{8~ a few days passed} Percy's point of view:

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For a few days we spent talking but as I awoke with frequent nightmares I knew Nico was getting worried. Especially as he didn't sleep much and preferred to make sure I was safe despite my protests. "That's the tenth one in two nights." He spoke, sleepily besides me. "I'm sorry." I spoke, but I felt him trace over my knuckles. "Don't be, you can't help it." I nodded and slowly I turned to face him.

"Would you like to talk about it?" I processed his words before doing just as he said, I knew they were of smelly Gabe but why they were coming back I had no idea. But as he frowned, he spoke the words I kind of wished he didn't. "How did you forget?" A small sigh escaped my lips and as I sat up, I began taking off my bracelets.

Once the last one slipped from my wrist, he sat up tracing over my scars. He swallowed nervously and took off his showing the words they carved into him. "I wish I could do that." He spoke, as a tear rolled down his face. I swiped it away, before pulling him into my arms. "Those words they carved Nico, is far from the truth." He looked at me in sadness and as I swiped his tears away, I entwined his fingers in mine before we slowly fell asleep. 

But when I awoke it was to him crying in his sleep, shouting in Italian. "Neeks..." I spoke shaking him, but he did not wake. "Nico." His tears splattered onto the pillow and as he began thrashing around I straddled him and woke him up with water. He gasped for unnecessary air, looking frantically around before he relaxed as he caught my gaze. "That's the fifth one this week." I whispered. He shrugged underneath me and I slowly climbed off. He sat up and with that we spent some of the minutes talking before, we fell in silence.

But as I watched the moonlight shine onto Nico, I bit my lip before slowly swiping away his tears. "You want to sleep?" He shook his head no, and I nodded in acceptance before I slowly laid back down and fell asleep once again. Hoping that tomorrow or something would be better or we could find out what was happening at Olympus...

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