Three days in the infirmary a Solangelo Fanfic

What Happened That Week?

Nico

I woke up in an infirmary bed to a lot of hustle and bustle surrounding me. I felt like absolute shit but I would really prefer to be in my own bed in the Hades cabin, so I got up and left. No one seemed to notice when I just left the infirmary, I had been hoping that Solace would care at least a little bit about me. He must only care if someone's about to die. I stood up and sat right back down. I was a little light-headed, after a minute I tried standing up slower and I got up just fine. I grabbed my sword from under the bed and walked over to my cabin.

The second my head hit the pillow of my coffin-shaped bed in the Hades cabin I passed out, cold. And before you ask- I didn't choose the decorations for the Hades cabin, I wasn't even on the decorating committee. To be fair I was playing Pluto's ambassador at Camp Jupiter so I was busy. I just guess everybody thought Hades kids lived like vampires, at least my coffin was comfy.

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I woke up and realized that it was an entire day later, I've slept for longer before so this didn't surprise me. But I was absolutely starving, I called Jules-Albert who wasn't too happy to act as a butler because he wasn't driving but seeing my current state of being he did me a solid and picked up some McDonalds for me. After thanking him, and devouring my happy meal, I passed out from the pain of all of my magically non-healing werewolf scratches and various other wounds.

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I woke up three days later, feeling a lot better. Considering that my previous state of feeling was 'I'm about to die, and pass out, and all of my wounds are killing me but that's not why I'm going to die.' I wasn't feeling a hundred percent yet and was actually still in excruciating pain. But I felt like I was only going to die because of my wounds and blood loss instead of fading into the shadows. So that was all good news. I decided that I would wait until the sun was in the sky to go outside and talk to the Argo II crew and tell them that I hadn't left camp again.

I watched as the sun rose in the sky, it was now officially five days since the war with Gaia ended. I knew that I had to tell everyone that Leo was dead so I sucked up all the everything I was feeling and was about to leave and socialize when I realized that I was still in this horrid Hawaiian shirt. So I peeked into the one drawer I kept of emergency clothes I kept at camp for whenever I came by and pulled out a black skull t-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans that still looked too baggy on me. I looked in the mirror and saw just how emaciated I looked, so I grabbed my aviator jacket to hide my stick figure of a frame and attached my sword to my hip. I took one more look and figured that this was much better, plus it hid all of my hastily stitched wounds.

After I walked out of my cabin I noticed that I still hadn't showered but it was too late, the entire seven saw me and walked towards me. I hope they don't notice I stink.

They didn't notice. They were all too preoccupied with Leo's disappearance. They wanted to know what they feared knowing, is Leo dead? I turned to my sister, Hazel, she gave me a look that told me she felt it too. She must've been doubting herself because she had waited for me to verbalize what she already knew. Percy spoke up, "So is Leo...Is-is he dead?" I could hear the heartbreak in his voice, he knew, everyone knew. They just didn't want to believe it, "Leo is dead." What I didn't tell them is that I had this weird feeling that made me think that maybe, just maybe Leo wasn't still dead. I knew Hazel wouldn't have felt it because it took me a while of honing my abilities to be able to tell things like this, and this is also the first time that I would use my senses like this. Which is why I didn't say a word, I couldn't be entirely sure that I was right.

They all turned away from me and left, reminding me that no one really cared about me and that it was stupid to have fought the shadows. I mean, I would always be an outcast. No one liked the freakish weird kid, but I don't mind. If I don't get close to anyone then no one will find out, no one will ever know that I'm gay. I know that now it's pretty widely accepted but it's hard to shake the way I was taught to feel about homosexuals, and I'm still scared of what people will think of me. I just don't want to add another reason as to why no one likes me or wants to hang out with me or be friends with me.

What about Will? What did he do during that week?

Will

I kept busy, I was the best healer in the Apollo cabin. Not to mention I was also the head counselor of the Apollo cabin. It's a great position to have in the middle of two possibly catastrophic wars, really. (A/N: if you can't tell he's being super sarcastic right now.) I just love watching all of the people I know and love die when I can't save them, and being exhausted from using my powers so much. It's just splendid. 'breaks down sobbing internally.'

Since I absolutely hate it when people I love die because it jarrs me to my core I worked fervently. I would not let myself lose even one person, I was dead set on my goal. So much so that I almost forgot how worried I was about di Angelo. Emphasis on almost. Every night when I got my one, maybe two hours of sleep it was filled with thoughts and feelings for Nico di Angelo. It's not a secret I'm gay, but it's not like I run around yelling 'taste the rainbow' or anything. I don't hide it, alright, It's just that I don't openly tell everyone that I'm gay. But all of my feelings will go to waste because there is no way that di Angelo feels the way I do, he's from the 1930s, and no one from the 1930s was gay or ever thought about being gay. If you were gay in the 1930s you were looked at like a witch would be looked at during the Salem witch trials. You would be burned at the societal stake.

At least I could relish any friendship I could have with Nico, eventually, I know I will get over my stupid crush for a guy who is technically seventy to eighty years older than me. (A/N: But like there's maybe a year difference biologically so it's totally fine that we ship these two...right?)