Oh poor Leo...

Whelp, here we go! I'm gonna post this now before I go to bed.

By the way, this POV was brought to you by Maelstrom J, who kindly reminded me I haven't been using Bobby lately. You know, not two minutes before you said that, I was like, 'who should do the next POV? I haven't used Bobby for a long time...should I do him or an adult for this?'

So thanks, J. Here's some Bobby for you :D

I own nothing you recognize as canon.


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BOBBY

Bobby tried to stay calm. His parents, along with the rest of the Seven and the Valdez twins, were in the infirmary.

Leo had been dragged inside. The adults would not let any of the teens in besides the twins; too many people as it was. The son of Hephaestus had gone into shock and was unconscious by the time they'd gotten him downstairs.

Mark and Sammy Leo seemed to have settled their differences now that Espie had chosen. Neither of them seemed to want to bite each other's heads off, so that was good. Of course, both of them were probably just as worried as Bobby about Mr. Valdez's condition.

Bobby faced his sister. "What's going on with him?" he begged.

Lacy shrugged. "I don't remember much, but I do remember something about Leo being connected to Calypso in a deep, personal way. To get Calypso off her island, the Fates bonded their love together, which binds them for all eternity."

Mark nodded. "When I'm around those two, it's like I can see the string that ties them together. Their love is eternal, even when they die."

"So what happens when one of them does die?"

The question hung in the air. It was terrible to think about, but if Calypso died while holding up the sky, what would that mean for Leo, who was connected to her, body and soul?

Sammy shook his head. "We can't think like that. Think positive. Leo needs us to be by his side, not thinking about his death."

Bobby felt heat rise into his cheeks. "Sorry."

The infirmary door opened. Percy and Annabeth walked out together, followed by Frank and Jason.

"Piper and Hazel are taking care of him," Jason explained.

"How is he?" Lacy asked.

Frank sighed. "He had a pretty severe attack up there. His heart rate's normal again, but it put a lot of strain on him."

"But he's okay now, right?" Sammy asked nervously.

Annabeth nodded. "He's sleeping right now. I put him on some light sedatives to get him through the night."

"That's not what I asked."

"I know," she said. "We can't really know for certain how he's doing. We'll see what his condition is in the morning. For now, all we can do is let him sleep. Gods know he needs it…"

Jason nodded. "We all need some sleep. Don't bother the girls—and Tulio. Let's all go to bed."

Bobby yawned in reply.

Percy chuckled and ruffled his hair. "Yeah, me too, bud. C'mon lil' Bob. Bedtime."

Bobby gave his father a half-hearted glare. He went to his room (which he now shared with Percy, since Lacy was bunking with their mother) wanting nothing more than to sleep.

But of course, him being a legacy and related to one of the Big Three, dreamless sleep was a myth in times like this…


Bobby was standing in a dark cavern. The roof was bent above him like a Giant was sitting and bending the ceiling as it sat. He felt the need to duck, even though he was pretty small anyway…

He heard a grunt behind him.

Bobby turned around.

Calypso was crouched on one knee, straining against an invisible weight on her shoulders. She was gritting her teeth, a few tears trickling down her cheek.

She looked at Bobby—like, right at Bobby. The legacy gulped.

"Wrong one," she groaned. "Sorry, Bobby…"

"You were expecting me?"

"I was going for Lacy or Annabeth."

Bobby felt taken aback. "Why not me or Dad? Or maybe Leo, or your twins?"

Calypso smirked behind her pain. "Percy has a tendency to write off his dreams and you…you're still so young, so I wasn't really expecting you. Lacy receives dreams very well."

"You sent the one about Atlas to her earlier?"

She nodded. "My father 'blessed' me with some old powers to help support my strength. Giving dream visions was unintentionally one of them. But my babies can't receive dreams as well as Big Three family members. And Leo is blocked from me for some reason. Believe me," she said, pausing to moan. "I tried to call him, but…"

"He's sedated right now," Bobby explained. "So I think that might be why he's unreachable."

Calypso looked a little worried. "Oh no…"

"He's hurting, Calypso," Bobby pleaded. "Hurting really bad. You have to tell us how to help him."

"He's hurting because his link with me is strained. I'm feeling it, too, but I cannot move. So, now that everyone is rescued and there are no more distractions for him, his end is being tugged twice as hard. He needs to come to me."

She grunted as the ceiling shook and seemed to lower more onto her shoulders. Bobby knew the sky was pushing down on her, but he remembered his mother and father explaining the sky came down on a hill. This was clearly a cavern.

"Where are you?" he asked. "We've got everyone now. We can come get you!"

Calypso grimaced. "I honestly don't know where I am…My father has been placing the sky onto me little by little. He's nowhere near me; I'd feel it if he were."

"Why did he do this if all he was after was you?"

The former Titan scrunched her eyebrows. "To buy time. He needed time to place enough of the sky onto me, so he went and took the Seven to distract the strongest demigods of this generation."

Bobby paled. "Then we need to find you," he repeated. "Please, how do we find you!?"

"Use my connection," she said. "The closer Leo and I get after a long separation, the more Leo's heart will tug. He'll feel like he's going to die, but that means he's close. Please…"

Bobby understood. Piper didn't have Calypso's key because of two reasons:

One: Calypso wasn't in chains, so she didn't require a small little trinket.

And two: Leo was the key—the key to finding Calypso before Atlas was freed.

"Go," she urged. "And hurry. This hurts."

The dream faded.


Bobby gasped awake. Percy was standing over him, gripping his shoulders. His sea green eyes were wide with concern.

"What's wrong, Bob?" he asked.

Bobby panted and sat up. "Dream message," he managed. "Need to tell everyone—now!"


A/N: D: Oh dear...