This is my first Atlantis fanfiction and is based on the BBC series but based around season 1 O.o
As Jason woke he could feel a pounding in his head, like thousands of animals beating their wings against his skull. The sun only just shone through the open window and he could hear the bustle of early morning life in Atlantis. It had been almost a year since he had washed up on the shore and there was never a second he regretted going down in the sub.
As he swung his legs over the bed and stood, Jason's mind clouded and his vision blurred before returning to normal. Slowly he ambled to the table in the centre of the room and sat down on one of the benches, burying his throbbing head into his hands.
He wasn't sure how long he sat like but by the time he next looked up the sun had completely risen and there was much more noise from the agora and the street below. He knew that Pythagoras would be rising soon, Hercules would be asleep until late in the afternoon, and if he was found with his head in his hands it would only spark more worry for the young mathematician. Slowly and gently he rose from the table and tried to make himself useful by getting out the remaining breakfast supplies.
It did not help that the food was quickly becoming low and Jason had chosen on more than one occasion to go without so his ever loyal friends could have more. He knew that no matter how hard you tried the amount of food for two would not feed three for the same amount of time and if he wasn't around his friends would have more to live on. As Jason was pottering around the room his head gradually grew worse and darkness started to invade his mind. Before he could acknowledge what was happening white spots clouded his vision and he fell to the ground.
Pythagoras awoke to a loud bang that had him on his feet within seconds. Rushing in to the next room he was greeted with the sight of his young brunette friend crumpled on the ground with blood pouring from a cut on his head. "Jason, Jason can you hear me" he cried as he knelt down next to who he'd become to know as his brother. Holding an abandoned piece of cloth to Jason's head, Pythagoras rolled him onto to his side trying to stir him.
"Hercules! Help me get him on the bed" He called trying to rise his friend in the adjacent room. The older man groaned as he heard Pythagoras yelling and rose to his feet stumbling into next room.
Hercules was greeted with the sight of an unconscious Jason in the arms of a struggling Pythagoras who was trying to stand with him. "Help me get him to his bed" Pythagoras said glancing in Hercules direction.