I more or less wrote this because I wanted to have a reason why Demigods in the series don't seem to really struggle with PTSD or anything of the like. I mean, probably because Riordan forgot, but who cares. Now they do, kinda.

Jason looked around the space he was in. It was dark, but somewhere far back he heard wolves cry. 'Lupa?' Two blue eyes lit up in the dark. Jason felt a wave of relief wash through his body. 'Lupa! I...' The wolf bit him in the hand. Jason screamed. All around him, he heard hollow laughter. He began to run. A spear slid through his body. He cried out and stumbled to his knees. He felt a thick stream running down his body. The world got blurry and dark, his feet started to hurt, until...

He jolted upright. Jason gasped. He looked around. He saw the little nightlight in the form of a penguin shine brightly. He took a deep breath. He clutched his sides - it was cold in the Zeus cabin. He felt that his ankles were cramping. He jumped out of bed and slowly moved his feet around, until the pain was gone. He fell onto the floor.

He shivered again. He didn't fully remember what the dream was about, but he did remember being stabbed with a spear all over again. He shook his head and stepped back into bed. He huddled under the blankets and closed his eyes. He slowly drifted off to sleep.

When he regained consciousness, he couldn't move. He opened his eyes, trying to move around his limbs and head. Yet, he couldn't. It was still dark, but he had no idea how late it was. He blinked. The next moment, Commodus was sitting by his bedside. The emperor grinned. Jason wanted to scream, but he couldn't. His mouth was sealed.

He tried to move his limbs with all his might. He felt fear rising up in his chest. Yet, he started to realise that he was in a sleep paralysis. He slowly moved his tongue around and tried to move his arms, which luckily caused him to wake up.

He stared at the ceiling. He felt really tired, but knew that if he closed his eyes the nightmares would just come back. Slowly, he sat up, so that he got black spots in front of his eyes. He stood up and blindly tried to find his slippers. He almost knocked his head against his nightstand. He sighed and blindly reached for his glasses (Which lay in front of his nightlight, so he could find them easily. That was the one thing he actually thought about). He put them on and reached for the nightlight.

With the nightlight in his hand, he found his slippers. Jason slammed his nightlight back on the nightstand and scrambled to his feet. He walked past the statue of Zeus in the middle of his cabin. It made him even more uncomfortable than it usually did.

He stepped out of the cabin. Within seconds, his slippers were soggy. Alright, so it is past 3 A.M., Jason thought (Some kid had figured out that Dionysus let the rain pass the weather shield between 11 P.M. and 2 A.M., so that the grass and the strawberries wouldn't die). Jason walked past the other cabins. He knocked on the door of the Poseidon cabin, but no-one opened. 'Percy?' No-one answered. Jason decided to not wake him up, yet. He walked further. He stared at the door of the Aphrodite cabin for a second, but decided that all of the gossip that would go around wasn't worth it.

He realised he was walking towards the Big House. On his way, one of the kittens padded over to him and started twirling around his legs. Jason kneeled down. He gave it a pet before deciding to just pick it up and bring it along.

He knocked on the door of the Big House. Something inside fell to the floor, which caused Jason to scream and take a jump back. The cat meowed and clawed him in the arm. Jason softly put it to the floor. 'Auw, sorry pika, ouch...' His arm started to bleed. The cat padded away again.

Nobody came to open the door, so he tried to push it open instead. It wasn't locked, so he could walk inside. Slowly he walked into the main room of the Big House.

It was completely dark. Seymour the panther head was asleep. The grapevines looked especially creepy in the dark. Jason swallowed and put off his soggy slippers. He saw the two staircases, one of them leading to the strawberry jam containment cellar, the other one to the place where the camp counselors lived. Jason shivered again. He wondered why it was so cold.

In the dark, he didn't notice it when he walked into a chair and knocked it over. It made a loud crash at the volume that only stuff that falls over at night can make. Jason yelped, before tripping over the chair he had just knocked over.

Chiron heard a loud crash downstairs. He groaned and got up. 'Dionysus? Argus?' he yelled, while stepping into the hallway. Behind him, he heard two doors open. 'Hm. So it isn't one of you, then.'

'You heard that crash as well?'

'Of course I did. Harley has probably had another nightmare again. You two can wait here, I'll take care of it.' He heard Argus and Dionysus' doors slam shut again, while he walked through the living room and down the stairs.

'Hello? Who's there?' Chiron asked, while turning on the light. Jason scrambled to his feet. His forehead hurt and he saw that he had bruises on his arms, feet and probably also his legs (But he couldn't exactly see that through his pyjama pants). 'Chiron! Eh, I eh...' Jason shrugged. Now that he stood in the Big House and had alarmed someone, he had no idea what to say.

Chiron hadn't expected to see Jason, but it didn't really matter to him. 'Hello, Jason. Is there a problem?'

'I guess...'

'Do you want a cup of tea?' Jason thought about that for a second, before nodding. Chiron turned around to switch on the button of the water cooker, but at that moment three cups of tea already appeared on the table. Chiron snickered. 'Alright then. Get the alcohol out of your own cup, though.' He heard Dionysus sigh on the stairs.

'You know me too well, Chiron.'

Jason pulled one of the cups towards him. 'Thanks,' he whispered in Dionysus' direction. The god just nodded, before walking to the back rooms of the Big House. He left the door open.

Chiron turned his attention to Jason. 'Now, Jason, what is the issue?'

Jason took a sip of tea. It was his favorite; Melon tea. He decided that it was probably somehow Dionysus' magic. 'I had a nightmare. About, uh... getting stabbed, you know, because...' His voice trailed off. Jason knew he was rambling, but he didn't really know how to explain it. Yet, Chiron seemed to understand (Which, I mean, logical. He literally has been helping Demigods with all kinds of problems for eons).

'Did you have a nightmare where you got stabbed again?'

'Yeah, that too.'

'Too?'

'Yeah, I also had a sleep paralysis dream where the emperor sat at my bedside. I woke myself up from that one.' Jason clutched his cup of tea. 'I don't know what to do about them. I don't have them every night, but they are there often...'

'Jason, are you afraid of going back to sleep?' Jason stared at his cup.

'...Yes. Sometimes. Because I might see him again.' He felt a tear rolling down his cheek. He wiped it away. Chiron saw that Jason's hands were shaking. 'You can cry, you know.' Jason didn't need more encouragement. He burst into tears, right then and there.

Chiron moved to Jason's side of the table. He put an arm around Jason's shoulder. Jason didn't push him away. He kept crying for a few more minutes, until he slowly started shivering and stopped crying. 'Take a deep breath.' he did. Jason picked up his cup of tea again. In the background, Dionysus came walking back into the main room. He looked at Chiron and Jason.

'What should I do?' Jason hiccupped.

'Right now? Try to go back to sleep. You have been awake for quite some time - that will drive the nightmares away for tonight, at least. In the future? I would say go to the Hypnos cabin. They have a spell that drives away nightmares. And if the nightmares still don't go away and really makes you freak out, he might be able to help.' Chiron nodded in Dionysus' direction. Jason felt like he wasn't done yet. He was right. Chiron coughed. 'Jason?'

'Yeah?'

'You need to realise that I have seen a lot of demigods. Some of them went on a especially difficult quest, and... they would change. It took us a long time to figure out what it was.'

'Yeah, PTSD took some time to get a light on.'

'Because of the magic involved, this is slightly different from PTSD. I think, Jason, you might be affected. Not just because you died, but also because of your quest with the Argo II.'

'Why me? The others never...'

'The others have been in here too.'

'Oh. Yet, um, I don't want to live like that...'

'We have found something that can help. Not exactly a cure, but something that will at least drive the nightmares, flashbacks and hallucinations some people have away. Hypnos sometimes produces a sort of potion. One drop in a drink each day and it will stop. After about two-hundred days, you will be able to go without for the rest of your life. Yet, I don't exactly have a stash of that. So, I'll have to ask Hypnos, and...'

'Wait, wait, wait. You all have found a magical cure for PTSD? And it might help?'

'In a month, or so. Because, as I said, Hypnos needs to make it first.'

'Chiron, That's great! Why isn't that just common knowledge in the camp?'

'Because people that don't have the PTSD-esque symptoms have been found to get addicted to the stuff... quite easily. Now, as I said before, you need to get some rest.

Jason nodded. 'Yeah, Chiron.' He drank his last sips of tea, before standing up.

'Also, Jason, there is no shame in coming over here if you feel scared, alright?' Jason nodded again.

'Yeah, yeah, I know.' Jason threw his arms around Chiron. 'Thanks, Chiron.'

'No problem, Jason. You've been through a lot, it is not weird you feel like this. I'll send Hypnos a letter tomorrow.' Jason smiled, put down his tea cup and walked out of the Big House. Pika came running up to him. Jason picked him up. 'You were scared, weren't you?' he muttered to the cat, while walking back to his cabin.

'Jason?' He heard someone behind him ask. He turned around and saw that Dionysus had followed him out of the Big House. The god got something out of his pocket. 'Here. Hypnos often takes his sweet time for making potions. This is a... less powerful formula of the same stuff, but you can only use it once every two days, and make sure you don't take more than a drop. It is very physically addictive, and if you get addicted Chiron and everyone on Olympus will blame me and that will not be nice. Also, the effect is less. Yet, it works good enough until you got the real deal.'

Jason put Pika into one hand and took the small bottle. 'Eh, thanks. I thought you weren't allowed to...'

'I can take it back if you don't want it.

'No, no, I want it. Sorry,' Jason quickly said. 'And thank you.'

'You're welcome, Grace.' the god sighed. 'I know the nightmares can be difficult. Yet, they'll disappear with some help, alright? And even without help, they will mostly fade away.'

'...Mostly?' The god shifted.

'Chiron told you to go back to sleep. Please do so.' Jason rolled his eyes, which he hoped Dionysus couldn't see in the dark.

'Yes. Thank you, again,' he said, with a little nod. Dionysus closed his eyes for a moment, before walking back to the Big House.

When he reached his cabin, with the bottle still in his hands (Pika had wiggled free at this point), he noticed the door was open. 'Hello?'

'Jason! Where were you?'

'Pipes? What are you doing in my cabin?' Jason stepped inside and saw that Piper was sitting on his bed. She shrugged. 'I had a nightmare and decided to come here.' She sighed. 'Oh, Jay, I saw you dying all over again... and it all was so horrible... and just...' Jason walked to his bed and put his glasses back on the nightstand. 'It's alright, Piper.' Jason sighed when he noticed he left his soggy slippers in the Big House. He put the bottle on his nightstand. He slipped into bed. Piper curled up in his arms. 'I just had a similar problem, but Chiron helped me. We can go to Chiron tomorrow and he can help you too, alright?'

'Yeah. Chiron Always knows what to do,' piper whispered. She sounded like she was already asleep. When Jason looked at her, he realised that she actually already was asleep. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.