"So you're telling me that all of this happened without my knowing?"
"Well yeah."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought it would just pass and that we'd leave Greece without a hitch."
"You would have missed him."
"Yeah… I know."
"… We could move to Greece Nikita. I have no problem with it. Maybe my parents at first but they'd get over it."
"No Roscoe. We're not moving to Greece."
"Why not? I don't understand."
"Even though I'm allowed here in Greece, I just don't want to stick around."
"So what are you saying?"
"… We're leaving according to plan."
Roscoe pulled out his phone and speed dialed Alex. After two four rings she picked up the phone. "Hey Roscoe." She greeted.
"Hey Alex." He greeted back. "So hey, what are ya doing?"
"The tour group and I are back at the hotel. Where are you?"
"It's a long story."
"Is it about Nikita and the gods?"
"Huh? What? No! Why would you say that?"
"She told me the truth."
"Oh. What else did she tell you?"
"That the god Anteros is in her heart."
"Yeah…" He drawled out. "Ok look, not meaning to change the subject but can you leave with me?"
"Say what?"
"We're leaving Greece today and I was wondering if you would want to come with us."
"Roscoe, as much as I would love that, my parents wouldn't allow it. They even haven't met you yet."
"Right." Roscoe slapped himself in the forehead. "Right." He repeated more sadly.
"But hey, what about we keep in touch and we can meet again. Then maybe you could meet my parents and see then."
"Ok." He nodded his head even though he knew she couldn't see him. "That could work."
"She's really leaving him?" Alex asked suddenly.
"Uh… yeah."
"Why? Why is she leaving him?"
"As I said before, it's a long story."
"Go ahead. I have unlimited minutes."
"What are you saying?" Anteros asked his hands on Nikita's upper arms.
"I have to go." She said again.
"I know that. Why though? Why are you leaving?"
"Your brother is still pissed at me. If I stay here I'm still in danger."
"You're in danger anywhere you go Nikita."
"I know Anteros but here in Greece the danger levels are multiplied. I-I just can't stay here. At least not now."
Anteros sighed and his head bowed down in sadness. "I don't want you to leave." He said softly.
"I know I wish I didn't have to leave either but I just have to. For my own safety." She moved her hand up and placed it under his chin. Lifting his head so that his eyes meet hers she added, "I will come back, and soon." She placed her lips on top of his then. He kissed her back and the two lovers embraced. They pulled away moments later.
"You do promise to come back?"
"I promise. I'll back next year the very moment school's over."
"I'm holding that to you my love." His hands trialed down her arms and they fell onto her hips.
She smiled sweetly at him and she snaked her arms around his neck. Whenever she's near him she feels so young, like 3,000 years younger young. "I hope I don't make you wait that long my darling." He pulled her into another kiss before releasing her. Her arms fell limply to her side. She walked a few steps backwards away from him. She looked at her father who stood feet away from Anteros. "Goodbye again father. I will see you in a year."
He bowed his head at her. "I will be looking forward to it my daughter."
With a nod she turned her head away, leaving her eyes on Anteros for a few moments before turning completely away. Roscoe, who was already on the pegasus that is supposed to take the airport. Roscoe looked at her. "Alex texted me and said that the bus is already moving and that they should in an hour 15."
"Good. That gives us enough time to get there." She pushed herself on top of a winged horse's strong back. Without looking back she kicked the pegasus and the horse started off with a run and then started to fly into the air. Roscoe's pegasus followed the other and the two started their way to the International Airport of Central Greece.
Alex kissed Roscoe goodbye and waved to the two as they started to board their airplane. The time 5:30pm. Roscoe started to say how much the 16 hour plane ride is going to suck, again, and that he already misses Alex. Nikita only remained silent as she carried her carry-on into the plane. It was another 15 minutes before the plane took off. Nikita looked out the window as Roscoe beside her kept on chattering. She could see in the distance the proud Mount Olympus, the home of her love. She closed her eyes and sighed. Turning her head away from the window she pulled out her IPod and stuck the little buds in her ears. Time to tune out the world.
Approximately 10:15 am the plane landed in San Francisco International Airport where Roscoe's eager parents awaited for their arrival. "Oh my baby!" Madison yelled as she took her son into her arms.
Roscoe's father was a bit more discreet as he welcomed his son. "My boy! There's my tough son!" Giving his only sons a death grip hug Nikita stood silently.
"Dad!" Roscoe yelled as he pulled himself out of his father's arms. "I may be fine but that doesn't mean you can kill me."
Madison giggled and turned her attention to Nikita. "Hello there. How was your trip? Was it as bad as you thought?" Placing her hands on Nikita's upper arms the way Anteros did made Nikita's senses snap.
She looked into Roscoe's mother's eyes. Instead of her blue eyes stood amber eyes with a slight tint of yellow. "Anteros?" 'Madison' winked. Nikita giggled slightly. "I thought your powers couldn't extend past Greek's borders." She spoke quietly.
"Let's just say I have to do a whole bunch of stuff now to pay for doing this." She could hear Anteros' personality behind Madison's voice.
Nikita giggled then and smiled. "Just keep it G rated please."
'Madison' smiled. "I'll try." Nikita wrapped her arms around the body before her completely forgetting that it was actually Madison's body. "Oh!" Madison's voice, now void of any sign of Anteros, explained. Nikita pulled away, a small tint on her cheeks. Madison chuckled. "Roscoe honey, what did you do to her that she's so happy to see me?" Madison turned to face her son.
"I didn't do anything!" Roscoe raised his hands up in innocence.
Mr. DeSoto chucked and stood before Nikita, his arms crossed over his chest. "Didn't do anything or is it the lack of not doing anything?"
"Why am I always to blame!" Roscoe yelled out as the three laughed.
The four of them left to collect the luggage and within 30 minutes they were in the car going home. Nikita looked out of the window. Roscoe poked her in the shoulder. She turned her head and he leaned in to whisper to her. "Are we going to tell them?"
Nikita sat in silence for a few moments in thought. She looked at the rear view mirror to look at herself. She smiled and without looking at her protector she said, "Mr. and Mrs. DeSoto? I have something I need to say." Two pairs of eyes looked in the rear view mirror, their eyes meeting hers. "I'm in love with a Greek god."
Well that's the end. Tell me if I should do an epilogue. I probably will but oh well. Please review.
