Blind Justice
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Category:
S through Z › Xena
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
7,413
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Xena, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 7
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an: Sorry guys this has been on my harddrive for a while... juts never got around to posting..*blushing* thanks for all your kind words... for you guys... !!
Chapter 7
Apollo appeared in his temple in a run. He moved straight towards a guestroom, laying the young mortal down on a bed, he started barking orders to his priests. His eyes were dark with worry. He feared for the young mortal, a preliminary scan had showed massive trauma to the back of the head, nothing he could not heal. But was worrying him was that the man seemed to have faded some what, like he had given up.
He did spare a thought when he felt Dite pop into the temple and then pop back out again. What was going on?
But soon his attention was gripped with his patient. He patiently healed him, working slowly until the damage to his brain was at the point were he could allow Joxer to self heal. He slowly felt the pons in Joxers brain regenerate, a slow push of power ‘rebooted’ the young mortals nervous system. It had been slowly shutting down. He mended the skull bone with thought. He worked outward as he found small injury’s and healed them, fighting against Joxers own body.
A touch to the mortals mind, revealed the reason that he had collapsed. The wall around the memory’s had crumbled. Nothing really he could do to stop the flow of images that Joxers brain was fighting to sort.
Soon Apollo felt that he had done all he could do. He sank down into a chair, his eyes narrowed in thought. He revised every injury that he had healed, and could not find a reason why Joxer would not heal under his own power.
He leaned back and closed his eyes. The slight displacement of air and a rush of power was the only indication that Ares and Aphrodite finally had arrived. He could feel his own reserve slowly rushing back to him. A full healing always took a lot out of him, and he had even boosted Joxers energy’s, and that had taken extra.
He felt Ares and Aphrodite join him, Ares going to the mortal’s side. Dite walked over to Apollo and gently touched his shoulder and gave him a gentle boost.
“Thanks D. “Apollo smiled up at the love goddess.
“No problem Pol. You needed it; your levels were way low. “She looked at Joxer and then Ares who seemed oblivious to their gazes.
***
He could feel the adrenalin that had been flowing true him abate, leaving him raged and worn. He felt emotional, and afraid. He felt panicked at the thought of loosing Joxer , of never seeing the mortal again. Without thinking of who might hear and who might think what he started to speak.
“The first time I ever realised you meant more to me then a follower or a friend, was that day by the cabin when we just sat outside enjoying the sunlight, I had said something so silly. And your smile, it was worth ever silly thing I said. I was trying to get you to laugh you know. You had been so sad… “
His hand moved over Joxers cheek.
“I guess I knew even then that I could not stand to see you upset….. That I would do anything, to keep that smile on your face. To make you happy, and keep you from harm.”
He caressed the motals lips.
“Didn’t do such a good job of it did I? To kiss you and then run was inexcusable. I should have stayed and explained why…….” He took a deep breath”...It is because I love you, I love you so madly and deeply that I hardly know what to do with myself. “
He lowered his head and placed the gentlest of kisses upon Joxers lips.
“I fear saying this to you when you are awake, I truly to….”
“Why?” A raspy voice croaked out. Ares eyes flew up to look into Joxers half open eyes. The gold iris glinting under dark lashes. The god of war looked away for a moment, before taking a breath, and deciding to spill his heart.
“Because how could anyone love war, I bring naught but misery and pain to those around me….”
He was hushed by a finger on his lips. Joxers voice was weak, but still carried a trace of amusement as he spoke.
“I will not allow you to bad mouth the one I love, God of war. “
Ares eyes widen as he realised what Joxer said.
“You….?” ¨
“Yes Ares I love you…. “ Joxer cradled Ares jaw gently , and pulled him slowly downward until their lips meet in the bares of kisses. He did not wish to startle the god sitting on his bedside. The kiss depends as Ares mind registered the feeling of lips on his own.
***
an: Sorry guys this has been on my harddrive for a while... juts never got around to posting..*blushing* thanks for all your kind words... for you guys... !!
Chapter 7
Apollo appeared in his temple in a run. He moved straight towards a guestroom, laying the young mortal down on a bed, he started barking orders to his priests. His eyes were dark with worry. He feared for the young mortal, a preliminary scan had showed massive trauma to the back of the head, nothing he could not heal. But was worrying him was that the man seemed to have faded some what, like he had given up.
He did spare a thought when he felt Dite pop into the temple and then pop back out again. What was going on?
But soon his attention was gripped with his patient. He patiently healed him, working slowly until the damage to his brain was at the point were he could allow Joxer to self heal. He slowly felt the pons in Joxers brain regenerate, a slow push of power ‘rebooted’ the young mortals nervous system. It had been slowly shutting down. He mended the skull bone with thought. He worked outward as he found small injury’s and healed them, fighting against Joxers own body.
A touch to the mortals mind, revealed the reason that he had collapsed. The wall around the memory’s had crumbled. Nothing really he could do to stop the flow of images that Joxers brain was fighting to sort.
Soon Apollo felt that he had done all he could do. He sank down into a chair, his eyes narrowed in thought. He revised every injury that he had healed, and could not find a reason why Joxer would not heal under his own power.
He leaned back and closed his eyes. The slight displacement of air and a rush of power was the only indication that Ares and Aphrodite finally had arrived. He could feel his own reserve slowly rushing back to him. A full healing always took a lot out of him, and he had even boosted Joxers energy’s, and that had taken extra.
He felt Ares and Aphrodite join him, Ares going to the mortal’s side. Dite walked over to Apollo and gently touched his shoulder and gave him a gentle boost.
“Thanks D. “Apollo smiled up at the love goddess.
“No problem Pol. You needed it; your levels were way low. “She looked at Joxer and then Ares who seemed oblivious to their gazes.
***
He could feel the adrenalin that had been flowing true him abate, leaving him raged and worn. He felt emotional, and afraid. He felt panicked at the thought of loosing Joxer , of never seeing the mortal again. Without thinking of who might hear and who might think what he started to speak.
“The first time I ever realised you meant more to me then a follower or a friend, was that day by the cabin when we just sat outside enjoying the sunlight, I had said something so silly. And your smile, it was worth ever silly thing I said. I was trying to get you to laugh you know. You had been so sad… “
His hand moved over Joxers cheek.
“I guess I knew even then that I could not stand to see you upset….. That I would do anything, to keep that smile on your face. To make you happy, and keep you from harm.”
He caressed the motals lips.
“Didn’t do such a good job of it did I? To kiss you and then run was inexcusable. I should have stayed and explained why…….” He took a deep breath”...It is because I love you, I love you so madly and deeply that I hardly know what to do with myself. “
He lowered his head and placed the gentlest of kisses upon Joxers lips.
“I fear saying this to you when you are awake, I truly to….”
“Why?” A raspy voice croaked out. Ares eyes flew up to look into Joxers half open eyes. The gold iris glinting under dark lashes. The god of war looked away for a moment, before taking a breath, and deciding to spill his heart.
“Because how could anyone love war, I bring naught but misery and pain to those around me….”
He was hushed by a finger on his lips. Joxers voice was weak, but still carried a trace of amusement as he spoke.
“I will not allow you to bad mouth the one I love, God of war. “
Ares eyes widen as he realised what Joxer said.
“You….?” ¨
“Yes Ares I love you…. “ Joxer cradled Ares jaw gently , and pulled him slowly downward until their lips meet in the bares of kisses. He did not wish to startle the god sitting on his bedside. The kiss depends as Ares mind registered the feeling of lips on his own.
***