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Pairings: Percy/Calypso

I in no way own PJatO or HoO

When Percy Jackson went missing for what felt like the millionth time in his life Annabeth was almost not surprised and had marched herself all the way over to Olympus with a group of her nearest and dearest and demanded to know which god hijacked her boyfriend again.

That was when she found the interesting development that no one knew what she was even on about not even Poseidon who had been one of the few gods to demand that no one hurt her, another of which was her mother and Aphrodite who was more interested in watching the dramatic events unfold than helping the demigod find her wayward boyfriend.

So after a few hours of painstaking research and the formation of the club 'Bring Percabeth Back', something Aphrodite had even made T-Shirts about and handed them out like candy to anyone and everyone, they had finally found their first clue as to where the son of Poseidon was.

Annabeth had frowned when they pinned the location down to an Island somewhere off the coast.

Aphrodite had squealed in delight of the recent developments.

"Isn't that?" Jason asked pointing to the little screen where a green dot blinked; he gave a sly look towards Leo and then one back to Annabeth with a frown.

"I think it might be." Hazel uttered, Frank behind her squinting carefully at the screen, boy was he confused as to what everyone was on about.

"It is." Leo sobbed out a hand over his chest as he fell off his stool and onto the cold floor of his father's workshop.

"Stupid nymph." Annabeth growled jealously.

"Umm weren't you set free?" Percy questions from his seat.

Calypso giggles and taps the son of Poseidon's nose obnoxiously. Percy thinks she is acting extremely out of character. "You're so silly."

Percy raises a brow and shifts uncomfortable. You could say that Percy is a little tied up at the moment. Seriously he is tied to a chair with vines wrapped around his arms, chest and legs.

"Okay." Percy mouths as he looks around the tiny kitchen he is currently residing in, Calypso turns back to the stove and hums a tune as she stirs a wooden spoon around the pot.

"Uhh?" Percy asks after a few moments, boredom has set in and well he really needs to use the little boy's room that however seems unlikely due to his current position however.

"Yes?" Calypso asks with a false cheeriness, Percy leans back in his chair slightly.

"Uh seeing as you're now free." He starts with a worried smile; Calypso continues to look at him whilst continuously stirring the pot behind her. "Do you think you could, uhh" he winces slightly trying to figure out a way to ask it without it sounding suss or creepy after a few seconds of silent thinking he realises there isn't another way to make this sound any better so he gulps loudly and just spits it out. "Untie me?"

Calypso continues to smile eerily at him. He wonders if she has taken some kind of class in how to be a creepy immortal.

He flinches when she lets go of the wooden spoon in the pot, the spoon continues in its anti-clockwise direction. Percy wonders why she even pretends to stir it.

Calypso giggles again and shakes her head, her hands appearing on her waist as if she was about to scold a child, except there isn't an angry look on her features it's more of a 'Let me kill you with kisses and warm hugs look.'

Percy thinks the look doesn't suit her.

"Oh no." she says shaking her head from left to right. "I can't do that."

"Why?" Percy prods.

Suddenly there is a face right in front of the son of Poseidon. Percy almost pushes the chair back in shock, however it feels as if it is bolted to the floor with what Percy guesses is more vines.

"Because." The nymph pouts. "Then you will leave me again." She shakes her head sadly, Percy thinks she may cry, however as soon as that look of sadness crosses her features it is once again replaced with a look that Percy associates with a look for the criminally insane.

Seriously was she drugged?

"And I can't let you leave me again." She leans back quickly, Percy sweat drops and the sudden need to use the bathroom doubles tenfold.

"Uh? Okay?" Really Percy is just confused, confused and majorly concerned for his safety and Calypso's mental wellbeing.

"Good ~." Calypso sing songs.

Percy frowns again looking around the room for some form of escape, finding none after a good twelve seconds of looking he leans back on the rickety wooden chair and sighs loudly. Calypso doesn't even turn around; instead she is once again too focused on the pot that is slowly boiling.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" He asks suddenly the urge on his bladder growing too much.

Calypso turns around and looks at him with a blank expression. "Can I watch you?"

"What?"

The wooden spoon still stirs around in the pot. Calypso's face remains blank and serious.

"Never mind." Percy says quickly a brow raised.

"Good." Calypso says with a wide grin that spreads along her cheeks, she turns back to the pot again and hums a new song.

Percy wonders if he will ever wake up to experience a normal day or as normal as a day for a demigod can be.

An arm is wrapped around his waist as a head is perched atop his chest, hair splayed across his body, some even managing to get in his mouth.

He spits it out slightly his arms raised over his head and tied to the top of the bed. His feet bound underneath the covers.

He has to admit that this is by far the scariest and weirdest thing that has ever happened to him in his life and a lot of weird and scary things have happened to him in the past.

Calypso makes a loud groaning noise that quickly turns into a moan. She rubs her hands across Percy's chest. Percy blushes in response and tries to wriggle his way out from under the sleeping immortal.

Didn't she have a fling with Leo?

Weren't they together? As in together, together?

He frowns slightly because there were times when all Leo could talk about was Calypso and he swears to Zeus that they freed her after the Giant War.

But being tied to her bed and literally not allowed to leave her sight or hold for a second, seriously Percy had just had the most embarrassing moment of his life when she had brought him outside to a nearby tree and had unzipped his pants and flipped his little Percy out and told him to wee.

Percy is pretty sure he had just been sexually harassed but refused to say anything because he is pretty sure she would kill him if he made her upset.

He was starting to doubt all he knew about the Titans daughter.

"By my new Dior Wardrobe." A delicate voice gasps not far from Percy's head.

Shocked and confused Percy swivels his head around trying to find where that voice has just come from.

"Perlypso fans will looove this." The voice says again. Percy almost rolls his eyes. You'd think the gods would send their best to rescue the Saviour of Olympus off a deserted island and from a slightly unhinged immortal.

Not Aphrodite with a video camera.

"Seriously." He hisses into the darkness. Calypso above him makes a weird noise and tightens her grip.

And boy is this girl strong.

"Oh-Gah!" Percy gasps out as an arm winds around his neck, she brings her face just a little closer to him and lets out and intake of breath that Percy thinks is a snore.

"Oh dear." Aphrodite continues. Percy can see the blinking light of a camera in front of him. "What would dear old Annabeth say?"

'She'd probably tell you to stop recording and get me out of here.'

"Help!" Percy sighs; his voice breaks as Calypso tightens her grip again a frown appearing on her face.

"I would but this is too much fun." Aphrodite giggles in the back ground. "Au voir." Suddenly the blinking red light of a video camera vanishes and Percy kicks his bound legs in the air uttering silent curses to the love god.

"Open wiiiiide~" Calypso sings as she brings a spoon towards Percy's mouth.

Percy for his part tries to keep his lips closed tightly, but it's difficult when there is a spoon smacking itself into his lips enough to cause physical pain.

Percy relents eventually and accepts the soup with a glare.

Calypso continues to smile as if she is feeding a baby solid food for the first time. Except Percy isn't a baby. He is an adult and this soup is nowhere near solid.

And it's hot, like boiling hot.

Percy wonders if the Titaness can even tell the difference between; boiling, hot, lukewarm, cold and freezing.

Over the past few days he has learnt that; No she doesn't know the difference.

He swallows the spoonful and fakes a smile. "yum." he says sarcastically his mouth feels as if molten lava has just been sprayed all over the inside of his mouth.

Calypso seems totally unaware of the young man's dilemma and smiles as if he has just called her the most beautiful woman in the world.

Which yeah she is but honestly she has nothing on Annabeth who is probably stewing over his latest disappearance back at Camp.

"Knock Knock." A voice cries from the entrance of the cave. Calypso doesn't take any notice, or she just doesn't care that someone has mystically popped in for a visit.

"Hermes!" Percy cries out in relief, joy and praise. He almost rips himself out of his seat to rush to the god who strolls into the cave easily; he gives Percy a smile before looking towards Calypso.

"Calypso!" Hermes cries out in greeting, Percy notes it seems a little too over enthused. "How are you?"

Calypso doesn't take her eyes off of Percy and her spoon. "Good, Hermes. You?" she asks forcing the spoon back towards Percy's mouth.

Percy gives the god a strangled look before opening his mouth, Hermes frowns.

"Say Calypso?" Hermes begins grabbing a chair and sitting beside the two. He leans forward resting his elbows on his knees with enclosed fists. He watches Percy as he is force-fed the soup. "What do you think about letting Percy go? Yeah?"

Calypso freezes then and turns towards Hermes with a scowl.

"No." She says turning back to Percy with a smile. Percy frowns accepting the spoonful.

Hermes frowns again and nods his head. "Okay." He nods his head again and plasters on a fake smile, he leans back in his chair. "How about you let me borrow Percy for a few moments."

Calypso turns to look back at Hermes. She frowns and shakes her head. "No."

Hermes frowns and shakes his head again. Percy is still waiting for the army of gods to march in here and take him back to camp where he belongs, and not locked up like some kind of prisoner.

"Just as I thought." Hermes sighs. He rubs the bridge of his nose.

Calypso doesn't notice him now that he isn't talking to her; her focus is once again back on feeding Percy. After the feeding he will be taken out to a nearby tree where he will be forced to do his 'Business' in front of the Titaness.

"What?" Percy sighs around a spoonful of soup. "What's going on?"

Hermes gives Percy a sad look and shakes his head. "Eros."

"What about him?" Calypso once again tries to force the spoon into Percy's mouth, Percy dodges it and the hot soup hits his cheek.

"Seems the little tyke" Percy frowns because yeah he hasn't met Eros but he is pretty sure the god is not little let alone a 'tyke'. "Has been out causing mischief with his arrows."

Percy frowns around another spoonful of soup, his eyes close in defeat.

"Oh gods no." Percy almost cries in annoyance, Calypso manages to get another spoonful into his mouth.

"Afraid so." Hermes says giving Calypso a look of pity and annoyance.

"Then why isn't Leo here instead?"

Hermes shrugs his shoulders tearing his eyes from Calypso who is going back to refill the bowl with more soup. "Who knows? Maybe Leo doesn't hold her heart like you do?"

Percy scoffs and shakes his head. He looks over at Calypso and watches how she slowly and meticulously fills the bowl with more soup. "So when are you getting me out of here?" Percy questions itching for his release.

Hermes bites his lip and Percy knows he won't like this answer. "I'm not sure if we can."

"What?" Percy screeches his body literally jumps the only thing keeping him from standing are the vines that bind him to the chair.

"Are you okay honey?" Calypso asks a hand on his shoulder.

Percy glares at the offending hand and shakes it off before looking back at Hermes. "When?"

Hermes is silent and watching Calypso with a curious eye. "Who knows." He says carefully. "Whenever the effects of the arrow wear off, maybe?"

"When will that be?" Percy grunts around another spoonful of soup.

"Days, weeks, months, years, who knows?" Percy almost pops a blood vessel.

"But hey" Hermes cries bring a hand up to clap the son of Poseidon on the shoulder. He gives the boy a smile that seems more mischievous than anything. "At least you have this one to keep you company."

"Hermes-"

"Look at the time," the god says looking down at his watch with a chuckle. "I've got mail to deliver." He stands off the chair and gives Calypso a pat on the head. "Have a great time with this one Calypso." He gives Percy another look and smiles. "Percy." With that the god vanishes in a blast of godly light.

"Eat." Calypso demands as she tries to shovel another spoonful into Percy's mouth.

"Percy grunts back in reply and grudgingly opens his mouth accepting the food. Sometimes he really wishes he could have a normal life.

That sad moment when I attempt humour. :/

Hope you all enjoyed don't forget to review and tell me what you all thought.

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