Chapter Twenty-Eight (Leo's PoV)

Three hours of walking later, we've successfully retraced our steps (carefully avoiding the rapids) and came back out into Albany. We locate the train stations and buy five one-way tickets to St. Louis. When the train arrives in our station, we get on and choose seats all together.

Nico curls up straight away and goes to sleep. Frank and Percy chat for a little while, but then just look out the window. Jason and I just mutter back and forth.

"Are you sure you're okay? I mean, are you feeling less like a drowned cat?"

"Jason, that happened three hours ago. I'm fine."

Jason looks out the window, and then at me. "I really miss her, you know? And I'm so worried…" He trails off and looks sad.

"I know," I say. "I never realized how much she made me smile. How much she made me laugh. I regret everything that happened with Dayton." Leaning back in my chair, I sigh. "I wish everything could go back to the way it was."

Jason nods. "Exactly."

We sit in silence for a few minutes. Frank and Percy are now asleep. It's just us awake, again. "How long have they been missing?"

"I don't know," I say listlessly, and I honestly don't. "Days have started to blur together… I don't know what day of the week it is."

Jason smiles weakly. "Me either."

A few minutes later, Jason falls asleep. I look out the window and think of all the memories I have of Calypso, starting at the beginning.

I crash-landed on Ogygia. Calypso was mad because I'd destroyed her beach table. She was so sassy, and so annoyed that I called her sunshine.

I think she secretly enjoyed it.

I remember when I first realized I loved her. It was this weird feeling in my stomach: a settling pit that wouldn't go away. It hurt, but an okay hurt. My brain felt like it had short-circuited; just like it did when we first kissed.

I remember thinking about her constantly after I got home. I was always distracted thinking about her. Her singing, her delicious food, her almond eyes, her carmel hair, just her.

And then seeing her at Camp Half-Blood. How she was always there to see me first thing in the morning. Our beach walks, our beach picnics, our beach swims, our beach talks and naps and anything on the beach that we did together. And when we ate that flame cake together, celebrating all my birthdays that she'd missed. Technically, we also celebrated all of hers, but we'd a lot more cakes for that.

Now she's gone. For the first time, I let the doubt I've pushed back surface. It's been a long time, and finding them alive is getting less and less likely, as much as I hate to admit it.

Trying to think positively, I imagine that we've found them, and that we're growing old. We're off to see our friends for a reunion of sorts. Calypso (mortal, since I took Percy's advice and she was made mortal by the gods) packs our kids into our car. What kind of kids would we have? Twins, maybe? A twin boy and girls. The boy looks more like Calypso, and the girl looks more like me. We drive to Camp Half-Blood, where we're having our reunion. It hasn't changed much over the years. Chiron's still there, and demigods are still being found. Our friends are on the beach, where Calypso and I used to hang out. Percy and Annabeth are there, with their little son. He has Annabeth's hair and Percy's eyes. Jason and Piper are with their daughter and younger boy. The girl is a carbon copy of Piper, and the boy looks like her as well. Frank and Hazel came from Camp Jupiter, and have their two boys, who both look like Frank. They tackle each other in the grass, acting like the little descendants of Mars that they are. Everyone talks happily with one another, reminiscing. Nico is there with Will, and their adopted son who mysteriously looks like both of them.

Everyone goes to their old cabins and looks at where they used to sleep. Percy remembers the way he would hang his shield from his half-brother, Tyson, on the walls. Jason remembers when he first saw his sister Thalia's picture next to his bed. Annabeth remembers all the maps and books spread throughout her cabin. Piper remembers the posters of her dad that she saw all over her cabin. Will boldly talks about the times he would visit Nico in his cabin (he says nothing dirty happened, but we all think he syas that just for the kids).

When we get to my cabin, I push the button and my bed rises out of the floor. I remember how comfy it was, and almost jump into it until Calypso reminds me that it probably belongs to another kid now. We leave, and Calypso takes us to her old bedroom. Everyone is still at the camp, but we've split up, so it's just our little family. Calypso smiles when she sees that the Tex-Mex cook book is still there.

We leave the Big House before meeting up with our friends again. Everyone begins to talk again, and we all move to the pavilion to have lunch. I smell barbecue, and am about to dig into my ribs when…

I wake up.

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A/N Time. Woah, an update? Yeah. I'm surprised too. I was reading this today and got back into the writing mood. And now the chapterly stuff!

~There is no more update schedule, so I can't tell you when the next update will be. Stay tuned though!

~Little Caleo recap, and a headcanon.

~It probably isn't too clear yet what's happening or why they're going to St. Louis, but for those who would like to guess, private message me if you want. I obviously won't tell you if you're right, but when the story is over, you'll feel psychic, and I'll mention you in the final A/N.

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That's all for now. I love you all and apologize for the gap between updates.

Be strong my little demigods.

-SWiQ