Sorry for the wait but I wasn't sure if I was going to continue this. I still don't because I'm not sure where this is going but I'm just going to wing it. I truly see Jason being a brother towards Nico because I think it's adorable. Anyway, hope you enjoy.

-Angela R.

~Nico~

His head was spinning, his stomach was churning and overall, Nico was an absolute mess. What the Hell happened last night? The son of Hades tried to recall the events, but his mind came up blank and he was having trouble walking from all that alcohol. It was a miracle he hadn't thrown up yet. As he stumbled out of the apartment and into the busy streets to find an alley to shadow travel back to camp, he tried to understand what Valdez had said.

Nico wasn't sure if he believed it yet. It was still a complete shock to him, but waking up naked with your clothes scattered around the room of a guy that's just lying next to you...well, it doesn't take a genius to put the pieces together. Still, it couldn't be true. Nico would never do something like that. He'd learned to control himself over the years and he'd certainly never thought of the son of Hephaestus that way before. Then again, he wasn't very sober at the time and he had no memory of anything.

Finally, after tripping over his own feet, he managed to shadow travel in front of Thalia's tree. The ride made him feel sick and as soon as his feet touched the grass, Nico doubled over and threw up all the beer that he'd consumed. The taste was bitter in his mouth and all he wanted to do at this point was collapse from exhaustion, but he heard someone call his name.

"Nico," Jason yelled. Gods, he did not want to talk to anyone right now, especially him. The blond had, at one point, elected himself to be Nico's somewhat of an overprotective older brother throughout the years. Something that Nico had never agreed to but wasn't as bothered by it. The only time that he hated about the whole idea was that Jason would turn into this Mama Wolf whenever Nico got hurt, (and it could be maybe the most insignificant scratch) or when Nico made one of his sudden disappearances to the Underworld, at which he'd be bombarded with demanding questions of where he was and he talked to anyone and other trivial questions that came out of the older demigod. Seriously, he was worst than Hazel.

The Roman stopped right in front of him and opened his mouth, ready to interrogate him.

"Before you say anything-" Nico took a deep breath and vomited once more before he could finish. He couldn't support his weight any longer and he dropped to his knees.

"Oh Gods!" Jason exclaimed as he rushed to the other's side, kneeling down and rubbing his back to try to make him feel better. "Where were you last night? And why the Hell do you smell like alcohol?!" There was Mama Wolf.

When the son of Hades was able to breath again, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and continued, "Okay, I was at a bar. Happy?"

"Happy? You expect me to be happy?!" Nico got ready for one of Jason's rants, "You can't just get drunk, especially alone! What if someone were to kidnap you, or you got jumped, or even worst, a monster attacked! By the look of how much you puked, you must've drank a lot. I can't believe that you would be irresponsible enough to pull a stunt like this! Do you have any idea how worried everyone was? Do you? I don't thinks so. Why? Because you weren't thinking! And another thing-" Nico interrupted again by having a coughing fit. His throat had started to burn and all he wanted was some water.

Jason waited for the coughing to stop and helped Nico to his feet, letting the shorter boy lean on his shoulder. "My head hurts..." Nico whined weakly, as they made their way to Cabin 13.

"See? This is why we don't get drunk," Jason scolded, but was giving Nico a break from his speech considering that Nico was staggering and could barely keep his head up, longing to fall into bed and sleep for a few hours.

"...Shut up..."

The next time Nico woke up, he was in his cabin. His head was still throbbing, but his stomach had settled down. He was stripped of his clothes, excluding his boxers, he had a wet cloth on his forehead and he was tucked in his bed. He sat up slowly, noticing a cup of water and a few squares of ambrosia placed on his bedside table. There was a small note next to the cup that read:

Feel better soon. I'll call Hazel to tell her you're here.

You better have a good explanation by then.

-A very pissed off friend, Jason

More like a very pissed off mother, Nico thought. He climbed out of bed and got changed quickly, preferring to be dressed in more than his underwear when Hazel decided to storm in here and question him about his whereabouts last night. If he was lucky enough, it would only be her and not be accompanied by his other friends. He could barely handle one person at a time. Slipping on his usual attire, he emptied the glass of water and swallowed one of the squares to stop his headache, which he would soon obtain again after Hazel got her say. A sudden slam of the door being open made Nico jump slightly.

Speak of the devil, he thought as his sister strode into the room, pulling in Leo behind her. Her usual friendly face was replaced by one filled with anger and disappointment. Nico glanced at the Latino, who was muttering something to the daughter of Pluto, but he wasn't sure what it was. Why was he here? The air quickly filled with tension as Leo tried his best to look at anything that wasn't Nico.

Hazel stopped right in front of him, still gripping Leo's wrist. "Is it true what Leo said?" She demanded. At those words, Nico's heart raced and he almost couldn't breath, like he was about to throw up again as the feeling of anxiety and panic spread throughout his body. A few restless moments of silence passed between the three and Nico found himself feeling anger at the son of Hephaestus.

"What did you tell her?" He growled.

He couldn't of told her that they... Leo didn't respond as his eyes finally made eye contact. He merely stared coldly. "What did you tell her?!" Nico shouted angrily, finding himself inches away from Leo's face, his fists clenched tightly to the fabric of the other's shirt collar.

"I told her everything," He replied darkly. Nico's heart sank as he got ready for the worst.