Chapter Fourteen
Tristan
Something wasn’t right. I grabbed a few more bags, then just used my powers to transport the rest of the stuff to our bedroom in the underworld.
When we arrived, everyone was sitting on the couch, looking towards the door.
Someone was knocking. Odd.
I could sense that whoever it was had no ill will in coming here, but they did have immense power.
Without a word to Thalia or anyone else, I walked over to the door and opened it.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Just let me in. You know I don’t like being down here.” She walked in without me actually giving her permission. Sometimes I wish Gods were like vampires and you had to invite them in first. Although in my many years of existence I guess at some point I probably had let her in.
“What are you doing here, Isis?” Her black hair was covered by a hooded dress.
“I’m not here to fight. Osiris doesn’t even know I’m here right now. I want to see her.” She looked towards Thalia and let out a sigh of relief.
“I don’t think so.” I crossed my arms over my chest. She was with the enemy right now, fat chance I was letting her get near my Thalia right now.
“I’m not here to hurt her or the babies. I swear, I just have to see them.” By them she meant the babies. When Isis swore, she was unable to break it. I nodded and walked over to Thalia first.
“She isn’t here to hurt us.” I let everyone know, but Orion and Leander were ready to strike should we need it.
“I’m sorry this is happening to you, dear. I am not afraid like the others are. Children are a blessing, to anyone. And it’s been so long since we have had new children in our lines.” She was right about that. The Greek were still at it, having children with mortals, but the Egyptian lines were closed off. No one was shacking up with anyone and hadn’t since the ancient times. We were all that was left. It was something that I hadn’t thought about until now. The thought made me even more excited for what was to come.
“I know you feel it now; this is a big deal. One that they should not be fighting, but rather celebrating.” She inched closer to us, her eyes staying on me but her body moving slowly to Thalia’s stomach. I wasn’t sure what she wanted here, and I felt Thalia’s unease, along with all the others.
“May I touch you, child?” She kneeled down before Thalia, whose eyes swung to me for an answer. I wanted to say no, but Isis wouldn’t risk coming here if there wasn’t a reason. I nodded, letting her know it was all right. At least I hoped it would be, but she didn’t need to know that.
We all watched, ready to fight, as Isis raised her hands and placed them on Thalia’s belly.
“Oh, my.” She murmured and I couldn’t tell if that was a goodoh my, or a badoh my.
“This is most definitely a blessing.” She moved her hands over Thalia’s belly like she was touched the babies themselves.
“They are,” I confirmed, even without knowing what she was seeing or feeling from them.
“The boy. So strong, and smart. Like you as a boy.” She looked at me and smiled. Feeling of nostalgia hit me, thinking about how she raised me once my mother cast me out.
“And the girl. She is fierce, and sweet. Like the both of you.” She pulled back her hands and touched her face in awe. When she started to stand and walk towards the door, we all looked at each other, not knowing what to do in this situation.
“I will speak them, and try to influence their actions. The children should not be feared.” I could see the start of tears forming in her eyes. She had been moved in some way. I wished I knew what just happened here. She looked at me, and then back at Thalia.
“I really hope that when they are born you will let me hold little Ren and Callista.” She smiled and then let herself out. Jaws dropped all around the room. How were we even supposed to respond to that? No one had uttered those names aloud except Thalia and I, to each other. The only way she would know is if… the thought hit me like lightning.
“They spoke to her.” My voice was barely above a whisper. Everyone’s eyes all flew to mine.
“They what?”
“Isis is the goddess of motherhood, hence why she could feel you being pregnant just by being around you. She talked with them.” I looked towards her belly and almost couldn’t believe it myself. Even in the world as I knew it, I hadn’t seen Isis do that. But I also never cared to pay attention. Maybe she could do that with every child. I sat next to Thalia, and she curled herself into my arms. Silence settled over our group for a while as we let Isis’s appearance digest.
“There’s hope.” Orion was the first to speak, and then Leander agreed.
“If she succeeds, then we are free.”
Leander’s words hung over our heads until we parted ways to go to sleep. Thalia’s mind was on autopilot right now, and there wasn’t anything I could do. There was no promise I could make that Isis’s plan would work. We had to have faith that even if it didn’t, that our plan would. When she went quietly to take a shower, I joined her and together we washed each other’s bodies. It was the only supportive thing I could do for her right now. Take care of her, and be there for her in any way I could. I had so many powers right at my fingertips, but I couldn’t do one damn thing for her besides hold her hand, and tell her everything was going to be okay. And that’s what I did.
As soon as we were dried and in bed, I held onto her while she cried.
Her soul was being torn in multiple directions. She was scared, she had hope, and she felt bad for being upset. I whispered my love to her, and told her thoughts I had while shopping for the babies. I could see the babies relaxing in a few of the outfits she picked. I told her I grabbed a few rocker; looking outfits for them. Couldn’t be all pink and blue shit. Had to have some of my dark flair, too. She started to smile, the more I talked about the things I got, and the stuff that was rolling through my head at the time.
She fell asleep easily after talking her down from crying. Looking at her face in the muted light shining from the balcony reminded me of her first life with me. The first time we made love was in this room, with the same light shining through the window. She was still so beautiful. It was like time never left us. She was the same in every way.
I pressed a kiss to her forehead when an idea hit me. It could give her a temporary break from her own mind. Feeling like I had a chance at making a difference in her mental state, I closed my eyes and set my plan into motion.
