Jean cautiously approached Athena, who was cradling the baby tenderly.
“Could I have my child back, please?” Jean didn’t mean to sound as abrupt as she did. Athena stood, and reluctantly handed the gurgling bundle over.
“He’s a lovely baby.” Athena said, “Maybe I was wrong about him.”
Jean was confused. How could anyone be wrong about a baby? What could Gerald have done to make this strangely clad and very tall woman think she was wrong about him? She dismissed the thought. She didn’t want to know.
Jean was also confused as to how they’d managed to end up in the middle of a field, in the pouring rain, in the middle of the night. Were they on a film set? Jean wondered, as she looked around at the two chariots, goodness knows how many horses, and umpteen people dressed like ancient …Romans? No; she noticed there weren’t any cameras. And she wondered why she would actually be on a movie set as she wasn’t an actress. She had to be dreaming.
Too much strangeness around.
“Could somebody please take us home?” She asked nobody in particular, and still quite abruptly. She was cold, wet and tired. Too cold, wet and tired for it to be a dream.
Zeus walked over from his chariot, and spoke gently to Jean. “Yes, child, I will ensure you get home, at the correct time, on the correct date, and with everything as it should be.”
Jean, once again, was confused. What a strange thing to say, she thought. What a strange night.
This is another part of my Legendary Circles storyline, which is currently going through a very confused stage. The previous part can be found by clicking here. There are many other parts to this tale, and they can be found, along with other multi-parters, in my Storylines menu. This link will take you there.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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