Hey guys! So, this chapter is a bit [by a bit, I mean a lot] darker than the others. I'm just warning you guys that this one is probably rated T because of implied rape. I don't think its too much, but I thought I would let you know. Oh, by the way, I don't speak Spanish, so any complaints you have, you can go straight to Google Translate with.

Anyway, review time!

MidnightEevee: Yup he is! They get much closer in this chapter. :D

WeirdButCool: Awww! *Wipes away tears* You are so darn sweet! There are ton of other Leyna stories that are much better than mine out there, but I appreciate your comment all the same.

Purpleflower362: There will be a party [of a sort] and there will be a kiss... but not necessarily together.

As always, reviews are very much appreciated. Plus, they kind of remind me to update, since it sometimes slips my mind [I know, how could I?]. :P

Enjoy!

Chapter Nine

Leo nodded his head with the beat of the hard rock music, playing from his makeshift radio as he created his plasma thrust generator. The small cabin below the deck of the Argo II was where Leo made his creations and stored all his trinkets. To the left of Leo's desk was the entrance, and to his right was a large metal skeletal cabinet on which he kept his tools and radio. It had taken him five hours, with the help of Jason, Percy, Frank and Annabeth to finally get the cabinet in the room. It was only after they put it in the room that they realized how unstable it was. They figured that it wouldn't harm anyone, so they didn't bother to put a new one in.

Behind the cabinet was a small supply closet where he kept his materials, glue, duct tape and so on. But, as of now, it was almost empty. Leo had just finished a big project and hadn't bought any supplies yet. The closet only held the essentials.

Leo tossed away his soldering iron when it didn't heat quickly enough and used his finger to melt the wire into place before moving on to the next piece. Loud music echoed on the walls and Leo stopped for a moment, playing his air guitar as the lead shredded.

Most of the time, Leo wasn't in the mood for rock. He was more of a Spanish-pop kind of guy, but the volume and intensity of rock music helped take his mind off of things. Today, he was thinking about Reyna. Well, he was always thinking about Reyna.

It had been about a month since his accident, and he had hung out with Reyna every single day since. He didn't know why she was actually wasting her breath on him, but he was glad nonetheless. Who cared why she decided to stick around, he was just happy that she did.

With that thought he busied himself with his new plasma thrust generator, bobbing his head to the music.

…

Reyna didn't understand why Leo liked locking himself in the most difficult to reach part of the ship. Reyna had been reading the newspaper and drinking some raspberry lemonade when Piper had run up to her, completely out of breath, "Hey… Reyna… seen… Leo?"

Reyna looked up slowly and recoiled at Piper's state. The daughter of Aphrodite, who normally looked gorgeous, was glistening with sweat, her right sleeve torn to pieces and her hair completely out of place. Usually, Reyna remained stoic around Piper. She didn't hate her; in fact, she was glad that Jason had found someone to be with. It's just that, in her experience, Reyna found that daughters of war didn't mesh very well with daughters of love.

"What happened?" Reyna asked, completely shocked by Piper's state.

"Leo's apartment… it's on fire." She gulped for air, "Jason and I went in to use his automatic speaking oven-thing… and it malfunctioned. Can you get him? Jason and a few others are putting out the fire."

"Of course." Reyna ripped the lid off her lemonade and gulped what was left before sprinting toward the Argo II.

Now, she was walking through the dark creaking corridors, calling out Leo's name. She had been here a few times before, but couldn't remember where his room was. After a few moments, she could hear the sound of music coming from his workshop.

Reyna ran toward him.

…

"Where's some grease when you need it?" Leo muttered to himself, scratching his head. After peering around his desk for several moments, he sighed and made his way over to the supply closet behind the cabinet.

"Leo!" He heard someone calling him faintly over the music. He poked his head out of the supply closet and saw Reyna looking into his workshop. She said something to him, but he didn't hear. Instead, he motioned her to come to the supply closet.

She came quickly and stepped with him inside the closet. "Help me find the grease!" Leo shouted at her. She gave him a funny look and shook her head. Realizing that he wouldn't be able to hear her, Reyna took Leo by the shoulders and pushed him out of the supply closet. Instead of going along with her, he turned around, accidently hitting the cabinet behind him.

Reyna's eyes widened as the cabinet tottered and finally decided to fall on them. Quickly, she pulled Leo inside the supply closet when the door slammed behind him and the awful sound of the cabinet crashing behind the door was heard.

The radio, apparently, had fallen, and the heavy sound of silence filled the room.

Reyna panted, her eyes adjusting to the darkness around her. She heard Leo, to the left of her mutter, "¡Mierda!" under his breath.

"What happened?" Reyna asked putting her hand to the doorknob, it turned but when she pushed it, the cabinet kept the door from opening.

"We're locked in for the time being." Leo said from somewhere near her. "I guess we will just have to wait until someone finds us."

"But… but…" Reyna said, suddenly aware that she was locked in a small, dark, crowded closet. "They won't come."

"Of course they will. Jason always comes to get me so we can have dinner with everyone. He'll be here in a while."

"No! They won't! Your apartment is on fire. They won't come looking for us until they realize we are missing." Reyna said, her voice quivering.

"My apartment is on fire? Hades, no wonder you looked so worried. But chill Reyna, someone will come for us." Leo assured Reyna, looking for her figure in the darkness. He sat down against the wall. When she didn't reply he chuckled, "You know, I wish that cell phones didn't attract monsters; one would be really handy right now."

Reyna didn't answer. Leo blinked, "Reyna? Hey, are you there?"

She didn't respond. Worried, Leo lit his finger on fire and looked around the closet to find Reyna curled up in a ball, sitting in the corner, her eyes wide with fear.

…

"Let go of me! You can't take us!" Hylla screamed. Reyna looked around wildly, the entire Island had been taken over by pirates. She and her sister had been hiding in the kitchens when the pirates found them. Everyone was gone. Only they were left.

"We can do whatever we want with you, wench!" The pirate spat at Hylla, pulling her by her wrists while the other one gagged her.

Reyna didn't know what to do. She had never felt so hopeless before. Why hadn't the others taught them how to fight? How would she defend herself?

Hylla shouted at Reyna to run, and without thinking Reyna sprinted out of the kitchens into the once-lavishly decorated lobby. Everything looked so bare. The golden statues had been taken, the beautiful paintings no longer graced the wall and the curtains had been slashed. As Reyna ran she noticed stains on the marble floor—was that blood?

Reyna shuddered but ran with newfound determination.

It was only as she managed to get to the garden when she realized that she couldn't really escape. She was on an island, surrounded by water. Even if she managed to hide until the pirates left, she wouldn't be able to leave. No one left Circe's Island.

Reyna fumbled as she decided what to do. Hide? Run? Pray?

Before she could make a choice, a pair of rough hands grabbed her from behind and began pulling her away. Reyna struggled with all her might, but was no match for the large ugly pirate. "Fiesty, ain't she?" He chuckled to his friend once they had reached the ship.

Reyna took this as an opportunity to bite his wrist before trying to run again. She reached the railing of the ship and looked down at the beach. She was too high up. Even if she jumped, she would break both her legs in the attempt.

"What the hell do ya think you're doing wench?" The pirate made a grab for her, but Reyna moved fast, lunging out of the way. She grabbed his arm and suddenly a feeling swept over her. An instinct forcing her arms to move the way she wanted. With all her might, she twisted his arm, making him howl in pain. She kicked his stomach and ran over to the other side of the ship, where she saw a rope cascading down to the beach.

It was just as she was about to escape that she heard her sister scream. Reyna paused and saw her sister struggling in a pirate's grip, his rapier to her throat. "Ya make a move, lass, and I'll kill this lovely little thing."

Reyna saw the look in Hylla's eyes. She was begging Reyna to take this opportunity to escape. But Reyna couldn't. She couldn't leave her sister alone with pirates. Slowly, she let go of the rope. One pirate came and punched her in the face, causing Reyna to yell in surprise. They dragged her below deck, where it was cold and damp. She could smell death.

"Don't worry ya pretty lass." The pirate laughed, "We'll come back for ya." He threw Reyna into a closet, only small enough for her to sit in fetal position.

They kept their promise. They came back for her, and every time they were done, she was thrown back into the same little closet, bruised and bleeding.

And alone.

…

"Reyna?" Leo said tentatively, slightly scared of Reyna's vulnerability. She was crying and he had no idea why. He reached down to wipe her tears, but before he could she flinched away.

"No llores, querida." Leo said in a hushed voice, sitting down beside her, "Estoy aquí."

…

Reyna barely got to see Hylla. It was by pure luck that the pirates had left her alone. Immediately, Reyna had got up to find her. Hylla was in a cell, at the very bottom of the ship. It was humid and hot, the pungent smell of rotting bodies wafted through the area.

The sisters hugged each other through the cold, metal bars. Hylla stroked her sister's hair, "No llores," Don't cry, "Estoy aqui." I'm here.

Reyna wept in her sister's arms until a pirate found her and threw her back into her respective closet.

…

Reyna leaned into Leo, crying against his arm. Leo decided that the best thing to do was let Reyna cry until she had no more tears left. He knew nothing could stop her. He had cried like this before. He knew what it was like.

It didn't help that he could feel Reyna's cold fingertips on his burning skin. He couldn't bring his body to stop being tense. Her salty tears ran down his arm. Hesitantly, he stroked her hair and whispered, "No te preocupes" again and again.

This seemed to calm her down significantly, but she refused to let go. Finally, when the sobs stopped, Reyna sniffled, "I still remember."

Leo had no clue what she was talking about, but nodded nonetheless.

"The pirates… they, they…" Her voice caught, and Leo felt her shudder against him.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Leo said softly, suddenly terrified of what Reyna might tell him.

Reyna told him anyway.