I bent down next to Thomas, wiping the sweat from his face. He was getting sick. His face showed a mix of concentration and pain. He had the most important job, he kept the ship moving, and if trouble arose, he protected us. I touched his forehead, it was warm. He was only twelve years old. He used his gifts from Eurybia to keep us safe.

"We'll get a home soon Tommy. Just hang on." I whispered to him. His nurses came back to help him eat and try to heal him. I went to the guard stationed at the door. "I want a team sent out to get that Demigod hero in the morning." I said giving him a look that I was serious.

"Yes captain." He said leaving. We were down to our last option. If we didn't find a home soon, Tommy's death would only be the first. I prayed to my father we'd find a home soon.

I walked up the stairs and stood on the dock of the 80s cruise ship, looking out at the open water, then up at the sky.

"Father, I hope you know what you're doing." I said to the nearly cloudless sky. Helios sees all, so I hope he sees what I need to do next.