I'm so sorry that I haven't updated sooner. I know you've all been waiting patiently for the next chapter of the story. I've been wracking my brain trying to come up with how this chapter was going to go. I will explain my reasoning for some parts of this chapter in the end, but I really hope you enjoy this next part of the story. Like the previous chapter I actually really enjoy how I have left you off and am excited about the twist and turns the story is taking.

Thank you all for being patient with me and understanding the deadline I have to meet. I've come close to the 15,000 word minimum and am starting to tie up lose ends with the story (I have a tendency to write a lot so I should be good on meeting the deadline). I had tried to get this chapter done a couple days ago, but as I said before, I had to think about how I wanted it to go. I hope I've held onto the personalities I have given or borrowed of each character well.

Anyway. Disclaimer, I do not own Percy Jackson or the Heroes of Olympus they belong to Rick Riordan.

Calypso had managed to get away from Percy for a little time to herself. She could hardly believe that soon they'd be husband and wife. Her head spun as she imagined their future together. Maybe they'd remain on the island, never growing old, living forever. He could be happy here and be out of harms way forever.

Who wouldn't want that?

She let her eyes wonder to the little ring that Percy had managed to scrounge up. It wasn't much, just a thin band of metal that encompassed her finger gently. The gesture was so sweet she couldn't help but love it. The ring must have come from the remains of Leo's contraption. Leo, Calypso thought mournfully.

It was because of her both the son of the inventor god and daughter of Athena were dead. Would Hephaestus forgive her for sacrificing his son's life for her own happiness? The sinking feeling in her stomach told her no. Leo always had to ruin everything for her. He shows up on her island, destroys her table and then continues to make a mess around her island with his stupid invention. Yet she kept thinking about the last look he ever gave her, his brown eyes engraved into her mind.

"Oh what am I going to do?" She wondered aloud and twisted the metal band gently on her finger. Her thoughts were suddenly sucked back into the wedding. "We don't even have a pastor to wed us."

"Hello, Calypso." Looking up the sea nymph saw Gaea standing before her. She had been so lost in thought she hadn't realized that she was no longer alone. "I hear your dilemma. Don't worry, I will be the one who will have you say your vows with your beloved."

Calypso arched an eyebrow skeptically, "Really?"

Gaea walked forward and placed a hand on her shoulder. She flinched at her nemesis touch. Calypso didn't know how to react to the sudden contact, but she had given into what the earth goddess had wanted and her own desire. Now she was going to get married to the boy of her dreams. Everything should be perfect, right?

"Yes, while I make preparations. How about you meet your in-laws?"

"What?"

For the first time Calypso looked around the earth goddess to see a couple tied up behind her. The one on the left was a handsome man with black and grey hair, his eyes were hazel and seemed to reflect the grey color of his shirt. Next to him was a vaguely familiar looking woman with messy brown hair and beautiful, but furious blue eyes. The same look Annabeth had given Gaea at the beginning of this whole misadventure. Calypso was pretty sure that the woman didn't often wear such a loathing expression.

"This is Sally Jackson, or Blofis depending on her preference." Gaea informed her as she gestured to the woman. "She's the mortal parent of Percy. The other, well, he's just an add on."

The man tugged against his restraints, "What do you know about Percy? Where is he?"

"You'll see him soon enough." Calypso could tell Gaea was enjoying the anguish that both her victims were in right now. "But first don't you want to meet your daughter-in-law?"

"I don't see Annabeth anywhere." Sally muttered ruefully. "Percy loves her more than anything, maybe even me."

Gaea clasped her hands together, "Alas, I'm afraid that the daughter of Athena is- no longer in the picture."

Both of Percy's parents eyes widen in horror. Sally shook her head, obviously devastated by the news. Her husband looked distraught. He was more than likely new to the world of children dying young and living in a nightmare.

"Where's my son?" Sally demanded. Her voice was cracking painfully. "I know he wouldn't stand for what you've done."

"He's too busy being in love with Calypso here to notice." Gaea informed her cheerfully. Sally's blue eyes darted to the sea nymph.

"Percy wouldn't betray Annabeth like that." She said decisively. "He loves her. "

Gaea only laughed darkly and sank back into the earth. Calypso watched as the bindings left the two mortals, she was slightly fearful of what they might do to her. Despite the fact she was immortal she wasn't really a fan of being repeatably beaten over the head with fist.

"Um...Hello." Calypso waved awkwardly.

Sally's eyes seemed to evaluate her with contempt, "When he had come home he had nothing but good things to say about you ."

"He did?" She blinked. The horrible feeling of regret bubbled sickly in her chest.

"Yes," the mortal woman chimed back. "I even planted that beautiful moon-lace you gave him. My son's usually a good judge of character. Now if you excuse us we're going to find him, with or without your help."

Calypso could see that this woman desperately wanted to see Percy. It wasn't noticeable at first glance, but it was noticeable in her tired eyes. Upon close inspection Calypso could tell that Sally had lost a lot of weight by the way her clothes hung loosely on her. Her cheeks and eyes seemed to be shallow on her face. The man seemed to be fairing slightly better, but that was a very definite slightly.

"There's no need for you to wonder the island haphazardly." Calypso assured her. "I will take you to him and perhaps we can have some lunch."

As she walked she could tell they were following behind warily, as if they didn't trust her. Why should they? After all she was forcing their son into a marriage he would refuse if he had his own free will. Calypso couldn't expect them to have faith that she wasn't leading them to a prison. Slowly, she led them to the beach, her gaze often falling to the ring on her finger.

To her relief Calypso found him on the beach as she had left him. For some reason he seemed to be in a daze as he stared out at the calmly lapping water of the ocean. The wind would blow his hair up from his face almost like it was caressing him. She couldn't believe how natural it seemed to have him sitting on the beach. The white clothing that she had given him to replace his torn up ones made him seem all the more angelic.

Sally's breath caught in her throat, as if someone had knocked the air out of her lungs. She whispered his name almost in disbelief, "Percy."

In the next moment the mortal woman didn't hesitate to run to her muddled minded son. Sally would stumble and slip on the soft white sand, but paid no mind to it as she raced closer and closer to her child. The man followed tight at her heels. Calypso kept her brisk pace as she followed them to the son of Poseidon. She watched as Sally cupped Percy's face in her hands and positioned herself in front of him.

"Percy, sweetheart, it's me." For a moment Sally sat waiting for a response, but to Calypso it looked as if she were drinking up the fact that her son was now in arms reach.

"Percy?" Sally's husband asked(Calypso hasn't learned his name yet and it was irritating). He shook the young demigod's shoulder when he didn't respond. "Son, it's us. Say something."

The son of Poseidon blinked once, twice, three times before he finally regarded the people in front of him. The veil of fog that had seemed to hold him was gone. Calypso saw Percy's face light up with delight. He had obviously just pulled himself from the spell's grasp for a brief moment.

"Mom, Paul!" He greeted and tackled Sally into a hug. "I missed you guys so..."

Percy paused suddenly and threw himself away from his mother. He began writhing in pain on the ground, screams escaping his lips. The red fog returned and encased him, bringing with it punishment for forgetting who he was supposed to be focusing on. Calypso.

The daughter of Atlas hated it when the fog hurt him. She wished that Percy wasn't so strong willed. Seeing him fight the spell was like watching a fox trying to escape a bare trap. It was disheartening and horrible to see. Even worse were the frantic cries of Sally as she tried to comfort the pain filled youth.

"Stop this!" Sally screamed at Calypso. "He didn't do anything wrong. If you want to punish someone, punish me."

"It is not my doing..."

"Then whose is it?" Paul demanded as he tried to keep Percy from slamming his own head into the ground. The pain was throwing the poor demigod into convulsions.

"Cupid's" She informed them.

Percy's body finally started to relax as the pain faded away. Calypso stood off to the side, knowing that if she went any closer both Sally and Paul would take her future husband farther away. She waited patiently for his green eyes to open once more. He grimaced for a moment before he greeted the world again.

"Percy?"

He regarded Sally momentary before his eyes landed on Calypso. A smile came to his face, but as it had in her dream, it didn't meet his eyes. It wasn't a true smile of his. His true smiles lit up the whole world. This smile was like the wavering light of a candle.

"Hey Calypso." He beamed. "So have we decided when the wedding's going to be?"

Calypso smiled ruefully, aware of the accusing glances coming from both mortals, "Soon, brave one, soon."

"Percy." Sally tried to gain his attention, but the spell had done it's damage again. "Sweet heart, look at me."

The son of Poseidon didn't budge. Paul sent his wife a look of concern. The mortal woman looked at a loss for words. She seemed to understand the power of Cupids spell, far more than the man and maybe even Calypso herself. Sally caressed his cheek as she had done when she had first seen him. There was so much unwavering love in Sally's eyes Calypso felt a pang of longing in her stomach.

She never had a parent like that.

"Percy." She whispered as she made her son look at her. "Did you know Annabeth is dead?"

In that moment all became still. Calypso could see Percy's smile waver dramatically as if he had recognized that name. The smile was now a soft weary smile, the kind a person full of melancholy would wear. After a moment the candle bright smile returned. From her angle Calypso watched as a single tear traced down Percy's face. He was still in there somewhere.

"Whose Annabeth?" He asked, oblivious to the second tear that began to fall.

Okay, so the reason I brought Sally and Paul into the story is because it does add more drama. Also Sally is one of my all time favorite book mothers next to Maximum Rides mom. I wanted to bring her into the story because there is so much Rick could do with her character if he decides to write books about her history and add some more godly ties for Percy. After all I have this idea that Percy might actually have some Roman blood in him because he spoke fluent Latin in the first book.

Granted, he told Miss. Dodds to eat his pants, but still if I understand it correctly Greek demigods are supposed to be fluent in Greek and they need to study Latin. No one becomes fluent in a language over night (unless they are a Greek demigod learning Greek or a Roman learning Roman). Well anyway I should stop typing, I'm kind of tired so I'm kind of just rambling on this chapter. Sorry :"D

Oh, but before I go, I wanted to tell you guys that I've completed the first chapter for the spin off to We'll figure this out part 2. The one I said would come with Annabeth's dream.

Okay I've burned your eyes enough with this 'little' authors note. Bye!