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DREAMS

Nico woke up drenched with sweat. For a second he forgot where he was. Then he focused and he remembered that he was safe in his bunk at Camp Half-Blood. He sat up and brushed his wet hair out of his eyes. His nightmares were getting worse. The bones in the walls started to rattle. He stood up and threw on some jeans. He had to get some fresh air.

Unbeknownst to him, Thalia couldn't sleep either. She watched as Nico stepped out of his cabin and started walking to the woods. She quickly threw on a jacket and followed him.

Nico stopped when he got to Zeus's Fist. He clambered up to the top and sat, thinking about his dream. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice Thalia until she was halfway up the Fist.

"Hmmhmm," Thalia cleared her throat.

Nico whirled, reaching for a sword that wasn't there. "Oh. Hey, Thalia. Couldn't sleep either," Nico asked, turning back to watch the woods.

"No. Not a wink. How 'bout you? What's got you up this late?" Thalia asked.

Nico's face flashed with anger. "No reason. Just wanted to get away. Why are you up?" Nico asked, twisting his skull ring nervously.

"Nightmares," Thalia replied.

"Same here."

They sat in companionable silence for a few minutes.

"Do you want to talk about them?" Thalia asked.

"They're nightmares. What's there to talk about?" Nico replied.

"If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?" Nico looked at Thalia for a second. "Sure."

Thalia looked out at the woods. "Mine aren't exactly nightmares. They just make me really nervous and wake me up. Loving someone is nerve wracking and when you have dreams about him that you know can never happen because he doesn't love you back is hard. What about your nightmares, Nico?"

Nico looked down at his hands while he fidgeted. "Being a son of Hades, you'd think I'd be used to death, but watching the person you love die in increasingly horrible ways each night is horrible to say the least. I've had to watch her fall to her death, be torn apart by hellhounds, burn, freeze, be torn apart by people I considered friends, her taking her own life. I've even taken her life from her once or twice. It's become unbearable. And you know what the worst part is?" Nico asked. Thalia looked at him and shook her head. "I wake up screaming every night after watching her die and she doesn't even love me back."

For a moment, they just looked at each other. Then they both moved forward. Their lips brushed and then they kissed more fervently. Nico pulled her closer, almost into his lap. Thalia's arms snaked up around his neck and her hands got lost in his hair.

After a few moments, they pulled back.

"Trust me, Nico. I'm not going anywhere," Thalia breathed.

Nico smiled, "Maybe we can make some of your dreams a reality."

They smiled at each other and held hands all the way back to Nico's cabin.