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Chapter 3

Aphrodite

The warrior led Aphrodite and Darius to their room, after they had left Stark to carry Z into their chamber that had looked pretty nice. She could only hope they got one equally snazzy. Wow. She just thought the word snazzy. The nerd herd was nowhere near and their ridiculous vocab was leaking into her brain.

"Here you are Prophetess" The warrior addressed Aphrodite. "And, of course, your Warrior." He bowed respectfully to Darius with his fist over his heart which was mirrored by Darius. Without another word, he slipped off to who knows where, leaving them in front of their temporary bedroom door. Darius, being the sexy, warrior gentleman he was, grabbed the door handle before she was able to reach for it.

"My Lady" Darius smiled that little smile as he motioned her on into the room.

"Why thank you, my Warrior" Aphrodite said, playing along. She would never act so nice and playful with the nerd herd around. Even though she loved Darius and they clicked so well, they still acted differently behind closed doors. As, obviously, all couples do.

Then her thoughts wondered to Stark and Zoey [noting the fact that they too, had gotten a reasonably fashioned room]. Were they going to be all coupley now that he was the only guy in her life now? Yeah, Kalona was still out there, but he didn't count. His obsession with Zoey, or, A-ya, didn't make him a possible bachelor for Z.

Oh, and not to mention, there's still that crazy ex-boyfriend waiting back home to pounce on her. Aphrodite wouldn't say it aloud, but she really didn't feel like having Erik and Zoey together again. They're just not right for each other. He's possessive and egotistical and she's powerful and would not take that crap from anyone. What was she thinking? Of course she'd say that out loud. Z deserved to hear that. Hell, so did crazy ass Erik.

While she was standing there, thinking about Zoey, arms from behind wound around her waist and she felt warm at once.

"I'm sure Zoey is fine, do not worry my love" Darius murmured into her ear.

"I know, you're right." Darius was always right.

And sexy.

They still haven't had sex. Normally she would have been irritated and this would've ended awhile ago. But it's actually been going really well, the whole love thing. Aphrodite smiled at the word.

Then, Darius turned Aphrodite around and their lips became connected in something that was so intimate, it was a good thing the door was closed.

Several hot and steamy minutes later, they pulled apart and headed over to the very large, very inviting bed.

They slept.

They bathed.

They ate[food that had been placed in their room, in the convenient mini fridge that reminded them of their dorms back home]. Home. The House of Night.

"I want to go home." Aphrodite said into the calm silence of their room.

Darius went to her side, "of course, my prophetess. But I don't think it would be wise to leave our High Priestess and company here in Europe." He was, of course, referring to Zoey, Stark, and the herd of nerd.

Aphrodite stood, relieved. "Yeah, let's go see if the love birds are ready to leave this strange island."

"Let us go" Darius said, smiling.

It didn't take them long to find Z and Stark's room. Darius was good with direction and remembered where their room was.

Not really wanting to interrupt anything too bad, Aphrodite put her ear up to the door and listened carefully.

"Should we really be spying on the young Priestess?" Darius asked, with an amused tone in his voice, which totally contradicted what he'd just said.

"Don't worry my little sexy beast, we're not interrupting anything," Aphrodite said with a little evil grin as she slowly opened the door that was concealing the two people on the other side.

The two young people on the bed were so engrossed with each other's mouths they hadn't even noticed Aphrodite and Darius enter.

Loving the fact she had come across a moment where she could make things awkward, Aphrodite cleared her throat loudly, "Uhem."

They jumped apart so fast they acted as if they were two misbehaving teenagers and their parents had just burst in.

Zoey

My face felt so warm, I'm sure it was reflecting that with a very embarrassing, dark shade of red. It's not like she had been expecting Aphrodite and Darius to walk in on her and Stark in bed!

Not that it was that kind of in bed.

"Sorry, er, we were just.." Stark trailed off, not as much as me, but still feeling a bit awkward.

"Sucking face?" Aphrodite helped him out. Ha-ha.

"Thanks" Stark smiled guiltily.

"Well, I just wanna say I missed you Z, a lot." Aphrodite said, her turn to be uncomfortable with showing non-bitchy behavior towards someone other than Darius.

"I missed you too, all of you, actually." I was happy to see them, excited to see my other friends too. I wanted to see them and give them my reassurances that I was ok, cause they had worried enough, I didn't want them unnecessarily upset about me. I hated it when my friends were unhappy.

"Um, question; where are we? And where's the rest of the gang?" I questioned the three people who couldn't stop staring at me.

"We are on the Isle of Women. They herd of nerd are back with the High Council. Awaiting our arrival." Aphrodite replied.

"Oh. Alright, well I think I've had plenty of rest and if you guys don't mind, I'd love to go home." I said. I finally looked around and surveyed the room that was, apparently mine and Stark's. A mini fridge! Finally I got one, had to travel to Italy to get it, but still.

It was as if Stark had read my mind. Or, I'm just incredibly predictable. … or both. Whichever, it didn't matter because what Stark handed me made me want to kiss him! [again]. Figure of speech, or I guess, figure of thought.

"Brown pop and Doritos!" I. Am. In. Heaven. I didn't hesitate in grabbing for the bag and can in Stark's hands as everyone laughed at my reaction.

Hey. It's not my fault going to the Otherworld and back didn't change my appetite for my oh so precious brown pop and chips.

"Well once you're finished, we can leave." Stark said, smiling at me. I ate faster, anxious to get back to where we belonged. "Don't rush, there's no hurry my queen." I rolled my eyes, but couldn't keep the little smile from my face that he was always able to conjure.

Since when had I become so obsessed with Stark? Yes, we had a strong connection, well heck, and probably stronger now since Nyx's grove… but I didn't know it was that intense. Oh well. That's just one of those topics to leave for later thought.

It seemed to me we needed to do something before we left. It would be just rude if we left without saying at least something.

Once we were all clean and content with ourselves [even tho my hair looked a little foofy without my faithful straight iron] we headed to the throne room in which we knew we'd find Sgiach, or at least Seoras.

I was right. We walked in and sure enough, there they were. Sgiach and her very Warrior-like but still feminine body resting on her large elaborate throne, which I could tell was very old. And of course, Seoras standing by her side, loyal and Guardian-like, just like he should. Stark had told me about their bond, but it was easier to understand when it was right in front of us.

I was about to begin my thanks, when Stark spoke up, "Sgiach, I would like to formally say thank you as a Warrior, and newly fledged Guardian to this High Priestess. Thank you with all of my honor, I appreciate your help." Stark bowed fisted hand over chest.

"And as High Priestess of Nyx, our Goddess, I would also like to tell you how glad I am that you came to my Warriors aid. Without it, I wouldn't have been able to come back on my own, and would have died." I added, also bowing in respect.

"It was my pleasure to assist this young Warriors quest in order to save an extraordinary young Priestess such as yourself. I assume you all slept and are here to inform me of your departure?" We nodded in response. "Good. Well all is in order; a warrior is to take you all to the entrance to my island which is as far as we will take you."

"We wouldn't have it any other way." I said.

Just like before, Sgiach snapped her fingers and a warrior who looked a lot like the others here; bare chest, a kilt, very muscle-y and barbarian-ish stepped forward.

We all made it out to the Range Rover and hopped in[I took note of the heads on the posts, eesh].

Leaving that island wasn't a sad moment, it was victorious. At least for Stark it was. I knew he felt proud of himself for rescuing me, I certainly did.

End of Chapter 3

AN: I hope you liked this.

I thought it was funny because I just happened to be eating Doritos and drinking brown pop when I wrote this chapter xD

Well anyway, please let me know what you think, reviews help me and encourage me to write more chapters ;)

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