The Perils of Time Travel, 14
Lexy is back to take up the narrative. She's recovered from her head wound "accidentally" administered to her by Hephaistion. She's sure he really didn't mean it. Now she wants to help him out of his dilemia with Olympias.
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Fourteen
"Come, lady, its best we leave this area and quickly." I frown at Ptolemy. What's got him so spooked? Everyone's acting like a hurricane is coming or something. I'm not sure, but I feel like Hephaistion needs me. Something about Olympias makes me nervous. She's acting so differently than she was when we all met in Pella. I mean, she was nice and all, but like I'm sort of not sure about her at all now. She never told me she was Alexander's mother.
"Duh Lexy!" I scold myself for being so dumb and draw an odd glance from Ptolemy. "Of course, like I'm really sure she's going to tell you she's Alexander's mother. Like you would have believed her then? Well, I do now. Besides, he looks like her, only his hair is slightly different in coloring. Only thing is I can't see Alexander ever being as devious as his mom. I don't know, but there's something about him, that in spite of his being a solider and all, he just isn't someone who seems really into lying or even comfortable with it. Now Hephaistion, he's different, I can see him doing that easy. I'll bet he's really bad when he's sleeping with someone. He probably tells them he loves them and then goes and hops into someone else's bed. I know I would have a hard time saying no to him. Not that I'd ever have a chance with him. First there's Alexander and then Jordan. I wonder if Hephaistion has figured out yet Jordan's a woman? Oh, he's just so gorgeous! Both he and Alexander ā hmmm, I wonder if it would be easy to, ah, seduce Alexander? He's so cute and boyish. No, on second thought, I remember how mean he was dragging me down into the dirt and wrestling with me. On second thought I don't think I like him at all. Iā¦
A little giggle escapes me and Ptolemy grins at me and leans over to whisper in my ear. He's put his arm around my shoulder. Ohhh, he's got nice strong arms and he smells nice, too. Like Philotas, they must wear the same scent. Hmmm, I sniff the air deeply ā Patchouli. I love Patchouli. Ptolemy's so nice, and dear, sweet Philotas I really like him! It's just so hard for me to believe any of those nasty things that have been written about him. Maybe I should have a talk with him. Yes, I'll do it! He's the perfect gentleman and so..well, let's just say he's very good at kissing. Just take it from me, he knows how to make a lady feel loved. Maybe that's what's wrong with Alexander's mother. She never felt wanted, I mean not even Alexander wants her around. I thought I knew her, too. I thought I knew Olympias, but she's nothing like she was when I met her. Why is she wearing such odd clothing? She's dressed the way the other ladies are, but she's one of us, I mean from our time. I never saw her dress like she is now, well, okay I take that back. Come to think of it she did on Halloween. She was dressed in black robes. She sort of reminded me of a witch, not a fake one, but the real thing!
I study my escort. He's not bad looking, but not anywhere near as handsome as Philotas, who is really good looking. I have to tell him, he'll tell Alexander they all deserve to know what I've done. I tap him on the shoulder. "Uh, Ptolemy I think this all my fault! Poor Hephaistion, poor Alexander! If only I'd known who that lady, that nice lady was, I mean I thought she was nice when I met her. We were just having some wine together, she bought a bottle for us and she was so kind helping us get to Mieza. She really did know a lot about Alexander. Hmmm, I guess I get that now, I mean why she knows, knew so much about him. Wow, if I'd known she really Alexander's mother why I'd have run in the other direction. I really have to do something. Why just look at Hephaistion, he looks like he's on his way to his execution.
"Better him than us, my Lady." Ptolemy frowns as we come to stand in front of Philotas' tent. "What do you mean if you'd known who she was? How, where did you meet the Lady Olympias?" Then I freeze, oh, shit. I'd forgotten they don't know we're from the future. I need, I can't tell him what really happened. He might kill me. I'm sure Alexander would. I have to think of something to divert his attention. I -
"Oh, no! No! I've got to help Hephaistion, I've just got to." I raise my voice as I run from Ptolemy's outstretched hand toward Hephaistion. "Don't worry Hephaistion, I'll figure something out ā I'll, I'll save you!" Why is he groaning like that? He looks like he's going to be sick, poor thing!
To be continued.