Sooooo since most people wanted me to continue this, I decided to make it a two-shot. It'll be in third person the whole time, but all the main characters will be focused on.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed this last time!

I don't own Percy Jackson.

Grover

The curly brown haired satyr wasn't quite sure how to respond when Percy, Annabeth, Nico, and Will helped a very disheveled, very pale, very broken Leo Valdez into the Poseidon cabin. He jumped off the extra bed that was in the room and skittered aside, his hooves seeming loud on the wooden floor.

"Oh…uh…here, let me uh…um…"

Grover fumbled for words until Percy looked up with a gentle smile. The two longtime friends had been discussing the situation before the small group had gotten back, and Grover had agreed immediately not to tell anyone that Leo had been found alive, especially after hearing what had happened to the boy.

So Grover fell silent and waited until the group had situated Leo on the bed. Annabeth glanced over at the satyr and swallowed. "What do you want us to do?" she asked, for once not having the answers.

The foursome turned away from Leo to look at Grover and he chewed on his lip, studying the four and then resting his gaze on Leo, who was watching him intently. Grover gave the son of Hephaestus a smile and looked at the rest of them. "Uh…it might be easier if you left. Will, can you stay close by though, in case I need healing help?"

Will nodded and the group left, Percy stopping at Grover's side for a moment. "Please try to help him," the son of the sea god murmured, his eyes aching. "He's been through enough crap."

Grover nodded and trotted over to Leo quietly, his pan flute bumping against his hip as he knelt. "So…hey. How's it going?" he asked nervously, digging into a bag and pulling out a small square of ambrosia.

Leo snorted and looked away, his face dark. "Doesn't matter."

Grover bit down on his tongue and sat on the edge of the bed. "I mean, sure it does," he said, shuffling his hooves against the floor. "Do you want some ambrosia? You know, to fix up the cuts on your face?"

The Latino flinched and held out a hand, sitting up a little as the satyr handed over the ambrosia. He chewed it slowly and studied Grover, not knowing him nearly as well as he did the rest of the group. "So…now what?" he whispered, lowering his gaze to his hands.

Grover hesitated and pulled off his pan flute. "You know," he said with a chuckle, studying the instrument, "Percy used to say that I sucked at this thing. Do you have a favorite song?"

Leo looked at him carefully and shook his head. "Not really," he mumbled.

Grover nodded. "Okay," he said, raising the flute to his lips. "Maybe you can tell me how this sounds, then. Maybe I can prove ol' seaweed brain wrong."

That elicited a brief smile from Leo and Grover, feeling confident, pressed the pan flute to his mouth and began piping out a series of notes that formed a soft, soothing melody.

Leo opened his mouth and his eyes fluttered. Slowly, his eyelids fell shut and he slumped forward on the bed, falling into a decent sleep for the first time in a week.

Grover lowered the pan flute from his lips and adjusted the boy back on the bed, pulling a blanket up to his shoulders before whispering several words in ancient Greek, rubbing a gentle hand over Leo's forehead and stepping out of the cabin.

Percy was leaning against the side of the cabin trying to look interested in the book that he had left outside, but the second Grover exited the cabin he slammed the pages shut and looked at his friend expectantly. "Well?" he whispered anxiously.

Grover nodded towards the door. "He should sleep for the next nine or ten hours. I did some sleeping magic that one of the kids in the Hypnos cabin taught me. That won't stop nightmares, though," he warned the boy.

Percy winced, but hugged the satyr nonetheless. "Thanks, man."

Percy

It was late; maybe 3 in the morning, maybe earlier.

All Percy knew was that he had been jolted out of bed by screaming.

His feet hit the floor before his eyes were open and he darted over to the bed Leo was in, forcing his eye lids up and staring helplessly at his friend.

The curly haired boy's eyes were screwed up and his face was beaded in sweat. Incomprehensible words fell from his lips, and his hands fought at an attacker Percy couldn't see, though he had a good idea who it was.

Percy immediately knelt at the side of the bed and grabbed onto Leo's hands, whispering quickly into his ear. "Leo…Leo, you're okay, you're okay. You're here, you're at camp. You're safe, I promise. You're safe."

He repeated those words over and over again, and each time he said "you're safe," Leo seemed to relax more.

"You're safe," Percy murmured a final time, feeling like his heart was being ripped out. He wasn't sure when he had started crying, but his cheeks were now soaked in salty tears.

Leo trembled under his grip and Percy slowly crawled into the bed next to him, knowing that under any other circumstances this would be beyond weird. Now, though, he knew it was exactly what the boy needed, and he wrapped his friend in a tight hug. "You're okay," he said softly. "We aren't leaving you."

Leo rolled over and clutched onto Percy desperately, his shaking turning into sobs. Percy winced and rubbed his back tenderly, murmuring soft words of comfort into his ear. "I'm sorry," Leo whispered, causing the teen to jump.

Percy grimaced and pulled back, looking the teary eyed Latino in the eye. "It's okay," he said again. "I promise."

Leo's lower lip trembled and he nodded hesitantly. Percy held open his arms and Leo crawled back into his embrace, falling asleep only moments later.

Annabeth

The blonde haired daughter of Athena stood in the doorway of the Poseidon cabin at nearly seven in the morning, her face filled with sympathy as she locked gazes with her boyfriend, who was curled up next to Leo in bed, the Latino using Percy's chest as a pillow.

"How bad was it?" she whispered, stepping into the room and shutting the door.

Percy grimaced and looked down at the son of Hephaestus. "Considering he's pulling a full homo," he murmured, "pretty bad. He's been having nightmares for the last four hours."

Annabeth winced and leaned down, brushing a gentle kiss across Leo's forehead before moving up and kissing Percy lightly on the lips. "Poor guy. What are we going to do? I don't think he could handle all the attention from the camp."

Percy bit his lip and studied his girlfriend. "Maybe we could just take turns keeping him company? Will and Grover have a good impact when it comes to healing."

Annabeth licked her lips anxiously. "Percy…maybe we should call Hazel or someone. I mean, they got pretty close and…she might be able to talk to him."

The son of Poseidon smiled sheepishly. "I called her an hour ago," he admitted. "Leo was muttering something about her in his sleep."

Annabeth raised an eyebrow and Percy shook his head. "Not like that. Something about helping her, protecting her. I think you're right. She told Frank, and they're going to try to get here later. Until then," he said, slipping away from Leo and stumbling to the floor, "can you stay with him? I want to grab something to eat for him."

Annabeth nodded and watched Percy leave before turning back to Leo, whose face was twisted up in confusion as his hands clutched at empty space. She immediately recognized the way his forehead was tightening as the signs of an oncoming panic attack (one of her siblings got them frequently) and she clambered into the bed without hesitation, wrapping her arms tightly around him.

"It's okay," she murmured, pressing her lips to his scalp. "Percy went to get food."

Leo relaxed slowly and Annabeth sighed in relief, laying back and staring at the ceiling. She understood what the boy was going through. It had taken her and Percy almost three weeks before they could sleep alone again. Tartarus had seriously affected them, but Annabeth had to admit that as bad as it was, the real world could be just as bad sometimes.

She rubbed her hand in soothing circles around Leo's shoulder blades and the teen shifted against the girl. "Annabeth?" he murmured sleepily.

Annabeth jumped a little and glanced down at the fiery child. "Yeah?"

Leo looked up at her in confusion and then seemed to realize that his head was against her shoulder and her arm was wrapped around him. He leapt back, hitting the wall, and cringed, burying his head in his hands. "Shit. I'm sorry. Percy…"

Annabeth moved forward and rested a hand on his cheek. "Leo, Percy knows I'm here, and probably knew I'd end up hugging you. You're fine."

Leo flinched and pulled away from her touch. "No. No, I'm too much of a burden on him. He shouldn't have to put up with my crap," he muttered.

Annabeth looked at him helplessly. "Leo," she murmured, reaching a hand out.

Seeing how his body tensed, Annabeth pulled back again and sighed. "I promise, Leo. You aren't a burden on any of us. I promise. Would Percy have crawled into bed with you if you were a burden?"

Leo wrapped his arms around his knees and looked away, shrugging. Annabeth studied him for a long moment and held her arms out. "Come here," she whispered, her voice leaving no room for argument.

When Percy came back with a plate of eggs and bacon, he found the son of Hephaestus breaking down into his girlfriend's shoulder.

Hazel

"What do you mean, he's alive?" Frank whispered in shock as his girlfriend paced the archery room, currently empty.

"What else could I mean, Frank?" Hazel asked desperately, throwing her arms in the air. "Percy said he's in bad shape….that he got…."

She choked back a sob and Frank scowled, wrapping his arms around the dark skinned girl tenderly. "I swear to Hades I will kill the person that touched him," he hissed.

Hazel winced. "Percy said that Leo already did. That the guy was mortal, but Leo was forced to kill him."

Frank flinched as if he'd been slapped and rubbed his jaw. "Gods. Poor Valdez. Well….come on. You need to go see him, and I sure as heck want to see him."

"What about Reyna?" Hazel pointed out.

"What about her?" said Reyna, leaning in the doorway with a grim smile on her face. "When I heard one of the praetors was alone in the archery chamber with his girlfriend, well…"

The duo blushed violently and Reyna waved a hand, her face morphing to concern. "Go. I was never fond of Leo Valdez, but he definitely sounds like he needs his friends to be there right now. Give him my regards."

Hazel grinned. "Thanks Reyna. You're the best."

Reyna waved a hand. "Don't forget it. Go. I'll keep an eye on the place."

Hazel looked at Frank and the two darted outside. Without hesitation, Frank shut his eyes and turned into a dragon that resembled Festus nearly perfectly (save for the metal part) and Hazel clambered onto his back, bracing herself as they took off.

"Do you think he'll ever be okay again?" Hazel murmured, knowing very well that Frank couldn't respond. He snorted quietly and the dark haired girl sighed, shutting her eyes and leaning up against her boyfriend.

Nico

"How is he?" Nico asked Percy the second he saw the boy at the dining pavilion.

Percy flinched and rubbed the back of his neck, setting down a plate that was filled to the brim with food. "He uh…had a rough night. He slept pretty soundly thanks to Grover's magic, until about three am. He started having really bad nightmares."

Will, who was of course at Nico's side, grimaced. "That's rough. How'd you get him to calm down?"

Percy gave them a sheepish smile and his cheeks flushed a little. "I uh…I crawled into bed with him."

Seeing the smiles the two were hiding, Percy rolled his eyes. "Shut up! He needed someone to hold onto, and I happened to be the only one there, remember?"

Their faces became somber instantly and Percy winced. "Sorry. I know you guys wanted to stay. Annabeth is with him now. I think Grover had something to do with the council, so if you guys could stop by later…?"

Nico hesitated. "Actually, Will, why don't you go without me? I need to go talk to someone about something important."

Percy and Will looked at one another and then at Nico in confusion. The son of Hades held up his hands. "What? A guy can't do things without telling people?"

"Not when it's you," Will said bluntly, ducking to avoid being smacked.

The child of death rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll just be on my way," he said, giving Will a quick peck on the cheek and then darting off.

He whistled quietly once he was in the woods and braced himself as Mrs. O'Leary came bounding from the surf, covered in salty water and shaking sand everywhere. Nico rolled his eyes but patted the dog on the nose. "Okay girl, I'm going to need your help."

Will

"What was that about?" Percy asked in confusion as Nico bounded off.

Will shook his head. "Hey man, I might be his boyfriend, but Nico is pretty mysterious. Don't you need to take that food to your cabin?"

Percy looked down at the plate of eggs and bacon which was currently growing cold in his hands. "Oh. Right. See you later!" he called, darting off.

"What were you guys talking about?" came a curious voice behind him.

Will flinched and turned to face Piper and Clarisse who, for some reason, had become pretty close since the end of the war (Will thought that it might have something to do with Clarisse's friendship with Silena, but he didn't dare say so).

"Just talking to Percy," Will said, rubbing the back of his neck and swiping a piece of toast from a passing camper's plate, earning himself a glare and a grape to the forehead.

"Why did he take a plate back to his cabin?" Clarisse asked, raising an eyebrow. "Too good to eat with the rest of us?"

"And where's Annabeth?" Piper asked, craning her neck to look around the pavilion. "I don't see her anywhere."

"Well uh…"

"Will?" Piper asked, setting her plate down and crossing her arms. "What aren't you telling us?"

"Nico went off to go talk to someone about something, and Annabeth and Percy are eating breakfast alone in his cabin," Will said quickly, throwing in some truth in order to divert attention away from the lies.

Piper raised an eyebrow slowly and glanced back at Clarisse with a smile. "Do you think he's telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?"

Clarisse snorted and stepped up next to Piper, studying Will intently. "So help him gods, he better be."

Jason

"This is so stupid," Jason Grace muttered, surveying the checklist in front of him. "Why did I get put on morning cleanup duty?"

He popped his head in the Athena cabin and glanced around quickly. Everything was neat and orderly, save for a few misplaced books, so he moved on. "This is a job for like a twelve year old," the teen muttered, peeking into the Hephaestus cabin.

He took a deep breath as he surveyed the room. Ever since Leo's death, the room's usual bronze color had faded to charcoal gray, and the campers from the cabin had been forlorn and solemn. He gave them a little leeway for the death of another head counselor, swallowed, and moved on.

The Ares cabin was clean, as was the Demeter cabin (save for a few literal tumbleweeds, but Jason knew from experience that those popped up whenever a child of Demeter was scared), so he continued on his way without another thought.

Thinking that Percy was at breakfast with the rest of his friends, which is where Jason wished he was, he pushed open the door to Cabin 3 without thinking, only looking up from his checklist when a small yelp came from the back corner.

His gaze landed on Percy and Annabeth first and his immediate, very bad thought, made him blush violently. "Oh, holy Zeus, guys, I-"

His eyes moved away from their faces to land on the disheveled teenager on the bed behind them and the checklist clattered to the floor as Jason stumbled back against the doorjamb, his face going sheet white.

Annabeth darted over and yanked the son of Zeus inside, shutting the door behind them, and Jason just swallowed, staring at Leo with haunted eyes. "You…you're….I…"

It slowly dawned on him that Leo was not only alive, but that at least two people had known and he hadn't been told. "Why didn't anyone tell me?" he choked out, moving towards Leo quickly.

He saw the flinch, saw the utter fear in the boy's eyes, and froze in his tracks, a lump growing in his throat. "Leo?" he whispered, his heart pounding as he stretched a hand out.

Percy winced and put a hand on Jason's shoulder, steering him towards the back door. "Jason, maybe we should talk."

Piper

Raped.

Her best friend….

Piper choked back a sob and buried her head against Clarisse's shoulder, startling the daughter of Ares for a moment before she patted her back awkwardly.

Will sat back in the grass, rubbing his temples. "That's why we didn't tell you," he whispered, his voice cracking. "He was in such a bad place when Nico and I found him…we didn't want him overwhelmed by people."

"You did the right thing," Clarisse grunted, her eyes haunted.

Will looked at her and understood immediately, recalling the situation with Chris. "Thanks," he murmured. He frowned for a moment, and then glanced at the tough girl. "Do you think Mr. D would be able to help Leo like he did Chris?"

Clarisse chewed on her lip for a moment, brushing a strand of dark red-brown hair out of her eyes. "I don't know. Mr. D cures….madness. I'm not so sure about depression," the girl admitted softly.

Piper sighed and rubbed a hand over her mouth. "And you said Artemis gave him protection at night?" she clarified.

Will nodded. "Yeah, but she can't stop nightmares. That's not her place. When he's awake at night, he's relaxed and calm. But any other time, he just…it's bad," the son of Apollo admitted. "I'm actually supposed to be over there now, trying to help. Music seems to calm him down."

He stood up and motioned for Piper to follow him. He studied Clarisse for a moment, and the girl held up a hand. "I don't know Leo all that well. I won't intrude. And I won't tell anyone."

Piper smiled, grateful towards her friend. "Thanks, Clarisse."

"But," the teenager said, standing up and brushing off her cargo pants. "I think you should tell Chiron. He might be able to do something."

"We're thinking about it," Will admitted.

He wrapped an arm around Piper and led her away carefully, very unprepared for what happened next.

Frank

The only bad part about transforming into flying things is that if you're going to transform into something large and golden, people are going to notice, especially if there is a teenage girl riding on the back of it.

Frank learned this the hard way when he set down on the volleyball court and was met by a massive group of campers. He transformed back and moved next to Hazel, knowing that their visit hadn't been expected and that no one knew about Leo.

"What are you two doing here?" Travis Stoll asked in confusion, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow at them in suspicion.

The couple looked at one another, at a loss for words, until Will Solace darted from the crowd with Piper in tow. "Oh thank gods you guys came here! I was seriously freaking out!" he shouted, waving his arms frantically.

Murmurs spread amongst the crowd and Will turned to look at everyone, raising an eyebrow. "My one month anniversary with Nico is coming up, and I wanted his sister's opinion on stuff. Geez guys."

A collective "Oh" spread throughout the group and they dispersed, though Travis still looked unconvinced at the excuse.

"I take it Percy told you," Will said in a lower tone as the foursome walked quickly towards the Poseidon cabin.

"Wait," Piper said, looking at Frank and Hazel with hurt in her eyes. "He told you guys, but not me?"

The couple winced. "Piper, he told me," Hazel said, "only because Leo was muttering about us in his sleep."

Frank noticed the way she specified the "us" and rolled his eyes, knowing that anything that had gone on between Hazel and Leo had been platonic.

"Did Percy tell you the whole story?" Will asked as they rounded the corner to the cabins.

"Yeah," Frank murmured, his voice cracking. "Yeah, he did."

Will sighed and pushed his way into the cabin, stopping in stunned surprise to see Jason in the room, tears glittering in his eyes. "Oh. Uh…"

"Jason?" Piper said in surprise, before her eyes were drawn to Leo. "Oh. Oh, honey," she murmured.

Leo gulped and took the group in slowly, pressing himself up against the wooden panels of the wall. His entire body trembled and he shut his eyes, turning his head away. "Out," he whispered.

"What?" Piper asked, her tone hurt.

"Out," Leo said, louder, more anxious.

Frank immediately wrapped a hand around Hazel and Piper's arms. "Out," he ordered, shoving them out ahead of them and glaring over his shoulder at the rest of the group.

Everyone stumbled from the room quickly, but Leo latched his fingers around Annabeth's wrist and grimaced. "Will you…?"

Annabeth glanced at Percy and the boy nodded, shutting the door of the cabin on the two of them, leaving the relatively large group standing in the sunshine.

"Why…why doesn't he want to see us?" Piper asked softly, resting a cheek on Jason's shoulder. "We're his friends…."

Percy sighed and glanced at Will. "He thinks he's a burden. And…Jason, Frank, I think the addition of two more guys in the room freaked him out a lot. It took a lot for me to be able to approach him without him flinching."

Frank swallowed and felt tears burn at the corners of his eyes at the implication of Percy's words. "Gods," he muttered, pressing the heels of his hands against his face. "Gods."

Jason had gone pale and he sank to the ground, clutching onto Piper's hand tightly. "I didn't even think that….holy Hera."

Hazel hiccupped and buried her face into Frank's chest, leaning against him as he wrapped his arms around her. "He knows we would never….?" Frank said softly, his voice choking on the words.

Will nodded, standing next to Percy with his hands in his pockets. "He knows. But that won't stop him from feeling any worse. I think he was okay with Nico and me because we were the first friendly demi-gods he'd seen in a while. And he's good with Percy because of Annabeth, and Grover because well…Grover's not human. But you and Jason just kind of….bam, showed up."

"You guys aren't exactly small," Piper said quietly, looking at each of the boys in turn.

"Neither is Percy," Jason murmured.

Percy flinched and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Well, no. But Leo and I…we've worked out all of our problems," he said pointedly, letting the meaning of his words hang in the air.

"Problems?" Frank asked in confusion.

"He thinks you guys hate him," Percy admitted softly, looking at the grass and recalling the conversations he and Leo had had throughout the night and in between nightmares. "Cause of what happened between him and Hazel, and because he thinks he's just…an annoying third wheel."

The group fell silent, broken only by sniffles and choked sobs, and in the silence Percy glanced at Will. "Where's Nico?" he asked quietly.

Will shrugged helplessly. "Not a clue."

Nico

Night had fallen again, and the Latino boy tumbled wearily from Mrs. O'Leary's back, patting the dog's nose. "Thanks, girl."

He glanced down at the ground and smiled. "Thanks, dad," he whispered, feeling a massive amount of gratitude for his father that he rarely felt. Lately though, he had been fairly fond of the lord of the dead.

Leaving Mrs. O'Leary to a well-deserved nap, Nico started towards Cabin 3, well aware of the bright spirit behind him. What he was surprised to find, however, was that Percy Jackson was propped up on a chair outside the Poseidon cabin, a blanket tucked around his lap and Riptide, in pen form, clutched in his hand.

"Percy?" Nico said in confusion. The boy blinked blearily and looked up, his sea foam green eyes clouded with sleep. "Is everything okay?"

The son of Poseidon winced. "He…had a meltdown earlier. Annabeth kept him company until he fell asleep, but I don't want to make him uncomfortable by going inside. Grover stopped by and played a couple nature songs. Personally, I don't see the appeal, but…"

His eyes finally landed on the ghost behind Nico and he tilted his head slowly, trying to make out the form. His gaze sharpened and his jaw fell a little as he looked between Nico and the spirit, which looked remarkably familiar. "Is that…is that what you were doing all day?" he whispered in awe.

Nico gave the teen a sheepish grin and Percy leapt to his feet, shoving Riptide into his pocket, his eyes bright. "Nico, you are a genius."

"Tell me something I don't know," Nico snorted.

Percy glowered at him and pushed the door to his cabin open, stepping lightly over to Leo's bed and placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Leo? Hey bud?"

Leo groaned and opened his eyes, staring up at Percy in confusion. "Jackson? What…?"

"Nico came back."

The curly haired elf boy frowned and rubbed his eyes, sitting up. "You woke me up to tell me that?" he murmured, feeling very relaxed, most likely due to Aphrodite's promise.

"Not just that. He uh…he found someone for you to talk to," Percy whispered, his voice cracking as he realized just what Nico had gone through for Leo.

Leo frowned and glanced behind Percy briefly. "I don't want to talk to-"

His voice caught in his throat and he whipped his gaze back to the spirit at Nico's side, his eyes filling with tears and his breath hitching. He tumbled from the bed, clutching at Percy for support. "Mama?" he choked out, his throat nearly closing on him as he dropped to his knees.

The ghostly apparition next to Nico floated over and sank down to Leo's level, brushing a gentle hand close to his face. She murmured several words in Spanish and Leo burst into tears.

Percy and Nico glanced at one another and Percy started to move away, but Leo clutched at him. "Stay," he whispered, glancing between the two of them. "Please."

Nico nodded and knelt on Leo's other side.

Neither Percy nor Nico spoke Spanish, but by the end of the long conversation between son and mother, they were both sobbing, if only from the complete agony and pain on Leo's face and the want and longing on Esperanza's face.

The woman glanced between Percy and Nico and leaned forward to Leo. "Usted tiene amigos maravillosos, mijo," she murmured, her fingers tapping against her leg lightly.

Leo choked back a sob as he recognized the Morse code and smiled, looking towards Percy and Nico. "Si, mama," he whispered. "Te amo, mama."

She kissed the air around his cheeks and nodded gratefully to Nico before she vanished completely.

Leo burst into fresh tears and collapsed against Percy, hugging him tightly. "What did she say?" the son of Poseidon asked quietly.

The dark haired boy sat up and took a deep breath. "That…I don't…" He shook his head and wrapped his arms around his knees, not comfortable with repeating the personal conversation. "The last thing she said was 'You have wonderful friends, baby.' And some things in Morse code."

"And…you said yes," Percy said slowly, flashing on his tiny knowledge of Spanish. "Like…yes you have good friends?"

Leo nodded and looked between the two, finally focusing his gaze on Nico. "You…you found my mom for me," he choked out, his eyes watering. "How long did it take to convince Hades?"

"All day," Nico admitted. "He caved because I never got to see my mom, and he knew that you really needed yours right now."

Leo swallowed and stared at the floor for a long time. "Thank you," he finally whispered. "I really needed to see her. It means a lot to me that you went through all that trouble. Please. Tell Hades thanks."

Percy put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Think you can get back to sleep?"

Leo chewed on his lip for a moment before glancing up at his friend. "Yeah. Yeah, I do."

Leo

Everyone at the dining pavilion looked up as he stepped onto the platform, the majority with shock in their eyes and various breakfast foods dropping to their plates. Chiron's jaw actually fell and Leo looked down at the ground, twisting his hands inside his pockets as murmurs circled the dining area.

A gentle arm slid around his shoulder and he glanced up at Piper, who gave him a bright smile as she hugged him. "I love you, bro," she whispered into his ear. "Don't forget that."

Leo smiled and hugged her back. "Love you too, beauty queen."

Piper pulled away and her eyes sparkled with delight and surprise. "I take it you're feeling better?"

Leo glanced around until he locked eyes with Percy and then Nico, who both gave him grins. He smiled and stepped over to the Hephaestus table, standing in front of them for a moment. "Yeah. I am," he answered her over his shoulder before turning to his siblings. "If you guys are up for me still being counselor," he suggested to the cabin feebly, "I uh…."

The entire cabin was on their feet in seconds, pulling him into hugs and giving him friendly kisses on the cheek and slaps on the back. He tensed at first, but as he saw the smiles and the laughter, smelled the familiar stench of grease and fire, he relaxed.

Nyssa came up to him, her arms crossed, and didn't even hide the fact that she was crying. "Up for it? Man, we wouldn't want anything else."

Leo bit his lip and looked down, tapping out the words I love you on his leg in Morse code. "I wouldn't either."

Geez that was long. Sorry.

Yeah, so that's the final end. I didn't want it to be any longer than this, and I thought bringing his mom in was a clever idea. I'm not an expert on anything in here, specifically panic attacks, so if anything seems inaccurate (Spanish!) let me know.

Reviews are welcome.