Nico's Return

Godsdam It Will You Asshole-ish Yet Smooth Little Shit

This Is going to be short!

Will's eyes blaze with fury at Nico's answer.

"What?" Will whispers, venom practically dripping from the word.

"I said no, you can't touch her anymore," I say smugly.

Will brings the knife against the child's neck, "I'm not touching her am I? And you never said that I had to return her tom Percy and Annabeth. You just made me swear that if I did she would be unharmed," Will tells Nico.

The smug grin drops from my face. There is no way in Hades that the others will find them in time and if I shouts to them, Zoe is dead. I have to say it. Gods, I just had to be clever. I should have found a way to buy him more time. Now, I'm fucked. I'm frantically tries to think a way out of this. I don't want to die, really truly. For nearly a decade of my life, I wanted nothing more to die, but I don't. I have a wonderful daughter and amazing friends and things to look forward to. I don't know way to get out of this, not this time. I though I would be okay, that I would walk out of here alive and so would everyone else. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I close my eyes, breathing deeply. I can do this, I have to do this. My life is a single cheerio in the box. But my death, my death doesn't have to be a worthless cheerio. It can save people, and I am going to do that. I have come to terms with this in a matter of seconds. A single tear runs down my cheek, and I smile. I remember all the amazing times I have had and all the amazing people that I love, and I'd like to think that they love me back. I open my eyes and look directly at Will.

"I swear on the river Styx that I love you, Will."