A/N: And I am sooo sorry that I haven't updated in a while! Things have just gotten busy and school had to come first. My "at least once a week" resolve failed me but at least I'm here now, right? Um, okay. Last chap was awkward but I had no idea how to get them together so scratch that if you want. Finally, finally we're leaving Camp Jupiter!
With good-bye hugs all around, Leo and Calypso flew off back home on Festus after an eventful weekend. The ride was pleasant, though silent, with an upbeat mood. Time flew by, and before they knew it, they were landing down next to the barn house.
Leo slid off the warm, metal hide and stretched his arms, Calypso daintily hopping down beside him.
"Home sweet home, let's get back to those machines!" He cheered and lead Festus back into the barn. They flipped the sign in the auto shop back to Welcome and tidied up a bit, waiting for business.
After a few hours of fixing up machinery, the first demigod came in with an order. Calypso sprang to the counter to serve him.
"Hey Calypso," said the demigod. "It's me again, Gideon, with a new order for arrows."
Calypso pulled out a notepad and pen from a drawer. "What kinds do you want today Gideon?"
"Ten bomb-arrows and five hydras please." He adjusted his empty quiver. "You know, no one would guess I was a Hecate kid, they all assume I'm an Apollo."
Leo nodded, "Just like our friend Frank. Son of Mars, but he's a great bowmen."
Calypso scribbled down the order. "Pick up date?"
Gideon titled his head. "Hmm, Friday. That's in five days. We have a war game going on that day in camp and I'm gonna try to win."
"Good luck," Calypso said. "See you again Friday."
Gideon waved good-bye and walked out the door, whistling a tune. Leo hanged the slip on the wall in the back of the shop where they worked. "Five hydras, better get started." He said.
As Leo began working on the arrows, Calypso continued with the desk work. He had gone through making most of the bomb-arrows-they were easiest for him, especially since Leo was the fire-exploding master- when two other demigods came in.
"Hi, I'm Julia," Said the girl with brown hair and matching eyes. She pointed to the male beside her. "This is Jacob. We're here to place in an order for the repair of our war chariot. We have it out in the front."
Jacob nodded. "Yeah, and we need it by Friday morning for the war game back at Camp Half-Blood."
Camp war games, Leo thought. He had never been in one; all his time at camp had been preparing for quests and building the Argo II. They had a few in the months between his first adventure and Percy's retrival, though. Everyone came back from them laughing and celebrating, even the loosing cabins.
Calypso jotted down the information on another slip and went outside to help haul the chariot in the garage. A few minutes later, after the two demigods were gone, Calypso came over to the work desk.
"Need any help?" She sat on the edge of the desk and began to assemble a hydra arrow.
The day slipped by and they closed up shop. Deciding to tend to the garden, the pair walked outside in the cool evening air.
"So," Leo ventured, pulling up weeds. "When was the last time you saw your dad, Atlas?"
Calypso shrugged. "When the gods decided to put me on Ogygia, remember? Because I supported him in the first Titan War."
"Oh. Right."
"You?"
"Well... I haven't seen my dad in a long time either. And my mom, well, she died when I was a kid."
"Oh. Right."
"Yeah."
They continued pulling up weeds and watering plants in silence. Trying to talk with people was hard. He just wasn't a people-person, especially not a talking-to-cute-girls-that-I'm-dating-person. He blamed it on his dad. Leo turned his head in attempt to say something else, when he saw Calypso flicker.
"Calypso!" He jumped up to touch her shoulder.
"What?"
Leo jiggled her arm impaciently. "I just saw you flicker! Are you okay?"
Calypso frowned. "I- I didn't do anything. Maybe just a trick of the light."
He withdrew his arm. Leo was sure he saw her flicker. It was like watching something on an old television, where it quickly jumped to static and back. "But- alright, if you feel fine..." He let out a puff of air and ran his hand through his dark hair.
Calypso smiled and shook her head. "Silly, I'm okay. Nothing's wrong. Trust me, I'm not one of your holograms... or am I?" She flashed an evil smile.
Leo sucked in his breath. "No..."
Calypso snorted. "Of course not, you dummy. If I were a hologram, then I wouldn't be able to do this," She leaned over and pecked him on the lips.
"Actually, depending on-"
"Oh, never mind." Calypso smiled softly. "I just-"
And then she vanished completely.
Leo jumped to him feet and reached around the air where she previously sat. "Calypso! Wha- Where are you? What just-!"
With a pop, Hermes appeared in front of Leo, who screamed.
"Did you take her?" He demanded, his face heating up. Leo was both furious and afraid. "Where is she? Bring her back!"
Hermes looked sheepish. "I'm her to deliver a message from the Gods."
"Then spill it! What do they need?" Leo was nearly on the brink of tears. No, he would not cry, especially in front of a god.
Hermes in turn looked genuinley upset. He opened him mouth, closed it, and said,"They want her back in Olympus. I'm sorry."
