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It was many hours later when the first signs of movement occurred. It was ten minutes after that before she really woke up. Though she wasn't really fully conscious and fell back to sleep before the doctor could even get to the room. Through the night Bridie woke up for short periods of time, not making much sense if she said anything at all. The doctor assured the men that it was nothing to worry about and was common for someone who was in a medically induced coma and on as potent of a pain killer as she was. It wasn't until late morning the next day she actually woke up.

"What the-" Birdie mumbled. Her head was foggy, her body hurt, and she was hungry as all hell as well as feeling like she could drink a lake.

"Hey, easy does it," a familiar voice said soothingly.

After blinking a few times and she could see more clearly, she looked to her right, where she heard the voice. A familiar head of dirty blond hair and a smirk-like grin greeted her.

"Owen?" She croaked out.

"Glad to know you didn't forget my beautiful face." he joked.

Birdie went to look for some water but before she could even ask a cup with a straw was presented to her. She eagerly sipped from the cup, quenching her thirst only slightly before the cup was pulled away.

"Not too much Birdie, you're liable to throw up if you overwhelm your body." Another familiar voice chided.

Birdie looked up and smiled when she saw Will. She then looked to the other side of her bed where Chiron and Nico were looking at her with small smiles on their face.

"Hi," She smiled.

"Hey Tweety Bird," Nico said with the softest smile she'd seen directed at anyone other than Will.

"I hate that nickname."

"Yeah well, your stupidity almost made you a dead bird." Will glared.

"I'm in a lot of pain and my head is foggy, please save all 'that was stupid you could have died' lectures until a later date." Birdie mumbled.

"I will do no such thing. Do you have any idea what could have happened? What did happen. I-"

"Will, not the time," Nico said coming up behind Will and placing a hand on his shoulder. "Glad you're not dead. That would have sucked." He smirked.

"For who, you or me?" Birdie asked.

"I would have been the one having to deal with worry-wort over here so you tell me."

"And you say I'm the annoying one," Will mumbled.

"Alright boys, that is enough. Ms. Torrent does not need the two of you bickering so soon after waking." Chiron said wheeling closer to Birdie's side. "How are you feeling my child?"

"Groggy as hell."

"Yes, getting thrown around by a couple of dinosaurs will do that to you I suppose."

"Why does this feel like one of your 'lecture not lectures'?"

"Perhaps because you know you were foolish." Chiron rose an eyebrow.

"Rude, I knew I'd be fine. I too cool to die young." Birdie joked.

"That is precisely what worries me." He said with a stern look.

By this time, the doctor had been paged and came into the room to check Birdies vitals and ask her questions. As he questioned her, she woke up more, her body quickly fighting the loopy effects of the drugs. Soon after, the doctor left and encouraged everyone to let her rest.

Birdie looked over to Owen and gave him a long, hard, look.

"Have you even showered?" Birdie asked as she finished her analyzing.

"What?"

"Have you showered, slept, done any form of self-care?" She rapid fired.

"Wha-no, not really. I got a few hours of sleep on the plane here but that's about it." Owen admitted rubbing the back of his neck.

"Owen," She breathed, her unhappiness leaking through.

"Don't give me that. You almost died, hell, the doctor said it was nothing short of a miracle you even made it to the table. I wasn't risking waking up and you not being there. I couldn't." He said.

Neither party was aware of the other three men leaving the room slowly, realizing that the two needed space and privacy to talk.

"But I am alive. And how shitty would it have been for me to wake up and you be passed out from malnourishment or of an infection because you haven't showered."

"I'm fine Birdie, really. I'm more concerned about you." He said, placing a gentle hand on hers.

"I'm gonna be okay. I promise."

Birdie speaks softly, she saw in his eyes the cold hard fear. She wasn't sure what kind of a state he last saw her in, and from the pieces she'd gathered from the doctor and offhanded comments from Will and Owen, it wasn't anything good. She could feel it to some degree. But she was sure it looked worse than she felt. And with him being in the dark about her genetics, she could see why he was so shaken up. It broke her a little bit to see him so worried.

It was funny, looking back, she wasn't really sure when he suddenly meant so much to her. He was a friend, sure, but she didn't realize how much they'd come to care for each other. There was always playful flirting, but now, looking back on their time together, and the look in his eyes at that moment, she wondered how much of it was really just for fun.

"I know that you're strong, stronger than anyone I've ever met. But when it was all over. You looked- you were so bloody, so broken. I-" Owen is cut off trying to keep a sob from escaping his mouth. The stress and fear of the last 48hours taking its toll on him.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna be fine. I'll heal up in no time and we can both get back on our feet and figure everything out from there. Okay?"

"Yeah, alright." Owen agreed, wiping some of the tears off his face with a long sigh.

With that, Birdie drifted off to sleep again, knowing that when she woke she would have a clearer mind and a better idea of what was gonna happen next.

When Birdie awoke, it was dark outside. She still wasn't sure what time it was, but by the stillness of the room and the hallway, she had to guess it was late. The first thing she did notice, however, was that there was a large figure in her room.

"Isn't it a bit risky to be out of the wheelchair in the open like this?" Birdie asked.

The centaur startled a bit before turning to look at her from his spot by the window.

"This late I think I'll be okay. And your night nurse happens to be a past ward of the camp." Chiron said as he walked over to her bed. "How are you feeling my child?"

"Better than before. I can feel my body fighting to fix everything." Birdie answered.

"Yes I would think so, even with your accelerated healing, it is a miracle you are healing as well as you are."

"Never thought feeling my body stitching itself would be such a pleasant feeling." Birdie joked.

"You are very lucky Birdie, you have no idea how close to death you came. There is a reason we were so quick to find out you were here and hurt." Chiron said gravely.

"What'd'ya mean?"

"Mr. Di Angelo sensed your death rapidly approaching. We got here as fast as we could when he said that."

"Oh," That shook Birdie. She knew how grave it was if Nico had sensed her incoming demise. She knew she was bad, she just didn't realize it was 'on death's door' bad.

"Speaking of your healing, does Mr. Grady know of your lineage?" Chiron asked, changing the subject in a way only he could.

"No, no one does. Why?"

"Well it's just you two seem so close, I just assumed you would have told him."

"Okay, first of all, please don't pull that on me. I don't need you meddling in my love life." Birdie said, giving the old centaur a look, "Secondly, it's not exactly an everyday conversation to have. Like, 'oh hey just letting ya know, my mom's a goddess and I've spent my life killing monsters with a magic bow'. I mean, he'd think I'm crazy."

"I doubt that. He seems to care for you quite a bit, I think he'd be rather open to it."

"Uh huh, sure." Birdie deadpanned, one eyebrow raised in suspicion.

"You do not have to believe me, but I speak only from what I have witnessed."

"Speaking of, where is Owen?" Birdie asked.

"He left about an hour ago at my persistence. He was to take a shower and get some food. I assume he will be back shortly."

"And the boys?"

"I sent them back to camp. They couldn't do much, and Will was annoying all of the staff so Nico took him home." He said with a fond smile.

"I'm glad the two of them are making that work. I was worried they were going to self-sabotage it."

"They work quite well together." Chiron remarked, "Almost like you and Mr. Grady from what I can tell."

Birdie just groaned as Chiron let out a laugh. The two left the conversation there and let the room fade to a peaceful silence as Birdie contemplated Chiron's words.