The fight hadn't gone as expected. Caligula had managed to stab Jason with a sword of Imperial gold and he was now back in Camp Half-Blood in the infirmary, in a coma. The wound had been very bad but you had stayed there by his side every day, waiting for him to wake up again. One night, as you were holding his hand and finished reading to him a page of your favourite book you saw him shift a little

"What..." He groaned confused and in pain with his eyes still half closed