Feyre:

We were called into the town house sitting room for a meeting among the inner court. I was told that it would be fast because we would be heading out almost as soon as it was over. Honestly, the words confused me because no one bothered to tell me where, exactly, we would be going to today, so I just continued down the stairs from the second floor with curiosity floating like a thick fog around me.

Cassian, Mor, and Azriel were sitting on one of the larger couches facing the fire place. Well, the two Illyrian males were sitting. Mor was sprawled on her back as the two rubbed her feet. I walked over and sat by Demetra who was on a loveseat across from them. She did nothing to hide her smirk as she watched the three and the hold Mor had over the both of them. I just shook my head and let out a small laugh.

It was early in the morning, six I think, so we were all still in our pajamas. And, man, it was quite the sight to see. Mor had on hot pink, silk loose pants with a matching long sleeved shirt. Demetra was dressed similarly but in a turquoise color. I was wearing dark blue, silk shorts with a matching shirt, but the sleeves were long with a gauzy material that showed my arms. Amren was the only one in actual day clothes of course. Azriel had grey sweatpants with a black undershirt. And Cassian... he was a whole new story. He was wearing bright blue, silk pants with a matching shirt, that was oddly similar to what the other girls and I were wearing. The only difference was, there were ducks scattered randomly across his. I don't mean the type of ducks that you hunt. No, they were, I kid you not, bright yellow, rubber ducks. The kind swimming in a child's bathtub. Once I saw them, I had to fight the urge to bend over and die out laughing.

Rhys finally arrived. He normally wore just his underwear to bead, but he bothered to put some black sweatpants on before he came down, though he was still shirtless. His six pack was on full display along with his sculpted chest and strong arms and... I should probably stop drooling now. To my right, I felt a pair of lips, that belonged to my friend sitting next to me, touch my ear. "You are so damn lucky."

I turned to face her for a second in confusion before I realized she was talking about the man that just entered the room. My man. My cheeks grew pink at her words and the set of violet eyes staring at me. His eyes darkened slightly as he took in the shorts and partially see through top I was wearing. Well he was getting a taste of his own medicine given that he literally just walked in here with no shirt on.

Rhys stood at the front of the room facing all of us instead of sitting down. "I'll make this quick because I'm in a bit of a rush today," his eyes twinkled at whatever thoughts crossed his mind as he continued talking, "Demetra, I need you to go check up on Feyre's sisters. While your there, check and see is Hybern has made its appearance or caused unsettlement in the Mortal Lands. Mor, you need to make a trip to the Court of Nightmares. I don't need any dissent planting itself there when we're about to go to war. We need your father fighting on our side. Cassian and Azriel, both of you will be checking on the Illyrian troops. Feyre and I will go along with you, but we will be going farther into the mountains, so I can help train her with her magic. Everyone, take as long as you need to carry out your tasks. Feyre and I's may take longer than the rest because we still have quite a bit of work to do. That's all, now go pack. We will be leaving shortly."

I began walking up the stairs when it hit me. The change in his demeanor as he was speaking, why he was in a rush, why he said I was practicing my magic when I had pretty much mastered it, taking longer than the rest, we were finally going to the cabin. Once I put two and two together, I ran upstairs to go and pack.

I was almost done when I heard a knock on the door. Taking a minute to calm my excitement and slight nerves, I slowly walked over to open the door only to have someone fly in and crash me in a back breaking hug. "Can't b-breath." The person immediately jumped off of me at my words. "Sorry, I'm just so excited." Once, I got my bearings back, I took in the sight before me and saw my golden friend standing there.

I got a closer look and noticed that she had a strange look on her face as if she was trying desperately to hold something back. When her face began to turn a purple red color, I grew concerned and curious. My curiosity would come back to bite me in a couple of seconds. "Demy, are you okay?" I asked my friend this cautiously because by the looks of it, she could combust at any given moment. That moment was apparently now as she opened her mouth and out a high pitched squeal came. "OH MOTHER ABOVE. IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING. MY SHIP IS ENDGAME," then quieter, she whispered to herself, "Mission log cabin is ago."

By this point, I was genuinely concerned with her mental health. I was getting ready to call the doctor, Marie I think, that helped me when I was wounded when Demetra noticed my skeptical look and attempted, key word: attempted, to address my worries, "Whew. I had to let it out. You know, just another one of those fangirl moments. I'm good now, but you need to know that you and Rhys are totally my otp. I mean when he walked in with no shirt on and you were in your see through, short pajamas, then the way you just locked eyes... and you forgot everyone was in the room...btw you totally would have jumped him if I hadn't of snapped you out of it... but...AHHHH it was like a sexy romance novel. I got goosies. Oh, and you have to record yourselves when you you know... do the deed, so I can see. I could also sell it and make high cash."

I'm pretty sure my eyes bulged out of my head at her words and my face looked like a strawberry. My mind had to take a couple seconds to comprehend what she had just said. Most of the terms she used were completely foreign to me too. What is a ship, fangirl, otp, btw, or goosies. It was like she was speaking a whole different language, I was dumbfounded. They were most likely sayings from the mortal land. Yes, I know I was a mortal at one point, but when you live in a back water village, near the border, in the middle of nowhere, and you hunt for most of the hours in a day, you tend to not be up to date with the popular sayings, trends, and gossip. Now listening to Demetra, I'm thankful for my isolation.

Hesitantly, I responded, "No, I will most certainly not record myself doing it, you perve. And even if I did, I would not give it to you to sell."

She looked disappointed but came back with another request, "Well, you have to tell me every single detail when you come get back. By the way how long do you think you'll be gone. I think in a week you'll be sore, dead, and not able to sit properly."

For some unexplainable reason, I actually contemplated her prediction, "Well, last time we stayed in the mountains for a couple of days, but we were short on time and had to go home. Now that we have more time, I imagine we could last way longer. I mean, I'm one of the most powerful high fae and he's pretty much the strongest High Lord in our recorded history, so our mating almost needs to be longer than normal people's."

I didn't think I could have any more concern or worry this morning, but she proved me wrong when a mischievous grin crossed her face. "If you're going to last that long, should I be expecting a niece or nephew shortly?" Demetra wagged her eyebrows at me.

Truthfully I kind of cringed at the thought, of course I want children, just not now. We're in the middle of a war, and I don't think I'm ready yet. Maybe after a hundred years with my family, our world will be more peaceful and I'll be more prepared. Luckily there's a solution to my worries. "I actually don't have to be worried about that. I've learned of a few more powers that I've been given. I can transport things into that air pocket of nowhere and I can teleport objects places without having to physically be with them. I have the mist. And I've been focusing on my healing powers recently because I figured it would come to be useful in these upcoming months, which among things like healing injuries and somehow curing diseases, I figured out that I'm able to prevent myself from getting pregnant. Of course, there will be children someday just not now."

"Boy are you one lucky girl. I so wish I had your powers."

I just shook my head and laughed a bit. "Well you're one of the only mortals that can teleport and you're the queen of a big chuck of territory. That definitely amounts to something. I was just the poor girl that was in the right place at the right time.

Suddenly getting serious, she looked me straight in the eye. "Feyre, you are not just a lucky poor girl. You're a skilled huntress, you're the savior of Prythian, you saved my life, you're about to mate a High Lord, and you're about to unite all the courts in battle. Now that last one especially is something that not just anything can pull off. Be proud of yourself. Own your accomplishments."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah. I get it, we're both amazing. Now I have to finish packing so we can actually go sometime today."

Demetra jumped to attention and almost dashed out the door. On her way out she yelled back at me, "I WILL NEVER GET IN THE WAY OF MY SHIP COMING TRUE." That girl scares me sometimes, but I love her anyway. Demy's and amazing friend and addition to the family.

Rhys and I stepped out of his childhood house after saying goodbye to Cassian and Azriel. Before we winnowed away, I needed to tell him what I had told Demetra earlier this morning. I went on and told him about my new powers and how I wanted to wait on having children. He had a happy grin on his face which caused a wave of relief to wash over me. "I agree, I don't think I'm quite ready either. I need more time to be selfish and have you all to myself before I have to share you."

He grabbed my hand and winnowed us to the boundary around the log cabin. Once I felt my feet hit the snow covered ground, I felt a pair of lips at my ear. His warm breath sent tingles up my spine. "I've waited so long for this. Now, are you ready to be ravished?" I was a bit frozen at his words and didn't know how to respond.

Rhys took the blush that crawled across my cheeks as a yes and decided to pick me up bridal style and run towards the door. Immediately when we entered, I was laid gently on the couch and a body crawled on top of mine. With his lips inches from mine our eyes locked and he whispered, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for this." Then he crashed them together.

Eventually my lips were released and he started trailing kisses down my neck, sucking and nipping every so often until finally he reached the spot of pleasure where my neck met my shoulder. Before he sucked down hard on it, he whispered into my skin, "I'm going to take my time with you now and give you so much pleasure that you'll forget everything except my name, yours from my moans, and one four letter word. F-U-C-K."

Our clothes were discarded, ripped apart and thrown somewhere across the room. After that, I fell into oblivion.

Hey y'all. On my bio, where I'm now putting the status of my stories, I said that I would be posting this chapter yesterday. Well as you can see, that didn't end up happening because my internet was down, so I couldn't finish writing/typing this chapter. Then, I tried to do it this morning, but our power went out because a storm just came through and nocked down about five electricity poles right by where I live and my computer and phone were dead. So then I tried to type this chapter again once the power was back on, but the internet was down again. Now, after writing certain parts of this chapter over five times, I've learned that storms suck and I really need to get somebody to fix my wifi.

So as you may have noticed, I didn't actually include the log cabin scene. If any of you have read Fire Will Prevail, you know that my lemon scenes are absolutely terrible. I personally don't think my fluff and kissing scenes are very good either. This is probably due to lack of experience just because I am still pretty young and haven't, again, experienced this stuff yet. Yeah, so sorry to anyone who was expecting that. If you would like, just go back and reread that one chapter towards the end of ACOMAF.

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Oh, I have one more question that I need some advice on. I am thinking about posting A Repeat on some other fanfiction sites. It's currently up here of course and on Wattpad. I was thinking about putting it on Archive of Our own/ AO3, FictionPad, Quotev, and maybe tumbler. What do y'all think? Should I even post them somewhere else? If so which ones? I'm really torn on it and I really need some other opinions on the matter. Please review with what you think!

Also, Happy New Year. It's currently 1:30 pm where I live, so we're officially in 2019. Yay!

-Anna