Training to be Warriors

An.. actual... Venti. Came to Camp Jupiter..

After a long day of swimming and boating with my friends, I was exhausted and so I took a shower and laid down to go to bed. At about 2:30 in the morning, I woke up to everyone screaming.
"WAKE UP" I heard Natalee yell across the room.
"MATTISON!!!" Jaxon yelled to me.
He shook me and I instantly woke up.
"There's do time to get ready! Fight in your pajamas!" He rushed around the room, trying to get my stuff together.
"WHAT is going on?!" I asked.
"THERES A VENTI OUT THERE!" He said frantically. He tried to scoop me up, but when he found I weighed more than I look, he threw me over his shoulders. He ran me to the cellar and sat me down.
"I want to fight, too!" I urged
"No, you're to weary. You have to stay here! Right HERE!" He said.
I looked around the room.
The cellar, is for when something attack's and the children aren't ready for battle, they come in here. I've never felt more helpless in my life.
"No!! I can fight in my pajamas! Please!" I pleaded.
"No! I don't want you hurt! You're too tired to fight!" He warned.
He kissed me on my cheek and I blushed hard core. He sat me in the corner with a little girl who was crying . I tried to comfort her and she ended up asleep in my arms. I too, soon fell asleep. When I awoke, I was still in the cellar, but was being picked up by Will. He took me to the infirmary and told me what happened. In the process of defending the camp... defending me, Jaxon suffered a serious injury to the head, and torso. He was stabbed with imperial gold, twice, and had a concussion.
"All we can do, for the moment is wait.." Will said.
"I'm going to let you two have some alone time." He said, and walked out of the room.
It was just me.. and him..
He was asleep, but I felt like we were the only two people in the world.
After about half an hour, his eyes fluttered open and looked around the room with wild eyes.
"Wha? What happened?" He asked.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" He yelled as he looked at his stab wounds.
"Shh.. it's okay! You're going to be okay!" I said.
I held out my hand and he took it in his.
"You took a pretty nice beating." I said
"While defending the camp, you managed a concussion and two stabs with gold." I explained.
He looked at me and smiled.
"I wasn't defending the camp, per say." He chuckled.
"Mattie, I was defending you." He said.
"Awh" I said (probably blushing) and stood up.
"No! Where are you going??" He asked, scared.
"I'm just going to get Will. He told me to come get you when you woke." I explained.
"No!! They're going to do surgery! You'll have to leave me!" He whined.
"It's going to be okay.."
I turned around and walked out the door, but glanced back. He had the most disappointed face I'd ever seen. I turned back around and walked to his bedside, lifted his chin, and kissed his cheek.
Then, without a word, continued to walk it to get Will.

He got to come back to the dorms two days later, but wasn't able to attend classes. I stayed home from class, too, so I could care for him at his dorm. Will trusted me that I wouldn't do anything crazy..
Everyday for the next four weeks I brought him water, soup, and I talked to him the whole day. It got the pain off his mind if I was sitting beside his bed, and he knew I was safe.
    When it was finally okay for him to return to classes, and training, It took him awhile to get back on his feet, he had to have physical therapy and stuff just to learn how to hop a fence, or kill a Minotaur, again. But eventually he was back to normal. Thankfully.