Athena's very own family guru

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It was pretty nice just sitting here, enjoying some wine and just discuss whatever, with his favorite red head. Oh, how life played out in the most mysterious way. Just a couple of years ago he had never imagined he would sit here with her... he was so consumed in his jelaousy that he never noticed how lovely she was. Now... he could just sit here and laugh at his past self that he had ever been so head over heels in love with Leviticus.
Did Maya tell him?
This made him look at her with an raised eyebrow and place the wine glass back at the table. "No, tell me what?"
He barely had time to ask her what, before she answered with something that hit him in the stomach, with a mix of relief and confusing. "that is... that is amazing I uhm... But are you sure this is her family? It is not just some stranger who arrived and claimed to be his father... and I mean... family is not necessarily DNA... and now I just sound like a pessimist..." he quickly realised what he was sitting there and saying. The way Alison spoke about it clearly showed that Maya was happy. "I just want her to be happy and safe... I mean... after all she been through..." he softly took a sip of his wine.
and now, she turned the conversation on to him and if he had ever wondered about his family.
He shrugged and smiled softly. "At times yes... I did wonder what happened to my mother and if there was more family out there."
Casullay he leaned back in the couch and closed his eyes. "But... That was a long time ago. I created my own family after all." Here he opened his eyes and looked at her. "Why do you ask?" His aura was warm and kind as he waited for an answer.

It was her family.
It made a smile spread on his lips. He knew how badly Maya had wanted to meet her family and be with them. He smiled softly by Alison description of how touching a moment it had been. If only he had seen it. But he was sure that he was gonna hear all about it from Maya.
“I´m sure it will be good for her… she deserves it,” he commented with a warm tone.
Her comment on how her family would just be ashes, made him place a hand on her shoulder, smiling softly. “Okay okay, when you put it like that, then sure… I´ll be in your magic experiment.” Her he got up and placed the glass from him. He spread out his arms. “There use your magic, Red!”
He wasn´t sure what she was going to find. Except the half sister he already knew of and his dead father… and his aunt… but sure…. His mom´s side… he knew nothing. All he knew was that she never fought in getting him back and somewhere… deep down… he still wondered what it would have been like, if she had gotten him away from the mafia life…
“But first things first!” he suddenly said and pointed at her. “How are you? I mean… after the jerk disappeared.” By jerk he knew she would know he talked about Leviticus.

He knew that he was the one who had asked. Yet, he felt the fire in him, as she answered how she was doing. The fire was of course not headed towards her. It was headed towards the man he used to love and the man he used to see as his best friend.
Therefor, without caring if she wanted it or not, he pulled her into a hug and just stayed there with her. She was more than enough. She was more than Leviticus could ever be.
He pulled out of the hug and smiled down at her. His smile warm and shinning as the sun.
“he is trash and we were both blinded by him… and when all comes down to it. You outshine him by thousand and his troubled, self-centered ass couldn´t handle that.”
if he was honest, he would have no idea if she would tell him to talk nicely or agree with him, but he didn´t care. He thought she should know.
Levi did not deserve Alison or the family she had gifted him with.

Oh yeah. That was correct. She was now the headmaster of one of the best schools in all of Gaia! She sure had come a long way. Plus, she had a bakery… and a child… wow… how did she find time to even talk to him?
“You sure are naturally gifted my dear red,” he agreed. As the topic suddenly changed to him start cutting himself, he couldn´t help but laugh a bit. It all sounded so harsh. “Alright.”
he bowed his head down, let her cut a lock of hair, to then take the knife as she gave it to him. “Sooo… where do you want me to drop the blood?”
as soon she answered him, he would drop the blood on the spot, so she could do her magic on him and find out where the other half of his family was.

Curiously he watched as the blood split in all different edges of the room. Some of them was someone he already knew... but the more it split, the more he felt his heart pounding, since it was clearly more than he knew about.
"Does... the blood still travel to the death familý members?" he asked, not taking his eyes from the blood. "Just so I know if I should count my father to be one of these trails."
what he would do with these blood trails, was to another adventure to find out, than just standing here and looking at them. He wasn´t even sure if he wanted to know the rest of his family... why? he was afraid. That was one word you could put on it all... speaking of afraid... the door suddenly got up and there she stood. Whoever she was... all Tidus knew... was that one of the blood trails ended by her.
"I... Uhm... what?" he suddenly stuttered out. He then looked at Alison. "What... what do you mean... do you know her?"

This was Maya´s mother.
wait… what? But… that meant… he was… he shared DNA with Maya? He starred at the scene perplexed. His mouth hanged open like a cartoon character. How could this be possible? Was it a misunderstanding? No… Alison used her magic… It couldn´t be.
It took him some seconds to realize Daisy had asked him a question. “Oh, yes, yes I know Maya. She is like a little sister to me… I have known her since… 2010 I think… Her farther or… what we thought was her father, knew my father… and yeah, therefore we were often placed together when we were younger..”
with Alison blurting out that it all made sense, he raised and eyebrow, to look rather confused at her. “well… we still don´t know how she is related to me…” he blurted out.
Daisy now asking how old he was, made him turn his attention to her, only to raise an eyebrow by her skeptic look. What did that have to do with anything?
“Pff… I´m… 23,” he answered sort of flustered. He was well aware of how young he was. Especially when he was placed next to all the other people in his life. “why?”

A sting ran through his stomach the second she asked: Have you been taking care of her?
In some ways he had… but deep down he knew, he could have been there more for her… and it made him sick. Yet… it was always easy being clever in hindsight.
“I guess you can say that,” he answered hesitant. “I admit… I could have been there more… your daughter… has been through a lot… way too much for a girl in her age should go through… or any age for that matter..”
The second he raised his head, he was surprised to see Daisy walking closer, telling a story of how she lost her brother many years ago.
“Wait… what?” his gaze landed on Alison. “half… half siblings… what? How do you know? And Cake? cake? Is there time for cake? I… I…”
Just as Daisy asked if he wanted to sit down, he placed himself on the couch, placed his head in his hands. “I have so many questions as well… especially about my mother… or rather our mother… I guess?”
He raised his head from his hands.

Don´t beat yourself up about it.
Famous words. Especially since he also always told people the same and yet he never seemed to listen to it himself. with a soft smile, he nodded at her words and took a deep breath. For now… just take it easy.
as expected from someone as perky as Alison, she went out, giving the two siblings some time to catch up on… whatever they needed to catch up on.
Ask away. Okay. His specialty.
“Is she alive?” he blurted out. He needed to know if there was any possibility to meet his mother. Or if it all was too late. “How old are you? Did you know Maya was your daughter or was that a surprise as well?”
If Daisy didn´t stop him, he would be continuing blabbering. It was something he had always done… without realizing he was doing it.

Slow down. Breath. Again, he took a deep breath and gave her voice, not to mention his mouth a break from now. It was Daisy´s turn to speak.
She was alive… his mother… was alive?! He had an opportunity to meet her. Australia… she was in Australia. Why that sounded nice. And now… thanks to his portals he had a golden and fast transportation to her.
“yeah, I could imagine… I think it was best that she leaved as far as she could from my father,” he softly and lowly added. Even without talking or meeting his mother, he knew that his father probably hadn´t been the best husband.
44. Okay. That was far from old. Especially next to the supernatural’s, who often could put more than 1000 lights on their birthday cake.
The pain was clear in her eyes as she answered his next question. They had done everything in their power to get their daughter back. Which hadn´t been easy. He smiled softly at her. “But… you have her back now and I have never seen her more happy.”
He meant it. It was if Maya had finally founded the light in her life. It was heartwarming to witness.
“Okay, well… I´m glad to know that I am an uncle!”

“Yeah, it´s funny… we didn´t start out as friends… I was rather jealous of her, since she was dating the guy I was in love with. But, with time, I got over it and realized how delightful she was, and we have been friends since then!” he gladly told her.
He could sense how much Daisy was itching to hear more about her daughter, which was why he smiled softly at her and leaned back. “It´s okay, you can ask all you want about Maya. I´ll answer as many as I can!”

It was understandable, that Daisy wanted to know what has happened to her daughter, and here he stood, with some of the answers.
Did something happen to her. This question made his heart feel a struck of pain. It felt as if someone had grabbed it and squished it, so it almost would be bursting.
"Yeah, in the military... her father... or her whatever you can call him... trained her to be a spy when she was only 9," his story began. The further the story came, the more his heartbeat made his hands shake, which was why he started playing with his own fingers. "And she... some years later... she got kidnapped by this horrible person called Ramsay... He wanted control over her powers... and she still hasn´t completely opened up about what happened there... and I´m sure there is more she is not telling me... I can see it in her eyes... that and she... she... she has experienced so much... I´m sorry... I can´t tell you more..." a bit shameful he looked down at his hands. He was still mad at himself for neglecting Maya.