Somehow Nico di Angelo, Will's best friend had ended up in the hospital where Will worked. Apparently, he walked in the front door with 4 broken ribs and a stab wound.

Will walked in room 476 to see a sleeping Nico di Angelo. He had asked to be the nurse for this particular person. The nurse on shift in this section owed him for something a while back and it had been perfect. He picked up the report clipboard and looked through it. They had given Nico morphine for the pain and bandaged and set his broken bones and wounds.

He looked at the clock. It was 11:47 and Nico apparently hadn't eaten in 28 hours. Well. I'm going to change that.

He walked down to the kitchen to get some food, gods know that he was way too skinny and needed more meat on those bones. He looked at the buffet and panicked, he didn't know what Nico liked to eat. Nico was Italian, right? He remembered him saying that one day. Italians like spaghetti right? He decided that even if Nico didn't want to eat it, he would.

He got a plate and scooped a big plate of angel hair with marinara sauce and brought it up to the room. Nico was still sleeping and you can't eat while you were sleeping, at least he thought so.

Nico had apparently shifted around while he was gone and now had a mountain of pillows on top and around him. He set the plate down on the night stand and gently shook the small boy. Nico shifted and rolled onto his face. Will shook him harder, saying his name,

" Nico, you have to get up"

He got a groan in reply and a muffled sound that kinda sounded like lightning.

" What was that Nico?" Nico shuffled around int he bed and his head popped out behind one.

" I said fight me" came from behind a pillow.

" Nico its 12:08 you have to eat lunch, you haven't eaten in 28 hours"

Nico's reply was the same,

" fight me"

Will just signed and moved the pillows, seeing the groggy Nico di Angelo with his hair sticking everywhere and sleeve half off his shoulder. Nico slowly dragged himself into a sitting position and glared at the plate of food.

"Will I'm not hungry."

" I don't care Nico you are not starving under my watch."

Nico grumbled and grabbed the plate grudgingly. He stuck the fork into the spaghetti and twisted it to get it onto the fork. He slowly put the fork in his mouth. His eyes widened and he swallowed as quickly as he possibly could.

" will there is no possible way that I am eating that. "

"Was it really that bad?"

" it was horrendous, that is a disgrace to my culture."

NEXT DAY

Will walked into the same situation as he did yesterday. Nico di Angelo had barricaded himself with pillows on the bed.

Instead of wasting time like he had yesterday, he got right to the point and taking the covers off of the bed.

" fight me" came from the mountain.

" nico are we really going to do this again?"

He started to say his now signature sentence and it dissolved into a coughing fit.

" Nico I'm not going to fight you because I know you'd win." He then proceeded to take the smaller boys vitals and then left.

The rest of the day, Nico di Angelo was the main thing on the nurse's mind. He had a crush on Nico ever since he met him. The boy was quite cute if you caught him off guard. He knew what he was going to do tonight.

NICO'S POV

When he awoke the next morning he expected a repeat of the last two days. And he was given clearance to leave this morning so he sat up, the sunlight blinding him. He was about to leave when he saw a piece of paper on the nightstand with scribbling on it.

He picked up the note and was very surprised at what the note said.

Dear Nico,

Fight me.

314-577-8976

Love,

Will solace.