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How is he not dead?

Jason's POV

   How was Percy not dead? With the fever he had yesterday, he shouldn't have been able to keep living. I'm just glad he is fine thought, but Chiron has been busying himself on why Percy survived at the temperature he was at.

   "Why Chiron look so sleepy?" Percy asked pulling at my hand. We had come to check on him, because Percy was worried, although he still had a high fever of 102 degrees. I have a feeling the fever will go away soon, though.

   "Because he's been working hard." I explained softly, approaching Chiron. "Sir, I think you need a break. You didn't sleep last night, and haven't eaten much. I know you want him back to normal, and why he survived yesterday, but it's not going to be solved if you tire yourself out." I said to Chiron respectfully. I didn't want to force him to do anything, if he didn't want to rest, then I can't push him to.

  "I am sorry I had you worried, but you needn't worry about me. I am immortal until I am no longer needed, and in my time, I have been sleep deprived plenty." Chiron said surely, and I looked at him sadly.

   "Just because you couldn't help everyone else you cared for in the past, doesn't mean you should suffer now. Go. Go get some rest, and when Percy is feeling better we can figure this out, okay?" I asked hopefully. Percy has fallen asleep on my shoulder, and Chiron sighed.

"Alright, my boy. If his fever even goes up by one degree, ice bath. His fever should go down my tomorrow, I feel like this was a warning of his return." Chiron smiled, and trotted off.

Normal Percy's POV
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I sighed, looking around lazily. What was I supposed to do? I was able to force little me's body to heat up, and maybe I heated him, well myself, a little to much. I gave him a high fever, oops. I've always been able to handle heat well, maybe it was because of my previous medical records of my fevers.

I should be out of here in a couple more days, hopefully. One more day of being jailed in here will kill me! I can't handle any more secrets be revealed, especially with Nyx trying to strike. Maybe Luke will come back once the war is over. Maybe Jason and I could get together! I threw myself a mini party, celebrating the thought. Wait, how am I thinking when I am in a brain? I am over complicating this now, darnit.

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