So another day of my Lent challenge! This will be a longer story so check back soon!
Nico DiAngelo was a mystery. Will had spent three days in the infirmary and all he could think about was Nico. His dark hair and the dark clothes and the way he always kept to himself. Nico needed someone to look after him and Will intended to be that person. If Nico would stop pushing everyone away that was.
Will yawned and one of his sister's turned to him. "I think it's time you got some sleep, Will. You've worked every shift since the end of the battle," she said and Will was about to argue when he yawned again. When his eyes refocused, Alice was giving him a look. Will was very familiar with this look as it was one he had often given to patients. "Fine," he muttered as she plucked the clipboard out of his hand and pushed him towards the door. "Oh and you better get some food too! It's dinner now!" she called after him.
When Will woke up the next morning he felt so much better. He headed to the showers and washed away yesterday's grime and muck. Once he finished he considered climbing back into bed and sleeping some more. No he decided. He was needed in the infirmary, although maybe not for a few hours. It was too early for breakfast and most of his siblings were still asleep so Will headed out onto the cabin veranda.
Looking around the camp there was little out of the ordinary. Campers were roaming around and preparing for the days activities. Percy and Annabeth were taking a stroll through the camp. The Romans were packing up their camp. Nico was standing on steps of his cabin with Jason. Their conversation seemed to end and Will waved at Nico.