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Percy really hated dreams. They were too...too... He didn't know, he just hated them. After teaching sword fighting with Clarisse the whole day, when he went into his cabin, he crashed immediately. Then, the dreams started. First, it was Tartarus. Annabeth's terrified face as he controlled the poison. His last night of Bob the Friendly Titan as he left like a coward. He realized he was sobbing, and tried to take a breath. When it didn't work, he realized he was drowning in poisonous muskeg. Then, everyone he had watched die appeared. Saying he was a coward, and shouldn't had let them die. Finally, he woke up. It was the middle of the night, but he got up and ran outside. Everything was too close. He couldn't take it. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew he was going somewhere. The only reason he stopped was because his legs went out from under him, and he face planted into the sand of Long Island Sound. He sat up trying to breathe, even though he was sobbing and his face was covered in sand. After a while, he gave up, sat down, and cried.

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Poseidon was finishing up some things in the castle, when some hippocampi came up to him and said there was something wrong at Long Island. He assumed they were overreacting, but he knew they wouldn't leave him alone until he looked. So he rolled his eyes, and flashed to Long Island Sound.

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Hestia was tending the hearth because, well because it was her job. All of a sudden, she was hit with images of Long Island. She sensed despair, way too much of it. She also sensed the need for family. So, she took a deep breath, and flashed to Long Island Sound.

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Apollo was cleaning his clinic after a sick nymph had come by. He sensed the need of healing coming from somewhere. He frowned and concentrated. He found the location was Long Island. He sighed and flashed to Long Island Sound.

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The three gods were not expecting Percy Jackson to be the reason they were there. Percy was sitting on the beach sobbing his heart out. Poseidon was the first to react. He gave his son a hug. Percy shreiked and reached for Riptide. Then, he realized who it was. He immediately tried to stop crying, only to make it worse. The other two made their presence known by hugging the young demigod.                                                                           "Percy, why are you crying?" Poseidon asked, softly.

"N-No reason."

"Percy..."

"R-Really."

Poseidon gave him a look. Percy shook his head. 

Apollo tried. "Percy, are you tired?"

Percy shook his head. 

"Don't lie to the god of truth." 

Headshake.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" Hestia asked.

"I don't want to." 

"Why?"

Head shake. 

Poseidon looked at Hestia. She nodded, and started to use her magic to help the demigod go to sleep. His eyelids drooped, then fell, followed by his head, which popped right back up. There was a look of pure fear on his face. He started crying again, this into his father's shoulder. 

"What's wrong, son?"

Head shake.

"Percy?"

Head shake.

"C'mon, cuz."

Head shake.

This wasn't going to work. After Apollo listened to his cousin sniffle for the millionth time, he decided to try again. "You know, if you told us, we could help."

Percy finally looked up. "Fine. Dreams. They come and torture me. Are you happy?" He gave them a look, obviously asking for help.

Apollo sighed. "Father will kill me..."

"Not if we can help it." Poseidon and Hestia said.

Apollo smiled and touched Percy's forehead. His fingers glowed and then stopped. "Your dreams will slow down, lose there vividness, and then stop." 

Percy thanked him then blushed. " Umm, guys? I can't sleep."

Hestia smiled and snapped her fingers. Percy went through the same cycle again, only this time, he stayed asleep. Poseidon picked up his snoring son and headed for Cabin 3. All three gods/goddesses learned something that night. No matter what, family comes first.

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I hope you guys enjoyed! Have a Happy Easter! ~ ADaughterofApollo2.