It was a week later when Will's phone rang.

He and Nico were out together on patrol, looking for any monsters. Chiron had Iris Messaged them earlier in the day explaining that the satyrs felt uneasy coming to downtown New York. Either something was messing around with the Mist, or there were some large monsters milling around. The two were willing to bet that it was the latter.

So they walked around in the early evening, heading to the most populated places and making their way to the least populated areas. More often than not, monsters tended to like large audiences watching them devour their food. And more people means more people to eat.

They looked unassuming, or at least Will looked unassuming. His knife was tucked away in his boot, he had on a long jacket with a t-shirt underneath it. In the backpack on his back was some cash, drachmas, a first aid kit, and some water bottles.

Now Nico looked scary no matter what. He really was happy holding his boyfriend's hand and walking down the street, but mortals seemed to move around him. He wore his usual; skull t-shirt, aviator's WWII jacket, skull ring, combat boots, and torn up jeans. The Mist was able to hide his sword from mortals' eyes, which was great considering he just let it hang loosely at his side. His hair was pulled back, but Will knew it wasn't because he wanted to keep the hair from his eyes. Nico just didn't like brushing his hair, something Will has been trying to do by himself without the doctor's help.

But walking in Times Square with Nico? Amazing. Even though Nico had gone to many places in his lifetime, what with his shadow-traveling and all, the son of Hades seemed to be mesmerized by the many lights every time they went downtown. Sometimes Will just forgot that Nico grew up in the 1930s and 40s until he saw the culture shock on his face.

Although it was amusing to watch Nico, Will had to remind himself that they were on a mission to find whatever was in New York City and stop it. Nico pointed up at one of the glowing billboards and began asking Will how much he thought it cost to build when the phone rang.

Will frowned; not many people knew his number, especially when the phone wasn't even a part of mortal corporations, having been made by Leo to block their scent from monsters. The only people who had his number was Nico, his mother, Kayla (the new Apollo cabin leader), Percy, Annabeth, Chiron, and -

Tony Stark!

Will fumbled getting his phone out, cursing when he almost dropped it. He looked at the caller ID and saw it as an Unknown number, but he was positive about who it was. He stared at the screen for a moment until Nico nudged him, "Just answer it, sunshine. We still have a job to do."

The son of Apollo nodded and held the phone close to his ear and pressed the answer button, "Hello, Will Solace speaking."

A large sigh was heard, and it sounded almost relieved, "Hey doctor kid. It's Tony."

"I figured," A laugh escaped Will, and Nico gave a wry grin at hearing the bubbling laughs from Will, "Is there something you need help with, Mr. Stark?"

"Again, kid. It's Tony," the billionaire muttered, "And yeah, help would be nice. Pepper wants to talk with you about rehabilitation. She's on this kick of letting no debts take a hold of her and self-righteousness, blah blah. Anyway just come over to the Tower."

Will exchanged a glance with Nico, who stared curiously at his boyfriend's expressions, "Um, can I have a second? To rearrange plans with someone?"

"Oh shit, you were on a date with someone? Sorry. Tell the pretty lady I'm sorry for taking such a handsome man away from her."

Will gave a bark of laughter, "Will do. One moment please."

He muted his side of the conversation before looking over at Nico, "Pepper Potts wants me to help with her therapy to fix her shoulder. Can you take the monster on by yourself, deathboy?"

"Of course I can!" Nico's eyebrows twitched, "It's going to be a bit harder without my sunshine nearby, but I can manage."

Will gave the man a peck on the cheek before looking at the phone. His finger hovered over the unmute button, "Also Mr. Stark apologizes for taking such a handsome man away from his pretty lady."

Nico opened his mouth, most likely to curse the man, when Will began talking in the phone again, "Alright, the date was rearranged. I'll hail a cab and be over as fast as I can."

"Great. Just ask Friday to let you up. Or if Vision is in the lobby still, he can help you. But you know, he's most likely out with his lady friend learning of culture and all that boring stuff," Will heard a loud thud, and a curse from Tony, "Pepper's getting antsy. Hurry up before she kills me."

"Already on my way." He hung up the phone and looked over at Nico, "Hey, take the backpack. You know, just in case."

Nico smiled and grabbed it off of Will's back and unzipped it. He pulled out some cash and drachmas before setting the money in Will's hand, "Just be careful, and try not to annoy anyone with your doctor speak."

Will chuckled, "Hey my 'doctor speak' worked on you, Di Angelo. I'll see you in a few hours. I'll call you if anything changes, so turn you ringer up on your phone."

Nico grumbled and got his phone out of his back pocket, and when he looked back up, Will was waving his arms and getting the attention of a cab. The driver pulled over, and Will grabbed Nico by the collar of his jacket, kissing him quickly before jumping in the yellow taxi.

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Pepper looked up at the doctor, smiling at the way he looked around the room. It was great to see the kid again, even in these circumstances. Her left arm was in a dark blue sling, preventing her from moving, and she had bandages on her shoulder. Will didn't meet her eyes.

She was the first to break the silence, getting up from her chair to make her way across the room to greet him. Will took careful steps out of the elevator, meeting her halfway as she spoke, "It's a pleasure to speak with you again, Mr. Solace."

An embarrassed blush flew across the man's face, "C-Call me Will. No one really calls me Mr. Solace."

"Of course," She nodded, a smile still on her face, "Tony would greet you, but he retreated to his garage so we can talk business."

She led him over to a small table with two chairs pulled up to it. Will muttered under his breath, "Business?" But if she heard him, she ignored it. Will sat down in one of the chairs, and noticed the two glasses in front of him, most likely filled with some sort of champagne or wine.

Pepper leaned back in her chair, "I hope you like white wine."

"I uh," Will looked away, "I'm nineteen. Can't drink." Of course his age didn't matter too much when it came to alcohol. Demigods had a faster metabolism, so it would've taken him a lot of wine to even get a bit tipsy.

Pepper's eyes widened; she knew Will was young, but under twenty one? Wow, "You know a lot about treating injuries at your age."

Will smiled, "I wanted to be a doctor ever since I was little. And my friends get into a lot of trouble."

"What kind of trouble?" Pepper crossed her legs before taking a sip of her own wine.

"Accident prone, all of 'em. A doctor's nightmare to be around, or a dream come true if they get paid for every injury," Will joked, "If I got paid every time I fixed one of them up, I'd probably be as rich as Mr. Stark."

The two laughed together, but Will quickly sobered, thinking of the reason Pepper must have called him for, "So, we are here to discuss what kind of business, Miss Potts?"

"Oh please, call me Pepper." She said, taking a small sip before continuing, "And yes, business. I'd like to offer you a temporary job working for me. And before you say anything, let me explain, alright?"

Will nodded, but was apprehensive already. He had a job; taking care of New York City and helping out at Camp Half Blood. But he let her speak her mind. "With my shoulder the way it is, I need help getting around, doing everyday things. Running a company shared with Tony will become increasingly difficult for me by myself. And I have no knowledge when it comes to the medical area of your expertise.

"I just need an assistant for a while. But not only that, I need someone with a medical prowess such as yourself. Therapy and rehabilitation isn't something I'll be able to keep up on my own, and you seem to excel, at least in what I've seen, at doctoring."

"Pepper, I really appreciate this, but-"

She held up a hand, silencing him, "Listen, Will. I need a physical therapist and a temporary assistant. Why not have both in one? Besides, I can pay you a handsome figure."

Money was pretty much immaterial to Will. Nico was the son of Hades, the god of wealth. Being the Prince of the Underworld came with serious benefits, such as the two of them being able to live comfortably without having to work outside of Camp. But maybe it was time that Will bring in a bit of money? He can't just live off of Nico's wealth; he wanted to help support them.

He sighed, "Can I call someone and discuss the job opportunity with them?"

She nodded, "Of course. Take all the time you need. There's a bathroom down the hallway and to the left."

Will followed her instructions, locking the door behind him. He debated with either calling him or IMing him, but decided to go with the former. Didn't want to freak out any mortals, and he wasn't sure if there were any cameras in the Avengers Tower, and wasn't going to risk it. He found Nico's number and pressed Call.

The man picked up on the fifth ring, and Will noted that his breathing was labored and it sounded like he was running, "Hey Nico, can you talk?"

"NOT REALLY!" Will heard a roar in the background, and immediately tensed up, "What's up?!"

Will sighed, "Are you trying to have a conversation and fight at the same time?"

"Maybe!"

Will explained the situation to Nico with hushed tones, and near the end of the story, he heard the monster roar once more, "What is it? Where was it?"

The sound of a sword hitting something metal rang, and Will rubbed his ear to rid of the sound, "Baby drakon thing. Two empousa. Hiding out in an alleyway near Mount Olympus. Got the she-demons dead. But gods, the drakon is as big as a freaking tank."

"Do I need to go over and help you?"

"No, just… just take the job!" He heard a grunt and heard something crackle. If he had to guess, Nico was trying to bury the thing to incapacitate it so he could get a good shot, "The offer sounds great, babe! Besides, you want to help her out, right?"

"Yeah, but-"

"I don't have time to argue with you about this!" Another clang, another curse, "Besides, maybe you could meet that arrow guy you practically worship!"

Will was about to deny it, but found that he couldn't; Hawkeye was just too damn cool, "Fine. I'll take the offer. But we're discussing this when I get home, understood?"

"Yup! I understand!" He grunted once more, and the sound of a balloon releasing its air filled the phone's speakers, along with the sound of sand falling to the ground. Nico must've killed it, "Love you, sunshine."

"Love you too."

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Waking up the next morning was a struggle.

Will just wasn't used to getting up early for a job, seeing as the only job he really had was working at Camp. But campers never really got injured until later in the day, so he would usually start leaving around noon. Though waking up early did have a few perks.

The main one being able to see Nico.

The son of Hades was generally quiet when he slept. He made little noise, and even though he was taller than Will (by only a few inches!), he always curled himself up in the smallest ball possible. His dark hair spread out on the pillow, and he bunched up the blankets with his fists, which were curled up tightly against his chest. Gods, his boyfriend was cute.

But Will had to start moving. He carefully stepped over Nico and made his way to the dresser, pulling out some nice jeans and a light blue button down. He looked closer at himself in the mirror and saw light blond hairs beginning to sprout on his face. Will decided he could go another day without shaving; the facial hair was too light to be seen on his tan skin anyway.

He straightened out his outfit and made his way to the kitchen to make some coffee and eggs. With the coffee pot going, Will grabbed the eggs and a frying pan, deciding to make Nico breakfast before he left for work.

Will made what they liked; sunnyside up for him, and scrambled for the King of Ghosts. He grabbed the spatula and made quick work of his own two eggs before moving on to Nico's. A small smile was on his face, and he didn't seem to notice the lightbulbs in the room getting brighter with his happiness. A nameless tune made its way out of his mouth, making him hum listlessly. Even Will had to cringe at one of the notes he tried to hit; seems his siblings were right, he really is tone deaf.

Two arms made their way around his waist, and Will's smile only grew. A face buried itself in the crook of his neck, listening to Will hum. The owner of the arms moved them left and right, swaying in the early morning.

Will tilted his head so the the side of his face met Nico's dark and unruly hair. Reaching over to grab the salt, he seasoned the man's eggs, to which Nico grunted appreciatively. He put the food on a paper plate and set the pan in the now fixed sink before turning around and hugging his boyfriend, who had yet to say anything other than grunt.

Coffee, then.

He squeezed him once before untangling himself from Nico's lanky arms to get out some coffee mugs. He poured the coffee, black for Nico and half cream for Will, and set them at the table. He set out the plates of eggs and some forks as well. He ruffled Nico's hair as he passed him to sit in his own seat to get a grunt in return. Tired Nico was something Will wished he could see more often.

It took a few minutes, but they both gradually woke up. It was nearing 8 in the morning, meaning Will had to leave soon. Nico murmured, "You want me to walk you over to the tower? Or are you going to hail a cab?"

Will grinned, "Don't you have training today? Something tells me Clarisse won't be happy if you're late again."

Nico let out a soft curse under his breath before taking another long swig of coffee, "She can teach the morning classes for once and let me have a break while I walk you to your first day of work."

"Neeks, I'll be fine. You need to help train the other kids, alright?" Will smiled, "Besides, this isn't like the first day of kindergarten. It's work. No need to get yourself all up in a knot over it, deathboy."

Only a grunt left Nico's lips, before he finished his eggs. He put his paper plate in the trash and the mug in the sink before stalking off to their bedroom. Will let out a soft laugh before standing up and doing away with his own dishes before walking to the bathroom.

He brushed his teeth and then his hair, trying to tame the light blond curls into submission. A shadow made its way behind him and into the living room, something that made Will jump a bit, but he calmed himself down; Nico was a quiet person, especially when he moved around. Will walked out of the bathroom to see Nico tying up his bootlaces, a sword at his side. Nico lifted his eyes, and Will smiled. His eyes were a dark brown, almost an obsidian black, and it seemed as if one stared in them long enough, the madman glint in his eyes would swallow you whole.

It made Will shudder every time, but he was never scared of the son of Hades. No, when Nico looked at Will, his eyes were filled with something indescribable that made Will's heart swell with happiness and pride. Will walked over and sat next to Nico and began tying up his own boots, sliding in the knife in its usual holster. Being friends with Piper came with many benefits, the main one being able to have clothes made by Aphrodite kids that have holsters and sheaths in them.

Will leaned over and hugged Nico with one arm, and Nico gave him a kiss on the top of his head, earning a sigh from the son of Apollo. Nico sat up, Will following him. They walked over to the door together, and Will smiled at Nico, "I'll see you tonight, Neeks. Maybe we can go get some McDonald's, huh?"

Nico's smile seemed to grow even wider, the grin bordering on animalistic, "That sounds amazing, sunshine." He leaned over and gave a peck on Will's lips, who closed his eyes. When he felt the pressure leave his lips, he opened them to see Nico gone.

Must've shadow-traveled. He really should keep that power to a minimum. But Will just shook his head and grabbed his wallet and cell phone before leaving the apartment and locking the door behind him.

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