Hera walked down the stairs to the foot of Olympus to bathe in the water of a small river. She undressed and walked into the cool water. She glided in and looked up at the clouds around the top of the mountain. Thunder rumbled, which meant that Zeus was awake. And in only a few minutes he would walk down and join her. She dived into the water and swam to the waterfall. She let the water pour over her body, slowly massaging her scalp.
Hands close around her wrists and Zeus was standing in front of her. He kissed her on her lips.
"Morning, Hera." He pulled her against his body, kissing her again.
"Morning, Zeus. Have you slept well?"
"I have, yes." He stroked her back. "I have dreamed about you. Quite interesting if you ask me. You should do that in real too."
She looked suspicious at him. "What should I do in real? What have you been up to, Zeus!?"
He smiled and kissed her again. "I'll tell you later. Now I'm quite busy…" His hand wandered to her front and her breast, while his mouth was at her collarbone. Suddenly Hera got irritated, just so irritated. She pushed him away. "So for the morning, I'm good enough!? You dream of me, but when was the last time you slept with me!? Do you think I'm crazy, Zeus!? Get away!" She shove him back now and started running to the nearby woods. But on half the way something hit her into her leg. She fell…
"Hera!" She turned on her back and saw Zeus running to her. Before he reached her at least twenty arrows fell out of the air and hit him in the back. He tripped and fell into the water. Blood colored the water around him red, he tried to reach, to touch, her with one hand, but it fell weak into the water.
"Zeus!" She grabbed his weak hand and pulled herself to him. "Wake up! Ple…" Other arrows struck her into her back and she fell into the water too. She fell how some one lifted her up and carried her away. She was to weak… To weak…
"Can some one tell me where they are staying?" Apollo looked at the sun. "They are at least 3 hours down there. If they don't walk in right now; I'll get them. Doesn't bother what they're doing!"
"Probably Hera is murdering our dear father." Athena said. She smiled. "He was again on one of HIS 'huntings', I saw him returning this night."
"And what were you doing awake this night?" Poseidon smiled lovely at his niece. "As far as I know my brother he never returns before three. Did you have a party?"
"No, but if a certain uncle makes love to a woman above my room with a noise that would wake the dead body's… I'm sorry that I staid awake then…"
Poseidon blushed…
A scream reached the Gods. They runned to the balcony and looked down.
"That didn't sound like Hera…"
"But it also didn't sound good…"
When they reached the foot of the mountain other gods and goddesses had joined them. Persephone was running up to them. Demeter grabbed her daughter and asked: "What happened, dear? Has some one hurt you?"
She shook her head and said: "I…I was…coming back… the half year is over… and then I found… found him…"
"Found who?" Athena asked.
"Zeus…"