Life's Obstacles: Chapter 7

Jason's P.O.V.
Drew and I drank hot coffee. Drew and I gazed back and forth.

"So," I said uneasily, "What brings you to Alaska, Drew?"

She shrugged uneasily. "One of my relatives went to Alaska a few years back. And it was my aunt, unfortunately, I heard she had brain cancer, so I rushed down from NY to go here. But when a storm came in, I had to stop here."

I felt pitiful for her, after all, she was one of a few who was kind to me on my first day in Camp Half-Blood. An idea popped in my head, she was kind to me, not that kind friend, as in more than that.

I knew a perfect revenge for Piper. I sipped from my coffee. "Drew, let's say I have an offer for you, I bet you wouldn't miss for." I grinned.

She looked at me quizically. Then she understood my meaning and smiled a little bit.

Piper's P.O.V.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Grace, but Jake, losing more blood than ever, has only-" he checked his chart "-twenty-four hours before his heart gives up." Dr. Jarred said.

"What?" I shrieked. I sat on my seat and sobbed openly. Leo patted my back.

"What does she have to do?" He tried to stay firm.

I knew he was just as terrified as I was, his own son was dying. Of course not a single dad will be happy to hear his son will die.

"Jake needs blood, as in, blood like his." Dr. Jarred said solemly.

Leo and I exchanged a glance, he knew what he meant with blood like his. He stepped forward.

"We'd like to have the operation now, please." He instructed.