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Apollo sits dwon with a sigh, his body tense. He slowly picks up the package of paper towels, wanting to clean it up himself. He says softly, "I couldn't let him do what he was doing, Adel doesn't understand that if I hadn't shown up that his grandfather would have tortured him just to punish Pandora.... I don't expect him to like me for killing his grandfather, but I wish he could know the truth of it all..." Apollo glances up to Endymion, "He said that Zeus wants you, for some reason, to take away your immortality... I know so little ofthe matter though, that i don't know what that involves... I don't know if that means he wants to kill you or just restore your mortality... But either way, I can't understand his interest in you... Everything else we all ready knew except... Dymion, you're bound to Diana... I don't know if either of you knew it, but it seems the binding spell betwen you two is stronger than just a claim... A claim represents eternal protection, a mark persay.... But a bond.... it's marked in blood, there is no changing it unless Diana would ever release you..." He didn't really want to hide it anymore. He knew that Diana would recognize it by the way he spoke. He wouldn't have been so interested in their bond unless. His eyes meet Diana's as he whispers, "I've made a mistake... I knew I shouldn't have, but I did... But I can't risk Dymion's safety for my own heart's desire..." He stands, running a hand through his hair, his jaw clenched, "I'm sorry I meddled in the first place. It wasn't fair, I promised Dymion something I couldn't give... And he deserves better than that.... Tell Adel I'm sorry I hurt him as well..." He walks from the suite quickly, leaving the hotel as fast as possible to the cold of the outside air. He sighs and walks down the street.

"Orange Juice, please..."
The baretender looked confused. A striking young man with eyes full of sorrow had just sat down in front of him and didn't even ask for alcohol. He hides his confusion with a gruff voice, "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Apollo's hands were shaking too hard to hold his cigarette still do he found an ashtray to put it out in.
The glass of orange juice was put in front of him on the sticky bar counter, and the tender was still trying, "Listen, if it's money you're worried about. You just look like you need something stronger."
Apollo picks up the glass, downing half of it. He wipes his mouth, saying with a calm voice, "No, I want something stronger, but men associate want and need to closely. We made you all that way...." He downs the rest of the orange juice.
The bartender just sat back, watching as the young man stood again, setting a $20 bill on the sticky countertop, leaving before the man could object. He shakes his head of shaggy hair, still quite bewildered as he pockets the money.

Apollo was standing outside the hotel door. He never should have left in the first place, knowing he had just revealed the secret and left Dymion to fend for himself. He swallows hard and opns the door, coming back inside. He walks calmly, sitting down on the couch as he says in a calm voice, "Of course I'd come back, Dymion... I have a bad habit of escaping to think... it hasn't gone well for me too far, I should kick it all together..."

His eyes turn up to stare up at Diana, "Don't ask him that. If you have conflict with anyone, it's me, not him...."

Apollo stands up, gently putting his hand up as he gaazes at Endymion. He shakes his head a little, as if telling him not to try. He looks back to Diana, his hand dropping. He walks across the room to her and lifts her chin, "Diana, I've never desired you harm... I haven't tainted him, I've barely touched him.... I love him, Diana, and though you may not think much of it, I didn't do so with the intention of hurting you... Diana, had I known you had taken a human lover before you left, then I would have searched deep within his soul to find your mark... I didn't even know if you were alive before today or if the slow creeping unbelief of this world had swallowed you whole like it has so many others... Even Hermes told me he felt his own life flickering... But Dymion has prayed to you in his dreams, I can feel it, and he has prayed to me in his consciousness... Whether you think he is tainted or not, he may be the reason we are both here...."

Apollo felt tears in his own eyes as he sits down again. He says in a low voice, "Diana... Do you love him any less for what I did to him?" He looks back up, his eyes meeting hers, "Diana, he was at a club, dancing in ways that he didn't even know symbolized sex... He's woken up alone and confused and pure in a place that is dominated by sex, drugs, and the club scene. I tried my hardest to get him out of where he was and too keep him the way he was. His purity was something even I could cherish. Maybe I cherished it to much and made him feel something he's never felt before, maybe I even made him feel wanted... No, I never 'tainted' Dymion, and if you think of him now as 'tainted' are you even sure you love him... it sounds like you liked the idea of him more... I didn't show him love to get to you.... I showed him love because he didn't even know what it was."

Apollo sighs, looking down at his knees as a few tears form in his eyes. He knew there was always this choice in the matter. Someone would get hurt, someone he loved dearly. A tear spills over and down his cheek. He whispers softly, "Diana... I never wanted this to happen... I won't touch him, Diana.... I want him to love you, even if it breaks my own heart, I can't stand hurting you or him... I've hurt you so much before and nether of you deserve it. If I had never come to find him, this would have never happened..." he looks up to Endymion, "I owe you even more apologies... If Diana hadn't loved you, we would have never met... She's known you for centuries, I've only known you for weeks... She loves you deeply... Don't let my mistakes ruin that bond..." He looks back down.

Apollo was a little surprised, but deep inside he knew this would happen. He still gazes at his hands which were laying in his lap, not knowing what to do or say. He loved Endymion with all, but it hurt his sister. If Endymion didn't feel anything towards him, he would have quickly given him up, having rather suffer than see Diana suffer. But Endymion's feelings were real and they did matter, and because of such a fact, he felt his heart swell in love and break at the same time. He finally lifts his eyes to both of them, not knowing what to say. He finally whispers, "Diana... I promise I will take care of him and guard his heart to this world... But I want you to help me, to be here with us, with him..."

Apollo stands up, running a hand through his hair again, still looking and feeling somewhat out of place. He says in a soft voice, "Maybe we should check on Adel... get him to eat something, atleast..."