Trust Me, I Promised

Chapter 1

     As Nico walked back the Will, he thought about what he had told Percy and Annabeth. He worried that they would tell people that he was gay, but isn't that what he wanted? If it wasn't then why did he admit his old feelings to Percy?

     Then he thought about Will, what did Will think of Nico? Did he think of him as a friend. By the way he acted Nico sure thought that he did, but why?

     "Hey, Nico, NICO!" Will yelled out.

     Abruptly Nico noticed that he was standing on the Apollo cabin's porch.

     "Are you ok, what's wrong?" Will asked, seeming confused.

   

      "Yeah, Will I'm fine, just thinking . . . ," Nico said, a bit shocked from Will yelling.

     "About what? Whatever it was it had to be important."

     "Nothing important, just the A.D.H.D. acting up," Nico said. "You don't have to worry or anything."

     Will looked at Nico curiously, he did look to be deep in thought. But Will just brushed it off.

     "So then . . . the infirmary," Will stated, and gave Nico one of his signature smile, the could legally blind someone.

     "Uh . . . Will, are sure you want a Hades child in the infirmary?" Nico said, unsure that it would be a good idea.

     Will looked at Nico as if he had taken a cookie from the cookie jar without asking, to which Will had done before, and had been grounded faster than bee's spread pollen.

     "Of course I do Nico, you need rest. And I need to observe you so you don't melt into a shadow," Will said, "Plus I'm your friend and I want to spend time with you to get to know you."

     Will looked Nico up and down warily, curious to see if he'd say anything. He then noticed the badly, still infected werewolf marks on Nico's arm.

     "Oka--" Nico tried to say.

     "NICO DI ANGELO, why haven't you mentioned these before, they could be seriously infected," Will said, "We need to get you to the infirmary so I can stitch those again."

     Nico was surprised that Will had yelled again, but it wasn't an angry yell, it was a worried yell, and that comforted Nico. Someone worrying about him made him feel wanted, and that was something he hadn't had in a long time.

     As they walked there, Will's doctor side took over, and he lectured Nico about his poor health, and eating habits.

     When they walked into the infirmary there were so many people, Roman's and Greek's alike, although the Roman's left. The Roman's that were injured couldn't travel back to Camp Jupiter.

     Most of the people were staying there short term, so they slept on the open beds, but the people who were staying there long term, or had a serious injury or condition, were staying in the back rooms.

     Since Will knew that Nico had a serious condition he led him to one of those room's, Nico never saying a word.

     Will looked back at Nico to see that he had a painful expression written across his face.

     "Nico, what's wrong," Will asked, concern covering his face. "Are you okay, is it the shadows?"

     "No, I'm not in pain . . . but these people, most of them will die overnight." Nico said getting quite at the end.

     Will nodded sadly, understanding what he was talking about. See, Nico didn't actually like death. He had seen too much in his fourteen years of life, whether in war or in battles, sometimes even on the news when he watched it.

     They went into a hallway, and walked to the farthest room. The room was all white with light baby blue lines on the walls. It had a white tiled floor and big windows with white curtain's covering them. The bed was pushed against the middle of the wall on the opposite side of the windows, and a little desk sat besides the bed looking sad compared to the machines and such that sat like soldiers on guard around the room.

     "So, this is your room, and I'm going to give you a checkup to start you out," said Will as he picked up a clipboard and wrote something's down with the attached pen.

    As the check up went on Will took Nico's weight, scolded him, and took other various things, such as heart beat and blood pressure.

     When he started stitching the werewolf marks, Nico winced, but was otherwise unaffected. He had been through a lot. A tiny needle, some thread and some blood didn't bother him.

     Throughout the check up Nico couldn't help notice how Will's muscles flexed when he lifted his arm to get something. He was glad that Will was in doctor mode and wasn't looking up from the clipboard.

     Nico noticed things about Will that he had never noticed before, such as the way the sun hit his hair and how hot his laid back expression was. How his eyebrows pushed together in the middle when he was thinking and how his skin looked like pure, smooth, liquid gold crafted by the gods themselves.

     No, he did not like Will, but just because he didn't like him didn't mean he couldn't appreciation something beautiful.

     "Well that's it Nico," Will said when he was done with the werewolf marks. "They should be good if they hurt anymore tell me. Right now you need rest, so I'm going to go, I'll check on you later and bring you food when the dinner bell rings."

     Will smiled a dazzling smile at Nico and he was momentarily blinded.

     "Uh . . . Okay, I'll just go to sleep then," Nico pointed to the bed and slowly began to lay down, very awkwardly.

     "Oh no you don't," Will said. "You have to get changed and take a shower first"

     "Okay, Solace, then let me go get my imaginary clothes from my cabin." Nico said sarcastically.

     "Hardy har har, so funny." Will replied, "Nico we have spare clothing that you will be given, though it's all white so it's not exactly your style."

     "It'll be fine, Solace, just give me them." Replied a tired Nico, right after Will have Nico the clothing and he had left Nico hopped in the shower after stripping away all the nasty clothing he had dreaded wearing.

     When he got into the shower he started the water and slowly he had realaxes under the warm water, and realized how tired he actually was. Not just from the physical strain he went through, but the mental as well.

     Nico was tired of have to go off to war and he was tired of battles, he just wanted a calm life with a calm family. And with that thought he got out of the shower, toweled off, got dressed, and laid on the bed and instantly fell asleep.