He was always there.



Poseidon's PoV

I took one last look at my wife, just to make sure she was actually asleep before misting into my son's nursery.

I stood by the window and looked at the cot at the other side of the room,

I could sense movement which meant that my newborn son must still be awake.

I walked over to the cot, being careful not to make to much noise and wake up my previous lover Sally. I will admit it, I am still in love with her,

but I new that the best thing for her and young Perseus was (as much as it pained me) for me to stay away. I finally looked down at my only living demi-god son,

he was lying in his cot staring at me with big, curious sea green eyes and playing with a sea shell ,

I have no idea where he found that but his attention was divided between me and that shell.

I smiled at him before lifting him out of his cot, I half expected him to start crying but he seemed relatively calm with the whole situation.

He was so tiny so I could hold him in the palm of my hand and his head would be at the tip of my fingers and his feet would just reach my wrist.

You would think that after having so many children I would get used to the feeling of holding them for the first time but it had never changed, I still felt that sense of pride in them, for what they would accomplish one day and also that sense of guilt, I knew I had brought a hero's fate on my son,

and the thought of it was like being stabbed in the heart with a dagger of ice.

I carried him over to the window and stood holding him gently, I'm sorry I said gently, your future won't be a happy one, and you will have to go through much, but I will be there for you through it all, and whatever happens remember something for me

I paused,

he may have only been a few days old but I got the feeling he understood me remember that ...you are my son and I love you and am so proud of you I said as I felt a slow tear run down my cheek.

Goodbye for now I said and walked back to his cot. I lay him back down and he then almost instantly fell asleep.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Verdana;line-height:16px;">I smiled and placed a hand on his forehead,

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Verdana;line-height:16px;">I will always be there I promised. Then I left.