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Will Solace was taking inventory of the medicine supply closet. He was planning on going to one of the medicine stores nearby to restock the camp infirmary. They were running quite low on bandages and painkillers. When he heard the infirmary doors open he thought it was just one of his siblings and didn't bother going out to check.

"Will! You in here?" a male voice called out. It sounded like Jason. Will opened the closet door to find the son of Zeus peeking through the curtain of one of the beds. Fortunately no one was in there. Things had quieted down quite a bit after the war; the campers were all being a little more careful than usual, even the Ares kids.

"Umm… Jason?" Will asked.

"Oh! There you are? What were you hiding inside the closet for?" Jason asked.

Will put his clipboard with the list of supplies down on one of the nearby medicine carts and turned to face the blonde. "So…? Did you need anything?"

"Say, Will. Wouldn't you like more help around here?" Jason asked pointing to the empty beds and spotless floors.

"No…?"

"Oh, come on buddy. A little extra help wouldn't hurt, right?"

Okay, Will thought. Something very weird was going on here. Did Jason just call him buddy? He couldn't remember the last time he had a one-on-one conversation with him. As far as Will could remember, the only times he and Jason talked was when Jason came to visit Nico during his stay in the infirmary. "I guess not?"

"Great! So you agree you need more help?"

Hmm… Maybe one of the Hecate kids messed with his mind or something. "Sure…" Will eyed him warily.

"Awesome!" Jason's eyes literally sparked with electricity. Will didn't know if he should be a little scared. What would the son of Zeus want to help out in the infirmary for?

"Jason, did you want to work here?"

"What? Me?" Jason feigned to be surprised, "No sorry, I can't. I'm afraid I'm very busy, you know with the whole pontifex maximus duties and stuff. I just won't be able to make the time. I hope you understand."

Not for the first time, Will wondered if being a child of the Big Three automatically made you completely insane. "Okay then…" Will said. He should really be finishing his inventory.

"But if you're really in such dire need of help, I can find you someone else," Jason said, his eyes still glinting.

Okay, what the Hades was going on here? "That's okay, Jason. You know, maybe you should lie down a little." Will said; the guy must have hit his head or something.

"No, no, no. You came to me for help, I'm sure I'll think of someone to assist you," Jason replied.

Will was now contemplating whether or not he should go find Piper. She could probably bring him back to his senses... if he had any that is. Oh, wait, Piper went with Percy and Annabeth to visit the Roman camp. Darn it. "Jason, you came to me, remember?" Maybe he was drunk?

"It's settled then! I'll go tell Nico you need help around here."

"What?! Nico? No!" Will was startled, "I don't need help!" Jason was already darting out, lightening fast. "Jason Grace!"

Will sighed. He now had a lingering feeling that he knew exactly what Jason was up to.


Nico groaned and kicked his blankets down. He shoved his pillow against his ears as the knocks on his door got louder and louder. "Seriously dude! It's mid-afternoon!" Nico decided he kind of hated Jason.

"Go away!"

"Nico, I'm strong enough to kick this door open," Jason said. Nico doubted it. When he was redecorating his cabin he replaced the wooden door with a heavy black stone material. He thought it looked nicer and it was the only one he and Hazel had both agreed on.

"Nico di Angelo! I'm warning you here."

Nico put another pillow over his head, "Come back in three hours!" he shouted. Or at least he tried to but the pillows against his mouth weren't helping.

"Fine! I'm coming in!" And then Nico heard a very loud thump followed by, "AHH! MY FOOT!" Nico sighed finally getting up. Why were people such idiots?

Nico opened the door to his cabin and scowled at the older boy who was lying on the ground clutching his right foot. "You didn't tell me your door was so heavy."

"You didn't tell me you were planning on kicking it," Nico said.

"Yes, I did."

Nico's scowl deepened when he noticed the door. There was a slight dent where Jason's foot hit the stone. "You see what you did, Grace?!" He scolded pointing to the mark.

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine, thank you for asking."

"I assume you've handled much worse than doors in your life. It can't fight back you know."

Jason glared at him but then transformed his face into a smile, "Hey, I got you out of bed. So where are we going?"

Nico rolled his eyes. Ever since Piper left to visit Camp Jupiter three days ago with Percy and Annabeth, Jason had been relentlessly trying to spend time with Nico whenever he took a break from pontifex maximus duties. Nico appreciated the gesture of course, but not this early in the day. It was barely two o'clock. "Do you want to go get your foot checked first?"

"Nah, I'm good." Jason said, trying to stand up. Nico noticed his right foot was turning blue.

"Walk then," Nico said.

Jason tried to twist his foot a little to test it and sighed painfully. He sat back down on the floor. "Hey, who needs to walk when you can fly, right?"

Nico rolled his eyes again, "Come on, Grace. We're going to the infirmary."

Jason gave in. He then eyed Nico scrupulously, "You sure you want to go looking like that? Go fix your hair or something."

"What does my hair have to do with anything?! We're going to go check your stupid broken foot you stupid moron." No, Nico was not blushing.

"Oh come on, Nico. Here let me brush your hair," Jason made Nico's hair brush fly towards him. Nico had to admit, Jason was getting pretty good at moving objects telekinetically.

Nico snatched his brush away from Jason. "Don't touch my hairbrush."

Nico grumpily walked into his cabin running the brush through his hair. It was just to shut Jason up, he told himself. No other reason. "Oh, you should also wipe that scowl off your face. It's not attractive," Jason said as he literally flew into the cabin. He sat himself on top Nico's bed.

"Shut up, Grace!"

Nico looked down at the sweatpants he was wearing; maybe he should put something else on. "Hey, why don't you wear those jeans Hazel brought you a few weeks ago," Jason added.

"Shut up, Grace!" Nico said yet again while reluctantly picking up the said pair of jeans from his dresser. "And why in all of Tartarus do you keep tabs on my clothes?"

Jason only gave him a grin. Nico walked over to the bathroom to change.

"Oh, by the way," Jason kept talking. Nico wondered if he ever shut up. Most of his friends seemed to have an obsessive talking disorder. "Will asked me today to find him someone who could help around in the infirmary."

Nico came out of the bathroom, throwing his sweatpants onto Hazel's bed. It wasn't like she was here. "What? He did?"

"Yeah, the poor guy was swamped with all the work he's been doing."

"He was?" Nico asked. He talked to Will just yesterday; he didn't mention being overwhelmed with work. If anything he was more at ease. It seemed like there were less people getting hurt these days.

"Yes, he definitely was. He practically begged me to recruit someone."

"He did?" That was strange. Will had plenty of siblings to lend a hand whenever he needed. "Why you though?"

"Nico, focus on what's important, will you? He asked me to help but you know me, always busy, busy. I had to decline."

Nico eyed him lying on his bed, still grasping his foot, "Yes, Grace, you look very busy right now."

Jason smiled, "I knew you'd understand. Which is why I told him I'd ask you to help."

Nico's scowl appeared again with a glare to accompany it. "You WHAT?!" Nico slapped Jason hard on that same foot.

"Nico! Oh my Zeus! MY FOOT!"


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