It had been three weeks and five days since the defeat of Gaea. Since the supposed death of your boyfriend, Leo Valdez. You had been on the quest of the seven with him, helped him build the Argo II, even given him a welcome tour at Camp Half Blood when he first got there. You two were practically inseparable, which was why it absolutely destroyed you when you watched him die taking down Gaea.

At first, you had refused to believe it. You searched the outskirts of the camp for days with the Hephaestus kids, but you found nothing. When they gave up, it meant you had to as well. You had to accept that the prophecy came true. An oath to keep with a final breath. Leo was dead. You had locked yourself in your cabin for days, refusing to talk to anyone. Finally, after a week or so, you had emerged. Annabeth was the one that helped you the most, comforting you on the hard days and distracting you on the better ones.

Today, you and her were sword training in an open field. Then, something flew overhead. It was lower than a plane, and brighter too. You both stopped what you were doing to squint up at the sky. The machine almost looked like...

"Festus?" Annabeth asked, staring at you for a few seconds as you watched the bronze dragon land near the Big House.

Before Annabeth can even say anything to you, you were running towards the Big House, and it seemed like other people had a similar idea, because a crowd was already forming. You pushed to the front and there he was.

You felt like you had been hit with a brick. Your boyfriend, Leo, stood in front of the dragon with that same stupid grin on his face that you remembered. His dark eyes scanned the crowd quickly as if he was searching for someone. And then they landed on you. His smile grew wider.