A/N: I own neither of these things or any of the characters, but I love Nico with every fiber of my being. Not beta'd, but I proofread it to the best of my abilities at the moment. SPOILERS FOR SEASON 9 FINALE AND HOUSE OF HADES.

If there was one thing Nico hated about shadow traveling it was the smell of sulfur that hung in the air. When he shadow traveled the the smell of sulfur lingered in his nose for days, but how else was he supposed to freaking travel when his Dad summoned him while he was in the middle of conversations or peeing. He just wanted to pee in peace. The shadows melted back to their original state and Nico walked up the long hallway that would lead to the doors that would reveal his father on the other side. The guy was probably sitting on his throne torturing something and/or someone or listening to some AC/DC, what else would the ruler of the Underworld do? Nico pushed open the heavy black doors and knelt waiting for the signal of acknowledgment. Why did his dad have to insist on this?

"Hello, Nico," came the gravely voice. Nico's cue to look up, however when he did he saw that he was not alone with his father and there sure was not music playing or screams of the helpless. There was, however, a man with a long black coat, kind of stout, staring intently at Nico and a man who was, well handsome if Nico had to say something about it. His hair was short, but not too short. He looked confused, yet angry, eyes flashing from black to deep green. Nico looked at his father who in turn was looking at the confused/angry man with his own set of mixed emotions.

"What is this?" Nico gestured to the two men not hiding his disdain for being summoned. His father sighed and put his chin in his hand, leaning on the armrest of the throne. The grim faces that were tethered to his father's robe shifted along with him, but instead of their usual tortured expressions they seemed to want to inch closer to the green eyed man to seek comfort.

"Sir, I did not believe that this would happen. I did not know. There were only rumors." The stout man stammered in an accent. This was strange. Nico had seen this man around. Hades favorite that wasn't immortal. Although, Nico didn't see why, but at the same time he didn't even want to know. He did know that this man was the King of the sector called Hell in the Underworld. He was newish and had modeled his new kingdom after the Fields of Punishment in a way. The old king was locked away, something about another prophecy coming about. Nico wasn't too interested in others prophecies. He had just got out of one and sucked into another.

"Crowley, I'll deal with you later. Nico, as for you, I need you to show Dean around." Hades instructed looking determined to not have questions asked. Nico didn't know what was going on, but he wasn't going to give a tour of the Underworld to some stranger that looked like he could go on a murderous rampage at any moment without getting some answers.

"Father, please, would you enlighten me a bit first." Nico raised his eyebrows and looked at the one named Dean. His father also turned his gaze to Dean seeming to get Nico's hesitation and agreeing of the danger at hand. That was never a good sign.

"This is Dean, Nico. He is very important and he should not be here, nor do we want him here, yet here he is. Do you remember when the Underworld was broken into and everyone was on full alert?" Nico did remember. His father was furious speaking of angels and how they thought they could do whatever they wanted just because they got to live in the heavens. Hades continued, "This is the righteous man."

Nico's eyes widened to their very extremes. He had heard of the righteous man. The man who was so very human and good that he had angels come and put their lives on the line to get him out of the Underworld. However, all he had seen was a flash of light and he had woken up and everything had been back to normal, except his father who said that next time HE was down here he wanted to know right away, no exceptions. Nico guessed this was next time.

Nico nodded and looked at the green eyed man who had been listening intently, seeming to forget his state of confusion, and was staring at Nico with a strange look as if Nico should recognize him. Nico moved to shake hands with the man, but pulled back. He was not really worthy to touch such a great man. A man who represented all that was good in the world and man who Nico fought alongside his fellow demigods to keep safe. A man touched by the Gods himself. He frowned at the fact that Dean seemed to be touched by something so evil that it had corrupted the pureness of his soul and turned him into this creature. Although, by the looks of it Dean's humanity was not going to be extinguished so easily. He instantly thought back to the blue eyed boy from camp. Nico remembered praying that Percy would be alright and trying to channel all his strength into his friend while he bathed in the river Styx. Dean had the same pure good presence surrounding him that Nico couldn't pull himself away from, so with no real choice Nico sighed, "Come then Dean," He looked at the man again and added, "Please." Dean squinted his eyes and smirked the smallest of smirks and followed.

Nico walked ahead of Dean for a few minutes and then realized a tour would require talking, so he slowed his pace and walked along side Dean. He first showed Dean the castle of his father's and all of its so called glory. When they walked by the kitchens he figured he could ask Dean if he wanted some food, not all of the food was cursed and Hades did have some really excellent cooks. "Dean, would you like to eat?" The eyes he met switched from green to black questioning him. Dean had said almost nothing the whole tour except to ask Nico, "How do you know him?" Nico said that Hades was his father, but Dean shook his head and said nothing else.

Dean now looked on with black eyes and squinted again staring at him and Nico looked back not breaking eye contact looking for the answer or some sort of hint to what the man was thinking. Dean's face softened after a few seconds and chuckled, "You have to know him," Nico shrugged; obviously the man was delusional because of course he knows Hades. "Am I able to eat? I mean and it actually not taste like shit." Dean continued. Nico nodded and walked him into the kitchen. He walked over the oversized refrigerator sifting through the God food and to the human food. He didn't want any of that and he didn't want to feed Dean any of that either. He rang the bell that was on one of the counters and a chef appeared. She was not very tall, with short hair, and was a little on the chubby side. "Two cheeseburgers and dessert. My favorite, please, Eliza. One root beer and," Nico glanced at Dean who was smirking again. This guy was so weird. "a beer for my friend here." Nico continued.

He led Dean to the tables outside of the kitchen and motioned for him to sit. "How did you know what I wanted?" Dean asked. Nico shrugged, again, "Who doesn't like burgers?" Dean laughed at this and Nico added this to another of Dean's weird traits, but who was Nico to judge? The boy of Nico's affections liked blue cake. He smiled to himself and Dean looked at him and stopped laughing immediately as if seeing someone. Nico looked behind him, but there was no one. Eliza brought out their food and drinks. They ate in silence. Dean looking at Nico strangely. Nico ate slowly tapping the beat to one of his favorite songs and Dean gave him that weird look again. Eliza returned with dessert. Apple pie. Dean's smile reached each of his ears.

Dean leaned back having his fill of food. "Glad to know that even as freaking demon I can eat pie."

A/N: This actually was supposed to be way longer, but I mean will anyone read this or like it? I might just write the rest in my journal. Thoughts? Thank you for reading! ~D