Hello all big and small! I know this isn't exactly the Jeyna oneshots I said I was going to write, but when I sat down to write some this kept fighting its way to the surface. So much for my retirement from fan fiction O.o

This story is set up similarly to The Heroes of Olympus series with points views from Jason, Reyna and their children, who you will meet later in this chapter.

REYNA

It was a bell that started it all. Reyna had been sleeping, curled up safe and warm in her husband's arms, when she first heard it. It rang only once, but it echoed through the stone streets and ricocheted against the brick walls framing the city, so by the time it reached her window it chimed as clear as Lupa's howl.

Reyna shot up immediately. Her heart pounded like she had just woken up from a nightmare, only she couldn't remember was she was dreaming of. Something was wrong. Every fiber of her being told her so.

There was nothing but darkness surrounding her. Cool, calm darkness that Reyna usually found peace where most people found fright, but not tonight. She reached across the bed to the side table and turned up the dial of the lamp. The flame responded immediately, filling her room with light.

There was nothing in the room that screamed trouble. No big hairy monster staring at her, no fire threating to destroy her house, or power-hungry centurion holding a knife over her throat. Yet, there was a little voice in the back of her head screaming at her to get up and investigate.

Reyna turned and shook the large lump sleeping next to her. "Jason, wake up."

"What?" Jason stuttered jumping up. "What's wrong?"

She hesitated for a moment before replying. "I thought I heard the alarm bell."

He glanced at the window. "Well, I don't hear it now."

"No," Reyna agreed slowly. "It only ringed once."

"Well, if the city was in danger they would ring it more than once. Three times to be exact. Article IV, Section I, Praetor Reyna," Jason teased her flickering her nose with his finger.

She rolled her eyes at him. It had been a while since someone called her Praetor Reyna, but the title still made her heart jump. "I know the city's laws, Jason. Honestly, I surprised you still do. They weren't really engraved in your head in the first place."

"If that was some kind of sly comment about my age let me remind you are just as old as me," Jason muttered lying back down.

Reyna wasn't in the mood to play games, nor did she want to forget about it and go back to sleep. Jason's reaction wasn't exactly idea, but it had been a long time since there has been any call for alarm. But Reyna's mind won't let her rest. Sighing, Reyna threw back the covers and began the daunting task of searching her slippers under the bed. It wasn't long before she felt Jason's hand on her back.

"Reyna, it probably was nothing. Some newbie on his first night watch thinking he saw the Titian army when it was really was a squirrel. It happens."

"It never happened when I was praetor," Reyna mumbled. If it turns out that she got this worked up over a squirrel, well, there will be blood.

Jason smiled at her. "Yes, well you always were irreplaceable."

After so many years together Reyna would have thought she would have built up immunity to Jason's lines, but sadly that was not the case. She turned her face back the search for her slippers so that Jason wouldn't see her smile.

"Or perhaps you were just dreaming," Jason added. "I know you have been having a hard time with August just around the corner−"

"That has nothing to do with this," Reyna snapped. She grabbed her slippers and shoved them into her feet. "This is why I never tell you anything. You always feel the need to bring it up every single time I get the tiniest bit emotional about something."

"You? Emotional?" Jason mocked. "No one would ever accuse you of that."

Reyna made sure she gave him a threatening glare as she stood up.

"Reyna−"

"I'm going to check on the children," she spat before storming out of the room.

Jason just didn't understand. Reyna didn't know why he didn't, but she just wished he would. Did he really think she enjoyed being this paranoid about everything? There might not have been monsters or other immortal beings threatening to destroy the Earth for a while, but someone had to be on alert. After all, her instincts had never led her wrong before.

She went to the room of her youngest first, a little purple room directly across from her own. The only light in the room came from a tiny candle encased in metal carousal. Heat rose from the flame turning the carousal so that images of dragons dressed in light danced around the room.

Cleo was sleeping face down with half of her little hands and feet hanging off the edge of the bed. If it wasn't for the loud snoring filling the room Reyna would have felt the need to check for a pulse. She didn't even stir when Reyna tucked her limps back underneath the covers. Her hair, however, was a hopeless case. Cleo's yellow gold hair laid in tangles around her head with a slight ripple of waves the only evidence of the braid Reyna had braided a mere few hours ago. Brushing the golden locks out of her face, Reyna kissed her daughter's forehead and finished covering her with the blanket.

Content with the fact that there is currently no immediate doom threatening the life of her only daughter, Reyna walked quietly out of the bedroom leaving the door ajar behind her. Despite the darling sight of her daughter sleeping, Reyna was still full with dread and overcome with the feeling that something was not right.

Turning to her left, Reyna was surprised to find the door completely shut. Stepping closer to the door, she could hear hissing sounds of whispers being exchange. Cautiously, she turned the knob of the door.

Argentum and Aurum lifted their heads when she entered the room. Their red eyes glowed from their adjacent beds, each one guarding the round lump lying above them. Reyna studied the identical shapes carefully, taking note of their steady breathing and their frozen postures.

"What are you boys up to?"

"Nothing," a small voice replied from underneath the blanket.

Romulus let out a frustrating sigh, throwing back his covers. "What part of pretend to be asleep did you not understand?"

"What? It's Mom," Remus answered. "We can't fool Mom."

"Not like that," Reyna agreed taking a seat on Romulus' bed. "You were too still. Only the dead sleep like that." She patted Aurum's head. "What are two doing up anyways?"

"We couldn't sleep," Remus replied leaping from his bed to his brothers'.

Reyna placed her other arm around her ten year old son. "And why was that?"

"Well-" Remus started, glancing at his brother.

"The alarm bell woke us," Romulus quickly replied. "That's why you're up, isn't it? You heard it too. What's going on? Are we in danger?"

Reyna could feel the weight of their stares as they waited for her to reply.

"What does it mean, Mom?" Remus asked. "Is Camp Jupiter under attack?"

"You were probably just dreaming," she reassured him brushing his black hair out of his eyes. "Don't worry about it."

"We weren't dreaming, Mom. We were wide wake. Heard it clear as day," Remus told her.

"Wait, I thought you said the bell woke you," said Reyna. Remus immediately looked down at the floor to avoid his mother's gaze. Attention to detail was essential for being effective mother.

Romulus rolled his eyes, "Great job genius."

As Remus tucked his head underneath hers, Reyna was reminded of when he was younger. Reyna would rather have her arm cut off than to admit it, but when they were infants it was nearly impossible to tell the boys apart. They were just too identical. After a few days, she discovered a fail proof method of telling them apart. Whenever she held Remus he would tuck his head into her neck. Romulus was never the cuddling type. A true born Roman, he took after her. She actually had Jason convince that giving birth gave her some kind of super mom mind reading power before she broke down in laughter and told him the secret of her ways.

"We had a dream," admitted Remus after a moment of silence.

"The same one?" Reyna asked. She was accustomed to the similarity of her twins, but this was the first time that it happen while they were asleep.

"It was nothing," Romulus replied. "Stop being such a baby."

"Stop it," Reyna ordered. She couldn't blame him for his appeared coldness. After all, there was only of source of it, and sure didn't come from Jason.

"Romans are not frightened by stupid little dreams," Romulus stated.

"No, but they are smarter enough to know when to listen to them," Reyna stated. "A little fear is good sometimes. It keeps you quick and on guard. Overconfidence is what gets you killed." She narrowed her eyes as she looked at Romulus to make sure the message sunk in.

She turned back to her younger son and tightened her grip around him. "Tell me what you saw."

"A battle," Romulus answered for him. "A great big Roman battle. Not a modern one, though, something from the real Roman Empire, with swords and blood. Lots of blood"

Reyna could feel Remus tense up next to her so she ran hand through his hair again. He obviously didn't find the dream as exciting as Romulus did.

"I'm not sure who they were fighting. They had strange looking uniforms though. I didn't recognize the flag," added Romulus glancing towards the bookcase as if he was trying to decide what would be the best book to use to help him identity the foreign army.

Reyna did her best to withhold the frustration boiling inside her. Couldn't the gods just leave her family alone? If Jason hadn't done enough for them for three lifetimes surely she had with all her work at Camp Jupiter. It was bad enough with August only a few weeks away, now this dream summoning her sons to battle.

"Mom?" Remus looked up her with his sky blue eyes.

Reyna did her clear her head and all such thoughts. "It was just a dream, sweetie."

"A dream?" Romulus retorted. "A dream is what you have when you dream of fluffy bunny clouds. This was a message."

It was moments like there where Reyna is reminded that is no longer dealing with the two little babies she could snuggled in her arms. It was also when she cursed her own inheritable intelligence.

"It was so vivid, almost like were we there," Romulus went on while Remus cringed at the memory.

"Enough," Reyna ordered. "You're scaring your brother."

"He's scared of his own shadow," remarked Romulus.

"I am not!" Remus replied, but Romulus went on like he didn't hear him.

"This definitely means something. If only I could identify that flag." Romulus jumped down from his bed and made his way like he was heading towards the bookcase so Reyna grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Those books are the cause of all of this. You have been studying so hard you can't get it out of your head," said Reyna.

"But mom," Romulus whined but then he must have thought that sounded too childish because he quickly retracted it. Clearing his voice, he looked her straight in the eyes. "What about the alarm bell?"

"It was probably just a mistake," suggested Reyna.

"Tell her about the lights" Remus whispered.

"What lights?"

"You mean you haven't noticed yet?" Romulus exclaimed. He took her by the hand and pulled her to his bedroom window. "I'm not sure of the exact time they went out, but they were already out by the time we woke up from our dream," he explained excitedly. Reyna could hear the pride in his voice as he spoke. "Perhaps they went out when we woke up."

Outside there was nothing but darkness covering the landscape in a way it should never be. The boys' window overlooked the whole of Camp Jupiter, so there should have been a whole cluster of lights filling the camp as well as line of flickering flames outlining the borders, but there wasn't a single light illuminating Camp Jupiter.

Reyna could feel the eyes of her two boys studying her reaction to this new information. "That stupid Quintus he probably forgot to have someone check the oil level in the lights."

"In all of them?" Romulus said in unconvincing tone.

"Mom, what's really going on?" Remus quietly asked.

"Nothing," Reyna quickly replied and then added before they could a chance to object, "Nothing you need to be concern about." She turned and took one last look at the window. Camp Jupiter was New Rome's strongest line offence. If something could take out hundreds of professional trained soldiers without a sound what chance did the city have? Then again just because the lights were out didn't mean that the camp had been taken. Still…

"Boys, come with me." She led then back to her bedroom where Jason had falling back asleep, however, not a deep sleep for her mere reentering woke him up again.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"I need you to watch the boys while I go and check something out," Reyna answered before walking into the closet.

"What? We don't need watching," retorted Romulus while Remus quietly climbed onto the bed next to his father.

"Check what out?" Jason asked.

"All the lights in Camp Jupiter are out," replied Reyna as she quickly changed out of her nightgown. "I'm either going find out why, or scream at the Praetors for their negligence"

"That sounds entertaining," Jason said appearing at the closet doorway. "Let me go with you."

"And leave the children?" Reyna replied looking at in him with disbelief.

"The boys will be eleven in a few weeks, they more than old enough to be left alone for an hour or two."

"No, they're not!" she exclaimed. The last thing she wanted was for the camp to be under attack and her children to be home alone.

"Yes, we are!" shouted Romulus from the bedroom.

"Besides, I'm pretty sure Cleo could sleep through a level two disaster."

"I'm not leaving alone," Reyna stated pushing pass Jason. She knelt down next to the bed and retrieved her dragger from under it. It had been a while since she last held the weapon, yet it felt as comfortable in her hand as her own skin.

"Then let me go instead," Jason replied following her.

"I'm already dressed," retorted Reyna. "Just stay here and watch the children. Cleo is still asleep in her bed. Don't let the boys go back sleep."

"Why can't the boys sleep?" Jason asked.

"She doesn't want us dreaming about the battle again," answered Romulus.

"What battle?" But no one answered Jason. Reyna gave her keep-your-mouth-shut look to the boys before kissing each of them on the forehead.

"Listen to your father," she told them. Remus gave a little nod and Romulus a salute.

Jason just gave a sigh and followed her out the door and down the stairs. "Reyna, it's a long way to Camp Jupiter and it's late. Can't this wait until morning?"

"No," Reyna growled reaching the bottom of the staircase. She made sure to make it clear with her voice that she would hear no more about it.

"Maybe you should try and contact Frank and Hazel. See if they can see if the western boundary lights are out."

"I will," Jason reluctantly agreed.

"And Jason" said Reyna turning to face him. "Take care of our kids."

"Of course," replied Jason. "You take care of yourself."

Reaching the front door, Reyna turned and kissed him. "I'll be careful."

"You better be," Jason said leaning against the doorway.

Please tell me what you think. I would like to know if this is complete rubbish or if this is something worth continuing.