Lost (Nico Di Angelo X Reader) (DISCONTINUED)

Pan

Y/N's POV 

          I saw the unfortunate satyr pass out, his head dropping against the red floor. I got up and hopped over to Nico and the satyr. When Nico saw that I was struggling to come to him, he ran over to assist me over. I put my arm around his shoulders and both of us rush to him, me nearly falling. I drop to my knee (not both, just one) next to him and checked his pulse. 

          "His heart is beating, but I still think we should check him for any severe injuries," I inform Nico. He nods and checks his legs, arms, face, neck, head, chest, and back. 

          "Looks like he has a minor injury on his cheek. It's bleeding a bit, but we just have to clean it up and he'll be ok," Nico said. "But the only thing is, why did he pass out?" 

          "Poor satyr looks like he's been through a lot. He must have lost a lot of energy while most likely running from monsters," I replied. "Plus, not to be offensive, he looks extremely old." 

          "Let's help him get to a safer place. You know, a place not out in the open." 

          "Right." 

          Both Nico and I helped him out. I nearly smacked my injured leg out of frustration it making me struggle so much. If I had been at Camp Half-Blood, the Apollo kids would have me fixed up in no time, but since that 'Bob' sent us down here, it just hurts more than it should. 

          We stopped next to a boulder and let his back lean against it.  

          "Now that I think about it, this guy looks familiar," Nico said. "Oh no.. it's Pan." 

          "How did he end up here?" I asked.

          "I don't know, but for whatever reason it is, it might not be a fun bed time story," Nico replies. 

A/N

So sorry it's short! I hope you still liked it! :D