Travis, meanwhile, was fretting over his brother whom was lying down on the bottom bunk in the Hermes cabin. The first thing Travis does is run back towards to the door at the front of the cabin.
There is a secret about the Hermes cabin that nobody knew about besides him. Not even the other Hermes' children know about it because Travis has kept it well hidden. Above the door, there is a loose panel that can be moved pretty easily if you really tried. Well you need a crowbar. And strong fingers. And you cannot be weak, because if you are then you won't be able to carry the piece of wood once it is out of its place. So maybe you need a little bit more than just effort. But just a little.
The panel opened up to show the little area between the inside wall of the Hermes cabin and the outside wall. It was only about six inches thick but it was enough. This is where Travis kept his most important belongings. This is where he kept his cell phone. Yes, he knows that he isn't supposed to because if he has a cell phone "then monsters will be able to find you more easily and it endangers your safety, yada, yada, yada…". But isn't that the point of Camp Half-Blood? To keep the monsters out? And since Conner doesn't ever leave camp, why should Travis worry?
Travis also kept a lot of his belongings that he used a lot before he got to camp. He just couldn't let them go. Some were just memorabilia and some he might need in the near future. So Travis pulled up a chair and stepped up. He reached into the little area and felt around for the first aid kit he always kept on hand.
Travis walked back over to Conner who was starting to wake up. Conner tried to roll over to see what Travis was doing but then felt the pain and stopped.
"Shhhh," Travis whispered, "just stay still."
"I didn't need your help." Conner croaked out to his brother.
"You always need my help." Travis smirked as he took out a piece of gauze and applied it to Conner's cheek.
"I was taking care of it on my own. I had them right where I wanted them."
"Where?" Travis said while chuckling. There was no way that Conner was going to win in that fight and they both knew it so Travis couldn't wait to hear what his brother's "plan" was.
It was silent for a few seconds. "Right where you could see them." Conner whispered, "I knew that if I held out long enough you would come." Conner looked up at Travis with the expression that Travis had seen a thousand times before. The face of little boy just wanting everything to stop and turn around for the better. The face that reminded Travis that Conner was still just a kid. A kid who had seen too much for his life. "You always do." Was the last thing Conner said before closing his eyes one last time.
Travis just stayed silent and tried his best to fix up Conner's wounds. Both of them knew that Conner was better at it.
Probably because he has had more practice, Travis thought bitterly.
Travis was taken out of his thought by a knock on the door. Travis jumped slightly at the sound since he had been so enveloped in his thoughts.
"Travis." One thing you need to know about Chiron is that he didn't really yell. No, no. Travis would be lucky if he yelled. Instead he used this deadly calm voice. A voice that let Travis know just how much trouble he was really in. "What did you do?"
Travis didn't turn around. To acknowledge Chiron would be a sign a weakness. It meant that he was scared of Chiron. And sure he was. He was as scared as Zeus is when Hera has a temper tantrum, but he didn't turn around. Well, he didn't turn around until Chiron said, "I called your mother. She didn't answer so I left a message. I told her to come."
That's when Travis did turn around. He turned around because he is scared. He is frightened out of his mind.