Yawning, Leo woke up from his makeshift bed by the beach. He loved the waves, their deep rich blue. It gave him some relaxation that he never would have been able to get on the Argo II. The sky was a light peach, a better view than even the top of the ship.

"Well, Leo, are you going to admire the sky or help me?" Calypso said from behind him. She must have been spying on him.

"Admire the sky," Leo replied, staring at her intensely.

"Stop staring at me!" Calypso said. "We have a lot to do if you want to get back to them."

"Them," Leo imitated. "You sound like a fifty year old woman. Calm down."

"I am calm!"

"Mhmm," Leo said sarcastically.

Calypso responded quickly. "Says the one who bursts into flames every five minutes!"

"Shut up," Leo shushed. "We have a lot of work to do, remember?"

Calypso waved to her invisible servants, and picked up a shovel. She then gave it to Leo, who commented on it almost immediately.

"It's so heavy!" The son of Hesphaestus complained. "What is it, metal?"

"No, it's actually paper. Of course it's metal!" Calypso snapped. "You're so weak. The gods have cursed me by sending you here."

"How have they cursed you? I'm the one who's friends think are dead!"

"Oh, I'm not cursed," Calypso said in a quiet, dangerous voice. "I'm just trapped on the same island for eons!"

Noticing her tone, Leo stopped joking around.

The goddess continued. "And every time I think I can get visitors to stay, then no. They leave me." Tears formed in her eyes.

Leo was lost for words, not exactly getting an idea on what Calypso wanted him to do. First she insults him, calling Leo weak, and then she throws a pity party. Not exactly consistent.

"H-hey, it's gonna be fine. You- you shouldn't cry," He stammered.

"That's what they all say," Calypso sniffed.

"Who?" Leo asked. Seeing her so heartbroken hurt him, even though he still didn't remotely like her.

"Drake, Percy, Odyesseus..." Her voice trailed off.

"Hold up," Leo said, visibly confused. "Percy?"

"Yep. He's your friend, am I right?"

"Yeah. Wouldn't he have freed you though? Annabeth said something like that to me once."

Calypso made a strangled noise in her throat. "Annabeth. Percy. Drake. They'll all say a lot of things, make a lot of promises, but will it ever become true?"

She didn't wait for Leo to answer. "No, it won't."

"Well, what do you want me to do?" Leo said. All this pitying made him snap.

"I don't know, maybe not make fake promises?" She said exasperated.

"Fine then, this promise won't be fake. I will rescue you from here."

Even Leo was shocked at what he said. What was it with this goddess?

"Hmm," Calypso said, turning up her nose. "We'll see about that."

"Yep." He said quietly. How was he supposed to free Calypso? Why did he say that? She had never been able to be freed since, well, forever.

"And what would you do then?" Calypso asked. "Start a repair shop or something like that?"

"I'm a demigod. I won't get time," Leo scoffed. "What would you do? Start a grocery?"

The rest of the day waved goodbye to them (you know, the sea in Ogygia lol) as they continued bickering.

Six Years Later

Calypso narrowed her eyes as she held her old paintbrush. Chips of dried paint from the last time painting the shop sign fell to the ground occasionally. Carefully, she dipped the paintbrush into a pot of jade green acrylic. Leo wanted red, to match his fire powers, but Calypso didn't want their baby to get the evils. She may be mortal now, but the words of her mother while growing up were still wired into her brain.

She was six months pregnant, and her baby was showing quite a bit. Everyone was excited: Reyna, Annabeth, Piper, Frank, Hazel, Percy, Josie... and especially Leo.

An hour of concentration and accidental paint smudges went by, and finally with a flourish Calypso finished the design.

"Leo, come here," she called. "It's done!"/

Leo ran outside to their homemade picnic table (yes, Leo was very excited for the baby) and Calypso held up the sign.

"Leo and Calypso's Garage: Auto Repair and Mechanical Monsters," he read in shock.

"Do you like it?" She asked nervously.

Leo was dumbstruck. "Yeah. Gods, yes. It's amazing."

"Thanks," Calypso said quietly. Leo gently put a hand on her stomach.

"Gods. It's really happening, isn't it? We're gonna be a family, the three of us."

Calypso laughed quietly. "Yep. And you better leave the front yard alone, because I have some veggies to grow for him."

"Him?" Leo asked. "How do you know the baby's a boy?"

"I don't. I'm just getting a feeling," Calypso admitted. Maybe it was a former goddess thing.

"There's gonna be a mini Leo in this house! Oh my gods. Do you think he'll have fire powers? Or-"

"Whatever he's got, it doesn't matter. We'll be together. Now, haven't we got a shop to run?" Calypso smiled.

Leo grinned. "Whatever you say, Sunshine."