AN: O.O I just found out that FFDP has a new album coming out as well. Theirs is called "Got your Six" and the release date is September 4th. O.o

Nico's POV

After Will heals me again and leaves my room for the night, I contemplate the events of the day. It was emotionally stressful for the first part, but after that was all over, I was… happy; more so than I have been for a very long time, since Bianca, actually. Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, I catch myself grinning like a mad fool. But, I don't bother stopping. No one is here to see.

I enjoy my memories of the beach and dinner with Will for a few minutes before my thoughts take a turn. If being with him can cause me this much happiness, how much pain would his rejection cause? I know it is only a matter of time. Maybe it'd be best if I just ended whatever friendship we have growing. I shake my head. No, I don't want to think about this. Not now. Not after Will-freaking-Solace confessed that he likes me.

Letting myself smile once more, I drift off to sleep.

I stand in the wastelands deep within Tartarus. Glancing around, I don't notice anything strange. I can feel the unnaturally heavy air, though, and try to find a way out. The only problem is that I can't seem to move. I feel a dull panic build in my chest, getting sharper as time passes and I come to realize that I am stuck forever in this crushing atmosphere.

Then shapes take form in front of me. Slowly, they begin to resemble my friends. First Jason, then Percy, Hazel, Reyna, Annabeth, Frank, Piper, and Leo. Jason is taller than he should be and there is no scar on his lip, but it is still him, I can feel it. Percy is even more intimidating than normal and his usually green eyes are almost as dark as my own. They speak up first. "Did you know ,Jason, that this piece of filth is a queer?" Percy asks Jason.

"I did. Isn't it repulsive?" Jason agrees.

Hazel speaks next. I hope she will defend me, but that isn't the case. "And that isn't even the worst part, is it, Reyna?"

"Oh no." The Roman shakes her head. "The heartless monster completely destroyed the life force of a Legacy. He didn't even leave the poor soul with a ghost."

"I always knew there was something off with that kid." Leo nods.

"Yes, it really is disturbing that we had to share living space with something so… Dirty." Frank sighs dramatically. I want to scream at them all to shut up and go away. I really try, but I can't. And I know they are right.

"Hmm. I think the worst part is that he hasn't learned his lesson yet." Piper snarls. "Does he really think anything will change?"

"You're right, Pipes." Jason smiles coldly, making my blood run still. "It is as if he truly believes that anyone could ever really care about such a worthless piece of garbage. And to think it is all because that Will character took pity on him. Not that I blame the healer. He really is quite pitiful."

Stop. I want to yell. I know, okay? I know! I still can't move, even to speak. And just as I hope the dream has reached its worst, another shadow forms into Will Solace himself. Gods no. Not him too. I want to scream, or run, preferably a combination of the two, but, unfortunately, I can't do either. His eyes are void of color.

"I truly am sorry, guys. If I hadn't done what I had, that useless person would fade within the week. But, since I decided to have some fun, he really believes that I give a crap about him." Will laughs, but it is hollow. "I guess he is stupid as well as disgusting." He turns to me. "Aren't you, Nico?"

"Nico!" A desperate voice dissipates my dream. It sounds a little hoarse, like it has been calling to me for a while. Warm hands are on my shoulders, shaking me slightly. They move up to cup my face when I gasp and begin to pant. "Nico, thank the gods. Are you okay?" A soft voice asks me. I open my eyes to see two blue eyes looking at me in concern. I thank every god I know that they aren't black voids like in my dream.

"Will…" I say his name tensely.

"Angel, what happened? You were fading and you wouldn't wake up. I was so scared." He tells me. I really want to believe him.

"I… nightmare. Tartarus." I inform him eloquently. My thoughts are still scrambled from my panicked dream.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Death Boy. Gods, that…" He bites his lip and sits on the edge of the cot. "I'm going to hug you." He says. Before I can say anything, protest or otherwise, his warm arms wrap around my trembling shoulders. I hadn't realized I was shaking until his soothing presence enveloped me. "You're okay now, Angel. I've got you." He says and, in that second, I'd take on all of Olympus to believe him. And maybe a part of me does. A small part, but, I guess that is better than none. I relax into his hold and even encircle his waist with my too thin arms.

AN: Another small chapter. Sorry for that. Review please! XD

PS This is the morning of Nico's third day, so I think maybe I'll only have one or two more chapters of his infirmary stay.