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    A Better Time, A Different Time – Tale One: To Each His Own

     
     
    “None the less you should talk to him and
    make sure he knows and understand and see how he feels about it,
    the key to making a relationship, a marriage work and last is
    communication.” Marguerite said and Xena nodded. When they
    walked into the kitchen they immediately went right to work with
    helping Cyrene continue preparing dinner. Night was beginning to
    fall and the guys finally came in for the night once again covered
    in dirt and sweat. “You guys have a good time?” Xena
    asked as they all flopped down in chairs at the table, “damn
    dirt doesn’t want to be dug,” Lyceus said while Ulysses
    leaned his head forward and moaned as Xena massaged his shoulders.
    “Go get cleaned up so you can eat,” Xena whispered in
    Ulysses’ ear then placed a kiss on his cheek.
    “I’m not hungry and even if I was, I’m too tired
    to eat,” Ulysses said as he leaned his head back and looked
    up at Xena who looked down at him.
     
     
    “Still, you need to eat, so go get cleaned
    up,” Xena said then leaned down and placed a kiss on his
    forehead and Ulysses closed his eyes at her healing and loving
    touch. “Come on,” Xena said as she took Ulysses’
    hand and pulled him out of his chair and he let out an exhausted
    breath as he stood. “Xena’s right sweetheart,”
    Marguerite told Julian as she stood behind him caressing the sides
    of his neck and he let out a breath as well as he stood.
    “That goes for the rest of you also,” Cyrene told
    Lyceus, Toris and Virgil. “Ah come on mom,” Toris
    whined and she looked at him as she placed her hand on her waist,
    “what did I just say Toris? You know better than to sit down
    at my table dirty any way,” she fussed at her sons
    considering Virgil to be like a son to her so they let out breaths
    as they stood and went their own ways to get cleaned up.
     
     
    When they were all cleaned up they came back to the
    kitchen and sat right back down at the table where Xena, Marguerite
    and Cyrene then proceeded to bring the food over and sit down
    themselves to eat, Corrinna joining them as usual, Marguerite and
    Julian had no idea of Cyrene and Corrinna’s relationship,
    they just assumed she was a close friend. “I’m going to
    bed,” Ulysses said fifteen minutes after he had finished
    eating and Xena looked at him, “no dessert?” She asked
    and he shook his head, “save some for me,” he said then
    leaned over and kissed Xena softly before he stood and headed
    downstairs to Xena’s room where he put on his pajama pants
    then crawled into the bed on his side and as soon as his head hit
    the pillow he was gone to sleep. The others followed suite as well
    and the women were the only one’s who were up besides the
    guards who kept an eye on things until the Inn closed and even then
    at least half of the guards stood watch outside at night.

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