Okay so, first off, I don't own any of these characters. Any camp half-blood references don't belong to me either. Rick Riordan came up with all of these fantastic things that might come up in the story.

Second, this takes place after "What did I get my self into?" so if you haven't read that, I recommend that you do so.

Finally, This story and plot belong to me. If it somehow became yours before mine did, I'll be surprised because these stories took me about an hour to think about.

(Added about halfway through writing this chapter)-I ACCIDENTALLY MADE A MINOR TFIOS REFERENCE SO... RIGHT ON CROUTON IF YOU FIND IT.

Hope you enjoy! :)

Nico-

Monday 10:00 am. I woke up to rain against my window and Percy's hand on my cheek. His head was back against the headboard and his other hand was lightly resting on my bad shoulder. I smiled and closed my eyes again, resting my head back into Percy's torso. I felt him stir and hugged him with my right, uninjured, arm. He smiled. I love it when he smiles in his sleep because you start to think, what is making him so happy? Dogs? Cats? Blue foods?

Percy-

I dreamt of Nico. We were walking in this forest...but the forest was floating. It was like an island but it wasn't stationary. It was more like the woods grew on top of an aircraft carrier, swaying slowly, making the leaves rustle with every move. It was summer. All of the trees were green and baby animals ran everywhere. Suddenly, the trees swayed a bit more than before, we lost our footing, animals scrambled for shelter. A huge wave crashed over the entire island, drenching Nico and me in cold, salty water. Nico grabbed my hand, deathly afraid of water, and I wrapped my arm around him. "It's okay, Nico. I'll protect you." I'll protect you. God even in my dreams.

I hugged him close and He hid his face in my neck. Another wave came and we were pulled to the end of the island, floating in 4-foot-deep water. The water pulled us in a bit more and the seaweed grabbed Nico out of my hands, pulling him deeper. Deeper. Deeper. I couldn't see him in the dark sea and I dove down into the drop-off. His hand was reaching out for mine but I couldn't reach it. I was so close. Got it. I yanked Nico out of the seaweed and made an air-bubble, drying him off. His eyes were closed and his heart was beating fast.

I wrapped myself around Nico and whispered, "I promised. I'm not going to break that now." I checked his pulse again and it was deteriorating.

No, no, no, no, no... I thought, performing CPR. His heart beat stopped. I could hear the sharp beep of an invisible heart monitor as I held Nico's limp body in my arms, tears streaming down my face. The bubble dissolved and Nico sank into the deep sea. I tried to move but I was paralyzed, floating to the top. My lungs burned as I tried to scream and a wave crashed into my head.

I woke up with a start. Nico was still in my arms and he turned to me, "Percy? You okay?"

I shook my head and tears filled my eyes, "No, Nico. I'm not okay." I choked, hugging him a bit too hard.

He put his hand on my face and smiled, wiping away a stray tear, "Sh, Percy. It's okay. It's okay." He sat up moved in front of me, sitting cross-legged in my lap, "Now. Tell me what happened."

I did just that. I told him about the island, the waves, the seaweed. I don't know how I'd managed to speak after sobbing but Nico had coaxed it out of me, " And then, a wave crashed into my head and I woke up." I finished, wiping my face with the back of a freckled hand.

He looked at me with sad, sympathetic eyes, "Percy...It's okay. I'm here. I'm not planning on dying anytime soon and I'm definitely not passing in the water." He smiled and held my face in his hands, "Okay?"

I smiled back, "Okay."

His hands left my face and they intertwined with mine, our eyes locked in an unbreakable gaze. I leaned forward and His lips met mine. It wasn't like our other kisses. This one was slow, gentle, intimate. He took his time and so did I, pouring all of our problems and worries into this moment.

I pulled back and smiled, straightening his hair. He smiled back and straightened the gauze on his shoulder, "C'mon," I said, "Let's go get you cleaned up."

I left him to take a shower, waiting in case something happened. I replaced the gauze, glancing at the healing scar for a split second before applying the wrap.

5:47pm. Gods how long had we been sleeping? I made lemon chicken for dinner and brought it upstairs, handing Nico his plate. "Wow. This is really, really good." He complimented.

I smiled and cut my food with the side of the fork, "Thanks. Glad you like it." We sat across from each other, Nico cross-legged, me sitting on my heels. "You know," I started, watching my food, "I mean...Haven't you wondered who or what did it?" I looked at him once I finished and He just shrugged. "You haven't even brought up the idea?" I asked, a bit shocked.

Nico shook his head, swallowing, "Why would I? I'm okay now. They probably got arrested a couple states over or something." He ate another bite and looked at me, not understanding why I was making such a big deal out of this.

"You don't even want to look? No police reports no nothing?" The police had questioned me about 7 times but they always left thinking I was a murderer, "The cops think that I'm holding you hostage or something. They think I shot you."

Nico smiled and looked up from his chicken, "But we both know that's not true." He looked at me intensely, "I mean...I kind of want to know who but I'm not going to press charges and shit. Maybe he just has a hard life."

I glanced at Nico's scars, then back to my plate, "Wanna go?" I asked enthusiastically, "After you're all better and in physical therapy? I can just tell the school that we are leaving and they'll take us out of the student list. C'mon Nico. It'll be fun."

Nico looked at me for a moment, a smirk forming on his face, "Not bad...2 weeks. The day I start physical therapy."

I smiled and later that night, called the school to tell them that we were moving. It was pretty easy actually. Use a nasally voice and mature words and BOOM you're seen as Percy Jackson's parents. This, I thought to myself, is going to be amazing.