Viria PJ/HoO Drawings

Leo, Sammy, & Hazel

In Mark of Athena, when Hazel showed Leo her old life, then it showed Leo's past and had Sammy there with baby Leo.

And them Sammy was talking to baby Leo about Hazel...

And then Hazel was..and then Leo was...you know what I'm just going to type it bellow:

THE FOLLOWING COME FROM THE MARK OF ATHENA PAGES 274-275:

Leo
So why did he seem familiar? Then he realized the man was tapping his fingers on the arm of his chair, but tapping wasn't random.

He was using Morse code, just like Leo's mother used to do with him...and the old man was tapping the same message: I love you.

The screen door opened. A young woman came out. She wore jeans and a turquoise blouse. Her hair was cut in a short black wedge.

She was pretty, but not delicate. She had well-muscled arms and calloused hands. Like the old man's, her brown eyes glinted with amusement.

In her arms was a baby, wrapped in a blue blanket.

"Look, mijo," she said to the baby. "This is you bisabuelo. Bisabuelo, you want to hold him?"

When Leo heard her voice, he sobbed.

It was his mother-younger than he remembered her, but very much alive. That meant the baby in her arms...

The old man broke I to a huge grin. He had perfect teeth, as white as his hair. His face crinkled with smile lines. "A boy! Mi bebito, Leo!"

"Leo?" Hazel whispered. "That-that's you? What is bisabuelo?"

Leo couldn't find his voice. Great-grandfather, he wanted to say.

The old man took baby Leo in his arms, chuckling with appreciation and tickling the baby's chin-and Ghost Leo finally realized what he was saying.

Somehow, Hazelwood power to revisit the past had found the one event that connected both of their lives-where Leo's time line touched Hazel's.

This old man...

"Oh..." Hazel seemed to realize who he was at the same moment. Her voice became very small, on the verge of tears.
"Oh, Sammy, no..."

"Ah, little Leo," said Sammy Valdez, aged well into his seventies.

"You'll have to be my stunt double, eh? That's what they call it, I think. Tell her for me. I hoped I would be alive, but ay, the curse won't have it!"

Hazel sobbed. "Gaea...Gaea told me that he died of a heart attack, in the 1960s. But this isn't-this can't be..."

Sammy Valdez kept talking to the baby, while Leo's mother, Esperanza, looked on with a pained smile-perhaps a little worried that Leo's bisabuelo was rambling, a little sad that he was speaking nonsense.

"That lady, Doña Callida, she warned me." Sammy shook his head sadly. "She said Hazel's great danger would not happen in my lifetime. But I promised I would be there for her. You will have to tell her I'm sorry, Leo. Help her if you can."

"Bisabuelo," Esperanza said,"you must be tired."

She extended her arms to take the baby, but the old man cuddled him a moment longer. Baby Leo seemed perfectly fine with it.

"Tell her I'm sorry I sold the diamond, eh?" Sammy said.

"I broke my promise. When she disappeared in Alaska...ah, so long ago, I finally used that diamond, moved to Texas as I always dreamed. I started my machine shop. Started my family! It was a good life, but Hazel was right. The diamond came with a curse. I never saw her again."

"Oh Sammy," Hazel said. "No, a curse didn't keep me away, I wanted to come back. I died!"

The old man didn't seem to hear. He smiled down at the baby, and kissed him on the head. "I give you my blessing, Leo. First male great-grandchild! I have a feeling you are more than a regular baby, eh? You will carry on for me. You will see her someday. Tell her hello for me.

"Bisabuelo," Esperanza said, a little more insistently.

"Yes, yes." Sammy chuckled. "El viejo loco rambles on. I am tired, Esperanza. You are right. But I'll rest soon. It's been a good life. Raise him well, nieta."

The scene faded.

Leo was standing on the deck of the Argo ll, holding Hazel's hand. The sun had gone down, and the ship was lit only by bronze lanterns.

Hazel's eyes were puffy from crying.

What they'd seen was too much. The whole ocean heaved under them, and for the first time Leo felt as if they were totally adrift.

"Hello, Hazel Levesque," he said, his voice gravelly.

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Okay that wasn't the entire page 275 but that was that scene and can I be the first to say...

FEELS, OH GODS THE FEELS. THE MEDIA AND THE STORY, OH GODS..

FEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLSSSSS

Oh gods oh gods oh gods oh gods..

Okay hope you like this picture...FEELS, ah I don't know what to say..

Comment how you feel, how you like the media...

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