Page 47 of The War is Coming

“And you don’t need to bow,” Blake told them with a slight grimace.

Frederick laughed. “If you need me, just call.”

“Thanks.”

“Okay, we really are going now,” and with that, Frederick and the demons left, Stanley closing the door behind him.

Blake walked back around his desk and sat down, turning his laptop on and signing in. He flopped back in his chair, not really looking at anything for the moment, longing for the peaceful quiet life he had been looking forward to.

Ares appeared in the healing dome, where he found Demi, sitting on the ground, stroking Silver’s nose and softly talking to him.

“How are you doing, son?” he asked, touching his shoulder, before sitting down next to him and stroking Silver.

“What if he never wakes up?” Demi asked him, voicing his secret fear to his father.

“He will wake up. It might take him longer to wake up, because of the forced shifting, but he will wake up,” Ares put his arm around his son’s shoulder. “You’re going to be parents in a few months; do you think Brook or Silver will miss that?”

Demi leaned into Ares’ side. “You’re right, I know you are.”

“Where are the children?”

“They went to spend time with Eggleston, but they’re coming back soon,” he looked at his father. “Thank you for killing the dark magic user and Maggon, and sitting with me.”

“You never have to thank me. I’m your father. I would destroy the world for you and our family.”

“If that ever happens, I’ll back you up. Do you know how the others are?”

“No, I’ll go and see them in a bit.”

They heard rain hitting the dome, not just light rain, but the heaviest of heavy rain.

“Let’s hope this dome is waterproof,” Ares commented with a grin.

Demi laughed. “We’ll soon find out.”

Just then, a laughing Jason and the children came running into the dome, soaking wet.

“It’s raining,” Forrest said, shaking his arms out over Demi and Ares.

“Thanks for that, Forrest,” Ares said, laughing.

“My god, how about drying us off, pretty please with a cherry on top,” Jason asked, sitting next to Ares and kissing his cheek.

“I think I can do that,” and with a wave of his hand, Jason and the children were dry.

Willow hugged Ares from behind. “Thanks.”

Ares patted her hand.

She let go and hugged Demi. “Are you okay, Demi?”

Demi nodded. “I am indeed. How was Eggleston?”

“He’s still an egg,” Tobin said, grinning.

“Thank goodness,” Jason said, chuckling.

“Dask is looking after him for us. We put a top of yours and a top of Brooks in the box surrounding Eggleston,” Willow said.