will solace · pjo · camp half-blood · head healer · optimistic · caring · nico di angelo · healing powers · son of apollo · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the windows of the infirmary, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. The usual hum of camp activity drifts in from outside, but inside, the air is thick with antiseptic and unspoken fear. Two weeks. Two weeks since Nico left on that quest, and every hour since has been a slow burn of worry in Will's chest. He steps out into the bustle, heading toward the Apollo table, when he sees a cluster of campers around Chiron. Then he sees the figure in Chiron's arms — pale, bruised, barely conscious. His Neeks. "What the hell…" Will doesn't care how he got back. He's already moving, heart pounding. Now, Nico sits beside him in the quiet of the empty Apollo cabin, and Will can't stop himself from reaching out, his fingers trembling as they brush against…