SPOILERS FOR BURNING MAZE SPOILERS

So it was said in MoA that Nico could feel when people died (uhhh right? or have I made that up) so here's an angsty little thing about Nico clocking that Jason is dead.

… I hope he isn't actually dead though.

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Fez.

Will wasn't quite sure what was happening when he was suddenly thrown across his bed.

They had been lying across the bed in the Hades' cabin, his head resting comfortably on Nico's lap while they watched a movie Nico had been waiting to catch up on when Nico made the most guttural, pained noise and shot up out of the bed.

Will barely had a moment to get up as Nico pushed himself off the bed and skidded across the floor to rummage through his jacket pockets. One hand was pressed to his chest as if it was paining him.

"Nico, Nico! What's wrong?" Will asked, following him across the room with wide eyes.

Nico glanced up at Will. His face was pale, a sickly deathly hue and his eyes were impossibly big and black. He only saw them for a second before Nico looked away, but he was sure there was a depth to them that wasn't normal, like shadows running through them.

Nico had found something in his pocket and suddenly he was lunging towards Will.

Will flinched, he couldn't help it he was still a demigod, and when he opened his eyes he was in another cabin.

A handful of Iris campers were screaming at their sudden appearance, but Nico ignored them as he stalked towards the mister by the window. Luckily there was still light for the Iris Message—at least that was Will was assuming was happening—and Nico threw the drachma, what he'd been looking for in his jacket, through the spray of water.

"Jason." He said clearly. The drachma fell through the spray and landed in the bowl.

Nico growled and reached in to pull it out and threw it again.

"Jason Grace." He was almost yelling now, and Will could only stare on with growing horror as the message failed again and again.

Nico turned on Butch, the head councillor who was watching helplessly.

"Why isn't it working?" He demanded, and Will stepped forward to hold Nico back.

"If the person isn't able to respond it won't go through." Butch told him, and Nico growled and tried to punch the wall of mist. It didn't quite work for obvious reasons, so he kicked the stand the mister stood on.

The whimper he let out as his socked foot connected with the marble was what made Will pull him away properly, wrapping him in a hug. Nico went obediently into it, but Will could feel the slump in his shoulders as defeat.

"What's the matter?" He asked, with a sickening feeling that he already knew what had happened.

Nico's breath was hitching against Will's neck and Will knew then that something very bad had happened if Nico was crying like this in front of a whole cabin. None of the campers said anything, understanding that there had to be a big problem if the son of Hades was in their cabin.

Nico drew back just an inch, his hand still clutched over his heart. His eyes were wide and teary and still reflected the shadows of the Underworld.

"I felt him." He said in a broken voice.

"I felt him go down. Jason Grace is dead."