Clover POV

I sat down on the couch and touched my necklace around my neck. The metal felt warm against my fingers. I wondered how long I would wear this necklace.

I am never taking it off... Never..

I reached in my pocket and pulled out the baggy of ambrosia. I turned it in my fingers, examining the godly food.

"Why did this work on me...?" I asked myself aloud.

"Maybe it was because I was in pain." I said back.

What can I say? I talk to myself.

"Nah... that would be daft. But what if..." I stood up straight, staring at myself, then at the godly food.

"What if the pain brought me back...?" I studied my hand, looking it up and down. I didn't feel different, well, other than the freak stomach and headache. Was changing my DNA without the Mist possible..? It had to be, but how did I activate that power? I sighed and stuffed the ziploc bag back into my pocket. I needed to do my math homework anyway. I reached into my backpack and brought out my math folder. As I pulled out a pencil and looked over the problems, my eyes widened.

This was so easy.

Within at least five minutes, I was done with the front and back. When I pulled away to look at my work, I was shocked.

The math I had been doing was one that I had been struggling on for the past month.

I dropped the paper and stood up, staring at my hands. Something was up.

Something beyond bad.

Then, my necklace began to feel really warm, almost burning me warm. I grasped it with my hands and studied it. It was glowing red and was burning my fingers. I reached behind my neck, trying to find the clasp.

It wasn't there.

The warmth from the necklace began to spread through my body, making me feel like I was on fire. I backed up, stumbling over the rug, couch and tables. One of the glass figures my dad had toppled off a table and crashed to the floor. It was smashed into pieces. I backed up against the wall, tugging at my necklace.

"Clover?" My father called from downstairs, "Are you alright, honey?" I pulled harder at my necklace,

"I can't get my necklace off!" I called to him. My dad just chuckled,

"I know, some clasps just don't want to open." I kept pulling and tugging,

"Dad! I'm serious! It's not coming off!" My dad came trudging up the steps, then saw me against the wall, tugging at the red hot necklace. His eyes widened and he rushed over to me.

"Don't touch it dad!" I said, stopping him in his tracks.

"How can I help?" he asked, rushing to go fetch a cloth. I thought hard, trying to come up with an idea.

I had nothing.

As I tugged harder, the necklace began to shrink, starting to choke me. I tugged with all my might, desperate to stay alive. Soon, I couldn't hold my fingers under the necklace, since it was squeezing them so tight. I looked down at the necklace and took a deep breath, ready for my death. I let go and the necklace squeezed.

Hazel POV

I turned to Frank,

"We need more than just ambrosia to help Leo. Go into his bedroom and find a golf putter!" Frank looked at me as if I were completely nuts. "Frank! Go! This is life or death!" Frank nodded and ran out the door. Jason looked at me as if I belonged to an insane asylum.

"What does a golf putter have to do with anything?" He asked. I looked him straight in the face.

"It had to do with everything. If we can't make Leo forget, we have to make him remember." Piper and Jason looked between Leo and I, as if trying to connect the dots.

Frank came running into the room, a mini golf putter in one hand.

"How did you know he had a putter in his room?" He asked, handing it over to me. I ignored his question and faced Leo, putting the putter in one of his hands.

"Leo," I said firmly, "where have you seen this?" Leo opened his eyes and stared at the putter. After a minute or so, his eyes widened. Before he could say anything, he screamed.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! MY HEAD!!!!" He dropped the putter, the metal frame clanging against the floor.

"Leo, tell me! Where have you seen that? Embrace the memories!" Leo groaned and said,

"May... Birthday... Golf... Shirt... Dance... And- AAAAHHHH!!!!" He gripped his head again.

"What else Leo? What else?" I urged. Leo gritted his teeth then yelled,

"Kiss! Love! Fireworks! Clover!" I stepped back as Leo's body began to feel warm.

"It's working..." I muttered. Frank, Jason and Piper all stared at me.

"What's working?" Piper demanded, "he's dieing!" I shook my head.

"He's remembering. He is breaking the bonds of the Mist. Don't you remember?" Piper looked so confused, but then she gripped her head, grimicing.

"I-I do... Oh gosh... Jason! How could I have forgotten?!" Jason was also coming to a similar conclusion.

"Golly Juno..." Jason said, staring at Leo, "he's remembering that night..." Frank had the most confused face ever.

"What? What happened? What do you mean by that night?" I turned to him.

"Leo is remembering his girlfriend."