When did my life started to go haywire? I quite simply have no idea.

How do I know that my life, in fact, is messed up? When two immortals approve an idea Percy Jackson had under normal circumstances you know that the universe as you know it is falling apart. Don't get me wrong. The guy saved the world twice and one of the coolest people ever. But Percy doesn't think when he is not in a battle.

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"I have an idea" Percy cried to all our surprise. Jason opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water which was totally ironic and funny. Annabeth shook her head.

"Ah! About time. I wondered if you were true to your nickname. Do tell us your idea Percy." We were all startled as a new voice announced, the whole room was glowing silver.

"Lady Artemis!" several voices spoke out and we all stood up at once.

"Percy, I am waiting." She motioned us all to sit down and perched herself on an arm chair.

Percy scratched his neck. "Well, I was wondering if Phoebe could stay at the camp. She is clear sighted after all." He said sheepishly.

"Mm, not a bad idea. But you got one thing wrong. She is not a clear sighted mortal. She is a demigod. A child of Apollo to be quite specific." Artemis finished, her eyes on me. What? "As we speak Chiron is talking to your relatives, Will. He is arranging things with them for her to come and stay with you at the camp." She smiled kindly.

I am going back to the camp.

"Difficult times are ahead of you child. Do not attempt to help your father no matter what. He has to go through the trials by himself. Remember who matters to you most and protect them. The one you love will help you. He will be with you till the end. So, whatever happens always remind yourself of the love your heart holds for him. Let nothing make you forget that. You cannot face the ordeal put up for you alone. Let you friends help you. Let the one you love care for you. It is your turn to be taken care of."

She spoke just to me in my head. I was quite sure that only I heard the last part she added since everybody was still staring dumbfounded at a gleaming Percy. Neither did they see the way she looked at Nico's intertwined fingers with mine. I looked down at our fingers, pale and tan, woven together. Nico didn't seem to be aware of holding my hand. He seemed happy and was teasing Annabeth along with the others for over influencing her boyfriend. I thought of Nico's face few minutes back when I told them that I had to stay with my sister, away from the camp. He seemed so crestfallen that I simply wanted to throw my arms around him and take away his pain. Now he seemed happy. Do I dare to hope that it's because I can come back to the camp? That is a lot of hope when it comes to Nico di Angelo.

"Well then," Artemis clapped her hands together. "I may drop you off at the camp as a favor to Chiron. Get ready now!"

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"You are awfully quite today."

Nico observed. We were sitting on the beach, watching sunset. It's been four days since we got back from my mother's funeral. The camp was back to normal and Phoebe was happy to be here. She has taken to Annabeth and Piper, who adore her.

Then, this whole morning Nico was gone. Simply disappeared. After a frantic search all we found was a note on his pillow which didn't help me tone down my worrying.

Nico is visiting me in the Underworld. Do not be alarmed.

Lord Hades

Apparently Persephone felt bad about us and thought of relieving us a bit, according to what Nico said later. Nico wouldn't tell me anything that went down in the Underworld, simply saying that it was nothing of consequence and his father just wanted to talk to him. Simply trying to see how he was doing after the war. He didn't even grumble and complain about Persephone today. He freaking said she was nice. NICE! He brought back a vase full of hyacinths, which was a gift from Persephone, which was charmed never to wilt. It was really ironic and when Percy pointed that (of course after laughing at it, mind you) Nico said that she meant well. And I DO NOT believe a word of it. I know he talked to the rest of the Seven but not me, and whatever he told them angered Percy and worried Jason. He wouldn't simply tell me anything and that didn't sit well with my fragile ego. They must have been discussing another heroic voyage or something I wasn't a part of. I am just Will Solace the Good-for-Nothing-Healer. I was frustrated and I wanted to scream awful things at Nico. So, obviously I was not my chatty self this evening. If he wasn't going to tell I'm not going to ask.

"You can sulk. But why can't you simply ask me what went down in the underworld. You can insist to know what happened. I can't give out that information to anybody who doesn't ask." He murmured, his voice silky, cajoling me.

"Well, Nico you don't have to share everything that goes down in your strategic meetings with me. For all you know I might go and babble them to another obnoxious child of Apollo and your strategies will be revealed to the enemy, whoever that is." I looked Nico square in the eye and told him as if we were discussing the weather. I was so proud of my self-restraint until Nico started laughing.

Yes, he laughed. To add insult to the injury, that was the most beautiful peal of laughter I have ever heard. My heart swelled watching him roll on the sand, laughing. He was beautiful. Then he abruptly stopped laughing and stared at me with those unfathomable dark eyes full of an emotion I have never seen in them. Then he did the last thing I expected him to do.

He kissed me.

He leaned towards me and caught my lips with those petal soft lips. I was shocked but my body took over, responding to Nico's warm lips moving against mine. For the second my mind hesitated he tried to pull away but my arms snaked around his waist and pulled him closer to me. His arms hesitantly went around my neck and one hand found its way into my mess of hair as I slowly rubbed circles around his back. My tongue traced his plump lower lip, making him pull my hair as a tremble ran down his back. He opened his lips for me and stared kissing me fervently and I moaned into his sweet warm mouth.

I was kissing Nico.

Something snapped inside my head. I was kissing freaking Nico di Angelo. So far it was my body which was responding to the kissing while my mind ogled. It was then I realized that I was kissing the boy I loved for years. I fell in love with him the day I set my eyes on him. Then, I tried to convince myself that it was just a crush. While he kept disappearing and reappearing I tried to placate myself by dating other people at the camp. But every time he showed himself I was back at square one, drooling over him. I would leave everything behind and try to sneak a minute alone with him. I would stalk him all over the camp. I have lost a lot of sleep over him when he wasn't in the camp, worrying if he was even alive. My infatuation irritated my siblings even though they had no idea who was the object of my affection. For years I was infested with Nico di Angelo. But now he was in my arms, kissing me, his small body melting into my strong frame. He smelled like spring, of warm weather, apple blossoms, cinnamon, fresh drizzle of rain and… ice. His overall smell made me think of ice. Not freezing-in-the-winter ice. But ice-in-a-sweet-drink-in-the-summer ice. I have never really liked ice. Cold and Will, not a good combination. But now, the icy breath of Nico's smell swept away all the worries and exhaustion last week brought. Besides, you know what the best thing was, when I was being most difficult Nico didn't walk away. He simply kissed me. The handful of times I have been truly difficult, people walked away from me. I was supposed to be the caring one. I was supposed to put the other before me. But not with Nico. With Nico we both can have ups and downs, we both can be difficult and the other will patiently wait the bad moods to end. With Nico I could be my true self. Finally, he was returning the torturously intense feelings I have always had for him. I didn't have to worry about somebody else sweeping him off his feet anymore. I would protect him, from himself and from the rest of the world. He was mine.

My Nico.

That revelation rang in my head. Nico pulled away for air and looked me in the eye. He was never this bold when it comes to relationships. It must be his affection for me that made him bold. I marveled at the thought. Oh! Dear dear Nico.

"Don't you dare even think again that you are not important. Do you hear me? I wouldn't trade you for the whole world. Not even for my mother and sister. Don't ever ever think that, you idiot." Nico held my face in his hands as he spoke.

"I love you Nico, more than the whole word." My voice was small but confident as I let out those words that were trapped for years in my heart painfully. His cheeks colored up a delightful shade of pink and finally he broke his eyes away from mine. When he looked back up his doe eyes were slightly wet, so full of uncharted emotions and was sparkling as he spoke in a very small voice I hardly caught the words.

"I love you more."

I caught his lips in a fierce kiss this time, beseeching, begging and asking for all the love he has for myself.

A/N Thanks for all the favorites and reviews everybody. You are an amazing readership.

Did Zeus kill Will's mother? Not really. It wasn't like with Nico's. It's more like a curse that 'beloveds of Apollo will come to hurt'. What are you trying to do? Bring Zeus' wreath on me? lol. Any story ideas are welcome. Don't hesitate to point out the mistakes, please. Love ya'll. :)