Camp Half-Blood feels like a distant memory now and yet sometimes, if you catch a familiar scent or someone looks vaguely similar to a camper, you're dragged back to the past. Even with some years on you and even a kid of your own, you can't help but sometimes wish for the simpler times of going on a quest with your friends. A child is certainly much harder to deal with than any monster you've faced.

You sit down in the sand and listen to the waves of the sea. It reminds you of a certain boy. The sun is setting and just as you're about to start walking down shore again, a familiar voice sounds from behind you.

Hey...

You freeze in place before turning around. Annabeth Chase.