Whispers and Yells

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Elijah’s grip on the male got tighter at the mention of the sink. “You were safe, trust me. That’s one of the safest places to be other than in my arms of course.” He kissed the top of Alex’s head and nodded. “Yes, he told me. We are literally soulmates now.”

Alex smiled wider, relaxing even more into Elijah’s touch. “Yeah, well, this is where I feel safest.” He nodded, massaging along Elijah’s arm and wrist now, closing his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I can practically feel it... I have this almost surreal vision of it; it’s hazy but bright at the same time. There might be some... uh, side effects to it, though. The closer— physically— we are, the better we feel. If we get too too far apart, there might be some pain, but it builds up slow— I think. Plus, it has to be pretty damn far. And then, we might also get flash backs that aren’t ours. Lotta fun coming up in that department— oh, and dreams! Almost forgot that one. It won’t be uncommon for us to share dreams... Or nightmares. So, we got that too. Good stuff. So, uh, yeah... How do you feel about all that?”

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The whole time Alex was passed out Elijah held him. He wanted his husband to be sure that he was there for him even if he was unconscious. It has been a while and Elijah was almost about to nod off himself, but out of the corner of his eye he swore he saw Alex move. His eyes. The ghost watched at his soulmate began to wake up. “Yeah, baby. It’s real. I’m here. I got you.”

Alex swallowed down, hard, feeling Elijah's chin on his shoulder. He sighed, leaning back and letting his hand fall over his husband’s.

“I had a dream... I was under a sink. I felt safe.” His thumb ran in circles over Elijah’s. “It’s over, and we have each other.” He told himself, scavenging a smile from the thought. “Do you, uh— Did Micah fill you in on what happened back there?”

“Fuck my life” He grumbled after Alex collapsed. “You two are so fucking dramatic.” Micah aimed at Elijah, who’s paralysis was wearing off. The witch went over to Alex and picked him up with little to no effort. He carried the god over to a nearby couch and laid him down. “I’ll be in my study after you are able to walk again get your boyfriend and get out. I’ll mail you my bill.” With that Micah walked away leaving a groggy Elijah and passed out Alex alone.

It took almost an hour for Elijah to be able to get off the table on his own without stumbling. He immediately made his way to Alex. “Babe?” He asked his husband as he stroked his cheek. “It’s okay. I’m okay. You’re gonna be okay.” After talking to Micah some and getting help with the door, the ghost picked up Alex and carried back to their place. He placed Alex on a bed made up of blankets in one of their forts.

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Alex tossed and turned in his sleep. He still felt odd, and the air around him swirled and twisted in an almost painful way. Every step he took induced a severe headache. He grabbed his heads with both hands, wincing as flashes of hundreds of memories attacked his mind at once. When he finally opened his eyes, he found himself sitting down, hugging his knees. He tried to get up, only to knock his head on the hard object behind him, but he couldn’t quite make it out; everything was so dark. His first instinct was to feel trapped, but instead, he felt strangely calm. Suddenly, his eyes adjusted as he felt drips of water melt onto his shoulder. He was under a sink.

Slowly, the image around him faded once again and he felt a warmness growing inside him. He blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. When his eyes opened that third time, he was staring up at Elijah. He looked around his surroundings, slowly, “Is this real?”

{he blushes} I– Yeah, no not that one. I mean I have that one, but I can’t wear it around Apollo’s family. A dank meme? Is Pepe the frog still dank?

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[resting his hand on Connor’s thigh] Yeah, Pepe’s pretty dank, bro. Oh— you could always do Trump. That’s a 2016 Halloween classic.

I have no idea what I’m gonna be for Halloween and it’s kinda stressing me out.

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Theo’s already picked out your cost— oh. Oh, you mean for like, not our Halloween, right? Hm, you should be a dank meme.

“Why can’t you just let me fantasize?” He shook his head. “Nope, she is probs gonna say some bs about her not wanting Ry to be a bougie white kid even thought both her and Kai are bougie white kids. Wanna hold her?” He held Ryan out to his husband.

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Ryan reached, carefully grabbing baby Ryan and rocking her in his arms lightly, kissing her forehead again. “We did such a good job, Spencer.” He muttered, still smiling down at Ryan. “And... You did such a great job with Athena the entire time, and— and... You’ve always been such a good dad. You’re going to be such a good grandfather.”

“Well, I want Ryan to have a good education. She might be our future President.”

Micah removed one charred hand out of Elijah’s chest and mumbled a sorry before putting it into Alex’s. He fished around and what seemed like in no time he had Alex’s soul. “I don’t know how to give him just half. I– Do you know what to do?”

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Sweat dripped from Alex’s forehead as he felt every bit of pain from the extraction. “Tether.” He grunted. “He— needs...” Every word was a battle, his vision blurring more and more intensely. “Connected. Tether— it.”

“Athena is literally gonna ban us from buying her things.” He shook his head and looked back down at the baby in his arms. “Kidnapped, stole, borrowed, adopted, all the same thing.”

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“Riiiight. All the same things. Too bad you can’t raise a baby in prison, right baby?”

“Do you think ‘Thena would at least let us pay for her to go to a nice private school?”

Micah looked at Alex like he was crazy, but he knew there was a chance this could work. “I– I can’t remove my hand, that leaves an open portal and a chance for whatever’s in there to get out. If you want to do this you need to put an ex on your chest with the rest of that paste. I can’t paralyze you for this you are going to have to feel everything and stay still, can you do that?”

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Alex nodded his head, wasting no time before ripping off his shirt and hastily painting the ex on his chest before promptly returning in arm distance to Micah. “I don’t care. I’ve trained all my life to handle pain management. Now go.”

It was taking him longer than usual to find the soul, shit maybe this dude didn’t even have one. He kept reaching and searching, each second making him more frustrated. Micah soon felt his pulse quickening, blood racing through his veins, his fingertips heating up. “Fuck, fuck, not NOW.” The flashes of light went through the room. “The– I can’t find his soul. But I’m running into something demonic and it’s causing me— I’m gonna burn him.”

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“No.” Alex’s voice was suddenly rough, demanding. “So help Gods, you’re not doing that. No— no— I can... I can help him. My soul. It’s just like... It’s just like in the myths.” Alex’s mind was suddenly clear, as if everything made sense. He breathed in, slowly but heavily. “Yes, yes! The myths. Soulmates. We were all one before my father split us into two. We only need one soul.”

He looked at Micah, dead in the eye. “You have to take my soul; you have to take my soul and split it with him. I don’t know how, but it has to be done. And now.”

“Shut up.” Micah said in the middle of Alex’s rambling. “Finally.” He went from glaring at Alex to looking down at Elijah. He rolled up his sleeve and within seconds plunged his hands into Elijah. The ghost’s body was mid-corporeal there which allowed the witch’s hands to go through him. It was like a portal. Elijah wanted to scream, to kick, to grab something, to run, but all he could do was move his eyes to stare at Alex.

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It was painful looking into Elijah’s eyes; Alex could almost sense the pain. But he knew better. He had to look. He had to remind Elijah he was there for him. He bit down on his lips, breathing slow and just wishing it would go faster. Suddenly, however, dark flashes of light hit the room and almost instantly all the light in Elijah’s eyes seemed to fade away.

Alex felt like the entire world had collapsed on him. Tears instantly fell down his eyes. He felt helpless. He felt complete despair.

Shaking his head, he looked at Micah. “What’s going on? Is this normal?”

Talking in baby talk. “No! No I won’t give this wittle girl to you. ‘Dis is my wittle girl. Yes she is. All mine.”

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“You’re cute, babe.”

“I mean, I’m pretty sure she’s ‘Thena’s. And I’ll probably be the favorite when she grows up. I mean, we do share the same name and all.”

“Yeah, whatever. It’s fine.” Micah sighed at Alex and finished making a paste-like concoction. He brushed the paste on Elijah’s chest in an X marking. “It will activate in a second, that’s when I put my hand in his chest literally and metaphorically each for his soul. He will be able to feel everything but not be able to move, hear it’s very painful and yaddda yadda.”

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Almost instinctually, Alex closed his eyes. “Let’s just— get this over with. Oh! But I mean... Be careful... Please... Because y’know, I don’t want something to go wrong. Okay, I’ll just shut up now and let you do your thing.” He slowly opened his eyes, only to make eye contact with Elijah as he tried to run his thumb over the other’s hand as soothingly as he could.

“Great, now let’s move on. Drink this.” He told Elijah pushing the vial to him.

Elijah smiled at Alex’s words then sat up. He took the bottle from Micah and drank the liquid like it was a shot. “When should it ki- ck in?” He began to slur the last of his words as he laid back down.

Micah turned his back to Elijah as he began to mix another potion. “In about three… two… and one.” He turned back to the ghost. Micah took Elijah’s arm in his hand and he then held it up and over Elijah’s face. The witch dropped it letting the ghost’s arm hit himself in the face. “Yup it worked, he didn’t keep his hand from hitting his face. He no longer has control. Micah went back to work and Elijah just side eyed him, those being the only thing he could move.

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Alex was too nervous to process every single little interaction between the two; he reached out and grabbed Elijah’s hand. “This is okay, right?” He asked, still focusing his eyes on his husband and leaning down to kiss his hand, praying to all the gods in his head.

Micah nodded, “Yeah, sure lay down, probably take off your shirt, and I will be ready in three minutes.” He continued to set up.

Elijah turned to Alex and cupped the other’s face with both hands. “Hey, I want to do this. For me, for you, for Winter and Maximus. It’s gonna be okay, I’m sure of it.” He pulled Alex into a kiss and after he pulled away we walked over to the table. Elijah took off his shirt then laid down.

Finally, the witch was ready. He held a vial of blue liquid over Elijah. “Any last word you wanna say, just in case?” Elijah looked over at Alex. “There is no need just in case, but just know I do love you.” Micah looked over to Alex, “Anything you wanna say to him?”

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The shorter ma was sweating at this point, and he bit down hard on his tongue because he knew if he said anything, his voice would choke. So instead, he just smiled as best as he could and fell into Elijah’s kiss, turning to wipe away any tears with his shoulder when Elijah was busy.

He nodded at Elijah’s not-so-last-words before nodding again to Micah and taking a short breath to say some words of his own. “I’m always with you, Elijah D’angelo. I love you.”

Micah shook his head as he turned slightly to a smaller table that had all the items that Elijah had to go hunt down. “Nope, I am already doing as much as I can for the pain. It would be much more painful.” He shrugged at Alex’s next question and continued to mix a potion. “Yeah whatever, not too sure if he will be able to hold yours, though.” Micah took a second to look at Elijah. “I am basically gonna paralyze you. Like I said the pain is bad and I don’t know how well you will handle it so it’s easier to make it to where you can’t move than have to work about you squirming and fucking me up.”

Elijah swallowed the lump in his throat and put the necklace away back into his pocket. He was nervous now, he had been fine up until this moment. The ghost knew he couldn’t let Alex know. I mean he could, but he didn’t want Alex having to worry about or comfort him, the other was already so worried. He took his husband’s hand and spoke calmly like as if this was just a trip to the dentist. “Sounds good. So should I lay down now or do you need a few more minutes?”

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Alex nodded at Micah, focusing entirely on Elijah. “Baby, listen— just know that it’s not too late to back out. This isn’t something you have to do. You and I can be just as happy no matter what.” He sighed, he knew nothing he would have said could get Elijah to back down now, but Alex instantly regretted the idea instantly. He wished he could go back in time and completely protest the thought; he didn’t think anything was worth losing Elijah for, but he knew he couldn’t stop him— it would be too selfish.

“Well to dumb it down as much as I can, Elijah lays town on to this table” [he gestured to the long table in front of him] “then I put a spell on him that’s allows me to put my hands inside him while he is still corporeal and search for his soul. Of course it’s not actually in his body, it’s more like his body is a portal that leads me to it. Once I find his soul I take it out and another spell then it latches on to the object of choice. The risk is I can lose his soul and he can be trapped where ever it is and also he will be able to feel everything I’m doing which I hear is very painful.” [he looks at Elijah] “first thing first, what are we attaching your soul to?”

[elijah pulled out a necklace with a little ghost on it and held it up] I was hoping this would work and Alex could just wear it.

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Alex nods, slowly and hesitantly, his eye glued to the necklace. “Is there any way we can remedy or maybe— decrease the pain? I don’t suppose there’s any ghostly anesthesia?” He sighed, biting down on his lip at the thought of Elijah losing his soul; he knew that due to his sacrifice, whatever happened, Elijah at least could never end up in Hell. Resisting the thought to urge Miah to do his best with Elijah, Alex inhaled deeply, looking over at his husband. “Can I hold his hand, at least?”

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