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Started August 20, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Hey, Nico, you alright?" Alison asked as she walked down the hallway.

He looks up and takes a deep breath. "I'll be fine."

"What's wrong?" she asked, a little bit of worried exasperation in her tone.

Nico rolls his shoulders. "Just a feeling I can't shake." He replies.

"What sort of feeling?" Alison asked. They reached the library, and she pulled up a chair for Nico. The tables were now covered in pottery, Alison had been working on something new now. "Don't mind that. Sorry, I've just been passing the time, it gets boring some days." she chuckled. "But as I asked earlier, what sort of feeling?"

"Not a good one." he replies, taking a deep breath and looks around the library.

"Ah, okay. Do you want to go home now?" Alison asked. "I mean, not that I'm kicking you out or anything, I'm not even sure if I have any authority on the matter, not that I would either way, but I'm just wondering." Alison said. "Actually, I need to chat with you two. About the, as you call him, Alison, the robot." Cece said. "Well, among many other things."

Nico looks up. "Due to Will's condition, we are going to have to head back." He whispers. "He's not getting better. I might actually have to talk to his father about it." He says softly, fiddling with his fingers.

(Oh my God, are you alright? I'm so sorry, my internet was super bad, late response and all, I'm really sorry! Are you going to be okay?)

"I hope he'll be okay. I'd be a little upset if something bad happened to him. Well, understatement, I'd be bloody furious if something bad happened." Alison whispered back, before turning her attention to Cece. "Yeah, what about the robot?" Alison asked. "Well, you just might want to check up on him is all. Anyways, we need to talk. About that girl, Umiko. I've been doing a little research, there are quite a few records of her across history, under different names albeit, but the same circumstances. A mysterious young girl, almost always Japansese, turning up in big historical events. In the background, but always there." Cece said. "Questions will be answered as best to my ability, but even I don't know much of her."

(Yeah, I'll be okay. Just not allowed to do anything physical for the next week.)

Nico nods a little and smiles softly before looking towards CeCe. "It sounds like another time Traveller." He says softly.

(Oh, thank goodness. I hope you'll feel better soon!)
"I gathered that. What doesn't make sense is how there's so little information on her in our database. Anyone who travels in time and space has at least some reasonable information about them in their file, but Umiko herself? Practically a myth." Cece said. "Well, maybe she keeps a low profile?" Alison suggested. "Well, maybe, but I don't think it's that. Even the most inconspicuous travellers leave… traces. But Umiko? No. Just whispers in ancient texts, buried with time." Cece said darkly.

Nico shivers. "We had a camper like that once. Daughter of Hecate. Scarriest girl I ever met and that's saying a lot."

"Hmm. Interesting. Name? Origin? Any information on her? I'd like to look in on her, if that's okay with you." Cece said.

Nico shakes his head. "After the battle against Gaea it was like she disappeared into nothing. No one rarely talked to her since she always threatened anyone who can near her."

"Hmm. Doesn't sound much like who I'm looking for, but I'll check it out all the same. So, you said you wanted to go home then? Back to… camp halfblood was it?" Cece asked, standing up.

"Yes. Camp HalfBlood. You're welcome to ask Chiron about it. He knows every demigod who ever came to camp." He shrugs.

"I might." she said. "Anyways, come on. I think that the Doctor will be laid up for a while, and honestly, the Master won't be going anywhere except by that idiot's side if I know him." Cece said. "What do you mean by if you know him?" Alison asked. "Oh, figure of speech. Come on, we have a stop to make. I think we've established I can fly the ship, yes?" she asked. Alison nodded.

Nico nods and offers a small smile. "Yes. Do you need me to do anything?" He asks softly, shifting a little so he can stand without getting dizzy.

"Actually, yes. Can you maybe come here, please?" Cece asked.

(Healing)

Nico nods and walks towards the other before he was standing right in front of her.

(Ah, okay.)
"Now, I promise this won't hurt. It might feel quite nice, actually. Never really tried it on a human. Well, not on someone fully human, anyways." she said, placing her hands on the sides of Nico's head. "Wait, Cece, what-" "Relax, Alison. I'm not going to hurt him. Sleep now." she commanded Nico, causing him to collapse into a deep sleep. Cece closed her own eyes, and then after a moment or two, opened them. "There. Now you, Alison." she said. "Wait, what are you doing?" Alison asked. "Erasing me from your mind, like I did to Nico. You can't remember me, it will…. disturb things." she said. "Wait, don't. Please." Alison said. "Oh, Alison, I wish I didn't have to. I'll take the demigods home, and you'll wake up remembering me partially, but not my face, nor my voice. It'll be like a friend you remember, but don't recognize. So will they. Don't worry, it's for the best. I'll just be a faint memory, hardly worth the fuss." she said, placing her hands to Alison's head. "But what about the Doctor? The robot?" Alison asked. "The Doctor has already forgotten, and the robot understands." Cece said. Alison then slumped down into her chair, snoring softly. Cece went and did the same to Will, then took Will and Nico back to their camp.

When she woke up, Alison felt like she had been forgetting something. Like she had left the kettle on, but didn't quite remember. She went to find the Doctor, vaguely remembering something about an alien called Axos.

Alison eventually said farewell, deciding to go home. She gave the Doctor and the Master wedding invitations, as well as copies to give Will and Nico. Still, she felt a little off somehow, like she had forgotten something important…..

Nico and Will woke up to the familiar smell of dirt and strawberries. Holding invitations. Will was still asleep his baby blue eyes still hidden from the world.