A/N: Hi everyone, I'm back and I'm not dead! I'm sooooo sorry I haven't been able to update in so long, I tore a ligament in my wrist and my hand was in a cast for weeks! Thankfully I'm pretty much fully healed now, so I was able to type this up. Just for being so patient, I gave y'all an extra long chapter. Enjoy!

When Calypso came to, she was lying down in a comfortable bed and covered with so many blankets she was sure she would suffocate. Sluggishly, she tried to sit up but winced at the sharp pain that shot out from her side.

"Ay! No te muevas, mija, te vas a lastimar!" Calypso turned to the voice to find a woman coming into the room with a tray of food. The woman looked to be in her late twenties with curly brown hair and warm brown eyes.

"Who are you? Where am I?" She just hoped the woman could understand English, "Where's Leo?"

"Ehm, slow down," she said with a heavily accented voice, "Leo is with my brother. You are safe." She nodded to herself, as if satisfied that she managed to get that out, "Now you eat," she gestured to the food in the tray she was holding.

Calypso glanced down at the bowl of steaming soup the woman had brought and realized that she was starving, "I won't eat until I see Leo," she said firmly despite her protesting stomach.

The woman rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation, "Ah pues, RAUL!" she bellowed out at a surprising volume.

Calypso's eyes widened in surprise but she soon heard the male voice from before answer back with an equally loud "QUE?"

The woman yelled back at him and Calypso gradually heard the man's voice approaching, and pretty soon she saw the man peek out from the doorway, "Buenos dias señorita!" his smile was friendly and open, and Calypso was about to protest again when she saw Leo peek in from behind him.

"Sunshine! You're awake!" he walked towards her easily, a spring in his step as if they hadn't just narrowly escaped death.

Calypso sighed wearily, she hadn't realized how worried she'd been until she was sure that Leo was safe, "There you are, I can't believe you let me wake up without you here! For all I knew we'd been kidnapped and you were dead in a ditch somewhere!"

Leo laughed, "Aww come on, Irene is awesome, she's been taking good care of you the past couple of days."

"Days?" she said sharply, "What do you mean days?"

At this, the woman, Irene, spoke up, "You got a lot of poison in you, bad stuff. Leo said I can't use ambrosia on you so the healing was slow."

"You didn't use unicorn draught?" she questioned the woman.

Irene frowned, "I'm no healer. I used what I had."

Calypso nodded, sure, the unicorn draught would have worked much quicker, but she supposed she could just be glad she was alive, "It doesn't matter, thank you for your help."

The woman nodded gruffly and gestured to the food she was still holding, "Now eat."

Calypso took the offered plate and began sipping on the soup idly, turning her attention to Raul. He looked to be a few years younger than Irene, but the two looked so similar it was clear they were related somehow. "So what's your story? You could see the monster…so are you a demigod?"

The guy smiled and spoke in his accented voice, "My name is Raul. This is my sister, Irene. We are both children of Vulcano."

"So we're, like, sort-of siblings," Leo chipped in.

Raul grinned at Leo, "So I'm your sort-of big brother."

Leo laughed and turned to Calypso eagerly, "You should see their forge, Sunshine, it's awesome! They have all these really cool high-tech machines that are giving me all sorts of ideas! Oh and you should see Raul's motorcycle it's epic! And Irene has this car that she built that can turn invisible!"

Calypso gave him a half-smile, "Don't start getting any crazy ideas…" but she could see that it was too late.

"I was thinking I could do some modifications on Festus to see if we can try that invisibility thing, Raul and I were just downstairs taking a look at Festus. He has all these ideas of how we can modify Festus and turn him into the ultimate war machine!" his hands were twitching with that restless energy of his and his eyes darting about wildly. She hadn't seen him this excited in a while.

…so was it wrong that she didn't want him to make any modifications to Festus? She supposed it was a little selfish, but…Festus was their thing, they built that together to escape from Ogygia, and she couldn't help the pang of hurt that he was so willing to change it at a moment's notice.

"That sounds great, Leo," her tongue felt like lead when she said it, "I can't wait to see what you two do."

"Oh it's not just us too, Irene is helping too! You should see the weapons she makes; they're killer—get it?"

She smiled tightly and took another spoonful of soup to disguise it, "Mmhmm."

He kept speaking animatedly, "Oh and guess what their front for the mortals is? They have a tattoo shop! A tattoo shop! I always wanted a tattoo since as far back as I remember, which, granted, isn't much, but if I can still remember that after all the memory I did lose, then imagine how badly I've been wanting one! But of course, I couldn't get it since you have to be eighteen to get a tattoo in the States but guess what? I am eighteen now! So guess who's getting a tattoo?!"

Calyspo glanced wearily at Raul and Irene, both of whose arms were completely covered in tattoos, "Uhhm…just one tattoo?" she asked carefully.

Leo followed her gaze and snorted in an entirely unattractive manner, "Oh don't worry, I'm not quite ready for a full sleeve just yet."

"Right," she said warily, "yet…"

He smiled cheekily at her, "Nothing crazy, I swear."

She finally caved; she never could resist that boyish smile of his, "If you say so, Hot Head."

He pecked her lips swiftly and sat up, "So are you done gorging yourself yet? I've been waiting for you to wake up to get my ink. You took forever to wake up!"

She chuckled and rolled her eyes, "Oh well, excuse me for taking a poisonous dart to my side, I didn't realize it would inconvenience you."

Leo nodded haughtily as he helped her up, "Apology accepted."

"Are you two lovers done being gross?" Raul walked up to them and took Calypso's arm easily to help her walk.

"I don't know what you're talking about. We're never gross," answered Leo.

Irene rolled her eyes at them and led the way down the hallway at a brisk pace, Calypso tried to keep up as best she could, but found that she was tiring quickly as she was still recovering.

"Ey, hermanita, mas lento para la porbre niña!" Raul called out to his sister, who glanced back, huffed, and slowed her pace down slightly. "Excuse my sister; she forgets sometimes that people are not machines."

Calypso nodded, not at all surprised at Irene's gruff behavior, if anything she was more surprised at Raul's friendliness. With the exception of Leo, every child of Hephaestus (or Vulcan) that she had met was much the same as Irene, gruff, frank, and frustrated with human frailty.

The two boys kept an ongoing dialogue between them as they walked down to the tattoo shop, both eagerly pointing out machines and tools strewn about that made absolutely no sense to Calypso but seemed fascinating to the two boys. She couldn't help but observe a little jealously how easily the two boys got along, and even Irene seemed to chat with the boys easily about their ideas for new machines and improvements. Leo tried to bring her into the discussion several times, but when she just looked at him blankly and had nothing to contribute to the conversation he seemed to remember himself and turned back to Irene and Raul. That…stung…she wasn't used to sharing Leo's attention like this…

"Here we are!" Raul's voice chipped in suddenly, and Calypso snapped back to attention, "You sure you're ready for this little brother? It's only forever."

Leo laughed heartily, "Ehh I figure I'll die pretty young anyways, who cares?"

'Umm I do!' thought Calypso as she glanced at Leo out the side of her eye.

"How about the pain? You better not cry like a little baby," Irene joined in on the teasing.

Leo's Adam's apple bobbed, but his voice was even when he stated bravely, "What pain? I feel no pain!"

The siblings chuckled as they led the way into the small shop. Calypso looked around at the walls that were completely covered in artwork and sketches…some more gruesome than others. She turned to Leo with worry after seeing a particularly disturbing tattoo of a fat pig being strangled by a lasso.

"Uhm, Leo…what exactly are you planning on tattooing on your perfectly fine body for the rest of eternity?"

He grinned, picking out the gruesome artwork she'd been looking at, "What, you don't think it suits my personality?"

"Well you do have pig-like table manners but I'm not sure the lasso is your style," she quipped.

"You wound me, mi amor," he placed a hand over his chest dramatically. Calypso tried not to let the fact that the Spanish slipped out so easily get to her, "Nah, I think I'm going for something a little bit more…Leo Valdez son of Hephaestus."

She wasn't quite sure what that meant, but so long as it had nothing to do with pigs and those creepy skulls she had a feeling she could possibly be okay with it.

"Oh, and by the way, you really think my body is perfect?" asked Leo as he moved to sit on the chair Raul pointed to.

She rolled her eyes, "No, I said it was perfectly fine."

He laughed, "Oh yeah, I'm fine as hell, aren't I?" he said it in that tone that implied that there was another meaning to the phrase that had changed with the times. She would never get the hang of modern vernacular.

"Alright, Leo Valdez," Irene said his name with her Spanish accent and Calypso jealously wished she could pronounce it like that, "where do you want it?"

Leo grinned at Calypso and spoke to Irene in Spanish, knowing all the while that Calypso wouldn't understand. 'Prick.'

After discussing with detail and gesturing to his left arm for a few minutes Irene seemed to understand what exactly Leo wanted, and she laid his arm down and began setting up her machine. When she was finally done setting everything up she held up a needle that was much too big for Calypso's liking and inquired one last time, "Last chance to wimp out, Valdez."

"Do your worst," Leo dramatically laid his arm down and glanced upwards in what Calypso could only guess was a silent prayer to Hephaestus.

Raul laughed at his theatrics, "You sure you're a Hephaestus kid? You're way too dramatic, maybe you're a son of Venus."

"Oh yeah—" but whatever Leo was going to say was cut off in a sudden gasp as Irene had begun to tattoo the inside of Leo's left bicep, "Jesus a little warning next time!" his face was screwed up in a grimace but to his credit he did not cry out.

"Oh stop twitching," Irene said as she kept digging into Leo's arm with that terribly sharp needle. It looked to Calypso like Leo was sitting as still as he could, she doubted he could control the small spasms of his arm at this point.

Nonetheless Leo did progressively stop his involuntary movements, though the occasional wince managed to break through every now and then. Raul kept up a steady conversation about machines and improvements to Festus that Calypso had absolutely no hope of following, so she merely looked around the tattoo parlor for some time and chimed into the conversation at odd intervals.

After about an hour, when it was becoming clear that Leo wasn't going to put up with the needle much longer, Irene sat up and proclaimed that Leo's tattoo was finally done, looking extremely pleased with her work.

Leo immediately jumped up and stood in front of the nearby mirror, looking over the finished work with awe, "Oh sweet, this is seriously the coolest thing ever!" he turned to Calypso eagerly and flexed his muscles and wiggled his eyebrows as he said, "You like?"

Calypso stepped closer to inspect the piece on his arm: it was located on the inside of his left bicep and looked like the cogs of a machine, with pistons and other mechanical looking things in the background. Overall, the tattoo had the effect that one was peeking through the skin to make it seem like everything underneath was just a machine. Very fitting for a son of Hephaestus, "I love it," she said honestly, "it's very you."

Leo smiled at her, and there was that wild look in his eye that he had every time he was particularly excited about something. That same wild look that Calypso had fallen in love with all those years ago, "Thanks, Sunshine."

Later that night, Calypso found herself in the kitchen at what she guessed must be the very early morning hours. She'd sneaked out of her and Leo's room after waking up from a strange dream and had sneaked off to get some water for something to do. As she sat in the kitchen quietly, she was suddenly startled by the sound of someone clearing their throat and looked up to find a very awake-looking Raul standing in the doorway.

"Hey," his voice was muted, as if he didn't want to disturb anyone else in the house.

"Hi," she echoed back in the same hushed tone.

"May I?" he indicated to the chair opposite Calypso and she nodded her assent, "We haven't really gotten the chance to talk one-on-one yet."

Calypso had to admit she was a little bit surprised, she didn't think Raul would care whether he talked to her or not, "I guess not, is there something you wanted to talk about?"

"There's something that's been bothering me…" he began slowly, and Calypso waved her hand to encourage him to continue, "your name…Calypso…I've heard it before."

Calypso stilled, she knew that the Titans had been defeated when they tried to rise again, but the War had only happened a few years ago, it wasn't unlikely that there was still bad blood between Titans and demi-gods. Especially in regards to Roman children who weren't even directly involved in the matters.

"Yes, I'm sure you have. Leo said it's some kind of Caribbean music," she tried for a smile, but it was half-hearted.

He mirrored her half-smile, as if acknowledging that that was exactly what someone like Leo would say, "Of course. But I get the feeling you weren't named after Caribbean music, were you?"

Calypso sighed, there was no way around it to be perfectly honest, "No…no I wasn't."

"I know I'm technically a Roman, but even I have read the Odyssey. It says that Odysseus spent years on an island with a woman named Calypso."

"Yes, I'm sure it does."

Raul leaned forward slightly, "So was it you?"

"…Yes." She said slowly, it had been ages since anyone asked after Odysseus, "It was me."

Raul sat back slowly, as if processing the information, "So that would make you…how old?"

"I'm not quite sure," she said, "time flowed differently in Ogygia. I suppose at least a few millennia."

"Hmm, a few," he mumbled to himself as he peered closely at her, "but you were put on that island by the gods, weren't you?"

"Yes."

"As punishment?"

"…Yes."

"For what?" he pressed, now looking frustrated at Calypso's reluctant answers.

She sighed, "Look it was a long time ago, okay? Yes, I am the Calypso that I'm sure you've read about. Yes, I'm thousands of years old, and yes I'm the daughter of Atlas. I supported him in the first Titan war and the gods stuck me on that island cursed and forgotten for millennia as my punishment. But if you think for one second that I still support my father or that I mean Leo any harm then—"

"Woah, slow down," Raul waved his hands in a placating gesture, "no need to get so worked up."

She expelled the breath in her lungs and tried to quell her anger, "Then why are you asking about this?"

"Well to be honest I was a little worried, but it was mostly curiosity," he said lightly, still looking at her like he was waiting for her to explode once more.

"Look, I know demigods generally don't have a good opinion on the Titans and for good reason, but I don't mean anyone any harm. I was never a warrior, and I never supported my father for his ideals, he was my father."

Raul nodded slowly, but it seemed he accepted her explanation, "What about Leo? I'm guessing his memory loss had something to do with getting you out of that island? I won't let you use him like that."

Calypso shot up like a bullet, "How dare you? I would never use Leo like that! I love him! The only reason he lost his memory is because of Gaea!" 'And, well, technically, I guess he did make the promise to come back to me so he had to die and lose his memory, but it's not like I asked him to!' but Raul wasn't going to get any of that information if he was going to keep assuming the worst about her.

"Keep your voice down," he whispered harshly, and Calypso sank down into her chair with a huff, "Look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that you're some evil monster. It's just that I can tell Leo really cares about you, you should have seen him while you were out, the poor kid couldn't even eat because he was so worried about you. I'm sure that he'd give up his life for you many times over, I just want to make sure you understand that. Leo is a good guy, there's not too many like him out there."

All the anger left in Calypso evaporated in a flash, maybe Raul did understand more than he let on. "He was…was he really that bad?"

Raul grinned, "The kid clearly can't function without you."

"But…but I thought you'd been working on Festus and showing him machines the whole time I was out?" she tried not to let her previous jealousy show through her tone.

Raul didn't seem to pick up on it, but rolled his eyes nonetheless, "Yeah, we tried, but the kid was fumbling around like a son of the anti-machine god. I swear he almost blew up my whole shop, he was so pathetic."

Calypso giggled, she couldn't help but feel glad that Leo was more affected than he'd let on. Typical.

"Look, there's another reason I wanted to talk to you," Raul spoke hesitantly, a grimace on his face as if what he was about to say was particularly uncomfortable.

"What is it?"

"I'm not too sure about all this, I'm no son of Apollo, but…there was a prophesy delivered unto our family a while back."

"A prophesy?"

"Yeah, I'm not sure…at this point it's probably more legend than fact. It's been passed down my family for generations, and to be honest I'd completely forgotten it until I met Leo the other day."

Calypso felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on edge, "What does it say?"

Raul looked away and scratched the back of his head in an obvious sign of discomfort, "Well my family has been here since the ancient Romans set up a command post in this city, and the prophesy has been around since then. But you see, my family has always gravitated more towards machines and technologies…not pretty words and stories…"

"Meaning?"

"Well no one ever really remembered what the exact words of the prophesy were, but I think we preserved the general gist of it."

Calypso tried not to groan in frustration, prophesies were hard enough to interpret as it is, but without the exact wording they were almost impossible. It may not even be worth listening to the prophesy, as she was sure it would cause more harm than good at this point.

"All I know is that it was prophesied that a son of Hephaestus would come to us on a golden dragon, and that it would be our job to lend him aid. And to advise him that when the time comes his life will not be enough…he has to make the greatest sacrifice a son of Hephaestus could ever make."

Calypso frowned, "But Leo has already sacrificed his life before, what sacrifice could be greater than that?"

Raul shrugged, "I'm not sure, that's all I know."

Suddenly it was too much, already Leo had lost and sacrificed so much…were the Fates so cruel that they would demand some kind of impossible penance of him once more? 'Yes,' she thought bitterly, 'of course they would.'

Raul sighed, "I'm sorry I had to tell you, but I figured Leo has enough on his plate with no memories of his past. Can I trust you to tell him when the time is right?"

Calypso sighed, "Of course, I'll tell him." She rose from the table, "I should go get some more sleep before sunrise."

He nodded, "Right, goodnight."

The next morning found Leo and Calypso having breakfast with the siblings, both Calypso and Raul acting as if nothing was amiss.

"Well guys, I hate to leave, but I think it's about time that me and Calypso get going," Leo announced at the end of the meal.

"So soon?" Calypso was honestly surprised; she'd thought Leo was immensely enjoying his time with the siblings.

"Yeah, I think it's time we start heading to New York. I've been having these weird dreams lately, and my skin's been itching for home, whatever that is. Plus," he looked at Raul and Irene out the side of his eyes and lowered his voice so only Calypso would hear, "I think it's about time I really took care of you. You deserve a new home, Sunshine."

Calypso tried to keep the cheesy smile off her face; she really did, "But what about all the modifications to Festus? Weren't you going to make him invisible or something?"

He chuckled and glanced over at Raul and Irene, who were looking at them with knowing smiles, "Yeah well, I figure we can make it to New York without being invisible. And I mean, Irene and Raul are great at what they do, but they're impossible to work with. I think I'll stick with you for my next project."

She couldn't help it; she threw her arms around him and kissed him soundly.

"Eww get a room, you two!" Irene groaned loudly, but Raul's laugher cancelled it out.

Two hours later, Calypso found herself atop Festus, having recently packed up several of Irene and Raul's handy machines and weapons that they insisted they take on their trip. After assuring them that they would keep in touch, Calypso had climbed up onto Festus's back, with Leo climbing up behind her.

Just as they were about to take off, Raul called out, "Hey, Leo!"

Leo turned, and Raul called out something in Spanish that Calypso couldn't quite catch, "Cuida a esa. Es la mejor cosa que vas a encontrar en esta vida. Que nunca se te olvide que no hay nada mas fuerte que lo que tienen ustedes dos."

Leo nodded solemnly, "Of course. Thank you, both of you, for everything."

The siblings waved eagerly as Festus spread his wings out and took flight.

After the two were out of sight and Leon, Spain was becoming nothing more than a speck in the horizon Calypso finally turned back to Leo, "What did he say to you?"

Leo grinned at her, "Don't you worry about it."

"So where to next?"

"Aww don't you know, Sunshine? It's a surprise!"

A/N: Woot! We're finally done with Europe! That took foreverrrrr.

Hahah, I'm sorry that I had to give Leo a tattoo, but I think I needed him to have it because it will become very ironic at the end of the story (mwahaha secrets). If you want a rough picture of what the tattoo looks like in my brain I'll post a link on my profile. Also, I didn't make a big deal out of the pain thing because honestly I have a couple of tattoos and they really don't hurt. If you think they hurt then you're a pansy ;) [I say this with love, of course]

As for the next chapter, I'm warning you now that it will feel completely out of left field. It will be written from the point of view of another of my favorite characters, and to be perfectly honest it's a passage from a story that I'm thinking about writing. SO basically I'm going to try it out on you guys and if you all like it I can go ahead and start writing that story separately. I just want to make sure people like the idea before I run with it. (so sorry but no Leo and Calypso in this next one)

Anyways, 50 points to Slytherin for whomever can guess who the next character is!

Get psyched for Camp Half-Blood, it's coming soon! (though not in the next chapter, oops #sorrynotsorry)

As always, thanks for reading and please drop me a line to let me know your thoughts (and thank me for this ridiculously long chapter)