A/N: Guys... I am so SO sorry for forgetting to update. I've had a lot of school stuff going on, so... yeah. Sorry again.

"Calypso… What… What are you doing here?" Elsa choked out. Nico placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it. He wanted to hug Elsa from behind and protect her from any further heartbreak. He wanted to shut the door in Calypso's face, if all that she was going to bring was more heartbreak for Elsa. Elsa had suffered enough in her life already, and she was only sixteen years old.

"I… I wanted to talk to you." Calypso explained shyly.

Nico pondered just slamming and locking the door. Or maybe warning Calypso not to make Elsa cry again. But this was Elsa's life; not his. She could take care of herself. He should just stay out of it unless Elsa told him otherwise, as much as it pained him.

"Hey Elsa, I'm going to put on my shoes, and then go grab us some breakfast." He informed her, going to put on some shoes.

"Um, okay." Elsa's smile was tight and nervous.

"I'll be back soon if you need me." He promised. She looked to him, and nodded. Nico melted into the shadows, leaving the two girls alone.

"Come in?" Elsa offered shyly, stepping back and opening the door wider. Calypso looked around. Elsa mentally kicked herself. The bed was a mess, and there were clothes all over the floor. It probably looked bad to Calypso. "Um… Sorry about the mess." She said quickly. "Nico and I went to Disneyland yesterday, and got back really late. Three AM. We were so tired that we pretty much just collapsed on the bed. We just woke up a little while ago, and we're kind of groggy." There. Now Calypso knew that they hadn't been having sex.

"Did you enjoy your day yesterday?" Calypso asked softly. Elsa nodded, biting her lip. She didn't want to say out loud that it was supposed to take her mind off of Calypso.

"Have you ever been?" What Elsa really wanted to say was, 'I want to bring you there with me, next time I go, and kiss you under the fireworks'. But that probably wouldn't have gone over well, considering Calypso's reaction to Elsa having a crush on her.

"No." Calypso answered simply. "Elsa… I… I'm so sorry that I slapped you."

"No blood, no foul." Elsa shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest. She would forgive Calypso no matter what. She couldn't stay mad at her. She couldn't not love her.

Elsa clenched her jaw and turned around. She went over to the window, and opened the blinds. She couldn't let Calypso know the truth. For now, Calypso only needed to know that it was a simple crush. She wouldn't want to scare the other girl with knowledge of her frozen heart, the truth that they were soulmates, and that Aphrodite herself had made Elsa fall in love with Calypso at first sight.

"You're not upset with me?" Calypso sounded shocked.

"No." Elsa replied, her voice strained. "You had every right to be upset. I do not. No means no. I'm not going to try to woo you. You rejected me, so I need to move on with life. Yes, I'm disappointed, but I need to respect your wishes." Calypso was stunned.

"Nobody's ever said anything like that to me before." She murmured, looking down to the floor.

"Calypso?" Elsa turned around. There were tears in her eyes.

"Yes?"

"Did you come to tell me that you've changed your mind, and have feelings for me?" Elsa was surprisingly able to keep a calm, cool, and collected composure, including her voice. She was able to keep her tears in.

"I'm sorry Elsa." Calypso murmured, shaking her head. Elsa nearly lost it right then and there.

"Right now, I need some time to get over you, alright? Just… I need some time." Elsa pleaded. Calypso realized that Elsa meant that she needed to be away from her.

"Oh… Okay." Calypso nodded, respecting Elsa's wishes, as she had done for her. "See you around maybe?" Elsa nodded, forcing a smile, which looked more like a grimace. The caramel haired girl gave Elsa one last rueful smile before exiting the room, and shutting the door behind her. Elsa waited until the sound of footsteps faded away before she collapsed to the floor crying. She curled up into a ball, grabbing her knees.

When Nico returned, he felt his heart break. This wasn't fair. Calypso had no right to just come in and give Elsa hope, only to break her heart again. He coaxed Elsa onto the bed, and convinced her to eat some lefse. He'd wanted to surprise her, and make her day better, no matter what Calypso said. Elsa was still hungry, so she did eat. He gave her some hot chocolate with whipped cream and cinnamon; the way she liked it. Once she was situated, he marched out of the Big House, and off to find Calypso.

"What's wrong with you?" He snapped, once he saw her talking to Piper, Annabeth, and Percy by the canoe lake. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" He repeated, getting closer. The caramel haired girl stood up, looking confused.

"What did I do?" She asked.

"You know what you did, you fucking bitch." He spat. Nico pulled back his hand to slap her, but Percy caught his wrist, and prevented him from hitting her.

"Dude. It's not worth it. Whatever she did, it's not worth it." Percy pleaded. "You're better than this."

"She deserves everything I dish out to her." Nico growled, but he lowered his hand anyway. "Elsa's in her room, crying her eyes out because of her." He pointed at Calypso. "Do you know how long it took for her to get to the point where she was?! Two fucking weeks. She was okay. Now her heart's been broken again, after having been broken already."

"I was just apologizing." Calypso protested. "For slapping her. It was uncalled for on my part."

"Breaking her heart, yet again, was also uncalled for." Nico retorted coldly. "Elsa liked you ever since she met you. She was crazy about you. You're pouring salt into the wounds. She had nightmares about you rejecting her. You know what? Her nightmares came true. She's the strongest person I've ever known, even before you met her and tortured her. How does it make you feel; the fact that with a single interaction, you can break her heart? Does it make you feel powerful? Elsa's been through enough without the shit you're putting her through, Calypso. So stop it. Stay away from Elsa, or else I will not hesitate to unleash hell on you." With that, Nico whirled around and stormed back to Elsa's room. He took a deep breath before entering her room again, regaining his composure and calming down for her. "You okay?" He asked softly, as he closed the door behind him.

Elsa shrugged. She was eating, at least. Dried tears resided on her cheeks and at the corners of her eyes. She clearly had not bothered to wipe them away. Her shoulders slumped down, she slouched, and hunched over. Sadness was in her eyes... Elsa was depressed. And there was nothing Nico could do about it. He could do something about her PTSD. He could hold her hand through everything, and help her avoid triggers. But depression… It was a dark cloud over her head that he could never blow away. Neither of them could really control any of Elsa's mental illnesses. But they tried to make things better. They tried to keep Elsa's chin up. But when the world made the dark cloud stay, and made it grow bigger and heavier, there was pretty much nothing Nico could do except be there for her. He could sleep next to her, and wake her up when the nightmares came. But he couldn't prevent them from coming, and he couldn't do anything when Elsa kicked him out.

Frankly, Elsa needed to see a therapist. A demigod therapist. Nico decided that in a split second. He'd ask Chiron. Elsa could be left alone for ten minutes.

"Chiron, Elsa needs help." Nico said, upon entering the room.

"What kind of help?" The centaur asked.

"She needs a psychologist. A therapist. A shrink." Nico stated. "Do you know of any demigods nearby who could help her?" Nico quickly thought better. "Actually, Manhattan. I think I want to move to Manhattan with Elsa."

"I believe I know of a few." Chiron answered. "May I ask why you need to move?"

"It… It's complicated." Nico sighed, shaking his head. "I really… I think that it would be better for her, if we did. Something went badly, and now I think she needs to start over. Her youth center is in Manhattan, as well as Mount Olympus. Actually, I don't know. I don't know where would be best." He closed his eyes, letting out another sigh.

"Would New Rome perhaps be a better place? There are plenty of demigods there, especially your friends." Chiron suggested. "The weather is supposed to be nicer in California. The community is very positive." Nico shrugged.

"Yeah, maybe it would be better." He muttered. "Um, thanks anyway." He retreated back to Elsa's room to check on her. She wasn't in her bed, which was a nice change. She was in the shower, however. Even though the door was closed, Nico could hear the sounds of her crying—no, sobbing—in there. The sounds made him want to cry as well. But he tidied the room, keeping busy. He threw away their trash, picked up the clothes, made the bed, and opened the windows.

Elsa emerged from the bathroom with a lot of steam surrounding her, though she changed it to normal air when it touched her skin. She was wrapped in multiple towels. Tears streaked her cheeks. A towel began right under her armpits, going halfway down her thighs. Another towel was around her hair. A third was over her shoulders.

"My powers aren't working." She announced, her voice hoarse from crying. She sounded so dead inside... Elsa made no eye contact with Nico, only holding the towels covering her body closer; covering herself as much as possible, as if she could shield herself from the cold and cruel world that left her weeping in the shower.

"What?" Nico lifted his head in surprise. He'd bowed his head to give her some privacy. "What do you mean; your powers aren't working?"

"I can't create ice or snow anymore." Elsa whispered. "You know how my tears used to turn to ice on my cheeks?" Nico nodded. More tears flooded from her eyes. "Well… That doesn't happen anymore."

"I thought that meant that you just have more control over them." Nico replied, his eyebrows furrowed. She shook her head, letting out a desperate sob. She sat down on the bed, leaning forward. Elsa let go of the towel over her shoulders, and held out on pale hand, palm up. She looked like she was concentrating. Nothing happened. Her arm fell to her side. Elsa lifted a foot and placed it firmly on the ground. Nothing happened. Nico felt himself deflate. Her powers no longer worked…

"They're gone!" She wailed, collapsing on him. He wrapped his arms around her. "I have nothing, now. Nothing but a broken and frozen heart."

"Do you want to go back to Camp Jupiter?" Nico asked softly. "We can go back there and start over again. We'll be close to Hazel and Reyna and them. Or we could go to Manhattan, and find an apartment or something. Whatever you want. We can get away from here."

"When?" Elsa sat up, and looked him in the eyes.

"As soon as we can get ourselves and our stuff over there." Nico promised.