Finally, the war was over. Gaea was asleep and Octavian was dead. The Roman’s and Greeks were now trusting of each other, and for now, everything was peaceful. There was only one sacrifice, Leo Valdez, but he was rumored to still be alive.

The night the battle ended, they celebrated with a campfire and s’mores, just like old times. You were sat down, admiring the fire and how it glowed. Suddenly, you felt a presence on your shoulder. Axis Montgomery, the ever-so-handsome Son of Aphrodite had chosen your shoulder to sleep on. Well, more like you just so happened to be where he fell asleep. You were going to wake him, before deciding to let him be. His arms snake around your waist, a half-asleep reaction as he nuzzled into you as if you were a pillow.