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    Future's Past

    Chapter
    2
     
    A beautiful, shorthaired, blond
    sat leaning against a boulder gazing at the evening stars. She
    drew one knee up, circling it with her arms, and rested her chin on
    the knee. “You know Xena, even if we did miss Sappho,
    this was still my best birthday ever.” She grinned at
    her friend, “Especially flying with you. That was
    unbelievable!”
    “I’m glad you enjoyed
    yourself. I’m still sorry that I made you miss hearing
    Sappho, though,” answered her soulmate. 
    “It’s ok,
    really. We can see her another time,” said
    Gabrielle. “You don’t need to keep
    apologizing. It was a great birthday…” Anything
    else the warrior-bard might have said was lost as she suddenly felt
    a tingling on her skin. She looked up to see Xena also stiffen
    in reaction. “Ares?” Gabrielle queried, a
    surprised look on her face.
    “Ares,” stated Xena
    flatly, locking eyes with her partner.
    Just then the pair heard the sound
    of clapping. They turned in the direction of the sound and
    there, leaning casually against a tree was Ares, God of
    War. “Very good ladies. I’m impressed
    Gabrielle. Until now, Xena’s been the only one to sense
    me when I don’t want to be noticed.” 
    “Well, Xena’s taught
    me almost everything she knows,” replied Gabrielle
    dryly. “What do you want?” 
    “What I want is to help
    you,” answered the god doing his best to look
    sincere. 
    Gabrielle shook her head and
    scowled, “Oh, no you don’t. I’m not falling
    for that.”
    “Wait, Gabrielle,”
    insisted Ares, “I came to tell you that Velasca has gotten
    loose.” 
    The color drained from
    Gabrielle’s face and Xena moved to stand beside her soulmate,
    placing an arm over her shoulders
    reassuringly. “When?” whispered the
    bard. 
    Ares looked at her, with what
    appeared suspiciously like concern. “A few days
    ago.” 
    “A few days ago, and
    you’re just telling us now!” shouted
    Xena. “Gabrielle’s life is in danger and you wait
    until now to let us in on it?” 
    “Now Xena,” pleaded
    Ares patting his hands in the air between them and taking a step
    backwards. “It’s not what you think. As soon
    as she broke free, she created a time vortex, and it took me a
    while to figure out exactly when she went. It turns
    out that she went back to a time a few days after you originally
    trapped her and Callisto in the lava.” 
    “Too bad I don’t still
    have the power to kill gods,” complained Xena
    bitterly. 
    “Oh, being able to travel
    through time so we can stop her would be nice too,” added
    Gabrielle wryly. 
    “Weellll…”
    drawled Ares, “I may be able to help there.” He
    saw Xena arch her eyebrow and went on, “I could make you both
    gods, then you could travel back to that time and take out Velasca
    before she can kill your younger selves.” 
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