Title: The Plan Author: Hergerbabe Fandom: Xena Pairings: A/J, H/I, X/G, C/S Rating: NC-17 Archive: AJCS, JLA Disclaimer: Not mine and sadly never will be Warnings: possibly but not yet, sorry WIP Notes: I guess this would be an AU, I’ve seen very few Xena eps beyond the first couple of series, so this is a case of two fingers up at canon :) Summary: What if Xena wasn’t actually what she seemed? For Christine, this has been hanging around for ages, thanks for nagging me to continue with it and subsequently beta’ing, love ya hon!
“This is your future lifemate.”
“Joxer?” Ares raised an eyebrow.
“Are you sure?” Three identical nods. “You don’t mean Jett?”
A snort and two chuckles. “Jett does not have what it takes to be your mate.”
“Huh? And Joxer does?” Another set of nods. “But, but he’s sweet and kind and gentle, and damn, *so* clumsy.” Not to mention, cute and sexy, Ares’ eyes glazed over momentarily.
Three sly smiles were shared. “You already know much about him.”
Ares shook himself. “Um, yeah, well. You try ignoring one of his prayers!” Two small grins and a muffled snort. Ares flushed. “So, I have to marry him?”
“You must protect him. He has a destiny to fulfil and only you can help him. You will know when the time has come.”
Ares nodded and flashed away. Three sisters stared at each other, before breaking down into hysterical laughter.
“Oh, he is *so* gone on Joxer!”
“I told you.”
“He didn’t even make a token protest.”
Ares flashed into his throne room and looked round carefully before he punched the air. “Yes!”
Just this once, he would forgive The Fates from interfering. Now they had declared that he would marry Joxer, no one could stop him. And, as his official consort, Ares could have him made immortal.
There was just one small problem. He sat back in his throne with a sigh. How in Tartarus was he supposed to protect Joxer without drawing unwanted attention to him? If anyone thought Joxer was important to him, it could be used against him.
He needed someone he could trust, but who wouldn’t raise suspicion. There were only three people he trusted, other than Joxer. Strife, Cupid and…
*I have a very important job for you.*
(A little time later)
*How goes it?*
*This sucks, dad! People are so damn needy and pathetic. I hate this gig. You haven’t even told me why I’m doing this yet.*
*Patience, Xena. And remember who you’re talking to. Pretending that you’ve left my service is no great shakes either, ya know?*
*Yes father. ::sighs:: It’s just this girl, Gabrielle, she won’t leave me alone. Thinks I’m some big hero. Agh! I *so* want to kill her!*
*Well don’t. Every hero needs a sidekick after all ::laughs::*
*Yeah, thanks for that, *dad*!*
Ares sat back and grinned at his nephew. “It’s going well.”
“Yup,” Strife nodded, “I still don’t get it though.”
“You’re not supposed to,” Ares raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, okay.” Strife grinned. “So, what do I do?”
“With this? Nothing. Why don’t you go and help Cupid with Bliss, he could use it,” Ares suggested.
“Yeah, I know. I really don’t know how Psyche could give them up, but there you go. I guess she just couldn’t handle it,” Strife didn’t look particularly sorry.
Ares chuckled and shook his head, “No, but then that leaves the way clear for you now, doesn’t it?”
Strife stared in shock at his uncle. “How?” he shook his head, “Never mind, I take it you don’t mind then?”
Ares smiled, “To be honest, I always thought the two of you would get together a long time ago.”
“Really?” Strife was startled, “You mean you think I have a chance?”
Ares leaned forward and patted Strife’s shoulder, “Definitely.”
“Thanks, unc!” Strife hugged Ares before he disappeared to find his cousin.
Ares sighed contemplatively. For a Love God, Cupid could be a little slow, but now he’d given Strife a nudge maybe things would develop.
*This is the guy you want me to protect?*
*Are you sure?*
*::sighs heavily:: Of course I’m sure.*
*But he’s *so*…*
*Yes, thank you, I know. He’s also a very good man, and your future stepfather, so be nice.*
*Look, I told you, The Fates say he has to be protected until we marry and he fulfils his destiny*