You can be lost

Hoping one day you'll be find

And not lost in the sea forever

That is only one chapter

For everyone falls and sometime they fall in the wrong direction

But what can you say, nothing

Just hope in the end someone can redirect

It was Tuesday, and Devin had taken her to this night club she had wanted to go for a long time. Actually, she wanted to go to a lot of these night clubs, the mortals had came up with. But her husband was to busy to take her to one; but wasn't to busy to take a mortal woman to one. She could never understand.

He could never understand why Hera was so nervous. He thought making some small talk with her would make her smile. It did nothing to affect her mood. She did smile sometimes, but it was a half smile. He couldn't understand why she was acting this way. All he wanted to do was make her smile, to make her feel comfortable with herself. But he kept his feelings down and looked at her while she was hurting. Just not long ago, she was smiling and looks like she was having a good time. Though, even then he had to distract her for whatever her feelings inside were. He wanted to show her the world, to show her there was way more for her then what she was being provided. He wanted to show her the world outside her world. This was going to be a long drive to the 'Scurry'.

Hera was wondering, scratching inside her, all lost and nothing was found. She couldn't understand why she was so lost. This was the first time she had looked at herself as if she had changed. But gods never change right, that is wrong. The day her husband had cheated on her she was crushed beyond measures. That was the day the door was closed and the echoes of voices were surrounding her. That was the same day she was lost forever more. The voices in her head had always been saying her decision was right; they had always had a plan. For the first time, Hera was confused what she was doing, she was so confuse for the first time. She wanted for a long time to break down the walls that had been collapsing on her. She has always been a strong a woman, that was independent and be able to stand on her on two feet. She always had her husband or somebody else talk her down, yet she always held her head tall. But, she knew she was crushed she tried to hide all the time. The world is always blaming you but you never look at yourself. When you do, you'll realize it'll be partly your fault because some blame is on you. Hera has always thought when she married Zeus she won't change who she was but she was wrong. She was so wrong. She had lost her way, when she fell in love. She had lost herself to keep from losing Zeus but in the end she lost him. She has to change and she wants to, but gods don't change. Only if that was true.

When they reached the nightclub, Devin got out of car and slowly opens the door for the car. She stepped out her self holding on to his hand, while she finishes stepping out of the car. As Hera was standing straight up, she looked around surprised by the surroundings but she didn't hide like a shy, naïve girl that was new to the outside world. No, she held up her head all high. She grabbed Devin's arm, and he walked over to the club with Devin at her side.

They walked into the club and it was screeching loud, but the energy going through the club was amazing. Hera didn't know why she wanted to go to a club, maybe to just knock it of her to do list which was very long. She saw Devin waving at someone.

"Who are you waving at?" Hera asked.

"Just a friend, here I will introduce you two." He quickly pulled her through the crowd and all the way too his friends. "Hera, these are some of my close friends. Shown and Cole they are real great if you get to know them."

"Oh, that is nice can I have something to drink, Devin."

"Yeah…I will go get us both two cherry sodas." Then Devin went off to the bar. He disappeared real fast in the dancing throng as if he wasn't even her. Hera stood next to Devin's friends. Who were suspiciously whispering something back and forth? She couldn't make out what they were talking about but they knew they were talking about something. Then, Cole came over, Hera suppose that was his name, to talk to her.

"So, what did Devin say or do to get you into his arms."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean he must to say something to get you to fall for him."

"No, he didn't say anything, he just treats me nice."

"Oh, well I can treat you nice to," Cole said while, slapping her ass which got the response of the slap in the face. Luckily, Devin came back at the right time to see the whole thing go down before it got out of hand. He rushed over their and put his distance between the two. He knew leaving Hera with Cole while he was drunk wouldn't be such a sharp idea. But, he gave him them benefit of doubt that he recover from rehab for his alcohol addiction. He led Hera quickly and put her into a eating both to have something to eat.

"Sorry, about that." He shyly smiles apagogically.

"It's okay; I guess I should watch myself around your friends."

"Not really, all my friends are good people and they do respect women. It is just Cole does have a drinking problem he is suppose too trying to fix for it did ruined a relationship he cared deeply about and… well he is devastated. For his girlfriend won't take him back unless he fixes, however by the time he got off his sorry ass to do anything about anything. It was too late."

"What happen?" Hera asked. Curious of what happen to the couple.

"Well, Carey which was Cole's former girlfriend had moved on. He said that she said 'she needs time for all his mistakes and when he fixes drinking problem then they could get back together. Though," he chuckled a little bit, "she used that time to move on and have him replace. I mean her objective was to break his heart like he did with all the drinking and cheating, then she succeed. Because look at him, he was devastated when he found out about that she had moved on. Don't get me wrong he didn't cheat because he didn't have will power. Cole is one of the few people that I know that has wonderful will power. It is just when he gets drunk, he gets a bit crazy. You know one time I found him in the ally way with a machine gun strapped to his back and a big 'X' on his tummy. Sleeping like a baby in a cradle. It was amazing. Then, there were other crazy moments, not just with the allies and the rare cheating. He is just devastated and I wish he figures out other ways to deal with the problem but this is how he deals with his depression and it is so wrong. It is so sad. I wish I could help him more then what I have already done."

"That is just sad."

"Yeah, it is." He muttered under his breath.

"So, what have you done lately?"

"Nothing, lately." She responded with a genuine smile.

They order their food and they began to talk like they have been together for years. As if the world has stop just for them. It seemed that the world was a perfect way to live, that there was no poverty, or people going without food. Soon a waiter stops by and takes their orders, for the evenings.

"May I take your order?" The young waiter asked.

"Hey, Patrick I have the usual and my date will start with the salad." Devin said very languidly.

Hera seemed a little lost. She didn't understand why Devin didn't order for her. But, just order her to start with the salad.

"You got Devin." He paused for a minute. He had this straining but relax look on his face as he was trying to remember something. "Oh yeah, Devin will like to try the new dessert we have."

"Sure."

"Okay, I'll that salad out right away for you young miss. You have a good time at the Scurry."

Hera smiled genuinely before proceeding to say thank you to the young man in front her. Then, he rapidly went off towards the kitchen to put in their orders. For the first time, Hera took a look around at this popular club. She had to admit the interior and exterior design of this little club was pretty amazing. She is enjoying the outcome of this place they are showing tonight. It has its little touches to it, without it being over done. A small fountain was in the middle of the clubs floor at the base and it was amazing. The fountain was not too small or too large. It did have a nice smooth silky run of water going down it, but some of the water was being very vaporous in the scene of the grime lights, but beaming lights were flashing off the fountain, making the water flowing down the fountain seem flawless. Then, the chandeliers were being a little presumptuous, yet it made the club seem almost serene which the club was the exact opposite. This little date Hera was having with Devin was going very well then she has ever predicted. The waiter came back to the Devin having something to say.

"Come on, Hera. Patrick just told me my room I usually have is now open and ready. Do you want to go or are you alright being right here."

Hera was about to say she was alright but she wanted to see this room, Devin was talking about. She grabbed his hand and Devin led her through the Dining area of the room. To this special room Devin had ready for them. It was beautiful and it had a better view of the club. Devin saw the look on Hera's, thinking that look on her face was priceless. He had to take a picture. Abruptly a flash went off in Hera's face. She was furious when that happen but she cooled off, kind of, when she saw it was Devin taking the picture.

"What was that for!" Okay, Hera wasn't so serene about the picture. Devin thought it was funny that she was getting very angry off something very so simple. Though, for some rational reason he could understand, for she was coop up on Olympus for the majority of her immortal life.

"Oh, it is a picture," Devin said very seldom.

"I know it is a picture," Hera was getting very aggravated, "But why did you take the picture."

He smiled looking at Hera like she was something new to him. As if he seeing her makes him feel new. "I thought you looked pretty when you saw the alcove over the club."

She seemed to calm a little bit when she heard that, so she asked if she could see the picture.

"Maybe, later because here comes our dinner." He pointed behind her as he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the medium size table in the alcove. The scrumptious feast laid in front of them seems really appetizing. They ate and laughed and enjoy each other company. The dispersing conversation was strange but it was calm as well. The night went on without any sudden interruptions and it was magnificent. Until, Devin had to go to the restroom.

"Hera is that you. What are you doing here?" asked a melancholy voice behind Hera. Hera didn't want to turn around in fear of who she might face. That didn't matter thought because the face behind here came in front here. It was no other than Aphrodite herself as beautiful as ever like always.

"Hello, Aphrodite it is a pleasure to see you here. Are you by yourself?" Hera asked not really caring for once.

"Uh, that isn't very important right. Why are you at the 'Scurry'," sounding very curious of the subject, "Are you here to catch Zeus in the act?" That statement had Hera jumping for her knees because she didn't know her husband was here. She hasn't been keeping tabs on him for several weeks now. What does the gods think she has been doing, Hera thought, they must think she has been following her husband. Hera decided to go along with whatever Aphrodite was leading on to.

"Yeah, that is why I am here. I was…checking up on my husband." Hera said.

Aphrodite didn't seem totally fool, but she was still fool by Hera's act of checking up on her husband.
"My, my you sure seem to have a lot of food her don't you think."

"Well, I figure I should get something to eat while I am her." Hera reassuring herself about what she said was true.

"That is good. That is good," Aphrodite said very casually. "So, do you mind if I order some white wine."

"Not at all," Hera was saying that way to confident but it did have a little of worry. If she remembers right, Dionysus said that white wine was becoming real expensive in the mortal world for no reason; he has tried to decrease the price of white wine by being generous of making sure a lot was able to be produce. But it didn't work at all.

"Waiter," Aphrodite approaches the waiter ordering the white wine.

"Yes, madam I will have the white wine as quickly as possible." Waiter respond to the request of the wine but he looked toward the Hera kind of confuse. He quickly went to find Devin before he went to get the wine from the wine cellar. He ran in him just in time to because he was on his way back to the young miss waiting for him to return.

"Hey, Patrick what is the rush?" Devin grabbed his arms, trying to get Patrick to speak and slow down.

"There you are Devin." He said as he tried to catch his breath.

"Yeah, here I am. So, what is the rush Patrick?"

"I was wondering if I should get the white wine for your table."

"Uh," Devin was stuttering for a minute because he knew the bill will already be high with the feast Devin had order for himself and Hera, "Did Hera tells you why she wanted white wine?"

Before Patrick said anything he finally got his breathing under control. "No, it was some other stunning woman that orders the wine. I mean she was stunning. I mean it was one of your old dates that I seen before." Devin began to walk while keeping one hand on Patrick's upper back. Thus, allowing him to push Patrick along with him. As soon as he saw the woman, he quietly began to rush out of sight making sure Patrick was in front of him when he rushed back, just in case they decided to look back. He was panicking because that was his mother that he accidentally dated. It disgusted him because she knew that she was his mother. He was the one now breathing hard and Patrick was looking at him like he was crazy.

"What is it man?"

He looked at Patrick like he was startled and was ready to die at the exact spot. "She orders the white wine?" Now, everything came clicking in Devin's mind and he knew his mother was trying to catch Hera doing something wrong. "Then, Patrick what are you doing get her the white wine and hurry about, please."

"Sure thing, just give me second."

He watched Patrick off and started to work on a little magic. His mother didn't know she was messing with a family that was stronger than the gods themselves. It is just they decided to go through the process of death, but they also live longer and stay younger longer than normal mortals. However, because his father decided to mess with a goddess he almost put his family in danger. Even if they could defeat the gods real easy they didn't want have to deal with a war if their children decided to get involve.

After a couple or soon minutes that passed, Patrick returned to Devin. "So, I deliver her the wine. Now what?"

"Um… do you want some dessert?"

"Uh… sure I guess?"

That is how Devin spends 30 minutes in waiting for his mother to leave. By the time, she did leave, Hera seemed like she ready to blow into something worst then he taken the picture.

"Sorry, that I am late. But I have a good reason," Devin paused for a minute seeing if Hera was going to say something, but it seemed as if she was ready for his excuse, "I saw the goddess that was here. So, I decided to lay low for a while. That is okay right." Hera had softened up; when she heard that, but she wasn't complete relax.

"So, what did you do while you waited for the other goddess to leave?" She asked, seeming very curious and suspicious of what he was doing. He just looked at her for awhile before answering. "I hanged out with Patrick." Hera just huff and puff because she didn't believe him when he told her that story. Devin called over Patrick to confirm what he did and he confirmed it straight on and when he confirm it she did kind of believe into it and seem to relax, more.

They sat their in laughter and small talk. Devin had his way with woman, and Hera is no exception. He is the world of someone new and that meant a lot to people for some reason. He is great person and a great looking person. And that is perfect. Hera was enjoying his company and Devin was enjoying her company. They were enjoying themselves; it had been a wonderful night. By the end of that night, Devin had paid the huge bill and Hera was telling him a childhood story with her foster mother as they left the dance floor.

Hera was looking a little bit lost but only a little bit. She kept a smile and was really that down like she was usually was.

"I had a good time, Devin." Hera said.

"That is good Hera, I am very happy that you had a good time." After, that statement they walked in silence back to Devin's car. He walked next to Hera, very nervous which wasn't like him. He was the slick, smooth, ride kind of guy. He was literally Zeus in a disguise but only better. He beat Zeus with looks by a skim, by a tight skim. If you like looking for the details of how Devin was better good looking, then do it, better yet don't waste your time. Devin had good income coming into him. He was always prospected as this good, devoted, cunning, caring man. Above all he was a player, who tricked women into loving him. He could steal a woman's heart in one night, in one day. Was Hera any different? She didn't know any different, she just knew that Devin was treating her better than Zeus.

As they, reached the car and Devin place Hera in the Passenger seat. Hera gave her the directions of were she wanted him to drop him off to and that was in front of the Empire State building or on the side at least. The ride to the building was like the first ride they had together, when they first met.

He gave his goodbyes to Hera, when they reached to the destination. He got out of the car and opens the car door for Hera. Hera stepped out of the car and looked at him. They stood right next to each other breathing in front of each other. She felt her heart quicken as he leaned towards her to kiss her, then as if she had no mind of her own she kissed back, she sighed into his mouth as their lips met. Their mouths moved in almost synchronization, and it was like kissing your favorite food with all the flavors it delivers. Devin lips connected with hers, as he entangled his hands in her hair. The warm calloused hands briefly caressing her skin in his hold, made a slow burn travel in her, sparking an invisible heat between the two of them. The passion in the kiss was unbelievable. Calmly, she put a restraining hand against his chest and he slowed his lips and released her face. When they let go of each other all they could do was look at each other.

"Goodnight then, milady," he murmured, brushing his lips across her cheek before repeating the action softly with his knuckles. Then, he got in the car and left without saying one more thing. "I hope I get to see again." All Hera did was giving a playful smile and nodded him off. He drove off without another word; expect leaving a rose in her hand, surprisingly. She shook her head, but the smile didn't leave her face.

She walked home in the warm-cool on the slivered pavement. It wasn't a long walk. But it was long enough for Hera to get her thoughts in control.

She walked on to Olympus. Wondering of the night that had happen right in front of her eyes; it was magnificent. She loved ever minute of it. From going to the Scurry to having that phenomenal kiss, it seemed everything was fitting into place and Hera was enjoying herself very much. Nothing could ruin the mood of how she was feeling. For the first time Hera felt like a pedestrian on Olympus and as she walked into her house and through her bedroom, she felt like a pedestrian.

She opened the bedroom door.

The room was cold and frankly she didn't mind. It was empty and lonely but it didn't feel that way on that night. She falls asleep for the first time without crying. She dreamed nicely without any worries and nothing could rue this night. The date was splendid and she happy for that dated. Despite the fact that, it was a wonderful date, Hera was despising herself as every minute that goes pass.

Still, she was surprised how she was treated; she was surprised she was being treated with respect and passion. Something that Zeus was too prideful to do himself, unless it was about leading a mortal woman about him, falsely. She felt like a true Queen in someone else's view, in another man's perspective. It was good and it felt right to her.

And that is how Hera and Devin began to date for the next several months.