In honor of Stiricide, this songfic is going to be the one that got away. I want this to be a little mixed up, so this one will be in Calypso's POV when Percy leaves.

I think I have to do this... I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON OR ANYTHING I MENTION!

In another life
I would make you stay
The one that got away; Katy Perry

I was planting some flowers when a limp, lifeless body washed ashore. Not again!

Let me explain. My father was the titan lord Atlas. As a result, I was put into... house prison. Not too bad, eh? The "prison" has beautiful flowers blooming all over the place, I could chat with my invisible friends (not like in the mental "invisible friends". Like in the "Oh-my-gods-I-need-someone-to-talk-to-so-that-I-do-not-turn-crazy-and-Zeus-was-to-lazy-to-send-someone-to-accompany-me". I could eat buffet style delicious food. I am not getting physically hurt in any way.

Note that I said physical. The way the gods torture me is by sending a person I just can't help but fall in love with. Nobody wanders here by accident because I'm in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. Once a really lost pizza delivery guy wandered ashore and I knew he wasn't supposed to be here. He was ugly, and I mean, REAL ugly. So that's how he became invisible buddy #329. Teehee...

But this dude was... hot. Sexy, the type of sexy that would either make you think he was a super star, or think he was a hobo living on the streets. But I thought he was hot.

The flowers I was planting forgotten, I noticed all his wounds. His face was all burned, his arms looked like he was fighting with a lion. A couple of toes were bent 360 degrees and one of the nails had been ripped off. His legs were bloody and I think I saw a giant cut along his right arm. All in all, I think I could fix him.

I carefully picked the young hero up and carried him into my best cave, the one that I used for healing people. I tucked him in a warm, yet not to hot hammock. I was about to leave when a shout cried out, and made me jump a mile in the air.

"ANNABETH! NO! Grover... GROVER! TYSON! No..." He started yelling random stuff about enchiladas and Percy... who's Percy? I'm guessing that's his name. I tried to ignore the frightened screams behind me as I flew across the room to grab my medicine and equipment. I desperately started fixing him, and by the end of the day, it seemed that the boy was going to make it.

The next couple of days were the same. Wake up. Heal. Eat. Heal. Play. (hey! The gods were nice-some of them- they let me play in the waters, and sometimes, Lord Hermes comes and just goofs around.) Eat. Heal. Watch TV. Grow plants. Sleep.

But on the fourth day it was different. I heard a noise from the cave. A shadow appeared along the wall and I fixed my eyes on the human.

He was trying desperately to walk. He kept slipping on the gravel and sliding along the dewy grass. But at last he made it to me.

"Where am I?" He muttered. He stared at me with his sea green eyes. He looked like he wanted to faint, so I helped him up.

"so... the sleeper awakes." I said, sadly. I had actually come to believe that he was going to stay. That he was going to be with me forever, and I was going to love him and he was going to love me forever. And yet, the knowing part of my mind told me that that wasn't true. After awhile, the fates were going to take him away from me, knowing that that would break my heart. He looked at me, confused, as if he was trying to figure out what it was that made me suddenly look so sad. He looked so cute, so innocent.

"Where are we? I never seen this place before, and I can't tell where the Hades we are either" he said, trying to switch topics.

"We are on Ogygia. You must be a son of Poseidon, then. He's a very good man." I told him. He watched me warily, as if I would suddenly grow horns and kill him. This was going to be hard, letting this hero go, so brave and careful...

LINE BREAK

"If you must leave, then take this to remember me." I said/cried, as I handed him a young moonlace. He nodded bravely, tears threatening to break free.

"And take this, it will sail you where ever you want, by saying it." I handed him the raft. He looked at me for one last time, and said the final three words that broke my heart after one hundred years.

"Camp Half-blood" Percy bellowed, and he started drifting. Maybe we'll meet again. I knew that wasn't possible, but I still want to believe it.

In another life, I wouldn't be Atlas's daughter. I would let the ones I loved about stay. In another life, I would make Percy stay.

So how did you like it? I never read any story with Calyspo as the POV so I wanted to be something wierd.