Who: Helios and Rhode What: Memories back (sort-of) Helios has his little sea bride over. When: Wednesday night/Thursday morning, November 30, 2011 Where: Helios' apartment Warnings: Fluff, TBD
There was still a lot for the golden sun Titan to remember. It was a struggle sometimes and gave him the worst headaches. Just like a coma patient that had been asleep for years, there was some touch and go. He wasn't positive this would be permanent, but with the help of Clio, his sisters, and his darling Rhode he prayed to his father and grandfathers to make this stick. At least for a long time yet.
Helios had always been a good husband to his bride, to any of the women he fell for, even the scorned lovers who were hurt as a result of his 'good deeds'. The Olympians were the jealous sort, as he had been reminded of in Poseidon's recent threats. He knew in marrying Rhode that there was bound to be complications, but he was strong enough to tough it out. It's what had won her over in the end. She was lucky she didn't get his uncle Hekatonkheires, the storm Titan with a hundred hands. That may have been her sister. Rhode, had been very fortunate.
He looked out the window, peering from the curtain to see if she'd arrived yet, sipping on the hot apple cider he'd made himself. He'd remembered that from their last run-in to the coffee shop. This was still a new Rhode, it was like falling for her all over again, learning all the things that she liked and disliked.
Rhode knew that they still had a long way to go, in regards to getting Helios' memories back. But Clio was going to help, and he was surrounded by family, and those could only be good things. They just had to survive her father being an enormous asshole every time the situation was brought up.
They were a well-matched pair, he was strong enough to put up with her temper and moods, and he honestly loved her. And really, she couldn't ask for more than that. You needed an iron will of your own to be married to a child of the sea, and not go insane or get walked all over within the first year.
She made her way to his apartment, an overnight bag slung over her shoulder. Hopefully, one of them would be moving their things into the other's place very soon, but for now, this would be alright. She found the right one and pressed the buzzer, waiting to be let up.
Rhode was an easy girl to love, he did count himself lucky every day while they'd been happy on that little island away from the rest of the world. There were few gods or men that would have been able to even bed a child of the sea, but Titan's were made of a lot more than history books would give them credit for these days. They were lost and forgotten once the Olympians took reign, which in part had a lot to do with why Helios was in the state he was now. Apollo was the sun god that the world knew, not him. Not anymore.
He'd just took a sip of cider when the buzzer went off, he set the cup aside and to let her in. There was an excitement in seeing her with these new eyes, knowing he wasn't getting in the middle of a dangerous triangle between her and 'her husband'.
He had the door open when she came up, taking the bags from her hands gently and then picking her up, his arms around her waist. She was so lite in comparison.
She went willingly into his arms, letting herself be lifted off the floor. There were times she liked being so tiny, and this was one of them. She buried her face in his shoulder, breathing in his scent, letting all the memories come flooding back.
"It's so good having you back," she said into his shirt, the words slightly muffled. "I missed having you around."
She settled so perfectly in his embrace, holding her was like holding a feather. It was a wonder that tiny girl could pack such a punch. He wrapped himself around her lovingly, kissing the top of her head.
"Don't get all teary on me now, I won't know what to do with that." He had a soft sense of humor, and Rhode was too strong of a girl for him to ever see sad. He had however hurt her unintentionally during all this, he knew it wasn't easy. "Trust me, swimming isn't my forte." He hadn't meant to disappear like he had, down into the depths of the ocean with his statue. He'd left her behind, but his belief had been slipping then. It was the rightful way to depart, but he hadn't even gotten to say goodbye.
She huffed out a little laugh, turning so her head so her cheek rested on his shoulder. "The only time I ever cried was when you disappeared," she murmured, hardly needing to raise her voice at all, they were so close. "And now that I've got you back, I'm not letting that happen again. But when it's sunny out again, I can teach you to swim, if you want."
Rhode was a strong girl, tough, what most men wouldn't be able to stand up to. Helios was different, Helios would never want to change a thing about her.
He slid his fingers through her silky hair, enjoying the smell of the sea that was far more comfortable than the sea that had taken him.
"I'm not going anywhere," he promised, kissing her temple. He didn't want to let her go, he could continue holding her like this all night.