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Fantasy Son's and Daughters of Olympus

Al watched her walk away, all the while a big grin on his face. He then went to his room, closing the door and heading into his bed.
 
( HOhaaaa sorry, I kind of got distracted with my hair and all doing girl grooming at night xD ok well, I can wait for the time leap for tomorrow hahahah :P cause Im going to bed in an hour and all sooo )
 
(So Time skip? Didn't ya'll say it was about a week....... Eh I'll go with a week.))


*Le Time Skip*


With red eyes, Abby awoke as she sat bolt upright in bed. The nightmares were becoming unbearable and she felt exhausted, looked it too if she were being honest but she didn't really care about that. The only guy she was interested in obviously wasn't interested in her and she wasn't going to force him. She wouldn't even admit to herself that she was in love with him, even though it was obvious that she was. Stretching carefully, she climbed out of bed and pulled on a baggy sweatshirt and jeans trying to cover as much as skin as she could. She was pale, unusually so, and her eyes had lost their sparkle. Even her hair was a duller blonde colour. She looked ill, and seriously so as she walked out into the hall and up towards the cafeteria. A few minutes later she was sitting on her own with a cup of coffee, a bagel and a small handful of grapes. She scattered paperwork over the table and attempted to distract herself by working on the finances for the resort.


Freya watched her sadly. She'd had great interest in the whole Demby pairing since it's creation, but especially now that it had been her job to help them fall in love. It had taken a while to get used to her new powers, they were different from her old ones. While she used to be able to make anyone fall in love, it was a temporary love without the influence of Aphrodite. But now she was Aphrodite, even temporarily. So helping guide them to fall for one another had been easy. They were perfect for one another, but he was too broken to see it and she was miserable as a result. She wanted to rush to her and wrap her arms around her sister's form but she couldn't. Although her guards had long since disappeared, she knew she was still watched. She couldn't break the rules, at least not yet.


So instead she moved on to watch over Luke, as she did more often that not. She could still see his pain and grief, and she wished she'd been brave enough to visit him in his dreams. But she was nervous. What if he didn't want her in her new form? What if he was disgusted by what she'd become? And it was those fears that meant she kept her distance. Sure she'd visited him occasionally and run her hand through his hair to try and ease his dreams or given him a small kiss on his forehead before disappearing again, but it was almost as painful to watch him from afar and not want to wrap her arms around him. But being the masochist she was, she appeared in his room and lay down on the bed beside him as he slept, toying with the idea of entering his dreams.


(@Elias )
 
Fawn was sat in her room, her legs crossed sitting on her bed; her room completely filled with Yellow roses: to the point where they covered every inch of the walls; some overflowing in flowerpots. It was a comfort to Fawn, the yellow roses being the present Fawn made to give to Freya on her birthday, yellow being Freya's favourite colour.


Fawn replied the moment in her head, the roses appearing in her hands; crafting and creating them unconsciously as she was lost in thought. In the week she had gained weight, but not a lot. She looked smaller, many of her clothes no longer fitting, but she didn't look sick; at least not as much. She walked out of her room, the aroma of roses hard to escape, to the point where The scent lingers to her fragile frame like a permanent perfume.


She made her way to the dining hall, her hand trailing against the wall as she walked, not that the support was needed, but because she loved the feeling of the cold surface against her skin. She immediately found Abbey, sitting opposite her.


She said nothing, she just smiled softly, her eyes filled with comforting warmth. She placed her other hand on the table, placing a yellow rose in front of Abbey.


( @Vaila )
 
After a week, Alissa has gotten closer to many people, one person in particular. She had also learned many things that she would have never learned before now. Life here wasn't so bad but she knew that it wasn't real for her... Because that wasn't why she was here... She was here to spy... She didn't deserve the things she had now... Especially are her great friends... And Al...


Alissa hugged her knees tightly as she sat on her bed, they had been spending a lot of time when she had the time since she divided her time with her friends and with working on some new projects along with him. She loved her time with him, it was one of the only things that made her truly happy. But she knew that it wouldn't last, not when she was the enemy. Alissa sighed softly as she stayed in her room, thinking deeply about everything but was knocked out of her thoughts when someone knocked on her door. (@Huntrey)
 
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Abby looked up and smiled softly. "Thank you Fawn," she said, picking up the rose delicately and inhaling the scent. "It's beautiful," she whispered before setting it down in an empty glass on the table. "How are you feeling?" she asked as she gathered up her paperwork.
 
Fawn studied her face, smiling softly as she watched her place in within the glass.


"I'm feeling... Okay I guess, a lot better, but not... Better; if you understand, it's confusing."


She pierced her lips into a straight line, watching her organise the paper. "And you, how are you feeling?"


(@Vaila)
 
"I'm fine," she said as her face stiffened into a blank expression. "I've just been feeling a little off this week," she continued staring down at the pile. "Thrown up a couple of times though. I was planning to head into town if you'd like to come," she said with a small shrug. Looking back up at Fawn she inhaled a shallow breath and waited for her answer. "We can talk on the way there if you'd like."
 
"I'm so sorry to hear, are your coming down with something, are you sick?"


Fawn's smile instantly brightened, nodding her head. "I would love to, yes please Abby." She giggled gently, her soft blue hair regaining it's shine.
 
Abby shrugged. "I have a theory but I need to hit the pharmacy for it," she said with a small smile. "We can go now if you want, grab breakfast there?" she asked looking down at her untouched bagel. "My treat."
 
Fawn stood, reaching over the table she gave Abby a hug. "Thank you Abby, seriously for everything you've done for me over the past few weeks... Thank you, please, let me but you breakfast; as a thank you." She smiled brightly, her eyes twinkled under the gratitude. "My treat."


(@Vaila)
 
"Who am I to turn down a free breakfast?" she said hugging her gently. Pulling back she stood and grabbed her bag. "Hey do you wanna take my motorcycle? I've been itching to drive it," she said with a semi-excited smile.


(@JustAnAuthor )
 

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