Hades Doctor

Heart Attack

Maybe I took too far this time.

Trying to peek from the gaps of his slender fingers I said. "I am sorry." In the silence that fell with the lack of response, I felt saddened and bend over to wrap my hands around him.

"Please forgive me."

Finally he gave in, his hands ran down to encircle me tighter unbothered by the wetness. "Forgive me too." He whispered from where his head rested upon my shoulder.

Without a warning I pulled back to arms lenght eyeing him with suspicion.

"What is it?"

I shrugged explaining matter of factly. "Just waiting for you to sprout two horns and tell me it was an act."

He ruffled my hair."I am not the one who does stuff like that." And suddenly as if remembering something, clicked his fingers. My field of vision was instantly blocked by a snow cotton towel.

As he worked through my hair, more evidently than a hair dryer, I proposed. "Let's not go that far shall we."

I looked up getting a good look at his jaw and he smiled down agreeing.

"We better get going, I don't want to get blasted." He patted my shoulder.

Blasted? I thought as he pulled me up and we somehow entered the palace without killing the other.

Olivia handed me food and took over babysitting after Will went off to an important meeting.

After finishing, I checked upon Greene, but he was fast asleep and so I left the medicines by the table with a short letter which read.

"You are going to pay for supporting "your" William. Don't make me, make your stay in hell permanent. Get well soon.

Lots of love
- you're soon to be the nightmare."

As I tried to explain the use of cell phone to Olivia a guard who seemed to be in shock jogged over to inform me that Lord Hades has asked for my presence.

What did I do this time? Bidding farewell and promising to visit again, we left Olivia by the great hall.

My breath fell into the right pace when he lead me to the usual boarding point. Guess it was time for me go back home.

The awaiting driver was an old man and centuries old at that. Ignoring the hand extended by the King of the Underworld I jumped on not needing even a glance to know he was frowning.

When I turned I let out a startled scream when a guard stood by the chariot in close proximity.  From where the hell do they even pop up like that?

Giving me a look, the man turned to Hades reporting something in greek, which was greek to me.

Receiving a short order from Hades, the man bowed and left with a few others.

As he tool hold of the reins, I suggested. "If it's important, you can have someone else take me. You could ask Will."

I noticed his eyes focused on the flowers I held. "Will has more important things to do," He replied, turning back to his horses.

As if having  the intention to prove him wrong Will made his presence known.
"So the flowers worked didn't they?"

Hades ignored him.

Were the flowers his idea? And he played innocent what a talented actor.

"You remember what I told about you can and Greene. I will be sure to tell your Lord Hades that you supportthe notion." I spoke as if the referred wasn't standing centimetres away.

With that, the chariot took off like Santa Clause and his dears. And on board was an evil smurf with an evil smirk.

"Ha hah ha huh...cough..cough."

My laugh failed, my throat running dry. A light chuckle came from where Hades stood.

It can't be Hades. Can his horses laugh?

When reaching the entrance, Hades took a step back from the chariot and glanced my way with eyes of mischief.

Of course, he knew that I didn't like it, but I had no other option and so I stood before him in the limited space.

Moving against gravity, I leaned on him and not wanting to slide off, I snaked my arms around his abdomen in a tight lock.

But then a cold hand slid around me and I froze in shock.

Nonchalant of the effect he had, he looked on ahead while my mind fell into turmoil.

It's natural.

He would be burdened with saving me if I fell. That's all. But each and every reasons put forward by my brain was rejected by my traitorous heart.

Surviving till the chariot set down on solid ground, I sprinted out and away from the God and his beautiful horses.

To save myself from a heart attack.

On my way downhill, I finally realized something that I was oblivious to till now.

I don't  know Greene's name!