3:00 am, Saturday, May 4th, 2011

The first day after Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase had finally gotten their service dogs had been quite an interesting one.

As with any dog, Tide and Rocky, the dogs, had to get acclimated to their new home. Tide, who was Percy's service dog, was a border collie with enough energy to power a Boeing 747.

Rocky, a boxer, was a little more subdued and seemed to never want to leave his handler's side. Tide was just as, if not more loyal to Percy, but was also very curious when she wasn't working.

Tide, had run straight into the house and explored every inch, overturning blankets and pillows, determined to find every part of the house. Rocky had just curled up next to Annabeth as she sat down on the couch to watch some TV, falling asleep within the next thirty minutes.

There had been an incident, while Percy was on a run with her, when Tide had gotten very excited at the sight of a butterfly and watched it for almost five minutes, not moving no matter how much Percy tried.

But on duty, the two of them were perfect. Focused and attentive, not once getting distracted by the numerous distractions that came from the school setting.

According to Kate, the rest of the school had received an email about the two dogs and proper etiquette, and luckily everyone abided by the rules around the two dogs.

Percy couldn't be happier.

But right now Percy was dreaming.

He wasn't sure where he was, it was dark. But slowly his surroundings became clear as he found himself in, surprisingly the labyrinth again. He wondered until he finally came to the area where he had killed Antaeus.

And then ghostly images ran past him, and surprisingly everyone wh passed by him was someone no longer alive. A battle formed around him and these ghosts, and every single one of them somehow died the same way he really had.

Beckendorf in a sudden explosion. Percy tried to scream, but it was lodged in his throat.

Silena by drakon acid.

Luke, stabbed in his shoulder.

Castor, Ethan, Zoë. All of them.

He had the sudden feeling of something licking his face, and he jolted awake, startling awake Annabeth as well.

Tide was on his chest, having been the one to lick him awake. Annabeth took in his heaving chest, and rested her hand on his back, offering support. Percy could faintly see Rocky lift his head, awoken by her movement.

Tide had stopped licking her face as soon as she saw that he was awake but she didn't get off him, choosing instead to settle on his stomach, not quite fitting, but it was enough.

He slowly petted her, Annabeth's hand still on his back, as he regained his breath. "Everything okay?" she asked him after a moment.

"Yeah, yeah just a nightmare. Nothing big."

"Want to talk about it?"

He explained the nightmare as best he could and could barely see Annabeth nod as he finished. She hummed as she thought over it, "I'm not sure what it stems from, but I don't think its that big of a deal, would you agree?"

"Yeah," he said, leaning back onto the bed. Annabeth curled close to him and he threw an arm over her, as she pulled the blankets tighter around them.

He felt Tide slightly shift on his legs as he fell asleep, and could hear Rocky make a sound in his sleep before he dozed off yet again.

Just for clarification:
Tide is Percy's service dog. She is a border collie.
Rocky is Annabeth's service dog. He is a boxer.