Owen's POV

First thought waking up: "Oh, yep, I'm on painkillers." I was woozy and felt kind of drunk. Wonder why I know this without looking at myself? Well, let's say I know a thing or two about hospitals. My next thought was "Oh no, I have to explain everything. Great." I opened my eyes and sat up slowly to take in my surroundings. I was in a hospital bed, alone. My arm was in a sling, not a good thing, ribs feel tender but together- good thing. I lay back against the pillows, exhausted just from my quick examination.

The nurse came in and was surprised to see me awake. She called the doctor and soon I was going through the motions of what doctors need to do after operations. I'll spare you the details. The interesting bits are after, when the others came in.

"Hello, my minions" I said, chuckling, since painkillers do weird things to me. You really don't want that story. "By the way, before we begin i'm on a quite a few drugs right now so I'm not responsible for what I do or say." They all laughed and nodded.

Piper spoke up first. "So, can you tell us what happened?" I felt a sudden urge to explain everything. Very annoying. I like my secrets to stay secret.

"Well, apparently my Irishness is making the jocks feel territorial."

"What d'you mean?" asked Percy.

I sighed. "Remember when you and Jason walking to the lockers a couple days ago and you were wondering what was wrong?"

"Yeah."

"Well," I said, holding up my bandaged arm. "Guess what was wrong?"

"It was Jack and them?" asked Jason. "They're- ugh, I hate them. They make the whole place look bad. I'm sorry, Owen, America's really not that awful."

"Oh, so that's his name," I said. "I was calling them Muscle Bound One, Two, and Three."

Annabeth looked annoyed and gave me a glare.

"Really, Owen? Does 'know thine enemy' have absolutely no meaning to you?"

"Maybe if it was English, not 'thou shalt thoueth knoweth thine whatevereth.'" She rolled her eyes.

"So what caused this?" Piper asked, changing the subject.

"Well I was on my way home from the shops after buying food for everyone, and when I reached the door of the apartment building guess who was waiting? Anyway, they said I warned you about something, socue fight. Pretty sure I broke Jack's nose but five on one is pretty difficult especially when you're as out of shape as me."

Then Reyna says "For someone who got their ass kicked bad your in a rather cheerful mood"

I chuckle "Yeah, drugs do that to me a lot and I've taken a lot worse damage than this." I stiffen, realising what I said.

Reyna was the first to notice,

"what do you mean by that?"

I force my face into an unreadable expression " nothing it was just a joke" I know that there is no way they believe that but as long as they drop it…. they didn't.

"No Owen what did you mean?" Reyna said again determined.

I sigh, but then I had a thought well if these guys want me to spill about my past then so will they. I smile then evilly "All right something did happen but i'll make you a deal. I'll talk about what I mean but only if you lot explain to me what's your story and yes I noticed you people's pasts. I've done my research, you people are hiding something big and I want to know. So do we have a deal?"

They all looked at each other.

"Do we decide now?" Annabeth said.

"Of course not take your time with deciding, the offer will stand until you we arrange something"

"I will tell you one thing though, my mother died in a car crash and I watched my father threw himself off the hospital building… in front of me. Now if I can tell you that here and now think about what I'm not willing to tell you without a deal.

They all nod and look very worried. The doctor comes in then and they all leave then saying goodbye. As I prepare to sleep, I rub the patterns on my back thinking "Maybe this will be good, maybe be this will help me sleep" As I fell asleep the nightmares began again.