Last chapter. Since all the chapters are kind of short, I might be considering to slap them into one chapter. :)
Both camps ended up celebrating Leo's return. No one so much as mentioned Octavian. And Calpyso... out of her island for the first time in three thousand years, everyone had something to say to her.
Hazel, upon hearing the news, had been the first out of the Camp Jupiter SUVs, and had promptly dragged Leo off to hear an explanation. It was her ol' mama bear coming out to play, as much as she tried to deny it.
Nico, meanwhile, had seemed indifferent, but he had clapped Leo (awkwardly) on the back, and had declared that he knew there had been some strangeness about his "death".
Frank, for once, didn't mind that Hazel had dragged Leo off. After all, Leo now had a goddess as a girlfriend, though that didn't lower his ego one bit. Due to his excitement (and that added hyperness), Leo was bursting into flames every few minutes, instead of every few hours. Thank the gods, Leo had given him that fire-proof pouch, that apparently Calypso made. And thank the gods, Leo had a whole supply of fire-proof clothing, thanks to Calypso. Frank wasn't sure he wanted to be there when Leo burned himself down to the skin.
Reyna had taken a critical look at Leo, though she did finally accept Leo's apology. She approved of him, although had seemed a little wistful, too.
Leo's antics didn't change though.
Paul and Sally had happened to be walking in Times Square. On the jumbotrons, were a close-up picture of Calypso and Leo kissing. Swirly pink words with hearts surrounding them said, Leo and Calypso Foreva!
Sally swore she could hear Calypso yelling and hitting Leo in Camp Half-Blood on Long Island.
Paul Blofis decided not to argue. There was a good chance she was right.
And she was. Later, when the demigods came to visit, Leo had a black eye and a large knot on his head. Go figure.
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