In the darkness, one finds light. (Solangelo)

Cupid gets them a hotel room

 "How cute." Cupid said, antagonizing Nico a bit. Nico frowned, and briefly considered throwing his pack straight into Cupid's smug face. Nico glanced at Will, who looked between the two in confusion.

"Wait." Will said. "Who is he? Cupid? Who is Cupid?" Nico resisted the urge to face palm. Of course. Cupid was his roman name, and Will was greek. Not to mention that he grew up in the camp. So the mortal's obsession with Cupid probably hasn't reached him.

"His name is-"

"My name doesn't matter." Cupid interrupted, glaring pointedly at Nico, who shut his mouth in return. Cupid leaned back against the door in satisfaction.

"Now, I believe that we should get right to the point." He said. Nico's brow furrowed.

"The point?" Nico inquired. Cupid laughed. It sounded like bells and spring breeze fluttering through the trees. Nico's stomach flip flopped involuntarily. He almost gagged in response to it.

"My fee for transportation of course!" He said, spreading his arms wide. Will shoved Nico aside and he fell to the ground with a strangled cry.

"Fee? We killed a water hydra for your stupid coin! That was our fee!" Will seemed either uncaring, or unaware that he had shoved Nico out of his way in favor to get all up in Cupid's face. He would have been offended if he didn't understand the temptation.

"That was that stupid harvest God's fee. Not mine." He reached into the silky fold of his robes, and fumbled around for a bit. His perfect eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

"Ah! Here it is!" He produced a small, heart shaped bottle that had a clear fizzy liquid in it. "I'd give it to you," he said talking pointedly at Will, "But your feelings are developing quite nicely if I do say so myself." He instead turned his attention to Nico, who was still on the ground watching the situation unfold.

"My feelings?" Will asked a bit flustered. Cupid help up a hand as if saying 'shush mortal.'

"No. Way." Nico said threw clenched teeth. He knew exactly what was in that bottle, and there was no way in hell he was touching it let alone drinking it.

"I'm afraid it's the only way." Cupid said with feigned sadness. "Your time is ticking by. Slowly, but surely." Nico scowled up at him. He remembered with horror the time Cupid had forced Nico to admit his deepest secret to him in front of Jason Grace. At the time, it was the worst punishment Nico could possible imagine, but it had come to bring him one of his best friends. So in a way, Cupid had done him a small favor. Not that that justified it in any way.

"What is it?" Will asked leaning forward. Cupid pulled it away from him.

"Not for you, that's what it is." Cupid snapped. "Make your decision, demigod. The clock is ticking, and I am needed elsewhere." Nico looked away. 

On one hand, he had no idea how he would react to one of Cupid's love potions. Will had no idea what was going on, let alone who was standing in front of them. The god of love himself. But Will and Nico had to get to Las Vegas. Which was a two or three week walk at least, and they didn't have a car. Nico didn't have the energy to shadow travel either. He was truly in a desperate corner.

"You'll take us straight to death's door?" Nico asked cautiously.

"On my honor." Cupid said holding up a hand.

"And that will wear off?" Nico asked nodding toward the heart bottle in Cupid's palm.

"Eventually." Cupid said with a shrug. Nico had a feeling he was just saying that to get Nico to drink the potion already.