*WARNING* Self harm and drug abuse are recurring themes in this story.

Percy was asleep in his cabin until the temperature in the room began to drop and the corner of the room began to shift and darken. He shot upright. "Who's there?" He spoke groggily. The mass in the corner of the room began to take a distinct shape and fall to the floor. "Nico?" Percy asked when the darkness dissipated and he could make out Nico's features. There was no response. He turned on the light and gasped when he saw the frail kid covered in blood. He ran over and searched for the wound. He couldn't find the gash responsible for all the bleeding until he gave up and yanked the jacket off Nico. His left arm was covered in cuts and gashes, one in particular was bleeding profusely, located on the vein near his wrist.

"Percy, I didn't know where to go," Nico whispered. Percy noticed that his breath smelled strongly of alcohol. He picked up the surprisingly light Nico and ran to the Big House as fast as he could, knowing that no one would be in the infirmary this late.

When he got there he yelled for Chiron. Nico was burning up. In about a minute the man rolled out of a room, looking slightly annoyed. That didn't last long. When he saw Nico, the color drained from his face. "Lay him down on the card table, now!" Percy did as he was told. "Get bandages, disinfectant, nectar and ambrosia." Percy dashed towards the empty infirmary as fast as he could.

He was back within a minute, but in that time, Nico had completely lost consciousness and the table was covered in blood. He had begun to stop bleeding, but he had already lost a lot of blood.

After almost half an hour, Chiron was able to stop the bleeding and dress the wounds.

Nico's eyes fluttered open and he instantly began to panic, his eyes wide in fear and his pupils dilated. Percy held Nico down.

"Chiron-"

"I know." Chiron cut Percy off. He had seen enough Party Ponies to know what drugs did. With no warning, Chiron struck Nico on the head and he stopped flailing. Percy looked at him in horror. "I panicked," Chiron said simply. "I had to stop him from hurting himself further."

"What happened to him?" Percy sighed.
"You're guess is as good as mine. But these wounds weren't from monsters, and I don't think he got the drugs from monsters either."

"What?!" It took Percy a few moments to take in the scene in front of him. Nico had been missing for almost 12 weeks after staying at the camp for three days after the war ended. His shirt was covered in blood and his left arm was bandaged from the shoulder to his hand.

Nico woke up with a splitting headache. He was use to the aching and headaches. The drugs did that to him. He didn't really mind, it was better than going off of them completely. He looked around and realized he was in Cabin 3, laying in Percy's bed.

"What happened?" Percy asked. He was crouched in the corner of the room, cleaning up the blood from last night.

"I decided to pay you a visit."

"Stop playing dumb. You know what I mean. You were high and stunk of alcohol. You were bleeding everywhere! Explain."

Nico just laughed. "I'm not as strong as you guys. You all got through this just fine. To put it simply, I didn't." He tried to stand up but swayed and fell to the floor. Percy rushed over to him.

"You're almost 15, you should be learning and falling in love. Not getting high and drunk, doing hell knows what to get cut up like that. Will has missed you so much. He spends his free time searching for you. We've all been so scared."

Nico's face got even paler. "Does he know?"

"Only Chiron and I know."

"I-" Nico sighed. "Percy, I need your help.