Most mirrors do not lie and the mirror Piper looked at now held nothing back. She looked exhausted; it was visible in her eyes. The redness was result of tears. The tightness at the sides was from worrying and that dark shadow underneath her eyes, those were from the wakeful nights thinking about them. About him.

She worried about them all but mostly Jason. When he left, a bit of her seemed to have gone with him and now she was filled with this dull ache. Yet it was Nico that was in danger but her mind always went to Jason. Of course she knew he would be back but that big 'what if' always crossed her mind…what if. So many 'what ifs' happen in the world.

Piper picked up the pink towel and patted her face dry. She looked down at the clear water in the basin with a sad smile, another mirror made of clear liquid. She reached down, allowing her finger to slide over the wet surface spreading small ripples that hit the side of the sink.

"Piper?"

Piper let go of the towel, letting it fall towards the pink floor as she leaned closer to the sink, "Jason?" Her voice was uncertain but her heart held hope.

"Pipes!" Jason's face appeared in the shallow water of the basin. Piper put a hand over her lips to cover the cry of relief. His voice, the blond hair, the brilliant eyes and that little scar on the corner of an easy smile, she took it all in. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," Piper said, letting her hand slip away from her mouth as she leaned in closer to the surface of the water. She whispered her words, careful not to send ripples on the surface of the water, ripples that would muddle his image. "Is everyone okay? Are you? Where are you at? When will you be back?"

"We are at the island but…," Jason gave a look around at his surroundings. "I'm not sure where that is…the place is like a hospital. It's called Way-Ward Home. They treat everything here, all illnesses and injuries. Frank and I ran into this other patient that thinks he's a cheetah."

"What do you mean by other patient?" Piper eyes took notice to the simple shirt he was wearing, very much like a hospital wardrobe.

"Oh, I broke a rib or two when we crashed the ship... and they won't give me any ambrosia for it," Jason looked down at his outfit on catching her eyes. "Stupid rule in letting the body heal its self. I'd rather have the feel-better in liquid form."

"They're letting you suffer?" Piper eyes widen in shock and she pushed away from the basin.

"N-no, well yeah I guess they are." Jason frowned at his situation.

"When can you come home?" Piper asked with a bit of anger in her voice. "We can have you patched up in no time at all. Obviously our healers are more skilled. Maybe if someone could give you coordinates we can find you and bring you guys home."

"That's just it, the place keeps drifting that the coordinates are never the same," Jason stated. "Besides, whatever they are doing it is helping Nico."

"Has he made improvements?" Piper leaned back towards the basin, "Will he be okay?"

Jason smiled at her concern, another thing he loved about her. "So much better. He won't like it here though; it's very undarkly…if that's even a word. There are different levels of healers and he has one of the best and…"

"Oh Jason….ready for your sponge bath?"

Piper frowned at the sing-song voice that was just out of her focus, "Jason? Who is that? What sponge bath?"

"Um…I'm not on the list for…." Jason stumbled over his words around as his mind quickly analysed the situation to be bad- very bad. He pointed to the bowl of water. "I'm speaking with my girlfriend."

"Oh," A busty, raven hair beauty appeared through the water channel, "Hello Jason's girlfriend." Valerie gave Piper a little finger wave, "Bye-bye…"

"Wait!" Piper yelled as the water went murky. She hit the side of the sink as to restart the connection, "Jason! Jason!" She growled in anger, turning as she did and storming out of the bathroom and her cabin to the only person she knew that could help her. Leo.

"You know it's really uncomfortable when you glare at me like that," Drayzon informed his patient. He had a bowl of simple broth in one hand and a spoon full of the soup in the other, waiting for Nico to open his mouth and eat. "I'm not the enemy, just trying to get you to eat something. The sooner you eat the sooner you can get back to saving the world."

Nico looked at the spoon and back at Drayzon, "I can feed myself. I graduated from toddler stage." His voice was a raspy whisper that Drayzon had to focus on just to hear.

"Okay," Drayzon sat the soup on a rotating bed tray and position it over Nico's waste. "Eat."

Nico glared at the bowl of soup and back at Drayzon. "What is it?"

"Um…soup or something." Drayzon looked down at the yellowish soup. "Try it."

"I'm not eating that!" Nico dark eyes looked glanced over Drayzon as if he was insane. "I don't even know who you are."

"As I said, Drayzon. A healer at Way-Ward Home, a place your sister brought you because you were very ill…now eat." Drayzon pointed at the soup.

"That is what you say but doesn't mean that that is who you really are," Nico explained. "What if the soup is poisoned?"

Drayzon blinked at him for a moment, casting his eyes from the bowl of soup to Nico's pale face, "Well that would be a waste of time, wouldn't it? To heal you just so I could kill you?"

"It wouldn't be the sane thing to do, would it?" Nico established.

"Right," The healer agreed.

"But I don't recall stating that you were sane. I don't know anything about you. For all I know, you are some lunatic that gets a kick out of torching the sick," Nico winced back the sharp glare coming off the marble walls.

"I told you before; the white walls are easier to clean…." Drayzon rubbed the back of his head.

"That frightens me. Why would you need to clean the walls so much? Is there a lot of blood sprouting around?" Nico asked.

"As I had said…hospital. We need to keep up with the code of cleanliness." Drayzon leaned back in his chair. "Can you eat now?"

"If you have better things to do, you are welcome to leave," Nico eyed the door with a longing of escape of his own but he couldn't even sit up without the healer's help, there was no way to make a run for it. Not yet anyways. "Don't let me keep you from your duties or torching the sickly."

"I'm good," Drayzon held up his hands in defeat. "A spoonful is all I'm asking."

"Is that all it takes to poison someone?" Nico glared back at the soup.

"It's not poison," Drayzon held up a spoonful of soup and shoved it in his own mouth as to show him. "Would I do that if it was poisoned? It's pretty good, try it."

"You could have built up immunity for it," Nico told him. "I'm not eating off the same spoon either. I don't know what you have."

Drayzon sighed and did a mental count backwards. He stood up, taking the used spoon with him as he walked out of the room, "I'll get you another spoon."

"Another bowl of soup too?" Nico called after him. "Mine is poisoned!"

"Is not…" Drayzon voice drifted in a distant.

"She had these big…." Piper held her hands out from her chest as she paced back and forth. "She was cooing and acting so unlike a nurse and the way she said 'bye-bye'….ugh, I want to twist her eyes out!"

"Twist them out? Not pop them out…" Leo whistled. "That's some serious stuff, Pipes."

"You didn't see her, Leo. She was being so coy about it but I knew what she was up to and Jason can be so stupid about stuff like that," Piper explained.

"I think Jason knows what's going on more than you think," Leo stood up from his camp bed to stand behind Piper. He his hands on her arms, rubbing them up and down while he rested his chin on her shoulder. "Jason is crazy about you, Pipes. He isn't going to mess anything up."

Piper turned in his arms, her eyes serious as she held his gaze. "We need to rescue him."

"I don't think he needs rescue," Leo backed away. "I certainly wouldn't want to be rescued….well not until I had my sponge bath."

Piper gave him a cold stare.

"Just saying…." Leo shrugged.

"They don't give him any ambrosia to get well," Piper explained.

"People break bones all the time and heal without the stuff," Leo shrugged. "Maybe they know what they are doing."

"You didn't see her, Leo." Piper went back to the Valarie subject.

"I will try to connect with Jason and see what's going on," Leo sighed in defeat.

"Are you seriously humming?" Nico asked Drayzon who was back, sitting on the chair next to him while, indeed humming the 'Spoonful of Sugar' tune while going over his patients' charts.

"I am going to keep humming it until you eat your soup, Nico." Drayzon mumbled, flipping a sheet over his clip board.

Nico watched the healer for a moment as he continued on with the 'Mary Poppins' tune. "You are annoying. The most annoying person I've met since being placed in this…asylum."

"I'm the only person you have met and it's a hospital, not an asylum. Now if you would eat your soup, get better and I won't annoy you ever again," Drayzon nodded briefly to the soup, which he had replaced.

"I don't believe you," Nico slowly reached for his spoon. He had to focus just to do this simple task as it seemed to drain what little energy he had stored up. The spoon was annoying white plastic but it felt as it was made out of lead. He slowly dipped the spoon in the bowl, allowing the tiniest amount on the spoon before realizing that the distant from the bowl and to his mouth was much larger than he thought. His hand started to shake, as if he was nervous, as he moved the spoon slowly through the empty space and towards his mouth. A bit of the soup landed on his shirt but not much. And what seemed to take minutes, the spoon went into his mouth. The soup didn't have much of a taste but it was a bit salty and very wet and very warm, which was a welcome. It only took a few more spoonful of soup before he felt full. "When is Hazel visiting?"

"She's like time-work, seven on the dot. Every day. Never leaves until we tell her…three times at least," Drayzon spun the tray out of Nico's way, leaving the soup for the clean-up nurses to retrieve. "How are you feeling? Do you think your stomach is going to hold the soup?"

"I'm not upchucking of as now," Nico shrugged as he watched Drazyon move about the room. "Where are my clothes and my sword?"

"Hazel took them in her possession earlier yesterday, along with your sword." Drayzon told him as he wrote something on Nico's chart. Probably his eating ritual, Nico guessed. "So any escape you try to pull off will be made in that hospital gown."

"Lovely," Nico mumbled. "And this is an island?"

"Yep," Drayzon walked out of the room but quickly came back with two folded blankets, "Reward time. Blankets fresh out of the dryer." He shook them out over Nico.

"So I freeze until I eat? Suffrage?" Nico growled but enjoyed the warmth that seeped through the thin blanket that had barely covered him only moments ago.

"I was joking about the reward," Drayzon frowned at the glare Nico gave him. He could feel the hair on the back of his neck rise. "The blankets just got done at the same time."

"Sure they did…" Nico whispered and continued to glare darkly at the healer.