I'll try updating more, I promise!

Btw... I've become obsessed with The Walking Dead
A.K.A Carl Grimes *-* Because 3 Babe 3

BTW: If anyone can guess where I got the name Gavin from and his real last name, I'll put your name in the story and a shoutout :D Hint: He's a british idiot c:

Anywaaaay, lets start with a Percy POV -

"Nico." I called and for a moment, his eye's left his sisters face. "Nico, listen to me."

The boy's eye's landed on me, though he didn't respond

I stepped closer to the boy, "You can't tell anyone.. Nobody that we're here, okay? It'll ruin it. Chaos sent us here to protect the camp and.. And.." I paused, watching the expression he wore. It looked as if he was battling with himself.

"No."

"Nico, please.." I stepped towards the boy, attempting to lay my hand on his shoulder, when he drew his weapon and swung at me. "Get away from me!" He growled. Nico pointed the sword towards my throat and backed away, slowly. He kept his eye's trained on me, mainly, but they still switched from time to time.

"How many times?" He mumbled.

"How many times, what?"

"How.. How many times have you visited the camp? Ever since you dissapeared that one night. How many times have you come here?" He lowered his sword. "How many times have you seen us all in dismay? Constantly searching for you? Even now, ten years later. We drove ourself crazy looking for you!" His voice raised.

I could easily understand why the kid was upset. Hades, he had every reason to be upset.

"Nico, look it's not wha-" But, he shook his head."Percy." He spoke clearly. "My sister's been dead for more than fifteen years. She would of- No. She told me she was choosing rebirth. There's no way this is possible. There's no way this is my sister."

"Nico, I-" Bianca attempted, but Nico shook his head. His jaw was tense and I could tell he was trying to restrain from breaking down. Meanwhile, Bianca looked beyond hurt. Her expression fell. "Nico, ple-"

"Prove it then." He glared. "When's my birthday.. When's yours?

"Your birthday? Nico, you were born January 28, 1929. It was storming bad that night and- And mom was making me something to eat from a can and she started screaming out of nowhere. She dropped the can and nearly collapsed. Four hour's later you were born and she named you Nicolas. Did you ever tell anyone that? I couldn't pronouce that right and I ended up saying Nico instead." She paused, wiping a tear away. "I was born in September. The third to be exact."

"Your name is Nicholas?" I smiled, despite the tense situation. "I never thought Nico was short for something."

"It's not."

"Yes it it. Don't deny it." Bianca replied, quickly. She stepped towards him. "It's me."

Nico expression faltered for a second, before it regained the hard look. "How did my mother die?"

"Our mother was killed by Zeus. When we were real young.. He was aiming for me, f-for you and she took the blow. Hades, our father found us a little while later. You were crying in the rubble, while I was holding onto our mother." She took in a shaky breath. "Put down the sword. It's me, piccolo fratellino. Remember that? I used to call you that. But..."

She smiled at him. "Your not little anymore."

Nico's jaw tightened, his sword dropped to the ground. The boy's eye's were glued to the ground. Bianca took a cautiously took a step towards her brother. "Piccolo fratellino?"

Before anyone knew what was happening, Nico had stepped forward and wrapped his arms arounf his sister's form. I watched the boy bury his face in her neck.

"How?" Nico mumbled, grasping his sister tighter. "How did you bring her back?" Nico lifted his face and stared at me. I wasn't surprised to see his cheeks were wet.

My throat felt tight, "I-I..." I took a deep breath. "Like I told you.. Chaos said I could recruit anybody and I decided not to bring anyone living.. Bianca hadn't chosen rebirth yet, nor did Luke."

Bianca had repositioned to where they both were looking at me. Bianca was smilling, grasping her not-so-little brother.

Then, the oddest thing happened. Nico offered me a small smile. "Thanks Perce." He squeaked.

I grinned at the kid. "I guess this is payback, huh."

Nico's eye's flashed something. Confusion?

"What do you mean?"

I paused, "For breaking your promise all those years ago. Maybe now, you won't hate me so much."

The boy shook his head, nuzzling closer to his sister. "I never hated you." He calmly spoke. Those four words lifted the guilt that had burdened me since before Bianca died. Just four words.

Bianca's Pov

At the dining hall, everything was surprisingly normal.

Nico had promised to not tell anyone about the group being here and Pallas had even returned to eat dinner with everyone. Nico had joined her at the Poseidon table with Chiron allowing it, only because of Pallas's incident. He sat next to her with a calm expression. I couldn't keep my eye's from wondering over towards the two.

He looked happy with her. Every once in a while, he'd catch my glance and flash me a quick and subtle smile.

Percy and Luke were happily chatting with some other campers at the table, I just listened in. It was nice to be here again. It was great to feel so happy. Before, I knew that my brother had changed since my death and I thought he'd be different once he realized it had been me all along and not some child of Chaos. But, thankfully, I was wrong.

After he had realized it was me, he accepted me back. That eased the thoughts that kept me up most of the nights since we had gotten here. Now, I felt great.

My baby brother was safe and happy.

That's all I could ask for.

I'm planning something big for the next few chapters, but how about a nice chapter ending? I know. It sucks. This was a filler and I think I really needed it for Nico's character to develop a little more.

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