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Episode 11: Part 2

After a while, Will arrived at the hotel.

Immediately, he rushed to the second floor and directly to where room 213 was supposed to be. Of course, the wall he had created was still there so he started to bang against it, thinking that Nico was still there.

"Are you there?" He talked to the wall. Luckily, no one was passing by. "Answer me! Are you there?" He pressed a little bit but still got no answer. He feared that the rumors and theories about what happened to him were wrong. He had to check one last thing, as erasing a door wasn't the only thing he had done. He rushed to the parking lot and saw that the getaway car was also missing. Will feared the worst but now he needed answers.

And there was only one person in this manhwa world that could help him now.

Percy Jackson was having a very bitter last day at work.

A month had passed since the incident in the hospital between his cousin Nico and his father Poseidon. His mother Sally had broken down in his funeral but had confessed in private that she didn't want to believe that a boy like Nico could have done something like this. Percy didn't want to believe it either, after all, Nico was his cousin.

But Sally admitted she couldn't shake the image of seeing Nico with a gun in the same room as Poseidon.

Seemed possible for Nico to be framed but how do you get framed when you're not carrying a weapon when you get in but you're carrying one getting out? Percy couldn't answer that question yet.

But for now, he was dealing with a ranting and bitter Reyna.

"He either died from the gunshot or didn't have the courage to come out and threw himself in a reservoir somewhere." Percy was still keeping quiet upon Reyna's conclusion. "It's either of those two. Aren't I right? If he just died, he's really evil. How can he just do that without saying anything?"

"Cousin." Frank interrupted them, saving Percy from Reyna. Frank's face said it was important, so they went apart to discuss whatever he wanted to say. "Someone is here."

"Who?"

"Will Solace." Percy's face said he couldn't believe it either. "I saw his face too. It's really him. He is asking to meet you."

"Where is he?" Percy wondered.

"On the hallway, outside the doors." Percy went to meet the man that had run away with Nico and what he saw was quite surprising. He was on the floor, curled up and with his sight unfocused. He didn't even notice when Percy closed the doors loudly.

"Mr. Solace?" He called his attention and Will immediately got up.

"Yes."

"You're Will Solace, right? The one who was in the car CEO di Angelo ran away in." Percy wanted to know.

"Yes." He agreed, nodding.

"The police were looking for you. Why did you come now?" Percy was curious as to why he was there and not in the police station. Or anywhere else, honestly.

"I had a situation." He replied though his face was empty.

"But why did you come, asking for me?" That's the million-dollar question...

"Nico di Angelo..." He hesitated a second but then, continued. "By any chance, do you know what happened to him?" Why should I tell you? "After that happened, I couldn't see him. I was wondering if you knew anything about him."

"How can I know where he is? The police can't even find him." Percy tried to be political and give nothing away. "What relationship do you have with CEO di Angelo?"

"We have no relationship." Somehow, Percy could see the sadness of that statement. "Just- I'm just curious if he is alive or not." Will finished his statement. "I was wondering if he's even alive. I thought that he is dead. When I saw him for the last time, he was badly hurt. I shouldn't have left him like that. There wasn't enough medicine..." He confessed to Percy.

Percy saw something in Will's face, something that despite what he knew about this man- which was little to nothing -, he could trust him. His instincts had never failed him before. Plus, he had a promise to keep. He pulled out pen and paper and wrote the address he had learned by memory but that he couldn't keep in writing before handing it to Will.

"Go there." He told him, serious. Will looked at him, incredulous. Is he... hopeful? "I'll call him in advance. CEO di Angelo kept looking for you." The kid's obsession with you is unhealthy...

"He's... alive?" Percy nodded and accompanied him towards the elevator.

"And please do me a favor." Percy added before any of them took their separate ways. "I don't know what relationship you have with CEO di Angelo, but advise him to turn himself in. Even if he endure a little longer, there is no way." He said what he kept in his heart. "If he wants a shorter sentence, he has to turn himself in soon. I can't help him anymore." Percy confessed to this stranger. "Please, convince him." He begged before letting him go.

And that was Percy Jackson's last act as a faithful employee.

He could do more as just family.

The ride to Valhalla, New York wasn't that long, only 32 miles but they were eternal for Will.

He kept staring at the paper written by Percy to check that he wouldn't skip the stop. To be honest with himself, he didn't know what to say to Nico once he had him in front. Should he scold him for not staying inside the hotel room? Should he be happy that he was healthier than before- or at least, his gunshot had healed?

His mind was all over the place, he almost missed his stop.

He was greeted by a little bus stop in what seemed the outskirts of a little town. The stop wasn't alone as next to it was a big building- or at least a big building for the area. He didn't have to wonder if he was in the right place, the bus stop had big letters pronouncing he was at Valhalla. There was no doubt in Will's mind that the building next to it was the community center Percy had written about.

Now, he had to wait.

He lost track of time, watching the people coming and going, talking like neighbors and waiting and taking different buses that passed by. It was becoming a little uncomfortable to wait by the bus stop so Will switched positions once in a while. Standing, leaning. His favorite was hiding his face while sitting on the curb. He needed to stop looking at his watch.

What he needed to be doing is paying attention to other vehicles.

A white car had stopped right in front of him and he had completely ignored it. He also missed the driver pulling down the passenger's window to talk to him but Will only looked up when spoken directly.

"Mr. Solace." Will raised his head from his spot in surprise. "It's been a long time." Nico di Angelo smirking at him, face hidden under a baseball cup, made all thoughts jumped out of his mind. "Get in." Nico told him and Will wasted no time in getting up and climbing on board the car.

Here's when things became a little awkward.

Nico couldn't stand the silence.

So, he broke it.

"How have you been? It's nice to meet someone I haven't seen in a while." Nico admitted while driving, smiling softly. Upon not getting a reply, Nico insisted. "Say something. I'm excited because I finally have someone to talk to."

"I thought you died." Will finally spoke, lowly, but Nico heard him anyway.

"No way. You explained the treatment process so kindly to me." Nico smirked again while remembering that night.

~FLASHBACK~

After waking up from passing out, Nico continued to read the note that he- correctly -assumed that Will had left him.

I couldn't give you a shot because I didn't have antibiotics. Find the antibiotics first. You need to inject that with an intravenous shot. Do what I say.

Nico looked over the night stand and saw the little jar that contained the liquid antibiotics. He also grabbed one of the many disposable syringes that were there, they would come in handy later. He loaded the syringe and applied the antibiotics inside his body just like Will instructed him. Before continuing to read, Nico also applied some antibiotics near his wound.

When I looked at it before, the bullet was in deep. Even if it hurts, you must take it out yourself.

Nico's eyes wided a little. Take out a bullet from his own body? That's the kind of stuff that only happens in movies but he didn't have any other option now. He was congratulating himself by the idea of applying antibiotics around the wound as he knew the process was going to be painful because he had no one to help him. He reached out for the tweezers and immediately dug them inside his wound.

If someone asked him later, he would lie and say it was manageable but in that moment, Nico di Angelo thought it was the most painful physical experience he had ever felt! He tried not to scream out as someone could hear him outside but some grunts were allowed to escape as relief. This was worse than a claw game as he couldn't see where he should move the tweezers to. After a few minutes of searching and holding, Nico was finally able to pull out the bullet that was inside his body.

He was nowhere near to finish. He had to close the wound now to avoid more bleeding.

If you complete the suture, then you're finished. You did well.

Along with the rest of the medical instruments that were there, there was medical fastener. In less pain than before, Nico sutured himself before falling fast asleep.

~FLASHBACK~

What Nico was not telling Will was that he had tormented himself with the supposedly recording of the day his family died. Nor that strange things like the disappearance of the hotel room's door or the change of color or plate of their getaway car had happened.

Or that his arm began to disappear as if it was made of air before reappearing.

He knew why that now, he just needed confirmation.

"After you left, I've passed through here and there, Mr. Solace." He explained to Nico, sounding happy before seeing his arm flickered again. He hid it before Will could notice and kept driving. "But why did you appear just now?" He wondered to Will, curious. "It sounded like you were going to come back quickly." Will kept quiet and was a little unnerving to Nico. "You told me you would look into it and find a solution. That's why I thought you would come back quickly."

"I had a situation." Will excused himself.

"What kind of situation?" Nico wanted to know but he glanced at Will's face while driving. "Judging by your expression, you haven't found a solution, right? You said that out of encouragement, right? I was hopeful again." He spoke his mind, not in a negative way. "Is there something special with this man? Everyone is saying I am the culprit yet he's so convinced that I've been framed. Is he a spy perhaps? Or, does he know who the real murderer is? Perhaps his accomplice? The killer's son?" Will showed his surprised upon hearing Nico speak his theories but say nothing. Nico smirked at him and kept driving. "Why did you find me if you didn't have a solution?"

"Because I was worried." Will admitted to him. "After leaving you there, my mind was uneasy."

"Your husband didn't come back?" Nico asked casually but didn't let Will answer. "Did you take out your pent up lust for your husband on me? You kissed me then disappeared. Because I resemble your husband?" Finally, Will showed some emotion even if it was a little frustration.

"What do you mean lust? To speak like that..." He rolled his eyes at Nico, who smirked and changed the topic.

"You didn't eat dinner, right? Let's buy food. There's nothing at home." He suggested, still driving. "You don't have anywhere else to go. You don't have money, a place to go, or anyone you know. Hence you have to rely on me, even if I am a fugitive. Am I correct?" Nico missed the recognition in Will's eyes upon hearing those words before he hid it.

"You're right." He agreed.

"Although you don't have money, I need to take responsibility." Nico acknowledged at him. "You're my lifesaver."

And soon, I'll have all my answers...

A/N at the end of the episode