care of him. She got him back on his feet.

Percy decided then that he would live for his daughter as he waited to meet Annabeth again in the Underworld. He promised not to love another woman again.

Then he ran into Piper.

She had not been the same after Jason's death. She had regretted not being able to save him. She decided she would make sure that never happened again.

She graduated as an attorney, and soon became a politician. She used her position, and her charmspeak to pass certain laws that would secretly help demigods in need. She knew she wouldn't be able to help all of them, but she was going to try her best.

With her busy schedule, she had not found time to start a relationship. She was too focused on her work. Her assistant had suggested she take a break. That's when she ran into Percy.

The two of them started catching up. The last they saw each other was during Jaycee's fifth birthday. Piper was at a conference in Washington when Annabeth died. She only heard the news after Annabeth was buried and couldn't attend the funeral.

Percy and Piper started hanging out, and after a few months started dating. In a couple years, they got married.

Their wedding was much smaller now. Piper's father had died long before, so she had no family to attend. It was only their friends and Percy's family.

They were happily married for several decades. They had two more kids, who they named after their parents, respectively. Tristan and Sally. They watched them grow, until they all had families of their own. They lived a good life.

After forty years, their bodies started to fail them. As godly as they were, they were still mortal. Time had finally caught up to them. They were bedridden for several months. Piper died first. That was over a week ago. Now Percy lay in bed waiting to join her and finally see Annabeth again.

As Old Percy gazed tiredly at the clock on the wall, he heard the door to his hospital room squeak open. In came his youngest daughter, Sally. She smiled sadly at her father, apologizing for being late. Percy tried to tell her it's alright but he started coughing. His son Tristan laid a hand on his shoulder telling him to take it easy.

The Jackson family spent the rest of the day chatting and telling each other stories of their own little clans. Percy smiled at the sight. Then it was time for them to leave. They didn't want to leave their father, but Percy told them he wanted to rest. He told them he loved them, and to always take care of each other. The siblings left with their children, saying their goodbyes and I-love-you's.

Then Percy was alone. An old man who had lived a full life. He let out a tired breath as he slowly closed his eyes shut. He drifted off peacefully to sleep.

And he never woke again.