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Epilogue.

Megan's POV. (Four years later)

I was made goddess of tides a few months after the babies were born. Right now it was their fourth birthday. Leto Jordan was a badass little girl. Alway getting into trouble. Always in spots she didn't belong. For example, right now she was in our room looking for her birthday presents. I have to say, they both have the whole council, even Ares, wrapped around their little fingers.

"Leto Jordan you get down here right now!" I yelled up the stairs. I heard feet clomping down the stairs.

"But mom," She whined. "How will I know where to put my birthday gifts if I don't know what they are?"

"Marisol! Where are you?" I was in the kitchen making food for the party. Apollo the stubborn idiot is out buying more food for the party.

"Right here mom?" Said a timid voice.

Marisol Artemis was lithe like a dancer. She loved to be out in the sunlight just enjoying the day with a doll to play with.

"Grandma is coming soon. Do you want to greet the guests? I think Uncle Percy is coming, too."

"Is Will coming, too?" Asked Marisol.

"Oooo." squealed Leto Jordan. "I get dibs on playing with him." She ran for the door.

"Leto you get back here right now."

A few hours later they were opening their last gift. The box that contains their powers.

When Leto opened hers a golden glow came from the box and into her. A voice said, "All hail, Leto Jordan goddess of imagination and joy."

"Yea!" she squealed. "I'm a goddess like mommy."

Marisol pouted. "No fair. I want to be a goddess like mommy, too."

I laughed.

"Then why don't you open your gift from grandpa Zeus, too." I pushed the box over to her.

When she opened it a soft blue glow went into her. "All hail, Marisol Artemis, goddess of sea creatures and sunlight."

Marisol laughed and clapped her hands.

Everyone laughed.

So that's the story. Everyone was happy. I got my soulmate, the love of my life, Apollo. Everything was good until another bracelet was found . . .

To be continued . . .

*Addy*