Disclaimer: I don't own Rick Riordan's works.

Note: I'M SORRY! I know, I haven't posted in forever. I actually announced that I was putting this one up for adoption in my other Solangelo story, Just Another Day, but I forgot to announce it here on the story itself, and though I had offers no one actually sent me a link or told me they'd started like I asked, so…I'm going to try this again.

Warnings: slash, angst, bashing of most of the Olympians (except the twins, but they're the only good ones so far), the non-cannon couple Hestia x Hades, redeemed (or at least no-longer-evil) Luke, alive Bianca, etc.

Enjoy!

At Camp Half-Blood, a certain Daughter of Aphrodite awoke with a gasp, tears streaming down her face.

It took her a few minutes to remember what was going on—her 'soul' had been recalled by Hades so that she would remember—but when she did she ran out the door, paying no heed to her siblings and not bothering to get changed or even put on shoes.

She sprinted with a single-minded determination towards the only metal cabin—the one that belonged to Hephaestus.

Just as she reached the door, it opened, causing her to stumble and trip, falling into the person's arms.

Blinking in surprise, it took her a moment to look up, only to find the person she'd been looking for.

The black-haired girl's eyes changed color—brown to blue to purple to pink—as she looked at his face.

The face of the one who she had betrayed. The face of the one who had forgiven her.

And she wept.

Charles Beckendorf, referred to by all but the girl in front of him by his last name, held his girlfriend as she cried.

Fast forward a few hours, and Apollo would arrive at Camp to issue them a quest so that they could meet up with the others who were 'back.'

Silena wasn't sure whether or not she was looking forward to it.

It helped that Clarisse and Chris Rodriguez were traveling with them, though, since Apollo had insisted on groups of four, must to Chiron's consternation.

Calypso bit her lip anxiously, worried that it had all been a dream.

While she had gone through a lot of pain during the last few years after the Olympians openly showed their horrible natures, they had also been some of the best years of her life.

Why?

Because of Leo Valdez, the dork that was the only person she'd ever loved that truly loved her back.

She dearly hoped that he hadn't been a delusion. She knew that, logically, he would need time to get back to her and take her away. She knew that he needed the Archimedes Sphere, and a few other conditions would have to be met for him to be able to get back to her.

The worst of the conditions (no living person could go to Ogygia twice) was what worried her the most. He had only been brought to life that second time by his own design.

Of course, this was all assuming that it was real.

When she woke up, she had immediately made herself the clothing that she'd taken to wearing ever since Leo had crash-landed: jeans and a t-shirt. She felt more at home in them than she did in the clothing she'd worn for millennia, which just brought to earth how much had changed.

Speaking of earth, they'd still need to deal with Gaia.

Oh joy.

Insert sarcasm there.

Well, at least they knew how to deal with her now. And this time Leo would not kill himself to do so. She would have Nico bring him back just so she could kick the Son of Hephaestus' ass.

She was startled out of her musings when a portal of shadows appeared, and Hades stepped through.

She blinked up at the Lord of the Dead before collapsing in relief. This hadn't happened in the original timeline—indeed, Hades had never visited her before, which meant…that this was real.

"Lord Hades." She greeted the man with a small smile. "I hope Lady Hestia is well?"

"Calypso." He greeted with a nod, eyes softening almost imperceptibly at the mention of his past (future?) wife. "She is indeed."

Calypso nodded, glad to hear it. Hestia, a frequent visitor on her lonely island, had always been so much happier after Persephone and Hades had been divorced, especially when she realized that Hades cared the same way for her as she did for him. "And the others?"

Hades hesitated a moment, slightly amused when the girl tensed, fearing the worst.

Hey, he had to get his kicks somewhere, didn't he? It wasn't as if Persephone, Zeus, or Poseidon had ever appreciated his unique sense of humor.

"Valdez sends his regards." He said with a barely-hidden grin, watching as Calypso breathed a sigh of relief. "As do the others. You realize that it will be awhile before we can liberate you."

"Yes." Calypso agreed softly. "I don't mind the wait. This time around I know that there will be an end to my imprisonment."

Hades acknowledged the point with a nod.

Calypso's eyes widened suddenly. "Have you spoken with Lady Styx?"

The Lord of the Dead scowled slightly at the mention, but nodded. "Yes. Hestia is physically no longer a virgin, as our bodies came back with her, so there will be no repercussions even though the oaths should still be in place."

But that didn't mean Styx had been happy about it.

He couldn't wait for Athena to find out that Hestia had forsaken her vows. The uppity bitch's reaction would provide some dearly needed entertainment.

Honestly, he was a bit glad that Artemis already knew about it. Of the two still-maiden goddesses, he only needed to worry about one of them.

Rachel huffed slightly as she stared at her messy room. Not that it had been particularly clean before, since she was still unpacking her belongings after moving into the safe house with the others (not that all of them were here yet), but now it was even worse.

She had been looking for her favorite little trinket for hours, but she couldn't find it.

"Oh where is my hairbrush?" Rachel sang. "Oh where is my hairbrush? Oh where oh where oh where oh where oh WHERE-is my hairbrush?"

She heard a cough from behind her and froze, face turning red. The Oracle of Delphi slowly turned around to see Nico, dark eyes showing his amusement as he tried to hide a smile.

"You know, Rachel." The Son of Hades began. "When I first met Persephone (AN: I'd add 'may she burn in the Underworld', but that's Nico's safe haven) she forced me to watch the entire Veggie Tales series. I never thought I'd hear you sing one of Larry's Silly Songs."

He turned and walked out, calling over his shoulder. "I'll ask the others if they've seen it."

And he was gone.

A moment later, the redhead burrowed her still flushed face into her hands with a groan.

For his part, Nico was just glad that she'd managed to amuse him. He would need that happy feeling, because Frank had arrived with Rachel, and that meant it was time to go get Hazel-his sister who, last he saw, had been very depressed after Frank's death.

Please review! :)

Let's ignore the fact that a Greek deity isn't likely to torture her stepson with Veggie Tales, which is a Christian show. My sister was listening to one of the 'Silly Songs with Larry' songs (something about a pizza, I think-that one was after my time) and I couldn't resist.

NEXT CHAPTER: Frazel and Nico/Hazel reunion, Luke/Annabeth/Thalia reunion, etc.

By the way, I just reread this story to get a reminder of where I was at, and noticed a few grammar mistakes. I tried finding the original files on my USB drive, but no luck. Please just ignore them; it would be too much of a pain for me to re-write the chapters just so I can fix a few mistakes.