AN: It's over, it's done, it's over...at least until the sequel. I will have it up maybe tonight, most likely sometime tomorrow. I want to thank everyone who read and reviewed this story. When I started I never thought it would get this far, or have so many reviews. It was my first Percy/Luke story, so it means a lot to me.

I hope you all enjoy this final chapter. It's been a fun ride, I hope you all will enjoy the sequel when I get it up.

Just as a little spoiler, some have asked about Percy's domain as a goddess. I can't give it all away, but part of her domain will be demigods, just like Luke, so she too can be at either camp whenever they desire and be with their daughter - it is a girl - more during the six months she lives with Sally.

Waking Up The Ghost.

Epilogue: To Storm or Fire.

Summer at Camp Half-Blood was a lot different when you couldn't do much without someone freaking out. The fact she was doing her course work for Goode High School – her junior year – home-bound made things a little easier.

Her mother would send her packet of work handed to her by Paul through Hermes and Hermes would bring it to her, or hand it to Luke to bring to her.

Poseidon cabin didn't feel as lonely anymore either, mostly because she spent most nights with Luke joining her despite having a bed chamber in the Big house for him. It was strange for everyone to get used to a new camp director, and the fact Mr. D was no longer in charge.

Though he was still in charge of them, but he didn't seemed bothered at all by being demoted so to say. He seemed to enjoy the new found freedom.

It wasn't until the weekend in the middle of September, when Rachel visited, that things took an ugly turn. The peace had been nice for everyone, though many veterans of the war were still very jumpy and training hadn't taken a back seat. If anything they trained harder.

"RED!" Percy greeted, pulling her friend into a quick hug.

With Percy's hormones reaching new levels she'd become more...emotional. Some had described it as being bipolar. One minute she was happy, the next she was angry, or even laughing for no apparent reason. When Kayla from Apollo asked her why she looked bigger – Kayla was one of the youngest campers, seven – Percy had begun to cry.

It had taken Will Solace to explain to his younger sister why the Heroine of Olympus had been upset by her question and another camper going to get Luke to calm Percy down. It was true though, being about two months along now Percy had begun to sport a small stomach but apparently it was more noticeable then she'd once thought.

Hera and the other gods had warned her that sometimes godly pregnancies, even those of demigods, were a bit quicker to show or cause hormones and morning sickness. She already knew the latter from experience, she'd not paid much attention to how much weight she gained.

"Hey," Rachel said smiling. "Hows your year going?"

It was only after she asked she realized how insensitive that might sound. The year hadn't been the greatest, but she hoped Percy, Annabeth, and Grover – who had returned the day before with a group of new campers – understood what she meant.

Annabeth laughed.

"It couldn't be better considering how it started," Annabeth said and Percy smirked.

"Annie here is growing up Rach," Percy said, and Annabeth flushed red.

"What?" Rachel asked, confused.

Grover snickered.

"Annabeth's been getting close to Will Solace recently," the Satyr said and Annabeth flushed in embarrassment and annoyance.

"We're just friends!" she exclaimed, huffing.

Rachel laughed.

"So, how have you been?" Percy asked as the four began walking towards the big house.

Rachel shrugged.

"Okay I guess. I been getting used to the whole seer thing. Being an Oracle is strange, my math teacher asked me what answer to life was and I started spewing a prophecy. If my eyes glowed or the mist came they didn't notice."

The other three laughed.

"Thanks gods for the mist," Annabeth said, "if you did start glowing or whatever, they wouldn't have seen it."

Percy smiled.

"So, what is the answer to life?" Percy asked.

Rachel stopped suddenly, jerking Percy back who had her elbow linked with Rachel's.

Percy dropped her and backed away slightly when her eyes began glowing serpent green and the green mist spilled from her mouth.

"Oh not," Grover groaned.

It was around this time those close by stopped what they were doing, this included Chiron who trotted over at a fast pace.

"A prophecy?" Chiron questioned and then Rachel began to speak.

"Seven half-bloods shall answer the call.

To storm or fire, the world must fall.

An oath to keep with a final breath,

And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death."

Rachel gasped and staggered a bit, but she was steadied by Annabeth who had grown pale.

"Oh man," Percy said, running a hand through her lose shoulder blade length hair. "Not another prophecy."

Chiron looked around grimly and clapped Percy on the shoulder in a comforting manner before turning to the rest of camp.

"Cabin counselors to the Big house in an hour!" he yelled, and there were some nods of acknowledgment.

Turning back to the group before him he sighed.

"Be prepared, this could only get worse from here," Chiron said. "Persephone, try not to obsess over this new development. I'd hate to have to suspend any privileges until your due date."

Percy nodded, understanding. She had no intentions of getting involved in a fighting sense. There was no way this prophecy could be able her anyways, it never clarified what seven demigods.

It could be decades before it was fulfilled. It had after all taken half a century for the last Great Prophecy.

She walked with Chiron and Annabeth to the Big House, thinking of how she only had nine months before the prophecy was unable to have anything to do with her.

She just hoped fate was with her on this. Unfortunately, staying out of the up coming war was out of her hands, even if fate was on her side, luck and Hera were not.