Why None of this reassured me and decided to give him some nectar and ambrosia. He was fine for a few moments then turned a funny shade of green. I barely had time to grab a bucket and place it under his face before Percy violently threw up. He couldn't even keep nectar and ambrosia down, not a good sign. Once he finished throwing up Percy aliped into a coughing fit and struggled to breathe. I grabbed an oxygen mask then placed on his face to help him breathe.

His face relaxed which I took as a good sign. I ran some more tests and saw that he was dehydrated, probably to the fact he is sweating and not able to drink enough to keep up with it. All these factors pointed to one poison alone and I just prayed for myself to be wrong. I grabbed a needle and pressed it in to Percy's skin. If the Achilles Curse is still there I'm wrong, if it isn't I'm right.

I put pressure on the needle and it penetrated his skin. The curse was gone.

Chapter 7

Percy's POV

As I returned to consciousness my head still felt all fuzzy but not as bad as earlier. I heard a regular rhythmical beeping sound and a faint dripping sound. I felt a pricking sensation on my left wrist and something was putting pressure on one of my fingers. I felt something annoying on my face, like a tube running under my nose and behind my ears. I couldn't open my eyes to see what it was, but it was incredibly irritating so I lifted my hand to pull it off, happy that my body was obeying me. A hand grabbed mine and stopped me then a familiar voice said "Hey no Percy you need to keep that on whether you like it or not." I frowned I most certainly didn't like it. I tried again to open my heavy eyes and not surprisingly everything was blurry, I blinked a few times and thankfully my vision cleared. I looked over to see where the voice came from and saw none other than the sun god himself.

"Apollo" I croaked, instantly regretting it. My voice was hoarse and throat was dry and nasty. Apollo seemed to notice my discomfort and gave me a glass of water. I smiled my thanks then slowly gulped then it down enjoying the cooling soothness of the water. I looked around and took in my surroundings and remembered that I was on Olympus. The bed I was in had plain white sheets and several blankets were tucked in around me. I was propped up on about 5 pillows and, like beds in hospitals; it had rails along one side. Only this was nothing like those uncomfortable hospital beds it was the most comfy bed I'd ever been on. On my left wrist was an IV set up, which confused me greatly; I had the Achilles curse right. On my middle finger one of those monitor things was clipped on and connected to a machine on my right.

Apollo had been studying me as I looked around the room. "So Percy how do you feel" he asked me.

"Actually I feel better thanks." I said and I wasn't lying. Although I had that annoying thing on my face, a drip on my arm (which thoroughly confused me) and was connected to a machine I felt a lot better then I had earlier. I no longer felt like I was at deaths doorstep, more like his garden gate. Still not one hundred per cent but loads better then I was.

Apollo flashed me one of his 'I'm amazing' smiles then said "That's great I'll go get uncle P he said he wanted to talk to you when you woke up." I nodded curious as to why my father had been so insistent about bringing me to Olympus. I relaxed back into the pillows going over the memory as Apollo wandered out the room.

Flashback time

I was in my room, Thalia and Nico had gone back to wherever they were staying so it was just me and Annabeth. She was wiping the sweat off my brow with a damp cloth. I felt like death and my head had this weird buzzing feeling. I was shivering despite my elevated temperature and sweating like mad. Annabeth was making me drink lots of water to stop me from getting dehydrated. I knew she was worried about me, I mean with every hour that went by I got worse and worse.

Annabeth laid down next to me and cuddled up to me. This oddly enough was actually good for me as it helped to keep my body temperature stable. We stayed like in a comfortable silence with Annabeth wiping my hair off my sweaty forehead. Annabeth sat up and looked as though she was about to say some thing. When we heard the front door open then slam shut. Then the shouting begun. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR HIM SALLY" my father shouted. Now why was he there?

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR MY OWN SON THAT'S RICH COMING FROM YOU. WHERE WERE YOU THE FIRST THIRTEEN YEARS OF HIS LIFE AND NOW YOU SUDDENLY HAVE AN INTEREST IN HIS WELL BEING" my mother shouted and I winced for two reasons. One what she said and two this shouting really wasn't helping my pounding headache.

"YOU KNOW WHY I COULDN'T BE HERE BUT I ALWAYS AND I REAPEAT ALWAYS LOOKED OUT FOR HIM. YOU'RE JUST BEING SELFISH SALLY HAVE YOU SEEN HOW SICK HE IS? I ONLY WANT TO TAKE HIM THERE TO BE EXAMINED TO FIND OUT WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM" my father shouted back. Gods I can't believe my parents are arguing over my welfare. I only wish they'd tone it down a bit because now my head feels like it's going to split open. I moaned involuntarily and Annabeth noticed my discomfort. She sighed and got up and went to the door.

"I'll be back in a minute" she whispered to me and then left the room leaving the door half open. I heard Annabeth say "I don't mean any disrespect but will the two of you tone it down a bit because you two shouting at each other is just making Percy's headache ten times worse." My parents shut up after that. I have the best girlfriend ever. I heard muffled footsteps on the carpet and then Annabeth re-entered my room followed by my parents. I smiled my thanks to Annabeth as it hurt to talk. "It was no problem Seaweed Brain" she said and wiped my hair of my sticky forehead. She then grabbed a cloth and wiped the new sheen of perspiration off my face.

My mother came over and said "I'm so sorry honey I didn't realise you were awake"

"It's….o….kay" I managed to croak and this made her worry more.

Annabeth decided it was probably best to change the subject and turned to my father. "So Lord Poseidon what did you mean about Percy being examined?" I was curious about that to.

"Well when I got back to Olympus I mentioned about how sick Percy was," he stopped shooting me a worried glance before continuing "so Athena suggested having Apollo check him over to find out what's wrong with him because demigod's naturally have some immunity to disease so it's rare for one to get so sick. Zeus thought it was a good idea and Apollo agreed to it as well" I was shocked, it wasn't exactly a secret that Athena and Zeus hated my guts. Annabeth looked just as shocked as me.

"Sally Percy should go" Annabeth said recovering from her shock "if Zeus has said he wants Percy examined by Apollo then he has to go. Also Percy isn't going to get better until we know what is wrong with him." My mother sighed in defeat.

I was shook out of my thoughts when my father entered the room. I looked at him and smiled he made his way over to me but something wasn't right. I mean he looked normal and pleased to see me awake but distracted. "So son how are you feeling" my father asked me.

"Still not that good but better than before." I told him and slumped back futher into the pillows. Gods I was tired and I had only been awake for a few minutes.

My father noticed this and worry flickered across his face. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine just tired" I reassured my father and to emphasise this I yawned.

"That's understandable the medicine you're on will make you very drowsy" Apollo said walking in and checking my stats. He then picked up a chart at that was sitting on the table and started writing some notes down. My father watched him anxiously and I could tell he was worried. Apollo noticed this too and gave my dad an update on my condition "Geez Uncle P relax Percy's doing a lot better. His fevers dropped considerably, his blood pressure and heart beat are normal. But like I just said the medicine he's on will make him tired so it's only natural he's been a bit out of it"

"What do you mean a bit out of it, how long have I been asleep?" Now I normally sleep in anyway but I was gob smacked when I was told how long I'd been out of it.

"Well it's Thursday evening so you've been asleep for a little over two days" my father told me worry clearly etched in his voice. Two days I thought, oh my gods I know I usually sleep a while but this was just ridiculous. I didn't realise I was lost in my thoughts I didn't notice my dad talking to me. "Oh sorry I was just lost in my thoughts" I apologised then smiled sheepishly. My dad just stared at me worried and with a slightly sad expression.

"Are you sure you're alright Percy" my father asked.

"Yes I'm fine" I snapped, and to prove my point I broke down into a fit of coughs. My father gently rubbed my back. Ok now I felt ten times worse. My father handed me a tall glass of what looked like iced apple juice; Nectar. Normally it would heal anything but the thought of it just made me want to puke. None the less I still drank half the glass then handed it back to my dad. I didn't feel any different at first, odd because it normally works immediately. Then suddenly I felt a stabbing sensation in my stomach. I clamped my hand over my mouth and Apollo handed me a bowl before I puked over my blankets. When I finished throwing up Apollo went and washed the bowl out while I sagged back into my pillows. "What's wrong with me?" I muttered. My father and Apollo shared a glance at each other before turning to me.

"You see Percy we figured out that you've been poisoned" my father started.

"By another immortal, which means I can't heal you. Bad mojo" Apollo added.

"I don…." I started but was cut off.

"Percy the poison used is very potent and unless given the antidote then you'll be dead in two weeks

"Well just give me the antidote then" I said like a whiny little brat, but hey could you blame me.

Apollo gave me a sympathetic smile. "That's just it Percy. There isn't a known antidote" As those words seeped into me I felt my breathing quicken and I started to hyperventilate. I heard my father shout at Apollo to do something and then I slipped into the welcoming darkness.