In Nico's dream, he had gone to visit Percy.

It seemed like that's all he did, he practically lived in the Underworld so that he could see Percy every day. But with a sad smile, Percy would always tell him to leave, to go enjoy his life without him.

But how could Nico enjoy life without Percy Jackson in it?

When he awoke, he was shaking and sweating, but he couldn't tell why. Suddenly, he felt scared, like maybe it was all a dream. That maybe he had never gone to save Percy at all.

By now, the entire camp knows. Percy wouldn't be sleeping in Nico's cabin, if he really did save him. So he slid on his shoes and rushed to the Poseidon cabin, pounding on the door, praying it was real.

Because losing Percy a second time... He wouldn't have the strength to hide his sorrow anymore.

The door flashed open and Percy's groggy face was there, standing with confusion. Nico wrapped his arms around his chest and breathed heavy against Percy's tee shirt.

Before Percy could speak up, a feminine sounding voice broke the silence, "Nico? What's going on?"

Annabeth walked to stand next to Percy at the doorway, gripping Percy's hand.