Jasper, though still hazy, caught Enyo with relative ease before she hit the ground. Picking her up, he placed her in one of the bedrooms with a bed and came back downstairs as Peter and Charlotte made their way back into the house.
Peter walked calmly up to him and proceeded to punch him in the face hard. Jasper barely hissed at the pain and instead chose to hiss at Peter.
"What the fuck?"
"You could've fucked her up, Jasper! Where is she?" Peter yelled, clearly concerned for Enyo.
"She's in the first room on your right. She passed out." he told his pissy friend.
Peter bolted up the stairs and into the room to check on his grandmother.
"Gran?" he asked as he took measured steps into the room. Peter looked at Enyo and found her to be fine except for a small cut on her shoulder which was healing.
"Hades, does my head ache..." she complained, opening her eyes. "Peter, would you mind getting me some advil? It should be in the pantry in the kitchen..."
Peter nodded and retrieved the bottle for her along with a bottle of water.
"Thank you." she said, taking the pills and a pull of the Dasani.
"What happened to you?" he asked her and she sighed.
"Side-effects of a godly pregnancy. Gods aren't supposed to carry children for as long as I have. Luckily, I don't have to worry about miscarriage, though." she told him and he pulled a chair up from behind the desk that sat on the opposite wall from the bed.
Peter seemed hesitant to speak, so Enyo took a sip of water again and waited.
"Should the child not have been born yet?" he questioned and Enyo sighed.
"Godly pregnancies usually go faster when the mother drinks the ichor of the father. The lack of ichor means that the child's development has stilled... But perhaps it is better that way. I would not have Enyalius turn this child's mind against Ares when Ares has no chance to defend himself." she concluded whistfully.
Peter nodded at her words then looked her in the eyes. "Jasper's the one." he said that not as a question but a statement of fact. Enyo nodded.
"He is. That was Ares who made an appearance. But not truly, I suppose." she paused. "What was Ares, split into two personalities. One bloodthirsty; the other, charming and kind. Quieter."
"Are you sure you put him back together? He's been like this for more than a century." he said doubtfully.
She scooted to the edge of the mattress and stood with grace. "Regardless, I must try. He is my husband, after all."
"Not in this life. He's married to the pixie now, Gran. You don't want to go and fuck that up, do you? He's happy, now. Or at least that's all me and Char see when we get the chance to see him."
"Jasper looked surprised to see you today. I doubt he knew you were coming, even. I get the feeling that it's not your choice to stay away from him for as long as you do. Alice's doing, perhaps? She is very controlling and I can see her doing that."
"She's still his chosen mate, much as I don't like her-"
Enyo let out a laugh. "Peter, you and I both know that you don't choose your mate. You fuck and it decides itself for you. Besides that, don't you think your gift would have confirmed them being mates-"
"That's Char's gift, not mine."
"Fine. Then don't you think Char would have confirmed it had it been true?" she asked him.
Peter ran a hand through his messy red-brown hair. "I guess. But do you think he will leave her so easily? They've been together for a long time. Decades. And he doesn't even remember your past together at all. Or at least not that he's told me."
"I had Hecate bottle up a little memory potion, should he wish to remember." Enyo stated, holding out a small bottle with a glowing purple liquid inside.
Peter sighed. "I really hope they left the house to give this little convo some privacy."
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Turns out, they had. Jasper and Charlotte had left the house to retrieve the tools needed to repair the living room. Which was a disater zone by the way. Or that's what Peter thought at least.
Enyo thought that it needed more human casualties to classify it as a spat.
By the time that Jasper and Charlotte had made it back Enyo was sleeping back in the bedroom. Peter was cleaning up and looked up when they came in. He turned to face Jasper before his face broke out in a smile that looked like it was going to split his face in half.
"I'm not going to call you Grandad." he said.
"Good." Jasper grinned.
"No, you look more like a 'Gramps'." Peter said cheekily to his sire.
~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~
The next morning all they had left to do was wait for the plaster to dry before repainting the wall and putting the new window in.
Charlotte was the one to wake Enyo from her rest.
"I'm sorry, it seems we weren't properly introduced last night." Enyo said, getting up to walk to the bathroom.
"Well, I'm Char. Peter's mate." Charlotte introduced herself.
"I am Enyo, sister and wife to Ares. Daughter of Zeus and Hera. Mother of Peter's father, Enyalius." Enyo said, doing the same.
Enyo smiled at her grandaughter before going to the bathroom and flashing on new clothes. This time, she wore a short blood red chiton that ended above her knees with golden clasps on the shoulder and a golden breastplate over top. Her shoes remained the same: knee-high gladiator sandals with brown leather.
She stepped out of the bathroom and nodded to Char, casting her an inviting smile.
"Let us see what we can do today, shall we?
~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~
Over the course of the day they repaired the living room to the point where one would not notice there had been a bit of a spat going on. After everything was finished, Enyo sat on the couch next to Jasper and cast him a small smile.
"How do you feel?"