#piper pjo

"How is he here?" Apollo demanded, not looking up.

"I don't know,"

Apollo swore in Ancient Greek. Piper was too disconnected to catch it all, but she could tell just by his tone that it was enough to get another banishment from Olympus.

Apollo moved the towel and pressed his hands over the holes in Jason's chest. His shirt burned away under the heat. He cursed again.

"He's losing too much blood. Even if I can close the wound and rebuild the tissue enough, it won't matter,"

Piper's mind raced. She didn't know shit about medicine. But she did remember when she and Jason donated blood together at Camp Half Blood. They had the same blood time— B+.