Halfborn's POV:
Mallory had been gripping the walnut so tight her knuckles were white. Her gaze bearing into the sea daring it to try anything against us.
I watched her, my heart hurt as I saw her in what seemed to be an emotionless phase, but anyone who knew her saw there was too much emotion on her face. Finally I caved, I couldn't do this anymore.
I walked over to her and sat down, she didn't kill me so this was progress. "I'm sorry," I muttered, "I said hurtful things that I didn't mean, the pressure of the world was on us and we took it out on each other." I pored the thoughts from the last few days out of me.
"Magnus was right, you brought me to modern views and made T.J. and I see each other as people of value. Your strong and I just pushed my stress on you trying to take some off of my own shoulders."
"Though that back fired because I just added more knowing you would kill me if I tried to comfort you or look to you for comfort. I should've been there for you during this whole trip. I thought you needed your space which I guess you did." I sighed, "but that only pushed you further away."
"You were always been there for me the last few decades, and in the past I've tried to return the favor and I haven't recently."
"This week, was hard for you. Everything you knew about your past was tossed away, and we almost died a handful of times. I couldn't stand my afterlife without you, Mallory Keen, and I guess what I want is for us to try again. We have always bickered, that's how we show our affection but I hated how we verbally hurt each other. So let's not do that again, at least not for the rest of the century." I finished, Mack was crying.
This was something few people had seen, I remembered the nights we had sat and she would cry and shout her frustrations out.
Curses flew from her mouth that I didn't understand but she didn't seem angry so, I took that as an acceptance of my apology. I put an arm around her, she leaned back and exhaled, her grip loosening on the walnut. I kissed the top of her head feeling more content then I had in a while.
As we pulled into Valhalla we were met by a thunderous celebration. Sam and Amir had a tearful reunion, we ate food and laughed of our adventure.
Mack and I spend the night, playfully bickering, throwing plates at each other in affection. "Hey Halfborn! Catch!" One of the other einherji threw a kicking, red faced, Mallory at me.
I caught her with ease, and spun her around as she screamed in anger giving me the death grip. I laughed and her hair was in my mouth. Finally I put her down and she kicked me, I laughed at her red face and the fact that she couldn't stand up straight like she was drunk.
I kissed her and she smile into it, she wrapped her legs around my waist, I herd the laughter of the other einherji but I didn't care I had my girl back.
As everyone settled down and went to their rooms Mallory and I sat in my room in front of the fireplace.
"I hate you, you oaf." Mal said and looked up at me, "hate you too Mallory Keen." I say smiling and giving her a passionate kiss.
Mallory fell asleep on my shoulder snoring softly. I smiled and kissed her fiery locks, before falling asleep myself.
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Gunderkeen one-shots
FanfictionI don't think there are enough of these so here you go all if you are gunderkeen trash. I do not own any the these characters or some of the plots, they belong to Rock Riordan.