A/N: Yet another huge shout out to MechanicalStache because they are still the most awesome beta reader ever! Thank you so much!

-Ogygia-

The first thing Leo heard when he made his way back to consciousness was the dull roar of crashing waves. From there he realized he could feel sand beneath him and a heavy breeze ruffling his hair. There was also something nudging his cheek.

He peeled his eyes apart and realized it was a sandal clad foot. His eyes slowly went up the person's leg till he reached the hemline of a dress. The young woman had her arms cross and a thunderous expression on her face. She was beautiful. Carmel hair braided over one shoulder, dark brown eyes, a timeless looking face despite her apparent ire. She looked like she had just stepped out of ancient Greece with her white and gold sleeveless Greek dress.

"Cojeme," Leo groaned when he tried to sit up. Every muscle in his body ached like he had been beaten up or something. Suddenly his memory came back to him, "Where am I? Where's Piper?"

The woman rolled her eyes and stomped towards the water, "Really?" she screamed at the sky, "You want to make my curse even worse? Zeus! Hermes! Hephaestus! Have you no shame?"

"Um," Leo stood up, ignoring his body's protests to stay down, "I don't think they're listening-"

"Show yourself!" She started yelling once more, completely ignoring Leo. "It's not bad enough you take away the few good heroes I'm allowed to meet? You think it's funny to send me this runt of a boy to ruin my tranquility? This is not funny! Take him back!"

Leo dusted sand off his back, and glared at the woman, no longer finding her beautiful. Not as beautiful at least. "I am standing right here. I can hear you."

The woman, goddess probably if Leo had to guess, turned to glare at him as if this was his fault. She marched forward and grabbed his wrist, pulling him along the edge of the water. "I want you off my island," She growled.

"Yeah I don't want to be here either, amada," Leo looked around, "where is here by the way? Also have you seen a flying ship recently? It has a big bronze dragon on it? A crazy satyr and the best daughter of Aphrodite were onboard? Ringing any bells?"

"No," The goddess snapped. She stopped abruptly to demand that he tell her he wanted to leave, he was starting to think she had gone crazy on this island. As soon as he did she nodded and turned to stare out at the water, "A raft will appear soon to take you back."

"Uh huh, sure," Leo said as he looked out at the vast ocean all the way to the horizon without a single raft in sight. "Who are you?"

She huffed and threw her braid behind her back when the wind kept blowing it into her face. "It doesn't matter. You're obviously a mistake."

They stood in silence after that, listening to the crashing waves in front of them and the rustling leaves from the forest past the beach behind them. Leo decided he didn't like this goddess very much, but he shouldn't be surprised. Goddesses didn't seem to like him much either, except for Furina.

"Any moment now…" the girl whispered as she continued to stare out at the water. A couple more minutes passed before she glared at the sky, "This is wrong!" she threw her hands up in anger before spinning on her heal and storming inland. Leo followed behind her as she got to a footpath that weaved its way through a grove of trees.

The path let to the nicest garden Leo had ever seen. Behind the garden was a cave nestled into the side of a grassy hill. It wasn't a huge entrance, but it was bordered by two Grecian columns carved into the cave's natural crystalline rock. A rod at the top held white curtains that worked as a door. At first, he started towards the curtain door but after a few steps the goddess came back into view where she was angrily gardening.

"Go away," her voice was monotoned and she refused to look at him. "It's a big island. Just find your own place and leave me alone."

Leo hesitated, "So there's no raft coming? And no other way off this island?"

"Apparently not!"

"There has to be another way. I have to get off this island, my friends need me."

The goddess threw a clump of dirt at his face making him splutter as she rounded on him. Her eyes were red rimmed, and it looked as if she was trying not to cry, "This island is a curse made my Zeus himself. There is no way off without the raft."

Leo blinked, "I'm going to need some more information."

"My father, Atlas, fought against the gods, and I supported him."

Another blink, "Atlas as in the titan Atlas?"

The goddess rolled her eyes, "Yes you ilithios. I was imprisoned here where I could cause the Olympians no trouble. A couple years ago Percy said he was going to ask the gods to release me, but he forgot or changed his mind or something." Her words had grown angrier and angrier as she spoke, and tears were gathering in the corners of her eyes in frustration.

"Percy Jackson?" Leo asked. His question was answered though when the tears in her eyes finally fell. "Oh. Percy came here."

"He made me hope again, I thought I would be released and I'm," she gestured around her. She was still here, trapped in her prison.

Vaguely a story from camp came to mind and he snapped his fingers, ignoring the small flame that wove along his fingers before going out again, "You're that lady. Calypso!"

A glare was all the answer he needed. He remembered a rumor that he heard once about Percy disappearing for a couple of weeks here on this island before coming back to help the camp. By the point Leo heard the rumor though, many of the campers thought Calypso used her magic to make Percy evil but Percy had fought back enough that all he did was kill demigods. It wasn't a popular rumor, most of the camp didn't want to blame anyone other than Percy since that's how the Olympians judged him, but it was still a helpful rumor for Leo right now.

"You didn't, by chance, use your magic to, like, mind-control Percy, did you?" Leo asked carefully only to get another clump of dirt in his face.

"I would never!" Calypso's hair was whipping in the wind, tears running down her cheeks, and fury lighting up her eyes. Leo swallowed and told himself sternly that she was not beautiful. Maybe as beautiful as a building on fire, she would cause nothing but pain and heartache if Leo ever had feelings for her, he could feel it in his bones. "I am not Circe," she sniffed imperiously.

Leo wiped the dirt off his face, "Just double checking. Percy got banished to Tartarus right after the second titan war. Almost five years ago? I think? I'm not sure, but he wasn't really in a place to ask for your freedom."

Calypso somehow looked even angrier at Leo which didn't make any sense to him. It wasn't like he was involved in the banishment. "Leave me now, you liar," her words were cold enough that Leo did just as she asked without argument.

The first couple of days on the island were by far the hardest. And the most boring. Leo made himself a shelter from the erratic weather plaguing the island. It was a simple lean to, but it worked and that's all he needed while he built a more stable shelter that could protect him from the storms on all sides. He was tired of waking up from rain blowing in during the night. Leo had a lot of questions for Calypso but every time he approached the garden and cave he was attacked by flying mud.

She wasn't angry enough to let him starve to death. Three times a day food would appear in his lean to. And any time either he, or her flying mud, ruined his clothes, new clothes would appear as well. Which was slightly creepy because they were always remakes of his favorite outfits, ones he was certain he destroyed long ago in various ways.

About four or five days, he thinks, after washing ashore he came across some celestial bronze that was half covered in plants. "Thank you, dad!" Leo crowed happily before digging up as much as he could. His father's habit of throwing stuff down to the mortal realm was Leo's favorite part about the god. It took awhile to haul it all back to his camp, but the ability to do something was making the demigod bounce with excitement.

He had already been working on a more permanent place to sleep so Leo decided to turn that into a forge and just sleep in there. Its not like the heat bothered him anyways.

It wasn't long after he completed his forge that he began to have dreams. The nights leading up to the first dream had been slightly disturbing. It wasn't natural for demigods to not dream. He almost changed his mind after the first dream though. He saw Reyna, atop her Pegasus, flying through a storm cloud above the ocean. Her cape billowed behind her, rain pelted her face, and her armor shone with every flash of lightning. A gryphon dived upon them, its claws raking the Pegasus' side. Reyna drew her sword and the dream ended.

Leo grabbed his hair in frustration and groaned. That dream did nothing but give him anxiety. He needed to get off this stupid island and back to his friends. Leo shouted when he opened his eyes to find Calypso glaring down at him.

"You keep burning your clothes," she dropped a new pair on the ground near him as she stepped farther into his temporary home to look around.

"Um, yeah. Sorry about that?" The demigod hadn't seen the goddess at all since that first day and he had somehow forgotten how beautiful she was. It was annoying, he hated it. It's just rude being that pretty. He sat up and rubbed his face, "How long have I been here?" He was a little scared to ask the question for multiple reasons. One was that his friends needed him, they could be fighting Gaea at this point. Another, slightly scarier if he was being honest, reason was that he should've been able to keep track of the days and yet he couldn't. It was impossible even when he tried to keep tally on a wall like a castaway.

The quiet in the forge was broken by the pitter patter of rain hitting the roof. Calypso sighed and sat down next to him, "The magic of my island isn't working correctly. Time has always been weird here. And… visitors have always been able to call the raft when they were ready to leave. She gestured out the door at the rain, "I've lived centuries with perfect weather as well. Not a single drop of rain until recently. There's no communication either," Calypso's voice was growing more frustrated, "Hermes and Hephaestus used to visit me, and they've completely disappeared. And you! You showed up!"

Leo raised his hands in surrender, "It wasn't my choice!"

Calypso seemed to deflate at that, "I know," she whispered. They sat like that for a long time before the goddess spoke again, "Tell me about your Piper."

He wasn't sure why she wanted to know about Piper, but this was the first time they were kind of getting along so he told her. Leo started with meeting her in the wilderness school and how Piper was a daughter of Aphrodite. He had to explain how the gods' personalities were split between their Roman and Greek counterparts. It was easy to attempt to comfort her with the idea that the split was why her prison wasn't working right, or why nobody has visited her. He started telling her about saving Hera and building the Argo II when he was interrupted.

"Wait," Calypso seemed confused, "You don't love Piper?"

Leo's eyebrows scrunched together, "I mean, I love her like a friend. She's my best friend. But her and Jason are like soulmates. And she's seriously like a sister to me, so ew, no."

"You really don't belong here," Calypso interrupted his rambling with a weird look on her face. Before Leo could ask why she explained, "Zeus cursed me to have my only human visitors be heroes who I can't help but fall in love with but only heroes would never stay with me. They always have someone at home to return to."

"That's…" He didn't know what it was exactly. It was a curse but it's not like Calypso did anything other than support her dad. This was just plain cruel. A small part of him was a little bothered that he didn't belong because she could never fall in love with him. He knew he wasn't handsome like Jason or Percy, but he liked to think he wasn't horrible looking. He was short and randomly caught on fire and could befriend a machine faster than he could a human but those weren't necessarily bad things, right?

The goddess shrugged and stood up, "I came here to say thank you."

"For what?" Leo really couldn't understand this goddess.

"For fixing my stuff," She rolled her eyes at him when he still looked confused, "My fountain, and the curtains, and my gardening tools?"

Leo felt a slight blush warm his cheeks, "Those were nothing, I just don't like when things are broken."

Calypso hummed as she looked him over, "I'm tired of eating alone," she announced, "Come eat dinner with me tonight." She didn't wait for his reply before walking out into the rain.

For the rest of the day he worked on the guidance system for the boat he was planning on making to get off this prison. He was no good to anyone if he got lost at sea and died. In the back of his mind though, for once, he was keeping track of the time so that he wouldn't be late for dinner. It was stupid, and he knew he shouldn't be excited for it, but he was. The demigod kept reprimanding himself, he needed to focus on getting back to his friends.

The island sunset lit everything with a warm orange glow, telling Leo that it was time to call it quits for the day. He put out the flame and put his tools back into their places before leaving his forge.

Leo hesitated as the entrance to the cave. The curtains were open as tonight was a rare one of good weather. Peeking in he could see either magic or invisible people cooking and cleaning the cave. Calypso herself was sitting a loom, her focus on the work in front of her.

"The food smells great," Leo finally said as he stood at the door still.

The goddess jumped slightly, "Oh! Hi," she glanced past him to the sunset above the tree line and blushed slightly, "I apologize, it seems I lost track of time."

"It's fine. Um, what are you working on?" Leo was still hesitating in the entrance, unsure of where he was supposed to go or what he should do.

"Some more clothes for you," Calypso rolled her eyes as she took in his dirty and slightly charred clothes that she had given him just that morning. "These next ones will be fireproof."

"Really?" He walked towards the loom to see the work she had already done, "That's so cool!"

Calypso shrugged, looking embarrassed for some unknown reason. "Come in," she finally invited when she realized that he was just standing at the entrance.

There were a few potted flowers by the door that caught his eyes, "I've seen these flowers before," Leo crouched down to examine them, "are they poisonous?"

"No, but if you drink tea made out of their leaves you can see in the dark"

"Really?"

"No. You're an idiot." Calypso broke into laughter at the scandalized look upon Leo's face. "They're called Moonlace and they glow in the moonlight."

Conversation was smooth from there on. They spoke about all the different kinds of fabric Calypso could weave and if she could make a small fireproof bag for Frank. Leo moaned at the tastiness of her hot soup. Usually he didn't notice that food was in his forge until it was already cold. She laughed at him and they surprisingly got along really well. All they had to do was ignore the fact that they were going to spend eternity together and for Leo to ignore how his heart literally fluttered when Calypso laughed.

The next morning Leo woke up from a dream of the Argo II sinking to the ocean floor in several chunks, broken beyond repair. He hoped it was just a nightmare.

Calypso showed up once more but this time she stayed and listened as he explained what he was making and his plans for the ship he wanted to build. She would ask questions, at first just trying to understand but by the end of the day the questions were helping Leo make more concrete ideas about his ship.

Once more they went to the cave for dinner. The days passed in much the same way depending on the weather. Most days they were in the forge, Calypso had long traded her dress for jeans and a t-shirt, working on the ship. Leo finished the guidance system with stuff he stuffed into his toolbelt from Archimedes' workshop. Calypso finished the sail and was working on ropes for the ship as well. Never had Leo worked so easily with another person. Not even the other campers in cabin nine.

They spent their evenings in the cave laughing and arguing and sometimes yelling at each other. Both were both very opinionated and for some reason neither felt the need to hold back around the other. There was no reason to put on an act or to try to impress the other. It was a strange comfort that scared Leo if he thought too much on it because he knew what it meant.

Percy was the topic of their worst argument. Leo didn't want to be jealous, he really, really didn't. He also knew that the son of Poseidon had so few people in his corner that Leo should be happy that there was another person in the world that didn't hate him. Before Calypso, it had felt like only Percy's family, Annabeth, Nico, and Leo himself cared about the guy. The son of Poseidon was Leo's friend too. Leo had so few of those that he shouldn't have gotten jealous. That reasoning didn't help though.

The argument had started innocently enough. Leo was trying to put his theories about the demigod into words to get Calypso's opinion. At some point over the weeks her opinion had become important to him. He first told her about the tattoos and then explained all the different hints different gods had given them from Soter to Apate and even Furina. Calypso had listened with interest until Leo told her that he thought Percy was going to declare war on the gods.

Apparently, it was the wrong thig to say. Calypso told him he was jumping to conclusions and that he was being ridiculous. The real problem was when Calypso accidentally said: "My Percy wouldn't do that." My. Her Percy. Leo had lost his temper.

"You don't have a claim on Percy, amada," he had snarled back. "He left you here to rot because Annabeth is the only person he will ever love."

It had gone downhill fast from there. Soon they were hurling insults at each other. Calypso needed to move on and was stupid for still being in love with the guy. Leo should shut up because he didn't know what he was talking about. Calypso didn't know that. Of course, she did, why would anyone ever fall in love with him? He wasn't a real hero like Percy was. He was useless.

Leo stood there in shock for a second, just long enough to see regret flash across Calypso's face before he stormed out of the cave. He ignored her when she called out his name.

They didn't speak for three days. Maybe. Time was still weird.

A storm was raging, thunder shaking the walls of the forge and lightning flashing every minute it felt like. Leo couldn't sleep and instead went out to the edge of the tree line. To be honest he wasn't trying very hard to sleep. His nightmares were getting worse. That morning he had woken up from one that showed monsters and giants beginning to gather on the Acropolis in Athens.

Between the waves crashing against the shore, the wind ripping through the trees and the thunder, Leo couldn't hear anything. He just stood there watching and thinking about the storm Jason and Percy had created back in Charleston. The battle felt like years ago. Maybe it was, not like Leo could tell.

He felt frustration and anger building inside of him with no outlet. He wanted to scream and fight something and throw fire. Instead, Leo went to his forge and made the fire roar. With his hammer beating against a sheet of celestial bronze to make a new tiller and rudder he got out his feelings. Leo beat the metal as hard as he could, pushing his inadequacy into it. Leo wasn't useless. He was a real hero. He was. He knew he was. He had to be.

Without thought Leo grabbed the metal when it began cooling and stuck it back into the fire before working on it some more. At some point his shirt burned right off his skin but he kept hammering away. He didn't stop until the metal slipped in his hand, the edge sharp enough to cut the skin wide open. Immediately blood began pouring from the wound. Leo just stood there starring at it for a minute, his mind not quite processing what had happened. Two smaller, slenderer hands slowly cradled his injured one.

Calypso didn't seem to mind getting blood all over her as she brought his hand up to take a better look at it. She moved one hand to cover the injury, making him hiss slightly at the sting. Then he watched in awe as she sang. Her voice was amazing, it rose and fell with the storm outside. The words from a long-lost language seemed to dance from her tongue and surround them with power and magic. Leo stared at her face. Her eyes were closed, head tilted up to the sky slightly, hair trying to break free from a messy braid. He knew right then and there that this cursed goddess now possessed his heart.

"Please be more careful," Calypso whispered, breaking Leo from his thoughts. "What you can do with your hands," she trailed off as they stared into each other's eyes. "They're incredible."

Leo nodded, not sure if he could trust his voice yet or not. He didn't feel angry anymore, just tired. Tired of not being enough. "I'm sorry, for what I said about Percy and Annabeth," Leo was as surprised as Calypso at his apology, but he didn't take it back.

She swallowed hard before nodding, "A part of my heart will always love Percy, just as it will always love Odysseus and Drake. And a part of yours will always love Hazel." Her voice was gentle, and he hung on every word, "That doesn't mean that either of us can't love again or that we will love any less because of it."

Calypso's eyes pleaded with him to understand. All Leo could do was nod. Sometimes love was more powerful when it is between two people who know what it feels like to love and let go. The goddess took a deep breath, "Hermes told me to trust anyone who came to me with a tattoo of a trident with a drakon wrapped around it. He said they were the Unclaimed and they could help me. That's all I know."

"Hermes did?" Leo wondered if the god knew about Percy or if he only knew that the Unclaimed was against Gaea.

Calypso nodded silently before letting go of his hand. When Leo looked down he saw his hand had been completely healed, not even a scar left as a reminder. He looked between it to Calypso's blushing face trying not to just laugh at how much his life felt like a Disney movie. He bit back the urge to ask if she had magic hair and instead let her push him towards the door. They ate breakfast in silence and he fell asleep on some pillows in her cave.

After the argument they spent even more time with each other. The weeks passed in a blur. She taught him how to cook one day when it was raining too hard to work on the boat. A few nights they fell asleep next to each other when they stayed up late talking. Leo told her about the shop he wanted to open, and about how many more customers he would get if she was his business partner.

Leo taught her some Spanish and she taught him some modern Greek that Hermes had taught her. Modern Greek was different enough to the ancient Greek his brain was hardwired to understand that most of it sounded like gibberish when she spoke. There were some words and phrases they each refused to teach. Calypso point blank refused to tell Leo what she was saying when she would call him "Androuli mou". In turn he refused to translate when he called her "Mi cariño". In turn they grew more comfortable with the other's company. They laughed and joked with each other. They touched more often than strictly necessary. Sometimes they spoke, Leo in Spanish and Calypso in Greek, neither knowing what the other was saying but finding their own comfort in their confessions.

One night when it was hailing golf ball sized hail, Leo swore the weather was getting worse, they played checkers as the harp in the corner of the room gently played in the background.

"Se erotevome," I am falling in love with you. Calypso said without looking at him, instead studying the board for the best next move.

Leo's eyes studied her face, somehow finding it more beautiful every time he looked at it, "Estoy desesperadamente enamorado de ti," I'm hopelessly in love with you. he responded.

Calypso made her move before finally looking at him, "Se skeftomai." I'm constantly thinking of you.

Leo met her eyes, still not glancing at the board to see her move, "Tu me haces feliz." You make me happy.

Neither moved for a second, just breathing and imagining that maybe they could be having the same conversation but neither knowing what they other had just confessed. It might be the coward's way out, but it allowed them to come to terms with their own feelings without fear of rejection. Especially for Calypso, her curse didn't allow any room for hope. The men sent to her never loved her in return, or never loved her enough at least. And Leo had people counting on him. He would never stay with her, she knew that, yet somehow, she was falling for him harder than she had ever fallen before. It didn't make any sense.

Two weeks later they were soaking wet from a sudden downpour, Calypso had grabbed Leo's hands and started spinning them in circles. Their feet were slipping in the mud, Calypso's head thrown back in laughter as they gained speed, their hands slipping. Leo was laughing and desperately trying to keep his grip on her hands so that she wouldn't go flying into one of her gardens.

Calypso stumbled and would've fallen if Leo hadn't yanked her towards him, instead he fell backwards, landing with her on top of them. "Are you okay?" she asked as she moved so that her face was directly over his. Her hair had come loose while spinning and now fell as a curtain around their two faces.

Leo gave an overdramatic groan, "This is the end, mi cariño. I'm dying," he quietly wailed.

"You're ridiculous," Calypso laughed.

"Psh, you love me."

They both froze. They didn't talk about their growing feelings. The goddess took a deep breath, her eyes meeting his, "Moo ehees klpsee teen kardhia."

"What does that mean?" they never asked for translations, but this felt important. He had to know what she just said.

Calypso leaned in so that her lips pressed against his. The kiss was soft until she tilted her head and he raised his to meet her halfway, getting over his shock to kiss her back. Her tongue moved to hesitantly trace his lower lip and suddenly their kiss grew deeper. Leo didn't have much experience with kissing, but he was a fast learner. By the time they broke the kiss, both were breathing hard, Calypso rested her forehead against Leo's, "You have stolen my heart," she whispered.

Their next kiss was full of unrestrained passion as both demigod and goddess allowed themselves to stop hoping and wishing and worrying. They felt like they were drowning in each other and the love they felt. They barely took the time to stumble into the cave before pushing up shirts, needing to feel skin on skin contact.

Leo trailed sucking kisses down Calypso's throat murmuring "I love you," between each kiss. Calypso's hands threaded into his hair and pulled until he moaned and found her mouth once more.

It was a night of passion, of biting kisses, of whispered love, of slick skin and a little bit of begging from them both. They woke up the next morning in Calypso's bed with their legs tangled together, Calypso's head resting on his chest as she gently traced words into his skin with her nail.

"I'm trying to figure out what you're writing but all I can make out is moo? Are you calling me a cow?" Leo's voice was slightly husky as he pulled himself from sleep, cracking his eyes open to see Calypso smiling up at him from his chest. Her hair was loose and her eyes bright as if she had been awake for a while now and had been too content to move from on top of him. He was one hundred percent okay with that.

The goddess snorted, "Fos moo," she corrected him.

Leo nodded, "Of course mi amor, it all makes sense now."

Calypso shifted and threw one of her legs over his hips so that she was straddling him. He put a great effort into keeping his eyes on her face, but they drifted a couple of times before jumping back up to see her smirking down at him. "Eese to fos moo," she whispered as she bent down and kissed him, "You are my light".

They didn't get out of bed till almost noon, neither in a hurry to leave the other. When they did finally manage to leave the cave, they were still holding hands and went to walk along the beach seeing as it was sunny for once instead of stormy. It had been months since Leo woke up on the shore and as much as he was still trying to get off the island, he also wanted to spend time with Calypso. It was a bit of a war inside him on what to do but he decided to enjoy himself today. There would never be another day like it ever again.

"Hey," Leo pointed, "Did someone wreck here?" As soon as they got to the beach they could see evidence that a boat had crashed some time during the night. They went and started to gather some of what was left when Calypso froze and looked to Leo with wide eyes.

"This was the raft."

"The raft?" It took a second for it to click, "The raft that shows up when someone is ready to leave you? That raft?"

Calypso nodded and bit her lip, "It shows up when I'm in love and it's time for the hero to make a choice."

Leo snorted and set the piece of wood he was holding on fire. "Well that's stupid. It didn't give me much of a choice and either way I'm not making that decision. I'm almost done with my boat and both of us are getting off this lump of sand. Together."

Tears slid down her face, "Vlakas," her voice broke. "I can't leave here. If I get on that boat with you then it will never leave the water around the island. This is my prison Leo."

"Yeah and I'm breaking you out of your prison. I thought that was the plan all along? What was the point of planning to open 'Leo and Calypso's Garage: Auto Repair, Mechanical Monsters, and Fresh Produce' if you thought you couldn't get off the island?"

The goddess shook her head, "I just- I want to. But I can't. That's the curse and you know that. I told you. I fall in love with the hero who washes ashore and then they leave me. It's time for you to leave."

"No!" Leo shouted as he threw the burning plank he was still holding into the ocean. "No. I am not leaving you. We are both getting off this godsdamned island."

He stood there glaring out at the ocean, Calypso wanted to go back to her cave but instead she leaned against his arm, resting her head on his shoulder. They were the same height, so it was easy to do while standing. "This isn't a problem you can fix," She whispered finally.

Leo stiffened before slowly turning towards her, "This isn't a problem I can solve. This isn't a problem I can solve!"

"I just said that."

The demigod was already shaking his head, his hands going to his toolbelt and pulling out a fortune cookie, holding it up triumphantly. "Nemesis gave this to me a while back. She said there will be a problem I can't solve and that when I need an answer to open this."

"Can we trust her? Was she one of the unclaimed?" Calypso asked as she eyed the cookie warily.

Leo hesitated slightly, "I don't know. She didn't have a tattoo but her and Percy seemed to be at an understanding? It doesn't matter, this is worth the risk," Leo didn't tell her what else the revenge goddess had told him, about how everything comes with a cost. This was worth it.

The crack of the fortune cookie echoed around them loudly. A small strip of paper was revealed. Leo stuffed half the fortune cookie in his mouth before offering the other half to Calypso who looked at him like he was insane. He raised his eyebrow at her, she shook her head before taking the second half and eating it too. Together they read the fortune. "Offer fresh water to the sea, ask the Glistening One for help."

Calypso ran back to the cave for a pitcher of water as Leo read over the strip of paper multiple times thinking it can't be that easy.

It wasn't.

A few minutes after they had followed the instructions a giant serpentine dragon rose from the surface of the water, towering several yards above them. The dragon stared at the demigod and goddess for a minute before returning under the water. A minute later, a woman literally walked out of the ocean and approached them. She had wild hair that was tangled with kelp and coral. Her eyes had no white in them, instead it was like looking at the surface of water glistening in the sunlight. The goddess' skin was slightly darker than Calypso's and closer to Hazel's coloring. She wore a blue silk dress that looked like a waterfall if you weren't staring straight at it. Her scaly tail splashed at the water behind her in irritation.

"Who dares to summon me?" Her voice made even Calypso look down it was so full of ancient power.

Leo wondered if the cost of the fortune cookie was going to be their lives when this goddess killed them for disturbing her. "Hi," Calypso smacked his arm and he corrected himself, "Hello! I'm Leo Valdez and this is the love of my life, Calypso," He posed like Vanna White as he presented Calypso who was glaring daggers at him while blushing crimson, it made him want to kiss her. "She's imprisoned here by Zeus, you know, the big dick in the sky? And we were hoping you could help us get off this island."

The sea goddess looked at them each and found them lacking. "No. I see no point for helping you. Find your own escape."

Leo was ready to set her on fire when Calypso called out, "We're with the unclaimed too!" The son of Hephaestus' eyes shot to the woman's forearm where, to his amazement, there was a familiar tattoo.

The goddess narrowed her eyes at Calypso, "You are lying."

"No, she's not!" Leo grasped at straws and hoped he wasn't wrong, "Percy is our friend! We need to get off the island to help him!"

"We're supposed to meet him on the mortal side of the Doors of Death," Calypso added as she remembered all that Leo had told her of the situation.

The sea goddess looked at them more critically this time, as if she was judging their souls before sighing. Her tail flicked water at Calypso, getting her face and shirt wet. "Do not call on me again," She warned them before turning back to the ocean. Right before diving back into the waves, she glanced at Leo, "Gaea's greatest weakness has always been fire, burn her heart and she will never rise again." And then she was gone. Without helping them at all. In the distance they could see what looked like a giant serpentine dragon weaving in and out of the water.

"We just wasted your cookie," Calypso broke their depressed silence.

"No, we- well, we kind of did," Leo sighed, "It was our best chance though, so it was worth it."

The sea in front of them exploded outwards, a giant ship rising from its deep grave. Festus gave a roar and shot fire into the air. Leo was so excited and happy that he roared right back at the dragon. Calypso's eyes were huge as she took in the magnificent ship that floated as close to the shallows as it could get without accidently beaching itself. "Oh, my gods," She breathed.

Leo turned to Calypso and grabbed her hands, "Mi amor, mi sol, mi reina, I'm getting you off this island."

They both started laughing they were so happy. Calypso had tears running down her cheeks as she stared in awe at this demigod who had not only stolen her heart but was now stealing her away from this prison as well.

She jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his hips as he turned them in circles still smiling like a loon as she peppered his whole face with kisses, "I love you I love you I love you I love you." They didn't make it back to her bed in the cave, instead settling for the forge.

A couple hours later Calypso had packed up everything she wanted to keep from her prison and put it in the row boat before going back for one last look to see if she forgot anything. Leo had been building a boat big enough to replace the Argo II after his dream of the original being sunk. Along with the big boat was a smaller lifeboat that he now had in the water to carry them to the original Argo II. He was knee deep in the water when an Iris Message opened, and Rachel appeared before him. Her image wasn't quite as clear as an IM usually was, it was almost like she was faded. The oracle was grinning, "Leo! I've been trying all day to get into contact with you!"

"What's wrong? What happened?" His heart was clenched in fear as he thought of the other demigods he was traveling with.

Rachel shook her head, "Nothing that you haven't already fixed. It's only been a day outside of Ogygia," she assured him.

His breath felt like it was forced out of his lungs in a single gush as his mind spun. One day? All these months and it was only one day. Was this how Nico and Percy felt when they escaped Tartarus? "One day?" He couldn't help but ask again. It seemed impossible.

"One day," Rachel nodded, "Reyna is waiting in Budva and the other's will join you there." The oracle paused, "Don't tell them about the Unclaimed."

"Why not?"

Rachel bit her lip, "It's not time yet. They won't understand that Percy's trying to save the world."

"By declaring war on the gods?" Leo clarified.

She nodded, "Pretty much, yeah. If he and Annabeth do this right though it will be more like stealing their thrones." Rachel smiled at him, "Percy told me to tell you that he thinks you and Calypso are perfect for each other and he's really happy for you."

The message disappeared before Leo could come up with a reply and he was back to standing alone in the ocean with a boat full of Calypso's stuff. She came running back down the footpath with one last bag slung over her shoulder, leaves and flowers sticking out of it. She splashed through the water to reach him with a giant smile on her face.

"Got everything?" He asked as he helped her into the boat. Pushing it a little farther out before getting in himself.

Calypso was staring out at the island even as she grabbed an oar and began rowing with him towards the Argo II, "Is it stupid that I'm scared?"

"It's not stupid. I'm scared, and I was only trapped on this island for a couple months," Leo admitted.

The goddess took a deep breath and nodded, "I love you."

"I love you too."

A/N:

Amada: sweetheart

Ilithios: idiot

Androuli mou: My sweet man

Vlakas: fool

mi Cariño: my dear

mi sol: my sun

mi reina: my queen

Okay! So that was a little break in the middle of the story, totally necessary for later chapters though! Hopefully you enjoyed it but if not, Percabeth in Tartarus return next chapter. If I completely ruined the Spanish or Greek I am sorry and google is at fault, but let me know and I'll fix it.

PJOsuperfan asked about the curse of Achilles and the answer is very vague back in chapter 6. Basically I took from the books when Percy crossed the little Tiber and lost it, to him going over the Tiber up in the Argo II and losing it. He shuddered and dropped his coffee before telling Jason they had passed into Roman territory. Thank you random 'no greek curses/blessing in Roman territory' rule. And for the Guest wondering about Percy's conflicting feelings for Tartarus and Thira, hopefully that will be explained next chapter. Along with how he wound back up in his cell for Hera to "rescue". And hopefully, if my writing goes as planned, I'll explain a bit more about Percy's plan. HephaestusBuilds, you are not wrong. It will be difficult, but hopefully it will all make sense? I really hope so at least.

There's a lot going on so I'm always happy to answer any questions you guys have or to clear anything up! Feel free to ask in reviews or to PM!

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