Three days in the infirmary a Solangelo Fanfic

Wounded

A/N: I would like to put in here that Hazel and Frank stayed with the other camp Jupiter campers in their tents. and then left after Nico told them that Leo was dead. Just in case you were wondering where Hazel was since they would otherwise be sharing a cabin.

Nico

I walked back to my cabin porch and looked at the infirmary. Sure enough, there stood Will in his orange camp shirt and his khaki shorts and his flip-flops. Was that proper doctor attire? he was too busy with all of his patients to even notice that little old me was staring at him from almost a football field away. I brushed off any thoughts of Will, he definitely didn't like me that way. He's not gay not to mention that he only cared about me when I was an interesting medical case and about to fade into the shadows. No one would even miss me if I died, I can't believe I fought against the opportunity to die. I walked back into my cabin to take my first shower since I started lugging the Athena Parthenos across the country.

I made a mistake in thinking that it would feel good, turns out showering with probably over thirty open wounds isn't a pleasant experience. And it was probably worse than it would've been since they were all, likely, infected. I held back my screams as much as I could to make sure that nobody that could've been close to my cabin would hear my otherwise completely agony-filled screams. And finished up my shower. 

When I walked out into my room I started to take stock of all of my injuries to see what I could do about it. And it was just slightly concerning. I counted thirty-six werewolf claw marks, twenty of which had been hastily stitched, none of which were healing or looking any better. I had a sword wound to my arm that looked ok, I had lost close to twenty pounds, at least, so now I really was just a sack of flesh and bones. I could count all of my ribs and my face was a lot more hollow than I remembered. 

I walked over to a cabinet in my bathroom and took out the stuff every cabin was supplied with. There were a few bandages, nectar and ambrosia, and rubbing alcohol. I couldn't take any more nectar or ambrosia because I had been stuffed with the stuff only five days ago and didn't want to risk an overdose. And bandages and rubbing alcohol would only help the sword wound if anything at all. So I just put it all back and went and sat on the porch, I tried sleeping some more but now that I wasn't passing out from exhaustion my nightmares were catching up with me.

Will

The infirmary was clearing out, everyone who was left was in a stable position. And I was really proud of myself because we didn't lose a single camper, CHB, or Camp Jupiter. I finally decided to take some rest, I was dead on my feet from using my healing son of Apollo powers so much in the past few days. The Apollo cabin was just across the way but I was just too tired to make it so I slept in the nightshift bed while one of my siblings took over the Infirmary.

3rd Person POV

Both the boys wasted the rest of their day away. Will slept for twelve hours and Nico spent a lot of time just observing the other campers from his porch. 

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When Will woke up and it was dark outside he realized just how long he had been asleep. It was now past curfew so he would have to stay in the infirmary the rest of the night or fear getting eaten by harpies, he tried to go back to sleep but couldn't. So he went and sat on the porch.

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Nico wanted to go to sleep but was scared of the things that would haunt him. He had only been able to sleep effectively when he was exhausted from his powers, Reyna had helped him feel safe when he slept during their time transporting the Athena Parthenos together. And he hadn't had any nightmares in the past five days because his mind and body were so shut down he didn't have space for anything else other than a dreamless sleep. But now, he wasn't exhausted, only injured and haunted by the trauma that going through Tartarus alone brung. But he had done this before, he could go months without a wink of sleep easily. 

So Nico sat on the porch of the Hades cabin, looking out at the rest of camp. He didn't go to the singalong, he heard everyone singing cheerfully and that always told him to back off. Whenever he entered a space everyone would get scared and go quiet. He just enjoyed everyone's joy from afar, from where it was safe. After an hour things quieted down as people headed to their cabins, Nico entered his cabin during that hour until everyone had gone to sleep. And then after he successfully avoided all human contact, went back to sitting on his porch. 

Unfortunately with the darkness surrounding him, his nightmares reached him. He had never once thought that the terrors would reach him while he was awake but now they had. His body began to shake uncontrollably as he lost control of his powers. The shadows reached out to him, begging him to enter and never return. Bones popped up around him like Hazel's jewels, and then the terrors truly began.