This is the last chapter for Mother Thalia! I just wanted to let you guys know, thanks so much for being faithful readers, even when my chapters had a long time in between. You guys are totally awesome, and each and every review and PM (even if it was just, "When are you going to freakin' update?!") made my day. Every time I post a new chapter, it's like getting Christmas and my birthday all wrapped in one, because of all the reviews and favorites and follows I get. You guys are amazing, and I just want to thank you for being here for me, and always being encouraging, even when my writing was less than pleasing. I'm sad to end this story, but the next one will be up, and I will start focusing on "The Day of A New Tratie," too. Quick question, and you can answer in PM's or reviews, should I do a Father Percy or Father Nico next?

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, unfortunately.

They had a fun time eating a late snack, and then Chiron gave them permission to blow off anything their cabins needed to do for the rest of the day, so they walked down to the beach together, Thalia pretending not to have a clue why the other campers were giving them strange looks.

Percy played in the water while Thalia and Nico started a sandcastle, at least until Thalia's motherly instincts began taking over.

"Percy! Don't swim too far away! Nico, don't get too close to the water! Percy, don't stay underwater for too long. Yes, I know you can breathe underwater, I just don't want you out of my sight for so long! Nico, DON'T TOUCH THAT CRAB!"

"Well, Mama." Nico muttered under his breath, and Thalia was thrown back into the memories of the last past few days. She smiled uncertainly at him, when suddenly, a big wave splashed at them. Nico was sitting just a little too close to the water, since Thalia managed to avoid the worst of the water, Nico was totally soaked. Thalia sprung into action before he could even say, "Aw."

"Oh, Nico, I told you not to stay that close to the water." She scolded him as she yanked him further away. "Stand up so the sand doesn't stick to you!"

She pulled out a big stack of napkins from her back pocket and began to swipe and the sand and dry his face and arms.

"Thalia, I'm a big boy now. I can do it myself." Nico snapped, snatching the napkins from her.

Percy had floated back by this time, and came to join them.

"Here, I'll help." He offered, drying out some of the napkins and handing them back to Nico.

Thalia stepped back and watched them working together, with a wistful smile on her lips. Her little boys had certainly grown up.

"They grow up so fast." She sighed.

Then both of them looked at her with funny looks, and she reminded herself that they didn't remember anything that'd happened, so she would have to tone down all the 'Mama' stuff.

Sadly and gladly, it's at last done!