Perlypso guys! Yeah! Cheer! No, I'm not for that, but some people are so, hey, I'll go with it.

Percy imagined.

He imagined he was still on that beautiful Island.

Talking with that beautiful girl.

He missed her so, so much.

She was his everything.

His all.

Annabeth was okay... But no vision of beauty, not even Aphrodite compared to the beautiful Calypso.

He longed to be back on that island. He hated to admit it, but he would have let the world end if he knew the relationship would have lasted.

But it never would have. She was immortal, and far too good for him.

And because of this, he sobbed.

Annabeth tried to comfort him, not knowing why he cried.

He wanted to be comforted, but just looking at her made him angry and disappointed.

Made him want to throw up.

She was not the one he wanted.

But he couldn't have his true love.

And for that, he sobbed.

"Annabeth?" She was being shaken awake.

Her nightmare was over.

It was just a lie.

She threw her arms around her perfect, wonderful Percy.

Fooled ya for a second didn't I?