Medical Building

Jupiter sighed quietly and sat on the cot next to Luke. "Son, I know this is hard for you to wrap your head around, but it is the truth. Everyone here, they are sons and daughters of myself and the other Gods and Goddesses. You're not alone in this." he told him.

"No, I'm surrounded by crazy nutjobs!" Luke yelled, standing and swaying where he stood, but tried to make for the door anyway, even though he couldn't see and the world felt like it was spinning.

Jupiter suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the door. "You're unwell. You need to rest." Jupiter said.

Luke blinked as the figure came into focus, then frowned. "Weren't you just over-" he waved his hand and swayed violently.

Jupiter glanced over his son's shoulder and vanished as Morge came out of the backroom. "Luke, you shouldn't be up right now," Morge said, rushing over to him.

"Where'd he go?" Luke asked, confused, half ignoring her as he part spun, part staggered around, looking for Jupiter.

"Who?" Morge asked. "Please, Luke lay down."

"D'nno," Luke shrugged, on the verge of passing out.

"Okay, that's it. Michael!" Morge shouted, hoping he was still there. She grabbed Luke's arms firmly to steady him.

Michael stuck his head out of the back room, and swore. "At Hercule," he hissed to himself, rushing forwards to help. "What's up with him?" he sighed as he helped manoeuvre him to the cot. ((Translation- by Hercules, by God, etc))

"He keeps mumbling about someone being here." Morge said and tucked Luke in when he was settled.

Michael helped Morge. "Do you think he's hallucinating?"

"It's possible. There's also been talk of the Gods visiting when we need them. Perhaps..." she trailed off and pursed her lips. "Nevermind. It's only talk."

"We should keep an eye on him, in case," Michael advised.

"Of course," Morge replied, curling her hair behind her ears. "I hope he's alright."

"He should be, I think," Michael nodded.

Morge let out a sigh and looked at Michael. "How are you? Are you good?" she asked.

Michael nodded. "I got my official status so it's a bit stressful, but y'know." He grinned.

Morge smiled. "That's great to hear." she said.

"Yeah," Michael grinned.

Luke jolted awake, blinking rapidly to clear the sleep from his eyes. He looked around in confusion, not relaxing when Michael crossed to him and spoke to him in a reassuring tone, explaining everything over again. "I- what?" he asked, and Michael sighed, looking around for someone else to help him explain.