A/N: Yay! This is the first Beckendorf/Calypso fanfic ever in the history of the world! (Or maybe just on here… but come on, don't burst my bubble.) This would come right after the Princess Andromeda blows up and Beckendorf is supposed to die… only in my story, he doesn't. Ha, Kronos! Take that! Anyway, I hope you enjoy my fanfic, and please review. I'm always interested to hear praise and/or constructive criticism. Peace out, people. - SK


I woke up for about ten seconds. This was just long enough to see that I was in a spotless clean white bed. Then I went back to sleep and had confusing dreams about dog-like monsters, a ship, some freaky gold-eyed dude and a big explosion that I think was my fault but I'm not sure.

Well, most explosions are my fault.

I woke up again some time afterwards – it could have been fifteen minutes, it could have been three days – and managed to stay conscious for long enough to actually take stock of my surroundings. Once I was able to focus, I saw I was in a cave with precious gems sticking out of the ceiling – rubies, diamonds, sapphires, emeralds, amethysts and some other serious rocks that kept changing color. My bed was the same as it had been – when, yesterday? – perfectly clean and spotless, the kind of white you only see in hospitals.

That's it. Hospitals. I was in a hospital. That didn't explain the billions of dollars worth of geology that stuck to the ceiling or the fact that I seemed to be their only patient, but that could always be a hallucination. I was, after all, in a hospital, so that clearly meant wasn't in the pink of health.

I tried to sit up, but felt dizzy just holding my head up. And so, naturally, I went back to sleep, only to wake up in cold sweat a little while later. Well. Sleeping wasn't an option, so I guess trying to figure out how in Hades I had gotten here was second on my mental to-do list.

I remember going on a mission with Percy. I remember the Princess Andromeda. I remember putting the explosives in place. I remember getting caught. I remember Percy fighting with Luke, who's actually Kronos in Luke's body. I remember pressing the detonate button on my watch and seeing Percy jump off just before everything exploded. I remember… dying. So how was I still breathing?

I propped myself up on my elbows with some difficulty, and was about to pull the covers back from the bottom half of my body when an invisible hand slapped me away. I did a double take. Invisible hand? I tried to swat who- or whatever it was away, but it obviously saw me a lot better than I saw it because it avoided me easily and flicked my wrist. Annoyed, I punched the air in its general direction, but missed and received a pinch on shoulder. I retaliated with a slap, but didn't feel anything material so assumed I had missed, and compensated for my epic fail with a raspberry.

Satisfied and feeling very mature, I was about to try pulling the covers back again when I heard footsteps. I instinctively dropped everything and pretended to be asleep, just in case this was an enemy. Worst case scenario, they attack me while I'm sleeping, I spring up and kick their butt.

"I know you're awake," said a female voice, laughing slightly. I opened one eye, just to see whom I was dealing with, then opened the other so I could see the girl better. One word: wow.

Calypso and I talked for a while. She explained to me exactly what happened to me, and warned me not to look at my legs for the time being.

As it turns out, the force of the explosion was enough to catapult me here, onto the immaterial island of Ogygia. I asked her how in Hades this was possible, but she just shrugged and said it must be magic. Generally I get really exasperated when people are too lazy to think about things and just say that it must be magic, because even though Greek gods exist, that doesn't mean there are suddenly pink fluffy rainbows with leprechauns dancing on them.

But I don't know this girl well enough to be exasperated with her yet. Besides, she explained my entire situation to me, and she's also in a better position than I am at the moment, so again, being exasperated with her is not an option.

"So let me get this straight," I said once she's finished talking, "Everybody thinks I'm dead?" Calypso nodded, and looked at me sympathetically with her beautiful hazel eyes. She really was pretty; her hair had most likely originally been brown had been bleached gold by the sun, and framed her tan face perfectly without looking like it had even been brushed. I knew I had a girlfriend, and a wonderful one at that, but I wasn't dead. (Well, not technically.) Besides, I planned on seeing Silena really soon, assuming of course one can get off immaterial islands.

"Can I leave?" I asked. Right after I said that, though, I winced inwardly. That had come out a lot ruder than I'd intended. I sounded very unappreciative of her attention. Sometimes I really hate being so awkward around girls… people in general, actually. Living organisms. But she didn't seem offended. Instead she looked mildly embarrassed.

"Of course," she answered, tactfully turning to look the other way.

I knew she was lying. Even a fool could tell from her eyes and her body language. But I had to be able to leave. I wasn't going to stay here for the rest of my life! I needed to see Silena, and I needed to go back and fight the Titans. In that order. Don't call me a coward: I died for my cause; I just didn't want to have to do it again.

I looked over at Calypso, only to see that she was blushing. Her cheeks had turned a delicate shade of crimson, and she was staring into space as if sadly reminiscing about something… or someone?

I let my head fall back onto the pillow, slowly processing the fact that I was most likely stuck here for all eternity.

"I'll leave you alone," she said quietly, getting up from her chair next to my bed and walking away.

"Wait!" I called, sitting bolt upright and feeling a sharp pain in my lower back as I did so. Calypso turned around to face me, her perfect eyebrows raised. "Thank you." The girl just smiled shyly and walked out of the room, leaving me alone with bittersweet thoughts of my girlfriend back at camp.