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Hermes nodded and stood up, walking peacefully back outside. He gazed at Ganymede for a moment. He had barely caught glimpses of the boy so many centuries ago. He sighed, knowing what he had gone through under Zeus' control as he leaned down to pick up his limp form. He carried the boy inside, setting him down on the loveseat, "He'll probably be out for an hour or so... So what is his existance, Athena?? Is he a god? Or merely an immortal being.... I can't imagine Zeus giving powers to a servant, but I've been wrong before..." He sat back down on the arm of the couch, leaning a bit to stroke through Apollo's hair, a strangely nostalgic look on his face.

Apollo was too light-headed to recognize where the touch was coming from.

Dionysus tugged Adel back into his arms, holding him in a warm, strong embrace from behind, kissing his neck, "Shhhh... Really, he wouldn't have done too much harm to me.... He has good reasons to be bitter, and unless we show him that he's wrong about Olympian gods, he'll never rest in his war against us... It's better to have him as an ally...."

Apollo looped his arm over Endymion's shoulders, holding tight as they hobbled up the stairs and to their bedroom. He groaned slightly as he sat down. He looked to Dymion, "I-.... Gods, she's a strong little goddess...." He laid back, breathing deeply, "You ok, love?"

Hermes sat down on the sofa Apollo had been laying on, stretching a bit as he looked over Athena and Sera, "So why didn't you tell us you had a daughter??.... I hope you are both hanging around for a bit, we all need to catch up.... It's been far too long."

Dion walked slowly to the kitchen after Adel, standing just in the doorway, out of earshot, "Are you ok?.... I know you're upset, but he can't hurt us..."

Apollo wrapped a shakey arm around Dymion, "Mmmm... You'll never lose me...." He kissed his lover's neck and cheek softly with a loveable smile on his lips, "Seriously, you'll never be able to get rid of me, lover..." He chuckled lightly, his eyelids heavy.

Hermes nodded, "Right, I understand.... Thank you for coming by and clearing things up.... I'll help guard Ganymede here for a while...." He walked over to her, kissing each of her cheeks formally. He looked over to Sera and held out his hand with a small smile, "You're very powerful, ma petite.... It was an honor to meet you, and no hard feelings, oui?"

Dion walked closer to his young, incensed lover, biting the apple in his hand and chewing it slowly, "He's an upset child... If you punish a child and never show him why what he did was wrong, he'll do it again... This is our chance to rid ourselves of him as an enemy...." He loosely wrapped an arm around Adel's waist, nuzzling that smooth, warm neck, "Mmmm.... Plus... Who says we can't continue what we started..." He nipped at Adel's neck lightly, breathing a warm breathover the sensitive skin.

Hermes smiled, "Good.... I think everyone else in the house is going to be distracted for a bit, resting up after the excitement.... But we're the odd ones out, Sera, so do you want to come watch a movie in the home theatre they have? It'll be a nice afternoon to just relax...." He hoisted Ganymede back up into his arms, intent to find a spare room for the boy to use and get his body to bed. He knew there'd be quite and uproar when he woke, but for now, there was no use doing anything about it.

Dion grinned, loving this aggressive, protective side of Adel. He could almost feel the power in his lover's body, strong and overwhelming, just waiting to be unleashed. He twined his fingers in Adel's soft hair at the back of his head, "Mmmmmm... Want you...."

Dionysus moaned, searing hot lust burning through his veins, a deeper sense of arousal than what prayer could cause. He pulled Adel from the kitchen to the stairs leading up to their rooms, whispering heatedly against his neck, "Are you serious?..... Ahhhnnnn, Adel...." His hands roamed down Adel's back, tracing the curve to his hips before one hand sank, grabbing his arse and pulling those delicious hips into his own.

Dion blinked when he felt Adel step away from him, but he quickly felt the presence behind him. He turned slowly, his hand reaching for Adel's wrist in a comforting yet restraining gesture, "Ganymede..... It's been centuries.... This is Apollo's home with Endymion.... I love here off and on, and it's Adel's home as well.... This will be your prison until Athena decides to let you go.... You may want to get comfortable... You'll probably be here for a while...." He spared a glance in Adel's direction, able to see the pure hatred written across his face. He sighed and looked back to Ganymede, "Sera agreed to fetch your belongings, if you just tell her what to get.... Other things, we can provide for you... But you will not be allowed to leave the house and its surrounding property... All of your powers, large and small, have been taken away, including simple skills like flight and mental speech..."

Dionysus immediately leapt into action, pulling Adel off the immortal boy and restraining him easily. Soft yet strong ropes suddenly encircled Adel, keeping his arms and legs restrained. He glared at his lover, "Punishment will be given out when it is deserved, not just when you're angry enough to deal it." He sighed, controlling his own slight anger at Adel's rashness. This wouldn't help to rehabilitate Ganymede at all.
He eyed Ganymede's bloody nose and split lip without surprise and kneeled down. His hand laid over the lower half of Ganymede's face, effectively shutting him up while he healed the wounds, "Technically yes, you're a prisoner, but you're here so that we can free you.... What Zeus did to you was wrong.... But he's screwed us all over... There was nothing we could have ever done to help you.... So stop acting like a child, pitching tissy-fits over the Olympian gods.... We wanted to help you then, we wanted to free you.... I'll never forget hearing your screams and sobs.... That's why we're freeing you of that hate and bitterness..." He lifted his hand, wiping off the blood as he inspected his handiwork. The wounds dealt from the punch were fully healed, "You'll be treated more like a guest than anything.... Last time I checked, a stable home, a soft bed, and warm gourmet meals were nothing to complain about..." He stood back up, sighing a bit as he walked back to Adel's form, stroking his hair.