A/N: Sorry I haven't been posting lately. I had a butt load of complications and writer's block issues. I'll be posting more now though. Love you guys. Disclaimer: In no way do I own the rights to the iron fey.
Puck
I sighed and knocked on the door. "Lori, you okay in there?" I place a hand on the door. These locks have nothing on me. I whispered an opening incantation and the door zapped me. Zapped me! I cursed under my breath. "The hell, Campbell?! What was that?!"
"What?" She asked, sounding half-asleep.
"The door zapped me."
"Wasn't me." She opened the door. "What do you want?"
"Just wanted to check on ya. Geez." I rubbed the back of my neck.
"Again?" She raised an eyebrow. "That's the sixth time tonight. It's like two in the morning to me. I'm not dead yet."
"Just making sure." I blushed slightly. "You know... to make sure you haven't been kidnapped."
"Yeah." She snorted. "Can I go to sleep now? Please?"
"Sure." I kissed her forehead. She backed up and closed the door in my face. I turned and came face-to-face with Aphrodite. "Geez! You pop out of nowhere."
"I must speak to you." She looked worried and stressed out.
"Yeah. What's with the doors? My arm is a little sore from the-"
"Never mind that. This is more important. The life of your future child depends on this conversation." She placed her hands on her hips.
"My future what?" I blinked.
"Not here." She hissed, pulling me out to a terrace with plants all over the place. It felt just like home. The same hum of glamour and energy and everything. "Goodfellow, pay attention," she snapped. I looked at her and she sighed, hair floating around her like a golden halo. "About your child..."
"Yes?"
"It's better if the oracle explains it. This is the only time she does this for free. This is serious, Robin Goodfellow." She clapped and a short, wrinkled woman with only one eye and barely enough wavy gray hair to cover her head came in.
"Robin Goodfellow. This news must not reach Lorian. If the poor child hears this, she will be heartbroken." The oracle's eyes met mine.
"That depends on what this is about." I crossed my arms.
"Tell him." Aphrodite nodded. "Try not to do the whole rhyming poem thing. He's a faery. They're not the sharpest knives in the armory." I pouted.
"Hey- I'm actually pretty sma-!"
"Alright." The oracle sighed. "Your perfect day will come to ruin by bloodshed and despair. Lorian will be taken. Within a few months you will reunite with her but she will be carrying Hades' child. The moment the child is born, you must kill it."
"No."
"Goodfellow, this is not a request. If you do not... your child will pay dearly for it."
"What does my child have to do with this?" I raised an eyebrow
"Hades' child - his daughter - will try time and again to kill yours. Many things will be her motive. Protect your child, Robin. Protect the good one when you still can." The oracle advised.
"I can't kill Lori's kid. Get someone else to do it for you. I'm not hurting an innocent baby."
"You must." Aphrodite pleaded. "The child will only cause my daughter grief."
"I'm not hurting it." I crossed my arms. Meghan came in.
"Hey, how's Lori?"
"She's fine." I sighed. "Just fine."