Leo had been right. It was around two weeks before they arrived and Calypso got to see Festus. Every so often they'd switch places and Calypso would row, but since Leo had been rowing for weeks on end and had by that time developed a technique, he did the most of it.

It was just starting to get dark, the sky still burning with touches of orange and red. Calypso was sitting in between Leo's legs, resting her back against him, her head on his chest while he rowed. The only noises she could hear was the wooden planks dipping in and out of the water, Leo's breathing and his heartbeat. Apart from that there was only silence. The pecefullness of it all was starting to lull her to sleep, and her eyes began to shut.

Leo stayed focused on the task at hand, his eyes fixed on the horizon in front of him. As much as he loved being on the small boat with Calypso, he couldn't wait to get back to Festus. Then he would actually be able to fully enjoy being with Calypso - he could give her his full attention without worrying that they were going to drift off course.

Just as his arms were starting to get tired of the continuous rhythmn of rowing, the horizon changed and a grin slowly spread across his face. He looked down at Calypso and realised that she had fallen asleep. "Calypso." He pulled one of the oars up and onto the boat, using his now free hand to gently shake her awake.

She grumbled slightly, looking up at him as her eyes slowly fluttered open. "What?" She couldn't help but smile back at him as she saw the grin on his face.

He nodded towards the horizon, "Take a look."

She slightly raised her eyebrows with confusion before turning her head to look in the direction he was gesturing. She gasped softly, sitting up straight. In front of her was Valleta, Malta - the same place Leo had ended up the last time he'd left Ogygia and the place that counted as the halfway point in his quest. As beautiful as the coast line was, with the warm street lights illuminating the scene before them, that was not what took her breath away. Instead, it was the massive dragon boat docked in the harbour. She had thought he'd been exaggerating and even then, she hadn't thought that she would ever react like this..."He's beautiful." She murmured.

Leo's grin only widened at her reaction. He wrapped his free arm around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I've seen better." He murmured, gently nuzzling the crook of her neck. Gods, she was perfect. Smart, beautiful, sarcastic, loved Festus...what more could a fire shooting demigod ask for?

She laughed softly, "Nice one, Mr Charming." She murmured, still staring with wonder at Festus.

"I try my best." He chuckled. "Come on, you think he looks good from here. Wait till you see him up close." He reluctantly pulled away from her and put the "oar" back in the water.

She nodded, content to just sit and watch as Festus drew nearer.

Fifteen minutes. That was all the time it took for the couple to arrive at the dragon boat. "Ladies first." Leo grinned. Calypso grinned back and eagerly started to climb up the metal ladder attatched to the side of the boat. After securing the small boat to the bigger one, Leo followed her up the ladder.

When he arrived on the deck she was bouncing with excitement and impatience as she waited for him. "Come on!" She whined.

He chuckled, taking her hand. "This way." He led her over to the prow of the ship. "Hey Festus!" The dragon head turned to look at the demigod, making creaking noises as he did so. "I missed you too buddy." He fondly patted the dragon's neck, who happily squeaked in response. "This is Calypso." He told the dragon then started laughing at the creaky reply.

Calypso frowned slightly. "What did he say?" She asked.

"He said, 'The one you wouldn't shut up about all the way here?'" He told her, grinning. "Yes Festus, that's her." He happily told the dragon.

Calypso giggled, "Hello Festus." She smiled. "You need to show me the rest of the ship." She whispered excitedly to Leo, who nodded in response.

"Sure. See you later Festus." He lightly patted the dragon before leading Calypso towards the stairs near the back of the ship. They walked all the way down to the lower deck, Leo intending to work his way up through the ship. "Okay, so this is the stables," He led her through the constantly empty area - he really should have thought a little harder before installing that. What was the point in a stable for pegasi, if the pegasi didn't like stables or flying dragon boats? "The storage area." That was almost completely full with tools, spare parts for the ship, anything Leo had thought he might need in case of an emergency. "The main engine room." The whirring engine noises comforted Leo after weeks of just silent, manual rowing. "And these are the sickbay and armory." He gestured towards the two rooms. Both were stocked full with every kind of equipment imaginable. Calypso stayed quiet throughout, just nodding along as Leo showed her each room.

They walked up to the upper deck, " All the cabins are here." He informed her as they walked down to the end of the corridor, "And this is the galley and mess hall." Again, the galley was stocked with every type of food imaginable - which wasn't as impossible as it sounded considering Leo had borrowed the extra plates and goblets from Camp Half-Blood. They hung about inside the mess hall for a few minutes, Calypso getting her first glance at the Camp that was soon to be her home.

"Where am I sleeping?" She asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

"That's the best part." He grinned, leading her out of the mess hall and down to the oposite end of the corridor. "I cleared out Hazel's old cabin for you. It's just across from mine..." He opened the door for her, nervously biting his lip. He'd spent weeks on her room and he just needed to know that she liked it...

She looked inside and her eyes widened, "Leo, this is..." She whispered, letting go of his hand to step into the room. On one of the walls, just like in the mess hall, there was a live feed. But it wasn't to Camp Half-Blood. Instead it was showing her Ogygia, her old home. In the corner of the room there was a miniture garden. The closet was built into the wall and had no door on it, showing the tshirts, jeans and dresses that filled it. The bed was larger than her older one and looked a million times more comfortable. She turned back to him, tears of happiness in her eyes. "This is perfect, thank you!" She ran back and hugged him tightly.

He hugged her back, "No problem, I just...I wanted everything to be amazing for you." He murmured.

"It is." She murmured happily in reply, looking up at him. She leaned up and softly pecked his lips. "Thank you." She said again.

He grinned, lightly blushing. "As long as you're happy..."

She nodded, "I'm really happy."

"Then that's what counts." He hesitated for a second before gently kissing her - it was the first time he'd actually initiated a kiss. Calypso smiled, kissing him back just as gently.

He slowly pulled away after a few moments. "It's almost time for dinner. We should probably get changed out of these clothes..." He murmured as she nodded slightly. He lightly kissed her forehead. "See you in a bit." He walked out of the cabin, across to his own.

She softly shut the door behind him. Calypso looked over at her closet and grinned, knowing exactly what she was going to wear.