A week or so later, both the Roman demi-gods and the Hunters were at Camp Half-Blood. Will and Nico had decided on

*drum roll please*

a casual meal at McDonald's as their news sharing site. When the Roman demi-gods had arrived 4 days earlier, they had asked them to come there with them on the Friday night, after the game of capture the flag. Nico was still pissed at the fact that he could not participate in said game, but he dealt with it well enough. The lie was that Nico had eaten something bad, and had terrible food poisoning. It would explain the constant vomiting.  

Will woke up when he heard heaving. He sighed, dragged himself out of bed, and shuffled over to the cabin's bathroom. He stumbled in to find Nico riding the porcelain bus. He sighed, began rubbing his back and whispering soothing words in his ear. "I hope you die a painful and prolonged death, son of Apollo," Nico muttered before vomiting one last time.

"Well Death Boy, it took two to tango," Will nervously chuckled, knowing full well that Nico could make such a statement true. Nico gave one more dry heave before sighing deeply. Will moved his reassuring arm rubbing towards Nico's ever so slightly rounded abdomen, and began massaging it in a soothing manner. Nico gave a content sigh and leant into his boyfriend's touch. Will smiled and moved his head closer to Nico's baby bump. "Hello, bub. Can you please stop giving your mum so much trouble?" Nico looked up at him, appaled.

"Why am I the mum?! I am a man through and through!" Will laughed and gave him a kiss on the nose.

"You're the mum because you're carrying our bub," Nico grumbled and protested.

"If anything, I'd be papà," Will smiled and said:

"Fine. But that'd mean I'd be Da," Nico gave a slight smile and kissed Will.

"Deal," Will smiled. Just then Nico paled. He looked like he had seen a ghost. He very well might have. Will waved a hand infront of his face.

"Nico?" Nico shook his head, but his overly  pale face remained.

"Today's the- today's the day that we tell them," he blanched again. "What if they don't accept us? What if they think we're freaks? What if-" Will grabbed Nico's face and pulled it into place to face his.

"Nico," he paused, a puzzled expression on his face. "Neeks, what is your middle name?" Nico blinked.

"I don't have one Will," Will seemed to mentally shrug, then continued.

"Nico Di Angelo, you are being ridiculous. You know that they will be fine with it. If not, I seriously hope that they don't get injured badly, cause I won't be helping them!" Will then kissed him hard on the lips in a reassuring manner. "Besides. I love you. And that's enough, right?" Nick nodded, and sighed.

"We should get ready, mi amore. The game always makes people over react. The infirmary will be packed soon enough," Will laughed and helped Nico get to his feet. Nico washed his face, and then the couple got dressed and headed to breakfast.