Chapter - III

Calypso had just been picking some flowers when she heard the screams. She sat up straight as if jerked from a sweet dream or a terrific nightmare, dropping her flower basket in the process.

"No, it cannot be, " she exclaimed. She strained her eyes towards the sky and strained hear ears to pick the direction from which the screams were coming from.

"McShizzle?" she looked at the sky questioningly. She thought for a few seconds after the screaming stopped and closed her eyes trying to get a bearing of the island around her. Slowly she opened them and looked up at the sky again and with luck she saw the faint glimmer of polished celestial bronze. A tear slid down her right cheek.

"He's back," she whispered to herself.

And that was all she said before rushing down from where she was to where she thought the screams had come from. Within a minute she was on the coast. And within seconds she reached the place where Leo landed face first into the beach. She was just ten feet away from him.

He got up, groaned and proceeded to stand. Calypso on the other hand was rooted to where she had been standing, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She closed her eyes and let the tears fall down. The world around her was immaterial to her. He was back. That annoying, scrawny, impish demigod but more overly the one person that Calypso had been thinking about for the past...time was difficult on Ogygia. But she had been thinking about Leo ever since he left the island.

He was everything for her. All those past romances with different heroes were nothing to her. None of them really loved her. But Leo did and he came back. She opened her eyes and saw through blurred eyes that his back was turned to her and that he hadn't realized that she was just behind him.

Calypso took a deep breath and ran towards him.