The Soul Shards (PJO/HOO Fanfic)

He Gets A Death Threat. I Laugh.

I know I shouldn't do another story when I'm behind on updating....I shouldn't. But I want to. Oh screw it, I'm doing it. BTW, slight cursing. Enjoy!

Perseus Jackson was not having the best of days. For some reason, he woke up unnaturally pale, his usually vibrant green eyes were dull and lifeless. Not to mention the pain in his head would just not go away. The unsettling and queasy feeling in his stomach was not making anything better. Of course, he would deny this and say everything was normal to keep people from worrying, but anyone with eyes could see that something was wrong. It's lucky Jason had eyes.

"Bro, you okay?" Jason asked, his brow furrowing. "You seem sick. Like you should be in a hospital or something," he said bluntly. Just to prove his point, he put a hand to Percy's head but recoiled quickly.

"Jupiter's underpants!" Jason hissed. "You're hot!"

"Of course I am," Percy scoffed. "Did you doubt my attractiveness?" Percy tried to flash his friend  a smile, but it came out as a grimace, followed by a coughing fit. He doubled over and immediately, Jason was by his friend's side patting his back. 

"Percy," Jason said worriedly. "You really should go to the infirmary. Ask Will to check it out."

Percy waved Jason off, managing to give his friend a wry smile. "It's fine. Just a cold. I'm sure it'll blow over in no time."

Jason's frown deepened. Ever since the war ended, Annabeth had left Camp Half-Blood to go redesign Olympus, leaving the job of caring for her boyfriend to Jason.  Thus, it was Jason's responsibility as both Percy and Annabeth's friend to make sure Percy was well cared for, and to Jason, this wasn't caring for her boyfriend very well. Jason sighed and rubbed his temple. Percy would be the death of him. He didn't know or want to know how Annabeth survived the creature that was Percy Jackson.

"Percy, you'll go to the infirmary or I'll make you," Jason warned. "Sick or not, I won't hesitate to kick your podex."

Percy put a hand on his hip and raised his eyebrow, green eyes- still sickly pale- challenging him. "Make me, Grace. I could take you any time, any place."

Jason rolled his eyes. "Percy, um look. There's blue cookies over there." He pointed in a random direction and Percy's head veered in that direction.

"What? Where?" Percy asked frantically.

Jason took the opportunity to scoop Poseidon's son up and over his shoulder. Percy let out an indignant noise and glared. "Liar."

Jason shrugged. "You wouldn't cooperate. Instead of this, would you prefer me zapping you with lightning? I don't like hitting damsels."

Percy brought out his deluxe I'll-kill-you-later glare and Jason couldn't help but flinch a little... just a little. "You're an a-" He didn't finish because he started coughing again, and Jason felt something moist on his back. 

"What..." Jason put a hand on his back and held it up to his face. And then he started to panic because it was stained red.

"Percy?" Jason said, frantic. "Percy?" He nudged him slightly no to avail. Poseidon's son had fallen asleep. 

"Well, Damn," Jason cursed as he started to sprint to the Big House. 

---------Sexy Time Skip *blows kisses* Ah, I feel like Katniss----------------------------

"Chiron! I need help!" Jason hollered as he set his unconscious friend on a nearby chair. He couldn't help but smile at Percy sleeping. Drool was dripping down his chin, and he looked oddly peaceful compared to what he looked like when he was awake. Jason briefly wondered if Percy would mind him taking pictures of him sleep and selling them to the campers, but the thought was out of his head after a few seconds pondering the idea. Stop it Jason, he chided himself. You need to get Percy help, not get yourself blackmail material. Speaking of help, where was Chiron?