Forever ● Sequel to Sanctuary

7

When I woke up, Percy was gone. I was a bit disappointed (don't you dare tell him), but quickly got over it.

Today I felt better. Lighter. Not as... depressed. Which is a good feeling.

I followed my morning routine, and made sure I had my sword strapped to my waistband. After patting the hilt, I exited my cabin and entered the outdoors.

Campers were already awake and doing things, like running around, pranking each other, gossiping, training, arguing... the usual. Except one thing wasn't usual. I couldn't find Percy anywhere.

After looking everywhere, a second of terror succumbed me as imagined a repeat of Hera sticking him somewhere far away with no memory. I quickly pushed the unlogical fear aside, and walked to The Big House.

"Chiron?" I knocked.

The centaur came prancing in, dusting a glass cup, "Yes, my boy?" If I wasn't as worried, I would have noted how old and English he appeared to be.

"Have you seen Percy?" I question.

"I believe he's in the infirmary. He was injured during-"

I didn't let him finish before I dashed toward the medical area of Camp. I entered the house and looked around frantically for an Apollo kid who wasn't busy. I found a boy with dark skin and yellow eyes, about two feet shorter than me, and marched up to him.

"Where's Percy? Is he okay?" I spat, maybe too fast for comprehension.

The boy looked up to me, not very startled (I assume this happens a lot). "First to your left. And as for the second question, ask Will."

I froze. Will is taking care of Percy? I turned around hesitantly and calmly, searching for Will. I found him organizing bottles of nectar.

"How's Percy? What happened?" I demand.

Will looks up at me, ignoring the emotion flashing in my eyes, the anger pouring out in waves from my body.

"He fell off the climbing wall, but he should be fine after another hour or so of resting."

I don't reply and march to Percy's room, opening the door and finding him sound asleep and drooling all over his pillow. Quickly, I examine him to make sure he really is fine and make sure Will isn't being a petty jerk. I notice his arm is bandaged, and assume he broke it.

I sigh, seeing no injuries too serious, and sit in a chair next to him. Another hour or so...?

I sigh, and try to get comfy in the chair I'm sat in (finding it near-impossible). I give up quickly and gently sit down next to Percy's leg on his bed, waiting patiently for him to come to.