Down The Rabbit Hole

fourteen

"What is your favorite dish?"

"I really like pasta."

"Color?"

"Obviously blue."

"Which God do you worship?"

Logan pauses, unsure of how to answer. He probably means the Greek Gods, but she was still unsure.

They both sit outside, just finished with a little training that left Logan breathless and sore. She lays back, looking up at the pale blue sky in thought.

"Probably Athena or Apollo." She finally says, turning her head to look up at him.

Surprisingly, he isn't laying down. His eyes are focused on the mountains, his head resting on his arms.

"Why?" He didn't say it like he was judging her. He asked it like he was really curious.

"Athena is the goddess of war. She's still beautiful and still a woman. I really admire that. And Apollo hold up the sun everyday, which must be really tiring. I couldn't imagine that." She answers truthfully, "What about you?"

"I admire all of them," He says simply, "All of a place in the world."

"I guess you're right," She doesn't say that she really thinks Zeus is a jerk and a playboy.

After all, they worship these Gods. She shuts her eyes, letting the wind brush over her face and the soothing sound of silence absorb her.

It's nice. There's no enemies. No pirates, no bandits, no wolves, or foxes. She actually feels calm and relaxed.

"Logan," Hercules suddenly says, "Why are you here?"

She opens her eyes, them shifting over to him to see him looking down at her.

She doesn't answer right away. She doesn't know. Hell, she has absolute no idea why she's here.

"Hercules, you wouldn't believe me if I told you." She says, sitting up and hugging her legs, "It's complicated."

"I would believe you. You don't have any reason to lie." Hercules replies, his gaze making her slightly uncomfortable.

The only person she's told is Arthur. Well, kind of. It was implied. Who knows if that annoying pirate got the message?

She looks up to catch his gaze, a sheepish sort of look on her face. "I'm, uh, I can time-"

"Logan! Hercules!" A voice cuts in, drawing the attention of both to the red head rushing towards them, "Why are you guys still out here?"

"We were talking," Hercules replies lazily, his other demeanor suddenly gone, "Why are you running?"

"Akantha wants us all to go back. There's a visitor." She nods her head towards the direction she just came with a small smirk, "Come on."

They both get up, Hercules taking the lead while Harper and Logan lay back. The red head hooks arms, a small smile on her lips.