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a/n: Alright I wrote this story after staring at a statue of Eros and Psyche for an unnatural amount of time. It's one of those timeless love stories with bits of tragedy and such. What I've got here is a kind of "what if?" where I used the myth to bring the whole Olympic lot into the present. My part takes up while Psyche is wandering from temple to temple trying to get the Gods to help her.
Reviews are loved by me! Suggestions are adored! Its unbeta'd so mistakes are mine, feel free to point and laugh at them. Oh and btw, those of you that are fans of my Beauty and Beast thingy will be seeing it rewritten and continued. I'll work faster if you read this, really. I'm magical that way.
"Yes, my heart?" He asked, concerned. He leaned forward to take hold of her and pulled her back into his embrace on the downy bed.
"I had a dream of the world above." She whispered her voice sad. "I dreamed of a girl, a mortal of great beauty, whose curiosity has torn her from her love and husband." She nuzzled her face into his neck, seeking comfort in his chill embrace. "She searches for him but she will not find him for many, many years..." She sighed.
"Then she will find him when she comes to us as all her kind does." He said reassuringly. Persephone shook her head and he wondered if this was yet another of her fits of unrest.
"Her husband will never know the cold of our hospitality, for he is a God." She explained. "Their pain burned me as I slept." She said pitifully, huge blue eyes blinking up at him. Hades tried to remember if he had heard anything of one of the Olympians marrying a mortal. "She must find him, Husband." She insisted. He nodded, petting her curls, shushing her.
"I will see to it." He promised, wondering if this would be another of her passing fancies. She smiled and kissed his throat, mind relieved.
Unfortunately for the God of the Underworld, his flighty Queen did not forget his promise and after a week of her asking he called Hermes to him to learn of his work to come. The messenger came reluctantly but was eager to share the latest bit of gossip from up above. And so Hades learned of Eros and Psyche, the mortal woman who was now wandering the Earth, searching for her immortal husband. He bid Hermes depart, saying nothing of the plan he was forming in his mind, but Hermes, being perceptive, suspected that he would act on the mortal's behalf and so spread the word to the Pantheon. Eros he told personally, advising the heartsick God of love to wait for Hades to act. Aphrodite, unable to thwart Hades unknown plans, forbade her son to seek out his wife. She made him swear that he would not interfere in the mortal's life without her permission.
Hades, however, had formed a plan that would not be known to any but his wife and to Zeus and Hera who agreed to be his accomplices out of pity for the beautiful mortal. When Psyche perished from a sickness and her soul came to his domain, the God returned her to the world above and she began life anew in a body that Zeus had provided for her, without the memories of her past life of pain. Hera, who would not abide a mortal to break the covenant of marriage if she had control removed from the reborn Psyche any desire for love. Her search for love was replaced by the drive to search for the husband she had lost. And so she would be reborn time and again throughout history until she found her lost husband. Zeus then made it so, that upon admitting her love for Eros, she would gain immortality to stay always by her husband's side. The problem with this, though, was that Eros knew nothing of this, faced with bitter disappointment when nothing seemed to come of Hermes words.
