Adair locked the door and turned towards Sean. "Adair, what the hell are ya doin'?" Sean asked loudly. "Where's Lilly?"

Adair rubbed her eyes deeply as the wolves groaned out, Lilly screaming and causing a huge fuss inside Adair's mind. "She's on a time out right now," Adair explained.

"A time out? Why?"

A frustrated sighed escaped the goddess. "She just tried to kill herself."

Sean's jaw went slack and his eyes went wide. "Seriously?"

Adair gave him a nod. "Yep, and there'll be no talking her down any time soon," she took a sharp intake of breath as her fingertips went to her temples, massaging them as her eyes closed tightly, "with the way she's fussing about in my mind right now."

"Shit."

Adair jerked her head to the side to crack her neck and she let out a small grunt before looking at Sean and dropping her hands. "So until further notice, I'll be out and she'll stay in."

"That sounds reasonable," Sean commented.

"Reasonable, me arse!" Lilly shouted. "Ya let me out, Adair, or I'll-"

"Or you'll what, Lilly?" Adair suddenly quipped. "You can't do a damn thing about this and it's for your babies' protection as well as yours. So shut the fuck up and calm your bloody arse down!"

"Don't ya tell me tah shut up, ya feckin' mongrel of a goddess!"

Adair rolled her eyes and folded her arms as Lilly continued shouting obscenities and insults. "Gods, the fury of this mortal! Sean, let's go tell the others what's going on."

Sean held up a hand. "Hold on, I have questions."

Adair pondered this for a moment. "...Alright. But be quick about it."

"First off, I thought only Lilly could control the transformations? Second off, I think tellin' the others about this is not the best idea right now, so let's think about this for a moment, okay? And third off, and this is for my deirfiúr, what the feck is wrong with ya, Lillian Rose Morgan?" Sean barked incredulously. "Tryin' tah kill yerself when ya got Arthur's kids on the way? Those children are literally a blessing from a goddess! Ya kill 'em, yer no better than Papa or Travis or Steven or all the others of Bronte's men that ya done killed!"

Adair blinked a few times in shock from the ferocity of Sean's anger. She didn't know he could get that mad. Suddenly she started chuckling and put a hand on his shoulder, leaning on him a little as her giggles turned into laughter.

"Oh, Sean," Adair wheezed.

"What's so fuckin' funny?" he inquired with an arched brow.

Adair went into full on cackling mode and threw her head back. After a few moments, she settled down enough to look the man in the eye. "Are you sure you two aren't actually related?"

A small, abrupt giggle came from Sean. "Yes, I'm sure, Adair."

Adair smiled brightly and sighed. "Alright, now. First question, usually only she can control the transformations. But like any other power, the user can lose control in stressful situations. I've made note of this with two other..." Adair hmmed and looked at Brian. "...similar incidents."

"When were those?"

Adair raised her head to think. "Let's see...oh," she said. "When we got attacked at the Penitentiary trying to get John out. Lilly was frightened out of her mind because she saw Leviticus Cornwall there and she knew what was about to happen. At least until Mr. Pierce intervened and managed to spare her life."

Sean blinked. "What? She never told me that Mr. Pierce saved her life."

Adair twisted her head. "Yeah, so while I hate that bastard with a burning passion, he did have Lilly's best interests in mind at that point. Anyway, Lilly was begging me to do something so that her kids could live, so I took control and made her "hide"."

"Hide? How?"

"With mental projections of images in the mind. As we've gotten more acquainted with one another, I've been helping her build her mental capabilities as well as her physical ones. So now instead of a dark place, Lilly can put herself in any place or time she chooses from her memories while I'm the one outside."

"So, where did she go?" Sean asked curiously.

"Under the Bartleby's house. That's where she used to hide when Bronte and his men would come looking for her," Adair mentioned sadly.

"Oh bloody hell. She was stayin' at the Bartleby's durin' all that?" Sean commented in surprise. "I honestly thought she moved in with the Nightfolk."

Lilly started howling with laughter inside Adair's head. "Are ya kiddin' me? I ate those fuckers fer breakfast, lunch and dinner."

Adair snorted into her hand. "Anyway, that was the first time. The second time, she and Arthur were fighting and Arthur completely crossed a line. Lilly was very upset, and that made me angry, so I shifted out and, uh, ahem," Adair put her hands behind her back, "I...knocked him on his bloomin' arse and choked him out."

Sean guffawed loudly. "Really? Oh, I woulda paid good money to see that over and over again!"

Adair snickered and lightly smacked his shoulder. "Yeah, it was pretty satisfying, if only for a few moments. So, question number two. Why do we need to keep this a secret?"

"Most of the staff and Patrick don't know about you. This will surely throw them for a loop and then some when they find out."

Adair blinked before arching an eyebrow. "As opposed to the other unbelievable, miraculous things ya mortals have had to deal with in the last year?" Adair grabbed his shoulder and shook it softly. "You all have handled everything splendidly. What else could possibly spook any of you?"

Sean scrunched his mouth up. "Okay, ya have a point, but now is not the right time, I'm tellin' ya."

Adair let go of him and stood up straight. "Alright. How do we play this?"

Sean stroked his chin while holding up his arm by the elbow, humming as he paced back and forth. "Give me a moment."

Adair, Brian and James watched him walk slowly along the floor, his boots scruffing along the floor.

"Oh fer fuck's sake, Sean! Pick yer feckin' feet up when ya walk! Yer gonna scrape up the god damn floor!" Lilly shouted.

Adair chuckled with a shake to her head. "Lilly says to pick up your feet when you walk."

Sean paused and eyed the Goddess of War, Death and Hunting. "I have an idea. Hold on," he said before exiting the room.

Adair waited for about five minutes, eventually sitting down in Lilly's desk chair and relaxing with her head back. Boy, what a life this was. Living among mortals inside the body of a human. Now that was something Adair didn't think would happen to her. It was strange, to say the least. At first, Adair had been skeptical about this whole reincarnation situation. She spent the first five years inside a small child, lying dormant and preparing for her ascension. She couldn't wait until she could return to Tír na nÓg.

But her mother had advised patience and that the right moment would present itself, so Adair did as she was told. As she watched Lilly grow in her early infancy, Adair found it difficult to not get emotionally attached. Lilly, from the very beginning, was an extraordinary individual and Adair was surprised how fast the little girl caught on with utilising her gifts. The Morrigan trained the chiseler well.

But then Lilly was bound by a special priest. A freemason with a knack for magic, Sir Jack the Godslayer had been told. Adair remembered the pain she felt as most of her being was stripped from her mortal host, only a tiny piece being able to cling to the small girl's psyche. The rest of her found a new, temporary home in the giant oak tree on the hill by the estate of Darach ar an gCnoc. Needless to say, living as a tree was extremely boring.

Then Lilly and her family had to flee Ireland, which caused the life force of the tree to wither away to almost nothing. That was particularly...difficult to handle. For years, the restrained goddess was confined to that damn tree, occasionally getting glimpses of Lilly's life back in America. That was her only source of the outside world, her only view of what life had been like for that little girl. Everything Lilly went through was shown through a tiny sliver of light in the darkness that Adair resided in for almost twenty years.

It damn near killed Adair to watch her vessel suffer as much as she did, but willing herself to lend strength and resolve to the child, Adair learned, was something she could do. And in learning that, Adair no longer felt completely useless. As the years went by, Adair also found out that she could whisper to Lilly, disguising her voice as thoughts and feelings. So, she encouraged Lilly to continue training her skills. After all, who could teach the girl better than a literal god?

Adair's pride in her unaware pupil grew over the years, and while she knew the relationship was one sided, the imprisoned goddess felt something akin to friendship with the young girl. A friendship that Lilly would eventually get to see.

So when Lilly returned to her childhood home, Adair was ecstatic. She could hardly contain her joy when Lilly found her way to the oak tree the night she came back home.

Adair had quivered with anticipation as she felt Lilly's life force grow near that night, aching for release from her wooden prison. And when Adair was finally reunited with Lilly, it was a painful process, but it was worth it. Especially when Adair could detect the little life forms inside Lilly's belly.

And yet Adair was still not free, once again fleeing from one prison to another, but at least being with Lilly again gave Adair a sense of renewed purpose. According to The Morrigan, things were all going according to plan, but Adair couldn't help but feel bad for Lilly. She'd lost the one person who truly mattered. Granted, a lot of other people did mean a great deal to the Irish lass, but Arthur was always Lilly's favorite person in the whole world.

Adair knew what that was like, so she definitely empathized with Lilly's troubles.

It was at that moment when Sean walked back in with a tin basin of water, a dark cloth and some clothes. "Alright, Adair. Let's get that war paint off."

Adair raised a brow curiously. "Why?"

Sean ambled over slowly, setting the water bowl, cloth and clothes on the desk. "You're gonna be Lilly for a while."

"Oh hell no!" Lilly snarled viciously. "Ya ain't gonna pretend tah be me!"

Adair sighed and leaned her head back. "Are you still suicidal?" she asked out loud.

"...No," Lilly growled through her head.

The goddess massaged her temples lightly, squinting her eyes shut. "Lilly, you're a horrible liar."

A small giggle escaped from Sean. "Ya'd think someone trained to be an assassin would be much better at deceiving people," he pointed out lightly.

"Well, to be fair," Adair mentioned as she got out of the chair and made her way around the desk. "Lilly never completed her training. Not with Bronte and not with my mother."

"...With your mother?" Sean asked, a befuddled expression on his face as he crossed his arms. "Lilly was trained by The Morrigan?"

"Yes," Adair replied, leaning herself against the desk. "Why do you think she loves climbing trees so much?"

Sean chuckled and scratched the back of his head. "You and I need to have a discussion about Lilly's childhood one of these days, but until then..." he dipped the cloth into the water. "Let's get you lookin' like the Irish mad woman herself."

"I am NOT a mad woman, Sean!" Lilly belted out in Adair's head.

Adair giggled while Sean started scrubbing her face with the wet cloth. "Don't make her mad, please."

Lilly continued grumbling about, Adair imagining the girl just pacing back and forth while Sean went on cleaning off Adair's face paint. Eventually Sean finished up and she unbraided her celtic knots from her hair before grabbing the clothes that Sean brought. After shooing him out, Adair dressed in a dark green button up shirt and black pants, examining herself as she looked down at her body.

"Well, what do you guys think?" Adair asked, looking at Brian and James. "Do I pass the Lilly test?"

The boys groaned at her, Brian standing and shaking himself as if he was wet with water. Adair shrugged and opened the study door to look at Sean. He studied her for a few moments, tapping his lips with a finger before humming and nodding.

"Yeah, that'll do nicely," he said. "But you should work on soundin' like her, otherwise this won't work."

Adair gave him an eye roll. "Oh please," she said in Lilly's voice. "I can mimic other people just as well as she can."

Sean lifted his eyebrows. "Huh. Alright, now just play the part and you should be fine. Now let's go, everybody's waitin' for ya in the sitting room."

Adair gave him a curt nod and walked with Sean through the hallway. "What for?"

"We had a, uh...family meeting," he explained somberly.

"About?" Adair asked with a curious brow.

"About Lilly. We're all worried about her, you know?"

They got to the sitting room door and Adair sighed. "Yeah, so am I."

Sean opened the door and Adair narrowed her eyes, waltzing through the doorway like she owned the place.

"Alright," she said in Lilly's voice. "What are ya mingin' melter's talkin' about in here?!"

Everyone stared at Adair with looks of shock and surprise...except Lilly, who leaned her hands on the war table, bowing her head and sighing.

"You think a god is helping Carman..." Lilly said, lifting her eyes to meet Adair's face.

Adair nodded. "I do. I know," Adair held up her hands, "that's a lot to take in, but...with the difficulty we've been having lately of not only finding her, but the immense hold she has on the supernatural? Yeah." Adair folded her arms. "We definitely have a rogue god on our hands."

Lilly looked to her husband who merely shrugged at her. The Irish redhead groaned and eyed the immortals in the room. "I don't suppose you guys would know which god or goddess is behind all this?" she asked.

They shook their heads. "Not a clue," Lugh said. "I shudder to think of it being one of the deities from our domain. This all seems too Egyptian." He looked at Cernunnos. "Do ya know if Set is planning another apocalypse?"

Cernunnos growled at him. "How would I know? I don't talk to him."

"Why not? You both have so much in common."

"Oh yeah?" Cernunnos snarled, turning his body to face Lugh. "Like what?"

Lugh glanced down at the god's legs before looking back up at Cernunnos. "Well, for starters, you both are up of animal parts."

As Cernunnos and Lugh started bickering at one another, an arched brow formed on Lilly's face. "Sorry, Egyptian?"

"He means that we're not the only immortals who exist," Brigid clarified as the two gods tossed about insults and threats. "Egyptian, Greek, Roman, Hinduism, Islam, Norse...they're all real. Or some of them were, at least."

Lilly's jaw dropped. "What? Even Christianity is real?!"

Brigid chuckled. "No, that one is not. Not entirely. It's basically a copycat of other religions. I will say, however, that the Bible is probably my favorite book."

While Lugh and Cernunnos were being held apart by both Ogma and Adair, Lilly gulped and glimpsed at her husband. Arthur looked as if his mind just exploded, but then he cleared his throat and turned around, walking to the bar at the end of the room. He grabbed a bottle of bourbon and poured some into a glass. As he took a giant gulp, Lilly frowned and approached a somewhat confused looking Brigid.

"Cernunnos, it's not worth it!" Ogma shouted as he pushed on Cernunnos' shoulders.

Lilly merely rolled her eyes at the dispute and gave Brigid a good stare before folding her arms. "Brigid, I understand you're not familiar with how humans work, but you can't just tell someone that kind of thing."

"What do you mean? What thing?" Brigid asked.

"Enough, Lugh!" Adair screeched as she yanked on the back of Lugh's armor.

"Look, I've been around you guys a good portion of my life, so a lot of things you guys say doesn't exactly phase me," Lilly explained. "But Arthur, he...he's still very new to all this. He didn't find out about any of this until two years ago."

Brigid blinked. "But he's been taking everything so well."

"I know, but-"

Adair grunted as she continued to hold Lugh back. "Lilly?! Brigid?! A little help here?!"

Lilly rolled her eyes again and looked at the fighting gods. "KNOCK IT OFF!" she roared.

A burst of transparent energy surged from Lilly's body and shook the whole room about, everyone else being knocked off their feet as a loud, vibrating thrum filled the war room. Pictures fell off the walls and books were practically flung from their shelves as the windows broke, pieces of glass clattering everywhere. All the alcohol glasses and bottles collapsed in on themselves and the war table, along with various pieces of furniture, were pushed several feet across the room before falling over. In a matter of seconds, the room was in tatters.

Lilly covered her mouth with both hands, a horrified expression stuck on her face. Groans and coughs echoed through the room as people struggled to get up. The door burst open, revealing Dutch and Tilly.

"What the hell was that?!" he barked out.

Adair was the first to stand up, albeit slowly, and she cracked her neck. "That..." she grunted and started massaging the back of her neck, "...was a testament to Lilly's training."

Other people from the household came floundering in after Dutch and Tilly, all of them surveying the disaster with looks of frightened awe. Lilly was visibly shaking and breathing through her tears as she looked around at what she had done.

"Lilly?" Tilly said quietly, walking over to her carefully. "Are you okay?"

Lilly gaped at Tilly, still shaking almost violently. "I...I..." she shrilled, taking deep breaths between her words. "I-I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."

"Ugh," Lugh groaned as he finally stood, bending his back and pressing a hand to it as he scrunched up his face. "You alright, old man?" he asked gravely.

"Yeah..." Cernunnos growled as he gradually sat up. "But I'm not old, ya wee bastard."

Lugh barked with laughter and helped him up. Ogma followed afterwards and Lilly turned to see Arthur was struggling to get up.

"Mo chuisle..." Lilly murmured before she collapsed to the floor.