A/N: I'm so sorry I took such a long time on updating this chapter! I just have so much school work, and I wasn't feeling well at all today. Anyways, here's your chapter!

PERCY
Who DIDN'T know that pulling Carter out of the water was a pain in the neck? C'mon, guys! Raise your hands, I can't be the only one!

You guys are probably thinking, BUT PERCY YOU'RE THE SON OF THE SEA GOD YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO DO ANYTHING THAT RELATES TO THE WATER!

Well, I'd like to see you guys try to move someone with water when you are completely DRAINED of your energy! I didn't even have any ambrosia left, I gave what I had in my pockets to Carter.

Speaking of which, I didn't even know if he's… compatible with that godly stuff. I just prayed to the gods that he was.

Suddenly, I got an idea. I didn't need to drag this kid to Camp Half-Blood, I had a special friend to do that. I raised my fingers to my lips and whistled for Blackjack.

A second later, I heard Blackjack in my head.

Can't stay away from me for long, Boss?

I rolled my eyes. "Can you take him to camp?" I asked, referring to Carter's limp body.

Who's that? Another demigod? The wine dude is gonna be really pis—

"BLACKJACK!" I yelled, exasperated by his lack of attention. Hey, I may be ADHD, but you don't see me changing the topic every 2 seconds. "No, he's not a demigod. He's a magician."

A MAGICIAN? WHAT ARE YOU, HIGH?

I sighed. "No, Blackjack, he is a legit magician. He even used his spells on me." Grudgingly, I added, "And I gotta admit, they were pretty wicked."

Blackjack whinnied again. Yeah, right. If I'm right, you're giving me sugar cubes for the next two weeks! If I'm wrong, you're giving me two weeks worth of sugar cubes today!

I scoffed. "Nice try, Blackjack. Now that you're done talking, can you take us to camp?"

Blackjack flew down to us, galloping during the whole process. (Why do they gallop when they fly? They're not even using their legs!)

Get on, Boss!

I put Carter on his back first, and then I hopped on.

It took ten minutes for us to get back to camp. Everybody was doing their everyday activities, like archery and mountain climbing. As I hopped off of Blackjack, I saw Chiron teaching some kids who to use their bow and arrows. Some kids (mostly Apollo's) shot their arrow right at the bull's eye, while other kids' arrows ended up falling on the ground or short of the bull's eye. At least they didn't end up shooting their arrow at their teacher's butt.

Soon enough, Chiron noticed me and Blackjack. Carter was starting to gain conscious, because he was muttering things like, "Sadie, stop being an idiot," or "Zia, kiss me". I snickered at the last comment, but then frowned, wondering if Annabeth had ever heard me say something like that in my sleep.

Chiron trotted up to me. "I see you've come back. Did you kill the monster?"

"Yeah…" Chiron still hadn't noticed Carter laying on Blackjack's back. "But we made some unexpected discoveries on the way…" I trailed off, leaving Chiron confused.

"Discoveries? What discoveries?" His eyes lit up with happiness. "Did you find a new demigod?"

"Er… well… no, not exactly." I answered. How was I going to tell him Carter? Maybe he already knew about Egyptian mythology. Maybe he wouldn't kill me for bringing Carter here.

"Not exactly? Percy, what are you talking about?" He asked again.

"I found this kid. He's not a demigod, though. He says he's of Egyptian descent…" I stopped talking, because Chiron finally noticed the body that was laying on Blackjack.

Blackjack said, Oh, you are going to GET it.

Shut up! I thought back at him.

I cleared my throat. "His name's Carter," I said, looking at Chiron.

Chiron was holding Carter's khopesh, looking at it with fascination. Then, he put it down, and said five words:

"He should not be here."

"Why not? The camp's boundaries let him in."

"Percy, our camp is made of people who belong to our gods. He belongs to another set of gods." Then, he irritatedly questioned, "Haven't you thought that someone would be looking for him? They could attack us if we have him here."

I shook my head. "He said that they wouldn't be expecting him for another hour."

Chiron did the I-know-I'm-going-to-win sigh, and looked at me. "Percy, do you know what the time is? You left 2 hours ago. When did this boy tell you that his family or group that he belongs to wouldn't expect him for another hour?"

"Uh," I replied stupidly, "an hour ago."

Chiron did the I-knew-I-was-going-to-win sigh and told me to take Carter to the infirmary. I did as he told, but right when he was on a bed, I shook him awake.

"No, Sadie, go away, I want to sleep!" he whined.

"I'm not your darn Sadie, Carter! Wake up!" I whispered harshly.

"Wha…?" Carter said groggily. He took in his surroundings and sat up immediately. "Ugh, my head hurts like poop. Where am I?" Then, with wide eyes, he asked, "What's the time?"

I winced. "Yeah, that's why I woke you up. You're at camp, and you have to leave. I think you're supposed to be home by now."

"Yeah, I got that. Can you help me—"

He was cut off by a piercing female scream.

"WHERE. IS. CARTER?!"

Carter gulped and looked at me.

"That's Sadie."