"I was just wandering around a street in the middle of the woods and they were on the side with a few others. They kinda took me in, but Tess started getting mad when I told them about my past, and I was an ass back then, so I snapped right back."
"Hmm, I see. Theresa Hunt is quite sensitive when it comes to her past." She blinked and pinched herself. "And I'm doing it again. How is she going to escape this predicament?" she asked no one, referring to Zeus keeping Tess firmly pinned beneath him. Tess writhed and squirmed, to no avail.
"She probably has a plan."
She did. She leaned forward and licked Zeus's neck. He jerked back with a disgusted look on his face, rubbing his attacked neck. "Ack!" Tess smirked and tackled him. They rolled around and went back to wrestling.
He snorted. "She's pulled that with me."
"It is a useful strategy, though I would not recommend it for real battles." She leaned forward, looking down and playing with her full finger rings. "What… what is my daughter like?" she suddenly asked quietly.
"Russian. Confident. A bit annoying, but definitely on the good guy's side. She follows this Rune temple thing. Said I was chosen by the temple, but I wanted nothing of it."
Rhianon nodded. "I gave her to the Master of the Runes, as I knew she would have an affinity for it, being half Fae. You would likely have the same affinity, hence being chosen."
He rubbed his face. "I already have responsibilities. I really don't need anymore."
"And you do not need to follow that path. It is simply an option. One that I perhaps should have taken…"
"Oh, c'mon, no need to get sappy right now. I mean, I got my ass beat so bad I can barely walk. I don't think I can deal with another woman crying on my shoulder," he joked with a smile.
Rhianon looked to him and smiled sadly. "Indeed. I brought you something." She reached into her cloak and brought out a large vial with a moss green liquid. "It is a healing elixir from one of the best healers in the Fae Kingdom. It will do you more good than me."
"Will it help my arm, too?"
"Yes."
He shrugged, taking it. "Thank you. For coming back."
She shrugged. "You asked me to, and this place's wards allow me in."
"I meant as a whole. To come find me." He looked like that 17 year old kid once again, peering over at his mother with those big hazel eyes.
Her unnatural features softened as she looked over at him. "I had come to my senses just enough to realize you needed at least one parent that would do their best to help you in life."
He rubbed his nose, sniffling slightly. "One of these days, we'll meet, and it won't turn into a sob fest. It'll just be a mom and son, meeting up, ya know?"
She smiled. "I look forward to the day." She leaned over and gently hugged him, mindful of his wounds. "I must go now. I do not think that Zeus will tolerate my presence for much longer."
He nodded. "You'll be back, right?"
She grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "Of course."
He smiled, sniffling again. "Okay," he said.
She pinched his cheek and wiped his tears away with a thumb, then she folded into her large black butterfly and flew out an open window.
He looked at the vital, then gripped it's base between his knees, uncorking it and gulping it down.