If you can guess the name of the song you will get an pat on the back from your self! (sorry, but I really don't want you to know who I am and again sorry, but I don't want to know who you are either)

"I've been waiting all day, for you to call me, baby"

on the next chapter I will right the names of the reviewers who got it right.

Chapter 1

The Beginning of It All

It was World War II, in the middle of one of the biggest fights yet… and Percy wasn't doing to well…

"Air Force Base, I've lost my two wingmen! I can't seem to get this guy of my tail!"

He rolled again in midair, the plane behind him shot again and hit him right in the left wing. He began to fall, until finally, he plunged into the cold water of the Atlantic Ocean. He ripped of his seat belt and swam to the air, finally allowing him to breathe. The plane had been ripped to shreds from landing in the water.

He swam to the nearest piece of wreckage and got on, mentally thanking his friend Grover for making him take Coast Guard lessons from Admiral Chiron. His leg was in excruciating pain. He looked down and saw that it was twisted in the wrong direction and he couldn't move it at all.

More planes began to go overhead, shooting at the wreckage in the water, making sure that there were no survivors. Percy just watched and didn't realize, until it was too late that they were shooting, until they shot at the wreckage of his plane.

Percy screamed in pain, the bullet went into his arm. He sank into the water, the sounds of gunfire and boats drifting farther away. A pair of arms grabbed him under the arms. Was it Death coming to take him away?

"Percy? Percy? Wake up, Percy!" shouted Grover. "There you go. Sit up and drink this."

Percy carefully sat up and drank the medicine that Grover gave him. "What happened?" said Percy as he put his drink on the bedside table.

"Well, I was with Nico in the patrol boat and I saw you go down after I heard the mayday call. We started to go over to get you in the boat when we heard, and then saw, the fighter planes coming over to shoot the wreckage. We saw you go down and then we got you out of the water and over to sick bay as fast as we could. They got the bullet out of your arm quite easily, but you also broke your leg and ripped a tendon from the wreckage. You will definitely need to get some physical therapy."

As soon as Percy understood the seriousness of the wounds, it instantly got his attention.

"So that means I won't be able to fight in the war?"

Grover looked at him with kind eyes. " Depending on how long the war goes on… If

you think that the war will end in more than six months, then you will probably be able to fight in the war. You will have to start physical therapy next week, and that will definitely take no less than 6 months."

Percy's head dropped down. "I cant believe that I have to sit on the side lines and wait, while every one else will be making a contribution to the war. What happened to Beckendorf and Luke?"

" When they were shot down they landed in the mines. They didn't make it…."

Percy looked up at Grover.

"At least your not dead…" Grover murmured under his breath.

Percy sighed. "Yeah, I guess your right"

" Hey Annabeth! Are you on break yet?" yelled Thalia from across the room "Annabeth! Hey Annabeth! Do you hear me? Are you on break yet?"

Annabeth quickly walked over there, realizing that Thalia wasn't going to stop yelling until she did.

"Thalia, if I am standing by a patient with a clipboard, and I am not in the lounge room, I am obviously working and not on break!"

" So… are you on break now?" Thalia asked again

"No, I am not on break yet, and you are drawing attention and stressing out the patients."

Sure enough all of the patients that were awake at the moment were looking at Annabeth and Thalia. Thalia just shrugged it off.

"At least tell me when you get of for break," said Thalia

"Fine," sighed Annabeth " I get off in five minutes. Happy?"

"Very! I will see you in the lounge." And with that, she sauntered away.

Annabeth went to the next, and last, patient.

"Well that was interesting wasn't it, Mr…?

"Rick, Dr. Chase. And yes it was interesting! You've got quite a friend."

"Yeah, she is very interesting. Well, I will see you in the morning to check your vitals and if they are okay then you may go!"

"Thank you Dr. Chase"

Annabeth sat down on the chair with a cup of coffee in her hands.

"What was so important that you had to come and barge in while I was working?"

"I have a new patient for you! This guy was just injured yesterday in the war! Isn't that cool? Well, I mean, not for him… but still. That's awesome… you get a guy that was injured in the war!" said Thalia in one quick breath.

"Okay, Thalia. Stop rambling, you're giving me a headache. Can I see his file?"

"Oh, yeah, sure! I am going to go make a huge sandwich with anything I can find in the refrigerator."

"Okay, Thals. I will be reading his file."

Perseus Jackson

Air Force

U.S Military

Injuries:

Bullet to the upper right arm,

Broken left leg, and

Torn tendon (minor, has been repaired) on left leg

Estimated Time in Physical Therapy: 6 months min.

Physical Therapist: Dr. Annabeth Athena Chase

Annabeth put the file down and began to drink her coffee and just think. She didn't know how long she was sitting there, but it didn't matter, she was done for the day. Annabeth got up and began to walk over to the sink to wash out her cup when she heard,

"Annabeth? Annabeth? Annabeth? Where are you?'"

"Grover, I'm by the sink, in the lounge!"

She heard some scuffling and the door of the lounge open.

"Sorry, Annabeth, but you know I don't come into the medical ward unless I have to. It kind of creeps me out, and I didn't know where to find you."

"Its okay Grover. Why are you here though?"

Grover smiled "Oh yeah, almost forgot, my friend Percy was injured in the war yesterday, and he wanted to me to go get you, so you could meet him. Would that be all right? I mean, you would probably want to know the person that you will be with for the next six months too, you know."

Annabeth laughed "Sure Grover, I read his file too, Thalia got it for me. I think it would be good to check on him to, and make sure that the surgery department fixed his injuries correctly. It would be better, Grover. Okay, take me to him."