Percy loved sleep. It was a fact as true as the sky is blue, or as true as Jason Grace and Rhea Jackson are made for each other.
Which is why he never got much of it.
So after beating the Minotaur and getting a nice warm shower in the only functioning and clean bathroom at the Big House, he was ushered to the infirmary where he met a 12 year old Will Solace.
(Percy had to physically stop himself from squeezing his cheeks, because he looked adorable with all the baby fat still on his face.)
After that, in true Percy fashion, as Rhea would put it, Percy slept for 2 days straight, minus the Ambrosia and Nectar being fed to him, specifically remembering the interrogation Annabeth had tried to do.
A few minutes after he went back to sleep, his surroundings changed to those of the Atlantean Palace, the swish of the water echoing in his ears.
"Percy." He turned around to look at his parents standing there, relief prominent on their features.
Sally ran forward, holding him as tightly as she could, her hands trembling slightly, showing how scared she was.
"Mom." Percy lightly smiled as he hugged her back with the same strength.
"Percy." Another feminine voice broke through, her voice calmer than his Mom's, before another pair of arms wrapped around the both of them, making Percy pull back one arm and put it around the second person.
They slowly pulled back, their eyes shining with pride and fear, making Percy give them a small smile to ease their worries.
"Percy." Triton came bounding towards him and pulling him in a hug as well, letting out a huge breath, making Percy give a little chuckle.
"Perseus." A deeper voice than all of them resonated in the small space, making Percy pull back from the arms of his brother.
"Hi Dad." Percy gave him an innocent smile, adding a little wave as he spoke.
Poseidon walked forward, his steps controlled, measured, before standing in front of his youngest son.
His eyes drank in the image Percy gave, before an arm wrapped around his shoulders, and the other found its place behind his head, pulling Percy's head towards his chest, and holding him as Percy wrapped his arms around his father's waist.
Percy stayed that way before Poseidon pulled back and a smaller figure latched itself onto him, making him instinctively wrap his arms around the familiar stature.
It took him less than a second before he shoved his face into the side of his sister's neck, holding her tightly, swaying on the spot.
"I missed you." Rhea whispered, sounding like she was just about to cry, which happens when they are away from each other for long.
"And I you." Percy whispered back in the same tone.
The twins stayed in that position for a few more moments before pulling back from each other, but still standing close as if to reassure the other that they are there together.
"How are we all here?" Percy asked, knowing they were not in Atlantis, despite the view.
"Morpheus owes me a few favours. I'm cashing in one of them." Poseidon mentions, making Percy hum in understanding.
"So... How's camp?" Rhea turns to him, practically jumping as she asks.
"From what I saw, it was quite pretty, but I've been in the infirmary for the past day." Percy shrugged.
"The infirmary, why? Did you get hurt? I mean, of course you did, you fought that creature, but how bad was it?" Sally asked again, her voice softer than usual, the guilt prominent on her face, feeling guilty that she couldn't help her son.
"No, I went for a normal check up after the Minotaur, but ended up falling asleep, and exhaustion caught up because I wasn't able to sleep properly for a few weeks as it is. It's fun, not needing to do anything for a bit. Hopefully the Hermes children do not steal my Minotaur Horn, snapping it was tough." Percy lightly commented.
"If they do, we can steal it back, working the mist isn't that hard." Rhea told him, making Percy smile, as if considering the idea to steal from the Hermes children was amusing.
"We can try that in general." Percy mused.
"After tomorrow then." Rhea said as she lightly bumped her shoulder with his, despite his body barely moving.
"Tomorrow?" Percy inquired as he turned to her.
"Yeah, my work ended, so I am coming to camp tomorrow. I even packed your clothes and was going to ask dad to use his godly stuff to make sure that no one can steal it or something like that." Making the godly part of her family look at her in offence.
"Godly stuff? We will have you know-" They started in eerie synchronisation, before Percy startled awake by a slightly jumpy Grover coming to sit next to him.
Making Percy want to drain the moisture out of someone's body because he was about to have a proper conversation with his family after a long time.
Percy just sighed and lay back down and looked at the ceiling of the infirmary for a few minutes before realising that he was not going to be going back to sleep any time soon, he turned to Grover, ready to ask if they could get out of the infirmary.
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