Chapter 12: Sally Jackson Sees Her Dead Daughter

The next morning Luke and I were outside a small apartment in Manhattan, hold Silena Chelsea Jackson in a coffin.

"Hello, I'm looking for Sally Jackson," Luke said to the manager.

"Room 133, on the fifth floor," the man said.

Luke and I went to the elevator and rode to the fifth floor. The whole time we had the coffin and no one noticed. We walked to the room and knocked on the door. A lady in a American-flag uniform came out.

"Are you Sally Jackson?" I asked. She looked stunned to see to kids wheeling a coffin to her apartment.

"Yes, how may I help you?" she asked. A little black-haired boy who looked just like Silena came to the door. Perseus Jackson, Son of Poseidon, he looked about five years old and he was so cute!

"Mommy, who's here?" Percy asked.

"Just a minute, Percy," Sally said. With that he ran off back into the apartment.

"Umm–" I started.

"Sally! Who is at the door?" called some old man. Mrs. Jackson didn't answer. With that she stepped out of the apartment and closed the door, joining us in the hallway. "Sorry about that."

"Um … I'm Thalia and this is Luke," I began. "And your daughter is in this coffin."

Mrs. Jackson looked lost, like she was thinking of the past. A tear fell down her cheek and she wiped it away. "Silena ... Silena Jackson?" she asked, like she couldn't believe she was gone.

"Yes, we were running away from camp and she got killed by a dragon," Luke said.

"Were you two friends of hers?" she asked softly.

"Yes we were, Silena was my best friend. We tried all we could to keep her safe Mrs. Jackson." I said.

Mrs. Jackson started to cry. "Percy never even got to see his sister."

"She told us all about him, she sure loved him," I said. "What do you want me to do with it?"

"I can't have it with me. My husband doesn't know I had more than one kid. Well I guess it's time he knows." she said. "Would you two like to come in for tea and cookies?"

"Yes, thank you," we said.

Luke, Mrs. Jackson, and I walked into the door. A fat, old, bald man came into view. "Who are these people?" he grumped.

"Friends of Silena." Mrs. Jackson replied.

"Who the heck is Silena?" he was confused.

"Honey, you know the camp Percy's supposed to go to, for his 'special needs'" she replied.

"You mean for being a half-whatever."

"Half-blood," she snapped.

"What's the difference?" he rolled his eyes.

"Never mind. Anyway, Percy isn't the only child I had with Poseidon."

"You mean you had a half-whatever daughter and you didn't tell me?" he screamed and then he did something that scarred me and Luke for the rest of our lives.

He. Hit. Her.

"Yes, Silena Chelsea Jackson. Before I married you she had to go to the camp, so I didn't tell you about her."

"So, what are these children doing here?" he demanded.

"Silena was killed and they have the body here in this coffin," Sally said to Gabe.

"Why do they have the body? Did they kill her or what?" Gabe stared at us as he spoke. I secretly rolled my eyes. Like Luke and I would actually kill Silena Jackson!

"No! We would never do that sir, Silena got killed by a dragon and were there and we thought Mrs. Jackson would like her daughter's body!" Luke exclaimed.

"Oh, I see then." With that said Gabe left the room.

We had tea and cookies with Mrs. Sally Jackson until dark and she let us leave. She was nice and all but eventually Luke and I needed to get out. We left the coffin with her and then we took off.

By eight o'clock that night we were walking in Central Park and an old man with a black trench coat was following us. Luke and I tried to out run him but he was just to fast for us. When Luke and I went into the woods we turned around and he said, "Hello, half-bloods. I am Morpheus, God of Dreams and I am here to put you in a deep sleep!"

With a snap of his fingers we were out cold.