Chapter 9: Goodnight, brother. Goodnight

Orpheus was lulled back into consciousness by the voice of an angel. But the beauty didn't last long as the ugly pain hit him full force. Orpheus pulled his heavy lids open, to the face of his let out a shaky breath of relief and smiled at her poet's finally open glazed over hazel eyes.

"Orpheus... I love you so much. I'm so glad you're awake." Eurydice breathed out to her lover.

"I love you too," Orpheus whispered back, in a horsed voice. He shifted his body, but immediately stopped as daggers of pain shot through his body. He groaned in response, Eurydice started running her fingers through his sweat covered hair. He leaned into her touch, loving her affectionate ways. The two songbirds were startled by the sound of footsteps, and a sigh of relief as Hermes and Persephone saw that Orpheus had awoken. Persephone kneeled down next to the two.

"Hi baby. I'm so glad you're awake, we just started moving so we'll be home soon, okay? You will finally be able to heal." Persephone said, as she smiled and tears began to run down her cheeks for the millionth time that day. Orpheus' gaze moved from Persephone too Hermes.

"Mister Hermes... I-" Orpheus started, but Hermes cut him off.

"No need, Orpheus. I already know what you are going to say, and... it is quite a relief to see you awake," Hermes said, knowing what Orpheus was going to say. "And I love you." Hermes added, to his son. After everything that had happened today, he finally realized that Orpheus truly was his child. He loved him like a child, and he quite sure Orpheus loved him like a... like... like a father.

The train blew the whistle 3 times indicating that the four had arrived at their stop.

"A'ight! Time to go." Hermes announced, as him and Eurydice linked together to help Orpheus to the bar, where Orpheus would most likely spent many months recovering. He was already falling asleep as they were getting off the train. They all were exhausted emotionally and physically. Orpheus' sweaty forehead once again resting against Hermes' cheek. They all stumbled into the bar, Hermes and Eurydice helping Orpheus up the stairs. Orpheus hissed as pain shot through his stomach, beads of sweat fell from his face. It felt like 7 excruciating hours helping Orpheus to his bed, but they managed. Once the two got Orpheus into the bed, they left the rest too Persephone. Hermes guided Eurydice out of the room and down the stairs to a seat in a chair. Hermes went behind the counter and pour a drink for himself, Persephone, and Eurydice, not needing a vocal indicator for one from the girl. He handed the drink to Eurydice, she took it gladly. The pair sat in silence as Persephone aided Orpheus' wound.

Hermes looked up at the sound of sniffles, he saw Eurydice's tears falling from her eyes. Hermes slid into the seat next to her wrapping his arms around the poor girl as she sobbed into his shoulder. They sat like that for many hours, til they heard the door close upstairs. The both looked up to see a very exhausted Persephone walk down the stairs grabbing the glass and walking over to the two. Hermes wiped his eyes just as Eurydice did the same.

"Is he going to be okay?" Eurydice rushed out, needing to know. Persephone took a gulp from her glass.

"He'll be fine sweetheart, he only needs time. He's resting now, before either of you rush up to see him." Persephone winked at Hermes as she said it. "In a few hours I will go check on him and change the bandages, you both can say goodnight now," The two immediately jumped up ready to run upstairs, "but you both need rest too."

Hermes and Eurydice both ran up the stairs as quietly as they could. Eurydice put her hand on the knob and turned it, looking inside. They saw a heavily bandaged Orpheus laying on his back, fast asleep. Eurydice walked in and sat down next to her love.

"I love you, Orpheus. Sweet dreams, my poet," Eurydice whispered, and kissed him on the forehead. She smiled to herself brushing his hair from his kind face. She kissed him one last time before she got up to go to a different room to rest. Too exhausted to keep her eyes open any longer.

Hermes slowly walked next to his sleeping godson. He sat down, on the edge of the bed that Orpheus rested in. Hermes raised a hand and stroked Orpheus' hair that clung to his forehead. He thought about all the nights he had spent in this room with Orpheus as a child. One night in particular came to his mind...

13 years ago...

"Mister Hermes?" Meekly asked an 6 year old Orpheus siting at the top of the stairs."Yes child?" Hermes inquired, wondering why Orpheus was up this late into the night.

"I-I... can you come up here, please?" Orpheus asked, sounding as if he was scared for his life. Hermes placed the rag he had been cleaning the bar with back on the table and removed the apron from his waist and neck, hanging it on an ancient hook. He climbed the stairs to find Orpheus standing at the stairs clinging to the blanket his mother had left him with before she left, with tears streaming down his face.

"What's wrong, Orpheus?" Hermes concernedly asked, as he kneeled down next to Orpheus' small shaking form.

"I couldn't sleep Mister Hermes. I kept seeing my... my..." Orpheus trailed off, as a fresh round of tears began to roll down from his eyes. Hermes immediately picked Orpheus up, hugging him to his chest and carried him back to his bed, as a father would do with their layed Orpheus down in his bed, and then placed the blankets over his body. Hermes then sat on the end of the bed, and looked at Orpheus.

"Have you every heard of the tale of Hades and Persephone?" Hermes asked, the mischief and mystical tones running through his shook his head, and wiped the tears from his eyes.

"A'ight, time you're heard. The tale of Hades and Persephone." Hermes announced, knowing this would help Orpheus.

"It's an old song

A song of love from long ago

Long-time since I heard it though"

Hermes voice was powerful, ready to share this long loved story with this young boy.

"Hades and Persephone

Remember how it used to be

Their love that made the world go round?

King of shadows

King of shades

Hades was king of the Underworld

But he fell in love with a beautiful lady

Who walked up above in her mother's green field

He fell in love with Persephone

Who was gathering flowers in the light of the sun

And he took her home to become his queen

Where the sun never shone

On anyone

The lady loved him and the kingdom they shared

But without her above, not one flower would grow

So King Hades agreed that for half of each year

She would stay with him there in his world down below

But the other half, she could walk in the sun

And the sun, in turn, burned twice as bright

Which is where the seasons come from

And with them, the cycle

Of the seed and the sickle

And the lives of the people

And the birds in their flight

Singing...

La la la la la la la..."

As Hermes was singing Orpheus watched with wonder, all his fear drifting away as her heard this melody. Orpheus' eyes slowly began to dip shut, as he struggled to keep awake.

"Down below and up above

La la la la la la la...

In harmony and rhythm

La la la la la la la..."

Hermes look at Orpheus, his eyes had shut fully and now was breathing evenly. Hermes finished the song.

"The Gods sang his song of love

La la la la la la la...

And the world sang it with them

But that was long ago

Before we were on this road..."

Hermes lifted his hand and stroked Orpheus' hair, he leaned down and placed a tentative kiss on the crown of his head.

"Goodnight, child. You were touched by the gods themselves." Hermes whispered to the sleeping kid. He got up to leave, he took quiet steps toward the door. Once Hermes reached the door, he heard a small voice sing.

"La la la la la la la..."

Hermes turned around to see the sleeping Orpheus singing the melody in his sleep.

"Touched by the gods, he is." Hermes whispered under his breath, the melody rolling through the winds. Hermes left the room, knowing this child was even more special than he thought.

Back to Present...

Hermes was once again sitting in the same place, but with a much older and much more weak Orpheus. Hermes smiled sadly,"Do you remember that night, Orpheus? Couldn't sleep so I sang you the tale of Persephone and Hades. Do you wish to hear it now, son?" Hermes asked, knowing he wasn't going to get a response. He began to sing anyway.

"It's an old song

A song of love from long ago

Long-time since I heard it though

Hades and Persephone

Remember how it used to be

Their love that made the world go round?

King of shadows

King of shades

Hades was king of the Underworld

But he fell in love with a beautiful lady

Who walked up above in her mother's green field

He fell in love with Persephone

Who was gathering flowers in the light of the sun

And he took her home to become his queen

Where the sun never shone

On anyone

The lady loved him and the kingdom they shared

But without her above, not one flower would grow

So King Hades agreed that for half of each year

She would stay with him there in his world down below

But the other half, she could walk in the sun

And the sun, in turn, burned twice as bright

Which is where the seasons come from

And with them, the cycle

Of the seed and the sickle

And the lives of the people

And the birds in their flight

Singing...

La la la la la la la..."

Hermes looked down at the sound of a weak voice singing with him. Orpheus' eyes were half lidded, but all the same looking up at him. Hermes smiled, and the two sang the song together. Orpheus' voice being breathy and weak but beautiful all the same.

"Down below and up above

La la la la la la la...

In harmony and rhythm

La la la la la la la...

The Gods sang his song of love

La la la la la la la...

And the world sang it with them

But that was long ago

Before we were on this road..."

Hermes and Orpheus finished the song like they once sang together long ago. Orpheus gripped one of Hermes' hands tightly, as he looked into his father's eyes.

"Rest, child. I'll see you in the morning. Your lover will be here too." Hermes told Orpheus, in a soft voice. Orpheus only nodded in response, as his eyes fell closed. His exhausted body giving into sleep as soon as it could. Hermes leaned forward and placed a kiss on the crown of Orpheus' head. He pulled his hand from Orpheus' grip and placed the blankets over his body. He walked to the door, but before he left, he looked back to make sure Orpheus was still there. Breathing. He was, so Hermes sighed and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Leaving Orpheus to heal.

"Hermes... he will take many months to heal." Persephone told Hermes, as he walked down the stairs. Hermes looked up to meet the goddess' eyes."If he can survive hell and back, then he can survive anything. I know he can." Hermes said, wise words falling from his lips. Persephone took a sip of her drink, placing it down on the table. Empty.

"We can only hope." She said, as she got up and walked past Hermes and up the stairs to check on Orpheus. Hermes was left alone in his little bar on the railroad track on the road to hell. He walked over to the flaming candles and blew them out.

"A'ight time to say good night." Hermes told the wind. Himself even giving into the exhaustion he felt. Hermes walked up the stairs, to his room. Passing the room where Orpheus, his son lay. Hermes entered his own room and closed the door behind sat on the edge of Orpheus' bed, after rewrapping his bandages. She lifted his hand to her mouth and kissed his knuckle.

"Goodnight, brother. Goodnight."

Notes:

There is it! That's the end of this fan fiction! I loved writing it and I truly hope you all loved it! I love Hermes being a dad to Orpheus, writing those are just really heart warming. I will miss posting this fan fiction, but I have a couple chapters in the works for a part 2...! I have the first 2 chapters done and I'm continuing to work on those, there is a bunch of Orpheus' recovery and maybe a little baby on the way... ;). But once again thank you so much for reading! Keep an eye out for the first couple chapters of the fallow up! Love you all!

-Emma