Part 2

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Will POV

I wish I could stay with him, so he doesn't get lonely.
I really do, but alas I have other patients to heal.
So I went about my day, we had four dead demigods.
Two roman and two Greek, I only treated a daughter of Nike who's last words were,
"I died a winner, I died in victory, surely my mother would be proud!" And that was when her heart stopped.
My siblings and I try not to be to emotional when a patient dies, or in treatment.
Sometimes it's easy, other times.... Not so much.
Then, I heard my name called.
I ran over to the sound of the voice and saw my half-sister Felicity, wide eyed and gasping. An arrow stuck
out of her chest. I pushed back tears and tried to heal her, but she made a strangled gasp and held my face, "don't..... Don't try to heal me..... No- no use wasting supplies on.... On a........ A...... H-hopeless case." The words were hard for her to get out.
"Let me try to heal you," I pleaded but she gave her head a shake.
"No Will..... I'm going..... I'll miss you. I'll tell..... Michael and Lee....." And that when she gave a cry and closed her eyes, her last breath escaping her as she died.
I let a few tears slide as a pushed a button that let the other Apollo kids know we had lost another. Then pushed the gold/yellow button, to let them know it was an Apollo kid who had left us.
I placed a gold burial sheet over her and walked out. I was greeted by Connor Stoll who had a very worried expression on his face. "Is my brother ok?" He asked. I looked confused. He had tons of brothers, which one was he talking about?
Then it hit me, he was talking about Travis. I sighed.
"I don't know, I haven't worked with him, I'll get back to you on that, but he's not dead." Was what I said.
Connor nodded and went into the Hermes cabin.
I went back inside and found Travis Stoll, with bad burn marks across his body.
I examined him and breathed a sigh if relief, it wasn't as bad as it looked.
I gave him some nectar and went to go check in Nico, who was still soundly asleep.
He looked like an angel, all lines of worry erased from him. I smiled and walked out. No use waking him. He needs his rest.

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