After the person had put the breathing mask over my face, I blacked out, but it only felt like two seconds later when I woke up, presumably in a hospital bed.

I looked to my left, finding an open window letting in some afternoon sun. Birds chirped on a nearby tree, and I felt numb all over. That is, until I decided to sit up.

I groaned loudly, feeling pain in my back, spread from my spine outwards and over my shoulders. It raced down my arms and I felt my fingers twitch with uncontrolled pain.

Needless to say: ouch.

I decided to just stay still until I felt it was okay to move. I settled back onto my pillows and assessed where I was. White walls, white bed sheets, nice light hlue flooring. I concluded I was in hospital.

How did I get here? If I was hurt, then... I would have just been taken to the infirmary. Will would have healed me... but I'm in a mortal hospital. Why?

Maybe I'm back out of my hallucination. Well, this hurts a lot, so I'd rather be asleep now. I can't go to sleep now, I must find out what the Hades is going on. I mean what the hell is going on.

Just at that moment, I heard a door open and a familiar blond walked in, holding a coffee and a magazine. "So today I decided Women's Weekly, because some seven year old took the last Mythomagic Maga- oh my gosh you're awake!" He dropped his magazine and coffee on a nearby table and rushed over.

"Nico!" He sighed softly and brushed a strand of hair out of my face.

"Hey... Will," My voice was croaky and gross but Will didn't seem to mind. He enveloped me in a soft hug, obviously trying to be careful of my wounds. I breathed in his smell, of sunshine and lollipops. I don't understand how someone can smell of sunshine, so the best way to think of that is to think of a perfect summer day, the smell of fresh flowers and maybe an ocean nearby. But if summer isn't your thing, thing of just a perfect day, whether it's a day rushing about New York, all the best smells there are- that's my Will.

"You've been out a few days, but... you being awake... oh gosh when you were hit by that car I thought every bone in your body had broken,"

Something hit me in the back, and I went flying forwards, straight into Will, who quickly caught me. Before I blacked out, I heard a few girls scream and saw Will's bright orange shirt dripping with my blood. His panicked eyes blacked out of my vision.

How did a car get into Camp? That doesn't even make any sense.

I looked up into Will's bright blue eyes. "What happened?" I asked softly. Will pulled back and sat next to me on the bed, gently moving my head to sit on his lap. I felt him play with my curls.

"You were walking out of the psychiatric facility-"

I gave Will another kiss, right in front of my dad and grabbed my jacket, racing passed dad and straight out the door. The sunlight hit my face and I grinned.

I turned around to look through the windows. Will waved at me. I waved back, but in a second his eyes went from warm and caring to as big as dinner plates. It looked like he was screaming my name, I heard more than 2 people calling me. But then something smashed into my back and everything went black.

"- and we were waving bye- but all of a sudden a medium sized strawberry truck hit you. Out of absolutely no where,"

That cannot be a coincidence that it was a strawberry truck. That's just completely bizarre that in my dream of Camp Half Blood, they make money by selling strawberries and in real life I was hit by a strawberry truck.

I looked up at Will who was staring down at me. "Are you okay? I should have probably gotten a doctor or something. I'm going to go do that now,"

I let the weird mortal doctors run their tests on me, and waited just waited silently for Will to come back. I met with Hazel and my father (weird because in my dreams he is a god). They sat with me and talked, and I only nodded along at the appropriate times.

Eventually they left, noticing how I wasn't paying attention to what they were saying. A few minutes after they had left, Will came back, and I noticed he had changed clothes from pale yellow crinkled clothes to a non-crinkled white polo and khaki shorts.

"Hey Nico. Heard you're not talking to anyone," I shrugged and sighed. The doctors had hyped me up on some heavy duty drugs so I couldn't feel a thing.

"Will. I wanna tell you something,"

"You can tell me everything and nothing, Neeks,"

"And I will sound super crazy and please don't put me back in there," An understanding passed between us, and Will raised an eyebrow.

"I won't put you back in there if you don't want to go. I am your... boyfriend... first and psychiatric ward doctor second. I promise it will always be like that, you first, my work second," He stepped forward and grabbed my hand, curling his pinky finger with mine. "Promise,"

So I gave him the whole story. Right from the beginning, not missing out anything. He nodded a long to it all. About half way through my explanation, Will migrated from sitting on the chair next to my bed to pushing me slightly to the side and sitting with me in bed, his arm around my shoulders.

When I finished, with a defeated "And now I'm really confused and I know I'm crazy please help me".

He was silent for a few minutes, and I began to panic. Maybe it was a bad idea to tell him. Right before I was about to yell out 'April Fools haha' he took a deep breath in.

"Nico. I never told you my brothers had died. When you said they had died, I hadn't told you yet. There was no way you would have known who my family was," He said softly.

"Lucky guess?" He pulled out his wallet from his back pocket and pulled out a photo I have never seen before. It showed his whole family sitting around a park bench, a piece of paper sitting in the middle of the brown wood. Will was grinning at Kayla across from him, and he had Lee and Michael on each side of him. Someone who I presume is his mother was standing behind Kayla and Victoria and Apollo had an arm slung over his mum's shoulders. Will looked to be around 16 in the photo, and has longer hair then now.

Will pointed to Austin, who was sitting on the actual table, in the middle of pulling on Vicki's hair.

"Who is he?"

"Umm... your younger brother Austin?"

"What does he like to do a lot?"

"Is this a trick question? Whenever I see him he's whistling the batman theme song."

"You've never met Austin," Well shit. "But you have in your 'dreams,'. What the heck Nico? What is going on? You can't imagine someone you've never met,"

"Sure I can,"

"No you really can't. It's impossible. Don't say that I've probably told you about him because I don't tell people that he does that little trick."

"Will I truly don't know what's going on,"

"Well neither do I and the worst thing is that I can't help you," We fell silent after a moment, until a familiar tall blond strolled in.

"Dad? What on earth are you doing here?"

"Checking on your dear friend Nico," Will looked at me, and with his face turned, Apollo (Will's dad) winked at me. I blinked but he had schooled his features. "You mind if I talk to your Nico for a little bit?"

"Dad?"

"What?" He smirked at Will as Will stood up, pecking my cheek. He shrugged at me, probably meaning 'we'll talk later,'

When the door shut behind Will, Will's father winked at me again.

"I think you have an eye deformity," He ignored me as he plopped into the chaie next to me, stylish glasses resting on his hesd.

"Nico. It's been a while. You've grown since we first met, with the Hunters,"

Wait what?

Ooohhhh what is going on there?!

So sorry I didn't update yesterday, but it's a holiday tomorrow for me so I will be updating my other story and might be posting out a bandAu oneshot too, if I'm not swamped with tiredness.

So tell me how this was. Good... bad? Reviews make me happy and make the chapters better!

So I haven't really edited my story thus far, so tomorrow I will also be checking for mistakes and things of the like on all my stories. Tomorrow will be a major clean up day for my profile. Yay!

Until next time, everybody!