Looking For Help

Chapter 19

Wanda crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm fine." She huffed.

Percy did something he didn't do since the Seven died. Since the last time Leo did something extremely stupid.

He made the "Really" expression and just stared at her.

Some seconds later, Wanda sighed. "Okay, looks like I can't be more stubborn than you. I will eat the entire apple. Happy?" She said sarcastically.

"Yes, Kira is happy!" Kira said.

"Alright." Percy started. "You were the one who were tired so go to sleep. I will make guard."

Wanda opened her mouth to argue but Percy cut her.

"No buts. Poison, remember?"

She sighed again.

"Whatever. Just be careful and wake me to do the second turn."

"Okay, sleep well, Wanda. You too Kira." Percy answered.

The little girl mumbled something from were she was already snoring.

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Meanwhile, at the stark towers The Avengers weren't sleeping yet. After their encounter with Percy and their message that he would be there soon, they prefered to be awake and alert rather than sleeping in the case he had trouble.

Everyone was tense, even Nico. Calypso, however, was tense for another reason.

She was laying in her bed, alone, thinking about everything that had happened. She had finally left her island, and she was reallly happy about it, but she left into another war in an unkown world for her, with only Peter by her side.

In addition to her problem, Percy was going to arrive sooner or later. They hadn't crossed passes since the time he landed on Ogygya. She didn't knew what had happened to him since the death of the Argo crew. She knew how he had fallen in Tartarus, but, once inside, her powers didn't let see what happened to him.

She really feared that her curse would have been the reason that girl, Annabeth, died.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted by a knock on her door.

"Calypso, you alright?" Peter asked her from the other side of the door, not daring to step into her room.

"Yeah." She curtly said. "You can come in, y'know?"

"Erm... O-Of course." Peter oppened the door, he was clearly embarassed.

Calypso couldn't help but laugh at his lost puppy expression. "Come on, Spiderhead. I'm alright."

Peter walked in and sat on her bed. She rasied and sat next to him.

"Don't try to hide it. You sound exactly like when I landed in that Island. What bothers you?" Peter asked.

Calypso's smile disappeared. "It's just- I'm just overwhelmed. Don't worry about it."

Peter knew it wasn't the real reason, however he didn't push it. Instead, he hugged her.

Calypso was surprised at first. The sudden sign of affection took her by surprise. When she recovered from her surprise, she hugged back tightly. She couldn't help but bury her head on his shoulder, as she did, quiet tears started sliding through her face.

After some minutes of her sobbing quietly on Peter's shoulder, the boy talked.

"Tell me what happens, please." Peter begged. It hurt him seeing her like this.