A/N: Whoops.

Elsa had decided to come out to Calypso as a lesbian. Perhaps this would make it easier for Calypso to fathom that Elsa was in love with her when it came time to tell her about Elsa's feelings. Perhaps she would realize it by seeing Elsa's body language and the way that she looked at her, once she knew this new bit of information.

Elsa wished her fantasy of having Calypso realize Elsa's feelings for her, and then finding that she found the same way, was real. She really didn't want her frozen heart to be broken. She didn't know if she could handle heartbreak. She was so desperate for the love that she knew she needed, that she had a slight fear that she might forget to enjoy the love once it began. And she didn't want to have to fear being rejected when she told Calypso the truth.

Frankly, she knew that the process would never happen quickly enough on its own unless she aided it along. And even then, it wouldn't be very reliable. This was something Elsa had to deal with herself. This was something she had to do. She had to take this into her own hands.

She did have so many fears about everything, but she knew that she would never thaw her heart if she didn't take initiative.

Elsa confided her fears in Nico, who listened. Both of them knew that he could offer no advice, for his situation was just about as bad as hers was. Though, he had more time, and the knowledge that most high school relationships did not last. After all, most teenagers' love was based on outer beauty. Elsa and Nico were special cases. They were denied the privilege of being able to learn lessons about love. They didn't get to experience of meeting someone nice as well as attractive in perhaps a bookstore or café, and blushingly frequent that place in order to bump into them more often. They wouldn't get to make mistakes and learn about what type of lover they wanted for the rest of their lives. When they were thirteen, this was decided for them. They were told who they had to love and get to love them, if they wanted to feel more love again, besides what was inside of their hearts already.

She really wanted just to be able to slowly fall in love with Calypso. Not at first sight, the way she had. Elsa wanted what she was staging. Slowly falling for your friend, because the two of you are perfect for each other. You know each other, and love each other both romantically and platonically, if that makes sense.

Not like Elsa and Nico. They were far too alike. Not only that, but they weren't attracted to each other in any way, shape or form. (Nico didn't like blondes, or pale skin. Elsa didn't like black eyes or black hair. Too much darkness, for her. Both of them felt that they had too much baggage for each other, even if they did miraculously find each other attractive. They wanted someone whose heart was lighter, and not as weighed down.) In addition, Elsa worried that people (including Calypso) would grow tired of her and the baggage she carried with her. Except for Nico. He'd gone through things too. The two of them helped and comforted each other, though Elsa was more reliant on Nico's comfort than he was on hers. Despite this, it was still a form of symbiosis.

Elsa truly just considered Nico to be her brother. Frankly, she'd be more inclined to date Anna than Nico.

Anyway, Elsa and Calypso lay in the grass, near the lake, looking at clouds together, and identifying shapes they saw. They were side by side. Had one of them moved her hand a few inches, she would have touched the other girl's hand.

"I've never really done this before." Calypso confessed, after having seen a couch in the clouds. "I've never gotten the urge to just look at the clouds and try to see shapes and such in them. I suppose it's because it's considered to be a childish activity by many people."

"I did it a lot when I was younger." Elsa commented. "Especially from ages eight to twelve. Except, I'd sit at my window seat, and strain to try to see some clouds. I stopped doing it before I turned thirteen though." There was a pause.

"This is more fun than I expected." The caramel haired girl sat up, and smiled down at her friend. Elsa sat up, smiling back faintly at her friend. A silence fell over them. In the background, the sound of demigods training could be heard, as well as people talking and laughing, and sounds of nature.

Elsa knew that this was probably the best time to do it. The two of them were comfortable enough with each other, and they were alone together. (Frankly, she wasn't sure how to exactly come out, but she figured that this was a good time.)

"Calypso?" She said softly.

"Yes Elsa? What is it?" Calypso's beautiful smile stayed on her lips, as their contrasting eye colors met.

"I…" Elsa summoned up the courage to say it. "I'm a… I'm a lesbian." She finally said. It wasn't easy to get it out, but she could say it. Elsa could say that she was gay, albeit admitting such a thing took some coaxing from herself.

"Oh." Calypso's eyebrows were raised. "You are?" Elsa nodded, biting her lip. "Alright." Calypso smiled at the blonde.

"I've wanted to tell you that for a while." Elsa confessed. "But I… It takes a bit of mental preparation to say it."

"It's alright." Calypso placed a hand on Elsa's shoulder. "How long have you known?"

"I think since I was fourteen. Possibly even before." She replied. "It's… It's hard to know for sure. Maybe it's something I've always known, to a certain degree, but I was just… I was just conditioned by my family to believe that women and men were supposed to be together."

"Does Nico know?" Elsa nodded at this.

"He was the first person I told." A small smile found its way onto her lips. Calypso laughed. It was such a beautiful sound.

"Of course he'd be."

Elsa felt… Relief. Relief that Calypso was alright with Elsa liking girls.

And hope… Hope that maybe the other girl would pick up on her hints. That she'd realize how Elsa felt about her.

Maybe…

Elsa would sneak glances at Calypso, as the weeks passed by. She'd take in the other girl's inner and outer beauty. Her heart would ache, as she yearned for the one who was supposed to be her soulmate.

She desperately wanted to tell her the truth, but at the same time, she didn't.

Elsa wanted to kiss Calypso. She wanted to wrap her arms around the other girl, or hold her hand—as lovers. She wanted to take Calypso out on a date.

She just wanted to be able to love her, and be loved back.

However, if Elsa were to be rejected, she knew that she would just have to accept it. She loved Calypso, and would never want to hurt the other girl.

Nico was the one to help Elsa through this difficult time. He wiped away the tears, soothed the nightmares, and gave her affection when she needed it. He'd take her to different places when it got to be too much. When things grew too painful for her.

The son of Hades honestly didn't mind that much. He knew that Elsa was doing what she needed to do in order to lead to the thawing of her frozen heart, which was far more than he was doing. All Nico was doing was sitting idly by; waiting.

Even though they didn't publicly spend time together, Elsa and Nico did still spend a good amount of time together. Sometimes they'd let Piper into their counsel as they discussed what Elsa should do. They were beginning to be good friends with Piper. Neither of them had expected Piper to be as good of a friend as she turned out to be. She had great advice for Elsa.

The rest of May slowly passed by. Day after wretched day went by, with almost no progress.

Calypso seemed oblivious to Elsa, throughout the time.

When June came, more campers came. Percy and Annabeth returned, which led to Nico forcing a smile, and needing Elsa's comfort as well. The two of them would hold each other in Elsa's bedroom, crying over how hopeless their situations felt, or just exchanging long and loud sighs, or worries.

The two of them went to Camp Jupiter and the city more often, in June.

The fourth of July passed, and neither of them actually brought dates to the fireworks. Calypso was nowhere to be found, so Elsa and Nico sat together on a blanket. Percy and Annabeth had a blanket a ways in front of them, and kissed each other a lot during the show. That night, Elsa was the one to hold Nico as he cried.

As Elsa's sixteenth birthday approached, she left more and more hints for Calypso, trying to subtly flirt with her.

She'd tell Calypso the truth on the day she turned sixteen.

The night before her birthday, Elsa lay in bed, listening to her noise machine making the sound of a natural heartbeat, thinking of the day that was planned. She and Nico would go into the city to have breakfast at their favorite café together, and then walk around together. After that, they'd return to Camp Half-Blood, and go to Camp Jupiter to say hello to their friends there. When they returned, Elsa would finally tell Calypso the truth.

She'd prayed to Aphrodite multiple times that everything would work out in her favor.

A/N: Just fucking review. And not about why there shouldn't be sexual content in this fic. I'm STILL getting reviews about that. Like... I don't care. I give no fucks about your opinions on what I should do with this story. I'm used to a more mature fandom, and frankly, it'd be a big turning point for Elsa if she were to actually make love with someone, because she was sexually assaulted multiple times. She'd have a whole new outlook on sex. ANYWAY, so, yeah, I don't care about this fic, blah blah blah, of course I'm going to finish it. Whatever. (I'm tired and irritated. Sue me.)