A Gift For A God

Part Two

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Once more this is an a/u story.

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Poseidon's point of view

I walked over and sat at the table to eat. Annabeth was quiet as if she was in thinking mode{her mother did the same thing} She took her plate from and said thank you to me then started to eat. We ate the food and after I cleaned things up placing the dirty dishes outside the room door. I sat the wine and cake's aside for later.

I moved the table out of the way and moved the two chairs in front of each other. I walked Annabeth over and sat her in a chair I then took the other.

"I think we still have some things to talk about." I told her matter-of-factually. She gave a nod. "We know nothing of each other, other than you dated my son."

"What is it you wish to know?" She asked

"How about for every question you answer of mine, I will answer one of yours."

"Ok."

"All right." I said reaching out and taking one of her hands. "What is your favorite color?"

"I have two silver and light blue. What is yours?"

"I have two as well. I like teal and blue-gray." I gave her hand a slight squeeze. "Are you still an architect?"

"Yes. I work for a firm in Manhattan.I am quit sure I have no job after not showing up the last three days, though I was thinking on changing my line of work anyway."

"To." I asked.

"I thought about going back to school so I can teach others to become architect's. Are you involved with anyone?" She asked me.

"No. Sally was the last person I was really involved with. Are you involved with anyone?" Kind of an odd question for me to ask her. She after all was still pure, which would mean no.

"I was, but he broke up with me because I would not sleep with him."

"Why would you not sleep with him?" I should not have asked that one, that was a little too personal. I was surprised she answered me.

"I wanted to be in love with him and he in love with me. Are you sleeping with anyone?" One personal question deserves another.

"No. I realized I wanted more than a fling here or their." I have grown tired of such things. I want a mate, want some one who understands me. "Favorite food." I asked trying to get us on another subject.

"Meat lovers pizza with ranch dressing on it. Yours?"

"I like Bacon cheese burgers with seasoned fries. Their is a real good place to get them down by the water. Their open all day and night." She smiled.

"You mean the place that has the huge stuff dog in it?"

"Yes. You have been their?"

"Yes. Your right they do have good burgers. Do you read?"

"Yes. I love to read all kinds of books. I am currently ready a fantasy book about a girl who's people were killed and she was raised by an elf."

"Is it good?"

"Yes. It was written by a Russian author, so it is written in Russian."

"You speak Russian?"

"I can speak seventeen different languages as a matter of fact."

"What are they." She said amazed that I could speak more than Greek and English.

"I can speak Russian, Spanish, French, German, Mandarin, Japanese, Swedish, Norwegian, Icelandic, Italian, Maori, Abric, Hebrew, English, Greek, Swahili, and Romanian." I said smiling at her. "Can you speak another languages?"

"Just Greek and English."

"Pick one and I can teach it to you."

"I will think on that one." She said smiling at me.

"Do you read?" I asked.

"Yes, but I have not read anything in a while. The last book I read was Lord of the Rings." She smiled

"I love that book, very well written. Did you see the movies?"

"No I have not ever seen them, have you?"

"Yes I have, we will have to sit down and watch them sometime soon." She gave nod. "You said you had a cat what is its name?

"Pickles."

"You named your cat after a sour food." Pickles was an odd name for a pet. Their must be some reason she called it that. "Why is the cat named pickles?" I decided to ask

"I found him in a pickle container, the ones restaurants use. It still had pickle juice in it. It took me a week to get him to smell like something other than pickles."

"I guess the name fits then." I said thinking about the animal and the smell it would have had.

"Do you like cats."

"No not really, but as I said you can bring him or her."

"It is a she, she is very nice and friendly." She said.

She paused for a moment looking away from me towards the window. She had the same expression as before, same look her mother gets when she is thinking. She looked back at me, she looked me in my eyes as she spoke.

"About what you said earlier about you and I, our bed arrangements." I gave a nod so she knew I knew what she was talking about. " If you did not know me, and I offered myself to you in the same way what would happen?" I took a deep breath as I spoke.

"I would make you a personal slave and when the fancy struck me I would have you."

"I want no special treatment from you." She looked back at the bed and then to me. "I want you to treat me as if I was someone you did not know."

"I can not treat you a such."

"Why."

"This is different, and you know that as well as I do."

"No it's not." She said standing. "I am your offering, by law you now own me. Treat me like the slave I should be, not as someone you pity." She snapped.

"You want that." I said standing. She could no longer look me in the eyes. "Is that what you want for me to take you against your will. Well that child is not going to happen. I am no rapist, despite what stories you might have heard."

"Do I look like a child." She pulled her shirt off and tossed it at me.

"Your acting like one." She paused looking at me. I saw the tears in her eyes, before she even knew they were their.

"I..." She started to say something but I placed a finger on her lips.

"Listen to me. I am not going to give you any special treatment. I am going to make you my chamber maid. You will cook,clean and do everything else I ask you."

"Zeus will ask about it during the summer solstice."

"He will."

"If you have not had me by then it will not look well."

"Be that as it may this is my choice, I will deal with Zeus if and when the time comes."

"Why do this, I am no one special." She said

"You are special, each of us is in our own way. I can see pain in your eyes now. I can not look in them later and know part of that pain is from me."

"You said when I want you to, so I am telling you its ok." She said trying to convince me.

I pulled her close to me and held her their. I would have to admit I wanted to, but that was one thing I was not going to do. As I pulled her close I felt something different then I had ever felt before.

"How about this if you have not ask me in one week I will take you. How ever you must give it thought and you have to want me in return. That meaning you want me because you want me, not because you think you have to." She gave a nod. "I do not want you to look back at this later thinking I forced myself on you. I want you to look back on your first time and realize it was something special, that it meant something. I do not want you to be hurt anymore than you already have been. You were force into this to protect your self, you did not do this willingly. To me their is a huge difference in the two."

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "I just don't want to cause you anymore problems then I already have."

"You have caused no problem for me."

"I did, I did not know what else to do. When you came to my cell, you said you wanted to help. I did not know what else to do, who else to trust." She went to say something more and I stopped her.

"If you trust me then trust in what I say."

She bit her lip and shivered. I led her over to the bed and and sat her down. I walked over and picked up her shirt and gave it to her. She placed it back on and I sat next to her.

"We are in this tougher, so we need to work tougher."

"That makes sense." I was glad she was seeing reason. She looked at me and I saw a tear slide down her face. "I thought when he pinned me he was going to rape me." She said softly. "I was so scared, when I wonk up in shackles I felt like he had. He had taken something from me, it may not have been my purity; but he still took something." I placed an arm around her.

"Even more reason for me not to take you."

"Your right."

"I am." I said

She gave a nod and laid her head on my shoulder. I leaned my head on hers and closed my eyes. The same feeling from before was now back. What was this feeling, it was strange to me. Never before had anything like this taken place, when I was with or around a female. It was as if she were part of me. I pushed the feeling aside as I often did with my feelings.

"Are you tired?" I asked.

"A little."

"I say we eat our cake, have some wine and get some sleep. I do how ever have one question I would like to ask you."

"Go ahead."

"Are you always so touchy."

She looked up at me and smiled. She shrugged her shoulders. I laughed, stood and walked over to get the cake and wine. We could eat and drink it in the bed. I sat the tray down on the bed and then placed the wine glasses and the wine next to the bed. I pored the wine and sat next to Annabeth handing her a glass. She took it and looked at me. Her eyes were so enchanting to look into. I am still amazed as to how my son walked away from her for some red head.

My son went away to college and met a red headed half blood, a daughter of Aphrodite. She had looks I will say that, but that was it. She also very self centered, she was everything he was nothing. I tried to tell him that but he was blinded by her physical beauty and their physical contact.

How he could go from some one like Annabeth to what he had I will never know. I had asked him once before but it had caused a disagreement between him and I. After that I let it go, not wanting to cause a problem between him and I. Sometimes a father had to hold things back, and let his son discover things on his own.

We ate the cake and drank the bottle of wine. Annabeth lay down on the bed looking up at the ceiling. I laid next to her doing the same.

"Are you all right." I asked hoping I had not given her too much wine.

"Yes. You"

"I am well." She turned to face me and closed her eyes. "Sleep well." I said knowing she was falling asleep.

Soon she was asleep laying next to me. I laid their watching her sleep. She slept so peaceful, her hands pulled up under her chin as she lay on her side.

That night I did not rest I just laid their watching her sleep. In the morning I ordered us both some food. I got fresh fruit, and muffins along with coffee and juice. Once the food arrived I woke her so we could eat and start the day.

She ate a blueberry muffin{the top first} and had two cups of coffee. I ate some fruit and had coffee as well. I took a shower and changed my cloths. After I was done she did the same. I placed the rest of the fruit and muffins in the mini fridge and we left for her place.