A/N: Hey guys thank you for checking out my first Lore Olympus fanfic that I am posting. If you're seeing this and wondering about my other stories I promise I do have chapters in the works for them. Things have been crazy and I've been dealing with a bit of writer's block, but I am getting back into the swing of things this month and I can't wait to share the upcoming chapters and stories with you. I have a million and one ideas running through my head. If you want any story in particular updated first let me know and I'll try and accommodate you. That's it, so without further ado here is my new story, enjoy.

When it Rains it Pours

Ch. 1: Downpour

The rain poured down in torrents over her body as she walked in detached silence. She didn't know where she was going, all she knew was that she needed to get away from Artemis's house. Apollo had been around all day, telling her he couldn't wait for tonight, making slight touches behind his sister's back.

She could still feel his hands all over her. It made her itch to shed her skin, though she knew that wouldn't work as she had rubbed her skin raw in the shower before but the feeling of his hands never left. The thought of it made her cry harder and she was never more thankful for the rain than as it hid her tears, tears others would not understand.

She was surprised she had been allowed to be gone as long as she assumed she had been. She kept waiting for someone to come drag her back to the house. Her stomach churned at the thought of that person being Apollo. She had only managed to escape when he had gone to the restroom and Artemis had gone to make popcorn.

The night grew darker and colder and the rain grew heavier as she walked. It wasn't until a building loomed in front of her that she realized where she had walked to. Hades's house loomed hauntingly in front of her. Was he asleep? Should she walk up there?

No, it wasn't right. He didn't deserve to deal with her mental breakdown.

She wavered outside his house for a few minutes trying to decide what to do. The thought of going back to Artemis's house sent her stomach plummeting, but she didn't want to intrude on Hades, he might even have his girlfriend over. The decision was made for her though when loud, booming barks drifted through the pouring rain.

She knew those barks, they belonged to Cerberus. She longed for the protection of the house from which she could hear him scratching at the door. Her feet carried her forward without a thought toward the safety beyond. She didn't realize how close she had gotten until the door opened revealing Hades himself holding back a big black dog that whined upon seeing Persephone.

"Persephone?" Hades called to her. She couldn't find her voice so she merely nodded. "What are you doing out in the rain? You're soaked. Please come in and dry off before you catch a cold." Persephone climbed the stairs and was met at the top by Hades and the big black dog. She gently brushed one hand through Cerberus's silky fur as Hades took her other hand in his own.

"You're shivering." She hadn't realized it until he said something. The cold couldn't seem to penetrate her cloudy mind. He led her into the house and down the hall to a room. "Why don't you take a bath or a shower and get warmed up while I start some tea and find you some warm clothes. Cerberus go with her." She nodded and allowed the loving dog to lead her into what must have been a guest room. She worked on autopilot to start a bath and strip out of her sopping clothes. The warm water prickled her skin as she slipped into the tub. The bubbles and warmth we're soothing to her frazzled mind and she found herself beginning to drift off in the warm water. A knock at the door woke her from her slumber, she must have been out for a while as the water had cooled quite a bit.

"Persephone tea is ready and there are clothes on the bed whenever you're ready." Hades calm voice calling out to her was soothing and she was finally able to find her voice.

"Thank you. I'll be finished in a moment." She quickly washed her hair and then grabbed the towel hanging beside the tub. It was fluffy and warm and she smiled thinking of the care Hades took in picking out comforting items for his guests, not that she would expect anything less from the meticulous King of the Underworld.

On the blue blanketed bed lay a pair of pants, a long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of boxers. She blushed realizing the clothes belonged to him and couldn't help herself but to pick them up and smell them. They smelled like him, warm and comforting as a forest fire in winter. The clothes were way too big for her and she had to make some adjustments, but she never felt so comfortable wearing clothes in her life. It was like she was draped in a security blanket.

The mental image of him carefully picking out these clothes for her and making sure she was warm and safe caused her eyes to fill with tears that cascaded down her pink flushed cheeks. It was a simple gesture, kind, and caring, but it filled her heart with an unbelievable love for him.

The smell of tea and soup wafted into the bedroom and she found herself following the scent down the hall and into the kitchen where she found him bustling around spooning hot soup into bowls. The sight both made her swoon and filled her with a pleasant tingling sensation. His t-shirt clung to his muscles and his pants cupped his butt nicely. A blush crept across her cheeks at the vulgar thoughts that filled her head.

He turned with the bowls in hand, nearly dropping them when he saw her. It took him a moment to find a coherent thought before clearing his throat as he placed the soup on the breakfast bar beside the two steaming mugs of tea.

"I'm sorry I didn't expect you to be standing there. I made soup, I thought you might like some. Please, come sit." His eyes raked over her body as she moved to take a seat. His gaze wasn't uncomfortable like it was when Apollo did it. No, she found she rather liked his eyes drifting over her, especially as she could tell it was having an effect on him. She wondered if it turned him on to see her in his clothes, though she berated herself for the thought. He was a king after all and she was a mere goddess of spring far below his level.

"Thank you, that was very thoughtful of you." She replied as she sat down. The soup and tea were warm on her throat and in her belly and she was so very thankful for Hades. He didn't have to do all of this, but he chose to for her.

"I'm sorry my clothes are so big. I can send for some to be brought for you tomorrow. Though you do look splendid." Her whole body reacted to her words and it took her a minute to find words to reply with.

"Thank you, though you don't have to do that. I can have Eros or Hermes pick some of mine up from Artemis's tomorrow. I hate to intrude, but do you think I could stay for a little bit? At least until I work some stuff out." She asked shyly dropping her head, not meeting his eyes. A warm hand touched her chin lifting it so she would look at him.

"Persephone you are welcome to stay as long as you like here. I understand needing space to work through stuff and I'm happy to provide you a safe space in which to do so. If you want to have someone pick up your clothes that's fine, I'm sure there are other items you'll want too so it makes sense, though I'd still be happy to have some delivered should you choose. I hope you don't mind that I threw your wet clothes in the washer so you will have them in the morning." she was glad he thought of clothes as she hadn't grabbed any in her quick escape from Artemis's house.

"Thank you and I don't mind that was very thoughtful of you. I should probably call Artemis and let her know I'm ok before she freaks out and comes looking for me or worse. Would you mind if I used your phone? I left mine at Artemis's house." Persephone did not look forward to that conversation. She knew Artemis would be upset with her, but she couldn't understand without knowing what her brother did and she couldn't tell her and hurt her that way.

"That would probably be a good idea, I'm sure she's noticed by now that you're missing and is likely frantic. You can of course use my phone. It would be good to let her know you're safe. Although that leads me to another thought. Persephone why did you leave Artemis's house and walk here alone in this downpour?" Persephone's breath caught and her heart pounded as she processed his question.

A/N: What do you guys think of this chapter. Aren't Hades and Persephone cute?! If you're not following Lore Olympus by the amazing Rachel Smythe you are completely missing out and I urge you to go read it right now, you will not be disappointed. Leave me a like and a review and let me know what you think.

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