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Chapter Two

As Nico poured over the information files his father had given him, he thought about how unbelievable it was that his plan had worked.

During Nico's time in Gaea's prison, he'd started to think a lot about his sisters. Hazel was great and all, but she still had so much to learn about the modern world. So much that Nico had to teach her. It was like he was the older sibling, he was the responsible one, and he didn't like that. As overprotective as Bianca had been, she'd taken care of Nico, kept him safe, and that was the kind of sibling relationship he wanted back.

After the Giant War was over, Nico started to think about it some more. He knew Bianca had tried for rebirth—she'd been reincarnated into a whole other person. Nico knew he couldn't just go looking for her—she'd be a baby; he'd be a big brother again, and he really didn't want that.

That's when he'd had his idea.

"She's living in Manhattan," Hades said, bringing Nico out of his thoughts. "On 204th and Vermilyea. She shouldn't be too hard to find."

Nico nodded, seeing that information in the file. "It'll be easy," he agreed. "The hard part will be getting her to believe I'm her brother."

"How do you plan to approach her?" Hades asked.

Nico frowned at the info file as he pondered this. "I can't just shadow-travel into her house—NYPD already hates me for looting graveyards." He suddenly looked up as he realized something. "Or, at least, they did 15 years ago…" He shook his head. "Either way, I was planning on getting into her school somehow, like a satyr would do, and talking to her there."

"I'm afraid there's one problem with that," Hades said.

Nico frowned up at his father. "What?"

"She goes to an all-girls' school."

"Oh," Nico muttered bitterly. "Well then, this is just like the Hunters all over again."

"Is there anything else you could do?" the god of the dead asked.

"I don't know," his son replied honestly. "But I know I just have to find her." He started gathering up the files. "I guess I'll just head into the city and hope I run into her on the street or something."

Hades gave a rare smile towards his son. "Good luck, Nico."

The demigod stood, bowed to his father, and disappeared in a swirl of shadows.

Perseus Jackson left his therapist's office and forced himself to start down the street, back towards the apartment he shared with his wife.

He wasn't sure if he could go on much longer. He'd been searching and hoping and praying for more than a decade. He'd threatened the Lord of the Dead multiple times, begged the other gods for help, but still nothing came up. Percy had finally given up on finding Nico di Angelo, and he wasn't sure how much he had left to live for.

"Think of Annabeth," Percy told himself. "You have to help her get ready. Think of Hazel. If you can't live without Nico, how can she? Think of your s—"

Percy was jolted out of his thoughts when he almost ran into someone. He stopped short just in front of the young teen who'd seemingly appeared out of nowhere. "Watch where you're going, kid," he said gruffly, walking around him without a second glance.

"Sorry, I—" The boy ran to catch up with him and put a hand on his arm. "Percy?"

Percy froze, unable to believe what he was hearing. He knew that voice. He'd been hearing it in his dreams for fifteen years. But it couldn't be. He was dead. "Nico?"

The boy grinned and was suddenly a lot easier to see. "Percy! You're—" His smile disappeared. "Really old…"

Percy would've been mad at him if he wasn't so amazed. "Nico, you're alive! How are you alive?!"

Nico looked at him, confused. "Of course I'm alive, why would you—" Realization spread across his face. "You thought I was dead… Who told you I was dead?!"

"No one," Percy said. "But we couldn't find you anywhere and your dad was obviously hiding something. We—we just assumed…"

Nico shook his head. "No, no, no, that's not supposed to happen. My plan—it's not—I mean, I didn't think—I'm so sorry, Percy."

Percy knelt down and pulled Nico into a hug. "It's okay, Nico. I'm just so glad you're alive!" He pulled away to get a better look at him. "But… you're still young. How are you still—"

"I'll explain everything," Nico promised. "But I have to go now. I need to find—"

"No!" Percy snapped. "Nico, I thought you were dead for a decade and half! I'm not letting you out of my sight!"

"But—"

Percy stood and started dragging Nico down the street. "Come on, I'll take you back to my place and you can explain everything. Annabeth will be so excited to see you!"

Nico bit his lip, obviously uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to follow.

When Percy didn't come home at his usual time, Annabeth started to get worried. She'd calculated long ago that Percy should arrive home at exactly 6:30, after ending work at 5, having his therapy session for an hour, and then taking the half hour walk back to their apartment. Sometimes he was a few minutes off because he walked more slowly out of depression, or was held back for some reason. But it was now 7:15 and there was no sign of him. He'd never been that late before.

Annabeth wished she could go out and look for him, but she knew that was impossible. She was eight months pregnant—she couldn't just go traipsing around the streets of New York in the middle of winter.

Finally, Annabeth heard footsteps outside, and it was all she could do not to jump up and greet her husband.

"Sorry I'm late, Annabeth," Percy called through the door as he struggled to get his key in the lock. His hands must've been shaking. "I met a friend on the way home."

Annabeth frowned. "Friend? What friend? If it's Grover again, tell him now to stay away from my new cushions."

The door opened and Percy grinned at her. "It's not Grover."

A young boy sheepishly stepped out from behind Percy and waved shyly at her. Annabeth's eyes widened. "Nico?"

Nico stared at her with wide eyes. "Annabeth," he whispered in amazement. "You're so… different…"

"And you're not," Annabeth said softly. "Nico… how are you—are you a ghost or something?!"

Nico looked down at the floor, ashamed. "Not exactly… I'm so sorry, you guys. I never thought you'd—I mean, I didn't expect—I'm sorry you thought I was dead."

Percy put a trembling hand on the boy's shoulder. "It's not your fault, Nico."

Nico clenched his fists. "Yes it is. I should've told you what I was planning. But I wasn't thinking. I was only thinking of myself… and of Bianca…"

Percy frowned. "Bianca?"

Annabeth's eyes widened as realization hit her. "Nico… you didn't… you couldn't have—what were you thinking?!"

Nico flinched as she raised her voice at him. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Just let me explain."

Nico watched as Percy took the tray of cookies out of the oven and placed it in front of him. He eyed the food disapprovingly and even turned his lip up in disgust as Annabeth brought him a plate and a glass of milk. He hadn't eaten real food ever since living on pomegranate seeds in Gaea's prison, and he wasn't planning to start now. Still, he made sure to give a few cookies to Percy when Annabeth's back was turned before explaining what he'd done.

"Fifteen years ago," he began, refusing to meet his friends' eyes. "After the Giant War, I had an idea—a way to get Bianca back. I knew she'd been reincarnated, but she would've been a baby, so I couldn't go looking for her. So… I made a deal with my father. I had him find out where reincarnated Bianca was, who she was. And while he was researching, I went inside the Lotus Hotel and Casino, to wait for her."

Percy gasped. Nico looked up at the couple. Annabeth was staring at him with a look of pity and concern, while Percy just looked shocked. Nico looked away again, ashamed.

"I asked my father not to tell anyone about my plan," he continued. "Because I didn't think it would matter. I never once thought that you guys would assume I was dead… I'm so sorry…"

"Nico…" Annabeth said softly. "Besides the fact that you should've told us what you were doing, it was a dangerous plan. How did you know you'd be able to escape the Casino?"

"My father swore on the River Styx that he'd get me out exactly fifteen years after I went into the hotel," Nico explained. "He sent Alecto to take me out this morning. Now, I know where Bianca is. I just have to find her again. She's fifteen—two years older than me, like she should be. My plan worked."

He snuck a glance back at his old friends. Percy and Annabeth smiled sadly at him, making Nico feel guilty for not telling them his plan.

But still. He knew he'd done the right thing. He was going to see Bianca again.

A/N: So there's that. I hope you liked it. I'm so proud of adult Percabeth. I didn't think I'd be able to write them as adults successfully, but I think I did a pretty good job. Please tell me what you thought. Also, if you actually read these Author's Notes, tell me your favorite song on the radio. And please review!