A/N: Good evening! Or maybe it's morning for you, I don't know. I hope you've liked my earlier one-shots and I hope you like this one too. I'm enjoying writing these immensely. Atlantis is just slowly claiming my heart.

This prompt came from: JibberingThoughtsOfFle

Dreams

Jason and Pythagoras sat across from each other at the wooden table. They chatted idly about the latest happenings in Atlantis, the most recent of which was the sudden death of Korinna. The citizens had been told it was suicide but each one had their own theory of course and rumours were spreading quickly.

"Medusa said she knew Korinna well." Sighed Pythagoras, "Apparently it was completely out of character for her."

"She had been released, hadn't she?" Asked Jason with a frown, trying to get his head around it.

"Yes, she was allowed to continue working at the palace. I don't understand why she would do such a thing as taking her own life when no actions were going to be taken against her."

"I don't think she did." Stated Jason quietly, letting his head fall into his hands.

"What do you mean by tha-" Pythagoras was cut of abruptly as a large man walked into the room. Hercules had finally emerged from his chambers after having spent most of the morning asleep with a hangover from his long, drunk night before.

He stumbled into the room bare-chested, rubbing his hands across his forehead and blinking at the bright sun that was streaming through the window. Gracefulness apparently wasn't high in his priorities today as he tripped over a small stool, just managing to catch himself and stay on his feet. He made his way over to the boys and after squeezing his eyes shut tightly he leaned on the table heavily.

"Strangest dream I had you know." He grumbled, his sentences not actually making grammatical sense but Pythagoras managed to understand what he meant. Months of living with him in that state must have not been in vain after all. He could now understand a drunken babble and a hung over grunt.

"What was strange about your dream, Hercules?" Pythagoras asked, willing Hercules to elaborate of his own accord else this conversation was going to be long and hard.

"Doesn't matter." He muttered, shaking his head and taking a seat at the table. It looked like it was going to be the long and hard way.

"Of course it does." Encouraged Jason, patting Hercules' shoulder. "What happened?"

"Medusa had..." Hercules frowned down at the wooden surface, running a finger along over it. "Well, she had snakes in her hair. I say in her hair. They were her hair." He shook his head. Meanwhile Jason's look of nerves went unnoticed by either of his friends. Hercules was still staring at the table and Pythagoras just looked generally confused as he tried to make out his oldest friend's emotion.

Jason tapped a finger on the table quietly before realising what he was doing and promptly stopping. Instead he clasped his hands together and looked out the window, biting his lower lip with a sigh.

"Yes, you are right that is strange." Pythagoras nodded, "But, like I told Jason when he had that dream about something happening to Atlantis, it's not going to happen!" He chuckled with a smile, looking over at Jason who noticed and drew his gaze back to him with a forced smile.

"It felt real, Pythagoras."

"It wasn't real! Jason, do tell him that it won't happen."

"It won't happen, Hercules." Spoke Jason through gritted teeth. He'd rather they got off this conversation. Talking about Korinna's death was better than this!

"You don't exactly sound sure." Retorted Hercules, raising an eyebrow at Jason.

"I'm tired." Jason replied calmly.

"It's 10 o'clock in the morning."

Jason stopped short and shook his head. He stood from the table and went around to the back of Pythagoras' chair. He stooped a little and wrapped his arms around Pythagoras' waist. Whispering quietly in his ear he pressed a kiss to the man's cheek.

"I'll be back soon. I need to go for a walk."

Pythagoras nodded, he would have questioned what was wrong but Jason looked like he needed time alone and Pythagoras didn't want to pressure him. He wasn't himself, anybody could see that. Instead he let him go, feeling his arms leave his waist and watching him walk towards the door. As he opened it he came face to face with Medusa.

"Oh, sorry Jason!" She spoke, almost walking into him as they both opened the door at the same time.

"It's okay." He replied, passing her in the doorway and walking out into the street quickly. Medusa wore her working clothes that day. She'd obviously came straight from the palace and she looked extremely happy. Pythagoras welcomed her warmly while Hercules brightened up rather quickly at the sound of her voice.

"I've just had the best idea!" She grinned, taking Jason's empty seat.

"And what may that be, my darling?" Hercules questioned tilting his head and taking her hands with a smile. Pythagoras noticed that he was being extra nice to Medusa since the accident that had occurred. He obviously didn't want to lose her again and that was extremely sweet.

"I'm going to get a pet!" Giggled Medusa and Hercules tried hard to hide the amount that his face had dropped by. The room suddenly felt very breezy and cold but when he glanced to the window it was shut. He gulped.

"And what type of pet?" Asked Hercules quietly.

"I was thinking maybe a snake? What do you think? I've always liked them. They're fascinating creatures." She nodded, looking at Hercules and then to Pythagoras. Hercules heart sank.

"I think a snake would be lovely!" Agreed Pythagoras and Hercules kicked him under the table. He held his breath so he didn't scream out in pain and issued a small and hardly threatening glare to his friend.

"A snake..." Hercules pretended to mull it over but all his mind was doing was screaming A snake? She wants a snake? "A snake would be lovely."

Ah, snakes hehe. What did you think? Reviews are loved and so are prompts :)