Hey guys. So, I'm not sure if this fits in with the original stories but I didn't want to reread them and I had this story stuck in my head. I planned this to be a one-shot but it got so long I decided to make four short chapters out of it. I hope you like it.

Nico had very conflicted about the figurine of Hades. When he first got it from Percy as a gift from Bianca he'd thought, if he had thought anything at all, "And this is what she'd died for?". He'd been so angry at Bianca for leaving him, at Percy for not being the hero he thought he'd be and at this stupid figurine for killing his sister and being so god damn useless.

He'd dropped it and left it there on the ground, but as soon as he did, he'd felt as if he'd left some part of him behind. This was his last reminder of Bianca after all.

When he got it back from Percy – Percy, why did it always have to be Percy? - Nico hadn't known if he should be relieved or sad. So he decided to be neither and to just put the figurine in his pocket without looking at it. And there it had stayed for years. In the pocket of his trousers, only taken out when he switched his jeans. He tried to get rid of it a few times but he couldn't do it. He couldn't even look at it, much less hold it in his hand.

The first time Nico properly looked at the figurine was when he met Hazel. Hazel had a talent to immediately guess what was going on. She figured out he was from around the same time era as she was and she somehow figured out that she wasn't his only sister. Months later she told him that she had long ago figured out he was gay as well.

Hazel didn't press but Nico felt it was his duty to at least tell her about Bianca and therefore he took out the figurine and told her how she'd raised him, how she'd left him and how she'd died. And when he sat there on the cold, wet grass somewhere near San Francisco, Hazel put her arms around him and let him cry on her shoulder. She looked at him with sad eyes, closed his hands around the figurine and whispered: "She sounds wonderful." It was a reasonable thing to say, Bianca had been wonderful. She'd always been there for him and had protected him from boys who had teased him in school. She'd always bought him Mythomagic cards. Hell, she'd died for him. It was a reasonable thing to say, then why did it make him so mad?

Nico jumped up and pushed Hazel backed.

"No, she wasn't", he cried out. "She left me. She left me to be with them. Those hunters. She left me."

With a scream he threw the figurine in the field in front of him. As soon as he saw it hit the ground, he crumbled to the ground, sobbing.

There was silence after that, Hazel let him cry and didn't touch him again. She just sat there beside him and looked at the field. It took several minutes until the tears dried.

"I'm sorry", Nico said then. "I shouldn't have said that. Bianca was wonderful. I don't-"

"Stop right there", Hazel interrupted. "It's okay. It's okay to miss her, you know? But it's also okay to be mad at her. She did leave you and it hurt you and you never got the chance to talk to her about it. I'm sure she had her reasons but it doesn't mean you have to understand them nor does it mean you can't be mad. And the fact that she's dead doesn't change anything about the fact that she'd hurt you."

Hazel placed her hand on the ground, concentrated and picked up the little figurine of Hades after a few seconds.

"Just don't let your anger make you forget about all the wonderful things she did for you", Hazel said with a small, sad smile and held out the figurine.

Nico took it from her and put it in his pocket.