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Chapter 36: Facing your Fears

"Percy?" Calypso looked up at him with big uncertain eyes. Hands clenched in front of her timidly. "I'm scared."

They were walking slowly, meandering even, down the long glass hallway. Shoes knocking against the white tiled floor and echoing ominously. Sunshine streaming through the windows joyfully as they continued their sullen walk.

Heading towards the place of fate for Calypso. The testing lab.

Percy had been given the responsibility of guiding Calypso to the surgery room.

A.k.a, making sure she didn't try to escape.

"It's not too late to turn back." Percy glanced at her. Not really consoling her at all. "You could take up one of the other options."

"No." She inhaled. A look of forced determination igniting her face. "I want to get back to my friends."

Percy smiled.

A few more steps were taken in suspended silence. Knowing that it was only a matter of time before Calypso would be put on a chair while machines were hooked up to her body.

If she was ever going to get up off the chair again, that was the question occupying both their minds.

"I … I want to thank you for tipping Mr. Edmund off." Calypso started, sending him an inquisitive look. "It was very generous of you."

Percy raised his eyebrows at her impressed. "How did you know it was me?"

Calypso shrugged with a bashful blush. "Dad taught me how to read body language. He was a pretty good teacher y'know. I was able to figure out by your attitude at court… Why did you think of going to Mr. Waters? I mean, what told you that I would actually want to be a test subject?"

Percy shrugged before going into detail. "Well, I didn't know for sure." he confessed. "But I've seen what Waters has been doing in his lab. I thought that maybe, this was your chance to get back to Leo. Plus, I knew Edmund wouldn't give up a chance for a possible test subject who could be rehabilitated back into society. It just seemed too perfect to not try and see if you were willing."

Calypso blushed lightly at the mention of Leo.

"So you'll think this will work?" she asked hesitantly. Eyes glancing over the floor nervously.

"I have a lot of faith in him. He'll either make it work or stop the procedure if it will harm you. That's just how he is." Percy shrugged, still walking in line with the girl.

"But do you think the procedure will work." Calypso persisted seriously, stopping him to stare into his wild green eyes.

So many questions were sliding around her amber eyes. Questions, Percy hoped that she one day found answers to.

For now, he could answer just the one.

Percy nodded caringly. "Of course I do, I wouldn't of written to him if I didn't believe it would work."

"Okay… okay…" Callie breathed deeply. "I can do this than."

Percy chuckled. "You'll be fine."

They drew nearer to the door. With every step, Calypso seemed to get tenser and tenser. Hesitancy growing in her strides.

Percy almost expected her to seized up then flee like a frightened doe.

But she didn't, in fact, she was the one to first reach out and gingerly brush her fingertips against the handle. Summoning bravery deep in her system just to get back to the people she loved.

Before she stepped passed the double doors however, she pulled an envelope out from the hem of her white cotton sock and pressed it into his hands with a gentle push.

"What's this?" he asked confused, looking into her eyes for answers this time.

Calypso only smiled sadly at him. "They've already told me everything that's going to happen Percy. But they haven't told you."

"What does that mean?" he asked warily. Thinking something terrible might happen with the way she was talking. As if her fate was already sealed like the envelope.

"I mean…. They're sending you back Percy." Calypso looked at him apologetically. Almost as if it were her fault.

"Sending me where? What?" Confused, he flipped the slightly crumpled envelope over in his hands and started to peel back the flap in an attempt to rip it.

Calypso stopped him with a gentle hand and a pained smile. "No Perce, it's not for you."

"Not for me?! But you- what? What's going on? What are they holding back from me?"

"They're not holding anything back." she spoke gently. "They just haven't told you yet."

"Tell me what?!" Percy's perplextion was buzzing in his skull. Making him wrack his brain for any sort of evidence on what the caramel haired girl was talking about.

"They know that you and I were in the same group of friends. They want you to be the one to rehabilitate me, back in San Fran, back with the gang."

And the wind left him. Shot out of his lungs with quite a force.

I'm going back. I'm going back. The words chiseled around in his mind. Almost making him stagger. His grip tightening on the little envelope.

Percy was to be the agent to bring clueless Callie back to San Francisco. Percy was to be the agent to resettle her in a place and reconnect her with her friends.

Naturally it had to be Percy. Percy was the one who wouldn't be suspicious, who was seen as an equal.

But headquarters was only sending him because they didn't know that that certain group of friends had been there.

Had seen part of who he was, and what he did.

That in a way, they were all eligible to have their memories terminated.

I'm going see Annabeth again. The thought made him feel so burdened, even the notion of coming face to face with that girl again after the things he said…. It was unimaginable. He couldn't even fathom the interaction between them if he ever saw her again.

"That." Calypso murmured as she touched the letter again and shattered his raging thoughts. "Is for if the gang asks questions about the incident. Since I won't remember I'll get confused and frustrated. I'll probably get upset and do something reckless. So when I'm at my worst, please, give this to me."

Skeptically Percy sighed and ran a distressed hand through his hair. "Nothing in here mentions S.I.G.H.T. I hope."

Calypso shook her head. "Nothing that they can wipe my memory for."

Percy sighed in relief, while twirling the flat thing between his fingers. "Well… I guess I'll see you later."

Calypso smiled warmly. "See ya later….and… thanks."

With that, she disappeared behind the doors that swung lazily after she left.

-(.oOo.)-

Hours turned into days for Percy.

The procedure, that was pretty much multiple needles to the skull, delivered over a certain period of time while the subject was occasionally shocked with a controlled amount of electricity, took a awhile to accomplish apparently.

In that time he trained. He slept and ate. He watched his mom and dreamed.

He even completed a raid mission in Cairo. Shooting through layers of guards to arrest single mastermind in charge of a drug route. And sure enough, the assignment Calypso had informed him about was given to him just a few short days after.

By the time he was ordered to Edmund Waters office, he was half expecting for the guy to tell him that Calypso had passed away.

That she was dead as a doornail.

Instead, he laid out an entirely different play.

"She's still weak." he murmured while leading Percy through the medical department. The usual smell of hand sanitizer and blood seemed to leech out of the pasty white walls. "She should remember you, not as an agent of course but as who you were disguising to be instead." Edmund Waters was walking briskly. The garb of a doctor neatly replacing his usual suit. A brown clipboard was pressed to his side tensely, as if he needed to suddenly write down notes at random times.

"She thinks she's in the Prentice Hospital, and that she just woke up from a car accident. Got it?"

Percy nodded mutely, dressed again in casual clothing to fit the person Calypso remembered.

"Does she think she has Amnesia?" Percy asked while glancing at some other doctors making their rounds.

"Yes, but only because we've told her so. We told her that she hit her head pretty hard and has been in a coma for awhile."

"What about her location? Does she know that she's in Washington?"

"No, she thinks she's still in San Francisco." Edmund abruptly stopped in front of the solemnly closed door.

"So what do you want me to say?" Percy asked seriously, staring down the door as if it were a challenge threatening him.

"Say that her friends have no idea that she's been in a car accident. Also tell her that she is to be discharged tomorrow, so she can see her friends then and please don't mention her father." He said in one breath. Obviously thrilled that things worked out so well, but terribly nervous that things would get screwed up.

Percy's brow crinkled. "Doesn't she remember her father?"

Waters sighed and looked at Percy with his bottom lip under his top. "That girl did a peculiar thing before we started." he hummed. "She asked if I could erase certain memories of her dad. So I did. She said they were memories she didn't want to stay with her when she went back to her friends. Kind of like she was building a new life for herself eh?"

"Then what does she remember?" Percy asked unbelievingly.

"Well, her childhood memories are completely intact. Everything she remembers from 1-10 is true. Her age 11-17 memories are a bit patchy, but her brain seemed to fill in the gaps with duplicate memories from her childhood to compensate. And as for the last month, she doesn't recall a thing. I had to tell her that she went into a coma to convince her that it was July."

Percy nodded seriously. Already thinking of the letter he had ready to go, packed in his luggage.

Crisply, Edmund checked his gold watch and squinted down at it, for a moment his perfect posture was crooked. "She should be wide awake right now."

Then, without hesitation, he swung the door open and greeted an open eyed fresh faced girl.

"Hello Calypso, I believe I found one of her your friends?" his acting skills were on point. Laying out the perfect doctor with each movement and sound he made.

Percy stepped in tentatively to the windowless square room and feigned a look of concern. "Cals? What happened to you!?"

Calypso hoisted herself up and looked stared at him in shock. Her hospital gown hanging off her bone thin body, the large circles under her eyes seemed to have tripled since he last saw her.

"Percy!" she cried, eyes sparkling in excitement. "You came!"

"Callie what happened?!" Percy rushed over to her bed and clasped her hand with a perplexed look on his face.

"Didn't you know? I was in a car accident!"

"What?!"

"You didn't know?" her eyes switched over to Mr. Waters confused.

Percy shook his head believingly. "Cals you went missing last month. No one knew where you went! Leo's been going crazy from worry!"

Calypso pulled the scratchy white blankets over her chest with her face pinched in confusion. "But didn't you try and find me?"

"Of course we did! But your house was empty. We were about to contact the police! But we thought perhaps you went on a trip somewhere and just didn't tell us."

Confused, Callie stared at the floor. "That's right…." she muttered. "I was going on a trip… with dad…. Somewhere."

"Are you okay?" Percy sent 'Dr.' Waters a wary glance.

"I guess. I have amnesia, or something like that. I hit my head pretty hard in the crash….. Plus… my-my dad didn't make through the accident." Calypso's eyes watered and she pursed her lips. "I could be doing better." her thick voice mumbled while she stared up at the white ceiling.

"Well the good news, Calypso, is that you're being discharged tomorrow! We've located a place you can stay. Okay?"

"What? But… how?"

"I was able to contact a lady willing to look after you. You'll be moving in, and she'll pick you up from the hospital tomorrow. Miss Denall's is her name. She's a rather sweet old lady." Waters said quickly while scribbling something down on his clipboard.

"Now Calypso, you get your rest. Tomorrows a big day, and we wouldn't want to put off your dischargement."

Percy nodded agreeingly while sending Calypso a small smile. "I'll tell the others where you are and we'll see you tomorrow when you move in. Mkay?"

She nodded weakly and shot the black haired boy a tentative smile.

Everything said and done, Mr. Waters 'escorted' Percy out of the room. Making Percy wonder how hard the next few weeks were going to be.

-(.oOo.)-

That night, people crept into Calypso's room. With the liquid heavy needle, they sedated her. Pushing and pulling, the bed was rolled out of the empty room and guided into the belly of a plane. Her sleeping figure never disturbed once.

Percy watched the whole ordeal with his bag slung over one shoulder and his luggage handle firmly clasped in his other.

Dreading the hour that was almost upon him.

Heavy hearted and filled with nostalgia, Percy stepped off the plane into the humid weighted night. Breathing in that salty air.

He watched as Calypso was wheeled into the hospital in San Francisco. Wheeled into a room identical to the one back in Washington.

He listened as 'Dr. Waters.' gave directions to the sweet old lady who was to take care of Calypso.

The lady who had no connection to S.I.G.H.T. and no idea what had really happened to the girl sleeping so soundly in her bed.

Finally, when the sun was high in the sky. When Calypso had been 'discharged' into the summer day to be free, it was Percy's turn to act.

His default lie was to tell the group of friends that he was back because his father wanted him to complete a summer swimming program. But of course that lie would fail like all the others.

So he was going to wing it.

And the first place he decided to face.

Was Annabeth's house.

Last Chapters Trivia Answer: Aeolus's assistant, and she was in that job for around 12-14 hours.

This Chapters Trivia: Grover was put to sleep for how long by Morpheus?

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