I looked down at my hands. I had told some of them about what I saw in the blue room. Many of us exchanged simulations (at least, some of them). Jason trusted us with his story, so I wanted to show that I trusted him. 
My eyes watered as I gazed at Thalia. Annabeth was smiling in approval as she placed her hand on mine. I clasped it firmly. 
"Thalia-"
"I want to Percy. Your mom seems like a wonderful human being, and you saved my baby's life more than once. This is my way of paying respect," Thalia stated. 
I nodded, and we sat in silence. It was a comfortable silence. I was grateful for many of the members of our group. In particular, I was close to Jason, Piper, Rachel, Thalia, and Annabeth. 
"Anyway, I came here because I wanted to tell you guys some things. One, I'm having Braxton hicks contractions. They're becoming more frequent, and it's intervening with my ability to concentrate and function," Thalia said firmly. 
"WAIT," I stood up in shock. "YOU'RE HAVING CONTRACTIONS?" 
"Stop freaking out, Seaweed Brain. Braxton hicks aren't real contractions. They are a fluke in the system that happens frequently in later pregnancies," Annabeth explained. 
I took a deep breath of relief before sitting down. Annabeth and Thalia were both laughing at my slight panic attack. 
"I'm afraid that they'll hinder my performance when the next phase comes. Also, it's an indication that the baby is getting closer," Thalia said. 
"Thalia, we got you. Don't worry."
"Also, remember the memory that Jason told us. The one where he was separated from his sister when he was a child," Thalia started. 
"Of course, it's really sad. I felt so bad. But, it's strange that Elysium knew of a childhood memory of Jason's," Annabeth said. I agreed completely. 
"Well, I saw it too. The exact same memory," Thalia expressed. Tears were in her eyes as she stared at our confused expressions. 
"What I'm saying is that I was separated from my brother when we were children. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and even a scar near his lip. He got the scar by trying to eat a stapler. What I'm saying is that I think Jason is my brother."
I simply stared at her in shock. A consistent memory definetly wasn't a coincidence. Elysium knew that they were related. But, it didn't make any sense. 
"You don't have the same last names?" I questioned. 
"Hunter is the last name of my adoptive parent, Artemis Hunter. She will forever be my mom, but I think that my brother is right here. Elysium knows us personally," Thalia expressed. 
"Did you talk to Jason?" Annabeth asked. 
"No, this isn't the right way to have that conversation. I don't want to do it without knowing for sure. But, I'm so confident about this theory,' Thalia stated. 
'Thalia, do you remember anything about your dad? Elysium knows you and Jason personally. Jason explained that your mom was a normal person. What about your dad? Maybe, he's connected to Elysium, and that connection brought you here," Annabeth suggested. 
A faraway look came across Annabeth's face, and she frowned sadly. Clearly, her suggestion brought back memories that hurt her. 
I wondered what Annabeth was thinking about (or who she was thinking about). 
"I don't remember my dad. Jason was a baby, and I was only two when he left. I despised him for leaving us," Thalia said sadly. We all silenced again. Each one of us were having our thoughts.