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did the only thing I could do. I nodded.
    "Of course I do. Go, I'll find Zeus and figure out if he's made any progress with Mom. I wish things weren't so crazy right now."
    "Well, things were much quieter before you hit the scene." She smiled as she said the words letting me know that she was teasing.
    "Great, just call me the Destroyer of All Things Good and Wholesome in the World."
    "Don't be an idiot," she said wryly. "You're amazing and wonderful but you're not all that important in the scheme of things."
    "Good to feel loved. Is there anything I can do to help?"
    She shook her head. "No, this is just beyond your abilities right now. Go, talk to Zeus. See if he'll take the time to give you some of the basics. I have a feeling that he's going to make you do something you're not going to like."
    "Yeah, that's a surprise. Okay, call me if you need anything." I nodded and turned to head down the corridor, but her hand stilled my movement.
     "Georgie is right. You should forgive him."
    "Athena, opinions are like assholes. Everyone's got them." She choked back a laugh and I headed toward the Lab.
    Olympus is…fuck, it's Olympus. How do you describe the home of the gods in a way that doesn't sound trite? You can't. It's gorgeous, airy - and filled with shit that would cost me a large fortune to decorate my house with. The marble in the hallway leading to the Lab alone would fund a small Third World Country.
    The Lab, which was capitalized now because – frankly- giving a place of power over you the respect it deserves is okay in my book. Being tortured, killed and brought back to life still heebed me out but it was important to be brave. I'd been there once since the Episode and Zeus hadn't been around. In fact, I hadn't seen him since he ported me out of that hole in the ground.
    I had a few things to say to him. Namely, thank you for saving my life and fixing my house. I'd left with a house in ruins and come home to pristine tidiness. He'd even planted a bit more greenery around the house along with the wards that had kicked Hope out. Yeah, I had some thanking to do.
    I was also looking forward to bitching him out. I hadn't set eyes on him in three months. You don't just fix a girl's shit, then leave her to stew with zero information. It was super that he was looking for my mother, even better that he'd taken a more active role in running Olympus, but I had some questions for him. I needed to know what caused the transformation from a raving mad lunatic – hell bent on ending my life - to the guy who'd saved my life, fixed my house and was trying to keep me from danger. This was important stuff. I needed to talk it out to make it all okay.
    Well - there was also the fact that I wanted him to teach me. It was time to take up the family business. Plus, having to call someone every time I needed a ride was getting old.
    As I approached the Lab a thumping bass was vibrating through the walls, trembling against my feet. I stopped, uncertain. God only knew what was going on behind that door. Hadn't I decided that I was supposed to do at least three brave things a day? I sighed. By golly, this was going to count as one.
    I girded my loins, opened the door - trying not to flinch - and was assaulted with the most horrible thing my ears had ever suffered. Pumping through speakers as big as I was tall was It's a Beautiful Life by Ace of Base.
    My jaw dropped to the floor as I witnessed the God of all Gods be-bopping around his Lab checking instruments to what could only be termed as bad 90s electronica. His hips gyrated and thumped to the beat as he made his way from instrument to instrument.
    The only thing that could possibly be worse would have been walking in on your parents having sex. Certain that my psyche would be scarred for life, I screeched, "What in the Holy Hells? Have you been possessed?" My hands flew up to cover my offended ears.
    The music cut off in sudden blessed silence and he had the grace to blush before