A dim beam of light. (Clare)

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It’s been almost 2 months since Apollo left his Villa in Italy. He didn’t leave because he wanted to, but because his father was a stupid idiot that couldn’t manage the see that others were happy while he wasn’t. He had had some very happy months with Clare at his Villa, clare and Christy. In a normal world it isn’t common to see a man being with the wife of his late son. But there were many cultures that still did it. And in Olympus that wasn’t something weird at all, so Apollo was happy and felt no remorse at all. He had lived some very good times with Clare and Christy, but his father had to ruin everything.

First one early morning, when he was getting ready to drive his car with the sun, he got and IM from Jupiter, he told him something about a sun flare, it seemed that his sun was getting some troubles and was burning more than usual. People all around the world would feel the unusual heat, so he would have to fix that. Clare was asleep so he thought of going and be back by lunch time, but obviously it was never like that when an Olympian was involved. So instead of only going a couple of hours he left almost 2 months. By the moment he finished not only to fix the Flare but fixing many others, legal stuff, medical stuff, he even had to help Ceres with somehting she was preparing for when her new grandchild came to the world.

He came back to the Villa only to find it empty. Clare wasn’t there, Christy wasn’t there and the Nymphs all had been so sad without the light of the little baby girl that everything seemed to have died around. He asked the nymphs, he knew that no monster could get into that villa, no monster… but a god. He knew a couple of gods that could do that! And would love to play along with his father to make his life miserable once more. So he decided to go and look for Clare in the only place he knew she would go to feel safe… Camp Jupiter.

He shimmered into Camp dressed as a common man, he knew that Clare would recognize him and that was all what he needed. He needed her, to see her smile, to feel her touch, to listen to her melodious voice, he simply needed her as a man needs a woman, and he needed Christy as a father needs his daughter. He needed them to live, not only to have an existence, because he was a god, he needed them to live. He looked around and didn’t find her, where could she be?! He went to the Lake, maybe she would be there, maybe there was still a chance she would talk to him.

Tag:Clare Kyoto
Words: 400
Notes:hope it is ok lol

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It was a lovely day. Clare was feeling much better today after a couple hours sleep – for one never got 8 with an infant – and some tasty fruit salad and ice cream with Mikayla last night. That had been Christina’s favorite part. They got her a little bowl of strawberry ice cream and more of it was on her grimy little hands than was in her tummy. Needless to say, a bubble bath in the sink happened shortly after. But today! It was unusually warm for a December day, but she was not complaining. She knew just what to do. She packed Christy up in her frilly blue swimsuit and swim diaper, then the diaper bag, then her own gym bag. Two towels, three juice boxes, banana puffs, she had it all. Except one thing. She stopped by the kids store and went for the clearance section. Ah, the summer stuff! She found it right away. A kid-sized inner tube with baby seat in the middle. Just a cloth bag with leg holes. Christy wasn’t old enough to even be in the bathtub, but she wanted to get her in some real water as much as she could. So she bought it and the water-spitting fish toy Christy was determined to get her little hands on, and headed for the lake.

She claimed a spot on the far end as her own, far from where the Little Tiber poured its cold water into the lake. She pulled off her swim cover to reveal the swimsuit underneath. She had gotten a wise Venus daughter who was also a grandmother now to teach her the secret mix to get rid of stretch marks, so no fear. She got Christy out of the stroller and took her little jacket off and set it in the diaper bag. Then came blowing up the floatie, which was mesmerizing for Christy with the funny noise it made. And then they were ready!

Clare waded out until she was up to her knees in the water, then moved Christy from cradled in one arm and set the floatie on the water. It took a little coordination and a slight amount of water manipulation to keep the floatie in spot and, eventually, the little girl in the floatie. Her face lit up when her little toes found wetness. Smiling, Clare pushed her as she walked out into the deeper water. Christy started seeing if she could reach the water around the tube.

Then she saw him. Apollo. He took her breath right away, there standing with the sunlight making his blonde hair look like a halo. She really did love him, and seeing him again after so long. She didn’t know what to say. “Apollo,” was all she managed to get out. Not in anger, not in fear, not in anything. Just kind of… not believing he was even there. Other than that, she couldn’t even find her legs to move in any direction. Christy was still absently playing.

TAG: @apollo1
WORDS: 501
NOTES: Awww!

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He looked around and felt as if he was totally blind, He was the god of the Sun but in that moment he felt in the deepest darkness that the universe could provide. He felt cold, he never felt cold in his life… well only those selected times where he had had a great loss. Losing a child, losing a real half of his soul, something like that, and in that moment he was really in that position...Then as if it had been Venus herself who felt pity of the poor god, He saw her and the light of the sun was brighter where she was standing. His breath was in a halt, his immortal heart also did a skip of beats when she looked up and looked at him.

She opened her beautiful mouth and pronounced his name in such awe that his heart break just a bit more, he knew she was hurt, that he had been the one who had hurt her! He knew that he deserved what she would tell him and more, what she would keep silent and more, he simply knew that he was the one to blame, he was the one who spent months away from her side, from their side. “Clare…” He said in a very low voice, but knowing that she would know it, she would listen to his voice calling out her name… or not? Maybe she didn’t love him anymore. Would Venus had been so cruel to him?

He dared to move, slowly as if he wouldn’t want to scare such an innocent creature as Clare was. Step by step getting closer to her, he walked into the water and he knew he was risking himself into Neptune’s ways and places, Neptune couldn’t kill him but could for sure make him suffer an eternity. But nothing would be worst than knowing that Clare didn’t love him anymore. “Thank the fates I found you…” He said and stopped a couple of steps away from them. He wanted to give her the space to react, godd, bad... anyhow she felt she should react.

Tag:Clare Kyoto
Words: 358
Notes: He is so scared of losing her!

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Clare was a decently good multitasker. Right now she was ensuring Christy didn’t tip herself, using her hydrokinesis to keep the waves calm around the two, and pondering what Mika might like for dinner. Her sister had come up and bolstered her lately. She took it upon herself to regularly stay the night, which helped tremendously in the single mom area. Clare traded her sister half the diaper and rocking duty for a roof and well-done foods. Actually, Clare was considering using her new-found ability to cook to her advantage. Perhaps she could author a cookbook. Perhaps she could head the kitchen of one of those fancy restaurants. Heck, she could even start her own restaurant. She could make it a family thing! Mika might get in on it, and she did say she just met a long-unknown cousin here. Ronan was a legacy, so of course he was part of the family too. He was a praetor though, so he was busy. Maybe when he retired, with his praetorian knowledge, he could handle the financial side of a family business. It was all rather interesting.

But alas, Christy was an all-attention-grabbing sort. Literally. A friendly fish decided to come and visit and Christy decided she wanted to catch it because it was shiny and, knowing Christy and horrifying to Clare, the girl probably thought it looked good for chewing on. Clare grabbed her and wagged her finger in front of her. “We do not hurt fish, Christina. Never ever.” Christy looked a little nervous at the whole thing, the sight of which snapped Clare out of it. She couldn’t live with the idea that she might scare her daughter. She sighed and stroked Christy’s cheek. “Mommy’s sorry. Sometime you’ll understand, okay? You’ll hear their voices too, I know you will.” She smiled as Christy seemed to accept the fact that she was once again the center of the universe, and went back to playing.

Which was about when it happened. She was idly taking in the surroundings when a painfully familiar person showed up and she froze. She could get his name out, but that was about it. She couldn’t hear what he said, maybe out of nervousness, but she’d seen him say it enough to recognize it. Then he started approaching. A chill completely unrelated to the temperature of the water ran through her. What on earth was going on? She watched him closely as he approached, if anything, then in mild fear. He was a god. Gods were inherently unpredictable. And she had kind of ran away from him. He had the right to be mad. So her own nervousness was expecting him to and couldn’t make heads or tails of the fact that his expression was far too soft to hide anger.

Christy finally looked up, suddenly aware that someone was coming. Bless her little soul, she was only really old enough to recognize that this guy had been nice to her, so a big broad smile came to her face. Clare was not so pleasant. She swallowed hard, the closer he got. Then he spoke clearly and everything came crashing back. Jason yelling at her to get Christy safe. The news coming that her long-time friend, Felicity was dead. Apollo coming to her aid and whisking her away. Apollo embracing her and telling her he loved her. Apollo missing an entire two months. Her crying in her father’s arms. Mika giving her a lecture about the trustworthiness of gods.

Clare held on tighter than needed to be on the little foatie holding her daughter, but her attention was entirely and completely on Apollo. And her face: a grand mix of anger, and incredulity. To her lips came a smile that was borderline crazy, cluing to the massive amounts of heartbreak she had endured in the 2016. “Yeah, you found me. I’m going to assume you went stupid and lost your whole villa, since you couldn’t seem to find it either.”

TAG: Apollo
WORDS: 665
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