Title: Risk Reward

Fandom: Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus

Disclaimer: everybody belongs to the god Rick Riordan

Warnings: slash, threesome, m/f/m, possible smut but I don't know yet.

Main Pairings: Frank/Hazel/Leo (Frazeleo)

Side Pairings: Percy/Annabeth, Jason/Piper

Summary: Leo tried everything he could to get Frank and Hazel out of Gaea's trap, but nothing worked. Now he has to save them before they're sacrificed or he'll be forever left wondering what if...

Authors Note: Okay, so...I have no clue where this is going. I'm rereading Mark of Athena, and I've been wanting to write a Frazeleo (my OT3) version of this scene. It came to me in a vision, but now there needs to be more, and I have no fucking clue what the more is. In essence, the idea is that rather than losing Percy and Annabeth because of the fortune cookie, he lost Frank and Hazel even though they're the ones he used the cookie to save in the first place. Also, I was listening to Please Don't Leave Me by P!nk if you also wanted to listen to it while reading.

Enjoy!

Leo raced around the room desperately. He wasn't giving up. Not now. Maybe the others were dead, but he couldn't think about it. Frank and Hazel were down here with him, and he'd be damned if Gaea was getting them on his watch. Everything he touched, every option he explored told him only one thing; there's nothing you can do.

He wanted to scream at the inanimate gears surrounding the trio to stop mocking him with their uselessness, hit the door until it magically broke down, yell at Gaea to have a heart or tell her how much more fun it would be to chase the three of them. But despair slowly seeped into him.

Frank and Hazel had just watched as he ran around. It was like somebody had hit Leo's self-destruct button but it got stuck leaving him lost, frustrated, scared, and unable to work. Neither knew how to fix it.

Eventually, the fixer came back to where they still stood next to Nico's sword. He sat down with his back against the wall, and buried his face in his knees. It took a few seconds for the couple to realize he was crying deep, heartbreaking sobs.

It surprised both of them when Frank went over to sit next to Leo. He looked at the other boy, and stated with such certainty that they almost believed him, "We aren't going anywhere. We're not leaving you alone again."

Gaea's threat still rang through the room in their memories, her orders to the monsters on their way, "Take the couple, but leave the principito. I want to watch him break down at losing everything again."

The principito. The little prince. None of them had any idea why she'd called Leo the little prince, but right then it didn't matter. They needed to focus on getting out alive, and together. The rest could wait.

"You better not." Leo found himself growling as he looked at Frank, his tears still falling, "With the others...I'm not losing you too."

Hazel sat across from her boys, hopefully they'd get out of here and she'd have the chance to make them both hers, "Okay, then how do we get out?"

"I don't know." Leo shook his head, "There's nothing here."

"We're surrounded by building materials, can't you make something?" Frank prompted, more gently than he'd ever said anything to Leo.

Again, Leo shook his head, "I need a design, something for it to do. That door isn't going to move a centimeter until she wants it to, and...there's no other...The scrolls!"

He shot up, moving faster than before as he gathered up the scrolls, and started sorting through them. At least they'd got him trying again. Leo wasn't good at Ancient Greek so even if he could find something that looked like it might work from the drawings odds were he wouldn't be able to build it in time to save them, but at least he was doing something again. There was hope however minor.

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing that would never work. Nothing. He stopped, staring at the last scroll. The diagram looked like exactly what could get them out of here, but the words...Leo cursed.

"What?" Hazel asked as the two stood.

"This! This is exactly what we need, but I can't read it. This isn't Ancient Greek."

The two Romans walked over to look over his shoulders at the scroll, before smiling at each other. They told him together, "Its Latin."

Leo had only worked this fast twice before; earlier that day fixing the sphere, and when he threw together the Maenads party. He had Frank read the scroll out loud while he gathered everything he'd need. Once the parts were laid out on their table, he started work. Luckily, Frank was very good at translating Latin since otherwise they'd have been screwed. Of course, they were still screwed since he'd barely finished the beginning framework when the door banged open.

Dozens of monsters rushed into the studio, and Leo's heart stopped. This wasn't happening. He needed more time. He couldn't fail Frank and Hazel like he'd failed his mom all those years ago or their other friends. He couldn't save them, but he had to save the couple or his heart just might explode.

"Close the gate." He called to Hazel as he closed the one closest to him, and melted the lock. Quickly he did the same on hers.

"What now?" Frank asked. He was trying to hide the fear in his voice, but both Leo and Hazel could hear it.

"You keep reading." Leo answered, going back to work. Somehow he was staying focused while the other two jumped at each clang against the gates keeping them from death. Snake ladies, venti, and hellhounds piled into the room while growling at their captives. There wasn't anywhere for the trio to go.

After a minute, Frank shook his head, and handed the scroll to Hazel, "You read it. I can shoot at least some of them down."

With that, the zwang of arrows being fired was added to the commotion Leo was successfully drowning into the background. The only thing that mattered was Hazel's voice telling him what to do with each piece of the puzzle. The sounds of archery at least let him know that Frank was still fighting. It was close. So close. Just a few more parts...

"I'm almost out!" Frank called to them, holding one arrow in his hand with a second the only one left in his quiver.

"Save one!" Leo answered, "I'm almost done!"

Frank shot, and the hellhound gnawing on the right hand gate dissolved into dust. He looked back at Leo with only two parts left. That's when the left gate burst open in the flurry of sparks.

Two of the snake ladies grabbed Leo's arms, and he screamed. One piece left clutched in his right hand. A hellhound jumped Hazel, pushing her to the floor. Frank was alone with nothing but an arrow and an unfinished bit of machinery he could never operate anyway. He sighed, and dropped his arrow.

Leo screamed. He was crying again, fighting against the women holding him. His arms lit on fire, and the women yelled in pain letting go of him. But he'd barely moved an inch before more monsters grabbed him.

Hazel had her arms pinned down by venti with the hellhound still on top of her. She looked at Frank, and they shared a silent agreement. Neither would fight. They'd go quietly, but do everything they could to make sure Leo could get out. They wouldn't die right away, and maybe...maybe...

The venti grabbed Frank, and he couldn't look Leo in the eyes as he let them pull him away. Leo was screaming, begging for the monsters not to take them, for them to take him, for anything as long as he wasn't left here alone. Of course the monsters were monsters, and didn't listen.

"You promised!" Leo screamed as the couple was escorted out.

Hazel looked back at the sobbing boy with an apology in her eyes, but nothing was said. She couldn't say anything. All she could hope was that Leo would be smart enough to rescue them before their blood was spilled.

As ordered, the monsters left Leo there. He dropped to the floor, sobbing. They were gone. He'd failed to save his mom, been called a freak by the rest of his family, and then failed to save his second family. Annabeth died. Percy, Jason, and Piper were heading to death according to Gaea. Frank and Hazel would have their blood spilled as tribute to fully awaken the goddess...

All that was based on what Gaea told them, Leo realized. It was what she wanted him to believe. She was using it to tumble him, and make him believe that things were too late. Annabeth wasn't dead in the imagine they'd seen, the couple would have to be taken to Greece before killed, and the other three...she'd said they were walking to their deaths but that doesn't mean they're dead. They could have figured something out.

Leo looked up from his knees, wiping his tears away to notice the door standing wide open. He smiled. Monsters really could be idiots sometimes. Without wasting any more time, he grabbed Nico's sword and the nearly finished sphere he'd been making with the scrolls before rushing for the exit. He stopped for half a second before grabbing the arrow Frank had dropped. Maybe...just maybe this thing wasn't over yet.