Hello there! Don't mind me. This is my first fanfic on here. Anyway, review it if you want, I just wanna know how it is.

Also, I have no clue if Tesco's in the US or not, can someone tell if it is.

-Summy

Two years ago

"No! Mama! Noooo!" A little girl about the age of 13 murmured in her sleep. The nightmares of the day her life changed. Her small figure tossing and turning in the bed given to her temporarily.

She screamed. A scream so loud that it woke the whole camp. And in a cabin of two lovers, ones tortured in the travel of the war they had a few weeks ago, the two said lovers awoke in a daze.

They rushed together, hand in hand, followed by a sea of campers. Upon their gaze, they saw a small whirlpool of water in the middle of the floor. All awake campers turned their heads towards Percy, who puts his hands up in surrender, looking at them with a look of unknowing. Annabeth glances to the small child. The child in her own nightmare of truth and loss.

"Noo! Eddie, why, Mama, close your eyes, no watching, *scream," She breathes out.

Annabeth winces, "Connor, Travis get Will, she's hyperventilating." A deep sigh escapes her mouth and Percy cradles Annabeth's head in his arm as he watches the painful scene.

Will rushed around the child, Annabeth and Percy stood in the corner.

"Percy, I think I know who her parent is."

"Who?"

"Your dad..." she said slowly.

Percy turned to look at her, his face basically said 'what?' Annabeth gave him a look to show she wasn't kidding.

"Mama, Tesco please?" Murmured the girl.

"She's British," Percy stated. Annabeth looked at him questionably.

"Ho—"

"I think Tesco's in England. There's no Tesco in the US."

Annabeth excitably shouted at the fact Percy knew that. Without realising, she woke up the girl in the bed and awoke an angry Doctor Will.

"Sorry Will," Annabeth apologised. The girl sat up and looked around. She asked the people around her where she was.

"You're in the infirmary," Will told her.

"Why am I here?"

"Because of your nightmare last night."

She hesitated in answering, but answered with, "What nightmare?" Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried to fight them back.

"Ok.. I'm Will, camp doctor, son of Apollo. Your name?"

"Sumayya..." she told them slowly. But the tears came, the memories of her working mother flooded her mind. And instantly she dropped to the ground, a shivering mess.

Percy's POV

Sumayya dropped onto the ground and I rushed to pick her up and put her back on the bed.

"What's wrong, Will?" I asked him.

He replied, "I think she may have PTSD, like you two. Not as severe but still there." I turned towards my possible little sister. She looks so young. I know I found out I was a halfblood at twelve but I fought in a war at fifteen and I still didn't have PTSD then, yet here is a young girl, probably no older than thirteen, with PTSD.