Solangelo One Shots

A Thing of the Past

Will's POV
I found Nico at the climbing wall, scaling the death trap with incredible agility and skill. He maneuvered past the hot lava, hit the bell at the top, and slid down. He spotted me watching him from afar, looking uncomfortable, and came over to greet me.

"Hey, what's up?" He asked. I'm sure he could see the awkward expression on my face, and I felt bad about asking him to do what I wad about to ask him.

"Nico, I need your help," I murmured uncomfortably, not looking into his eyes.

"Yeah, anything," he said, giving me a grin. I loved my boyfriend. I took a shaky breath.

"I need you to help me talk to my sister. Well, half sister." Nico furrowed his eyebrows.

"Do you need to borrow a phone? I don't have one but I know Annabeth does." I shook my head.

"That's not what I meant. I need your help in raising her from the underworld." Nico's face morphed into something that resembled a mix of shock and confusion.

"Your sister... Is she dead?" I nodded, tears springing to my eyes.

"She died when I was seven, when I was almost killed by a hellhound. She wasn't a demigod, and she had no idea what was going on, but she jumped in front of it to save me." I shook my head. "After all this time I haven't even thought about her, but I think I'm ready. I want to tell her I'm sorry."

Nico didn't speak for a few minutes, and I was scared he would say no. I knew this was a lot to ask of a person, and I knew that Nico's underworld magic drained his energy. But then, to my surprise, Nico started to laugh.

"Sorry," he gasped. "I just think it's funny that your asking me to do my magic. You're usually so overprotective." He straightened up. "I'll do it, obviously." My heart leapt.

"Really?" I cried.

"Of course," Nico replied. "You're my boyfriend. I'd do anything for you." He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "But first, there's somewhere we need to go."

I had no idea how it had happened, but somehow Nico had managed to get twenty dollars from the Stoll brothers (it had been stolen, but Nico said that didn't matter) and had convinced Chiron to let us out of camp. There were times when I wondered if Nico was secretly a child of Hermes. To my great distaste, Nico had shadow traveled us into a small town a few miles away, and now we were at a McDonald's close to a nearby cemetery. I watched as Nico sank his teeth into a Big Mac, watching grease run down his face.

"You know that stuffs not food, right?" I grimaced. Nico shrugged and swallowed a colossal bite.

"I was starving, and I need my strength for tonight. Besides, it was the best I could get with the amount of money we had. Don't forget, I still had to buy those." He nodded to the three happy meals and six pack of coke that sat next to us.

"Fine, I guess I can't stop you from eating that poison," I sighed. "But I'm still not happy about it." I looked out the window to see purple and pink in the sky, signifying dusk. "It's getting late now. Should we go?" Nico nodded, finishing up his hamburger and wiping his face with a rough napkin on the table. He grabbed the six pack of coke, and I grabbed the three happy meals.

"Come on," he told me, holding open the door. "We still have a two mile walk."

The fall wind was ferocious, blowing my hair into a frenzy and making me wish that I had more than my orange camp half- blood tee shirt on. Nico was fine, toasty warm in the aviator jacket I had gotten him for his birthday.

"Are we almost there?" I shuddered, shivering as a freezing gust of wind rolled over me. Nico turned around, smirking.

"Are you cold? If you would just let me shadow travel us there, we'd be at the cemetery in a matter of seconds. I shook my head.