Chapter 2

The plane was just to take off. And immediately, Luke Castellan fell asleep.

You're such a fool, Hermes.

Charisse caressed her son's face as he sleeps. "My baby," She said then kissed Luke's forehead. Then the thought of Hermes visiting her son-? No. Surely he wouldn't just drop by without any purpose…No, she tried to reassure herself. That would be against the laws. No god should trespass ones domain unless permitted to do so.

"Excuse me, miss," a voice beside her said. She knew that voice to well. Possibly…Hermes? She snapped her head to the direction where the voice came from it was him.

"What are you doing here?" Charisse hissed. The man plopped down on the seat next to her as if nothing's going on. This increased the frown on the goddess's face.

"I missed you." He finally said. She could see the sincerity in his blue eyes. The way he looked at her, he was almost somewhat…sorry. But she wouldn't fall for him again. Charisse told herself that a thousand times over and over again.

She didn't answer. Instead, she looked away. Her attention turned to Luke. His son. She wrapped her arms around the boy seemingly protectively like someone would steal a mother's child.

"Please," Hermes said. Was he agonized? "I need you. I need our son?"

"Our?" she faced him, anger visible in her eyes. "Last time I checked, Luke doesn't have a father. Last time I checked, I-"

He kissed her. Hermes kissed her. And it broke her heart. Does he think she would come back to him just because he kissed her? Hermes must be that dense.

Charisse pushed him. Calm down, she told herself. Charisse could almost feel a storm is about to brew. Deep breaths…you could control yourself.

That's why she hated Hermes. He's the only one who could make her feel this way. "Did you just-"

"Yes," Hermes said. "I kissed you. I want you back. I want both of you back."

"No!" she whispered harshly. "Do you know why? Do you know why I left everything back? It's because I want to stay away from everything. This immortal life, it's messy. Then you," she held a deep breath. "When I learned that you want to abandon your own son, leave him in some random orphanage. But you don't know that, do you? It's because you haven't felt it. How I was mistreated, misjudged. I too, am a half blood before. And you want your son to experience a life like hell? I was lucky; I have my sister with me. But Luke," she glanced at the sleeping form of the boy. "Is all alone."

"Do you understand now?" she said, tears flowing down her smooth face. Hermes remained silent.

"But you're breaking the rules." He said.

"I'm not." A ghost smile plastered in her face. "There are many loopholes in the rules, Hermes. You just have to be smart enough to work your way another way around. The rule clearly said that a god is not allowed to visit or stay with or do any other form of contact with their children but, Luke is not my child."

He said nothing. And Charisse took that as a cue to continue. "That's the hard part. For years, Luke grew closer and closer to me and I couldn't live without him."

"What if they found out, Char?" Hermes said, worriedly. "You would be punished."

"Then I'll face the consequences."

There was a long moment of silence.

"How did you find me?" Charisse finally said.

Sometimes, Charisse wonders? Was it all fate? Everything that had happened, was it all planned out?

"For years," Hermes said. "I've been searching the both of you, tracking all the possible connections to locate you. When one day, I saw little Luke walking towards the school's direction." He reached forward to touch his son's face. Charisse didn't say anything.

"He has his mother's smile," Hermes said lovingly.

A/N: I've been long gone. But anyways, here's the chapter you've been waiting for. Thank you for your reviews!