AN: Again guys I do not own anything you recognize and I am not making money off of this fic.

Chapter 2

Percy sighs and looks down, his hands fidgeting in his lap as he waited for her response. He just wanted to lay down. Not exactly sleep, but just rest. Hopefully, it would help with this headache and the dizziness. However, judging by the look on Annabeth's face, he didn't think that was going to happen.

She was frowning at him, her brow creased with worry. "Percy. If you are sick that's no reason to hide. We can handle that, but you have to actually tell us when something is wrong." She had sat down next to him on the bed and leaned over to him. Her hand snaked up between them as she presses her palm to his forehead, then his cheek as she checks for a fever. He wasn't running one but her cold hands felt good on his face.

He sighs and pulls away from her hand, "I'm not sick." He says softly as he lays down in his bed again. "It's not something you can fix." He says pulling his covers up again. "I'll be fine, I'm just gonna sleep for a little more."

"Percy you can't just sleep all day. You need to get up and eat." She nudges him a little as he closes his eyes.

He shook his head. Not wanting to get up or even look up at her. "I don't want to." He mutters stubbornly causing her to frown and stand up.

"Percy,... I'll bring you some food later. If you are still like this tomorrow you are going to the infirmary." She relents as she walks to the door and leaves.

He slips out of bed and locks the door after her pushing the towel back against the door. He goes back to bed and slowly gives in to the urge to sleep. Not waking until early the next morning. Percy wakes up and sighs relishing in the fact that he wasn't in pain. After almost a week of being too tired and in too much pain to leave his bed being able to stand up without feeling like he was getting hit by a bus is the best feeling in the world.

He had missed Annabeth coming by the night before and was sure to get a lecture but at his point it was worth it. He stands up and stretches before going to get in the shower. He stays in the water for a few almost an hour letting it relax and loosen up his stiff muscles. He gets dressed and walks back to his bed, pulling open the top drawer of his nightstand. He pulls out 3 pill bottles and takes one of each of them before walking out of his cabin. He heads towards the dining pavilion, hoping that it will be almost empty this early in the morning.

For once in his life he lucked out. The pavillion only had a few of the Hermes campers in it. Percy quickly made a plate and sat down to eat. He was about a quarter of the way through his meal before he was bombarded. Annabeth sat down on one side while Jason claimed the seat on his other side. He swallowed thickly and looks between the two of them. " Hey, " he mumbles knowing he is in for it now.

Annabeth looks at him. "Hey? That's all we get after you locked us out of your cabin. We were trying to help you Percy. You aren't acting right and we need to know what is going on." He sighs and looks down pushing his plate away, his appetite suddenly gone.

"We went over this last night. I am not sick. I just needed a few days to relax." He sighs. " Look, just let it go. Please. I'm fine now so lets just enjoy the day and if I have a problem I will go see Will and deal with it." He offers looking at his girlfriend and then his friend. "Deal?"

They both nod and he stands up leaving his plate where it is. He turns and walks to the dock kicking his sneakers off. He sits down and takes his socks off and puts his feet in the water. He laid back on the dock staring straight up at the sky. I'm going to have to tell them. They won't let it go if I don't, but if I tell them then they won't leave me alone. They won't look at me the same way. They will treat me like I'm a piece of china. He closes his eyes and sits there until the rest of the camp wakes up and eats breakfast.

Once the other cabins began their activities for the day he stood up and put his socks and shoes back on before crossing the camp heading towards the amphitheater. Once there, he sets the automated dummies that Leo made to attack him. He draws his sword and changes his watch into his shield before yelling the activation word.

The machines come at him like bats out of Hell. His sword flashes back and forth blocking and landing blows. The dummies respond in kind, delivering blow after blow, the ones his sword doesn't catch his shield does. He fights the dummies for hours ignoring his aching muscles from the repeated jarring blows.

Jason had followed him into the amphitheater and was sitting in the shade watching him. He and Annabeth were worried that he had only come out of his cabin to convince them that he was okay. He had relaxed after seeing percy go at his sword training with the same fervor that he usually did.

Percy bit his lip, his headache was coming back, I'm going to have to stop soon. My hands are getting numb. He focused back on this fight. Just need to disable one of them then I'll call it. He forces his hands to grip his sword tighter and keeps going hacking away at the machines. Just as he is about to deliver the ending blow to one of the dummies a wave of pain shoots through his body. He yelps a little in surprise having not expected it. His hand cramps and his sword falls to the ground with a loud clatter and he just manages to get his shield up in time to block the next blow from the dummies. His mind races as his hand refuses to cooperate.

The blows force him back across the sparring field. His back was almost to the wall when a voice above him calls off the attack "Pafsi!" The dummies stop almost immediately and percy sags back against the wall sliding down it so he is sitting. He recognised Jason's voice and his mind was already working on ways to pass this off as nothing serious.

Jason was at his side the second the machines backed off, kneeling beside him. " Percy what is going on? You never drop your sword" He quickly searched the son of Poseidon for injuries.

Percy jolted looking up at Jason. "I'm…" He sighs. "I'm not going to lie anymore and say I'm okay. I just need you guys to trust me when I say I can handle it. There is nothing that you can do to fix this." He forces himself up off the ground and brushes the dirt off his jeans. He starts to walk away but Jason frowns and grabs his arm, the one that went numb. Percy, unable to feel it, didn't stop and turn until the hold kept him from moving away. He turns toward Jason. "Please just let it go."

Jason frowns and shakes his head. "Percy, your arm is numb, you dropped your sword. What if that had happened in battle. You could have been killed. I can't let this go. I need you to get better. For everyone's sake."

Percy jerked his arm free and started to walk again, his head was pounding and he knew he needed to go back to his cabin and take his pills. His was late taking them already the rolling in his stomach was just an added confirmation. "Jason, please. I need to go." He says softly his voice almost pleading. His face was pale and he was fighting the urge to throw up, knowing that they would never believe that he was okay if he started puking up his guts.

Jason's face falters and his grip loosens and his arm falls to his side. He quickly takes in the pale skin tone and raspy voice. " What do you need?" he asks knowing the look of someone who feels utterly like crap.

"Pills. In my cabin" He mumbles starting to head that way. His jaw was clenched against the throbbing in his head and the overwhelming urge to vomit.

Jason nods, not saying anything as he follows percy to cabin 3. His mind was racing as he tried to come up with a reason that justified Percy's symptoms. As soon as they reached the door Percy pushed it open and stepped inside.

He walks over to his bed and pulls out a pill bottle glancing at the label briefly before popping the cap and taking two of them. He swallows them down quickly and sits on his bed trying to relax. "I'm sorry" He mumbles rubbing his temples as he waits for the medication to kick in. He sighs softly and lays back flat on the bed. " I didn't want you guys to worry. It's not normally this bad."

Jason sighs and sits next to him and frowns "What is it?" he asks " You can't beat around the bush any more. I know something is up and I know that it is getting worse." He looks down at the brunette and sighs "Will you tell me if I swear not to tell anyone? Well I won't tell anyone unless you suddenly get worse or something happens."

Percy looks up at him. "Jason, I need….can I just rest for a little while? Please I'll talk to you when my head doesn't feel like there is a cannon battering against my skull like the walls of a fortress." His voice was hoarse and his eyes glassy. "Just give me 30 to 40 minutes please." He asks, smiling faintly when Jason nods. Percy closes his eyes and falls silent, he slips off to sleep after about 15 minutes and Jason sighs. His eyes fall on the bottle on Percy's nightstand.

An idea sparks in his mind and he picks one up and pulls out the phones Leo had modified for them. He looks at the names and googles them, looking for diseases that they are used to treat. Topamax, Naproxen, Amitriptyline, and Acetaminophen. He writes down the list of the diseases and crosses off the ones that don't match until he got down to a list of 4 conditions. Arthritis, Cerebral Palsy, Migraines, and something called Chiari Malformation. Then he googled the symptoms of each one and crossed off all of them except Chiari Malformation. What the hell is that? He sighs, this just raised more and more questions.