A/N 30 more favorites and follows! Thank you! I'm sorry I haven't updated. If someone wants to do all my Christmas shopping, plan a 4-H outing, and take my Geometry/Pre-calculus final I'll update much sooner. Also this hasn't been my top priority. I have a 10-page short story due when I get back from break worth 15% of my grade. So yeah Sorry this Chapter is so short. L

Chapter 3;

Sarah POV's

It started with a frown replacing the peaceful smile on Annabeth face. Her hand twitched and she mumbled something. Next thing Sarah knew Annabeth was thrashing around shrieking. Percy jumped up grabbed her and shook Annabeth telling her to wake up. Annabeth screamed Percy's name and suddenly awoke. The next thing happened haunted Sarah for years.

A look of pure terror spread across Annabeth's face her grey eyes were wide and wild. Annabeth looked like something right out of a horror film, but about ten times more terrifying. "Percy!" she shrieked.

"I'm right here," he replied in a calm voice, wrapping his arms around her. "What happened?"

"We were there, and so was Bob and-and then Luke was there and- and then Leo w-w-was there, and then Luke k-k-killed Leo and then I couldn't find you." Annabeth said in between sobs.

"But I'm here now. And we made it out. We made it out." Percy whispered in her ear. He hugged her until she finally, stopped sobbing. She was still shaking and had throw up all over herself and Percy. Everyone in the room was silent, starring at Annabeth. Percy was oblivious to every one else in the room. "Come on let's get you cleaned up," Percy said as he picked up Annabeth and started toward he bedroom. "Hey Sarah, see that bag by the door? Get it and follow me. Everybody else stay here."

Sarah obeyed and followed Percy to Annabeth's room. Percy was sitting on the bed with Annabeth whispering in her ear, arms wrapped around her. Annabeth was still shaking and talking to herself. Sarah went over and handed Percy the bag. He mumbled thanks and reached in to the bag and pulled out a water bottle full of a caramel-colored liquid. He unscrewed the top and gave it to Annabeth. Annabeth took the bottle and drank a third of the contents, shaking and mumbling. Within a minute of drinking the liquid Annabeth was fast asleep. Percy tucked her in and left the room motioning for Sarah to follow.

Once the door was shut Sarah asked, "What the heck was that?"

"PTSD, or Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. We've both had it from a young age, but hers got really bad over the summer. I'm glad I had some of her medicine because it would've been a really long Christmas. Sarah, can I tell you something? You'd have to swear not to tell anyone. Swear on the River Styx, an unbreakable vow."

"I swear on the River Styx I won't tell any one. What happens if I break it?" Sarah was confused as heck, but maybe what Percy told her would help.

"I don't know exactly what happens if you break it. I don't know anyone who's broken a vow on the River Styx. Anyway," Percy said his voice dropping to a whisper, "The Greek gods are real, and they are a very important part of Annabeth's and my life. Now don't tell anyone, or trust me, you will be sorry. Oh and where is the bathroom?" He said gesturing the vomit on his shirt. Sarah pointed to a room down the hall. "Now go downstairs, I'll be down in a minute."

Sarah did what she told and went down stairs, pondering what she had been told. Greek Gods? This makes no sense at all. It must be important if Percy make me swear. I wonder of her dad knows? Sarah thought. When she got down to the living room, everyone was silent.

"What did Percy want?" asked Molly. Sarah remembered her promise to Percy. She did not want to find out what happened when you broke a promise on the River Styx.

"He just wanted me to carry that bag for him and then he went into Annabeth's room and gave he a drink of this stuff and then she went to sleep and then he asked me where the bathroom was. He said he'd be down in a minute."

Right on cue Percy came down the stairs. He came in to the living room, flopping down on the couch like nothing happened. "Better keep it down she's sleeping, and trust me, you don't want to wake her up for at least another hour"

Fredrick stepped forward. "Percy, what is the meaning of this? What is wrong with Annabeth? Why didn't you tell me about this, why didn't Annabeth tell me about this. Percy what are you hiding from me? What can I do to help her?"

"Oh so now you wan to help her. Not 10 years ago when she ran away. You know there's probably a reason she didn't tell you, ya know," Percy snapped.

"Percy, what's wrong with her?" Fredrick sounded like he cared and wanted to help, but Percy was mad. He seemed so gentle earlier but now he looked like he was ready to kill someone. Percy reached into his pocket, and Sarah could tell he was clutching the contents. "Percy, I just want to help. She's my daughter and I care for her. I've cared for her since she was born, tell me what's happened"

Percy was on his feet now. Sarah could tell Fredrick wasn't helping; he just needed to shut up before things got worse. Percy clenched his fists and looked Fredrick right in the eye. "Well, if you truly wanted to help, you should've done something 10 years ago. Before she ran away, before Luke betrayed her and died, before this summer. If you truly cared about her you wouldn't have let Helen treat her like that. Her night meres are usually about 4 things Helen, Luke, this summer and you. But, I care for her I've jumped into hell for her, I've comforted her whenever she gets a night mere and trust me that isn't always easy. I barely have time to get out because I'm catching up on schoolwork that I missed because I was up all night with her. So don't say you care for her the most, because I do. So just leave."

Percy pointed at the door. "Everyone should go on a walk to burn that food off. Trust me, you don't want to wake her up right now. I'll stay back."

"But-" Fredrick stammered.

"I'm not in the mood, just go."

Fredrick paused for a moment. Everyone was looking at him waiting for him to decide what they were going to do. He finally said, "Let's go, it is a beautiful day." Sarah went and got her coat.

Percy's POV

As soon as they left Percy plopped down on the couch. His side was throbbing from yelling. He pulled up his shirt and peeled off the bandage. The 7-inch gash below his rib cage was infected. His whole chest was red and Percy was pretty sure he could see bone. Percy knew he couldn't go to a doctor or ask on of the Apollo kids to fix it. Then they would find out. He didn't want them to be afraid. Percy had to admit he was afraid to some times. He dribbled some nectar on it and it started to smoke. He put the bandage back on, and pulled down his shirt. Annabeth could never know, he didn't want her to think she was a monster.