Hello. This is my rewritten version of chap one. I just reread chapter one and it annoyed me how terrible it is.

Pairing: Starts off as Herc/Iolaus and could still end up that way, or it could end up as Ares/Iolaus, depending on votes.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you are about to read, if you choose to. I also don't make any profit from this fic.

Rating: NC17

Beta: (I always wondered what this means)

Warnings: Mpreg, Descriptive sex, maybe some violence, and *Spoilers*. Oh yea and slash (^_-)

Timeline: Takes place, after 'Old Ares had a farm' in the Xenaverse (did I get that right), Ares still is mortal and living on Xena's old farm. Also takes place after 'full circle' in Hercules.

A/N: I know Ares got his powers back in 'The god you know', but in this story, that never happened. Got it. On with it now. My descriptions may be bit vague, but I will try. Oh and Iolaus get preggers here, I can never picture Hercules pregnant. His gorgeous muscles wouldn't allow it.

And criticism is appreciated, and flames will be ignored. On to the story.

Oh yea. "Talking" and 'thinking'.

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Hera sat upon her throne on Mount Olympus's main chamber. A scarcely furnished room, with walls made from flawless jade marble and smooth granite flooring. A sisool crimson carpet stretched from the overly decorated and heavy mahogany doors to small steps leading up to the raised platform where the golden but not overly gemstone encrusted thrones of the king and queen of the gods rested.

Hera looked at the empty seat to her left and sneered as she thought about Zeus' whereabouts 'Probably in Ganymede's bedchambers', her thoughts turned sorrow as she thought about Zeus's promise to be faithful to her after she had got her memory back, but he was back to his old ways within three months. And now that Zeus's affections were targeted elsewhere, she was bored and when Hera, queen of the gods was bored, that means trouble, especially for a certain demi-god with the strength of ten men.

While thinking about Hercules, she raised herself of her throne, down the steps and over to an adjoining room. This room was made out of the purest white marble; the room was empty except for the long windows and a small column with a basin of water in the middle. The bowl had emerald vine leafs decorating the rim, while vines wrapped around the white column until they reached the basin. In the bowl, glittered and softly rolled violet coloured liquid.

Hera placed her pale hands on each side of the bowl and gazed into the water. She concentrated on her stepson until colours began to swirl around and a solid picture formed. It showed a forest at night, with a campfire and a carry sack on the ground, next the pack were two bedrolls together and on them there were two people locked in a passionate embrace, a tall, muscled man was moving over a golden haired figure. Hera could hear their moans and grunts of passion. The man on top gave one last hard thrust and gently laid his head on the golden haired man's shoulder.

Swallowing back bile that had risen in her throat, she growled with rage and hit the water hard, making the image

distorted, then disappear fully back into its former form, but not before she heared the words 'Love you' being exchanged.

Hera started pacing back and forth, she needed a plan. Seeing Hercules happy always put her in a surly mood. The half man deserved to suffer; he was a constant reminder of Zeus' unfaithfulness. She was thinking so hard she didn't notice someone appearing beside her in a burst of flower petals and hearts. She did look up when she heared a whiney voice though. Over the course of the three months Hera and her daughter Aphrodite had become closer, as Hera had put on a façade of niceness, and had mended old wounds.

"Yo, Olympus to Hera, favourite daughter just showed up!"

'Sigh', "What is it my darling daughter?" Hera said with forced concern, hoping she could fool her bimbo daughter.

"Hephy was being boring again so I thought we could have a mummy and me chat?"

"Why sure my petal, what is bothering you? You can tell you mother."

"Ok, but don't you to go all sea-cow on me." Hera bit her lip. "But, its Hercules, I know you might not want to talk about him, but nobody else is free and I got a lot to get of my chest."

"If it's eating you up so badly then, what is it?"

"Well, three month ago after Herc and sweet-cheeks defeated the titans, they started talking about retiring, and did for like a whole two minutes. They are so happy now they have each other, thanks to me, but there is still an empty place in each others heart that only a real family can fill. I feel so useless and I totally want to help them, but I don't know how. What should I do?"

"Well first, Hercules' matters are his own and if he wants to get married I think Hebe is free."

"Mom, you can't just send Herc Hebe as a peace deal between you two. Love has to be natural, well, apart from when Cupids arrows get involved. Oh Gods, I totally, forgot I'm should to be looking after Bliss tonight. Cupid is so going to be freaked at me. Sorry, I gotta go. Laters mom."

"Good-bye sweetheart, remember mommy is here for all you hearing needs."

They hugged briefly and Aphrodite disappeared. 'Ugh' Hera thought as she started brushing at her dark gown as if to rid of invisible dirt.

"So poor Hercules is not totally satisfied with his blonde bed mate." She said as she circled around the basin with one hand gliding over the surface, an image showed up of Hercules laying on his side with Iolaus curled in his arms.

"He wants a family like a normal person, if he settled down again, he would be out of my way. I would need a plan to get rid of both of them." A sinister smile came upon her face. "That's a good one. Why not? I am a goddess of child birth after all."

"And a beautiful one aswell."

Hera turned around quickly and saw Zeus at the entrance way to the seeing-room. He was leaning against one of the pillars smiling with a glazed look in his eyes; an obvious sign he had recently been passionate with someone.

"Darling, how long have you been listening in to my personal ramblings?"

"Only enough to hear what you are goddess off my treasure. Come my love, let us retire to our bedchambers, Helios has gone to bed and Selene has taken over for the time being."

"Yes, husband, I am weary. Let us go."

They locked arms and headed for their bedroom. After they had made love, Hera lay scheming while listening to Zeus' rhythmic snores. Her last thought as she slowly drifted off to sleep was 'I will speak to that Amazon leader tomorrow.'

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Here's the updated chapter. It basically the same apart from updated grammar and descriptions.

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