Our Own House | Closed.

“Do you think we can feed from mommy,” Cole asked. “She smells really good.”

“There isn’t,” Matt stated. “But if you make things awkward there will be.”

"If you ask her, she might say yes," Zack said. "But you have to ask."

Fae nodded her head. "Good," she said. She laid back against the pillows, her head still throbbing. "How long does this usually last for?"

“Mommy we’re hungry,” Celeste whined.

Artemis opened her eyes, realizing what Celeste meant when she saw her little fangs peeking out of her mouth. “When daddy says stop you need to listen,” she stated.

“You need to sleep it off,” Brian stated.

"Is that clear, guys?" Zack asked.

Fae nodded her head. She pulled the blanket back over her body and curled into a ball under it.

“Yes daddy,” the twins agreed. Cole and Celeste bit into their mother’s arms when she offered them, happy she was letting them.

“I promise you’ll feel better when you wake up,” Brian promised.

Zack watched the twins carefully, glancing up at Artemis so he could tell if she was in any pain or not.

Fae nodded her head. “You guys don’t have to stay with me if you don’t want to,” she said.

Artemis stated quiet, avoiding eye contact with Zack even when she began feeling a little light headed.

“I plan on going back to sleep once you stop talking,” Brian stated.

Zack could tell that Artemis was beginning to get weak, and he reached down to gently place his hands on the twins’ backs. “It’s time to stop,” he said.

Fae shut her mouth and rested her head against the pillows, feeling like she was just a nuisance to both of them at this point. She closed her eyes and forced herself to go back to sleep, even though she knew she wouldn’t sleep long.

Cole and Celeste whined but listened to their dad.

Brian went right back to sleep after Fae did. He honestly didn’t want to be awake at all that day.

"Good," Zack said, smiling at them. He got up, walking to the bathroom and grabbing a towel to wrap around Artemis's arm. "Do you want me to heal you?"

Fae woke up only a few hours later, deciding to get up and go take a shower. She stripped out of her clothes and turned the water on, using her fingers to brush the tangles out of her hair while she waited for the water to warm up.

Artemis nodded. “I think I let them drink too much.”

Matt walked into the bathroom, clearing his throat so Fae would know he was there. “Zack and Artemis found Zeus,” he stated.

Zack nodded his head. He bit into his wrist, gently pressing it to her lips so she could drink from him.

Fae turned to look at Matt. "That's great," she said. "Is he going to help her?" She was surprised Matt even cared to talk about Artemis at this point.

Artemis hesitated before she slowly began drinking Zack’s blood. She was scared to get addicted to it again.

“From what Zack said he agreed to help,” Matt stated.

“Trust yourself,” Zack said softly.

“That’s good,” Fae said. “I didn’t think you cared much about them anymore.”

Artemis drank from Zack, forcing herself to pull away when she felt her wound close up and start to scab over.

“I care about Zack,” Matt stated. “Artemis can go fucking die again for all I care.”

Zack smiled and kissed her cheek. “Why don’t we get dressed and get breakfast,” he said.

Fae sighed softly, reaching over to feel the temperature of the water. “I’m going to shower,” she said. “You’re welcome to join.” She stepped in and closed the curtain, figuring he probably wouldn’t want to join her anyway.

Cole and Celeste ran off to get dressed, leaving Artemis and Zack alone.

Matt smirked. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

Zack leaned over to peck Artemis's lips before he stood up and began getting ready.

Fae pulled the curtain back and looked at him, smirking back at him. "Why don't you get in here and let me show you just how sexy I can be," she teased.

Artemis stood and began getting dressed, hating having to adjust herself to get dressed.

Matt smirked, stripping naked and climbed into the shower with her.

Zack looked over at Artemis. "You okay?" he asked.

Fae turned to look at him, reaching up and gently placing her hands on his chest. She leaned up, pressing her lips to his.