Nico had been wondering when Percy would approach him. After all, when he got out of Tartarus, he would've liked emotional support. Percy got most of it from Annabeth, but Nico supposed that the son of Poseidon wanted to clear the air about a few things.

They exchanged a few words of demigod small talk, and then Percy brought up Tartarus.

Nico listened to his story. He figured it was the least a... friend... could do. Even if hearing this brought back some serious PTSD. Precy had been through many of the same things he had, and it wasn't pleasant to relive them.

He was pretty sure that was the right word. Percy had been many things to him over the year. Protector. Enemy. Even, dares he say it, crush. But all of that was over now. He thought that friend was the best word to describe their complicated relationship.

They talked a bit more before Nico told Percy to "give him some space". Percy nodded, although Nico could see the touch of hurt on his face.

Then Annabeth jogged up the hill to join them. She held Percy's hand. Nico winced inwardly, but knew better than to show it.

In a brief exchange, they wished each other luck. Then Reyna and Hedge joined them.

It's like a Doomsday Party up here, Nico thought.

More demigod small talk."Good luck" and "Don't die" and all that. Hedge, admittedly, made things a little awkward. And...wait, was his wife pregnant?

Note to self: Ask Hedge about it later. Unless, of course, we die before I get the chance.

Then, Nico shadow-travelled the questers out of the area, and the quest for peace, unity, and hauling a 40-foot statue across the globe was begun.

A/N: Yeah, I know, shorter than usual, but that's OK! (I think...) So yeah, last chapter! I'll be starting a few new fanfics soon, but one at a time. My next priority is a prompt I adopted from "DDaughterofAthena". So expect it soon!