Nico-
It's not like people think death is. You don't see a light, you don't see god's angels come down and bring you to Heaven. You don't visit the underworld. At least, not me. I was looking down on my hospital room, floating, transparent. Percy sat next to my bed and I tried to wipe his hair out of his sad, sad eyes. My hand went straight through his head and it dawned on me. I'm not alive anymore. Just a spirit.
The room was flooded with nurses and doctors now, pushing Percy away from my body. I watched as they tried to revive me, CPR and shocks and antibiotics. Suddenly, I was dragged into the body and my shoulder started to hurt.
Percy-
I sat in the corner, tears covering my face. I heard him cough and looked up, wiping my eyes. Nico's hand reached between the four doctors that surrounded him and I grabbed it. The doctors filed out of the room and I made a sad laugh, "Don't scare me like that, Nico."
He smiled and told me about how he watched from the top of the room. How he was sucked back into his body. How his shoulder hurt the most. How the first thing he did while he was dead was try to wipe my hair out of my eyes. Let me know that he was okay.
I gave him a slight smile and kissed his forehead, running my hand through his hair, "I missed you."
Nico gave me a smile and kissed my forehead too, "Missed you too."
Nico-
The doctor said I was discharged but bed-ridden for a couple weeks. He also gave the school a call saying that Percy was my guardian while injured.
We got home and Percy helped me to my room, change into pajamas, and then we sat on the bed. My head on his chest, his fingers in my hair. I felt my eyes close slowly as his fingers traced my spine, the curve of my shoulder blades, the nape of my neck. Everything that made me shiver. I drifted off into sleep and dreamt of what I'd seen in the hospital. Percy's tears, the flat line on the screen, the artificial light of the room.
Percy-
Nico breathed small, short breaths against my shirt as I traced the lines down his neck, good shoulder, forearm. I laced my hand with his and smiled, looking out the window into the dark. Wind blew the remaining leaves off of the trees and rain began to dance across the glass and I watched two droplets race to the bottom. I smiled and kissed Nico's forehead, "I know I promised..." I whispered, "But I realized that I can't stop somethings. I hope that I can protect you as much as I can. I'll try."
I felt Nico's arms wrap around my torso and I smiled, "Love you to the moon and back."
Side note: I'm starting a new Fan fiction about how he was shot that will take place after this.