Sorry that's it's been a while. I haven't had much time to go on my computer lately, and when I did have time I got distracted. Please, though, if I haven't updated in a while, please be patient. I am writing this for the sake of writing it. I'm not making any money out of it or getting much out of it other than the pleasure of writing it and hearing positive feedback, so reading negativity is sort of disheartening. So please, stay polite. same goes for any other fic that you may read. Anyway, enjoy!

"Da, da, dat, da, da, da, da dat..." Will was singing as he strummed his ukulele. He was sat on the bottom bunk of Lou and Kayla's bed, sandwiched between the two girls. Nico was sat at the farthest table with Hazel and Jason. He was trying to email his other sister, Bianca, for the first time in what felt like forever, but Will's aggravatingly attractive musical talent was distracting. He whipped around in his seat.

"Could you maybe try to shut up?" He hissed at the blonde, who continued strumming.

"Could you maybe try not to be a jackass." He singsonged to the tune of the melody he played.

"Hey, language!" Chiron shouted back from the drivers seat. Nico glared at Will, who had gone back to playing. Nico turned back to his laptop, and stared at the screen. He typed out his letter, trying to find the words to tell her how much he missed her.

She was rarely around. After their mother died, she enrolled in a super exclusive, all girls boarding school and stopped interacting with Nico and his father as much. During her first summer she cut them off completely, stay with her best friend during the summer and only ever calling on holidays and birthdays.

Bianca,

Dad and I have-

"No..." Nico muttered under his breath.

We miss y-

"Even worse." Nico mumbled.

"Having trouble emailing her?" Hazel asked. Nico nodded.

"What do you want to tell her, anyway?" Jason asked.

"I miss her. I don't think I've actually seen her face or heard her voice since my birthday two years ago." Nico said.

"What about this year or last year?" Hazel asked.

"She just texted me a stupid cake emoji." Nico muttered. "She's not even trying anymore."

"Nico, she's 18, she's probably really busy." Hazel tried to reason, obviously not believing what she was saying was valid in the slightest.

"But I'm her bro-" Nico was cut off in the middle of his word by a loud out of tune PLUUuUuuUUKK from the bed that Will and his friends were sat at. Nico banged on the table in frustration and shot up, turning to face them.

"Would you cut that out?!" He shouted. Will shot up too, holding his ukulele at his side.

"Make me!" He shouted. In any other situation Nico would've cocked an eyebrow at the insinuation of that phrase, just to annoy him, to fluster him, but right now all he cared about was Bianca and making his sister his sister again. Bianca was far more important than the stupid jackass he'd spent the last five years thinking about. He didn't have the energy to fight back.

"Please. Just quit it. This is important, ok?" Nico sighed.

"Why should I care?" Will asked. Nico groaned. Will was so fucking stubborn.

"It's family issues." Nico hissed. Will softened very slightly for a short moment, glancing at Kayla, who was hugging her knees to her chest and staring off into the distance. "You of all people should get that seeing as your family seems to multiply like fruit flies." Will gritted his teeth and tossed his ukulele into his bed.

"Fine." Will huffed. He sat down with his sister and friend. Nico sighed and sat back down.

Trying to type, only finally finishing the email a half hour later with Hazel and Jason's help.

He waited for ten minutes.

Then another ten.

Then another fifteen.

Then another twenty.

Then another hour. Finally he got a response.

When is your next stop?

That was it. No "I miss you too." No "So how've you been?" No "I am so sorry that I abandoned you right after the death of our mother, when you needed me most. My bad." Just "when is your next stop?" but it was something. Nico was content with something.

We stop at some motel/hotel thing in a couple miles, maybe 10-20 minutes. Our next destination is a far one, and Chiron wants us all to rest up as best as possible. That and he couldn't find a place to park a school bus full of sleeping teenagers that also has the words "THE CHIRON-MOBILE" spray painted on the side in white paint over an array of profanity. Why?

She responds within two minutes this time.

Get away from everyone else and log onto Skype on your laptop. I need to talk to you, alone.

Nico stared at his screen. He glanced up at Hazel, who'd dozed off, and Jason, who was texting either Piper or Percy, possibly both of them. He looked back to his screen.

I'll be there.

Nico's email to Bianca

Dear Bianca,

It's been over a year since I've properly heard from you. Bianca, please, say something. Whatever the hell is happening, talk to me, talk to us! We miss you, dad and I. We have another sibling. Hazel. My little sister. She'd be your little sister too if you'd just fucking talk to us! I miss you so, so much.

I've made friends since you left. You remember Percy and Annabeth, right? And Thalia, and Grover, and Clarisse? Now there's Jason (Thalia's brother) and Piper, and Leo, and Frank (Hazel's boyfriend), and Reyna. You'd like Reyna. Her sister is an Alumni of your school. She got accepted too, but didn't want to go. She lost her sister for a while.

There's also Will and his friends. They don't seem to like me. I wish I could figure him out, but I just can't. You were always the people person, the one that was good with words. You'd figure them out. You'd get them to like you. I don't know about me. Not many people like me, much. As a kid I talked too much, but after mom got sick... This was all so hard without you Bianca, and I can't imagine what it must've been like for you. Please. We miss you so, so, so much! Dad would cry if he so much as got to hear your voice again. Hazel and everyone would kill to meet you. I would kill to meet you. I just want to see you again, Bianca. Please, you're my sister. I can't stand the thought of loosing you.

Love,

Your brother,

Nico

I'm already about 99% done with the next chapter, and it's sort of emotional, so be prepared. My beta, aka Katie, aka queen- of- da- holy- frying- pan on tumblr, really enjoyed it so I am excited to post it. Bye!