Hi, guys! Son-of-Hermes11 here! I know that I already finished the story "My Valentine: A Tratie Story" but I have decided to make a short epilogue. Alright, let's finish this!

"Mom, have you seen my bracelet?" My twelve-year-old daughter asked as she went downstairs.

"Which bracelet?" I asked.

"The blue one," My daughter, Marie, said.

"Right here." I threw it at her and she caught it, as usual. She said good-bye and left for school. I sighed and sat down on one of the couches in the living room. Just then, someone sat beside me.

"Miss Camp?" Travis asked me. I rested my head on his shoulder. "Yeah, I miss our friends, our activities…" I said.

"At Marie's thirteenth birthday, we're bringing her to Camp Half-Blood anyway, and we'll live there. We will be able to see Percy, Annabeth...while Marie is training." My husband said.

"I'm just not sure about that, Travis." I said. "What if she could get hurt, I couldn't bear to see her get hurt!"

"Katie," Travis started.

"She might be sent to a quest and we will never see her again!"

"Katie," Travis said.

"Or worse, she could get killed!"

"Katie!"

"What?" She looked at me.

"If you want her to survive, then think about the positive stuff, not the negative." He said. "And also, our daughter is a second-generation demi-god; she has the skills we have. She has my swiftness and ability—"

"To steal." I smirked.

"Yeah, right. She has your power over plants or what-so-ever you call that. And she also has your characteristics and personality."

"And what is that?"

"Beautiful, loving, caring and really, really …." Travis said and I smiled. "Hot-headed!"

"What?!" I demanded.

"See I have proof! Do you know that I am recording this right now?"

"You better delete that or I'll make it eat cereals for a whole month!"

"Catch me if you can!" And we ran around the house.

Third Person's POV

And now, they lived happily ever after. Or should I say, happily chasing after one another. Good day and go away!

It was short but still fun to write. My last update for the month! *cries* I am not a cry-baby! So good-bye and have a good day!

-Enrico