A/N: Well, eh...hey there...i sorta took...a year...off...pffft... yeah...got no excuses to be honest. I left that story on a bit of a cliff hanger so my bad about that. You see, I developed a most horrific disease know as writers-block-itis, common to this site and easy to catch if a story is not well planned out. I can only hope that you and camp half blood will forgive me.

Disclaimer: I own everything. The plot, the characters and the setting...at least if my plan for world domination goes to accord I will...but until then...damn you Rick.

Despite his protest that he was in fact fine, Percy was forced to sit still in the infirmary while Will Solace did a check on him. It was only ten minutes until the gods had to take their leave so they had left to say farewell to their other children but naturally, Poseidon stayed put.

Normally Percy would have refused point blank to sit still (his ADHD had its uses, this was not one of them) but he just didn't have the energy. He'd slept for an hour but woke up when Thalia was saying goodbye. She planned to find Artemis and ask for a few days at camp so she could be certain of Annabeth's recovery.

Everyone knew that she was just as worried about Percy though, and she had seen firsthand the effects of his fatal flaw and what happened when he failed a friend- she couldn't help but be reminded of the incident with the defective Talos. With any luck she would be back within a day and if anyone could drag Percy out of his grief it was her-Annabeth was NOT leaving the infirmary despite her own protests- as she was known for her ability to stay strong in hard times.

Poseidon sat quietly opposite his son trying to work out Percy's current emotions but his face was completely unreadable...he didn't know his son was doing the same thing and receiving the same results.

"Missed parent's day...sorry..." Percy mumbled.

"S'okay." Came the soft reply. "Besides, I will see you next month won't I? And you know if you need anything, anything at all, you can always iris message me. But Perseus, do not blame yourself for this. Your friend made his own decisions and we have to respect them."

He was met with silence as Percy struggled for words, unsure of how to reply.

Poseidon sighed, and stood, ready to leave before he pushed his luck with Zeus by staying to long. "I will have Blackjack's body taken to the beach where it can be then returned to the ocean...as he wanted to be."

Percy's eyes shot up, and he thanked his father silently. Poseidon smiled, understanding and left for the Big House to inform Dionysus and Chiron that he was taking his leave.
Even now, Percy allowed himself a small smile as he took in his father's sudden departure.

"Typical Dad." He murmured. It never ceased to amaze him how abruptly his father's mood could change. Looking around and seeing he was alone, Percy decided that this would be the best time to escape the confines of the infirmary especially as it seemed everyone would be at the campfire now so he could creep to his cabin unnoticed and without people pressing him for details of his latest epic fight against a monster in the world of the mortals.

As he slipped out of the building, he caught the sea breaze blowing from the beach and decided watch the funeral of sorts- after all, surely he could not feel any worse. It may even help him come to terms with his loss and give him some peace in witnessing the completion of Blackjack's final wish.

Quietly, he hid behind the bushes near the beach where he had a clear view of the shore. Other pegusi had gathered and were huddle around something that Percy could not bear to look at for too long. He didn't notice his father's arrival until the pegusi moved aside swiftly.

He watched as his dad whispered something (a final blessing perhaps?) and watched as the tide was forward pulling his lost friend into the ocean. He saw the black mass dissolve into the current and soon there was nothing left.

"Don't be stupid," He berated himself, as he felt his eyes well up again. "Once was embarrassing enough. Zeus only knows what the Gods must think of me now, breaking down like that." He shook his head and inhaled deeply.

Just as he was about to move away, he heard,

"Percy."

Crap. Caught.

Turning around he met his Dad's gaze once more and despite the circumstance smiled sheepishly at being found out. Poseidon seemed to catch on to his son's line of thought and chuckled slightly, though it did not fully reach his eyes.

"Be careful Son. The Manticore is still out there and able to some damage but do not allow him to bait you into a trap, especially while you and Annabeth are in this state. I will see you soon."

And with that, the Sea God melted back into the ocean, taking the tide with him. The Pegusi dispersed quickly none saying anything to Percy. However, Porkipie turned to him and said, "What belonged to the ocean, has returned to the ocean. He is at peace...Lord..."

Percy could not bring himself to correct the Pegasus and merely nodded his head.

As he left to return to his cabin, he thought over all the things that cause the incident in New York. He decided that lack of stealth was one when it came to escaping the hellhound that started the fight. Then again he rarely used sneakiness to destroy the monsters, after all, he was more of a 'jab-it-with-a-sword-and-see-what-happens' type of fighter, which was balanced out by Annabeth's wisdom and tactics which made them such a good team.

Although this had proven he would not always be able to rely on her and decided this was something he work on to take his mind off of things for a while.

He was almost at his cabin when a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Percy!"
Caught.
Again.

Yup, he thought as he turned to face his more than a little displeased mentor, he defiantly had to work on stealth.

A/N: Well if you've stuck with this story, you're a truly good person. Just hit the review button and favourite. Please!
Hope you liked it and the next chapter should be up soon!