Lost & Found

Ch.17

Ch. 17

Percy felt a weight on his chest.

His wasn't sure what was going on but he could feel something small pressed against his chest as the world slowly began to come to life around him. His eyes started to flutter open and after the initial discomfort he felt by the bright lights, he adjusted and looked down to find a mess of black hair spread out over his torso.

At first, he thought it was Reyna but he quickly realized this was somebody way too small to be the daughter of Bellona.

Zoë, he realized with a small smile. No, not Nightshade, that would be a different kind of pleasant surprise altogether… Damn those teenage fantasies.

He took a deep breath and the hair immediately began to stir. He reached up and ran his hand through it smiling at the pleasant surprise of finding his little sis waiting for him to wake up.

Zoë looked up in surprise and before he could get a word out, the small girl wrapped her arms around his neck, surprising him with how tight of a grip she had.

He chuckled lightly, "Who let you in here, squirt?"

Zoë turned towards the door and Percy followed her gaze. Reyna stood in the doorway holding the hand of another small dark haired figure. She gave him a gentle push in Percy's direction and little Luke climbed onto the bed and joined his twin in hugging their older brother.

Percy was a little taken aback. Luke had always been a little distant with him for whatever reason. But rather than question it, he just wrapped his other arm around Luke, unable to keep the smile off his face having his little siblings so close.

They stayed like that for a moment until Luke rolled himself off the bed, a small smile on his face knowing Percy was alright.

Percy scooted back in his little hospital bed, dragging Zoë with him as she seemed to have no interest in letting go yet. He looked at Reyna, gratefulness evident in his sea green eyes.

"So, give it to me straight Doc, how bad is it?" He smirked but when Reyna looked worried, the smirk melted right off his face.

Rather than say anything, she grabbed a mirror from the bedside table and held it out for Percy to take. Nervously, he brought it up to his face and flinched a little at what he saw.

The entire right side of his face was a deep purple; both his eyes were black and a deep scar ran from his forehead, through his eyebrow to the top of his eye. Zoë looked up at him nervously, eyeing his injuries with worry.

He stared at himself for a moment, not saying anything as Reyna waited for him to react.

Finally, he lowered the mirror, "Damn, there goes my modeling career."

Reyna let out a snort before she could stop herself. She looked up and found Percy grinning before he picked the mirror back up and reexamined his face.

"Well, to be honest, it's really not that bad. I guess having a drakon's tail smack you across the face is bound to leave a few marks." He pulled up the pant leg of the athletic shorts he was wearing, deciding not to think about who had put him in these, though he was praying it wasn't Frank. He grimaced at the deep scar running from his inner thigh clear across to the other side. "I suppose it was necessary for them to cut my leg off to get the imperial gold out?" His frown deepened, "And there go my speedo wearing days."

"The worst part about that is he's not kidding." A new voice said from the doorway.

Percy looked up and found Frank and Clarisse standing in the doorway, both smiling at seeing him awake.