She didn't expect him to come back.
After all, they never did. They were heroes; they got Goddess-like women. She was a prisoner; she got an island.
And isolation. And heartbreak.
Calypso spent her every waking moment since the raft came, waiting for Leo Valdez, the flaming boy that ruined her dining table. She often fell asleep along the coast of Ogygia, waiting for Festus the dragon to come and rescue her. She made two bowls of stew every night, just in case he came.
She had hope.
He gave it to her.
And then, one day, she saw the ship.
Well, a ship, technically, but nobody came to Ogygia.
Except for him.
Her eyes widened when she saw the bronze figurehead; Festus- just like Leo had described.
She beamed as the ship got closer and closer, just minutes until she was with him.
She still hated him, of course, but it wouldn't hurt to kiss him again.
Or stand by his side for the rest of her life.
Because he came back for her.
She was confused when she saw a group of people that weren't Leo exited the ship.
Among them, Percy Jackson.
"She's prettier than you said," a girl with blonde curls noted.
Calypso just stared at the ship, waiting for some extravagant entrance from Leo.
Minutes passed.
A baby-faced man cleared his throat.
"Calypso," Percy smiled, half-heartedly.
"Where's Leo?" she replied, immediately.
There was a silence.
Percy looked at his feet.
Her eyes started to water, "No."
"Calyp-" he started.
"NO!" the tears trickled down her face. "No, he promised me."
"Calypso, I-"
"No, you don't understand, Jackson! He promised me! He- he swore it on the River Styx. He swore it."
She bit her lip, before yelling, "You are not welcome here!"
She waited before speaking again, "I'd prefer it if you'd leave."
"He wanted you to have this," a girl with rainbow eyes handed her a small box, obviously trying not to cry.
Calypso opened it after they left. Inside; a necklace with her name on it and a letter.
Calypso,
If you're reading this, I didn't make it. I probably got sat on by Zeus, or something like that.
I want to let you know that you deserve to be free. You're amazing.
Anyone who says otherwise is stupid.
I really hope you can start that shop without me, 'cause you'd be perfect.
After all, you can sing, unlike yours truly.
You make me crazy (well, crazier).
I love you.
Leo.