"Wrath?"

Holly was sitting beside Lacy's coffin when she heard someone said her name. She turned her face and saw a blurred outline of a man standing a few feet away from her. She blinked away her tears, uncertain if he was real. She rubbed her wet face. When her vision cleared, she realized that he really was standing right there and Lacy was nowhere to be found.

Holly's body was frozen with fear. She was alone with him.

"It's you isn't it?" The sound of Fury's voice made Holly flinch. It must be one of her dreams. Fury couldn't be here, in Hades, staring down at her as if he recognized her.

When he stepped toward her, Holly panicked and pushed herself back. She had told Lacy that she wanted to see and speak with him. She wanted too. She did. But this moment was too surreal. Her back hit the hard side of the coffin behind her. Her eyes went to him on their own accord, taking in his features. It was something she hadn't done when they met face to face in human form earlier. When she saw him, she kept her eyes averted. Now, she was able to look her full. He was handsome, more beautiful than she remembered. His face was so much like Faron. His hair...his body...

The sight of him made her heart pound, her panties wet, and her mind panicked. Fury and Faron look like the same person! In human form at least. It was how Faron used to look like before he became abusive. Instincts told her she must get away from him. He was going to hurt her.

With his long legs he stepped closer to her.

"What did he do to you?" Fury asked her in a horsed tone, falling onto his knees in front of her.

He knew! He remembered her! How? Did he see her as Wrath and not Molly? Her body tensed at his actions and question. She pressed her lips together. Bring her knees to her chest, hugging them. "You're alive and safe that's all that matters." she said, closing her eyes. She couldn't stand to look at him.

"What did you exchange my life with?"

She couldn't tell him. Never. Holly shot up from the floor and felt her way up. She crawled into Lacy's coffin. She could feel Lacy's cold skin against hers in the dark. Lacy clasped her hands and the lights turned on.

"Are you planning on hiding forever?"

Holly answered with a series of incoherent sounds through her sobs.

"You said you wanted to see him. Did you change your mind again?"

"I want-want to talk-talk to him, but he...I did realize how much they look alike."

"You saw Faron and you were fine."

Holly swallowed a lump in her throat and cleared her voice. "That's because Faron didn't look like himself. His old self." She shook her head. "I don't know why but seeing Fury...Fury is like a clone of Faron. I know that they are two completely differently people, but my instincts tells me to run before he starts beating me."

"Your mind is imprinted by the version of Faron that you once knew. The young, handsome version of him, which is how Fury looks like now."

"This is too much at once." confessed Holly. "I can't handle it. I'm not ready to see him. I'm not. Lacy, please help me."

Holly hiccuped in relief as she realized she was lying on her bed in her bedroom in San Diego. Curling into a ball, she hugged a pillow to her chest and cried into it.

Fury stared at the coffin in the center of the room, wondering what the hell was going on. He didn't know where he was or how he got there, but he was glad to see Wrath again. She looked much more healthy and beautiful compared to the last time he saw her. Her hair was shiny, her skin was soft, but her eyes still had that haunted look. And it was all because of that Arcadian.

Fury didn't know who that Arcadian was, he must've imagined that he looked like him. He was probably having hallucinations from all the head injuries he was getting. That was sure to mess a wolf's vision up. There was no way that that Arcadian was him.

After the brutal beating he had received, he awoken in a field with no memory of his meeting with Wrath or the Arcadian wolf. He attributed the ache on his body was from when his pack had attacked him. Having no place to go, he aimlessly wandered until he happened upon his father's pack and joined them. Four hundred year later, it all came flooding back to him. Now he wanted to know what had happened after he passed out. She must have made a deal with her ex-boyfriend to stop him from killing him. The way the guy was behaving him, there was no way he'd let him go easy.

"Welcome to Hell."

Fury jumped. He looked down to see the little red headed girl sitting on top of the coffin, swinging her legs.

"What did you say?" asked Fury.

"Welcome to Hell." she repeated.

"I'm dead?" he said in surprise.

"No. Your body is asleep in bed. Your soul is here because of your guilty conscience."

That explained why Wrath was there. She must be dead and he was here to beg her for forgiveness.

"What happened to her?"

"I'm sure you can remember if you concentrate hard enough."

Fury thought back to that night. The disembodied sound of Wrath crying, a male grunting, and bodies slapping against each other, made him cringe and want to vomit. There was no mistaking what was happening. What the Arcadian was doing to her. And they were merely a few feet from where he was laying. He was that close and wasn't able to help her. Only listen and watch.

"Where is that bastard?! I'll kill him."

"Too late. He's already dead."

"How?"

Mintha shrugged. "Heck if I know."

"What about Wrath? Is she dead too."

"Might as well be."

"Is that her coffin?"

"No, it is mine. I sleep in it."

Fury looked the girl over. She didn't quite resemble a corpse or a shade for that matter. Maybe she really was a demon?

"Are you dead?"

"Why would you ask me that?"

"You sleep in a coffin."

"What? I have to be dead to sleep in a coffin?"

"So...you're alive?"

"Nooooo," she said sarcastically, "I hang out in hell for fun - of course I'm dead!"

The small size of the little girl reminded him of Trace and her mouth reminded him very much of Fang. He felt a mixture of protectiveness and irritation toward her.

"Since I got you here, what did you do to my eye?"

"I gave back what you lost."

Fury was confused by her answer and everything else she had said so far. "What?"

"It's not an infection. Your eye is that way because of your conscience."

"My conscience?"

"When that Arcadian was beating you your blood splattered onto Wrath. Some went into her eye. It manifested in you because you finally began to remember her."

"Where's Wrath?"

"Inaccessible."

Translation: She doesn't want to see you. Go away.

He understood why she didn't want to see him and it bothered him. But if that was what she wanted, he'll comply with her wishes.

"If you see her tell her...tell her I'm sorry."

"Sure."

Fury opened his eyes and found that he was back in his bedroom. His mind lingered on the unlocked memories and he savored the good feelings he had toward Wrath. She was a kind and giving soul. Undeserving of the fate she received. He hoped she reincarnated and would live a better life.

Mintha materialized inside Holly's bedroom. Seeing her like this made Mintha felt guilty for rushing their reunion. She didn't know that Fury and Faron were physically similar. It freaked Holly out and they are back to square one. It was all Mintha's fault. She had to fix this. Make Holly not afraid of Fury. As she left Holly's room and went downstairs a scheme began to form in her mind.

Mintha found Alex at his desk looking over the books. When she approached him, he looked up and smiled at her.

"Hey, Aunt Lacy."

"Hi sweetie. I need to have a word with you."

Alex put his books away pulled a chair out for her.

"Your mama needs your help."

Alex's face tightened with concern. "What's wrong?"

"It's about the mating thing and Fury."

"What does Fury have to do with it?"

"Traver didn't tell you yet, but Fury was you mama's fated mate."

"What?"

"She's in love with him, but can't get over the fact that he looks similar to her ex."

Alex might have not known the whole story, but he knew enough to understand his mother's feelings. "That's awful. Where is she? Is she okay?"

"She will be, but I'm going to need your help."

"Anything."

The Fate sisters were standing in a circle, holding hands. Hades and Savitar had left a long time ago to search for Lacy and Mintha on their own. Holly, they had already found in her home in San Diego.

Atropos had her eyes closed and her head dropped back. "Lacy is away from Holly." She opened her eyes and straightened her neck.

"How long do you think she'll take to return?" Clotho asked Lachesis.

Lachesis tapped her chin. "I'd give her about a week."

"Or less." said Atropto, "Lacy won't leave Holly alone that long."

"Which means we have to hurry with our plans with Holly before Lacy and Mintha comes back."

Mintha had everything ready for Holly's next treatment. For now, she was going to give Holly time to recover from her encounter with Fury and then she'll put her plans into motion. In the mean time, she was going to use her free time to help treat her mama's other patient, Dare. When her mama came back, she'll be happy to see that Mintha had helped lightened her burden.

Humming a cheery tune Mintha studied Dare's file and the notes Lacy had made. She closed the file and placed it over her lap. "So...you fear becoming a rapist like your papa."

Dare was laying on the couch, his mind aimlessly staring at the ceiling. When he registered what she had said his head whipped to look at her with outrage.

"As if you understand!" he barked.

"I don't have a papa so I don't know how that feels." admitted Mintha.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" asked Dare.

"Many things but we are not here to talk about me. We are here to talk about you and your immaturity."

"I'm not immature." said Dare, offended.

"I'm the doctor. Everything I say is true." stated Mintha. She opened his file and scribbled something down.

"What are you writing?" demanded Dare.

"Nothing. I'm coloring this drawing of a butterfly my friend gave me. Want to see? It's so pretty." She held up the picture to show him. "Look, I stayed in the lines."

"And you say I'm immature! What is wrong with you today? Are trying to mind fuck me?"

The drawing and file disappeared from her hands as she asked, "What's mind fuck?"

"Drive me crazy." he told her.

"I can't mind fuck you when you're crazy already."

"I'm not crazy!"

"Then what are you doing here?"

"You're the one who brought me here."

"Yeah, because you're cuckoo and I'm a doctor. I cure cuckoos."

"You said you're my parole officer!"

"I am intelligent. I have a lot of jobs." Mintha said arrogantly.

Savitar materialized in front of Mintha. His jaw ticking, he kept his gaze at Mintha. "This session is over."

Dare vanished and was returned to his cell before he was able to say anything.

As soon as they were alone he asked, "Where have you been?"

"Here and there."

"Your father's looking for you. He's worried."

"I'll go see him in a little bit." she said, although she didn't plan on doing that at all.

"Have you seen Mintha yet?"

Mintha played with her hands behind her back. "Yeah. She's close by."

"It's good that you got to see her again."

"Yeah." she said, "I've waited so long for this moment. To reunite with the one person that loves me."

A corner of her lips lifted and there was more color on her face than he had ever seen in thousands of years. Savitar reached his hand out to touch her face, but she turned away from him and vanished.

When Mintha materialized inside of the apartment Lacy owned, Holly was waiting for her. Mintha went into the small kitchenette to make herself some hot chocolate.

"Lacy," said Holly.

"Yes?" said Mintha. She wasn't looking at her but the brown liquid in the yellow pikachu shaped mug.

"What are you looking at?"

"The marshmallows...they're sinking." she said in a low eerie tone while intensely staring at the brown liquid stirring.

When Holly walked to Mintha and took the mug from her hand, she snapped out of her trance like state and blinked.

"Are you okay?" asked Holly.

"Never been better."

"Oh..um...good. So...do you have something to do with this?" Holly motioned to herself.

"Yes," Mintha admitted.

"You Freaky Friday me?"

"I totally Freaky Friday you."