I didn't know how long the both of us sat on his black couch in the dark room that was only illuminated by the streaks of moonlight that travelled in through the relatively big glass windows. But I didn't really bother about the time as I had fully immersed myself in asking him the questions that had been on my mind from the very beginning of my Greek myth addiction.

Hades (It was kind of difficult to call him Aiden now) knew so much more than me, and I envied him for that. Who knew how many years he had to attain new knowledge and skills? He basically knew everything that had ever existed in the world. I felt stupid in comparison, still having the smartness of an average twenty-two-year-old mortal. But he comforted me and answered my questions patiently, even cracking a joke here and there, which always succeeded to make me smile.

Of course, the first thing I asked him about was the other gods and goddesses.

"Let's start with…" I paused to think of a name, and then I immediately said, "Aphrodite."

In an instant, he simply answered, "Aphrodite is Valerie Deyn."

My mouth fell open in an instant. I know of Valerie Deyn. She was an extremely famous supermodel who graced the runways in exotic places like Milan, France, London and Los Angeles. Though there were many other models that had blonde hair and blue eyes, her blonde hair and blue eyes were extremely different. Her hair reached her waist and it was in an impossible shade of platinum blonde, many hair stylists couldn't conjure up a blonde dye in her shade. And her icy blue eyes could immediately send a shiver to anyone's spine. She was tall, even without heels, and very slim, with skin the colour of peaches. I have always wondered if she had gone through some sort of surgery to make herself look that beautiful, and I know now that it was just her natural goddess beauty. But of course, she had many flaws. Her most famous was her very long string of well-known boyfriends.

I let the surprise soak into my skin before I finally said, "How about Ares?"

Hades kept silent for a few seconds as he thought to himself.

"If I recall, Ares is in the guise of a soldier named Rick Drakon and is deployed in Afghanistan."

My eyes widened in shock. "Afghanistan? Are you serious? What if he gets hurt?"

Hades simply shrugged his shoulders as he replied nonchalantly, "He's kind of known as a 'super soldier' in his troop, 'cause he never attains any injuries during battles. He has been shot numerous times and at one point been cornered by soldiers of the opposing army. But he heals quickly and always manages to beat anyone in hand-to-hand combat, all thanks to his fast-healing body and his godly strength. But if he ever returns from war, he would usually go straight to wherever Aphrodite was."

I understand the last part, having read numerous stories of Ares and Aphrodite's intimate relationship.

"Of all things he could do, he chooses to go to war?" I asked in utter disbelief.

Hades shrugged again. "His lust for war has never ceased, even until now."

Of course. Ares was the God of War, Violence and Bloodshed. Realizing that, it seemed that being a soldier in the middle of a raging battlefield seemed too appropriate for him.

"And what of Hephaestus?" I asked him immediately, quick in changing the subject.

Again, he paused as he tried to recall what of the crippled blacksmith god.

"Nobody knows much of what he is doing now," he replied. "All we know is that his mortal name is Henry Burns and he works as mechanic. Some of us visit him once in a while at his home in Georgia. Overall, I would say that he, out of all of us, is the one living the simplest life."

"Isn't he crippled?" I asked him.

"Well, not quite. He limps quite badly, but he isn't fully handicapped."

I sighed in pity. Poor Hephaestus. In all the stories I've read about him, he was a lame god due to his disability and was often made fun of by the others. It was even worse when Aphrodite, his own wife, had cheated on him several times.

Speaking of which…

"Is he still married to Aphrodite?" I asked him entirely out of curiosity. I've read that he was still married to Aphrodite, while in others he divorced her. So I wanted to know which the actual truth was.

Hades shook his head and said, "He's divorced from her now. He can't take any more of her flings, especially now that she practically has every rich mortal man falling to her feet. But he's not married, saying that he did not wish to think of it. Honestly, I say 'good for him'. He didn't deserve that sort of pain."

I nodded my head in agreement. Indeed, it was cruel for Hephaestus to be treated in such a way when he himself is an Olympian. It was just so cruel.

"How about Athena?" I asked him once again.

I will admit that I was quite ashamed to ask so many questions, but I was extremely curious. I mean, why wouldn't I be curious when I've just found out that I was actually a Greek goddess who has an extremely powerful family and a powerful God-King as a husband? (Though in truth, I still referred 'Aiden' as my boyfriend at the moment.)

"Athena's made use of her years on Earth by being devoted to studying," Hades informed me. "Throughout the first half of each century, she would always enter a university and major in any topic she chooses. I think by now, she must have attended every university and college on Earth and have majored and minored in nearly all the topics that was offered. She goes by many names, but if I recall, she's now known as Elizabeth Craiss."

Wow. I was definitely impressed by that feat. It seemed like the Goddess of Wisdom never did stop searching for new wisdom and lessons. Who knew how many graduation caps she owned? I think I would be dizzy if I were to attend all the universities and colleges on Earth and have a vast knowledge on every subject offered. But I definitely applaud her for that. Who knows? She may be able to even win against Albert Einstein or Stephen Hawking. Or both.

But just as I had opened my mouth to ask the next question, Hades cut me off.

"I think you had better let me explain this one," he told me, to which I obediently complied.

He took in a very deep breath before he began.

"Artemis and Apollo are now known as Diana and Kris Archer, collectively known to the mortals as 'The Archer Twins', though if you see them, you wouldn't think they were twins at all. Hermes goes by the name of Zachary Wright, while Dionysus goes by Jake Heron. The four of them live together with Hestia, whose mortal name is Portia Flare. The five of them constantly move around, but they stay as one pack. Sure, one of them would leave at some point for an unknown length of time, but they would always return. Athena joins them when she is on vacation, but leaves once she has to return to school."

I remained still for a while, trying to absorb the new information that was given to me at one go. I couldn't help but smile at the fact that Apollo and Artemis were known as 'The Archer Twins', because they were both famously known as archers. I also couldn't help but notice that Artemis took the name of her Roman counterpart, Diana. I chuckled when I heard Hestia's surname 'Flare', because it obviously refers to the flare of a hearth, which she is a goddess of.

"I would like to meet the five of them, including Athena," I murmured. "They sound very nice."

Hades nodded to me. "They are nice. When we were still gods, you used to always hang out with the six of them while you're back on Earth, whenever you were free of your mother. You had a very close sisterly relationship with Artemis and Athena. Apollo, Hermes and Dionysus were your closest half-brothers. And Hestia was like your second mother. In fact, she was a second mother to the six of them as well. She had always taken care of you and them for as long as I could remember."

I sighed wistfully as he told me that. I tried to imagine myself sitting in a field of flowers, making flower crowns and giggling with the Hunting Goddess and the Wisdom Goddess, while the three gods would be nearby doing their own business, with Hestia watching over us from a distance with a smile on her face. That would have been a very nice memory.

Too bad I couldn't even remember it.

"Okay," I muttered. "Let's talk about your brothers now. Starting with Poseidon."

Hades sat back against the couch, tilting his head up to look at the ceiling. I shifted closer to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his lean chest. His arm encircled me and held me gently.

"Poseidon owns an aquarium. His love for marine life never did die, because he still thinks of himself as the God and King of the Oceans. But when he is forced to use his mortal identity, he uses the name 'Seamus Trent'."

In that very instant, I sat up in shock and stared at Hades with wide eyes, with him staring back at me just as confusingly.

"What?" he asked.

"He came over to my house one day," I muttered slowly.

His eyebrow rose in further confusion. "Who?"

"Him… Poseidon... As Seamus Trent," I babbled.

Hades' eyes widened to match the size of mine and he sat up as well. He gripped my arms gently and asked sternly, "What did he do to you, Persephone? Tell me the entire truth. Swear upon the river Styx and the Great Mother Gaia that you say nothing but the truth."

I remained still as I looked at the worried and slightly angered expression of Hades. This was the first time he had let his protectiveness of me show, and I was surprised by how fierce it was.

With a shaky voice, I said, "I swear upon the river Styx and the Great Mother Gaia that he had done nothing to me. He had only come tom my house to look for my mother, but I shooed him off as fast as I could."

His hands stayed on my arms for a little while more as he scrutinized my face, probably trying to see if he could detect any hint of lying.

I felt a bit heartbroken then. "Don't you trust me?" I asked him sadly, waiting for rejection.

His eyes then widened in fear and he started stammering, "No! No, don't take it the wrong way! I do trust you! It's just that…." He hesitated for a while, and then he breathed slowly, "I'm just worried that Poseidon may have done something to you. Though he is my younger brother and I love him as much as I do the rest of my family, I am unhappy with his repeated acts of philandering with young women, especially when he forces them into it. I was just afraid that… he …. you…."

The sadness in my heart at the thought of Aiden not trusting me immediately disappeared and I softened when I saw the genuine concerned look in his eyes. I leaned in and gave him a soft kiss to his lips to give him reassurance.

"I swear on my own life that he had not done anything to me. So stop your worries, Hades."

That seemed to cheer him up a bit, for a small smile appeared on his lips and his finger rose to trace my cheekbone.

"Why do you think he came to my house?" I asked, my tone solemn and serious.

Hades then looked down onto the floor and he began to look hesitant to answer. I didn't want the silence, and immediately reached out to squeeze his hand gently as I pleaded for him to tell me.

"He was searching for you and Demeter," he murmured, "just as the rest of us had been. But none of them had searched for you as much as me. It's been fifty years, and I have been searching for you until no end. I have been up day and night, trying to find you. I scoured every continent, every country, every state and every town for fifty years, hoping that I would find you in any one of them. And I finally have…"

Desperation overtook him then, and he suddenly leaned in closer to me, pulling me into another embrace, as he pressed his lips against mine. I could taste the desperation on his lips very clearly, and I kissed him harder to try and wipe it away from him. I twined my fingers in his hair, grasping his short and messy black locks tightly as his hands pressed against the small of my back.

"You didn't tell me…" I gasped breathlessly when he released my lips to kiss my neck. "About Zeus and Hera…."

Hades groaned and murmured against my skin, "Can't you ask another time?"

I did not really want him to stop, but basically, this was my first time being in a situation so… intimate. Despite the fact that I was a married woman at heart, it still made me extremely nervous and I needed time to slowly get accustomed to this sort of affection yet again.

"Appease my curious spirit first, Hades," I told him sternly in the most 'old-fashioned' manner of speaking I could manage.

I could hear him sigh in defeat against my skin and he pulled away to look at me with furrowed eyebrows. "My Persephone always knows how to make her give me what she wants," he murmurs in a playful tone but a look of dismay.

I snapped my fingers and said, "Answers."

Hades rolled his eyes and said, "You'll get really shocked. I swear to you."

I raised an eyebrow and cocked my head to the side. "Please. I just found out that I am actually a Greek goddess and a queen, I come from the most powerful family in Greek history and that I was actually married to you for a thousand years without knowing. Nothing will shock me."

He looked at me as though I had just spoken gibberish. But then, with a deep breath, he said, "Zeus is James Evans."

And at that moment, I shouted, "What?"

"I thought you said nothing will shock you," he said to me playfully.

I didn't pay him attention as I tried to let that piece of new information in. But it was too big to be true.

James Evans? Entrepreneur and owner of Evans Industries, one of the most richest and striving businesses in the world? James Evans, who made into the Rich People list countless times? James Evans, the one who had more flings than I had teeth?

"So if James Evans is Zeus," I murmured breathlessly, "does that make his wife Vivian…"

"Hera," he said. "Vivian Evans would be Hera."

I stayed still as I let all the talk of the Greek gods and goddesses save itself into my brain like a computer. This was so much to take in. And all in one night.

I then felt his hand on my shoulder, and I looked at him and saw that the concerned expression had returned.

"Perhaps it's time I take you home," he said comfortingly, with the best smile that he could manage.