Leo Valdez X Reader:Oceans of Fire

Sleep Isn't Always Welcoming

(Y/N)'s POV:

I stumble into Percy and I's cabin, half expecting to find Percy asleep on the floor. We used to promise that we wouldn't go to sleep until the other one was in the cabin as well (unless we were planning something else of course). He'd sit on the floor because 'it's impossible to fall asleep on it' but he'd always end up falling asleep whilst I was outside trying to get some extra training in, or healing people who'd gotten hurt in capture the flag.
I chuckle to myself, plopping myself down on my bed. With a slight tugging feeling in my gut, I drained the water from my clothes and hair. Ironically, I loved feeling warm and dry and despised being wet. Sorry dad.
I lay down on my bed, looking at the ceiling. When I first got to camp everyone was confused as to who my god-parent was, because I had both my parents. I only later found out that I was adopted (which was a suspicion Annabeth had that I confronted my 'parents' about). I was only six when I came to camp. I was claimed when I was nine, although we all suspected I was a child of Poseidon.
I understood that he was ashamed of me, considering I was solid, living evidence that he'd gone against the big three's deal. And technically I was claimed much before people usually are. But I still felt lonely.
I spent my time with Annabeth, Luke and Grover. When Percy showed up, I was more than happy, although Annabeth acted angry. I had a brother. And I wasn't a complete disgrace. Because at least my dad had made two mistakes and not one.
I roll over onto my side, my stomach already starting to deteriorate. It's only around three. I can probably get some sleep before we leave in the morning.
I let my eyes close and feel all my muscles relax as I fall asleep.

Leo's POV:

I can't fall asleep. I don't want to. After my last dream, I can't risk it. And now that (Y/N)'s not here anymore, if I go out of control there'll be no one to stop me. I could burn my entire cabin down before I even woke up.
But the harder I try to focus on staying awake, the more tired I get. I can't stop myself as I feel myself start to drift to sleep. I close my eyes, promising myself that I'll open them in a few seconds.
But I don't.
I find myself in a dream, not like the one I had before thank gods. I'm in a blindingly white room. It seems small, no bigger than a broom closet, but as I start to walk to the other side it extends. Almost as if I'm walking on an invisible treadmill.
Sleepy laughter echoes through the room and I stop walking.
"You're stuck Leo." Immediately my mind goes to Tía Callida but it's not her. The voice is still sickeningly familiar, like the person's name is on the tip of my tongue.
"We haven't spoken before, young hero," it says. Great, I must be mumbling again. Laughter starts up again.
"I'm more powerful than that foolish girl. You don't need to mumble for me to know what you're thinking." My body tenses at the mention of (Y/N).
"What do you want?" I say angrily.
"I just want to talk, Leo. I just want you to know what I want. You of all people would understand."
"Understand what?"
"What it's like to have the people closest to you reject you." An image of Aunt Rosa flashes through my head.
"I... I," I deserved it. She knew I deserved it.
"She thought you deserved it. But she was wrong. You're constantly being misunderstood Leo. I can change that."
"Thanks, but I'm pretty sure my problems are too big for anyone to solve. No offence."
Laughter starts up again, but this time it's laced with a sense of anger, and something tells me that having this person as an enemy isn't something I want.
"You will lose everyone and everything that matters to you. You will come with me eventually. Willingly or unwillingly. If you come with me now, maybe she'll live." A picture of (Y/N) tossing in her bed comes up.
"You're lying."
"If you're so sure... Maybe you should see it for yourself then."
"What do you mean?"
There's no answer.

I feel the wet blankets pressed against my forehead and shoot up, feeling drained. My head's racing and my brain pounds, like it wants to burst out of my skull.
Sorry bud, we're all in this together.
I swing myself of my bed and scramble out of my room. Some people are already awake, making their beds and brushing their teeth. I push through them all, trying to get out. It's been too long. I might be too late.
"What's wrong Leo?" Nyssa asks.
"Are you ok?" Nick chimes in, happily walking around, just for the sake of walking. I shake my head slowly. There's so much for me to say.
A creepy lady wants me. To join her. I'm going to be alone for my entire life. Something's wrong. It's too late. I think (Y/N)'s in danger. Something is definitely wrong. I had this dream. This really really bad dream. If it was true.
Where do I start?
I attempt to pull them all together ask quickly as possible, but I just end up saying one word.
"(Y/N)".