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Calypso – Letter

Calypso hummed to herself as she opened the mailbox. She grabbed the stack of mail and walked back inside the apartment building. Today had been a good day: she passed an important exam at school and had rewarded herself by getting a tub of butter pecan ice cream, her favorite. The next lunch with the wives was this afternoon at her favorite restaurant. Calypso smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Life was good!

She sat at the kitchen table and sorted through the mail. Bills, coupons, and….a letter from Leo! Wow, today has really been my day! She thought as she eagerly opened the envelope. Alongside a piece of paper scrawled with Leo's messy handwriting was a small photo. Five men were standing side by side, arms around one another in uniform. Leo was in the middle, his wild and unruly hair sticking up in all directions as usual. On Leo's right was a blonde haired, blue eyed man with a scar on his upper lip wearing a colonel's badge. That must be Jason. Piper mentioned he was a colonel. Wow, he looks awfully young! Next to Jason was a rather short man with a serious expression and big, dark eyes. Calypso recognized him as Nico, Thalia's husband. On Leo's left was Percy, gorgeous as ever with his green eyes and thick hair. Calypso's heart hurt a little when she saw his face. And on the very end was a tall Chinese man with a kind face; Frank.

Calypso smiled and laid the picture aside. She opened Leo's letter, reading it faster than she could comprehend:

Hey there, Sunshine!

So, here we are – Afghanistan! I sent a picture of the guys and me when we first arrived. A 13 hour flight is NOT fun; we all got so bored playing "I Spy" (there's not much to see out an airplane window) and I was seriously about to jump out of the plane when we finally landed. If you ever go to Afghanistan (and I seriously hope you don't) BRING CHAPSTICK. The air is so ridiculously dry.

Anyway, we've been here for almost two weeks and it's already gotten scary at some points. I can't really write the details – top secret military stuff – but all I have to say is that I'm grateful me and the guys are alive. It's so weird not having you around – I miss your voice telling me to pick up my crap!

The guys and I are keeping things light with games and pranks. Percy and I stole Frank's clothes while he was in the shower the other day – he refused to come out of the bathroom until we returned them. Even Jason thought it was funny, but he ordered us to put his clothes back. Nico is quiet, but a real trooper. Jason is probably the hardest worker out of all of us, but he's really fair and only yells when necessary.

I mostly work on the tanks, but I've done as much combat as the rest of the guys. I never pictured myself holding a gun but you gotta do what you gotta do.

I miss you, Sunshine! Love ya!

Leo

Calypso put the letter back in the envelope, a bit worried; the army said they would mainly use Leo as a mechanic, fixing tanks and other army vehicles. But Leo said in the letter that he had already been in some combat. What if he got seriously hurt, or even killed? Calypso shook her head, trying to shoo away the negative thoughts. Leo would come back to her. She hoped he would, anyway.

Calypso glanced at the last letter, and her breath hitched in her throat. The return address was from her father, or as Calypso liked to call him "the Devil himself". But what on earth would her father want with her? She left her old home and moved in with Leo as soon as possible for a reason. And she had made Leo promise that he would never ask her about her old life, and Leo was fine with it.

And so Calypso did to that letter what she did with all the other ones that came in the past: burned it to a crisp.

Later

The other wives gushed over the picture from Leo's letter that Calypso had brought along.

"I never realized how much Felix looked like Jason," Piper said softly. "they've even got the same nose!" Thalia traced the outline of her husband's cheek with her finger. "I wish you were here," was all she said. Hazel gazed at Frank, her eyes glazed with tears. Annabeth said nothing, but Calypso could see the bags under her eyes.

"I thought you guys would like it," Calypso said, smiling. "Leo also said in his letter that they keep themselves busy with pranks." She glanced over at Hazel. "The other day he and Percy stole Frank's clothes while he was in the shower!"

Hazel burst out laughing, nearly spitting out her water. "I can totally see Frank's face if that happened!"

Annabeth managed a small smile. "That's totally something Percy would do…"

Calypso chuckled, taking a sip of her lemon water. Her nerves were still a bit jumpy from receiving the letter from her father, but she hoped that it didn't show to the other wives. Of all the people besides Leo, they were the ones she didn't want to know about her past. She wished erasing her past was as simple as burning a letter to ashes.