Bruce POV

        After  I finished stitching up Percy. " I'm going to call a nurse in ok? She will just take your height and weight. OK?" Percy just nodded. "First though I need to ask how old are you?" He stared at me his faced harden in concentration. "What's the date?" he asked "August 18th" His faced changed instantly. A smile stead across his face. "Today I turn seventeen" I smile back, but it was forced. He didn't know what today was. He was bleeding to death today. On his birthday. "Happy Birthday Percy!"  "Thanks" he muttered. " Percy where are your parents?"  Percy's smile fell. He shuck his head. "At home." I don't know if I truly believed him or not. "Can I have their names and phone numbers. Your underage. I can't just let you leave. I need your parents to sign you out." His face paled, but he gave me his mom and step dad's names. As well as their home phone. I then called in a nurse and let the nurse take him to record his wight and height.   

Percy POV

            I was nervous. Dr. Banner was going to call my mom. That was the last thing I wanted. After I ran away from camp I went straight home. Paul and Mom got married while I was missing. Paul said it help keep their mind off things, by planning the wedding. Everything was pretty good. I refused to tell mom about Tartarus. I couldn't handle that, but i shared stories about the seven. Even Leo, which was hard. I learned that my Mom was three mouth pregnant. For the first time since the war I was happy. Then I heard something. My demigod senses were going crazy. There was a loud, rumbling, mooing sound. A Minotaur. We all panicked. I wasn't ready. I was slow and before I could draw riptide the Minotaur hit Paul across the room. I heard a snap of Paul wrist where the Minotaur grabbed. Anger made my vision red. I did something I promised I would never do again. I could hear the blood pumping through the cow's body. I could fell it. I felt the all familiar tug in my gut, but it was stronger. It was painful. So much so that I fell to my knees. I could feel the Minotaur's blood flow slow down. My fist tightened until his blood stopped and he exploded. In that moment I realized I couldn't stay. I just almost got them killed. Paul was OK. He had a broken wrist and a concussion. I stay long enough for my mom to bring him back from the hospital, but it was my fault he got hurt. He didn't ask for that. He was not related to god. It isn't fair that he got hurt because of me. What about the baby. It can't defend itself what if I'm slow again. On hit like that. I could lose my sibling. So I ran. Which brings me back here to this boring white hallway following a way too peppy nurse. On my Birthday. "OK, Percy Could you stand on the scale for me." I did as she asked. " I see today's your Birthday, Do you have any plans?" I just shrugged. I don't know. Honestly I just glad I lived this long. My Mom was going to make a big deal when she comes to pick me up. Maybe a blue cake. I would kill for that. I watch as the nurse fusses with the scale. Once she stops she wrote the number down. She looked surprised. "Is everything OK?"  "Yeah, you just need to eat more." She smiled at me. I kinda of expected that Will has been on my case about my weight. Apparently I was worst than Nico. I doubted that. She wrote down my height. "OK, next I going to take your blood pressure, temperature, and pulse." I let her do her job. I was to tired to fight it. I found out that my blood pressure was elevated. I also had a slight fever. My pulse was pretty much normal. She left. Leaving me alone in the room. I felt exhausted even though I tried to stay awake. I felt my eyes slowly shut.

Bruce POV

             While the nurse got Percy's stats I went into my temporary office. I sat down and dallied the number Percy gave me. I waited for someone to pick up. "You have reach the Blofis residence sorry we are not home right now, but please leave a message and will get back to you as soon as we can. Percy if that's you please come home. I know you feel lost right now, but you can't runaway from your problems I love you.....beeeep." I was a little shocked, but I left a message.  "Hi, I'm Doctor Bruce Banner. your son is currently at NY free clinic. I need you to pick him up. He had to get some stitches replace. please call back at this number. Have a good day."  I tried to call their cell number as well that Percy gave me, but I got nothing. I will just have to try again later. I don't know why, but I had the gut feeling that something had happen to the boys parents. At least I know that Percy didn't lie to me. I was about to go check on Percy, when my phone rang. "Hello Dr. Bruce Banner Speaking, How may I help you?" " Bruce what the hell?" Tony... "Why is some cab driver calling me asking for a new cab. What dose the big guy not like the price of cab fair? Tony Stark doesn't buy taxis, How would look?"Tony ranted "At least it's not a minivan" I muttered "Hey, we needed a car that everyone could fit in, and it blends in unlike my limo." "Why not a SUV then?" Tony went silent. "Tony I have to get back to my patient." "Wait, what happened to the cab?" "I ran into a teenage boy, who popped several stitches playing soccer." "OK, but what does that have to do with me buying a taxi?" "I took the kid back to the clinic, and he may have bleed out on the back seat." "Why not call an ambulance?" "I was going to at first but the kid freaked out and taking the cab was the compromise. I couldn't let him bleed to death." I finished "How is the kid now?" He asked. "I can't go into details, but he will be OK. Tony I have to go check on him. Talk to you later." "Hey, we haven't solved the problem yet. I am not going to buy a cab..... Bruce." I hung up. Well it going to be a long night. Tony probably will be pestering the whole team for weeks, because of what I just did. I walked down the hall toward the room that Percy was in. Before I went to examine him I grabbed his cart. Scanning it over. I was shocked by his stats. He only weighed ninety pounds. Boys his age should weigh at least one thirty. The fever suggest that he had the start of an infection, which wouldn't surprise me. His skin is covered in open wound, not to mention the cut I stitched up was hot and red. His blood pressure was not bad, but I would expected it to be low not high. He lost a lot of blood. I knocked on the door, and entered the room. He look dead. My heart leapt in my chest. I quickly check his pulse. I was relieved that was there and strong. He breathing was a little uneven, but he was snoring. He was OK. I debated waking him up or not, but decided that I should wake him up and get the exam over. I could give him some meds so he would be comfortable and hopefully by then his parents will be able to pick him up. Before I could wake him. He went rigged. His face showed pure agony. His mouth opened as if he was screaming but no sounds were made. I quickly start to shake him, carefully. I screamed his name. Nothing happened. Tears flowed down his face and his finger nails were digging into his clench fist. Blood ran down his wrist from his hands. I called in nurses and another doctor. Good thing I did because he started seizing.