Hello to anyone who's reading this :)

This is my take on what happened after Leo freed Calypso from her island. They're my second favourite ship in the series (nothing's beating Solangelo just yet) and I just love them together so even if the story includes pain, know they are facing it together. I don't want to be an evil writer, but honestly, who isn't sometimes? *devil emoji*

I wrote this Caleo fanfic a while ago but never uploaded it. I now want to continue the story and will try my best to do so.

Enjoy the first chapter!

- m

Chapter 1

Calypso stood on the shore of Ogygia. She knew it was impossible for him to come back, that it was pointless waiting, but she just couldn't let go of the hope building inside of her.

As the sun started to set, she waited a little bit more. An hour passed, the sky began to darken as each minute ticked by. Calypso lingered on desperately before she turned on her heels and started back inside, disappointment welling inside of her. She made it a few frustrated steps before the sound of oars creaking and waves crashing startled her. She turned around in an instant, her heart thumping rapidly with every shred of hope and excitement it has. When she spotted a giant ship she had to hold herself back. No need to gain false hope. But the scrawny figure standing on the deck of the ship, the Argo II, hands wrestling some sort of controller, almost made Calypso faint with joy. It can't be.

Excitement bubbled inside of her as she giddily ran head first into the ocean, her right foot tripping on the heel of her left one. She scrambled up, not even waiting to smooth back her wet hair, saturated with seawater. She stopped abruptly when she saw the figure on the deck, now standing in front of her—how did he get here so fast?—, his body a black silhouette as he covered the big setting sun from where she stood.

Calypso threw her body against his. "YOU CAME BACK!" she shrieked.

Leo stumbled back by the force of her embrace, his face alight with pleasant surprise.

"Of course I came back!" he said. "I told you—"

Calypso grasped his shirt pulled him in, planting a giant kiss on his lips, not even giving time for him to catch his breath. His lips felt warm against hers. She gave everything she could into that kiss. All her happiness, her gratefulness, her love.

It took a moment before his hands found her hair and was tangled in it.

"I so hate you!" she said against his lips, sounding very elated.

"I can totally tell." Leo wiped the sand from Calypso's face as she leaned back.

They stood like that for a while, looking at each other. Then Leo remembered his crewmates. Calypso didn't notice, she was busy drinking in his smile, his eyes, his lips. Everything.

"Hey, hold on," he whispered to her. She stepped back, her fingers twined around his. When she saw the people standing on the ship, her grip tightened.

"Calypso? It's okay, relax." Leo looked awkwardly at his friends. "Uh, guys, this is Calypso—"

"I can see that!" Percy yelled back. When he spoke, a thousand thoughts jumbled in Calypso's mind. Percy looked casual enough, but the uncertainty underneath his mask of nonchalance still showed through.

The rest, even coach Hedge, stood in stunned silence. But the satyr was fast to recover. "Well, Fire Boy's girlfriend, eh? Why don't you invite her up?"

Piper joined in, "Yeah, Leo. We'd love to meet Calypso." She flashed a warm smile of genuine joy at him. Leo smiled back.

He started forward, but Calypso's hesitation made him stop. He turned around to face her. "I know this is a big step, but I'm here now, with you. And I plan for it to be that way the rest of my life."

Calypso regained her composure and tore her gaze away from the ship, staring up at him. Her lips quirked up for a second, forming a small, fleeting smile. "Alright," she said softly.

Leo squeezed her hand. They started towards the ship, wading through the sparkling blue water.

When Calypso reached the Argo II, all she could do was stare. It was a huge ship, even from a distance, but it's just so much bigger up close. Even so, it's not hard to believe Leo built it all. He could pretty much build anything.

Leo kept Calypso by his side, making sure she knew what was going on.

"What's this?" Calypso asked, pointing at the TV screens in the mess hall.

"That's a TV."

"Tee-vee… why are you keeping a camp in it? And why are there people?" Her voice was rising. "Very little people. Wait— are they trapped? Leo what are you doing?"

Leo almost laughed. He held it in, sputtering with the effort. "No, Calypso, that's a TV," he explained, not really helping the matter. "And that is camp Half-Blood. It's streaming live time. Nothing's—no one's—trapped. It's just a video. Scenes playing real-time."

Calypso still looked pretty confused, but she just nodded and moved on, her thoughts wandering on something else. Someone else.

Percy had apologized.

Calypso hadn't taken it too well, but she couldn't stay troubled for too long. After all, her real hero was here. Right next to her. When Leo had came back for her, Calypso realized how much more she had missed him. She thought it wasn't possible that he would return, even though she couldn't help the hope building inside of her. But him standing here reassured her that this wasn't a dream, it was real. A month ago, she wouldn't believed someone who told her that she would love Leo, that he would save her. A month ago, the idea wouldn't even have crossed her mind.

The day moved on and they spent the night walking the Argo II. The others left them to their own devices, though Calypso felt Leo was troubled by something. When she asked, he just muttered, "Coach Hedge" and something that sounded like, "the Percy and Annabeth incident", although she had no idea what that meant.

"Thanks Leo," said Calypso suddenly while they were walking.

Leo looked at her, making a face. "For what?"

"You know what."

"For getting you out of that island? It's not a choice. I had to do it."

She whirled around to face him. "That's just it. Not everyone thinks like that, Leo. Of all the people that washed onto my shore, did any of them tried to free me? Did any of them come back for me?"

Leo was about to mention that Percy tried, but since that didn't exactly went well, he decided not to. "Well… I mean… It's just—you know, I had to."

Calypso smiled. "That's the difference." She looked straight into his eyes, her expression turning serious. Her gaze flickered to a grease spot on Leo's forehead, and she was tempted to wipe it away, but soon her eyes were focused on his again. "This, this is the greatest day of my life. Leo, I really don't know… Thanks."

Leo smirked. "Well, you could reward me with more—"

Calypso leaned forward and met him with her lips. She felt him smile.

Just then, a violent wind passed by, knocking Leo off his feet.

"Leo?" Calypso said wonderingly. She steadied him. "Where did that come from? It's not a very breezy night."

"I—I don't know," he replied. "There's no sign of a storm or anything." Leo stood still, waiting to see if it will happen a again. One of his hands gripped the rail, the other holding onto Calypso's. For a demigod, the smallest thing is worth being alert for.

This time, an even stronger wind pushed passed them. The boat lurched violently a beat after.

Coach Hedge stepped out of his hiding place behind a barrel, yelling "Die!"

Calypso raised her eyebrows. Leo looked appalled.

Soon the others gathered on the deck. Leo ran over to the controls.

"What's happening?" Jason yelled. Each wind that passed by was stronger than the last. The breezes now trailed a sort of golden light, so the whole ship was within a blanket of gold wisps.

"I don't know! These winds just keep coming!" Leo wrestled the Nintendo controller, triggering some buttons. Nico stood looking troubled, Hazel and Frank beside him. One of the golden wisps passed by Percy and swallowed him whole into its orb of light.

Annabeth opened her mouth when another wisp flew right into her. Her body seemed to fade along with the light.

"Annabeth!" Piper yelled, but her voice was drifting away. Jason held her hand tightly, pulling her back.

"Calypso! Guys! Get below deck," Leo ordered.

"What? We're not leaving you!" Jason yelled back.

"Do it! These golden babies ain't sparing anyone! Calypso, go, now!" Leo shouted, but his voice was barely audible.

Calypso said something he couldn't make out. No one budged, instead they stood helpless on the deck.

Then the winds got impatient. At once, it swallowed all six of them. Frank, Hazel, Nico, Jason, Piper and coach Hedge all dissipated into thin air, their screams echoing.

"No!" Leo cursed, so frustrated he wanted to pull his hair out. Seeing that fighting with the controller isn't going to do any good, he threw it down and reached for Calypso's hand.

He felt shattered when he saw the horrified look on her face. Her first day out of Ogygia and it had to end up like this. Leo didn't know what to do other than to try and protect her.

The winds started to die down. Finally, it stopped. A voice echoed through the ship. You have broken the punishment. You have freed the girl. She shouldn't have left Ogygia. The voice was vibrating, ringing with power. It seemed to suck in the winds close to it.

"Wha—" Leo looked around, hoping to see where it was coming from. Hearing what it said just made him feel even more protective of Calypso. "I did the right thing! The gods were unfair. They punished her for something she didn't start."

Now since you have freed the girl, you must be punished.

For a split second, the world seemed to stop. Leo's head was a knot of confusion. His brain screaming, What is happening?! Time slowed, everything was silent. Then he drew his breath in sharply, suddenly. A sharp pain spread from his shoulder.

Calypso screamed, "Leo!"

He looked down. The tip of a blade was protruding through his shoulder. A look of horror passed his face.

"Leo! Look at me. Stay still." He did. Calypso pulled the knife from his body, her fingers white as they wrapped around the hilt tighter. Leo gritted his teeth from the pain. Red spread through his white shirt.

"Leo. Look. You're gonna be fine. I never should have—" Calypso's voice broke. There was a clank as the knife slid from her hand and landed onto the wooden floor. Then she wanted to kick herself. She wasn't helping.

Yes, you never should have, girl. You never should have left Ogygia. Now this boy will suffer because of you!

Leo opened his mouth, but his voice didn't seem to work. He slid down to a sitting position, clutching his knees.

Calypso's breath quickened. She ripped a piece of fabric from her dress, pulled Leo's shirt away from his shoulder, and began applying pressure to the gash. She teared a part of his shirt away.

Calypso held Leo's face. "Stay with me. Leo, stay with me. Please." She started to sing. It helped clear Leo's mind a little. Calypso kept singing, though her voice was tense and weak. She took a deep breath and tried to steady her tone, singing clearer and stronger. She eased him down so he was lying on his back. The ship still vibrated with power.

Suddenly, Calypso yelped and pulled her hand away. It was red and hot and trembling. Leo's faced steamed. His whole body steamed. His eyes fluttered shut.

"What are you doing to him?" Calypso shrieked. "Stop!" Tears welled in her eyes. "Please! I will return to Ogygia. Just like you wish. I will return to Ogygia. I'll do whatever you want. Just leave him alone, please."

Leo wanted so badly to yell out his disagreement. He wanted to get up and hug Calypso so she would never slip away. His body had other ideas. His breath became more ragged and uneven, his body turning hotter. The thoughts he had just been thinking of a second ago almost seemed to be swallowed up by the raging fire inside of him.

"Stop!" Calypso screamed again.

Finally, the voice boomed once more, Your fates have been chosen. You will face what comes next together.

There was a blinding light and suddenly, they were somewhere else.

Calypso eyes darted around rapidly for a moment. They were sitting in a room with white columns. The marble floor underneath them felt cool. The room was vast and airy, but Calypso didn't stop to stare any longer. Leo needed her. She checked the wound in his shoulder, which didn't bleed as much as before. But he laid there motionless, his face sickly gray and devoid of the vibrancy it usually emitted.

Calypso held back a sob, her face stiff of dried tears. She ripped more fabric from her dress and started pushing down on the wound again.

She didn't know what to do. Usually she had her herbs and plants. Now she had nothing to cure him. The feeling of helplessness was worse than ever, eating at her. She just wanted to scream. Unfortunately, she didn't think that would help.

Blood was already seeping the piece of fabric Calypso was holding. She cursed and lifted it. The gash looked horrible. Leo's skin felt feverishly hot, though he was no longer steaming.

Calypso suddenly felt her neck tingle. Her vision blurred. When they were back in focus, she noticed that sitting on a throne in front of her was a woman. The woman was clear and translucent, although you could still see the bends and points of her features as it warps the background behind her.

The woman started to speak. Calypso realized that her voice was the same as the one she heard earlier on the ship.

"Calypso. For three thousand years you have been banished by the gods. Cursed to love just to be heartbroken. To meet a man you will fall for just for him to leave you. Now—"

"No! I know my story, just cure him! I'll do whatever you wish. I'll do anything."

The clear, warped surface of the woman shifted for a moment then smoothed out. "Do you know who I am?" she demanded cooly.

"I—"

"I am Themis!" the woman boomed. As she said her name, she morphed into her true form. A titaness with a greek toga. She wore a blindfold over her eyes. On one hand she held a long, slim sword, the other carrying a balance scale. "The goddess of order, law, and justice."

She turned her head down on Calypso. Even though her eyes are covered, it felt like her gaze was intense and searing behind the fabric. "This boy here had broken a punishment. Therefore, he broke something that shouldn't be broken. This was not how it should turn out."

"Well, maybe you can't see with that blindfold of yours but, this boy here, IS DYING," Calypso protested, trying not to break down and sob.

"As he should."

What?! Calypso's breathing became quicker and quicker. "All he did was brought me out of that island Ogygia after three thousand years of me being there. The gods—and I mean the big ones—might've forgotten it by now. And his punishment is death?! You're the goddess of divine law and order. This right here doesn't make any bit of sense!" Calypso wanted to cry. She looked down at Leo, her arms holding him.

"Do not yell at me, girl. You do not know what I'm capable of."

After seeing Themis—at least she thought it was Themis—send a knife out of nowhere to pierce Leo, Calypso figured she had had enough of what this woman can do.

The goddess kept her head turned on Leo and Calypso. "Son of Hephaestus," she scoffed. "A pathetic excuse for a boy." Her lips curled in disgust.

Calypso wanted to scream, You have no right to say that! But at first she herself did underestimated Leo. Especially when he was the hero the gods had sent her when she was in a bad mood. Now he was the only person she loved. He was better than anyone else she had ever met. He just don't know it. Calypso was about to change that.

"Help him, please. Like I said, I would do anything." Calypso's heart slammed rapidly against her chest. She checked Leo's pulse, which was now much more sluggish. His breathing was too shallow.

"Then let it happen like this." The goddess flicked her wrist and orbs of golden light—eight in total—materialized out of thin air and flew towards her. The light grew, revealing eight demigods.

"Where—wait. Piper? Guys?" Jason looked around, dazed.

"Annabeth!" Percy said, just as Annabeth yelled, "Percy!"

"What in Hades?" Hazel said in confusion. The mist around them cleared.

"Where's Le—" Jason's expression turned to horror when he saw Leo.

"Oh my gods!" Piper ran towards, the others behind her. "What happened to him?"

Calypso began to speak, but Themis did so first. "Demigods. What you're seeing here—"

"Wait, you're responsible for this? What did you do to him?" Jason demanded.

"I didn't even say anything yet!" Themis huffed. "Are all demigods this arrogant and demanding?"

"I don't have my bat!" coach Hedge exclaimed gruffly with realization, but he was shaking with anger. "Lady, if you're behind this, you're gonna get it hard."

"Silence!" Themis yelled. "I will talk, and you will let me talk." She clenched her jaw, daring anyone to object.

Percy seemed to take on the challenge. "Look, our friend here is dying. We don't have much patience. So either you heal him now or things are gonna get ugly."

"You, a little demigod, are threatening a goddess like me? I am Themis, goddess of divine order, law, natural law, and custom. Your friend here had broken a punishment by freeing this girl."

"It was not his fault! It was the gods' fault for being unfair!" Percy said.

"Hmph. Always looking at the gods to blame, I see? Well no matter how unfair you think the gods may be, I am still Themis, a titaness, goddess of order and justice, and I will fulfill my task."

"By killing someone because they saved a person?" Jason asked. "How orderly do you think that is?"

"We don't have much time. Leo's dying," Piper said, her voice trembling. "Themis, cure him. What do you want in exchange?"

"I don't want anything in exchange," the titaness said, pronouncing the words carefully with discorn. "Your friend is not dying, not if he is not destined to. My job is to keep everything in balance, not to wrongly punish someone just because of my spite.

"Here's how this is going to work. The boy will lay in one of the pans." Themis gestured to her scale. "If this son of Hephaestus is strong enough, if his goodness outweigh his crime, he will live."

The titaness dturned her head over them, stopping on Calypso, who felt sick and nauseated.

Calypso's throat felt dry, but she managed to choke out, "And if he isn't? Strong enough, or if his goodness—" Leo was good enough, he was better than enough, she knew of course. But—

"Then," Themis's golden scale caught the light, "he will die."