AN: Alright so really I need an alarm to remind me to write! I haven't cranked anything out lately. Alright so I apologize! Well this chapter is… action packed! Can't say too much without giving it all away and we have a plan! Surprising really… I mean when do we ever have a plan? Alright so I'm done! Sit back, relax, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own Fie and Roman owns Grace and Dara!

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It had been two months since they talked to Takeshi and none of them were any closer to understanding his riddles. Otto had taken Dara to DC to visit her father's grave to get away from it all. Several other Sanctuaries had been attacked and a few Weres had even been killed.

"Hi David," Dara said as she and Otto sat on the ground. "Otto is my boyfriend, now." She snorted. "I think that's the only reason he came up with me. Anyway, I'm scared. I'm not worth all of this and yet the Weres stand behind Dad."

Otto rubbed her back gently. "You are worth it, Dara Katerina O'Neill, and don't you ever say otherwise again."

Dara nodded and leaned against him.

"Something's going to happen. Any second now." she muttered. Otto looked around, but he didn't see anything or anyone. "I feel it."

Otto nodded. He felt it too. Idly wondering if he had time to call Sav or Ash, Otto handed Dara a knife as he pulled a second one.

"Use this if anything happens to-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Otto! You better be alright at the end of this or I will kill you even if I have to bring you back from the dead to do it!"

Otto nodded and pressed his lips to hers in a desperate kiss. He could feel Nick's presence and had a feeling his old friend wouldn't blink at killing him if it meant getting what he wanted, for whatever his twisted fantasy was.

"Isn't that just so sweet?" Nick mocked.

Otto pulled away, not even bothering to look at him. "I know your momma didn't raise you in a barn boy. You couldn't have waited until I was done?"

Nick shrugged. "What can I say? Climactic endings are my thing."

With that Nick tossed a dagger at Dara. Otto stepped in the way and knocked her back as he fell, the dagger embedded into his stomach.

"OTTO!" Dara screamed.

Before she could move a strong net fell over her as Nick walked over to them.

"Pity, I thought there would be a good fight. Instead this fool played into my plans. How will it feel, Dara, to know that you're the reason the man you love is dead?" Dara held the tears back as she tried to fight the net off. "It won't work. That is a stronger version of Artemis' diktyon and won't budge, even with your great powers. I'd love to stay and chat, but I'm afraid I've got some torturing to do before I finish him off."

Nick kicked Otto hard in the ribs, eliciting a groan from him. "Immortal and those daggers still hurt like a bitch, huh?" He bent down and lifted Otto into his arms before winking at a still struggling Dara and vanished.

Dara paused before she lifted her head.

"DADDY!" she screamed, tears rolling down her face. Within seconds, Ash and Savitar were there. "Dad, he-" she choked on a sob. "He has Otto."

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Freed from Artemis's web, Dara had channeled her grief and fear into anger. That was the only emotion that would help her and save Otto. Of course, it was easier said then done. To her knowledge, she'd never felt this kind of grief before and her fear was never easy to handle. She could feel her control over her powers slipping and it scared her. If she lost complete control, she wouldn't stand a chance against Nick but if Otto was dead-

Dara's eyes slammed shut against the tears that were building. That wasn't an option. She couldn't and wouldn't lose Otto. If she had to, she'd go to Hades himself and get Otto back. Dara could not live without Otto and nothing would stop her from keeping him.

Managing to pull most of her control back, Dara wiped her face, squared her shoulders and went to join Savitar and Ash in the plan to get Otto back and kick Nick's ass from here back to the time of Atlantis.

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Well, for that short amount it sure took me a long time to write. *huffs* Damnit. Anywho, let us know what you think, flame policy stands and thanks for reading.

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