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In the Bleak Midwinter?

Jason looked out over the ancient city, still unable to believe he was really there. 21st Century Britain seemed a million years away. It was almost as if he had finally found where he belonged, where he should have been all along.

"What's the matter with you?" He looked up to see Hercules staring at him. "Pythagoras threatened to cook again?"

"No." Jason smiled slightly. "How's Medusa?"

"Beautiful, amazing and totally in love with me as ever."

"You wish." Jason smiled.

Hercules rolled his eyes. "Look, what's wrong?"

"Is it always like this?" Jason asked.

"Like what?"

"Where I come from this time of year will be cold, rain and wind. Perhaps even snow. I've never known it to be anything other than hot and sunny here."

"Winter? It gets a bit cooler but no. Not really. Are you homesick?"

"No." Jason smiled. "I am home. For the first time in my life I'm home."

"What then?"

"I was thinking about Christmas."

"Eh?" Pythagoras asked as he walked into the small building they lived in.

"Mid winter festival where I come from. It was a pretty big deal. Homes were decorated, shops and churches."

"Churches?"

"Like temples here I suppose." Jason shrugged. "Never mind. I was just thinking."

"Careful." Hercules laughed. "Thinking is his department."

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Medusa walked through the small market looking at the stalls as she went. It was hot and she was exhausted, the Queen seemed to know something had happened. She had no idea what the woman would do next but she knew the Queen thought Jason and the others were spies. It was only a matter of time before she used Ariadne against them. The King just didn't see what the rest of his people did. The Queen was not beyond reproach.

"Medusa." She turned as she heard her name called. "Medusa! Thank goodness I found you."

"Hello." She smiled as Hercules appeared at her side.

"What can I do to help you?"

"Have you ever heard of anything called Christmas? I'm told it's a midwinter festival where Jason was brought up."

"Can't say I have." The younger woman smiled.

"He said it was called Yule or Yuletide at one time."

"And what happens in this festival?" Medusa fell into step next to him. Hercules smiled.

"I'm not entirely sure." He smiled as she raised her eyebrows. "I know it involved a tree, mistletoe and singing. He mentioned gifts too. I fear he may well go home. I believe he is homesick."

"You think he will leave us? Go back to where he used to live? No. I cannot believe it. He has friends here. He has Ariadne."

"Does he? The Queen wishes us all dead. How can he want to stay somewhere with none of his traditions and customs are met? Where no one even knows what he is talking about."

"Then maybe." She smiled at him. "Maybe we should do something? We could have this Yuletide or Christmas here. For him. I could cook. You could persuade Pythagoras and we could have it at your place."

"Really?"

"Yes." Medusa smiled. "Yes, really." She kissed his cheek before heading off towards the food stall on the market. Hercules smiled. "Maybe this mid-winter celebration is a good idea after all."

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A/N First fic in this genre. Please review