Death Breath, the Debt Collector. (PJO/HP XC)

Recovery and Butterbeer

Very sorry for the long-awaited update. But your comments on the last chapter really help to motivate me. More comments, more frequent updates? Enjoy the filler chapter xx

"O Iris, Godess of the Rainbow, show my Will Solace at Camp Half-Blood." Nico tossed his coin into the mist supplied in the Room of Requirement. A foggy image appeared, then focused as a curly blond mess of hair appeared, smudged into a pillow. 

Nico had forgotten about the time difference. He made the calculations, and realized it was 7 am back home. Nico thought about canceling the call, but Will was usually up at 7, and he'd be upset if he had missed him. "Will!" He whisper-shouted at the image. 

"Wiiilllllll" He increased his volume. Will stirred, scratching his nose, and turned his head away. "Will!" Nico said again, firmly this time. Will waved a hand in his direction. 

"Will Solace!" Nico shouted. The blond rose quickly, the covers falling away to reveal his bare chest, which Nico did his best to ignore. 

"Nico! What are you doing, calling this early?" His voice was scratchy, which made Nico blush.

"Thought you said to call if I went and did something stupid, doc." Nico answered smoothly. 

If Will was a canine, his ears would've pearked up. "What do you mean? What did you do this time, Di Angelo?"

Nico looked down at his shirt, and thought about his scars. Will already knew about them. And accepted them. 

He carefully decided to speak about the incident without giving too much away. "I, uh, fell from a high altitude, and into a tree, and uh, started to fade whilst unconscience." 

Will shook his head. "Nico! You gotta take care of yourself." He scolded him. 

Nico shrugged. "Anways...what should I do?"

Will started to move about his cabin, and walked outside so they could speak in private. Most of his cabin-mates were sleeping, but still. Prying ears. 

"First off, no more of that shadow-business or underworld-ly stuff for two weeks. I mean it, Nico," He added when he started to protest. "You should also be eating some ambrosia, maybe some nectar as well. Maybe even incorporate it into your diet for the next day or two. To help with fading." 

Nico nodded. He was used to eating a large amount of the stuff, back when he was recovering from the pit and basically survived on it. 

"You got it, doc." He gave him a mock-salute. 

"Where are you, Nico?" Will got a far-away look in his eyes. 

"I'm on another quest for my dad. In Western Europe this time."  

"Are you coming back soon?" He asked. 

"I don't know, Will. But I think I should go, I'm not feeling well." That wasn't a lie. But Nico just knew that Will would let him leave if he said that. Nico didn't know why he said it either, he just got bored of the conversation. He missed him, he didn't want to IM, he wanted to be there. 

"IM me soon, okay, Nico?" Will looked at him with his big doe eyes. 

"I'll try. Bye, Will." He waved away the mist. 

Nico thought about shadow-traveling upstairs so he wouldn't have to walk all the way up there in his cotton pajamas, but decided against it. He didn't want to fade away whilst in the dormitory. That'd be awkward. 

Slowly but surely, he made his way up the stairs, not passing by any ghosts or stray students, which he thought was odd, but he was grateful for it.