A/N: Of course Annabeth knows about him. Jason isn't the only one who's figured this whole thing out. But Hazel is a bit in the dark considering that the thought of someone like that never crossed her mind.

Chapter Ten

Monday- After School

Percy and Piper sat across from each other on her bed as they stared intensely at the sheet of vocabulary terms they each held. Percy Jackson was helping his friend study for the vocabulary test they had the next day. Each list they held consisted of thirty words and thirty definitions.

"Oh Piper, honey, do you really need all of the closet space for all of your old raggedy clothes? Just throw them in a bag and call it good. We both know that closet space should really belong to me since I was here first."

Percy looked over as Drew popped her head out of the closet, still looking for an outfit for her date. She had been in there for nearly two hours.

Piper huffed in exasperation from having the same argument day in and day out. "I'm not putting my clothes in a bag. You can either buck up or get another dresser." Drew took up most of the closet with all sorts of clothes hanging from hangers and owned, as of now, one dresser in which she stored other various items that Percy wasn't too curious about.

She 'hmphed' at Piper and disappearing back into the closet.

"I hate her," Piper seethed.

"I do believe you abhor her." Percy smiled in triumph, grabbing the word straight off the paper they had in front of them.

The Indian girl gave Percy a mischievous smile as she scanned the list of words. "Alrighty mister smart guy, give me the definition for obscene." She said with a waggle of her eyebrows.

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Later that night as Percy Jackson was walking back to the boy's dormitory, he found Nico hunched over on the sidewalk. Immediately he burst into action, running over to him and careful not to touch him. "Nico, are you okay?" He asked, crouching in front of him and searching for his eyes. The boy was distressed with his hands carefully cradling his face and his body tucked into himself as closely as he could manage.

"Go away," he kept muttering. "Andarsene."

"No one is here but us." Percy touched Nico's arm carefully. "Nico, look at me."

After a dragging silence, Nico looked up at him while peeking through his fingers and screamed. "She's right behind you!"

Percy quickly stood and spun around while reaching into his pocket for his pen. He saw no one there and wondered why his first resort for a weapon had been his pen.

"Please leave, please leave." Nico muttered.

Percy Jackson picked the boy up from the ground. "It's okay Nico, no one is here. Are you hurt?" The Italian looked up at Percy, his eyes and face was red from tears. He noticed how he looked paler than usual and how his hair stuck to his forehead in sweat.

"She was here." He muttered.

"Who was here?" He asked.

"She was."

Percy looked around the clear sidewalk for any trace of who she was but found nothing. He shook his head, "no one is here Neeks. Let's get you back to your dorm." Jackson set Nico down on his own feet, but only for him to collapse back into Percy, his legs didn't seem to know how to move. "I'll help you." Percy said, wrapping one arm around the boy and leading him into the direction of the dorms.

When they arrived, Percy set Nico down onto his bed while taking off his shoes. He brought the covers up to the shivering boy and tucked it under his chin. Percy lifted his hand to his forehead to find a fever.

"Do you need anything?" Percy asked, wanting to help him but not quite sure how to take care of him.

Nico shook his head and closed his eyes.

But just before Percy was just about to get up, Nico grabbed ahold of his hand. "Please stay," he muttered. "You're warm."