Imagine the dancing and singing scene from Disney's Snow White? This is just like that! I loved that scene. I hope you get as much joy in reading that I did writing it.

Yours Truly,

Lillykins (^_^)

A few hours into the night, he woke my snoring ass up and told me that there was a Spartan camp nearby. As I caught up to him, we heard the clanging of pots and pans in the distance. The sound of men talking and laughing came closer as we walked. Fire and light shining through the trees and bushes.

" We must be close to the camp. Our Spartan brothers always follow orders."

" What kind of camp would be out here?"

" I still have allies of Sparta, inculding your father. After he had heard the news of you, he shows no respect or honor towards the Olyumpians."

" Everyone knows what happened?"

" No. I am going to leave you in the hands of my brothers. One of them are going to take you back to the city. It is too dangerous for you to accompany me."

We had approached the last set of bushes that hid away the camp. We walked through and every man stopped in their tracks to look at us.

" Look! Its lord Kratos and Goddess Maliyah!" Everyone got on one knee and bowed.

" Rise, brothers." He surprisingly grabbed my hand.

" Kratos!" A masculine voice shouted from the back. Taking me with him, Kratos walked further and the men met. They grabbed eachothers forearms like handshakes.

" Deimos."

" Kratos."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Max burst through the tent.

" Maliyah?"

" Max?" We ran towards each other and he kissed my two cheeks and forehead.

" I thought you were dead!"

" I thought I was dead, too. But someone came and saved me." I joked.

We are all having a good time, laughing, drinking, singing. A soldier that had experience in the Greek instruments was playing a high beat precelebrating their pre-victory against Olympus. Kratos was in the tent, isolated from everyone as usual, and I was sitting in between Max and Deimos watching everyone fool around. One soldier named Jason came over to me to dance. I was the only girl in the camp and no it did not intimidate me because I was immortal and I had two beasts st my sides: Kratos and Max. I took his hand and I got up to dance. He courted me and took my hand in his and I got up to dance with him. Max and everyone around us was laughing and clapping. It was fun. As we danced soldiers in the background were shouting 'hey' as the beat went on. It was hilarious how all the drunk people were tripping over their own feet. Evrybody that was sober were either sharpening weapons or or practicing combat.

Our dance ended with laughs. Kratos, the always-frown-on-his-face came out of the tent when everyone was settling down and got quiet. Kratos took some men back into the camp, the serious ones, and his brother to make and modify more plans. Max and I were left outside with a couple other men to talk.

" So, you and Kratos, huh?"

" No...yes...I guess! He's giving me mixed signals. Yet I don't know if its official."

" Well I think it's going to work."

" SURE you do."

" I'm serious. He needs a wife and child or children, you need a husband and children."

" I don't NEED a husband... I don't WANT a husband..."

" Children...?"

" No I don't want or need them."

" Why? When are you going to give your mother and I grandchildren?"

" Max listen. People back home probably think we're both dead. You think going back there is a smart idea? I don't think so. In that case, my mother will never have the experience of having grandchildren. It's not even a guarantee that Kratos and I will ever get married."

" Well I think it is. Maliyah, don't let those eggs that would be beautiful children dry out. Why are you so afraid-"

" I-"

" What is it?"

" I just-"

" Why are you so against kids? Not to mention you'll be watching my kids."

" Im afraid that I won't be a good mother."

Kratos came out of the tent, along with other people that were going in their own.

" Maximilian, we march in the morning."

" Remember what I said, Maliyah." said Max starting to walk away.

" We will talk about this when I get back to Sparta."

" Okay."

" You are slumbering with me tonight. I will be gone by morning."

" Okay." We walked to the tent. Max doused the fire and headed to his tent. Before entering, he gave me a look.

" Im going to stay out here for a while. Ill be in there in a moment."

I thought about what Max said. It's not that I don't like kids, because I have nieces and nephews and soon to be brother or sister and I adore them. Im just afraid that I wouldn't be a good mother. I have to get my drinking under control. I don't know why I started after almost two years of being sober. I am so disappointed in myself. Being drunk is like eliminating your problems and everything for hours and just having fun. Thats why I started drinking in the very first place. It felt so good to not being able to know whats going on around you; not having to worry; not having to look for fans running me down the street for my autograph; not having to worry if my mom would live or not. I can't do that around my child. He or she would pick up the nasty habit. I couldn't let my kid see me like that.

I walked into the tent and Kratos was sitting there with his head bowed and hands laced together.

" Kratos, what's the matter? Theres no time for sulking when you have a big war and army to lead tomorrow."

" I have lived as a warrior. I have died as a god." He said slowly lifting his head to me and slowly strode over to me. I was cowering by his height.

" Having suffered the ultimate sacrifice, I have been denied release. That night the beast took you away from me, I had a vision of my wife, child, and Athena. They all had spoken of you.

" Me?"

" How you can release me, give me my retribution. They are in the grasp of Hades. While my men destroy Olympus I will be killing Zeus. I will then kill Hades, keeper of the dead."

" Look, whatever you decide to do, I support you. If your wife is still alive, you go be with her. But then again, it was a dream. It might be true."

" If it was a simple dream, why did it speak of you?"

" I don't know. Thats what dreams do. Besides if we were to get together, Im afraid I can't mother your kid from another woman the right way or if you and I were to have any. I wouldn't raise them how you want me to."

" You don't know that. Only fate knows that. I have changed my fate many times before."

" But-" He cut me off with a wet kiss, feeling on my neck and shoulders. He moved down to neck bone.

" You have war in the morning(sigh). You can't(sigh) We can't(sigh) do this tonight."

" It does not matter. You give me more reason to destroy him."

We laid down on the thick blanket with him on top. He started to push the straps of my dress down to have more access to my breasts. At one point he moved back up to my mouth, fondling my tongue ring. He moved back down to swirl his tongue on my chest, moving back up to my neck to give me a visible passion mark. He had my thick leg in his arm wrapping it around his waist and I complied. I felt on his back and head, caressing and feeling everything connected to him. He suddenly stopped. Enjoying the shit out of it.

" I must now agree with you on the fact that I have war tomorrow morning. We must stop."

" Of course. Just when I was enjoying it the most. But you're right. You should save your strength." I plead as I quickly sat up.

Saying that, he rolled off of me and reached for the candle and blew it out. I turned over to sleep. He got himself comfortable and he put his arm around me for protection. We drifted off in a soft slumber in the beginning but having told him before that I was a heavy and wild sleeper, my arm was around his waist and my face on his chest i felt myself slobbering but he and I didn't care.