Read the parts before to understand. But u probably already know that. :)

Percy POV
When I woke up with Annabeth in my arms we were on a train moving across the country side. "Good morning." I heard in my head. I zei good morning back. I laid there with Annabeth in my arms, thinking. I wonder what would've happened if Michael didn't find us. I thought. We could've been at my house for those first three days and... probably be bored out of my mind. The truth was, it was fun on that quest. Minus Jillian getting killed and Michael having an eternal scar on his neck, it was fun never the less.
Once we stopped at the train station that we started at Annabrth woke up, and we saw we were the only ones on the train. As we ran up to the front we saw that Michael was in the drivers zitplaats, stoel looking at a photo. He smiled when he saw us. "Here," he zei handing us the foto which was actually two. It was a picture of him and Jillian smiling. "It's so... u don't forget me." He zei as he opened the door for us. And as we walked out of there saying goodbye. "Wait," I zei "You don't have a picture of us." Michael shook his head. "U do have a photo." and he pointed to his head. I was sad that he was leaving. "Don't be sad little bro." I heard in my head, "I'll be closer than u think... no pun intended." I laughed anyway. Me and Annabeth walked out of the train station and went to my house. We rang the doorbell to my apartment, and mom opened the door giving us both a hug. "It's so good to see you." She said. "I've planned a little, welcome home pagina party for you." She brought us into the family room and Paul, and Tyson were there.
It wasn't much of a party meer of a get together really. I stepped into my clean room and looked at the garden box on my window. The moonlace was growing bigger and an orchid had joined it on the opposite side. I smiled.
I looked out the window and saw a taxi with a tall blonde boy stepping out with a large suitcase. He looked up at my window and I could tell he was smiling. He paid the driver and stepped inside the apartment building across the street. "Hello, hello, hello!" zei a voice inside my head. I smiled even wider. I zei hi in return. "It's a lot less humid here than at my summer home. Michael said. "Yeah," I replied "it really is. There is cake over here u wanna come over." I could hear him chuckle. "I'll be right there just as soon as I unpack." I got an image of a partially filled apartment home, the same dimensions as mine with the same furniture at Michael's other house. Than a foto came in of what looked to be Jillians house covered in vines and multiple flowers I could never name.
Michael came over to the party a few minuten later.

Please Comment. Yes, this unfortunately is the end. I might do a sequel.