Hello my wonderful readers! I know it has been a long time since I've updated anything on my account, but I'm glad to have finally finished the next chapter of this story. Again I am sorry it has taken me so long, but if you read my author's note then you would understand why. Just a quick update on that, I am feeling a lot better than before. I have gotten the help I needed and am in a much better place than the previous time I talked to you guys. I am sad to say that I can't go back to updating like I used to years ago due to the fact that I decided to go back to university and start planning my life, but I am still writing when I can. Thank you all for your love and support these past few years! I absolutely adore every single one of you and I thank you for being so patient with me. Now without further ado, here is the next chapter you have all been waiting for!

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson. All rights to Rick.

Warning: Foul language and implied sexual content were used in the making of this chapter. Reader discretion is advised.

"If someone were to harm my family or a friend or somebody I love,

I would eat them.

I might end up in jail for 500 years, but I would eat them."

- Johnny Depp

Hold On To You

Act IV: Scene I

"So, you did the deed, didn't you?"

Will choked on the piece of Hawaiian pizza he had in his mouth. "What?"

Piper raised her brows suggestively. "You know... The horizontal hula? Gland-to-gland combat?" Will's face flushed so deeply he swore there was steam coming off his skin. He thought she was done until she whispered, "Did he Slytherin to your Hufflepuff?"

"Piper!" He yelled, not caring that his voice resonated throughout the restaurant. "Could you stop?!"

"I thought the last one was pretty clever actually," Annabeth chimed in, taking a sip from her ice tea.

Piper beamed with pride. "Thank you. At least someone's appreciative of my euphemisms."

"They totally did it, by the way. I can tell just from how red he's getting."

Piper turned to her friend in earnest. "Do you think Nico was a top or bottom?"

"Definitely top since it was Will's first time, but I wouldn't be surprised if he wanted to be a bottom every now and then. Will could probably top if he had experience."

"Uh, hello? I'm right here!" Will spluttered.

Piper nodded in agreement, ignoring his presence completely. "True, I can see that. If I were lesbian I'd want to top though."

Annabeth laughed. "No way. You have bottom written all over you. I'd be a top."

"Bitch please," she scoffed. "If I was your top, I'd rock your world and you know it."

"I don't think-"

"HEY!" Both girls whipped their heads towards him. "As much as I'd love to hear you guys flirt fight about who would be a better top, can we just not talk about this right now?"

Piper winced. "Oh... Was it bad?"

"No!" he spluttered. "That's not it! It was amazing. Perfect, actually. I just-"

"Ah, so the rumors are true. He is good in bed." She wiggled her eyebrows.

Annabeth stuffed a piece of bread in Piper's face. "Here. Eat this and leave the poor boy alone. You've tortured him enough."

"I was just curious," she said, chewing glumly at the loaf.

"And anyways, I didn't want to bring this up until I was sure, but there's a guy behind Will who's been hardcore staring for the past ten minutes."

Will straightened. As stealthily as he could, he peeked over his shoulder and sure enough, there was a man a few booths away practically glaring in his direction.

Chills ran up Will's spine. Could this be the same man that kept lurking around the school parking lot? He peeked over his shoulder. The fedora hat was the same, but he wore a leather jacket this time instead of a trenchcoat and this man sported a beard that reminded Will of a stereotypical lumberjack.

Piper visibly shivered. "Man, that guy's giving me the creeps. Do you know him Will?"

"No, I have no idea who he is."

"Well it sure looks like he knows you," Annabeth commented. "We'll stay with you until he leaves, just to be on the safe side."

"Thanks guys," Will said appreciatively. The relief in his voice was clear, making both girls smile.

They could be strange at times, but he adored his friends and how protective they were. He just hoped that these random creepy occurrences would stop after tonight because if not, Will wasn't sure what he'd do.


"Are you sure we can't give you a ride?"

Will shook his head. "Yeah, don't worry. Nico sent me a text that said he'd be here in a few minutes. You guys go."

The girls sighed. "Alright," Annabeth said. "We'll see you on Monday."

He waved as the two drove off in Piper's Jeep. He then spotted a bench nearby and decided to wait for Nico there.

As Will sat, his mind wandered back to the dinner conversation. Although his first time with Nico was truly incredible, he couldn't help but wonder about the events beforehand. What had Nico's father said to him at the jail that made him so upset? Will wanted to bring up the topic again, but was afraid that Nico wouldn't want to open up, especially with the way he stormed out of the prison.

Will was so distracted with his own thoughts that he didn't notice someone had sat beside him on the bench until they coughed. He turned his head slightly to find that it was the same man from the restaurant.

Fear rose in his chest. He was positive that the man had left over an hour ago. Had he been waiting outside for Will this whole time?! He checked his watch, praying that Nico would arrive in the next ten seconds.

"It's a nice night isn't it?"

Will nearly jumped out of his seat from the sound of the man's voice. It was deep and strong with a heavy Italian accent. His eyes didn't move from the night sky as he spoke, which surprisingly made Will more anxious.

"Uh yeah. Real nice."

"It's too bad the city lights block the brightness of the stars. Where I come from, you can see every constellation in the sky."

Will wasn't one for small talk with strangers, especially ones that creep him out, but he decided to play along until Nico arrived. "Oh really? Where are you from?"

"My family had a farm in Tuscany, so I worked there until I was of age. I then moved into the city and started my own business, but after a while decided to move to America since there were better opportunities here."

Will nodded. He didn't know why this guy was telling him his life story, but it was better than having him stalk Will home.

"I didn't realize how large of an Italian comminuty there was until I got here. I was impressed to say the least. My oldest friend, Hades di Angelo, was as well."

Will never knew a heart could stop beating the way his did in that moment. His entire body turned to ice at the sound of the name. This man knew Nico's father?! How did he know him?!

My dad's business was illegal.

Will's stomach dropped.

Drugs, trafficking, hit men... All that fun stuff. He was basically the leader of an Italian mafia.

Oh god.

"I haven't seen him in years," the man continued. "But I heard that he has a son that lives downtown. Nico, I believe." Will could barely breathe as the man finally turned to face him. His dark menacing eyes boring into Will's. "You wouldn't happen to know him would you?"

Will froze in place. He was absolutely petrified. This man -who was possibly a member of a mafia- was looking for Nico? This had danger written in bright bold letters all over it.

He knew one thing for certain though. He had to protect Nico at all costs. He wasn't sure what this man wanted with Nico, but it could not be anything good. So the best plan he could come up with at the moment was to lie.

But as soon as Will opened his mouth, another man appeared from the shadows, his gruff voice resonating through the empty street as he called out, "Antonio!"

The man who sat beside him -Antonio- looked over his shoulder in annoyance. "Well if it isn't the welcoming committee."

The man strode up, sporting the same trench coat Will saw on the guy from the school parking lot. His face was somewhat hidden by the shadows that his hat casted, but the grim line of his mouth was palpable. "You know it isn't in your best interest to be in this area."

"And you should know that it isn't in your best interest to threaten me," Antonio countered.

The man held his ground. "The Prince will not like you trespassing. Leave now."

Antonio looked around for a moment, his body turning stiff. "Fine, I'll go. For now." Without sparing a glance in Will's direction, Antonio got up from the bench and began to walk away, but stopped short when he reached trenchcoat man. "Il principe mi deve dei soldi. Mi farà male le persone che si preoccupa se non lo ricevo. Non fare errore su questo."*

And with that said, Antonio disappeared into the night.


"Are you okay?"

Will's mind whipped back into focus. "What?"

"You seem distracted," Nico clarified. "You haven't talked much since I picked you up an hour ago."

That was because his thoughts were still reeling from the encounter with Antonio. He knew Nico's father and by extension, knew about Nico. He clearly wanted to find him, but Will knew deep down that it wasn't for something pleasant.

"I'm fine," Will said as reassuringly as he could. "Just thinking about college and stuff. Don't worry."

Nico shrugged. "Alright. If you say so." He then went back to strumming his guitar.

Will watched him for a moment and recalled how the man in the trenchcoat had mentioned something about a Prince. Nico might act like anything other than royalty, but he sure did look like one. From the broadness of his shoulders to the sharpness of his jaw. From the way the loose strands of his hair would fall into his eyes, to the way he would stare at Will with a gentleness that was specifically saved for him.

Nico glanced up and caught him staring. "What?"

Will smiled slightly. "Nothing. Just... I love you."

A light pink hue peeked out onto his cheeks. It still amazed Will that he could make him blush like that. "I love you too, Will."

He couldn't hold back anymore. With the events that happened earlier and the rising fear that people could be after Nico and threatening his safety, Will needed reassurance. He needed to know that Nico was good and safe. He needed to feel it.

He took the guitar from Nico's hands.

"What're you-" Will's lips were over Nico's before he could finish his sentence.

Nico gasped, surprised that Will was kissing him out of blue so fiercely, but he recovered his shock quickly.

He pushed Will back onto the sofa and began running his fingers over any piece of exposed skin he could find. Will did the same. He eventually got tired with the barrier Nico's shirt was providing and tugged on it. Nico got the hint and took his shirt off in a swift movement. In less than a millisecond, Will was there. Putting his mouth over every inch of warm skin that he could see.

Nico let out a gravelly moan. "God, Will... I don't know what's gotten into you, but don't stop."

He didn't plan to. He gently pushed Nico off of him, took his hand and guided him back to the bedroom.

They each stripped one another's clothing piece by piece, exchanging fervent kisses inbetween. Pleased sighs and lengthy moans filled the air as their hands and mouths explored each other's bodies.

"Nico," Will whispered.

"Mm?" he questioned. His mouth currently busy sucking on Will's neck.

Will did his best to concentrate. "Do you, uh, know Italian?"

Nico's lips curved into a smile against his skin. "Why do you want to know?"

"I was just curious. If you do, I'd like too hear you speak it."

Nico rose up to his forearms and stared down at Will, a look of pure seriousness resting on his face. "Mi piace grandi botti e non posso mentire."

Will took in a sharp breath. He had no idea what he had said, but it was the sexiest thing he'd ever heard. "That's beautiful. What does it mean?"

He grinned boyishly. "I like big butts and I cannot lie."

Will smacked him. "What the hell?! And here's me thinking you were actually being romantic!"

He laughed. "I'm sorry. How about I make it up to you?"

He began leaving a trail of feather light kisses from Will's jaw, to his neck, to his chest, to his torso, and...

Yeah. Nico's apologies were the best apologies.


"You sure I can't convince you?"


"But it doesn't hurt a lot! I swear it's just like a pinch."


"Come on. You know you want it."

"I wouldn't even know where to put it."

Nico reached over and touched the skin just above Will's bottom. "What about here? You can get something like: Property of Nico di Angelo. Approach at your own risk."

"No way!"

"And why not?"

"Because 1. that's a mouthful and 2. I'm not getting a tramp stamp."

Nico laughed loudly. "Yeah I guess you're right. Then what about here?" He gently grazed over the space above Will's heart.

"Well, that's not a bad place, but I still wouldn't know what to get. Plus... I'm kinda afraid of the needle."

His hand paused as he glanced at Will curiously. "You -a future doctor- are afraid of needles?"

Will hid behind his hands in shame. "Don't judge me! I just don't like them poking into my skin. I can do it for other people."

"You're a strange specimen Will Solace."

"Yes, I know." He sighed. "What about you? Are you thinking of getting another tattoo."

Nico leaned back and tucked his hands behind his head. "Yeah. I have an idea of what I'll get next."


He smirked. "Not telling."

Will rolled his eyes. "Fine. If you're gonna be all secretive and childish about it-"

"It's not that," he chuckled. "I just want to surprise you is all."

"Okay, okay," Will conceded.

They laid together in comfortable silence. Will was soothed by the sound of Nico's deep breathing, indicating that he was close to falling asleep. He wasn't sure if now was a good time to bring up his encounter with Antonio and Trench Coat Man, but he figured he'd have to do it sooner or later. And if Antonio was looking for Nico and was an old friend of Hades as he had said, then sooner was probably better.

"Hey, Nico?"


"Do you um, happen to know anyone named Antonio?"

The silence in the room was no longer comfortable. The air filled with tension as Nico slowly rose to a sitting position. His eyes were hard and his teeth were clenched as he gritted out, "How do you know that name?"

Will's eyes widened in alarm at his reaction. "Before you picked me up today, he approached me. H-He started talking about stars and Italy and then before I know it, he started asking me if I knew about you."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything. This other guy came and told him he was trespassing. He then said some words in Italian and left."

Nico stood up and began pacing, cell phone in hand. He furiously dialed a number and waited, eyes as hard as stone.

Once the person on the other line picked up, he yelled, "IDIOTA!"

Will jumped in his skin. He had never heard Nico shout so loudly before, and frankly it was terrifying.

"Come potresti lasciare Will solo?! Sei stupido?!"**

He didn't know why Nico was talking about him, but it obviously was about something urgent.

After hearing what the people on the other line had to say, Nico blew up. "I don't care that you two had to go to the washroom! He could have DIED!"

He was perfectly still after he heard that. What did Nico get himself into?

Nico glanced at Will, clear pain shined across his face. "Spare me your apologies. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

He hung up then and slumped into a nearby chair in the corner of the room. He covered his face with his hands and it appeared that he was attempting to control his breathing.

"Nico?" Will asked tentatively. "What's going on? What're you not telling me?"

He let out a resound sigh. "You're in danger Will... And it's all my fault."

"What are you talking about? Who was that on the phone?"

He shook his head in despair, his entire body trembling in what could only be described as fear.

Will rose from the bed and kneeled in front of him. He took Nico's hands in his and tried his best to get Nico to look him in the eye, but to no avail.

"Nico. Tell me what's happening."

After a long silence, Nico let out a shuddered breath. "I rejoined."

Those two words stained Will's very being. Nico didn't need to clarify what he was rejoining in order for Will to understand the gravity of the situation. "Why? Why would you go back?"

"It was my only option. I wanted to protect you, but I didn't have the finances to do it. So I settled for manpower instead. I reclaimed my title and ordered the people below me to keep an eye on you when I couldn't."

To say he was shocked was an understatement. Nico went back to the mafia for him? To protect him? He couldn't grasp onto the reason why he would go to such great lengths to keep him safe. All Will could say at that moment was, "I can't believe you did this."

"What was I supposed to do?!" he yelled, startling Will from the sudden outburst. "Just sit back and wait for someone to come along and kill you like my mother?! Like my sister?!"

Will flinched back, the words nearly slicing through his heart. "I know you've been through a lot. Too much actually. But this wasn't the answer."

"Then what is?" he asked, his voice cold and unrecognizable. "Because so help me God, if I lose you too..."

"You won't," Will said firmly. "I promise. You won't ever lose me."

Nico finally raised his head, tears shining in his eyes. "How can you be so sure?"

He faltered. He wasn't sure. How can anyone be sure of that? It wasn't like he could control his fate. Something could happen at any moment and he'd have no way to stop it. But that was the cruelty of life. You never knew what was going to happen in the future. You could only hope for the best.

"I can't," he finally answered. "But you can't live your life in fear of what could happen, Nico. It's not a healthy way to live."

"Don't you get it, Will? I don't care what happens to me as long as you're okay. When Luke and his thugs got to you and I saw you laying in that hospital bed... It broke me." His voice bgan to quiver. "It killed me inside to know that you were in danger and I couldn't help you. I was too late to do anything about it and I promised myself to never let that happen again."

Nico grabbed Will by the shoulders and pulled him in close, squeezing him so hard that it took the air out of Will's lungs.

"So if I have to take my father's place as a mafia leader, then I'll do it. I'll do anything as long as it means you're safe."

Will was speechless. What could he even say to that? It was sweet that Nico cared so much for him, but Will didn't want Nico to put himself in harm's way for his sake. He knew that whatever he said would fall on deaf ears so if he was going to convince Nico to quit the mafia and live a normal life then he needed more information. He needed to go straight to the source of all of Nico's troubles.

He needed to have a talk with Hades di Angelo.

Teaser for the Next Chapter:

"He's gonna kill him."

Will stopped in his tracks. He turned around so quickly he was surprised he didn't get whiplash. "What?"

"Promise me. Promise me you'll take Nico as far away as possible. He's in too deep. If Antonio catches him, he's done for."


*The prince owes me money. I will hurt the people he cares about if I don't receive it. Make no mistake about that.

**How could you leave Will alone? Are you stupid?