Happy Pride! Anything Persephone related please
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The door to their bedroom opens and Hades doesn't bother looking up from his book. "How's our boy doing?"
Persephone doesn't say anything, instead crawling into bed next to him and curling into his side.
He drops the book and turns his head enough to press a kiss to her head, concern dropping in his gut like a stone. "Love?"
"Fine," she sighs. "I'm keeping an eye on him. He's trying so hard not to use his powers to not give himself away that he hasn't noticed anything different yet. It'll come."
Hades resists the urge to grumble. He blesses a demigod with godly gifts and the brat doesn't even have the decency to notice. That doesn't really explain Persephone's mood. "Do I need to kill someone?"
"Not today," she says. "I just. To do what I did, to send him back here, I must have been so desperate. Alone."
Yes. If Persephone is sending demigods back through time, then it's a desperate last act. One he would never allow her to take, one she wouldn't have to take if he was around. Which means in the future, he's not, that something happened that killed Death and probably broke the world because of it.
"Trust him a little," he says softly. "Trust yourself. He's got ten years to change things. If you didn't think he could do it, you wouldn't have sent him here."
They can only get so involved. Only demigods are uniquely blessed in their ability to change the tides of gods. Whatever there is to be undone, Percy is going to have to be the one to do it.
"Don't leave me," Persephone orders, less like the queen she is and more like the girl who'd fallen into his realm.
"Never," he promises, even though they're both well aware it may not be down to him, but to Poseidon's son.
