We now return to the regularly scheduled programming of Solangelo one-shots that take place in the actual PJO universe.

Please read my author's note at the end of this chapter because I have a very important question to ask y'all!

Oh, and this chapter is mostly just conversation rather than a lot of plot because I love love love writing Solangelo dialogue and I won't get to for much longer.

Disclaimer: All characters and places related to the Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Heroes of Olympus series belong to Rick Riordan.


Nico and Will trekked hand in hand down some random street after Mrs. O'Leary had dropped them off there.

"I still think Chiron is out of his mind for sending us to retrieve a demigod," Nico remarked, keeping his eyes alert for any sign of monsters.

"Do you really think we're that unqualified?" Will asked, and when Nico nodded, Will playfully smacked him. "I take offense to that. Everyone knows I'm the best at comforting people; it comes with the healing territory."

Nico had to admit that was true. "Okay, but what if there are monsters? You're definitely not the best at fighting them."

"And that would be why you're here," Will pointed out. "Chiron obviously thought this through a little."

"Or he's just desperate because Percy and Annabeth are in school and Grover is out on a different demigod rescue mission," Nico countered, peering into the window of a small collectables store as they passed by (no, he totally wasn't looking for new Mythomagic items).

Will scoffed. "You actually think those three can do a better job than us?" Nico nodded once more. "The last time they tried to retrieve new demigods Annabeth took a dive off a cliff with a monster and Thalia nearly crash landed Apollo's sun chariot into camp. You of all people should know that seeing as you were there."

Nico pondered that for a moment. "Okay, maybe you're slightly right."

"I know I am," Will replied. "This should be easy for us. You'll take care the monsters, and I'll handle breaking the news to this kid about the reality of Greek mythology."

"Sounds good..." But Nico stopped listening and focused on their surroundings, gripping the hilt of his sword with his free hand. Something didn't sit right with him.

Will, however, didn't notice anything and just kept blabbing. "Yes, because we have to be careful in matters like this since we don't know how they will react. Tact is important, and let's face it, you're not exactly King of Tact—"

"Will, shut up," Nico interrupted him. "I think we're walking into trouble."

"What do you mean? It seems quiet to me."

"Exactly. Too quiet." Nico gestured to the empty street. "It's the middle of the afternoon, and we're the only people out here."

Will looked around, and sure enough, he couldn't see another person in sight. The shops on either side of the street seemed abandoned, despite the open signs in every window.

"Well..." Will gulped, but tried to maintain his sunny optimism. "New York City is the city that never sleeps, so maybe this town is the city that always sleeps."

Suddenly the realization donned on Nico. "Sleep… of course!" He ran up to a shop window and peeked in. "They're all just sleeping!"

Will looked in as well. "So what kind of monster puts people to sleep?"

"I know a couple gods that do," Nico answered, and as he did, a girl sprinted out of a nearby diner. "Or perhaps a demigod."

The two boys called out to her, which made her stop right in her tracks. They quickly approached the girl, who looked about thirteen with strawberry blonde hair, brown eyes, and a knapsack on her shoulders.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Will asked her.

She wore a fearful expression and seemed to eye them warily. "You guys aren't cops, are you?"

Nico glanced at himself and Will. "Do cops around here look like this?"

The girl shrugged. "You aren't asleep."

"Neither are you," Nico pointed out.

"I know what this looks like, but I didn't do this!" the girl insisted. "At least I don't think I did—I don't really know what happened. I was just sitting in the diner with my friend and I yawned. The next thing I knew everyone in the establishment just passed out! I've heard that yawning was contagious, but this is a whole new level! Everyone on this street is asleep!"

Will patted her shoulder. "We're gonna figure this out, okay?" He turned to Nico. "So Hypnos or Morpheus?"

Nico shook his head. "I'm not sure. Both of their powers overlap, but Morpheus has done this before to the entire Manhattan area."

"Then again," Will added, "Morpheus isn't known to have any children; Hypnos is."

"There's always a first for everything."

The girl watched the conversation in utter confusion. "Okay, can someone please tell me what is going on? Who are you people?"

"We're demigods," Nico told her.

She crossed her arms. "Wow, a little full of ourselves, aren't we?"

Nico stepped closer. "You're a demigod too, kid. The Greek gods are real, one of them is your father, and we're trying to figure out which one."

"Nico!" Will hit him on the arm. "A little tact!"

The girl's face turned a light hue of green. "Excuse me for one moment. I have to go vomit."

She walked a few paces away and proceeded to upchuck on the sidewalk.

Will sighed. "This is why I was supposed to handle breaking the news to her."

"We don't have time for that!" Nico explained, as Will rummaged through his backpack. "She put an entire street to sleep with a single yawn! We need to get her to camp quickly before she knocks out the whole town."

The girl returned, looking slightly better. Will held out a small bottle of nectar for her to take. "Here, drink this. It'll help with the nausea."

She stared at the vial and back at Will as if he was insane. "Are you nuts? I have enough sense not to drink anything from strangers, at least until I know more about you guys."

"Fair enough," Will conceded. "I'm Will Solace, son of Apollo."

"I'm Nico di Angelo, son of Hades."

The girl nodded and took a deep breath to help calm herself down. "Great. And I'm Abigail, daughter of… Morphine or Hypnosis?"

Will chuckled. "Morpheus or Hypnos—the god of dreams and the god of sleep."

"That would explain a lot," Abigail said. "So how do we know which one is my father?"

"He should claim you when we get back to Camp Half-Blood, a camp made specifically for Greek demigods to keep us safe," Nico started to clarify. "Wait, how are you so cool with this? You just believed us right away."

Abigail ran her fingers through her hair. "Um, first of all, I don't think 'cool with it' really describes me considering I just vomited on the sidewalk. And second, if you told me this an hour ago, I probably would have punched you in the face. But the whole magical yawn thing is pretty hard evidence to dispute." She glanced at her shoes. "Besides, having sex with a god and then neglecting to tell me that important detail of my entire existence honestly sounds like something my mom would do."

"Speaking of which," Will realized, "You should go get her since she should probably hear all of this too."

"Can't do that," Abigail replied. "My mom ran off with a traveling circus eight years ago. She left me at my neighbor's house and told them she was going to get milk, but she never returned. I just kept staying with them."

Nico raised his eyebrows. "Well, that's a new one."

Abigail clapped her hands. "So, are we going to go to this Camp Half-Blood place? I really don't want to be here when they all wake up… they will wake up, right?"

Will nodded. "Definitely. And yeah, we should get going. Did you want to tell your neighbors goodbye?"

"Nah," Abigail said. "They'll be glad that I left. I kind of overstayed my welcome by eight years." She dug through her bag and pulled out a pen and a napkin. "I'll leave them note though. 'Ran off with the circus. Don't expect me back ever. Abigail.' Yep, they'll believe that."

She darted back inside the diner and placed the napkin on a table. When she returned, Will grabbed Nico's hand once more and they all began to walk to the nearest corner.

Abigail noticed the two holding hands and stopped. "Oh my god! Or do y'all say gods? Anyway, you two are a couple, aren't you?" Will grinned at her. "Whoa, a son of Apollo and a son of Hades together. Who'd have thought?" She paused. "Of course, this entire day is turning out to be one big 'who'd have thought?', but you know what I mean."

Will laughed softly as Nico whistled loudly for Mrs. O'Leary. Abigail seemed absolutely thrilled at the sight of large hellhound bounding towards them, but that quickly changed after she actually shadow traveled on said hellhound.


It turned out that Abigail was the first known demigod daughter of Morpheus at Camp Half-Blood, much to Jason's dismay because he just finished Morpheus' shrine and now needed to instead build a cabin.

"I think today was a success," Will commented as Nico leaned against him at the campfire that evening.

Nico agreed. "A hundred sleepers is truly a mild outcome. At least no one fell off a cliff."

"Unfortunately, under different circumstances, Apollo is still here at camp." Will glanced over at his father singing Poker Face by Lady Gaga and groaned.

Nico laughed and peered towards Abigail, who was sitting with Clovis and the Hypnos campers since she would be staying in their cabin until her own could be built. Abigail noticed the two of them and waved, a big smile plastered on her face.

"You know," Nico said, turning his head to look at Will, "I guess Chiron wasn't completely out of his mind. We make a pretty good team."

Will beamed and kissed Nico lightly. "Who'd have thought?"


A/N: If you're reading this right now, you rock! :) Okay so, since the next chapter is the final one, my question for you guys is: of the 29 chapters, which were your favorites? I'm really curious to see which ones were the most popular, so please please please let me know! Even if you've never reviewed before, you can literally just write "I liked chapter [insert number] the best." I have my own personal favorites, but I want to know yours because y'all kept me going for 30 chapters and I appreciate all of you so much!

Expect the finale sometime on Sunday! (Hopefully!)