It comes to this.

[Hades Styx]

Finally, a thought came to his mind, and Hades thought of the most basic way to make sure that Anastasia Katsaros got with no other man other than himself. He would have what he wanted, and after some investigating, he decided to bring something charming and somewhat of good news to the one that caught his obsession and mind. Perhaps even his black heart but he did not know for sure. After a week away, something that Hades had never done, because he always checked up on Anastasia and Callista every day or once every two days. After that one incident with that young woman and all, Hades decided that he needed to do something to make sure that he would never have to fight off some single woman again. He did not want that, but there was something missing that he needed. A real wedding ring.

He had thrown away the other one he had for the faux marriage, finding it more of a burden than a pleasure. Hades now returned to where Anastasia lived, seeking her out until he was distracted by the baby in the home. Hades went to see Callista, before he turned to find Anastasia. It was not long until he found her, where he spoke, his voice serious and almost cold, "I need to speak with you, it is a little urgent." They have known each other for a year now, but it feels like so much longer however. Perhaps he knew her in school or something. Hades wondered if she would be surprised with what he had gotten her: an obituary of Megara Panagakos and also something else. Hades wondered if Anastasia would even ask him why he was gone for a week. He would answer honestly, that was for certain. Hades was an honest man, and he was loyal as they come, no matter how creepy and murderous he was.

 

[Anastasia Katsaros]

Anastasia Katsaros was most definitely not a happy camper. The past week or so had been absolute hell on Earth and she couldn't exactly pinpoint why. It was mostly a mixture of things. Incompetent children trying to run about her shop that she had to run off without killing any of them [unfortunately]; Callista was battling an inner ear infection magic could not get to for another few days as it developed and she was crying inconsolably, only quieted by her oddly absent father. On top of all of this she thought she was coming down with a flu; aching all over; sick; and wanting nothing more than to just forget it all and go to sleep. Anastasia hadn't had a good adrenaline rush since the instance with the slut trying to seduce Hades in the alleyway. Which she still couldn't figure out why it had bothered her so much. Sure her and Hades were exclusively with one another now but Anastasia had never been the jealous type. Most situations like that would give her amusement; not provoke blinding anger. That was another puzzle she was trying to see amongst this chaos.

When Hades entered the house Anastasia was collapsed down on the bed, the sun had just disappeared behind the horizon, bathing the city in darkness. She had finally managed to get Callista to quiet down for a while, contenting her with a few new soft toys and laying her in her crib under the watch of a house elf. She had her eyes closed and her breathing was quite steady, to the average onlooker she may have appeared to be asleep but that was not the case. Her stomach would not let her. It wasn't long before she was thrown out of this realm of peaceful silence. Not by the screeches of a crying four month old; but by her stomach which seemed to roar in her ears as she was soon running to the bathroom to worship the white porcelain god once more. A few miserable minutes of retching and illness later she emerged, her teeth freshly brushed to get the horrid taste out of her mouth.

She was returning back to the solace of her bed, constantly kept to the temperature that was just perfect for her at any given moment thanks to a regulation charm she had placed on it; when she felt an icy cold hand on her bare shoulder. Electricity seemed to jump through her veins, cracking and sizzling like no tomorrow and she didn't even have to look at the ghostly white digits to know who it belonged to. Hades was back after what seemed like ages. His absence was an oddly prominent one this time. It was not like him to leave his youngest daughter for more than a day or two. She turned around at the sound of his voice, which rang pleasantly in her ears, though still gave her a bit of a chill of fear, one eyebrow raised delicately. Her chocolate eyes gazed into his Onyx orbs questioningly. "Okay Hades, what of?" she asked, deciding not to comment on his absence for now.

 

[Hades Styx]

Slowly, his arms folded across his chest and unlike him, Hades had a lot to say this time. Softly, he started, "After that event with that woman, whoever she was, I have been thinking about that. I also know that you have been a little sick, and know what is wrong with you as well." Hades was sure that she would not like what he would eventually tell her. How else could one expect to be pregnant that soon after giving birth four months ago? The sun had set, and night was coming which gave more energy to the nocturnal being. He also had to take care of things, make sure that his name was in the clear with the Ministry, which thankfully the plan had in the end succeeded. Hades was intelligent, making plans now and when he actually schemed, things went his way and now he was forming another scheme. His head slowly raised as his onyx eyes avoided hers to stare out the window. How was he going to word this? He had never done this before, because the last time he was married, he was forced into it, and he never had to propose before.

"I want to word it, without sounding like a foolish mudblood. To be honest, I have never done this before, nor have I felt anything for someone like I have you," Hades explained. Though his white lips curled into a smirk, as he pulled out the obituary and he showed her the picture. "I believe you know this woman. Seeing as she is dead now, I offer it as a gift," Hades wanted the death to be a mystery as it was for everyone else that found her. How did she die? Who found her? Hades slowly pulled out the ring, something that he thought would suit her delicate hand. But still wording was an issue for him. He could be like Kalif and force her into engagement, but he was not about that. Hades preferred free will, and seeing how someone could temper with that to get what they wanted. Hades let out a soft sigh and he showed her the ring, "An engagement gift. Having your greatest enemy as of the present eliminated by something unknown, for your hand in marriage." Hades wondered if she would accept, but there was no way to bring someone back to life just to have her killed again if she were to reject. Death does not work like that. If only it had.

 

[Anastasia Katsaros]

Anastasia looked at Hades curiously, something was off about him. His stature seemed off and he couldn't meet her eye, something that he had never had a problem with before. He instead chose to look out at the night sky behind her, it was beautiful on that warm spring night. Ana was almost tempted to go out and relish in it for a short while once Hades had left her be for the night once more. But at the moment whatever he was here to discuss with her was taking the forefront. Just because it must have been quite serious to get her lover riled up so much. As she was contemplating this the ghostly man began to speak, and the words that flowed out of his mouth were definitely not the type Anastasia had ever expected to hear from the man. With any other man the words would have been mush an Ana would have been going in the other direction, but as with everything else. Hades always seemed to know exactly what to do around her without even trying. She looked at the slightly crinkled newspaper in his hand and took it into her own, scanning the greek letters as they danced rapidly across the page. Almost face to face with the woman she loathed the most.

As she read the obituary and let the meaning sink in her look of slightly bored curiosity changed and molded into that of what was the closest thing she would ever get to childlike glee. That old ***** was finally dead! Anastasia only regretted she could have not caused it or at least been there to see it. "I hope she chokes on the taste of defeat in her grave on her way to a fiery hell."<i></i> Anastasia muttered darkly to herself in her mother tongue. Taking every ounce of self control not to burn the picture as a sort of symbolism. But that raised the question, what was Hades doing in Greece? The Death Eater thought for a moment and smirked. "Thank you for this. It is an excellent gift." she said calmly, she may be wrong about what exactly killed Megara but until proven wrong this would be what she chose to believe. It was touching in it's own way. But even if it wasn't him. As he would have no real reason to kill her, she still loved knowing and Hades knew she would. She was thrown off of this train of thought by an uncharacteristic sigh from the man in question. She listened as he spoke of engagement and marriage and her mouth dropped into an O. She could usually keep calm but this had caught her completely off guard. At least he hadn't tried to force her into a real marriage like he had the false one.

For the next few moments she was silent. Deep in thought at the offer that had just been laid out in front of her. On one hand she had always been put off by the thought of marriage, then again she had always hated children too and now she had a beautiful daughter that she loved with all her heart; not that she wanted any more for a long while. But the way her and Hades had found one another and seemed to be almost stuck together by the cosmos and that odd electric current running through their veins they managed to form a rather strong bond though Anastasia ever really realized how strong until she succumbed to the green eyes beast of envy as she attempted to kill the slut trying to close in on him. She had learned in the earlier parts of the relationship no other man would ever be able to please her sexually the way he did ever again. Plus she did want her little girl, the first Katsaros blood of the new generation, a mighty pureblood; to grow up in a stable household. There was a soft cry from the other room as if a exclamation point on her thoughts though the child quieted down once more so Ana let her be. "It is my hand in marriage you ask for and I accept." she told him, her smile was small but her eyes, ever expressive showed all they needed to as the extra estrogen flowing through her system made her more emotional while she was expecting. She took a step closer to Hades, laying a lingering kiss on his paper lips before stepping back to observe the ring, it was nice.

 

[Hades Styx]

Hades knew that this would be something that she would thank him for on the road to a future. He did not know what she did to Anastasia but what matters was is that she is finally dead. Onyx eyes watched the change of emotion upon her flawless and beautiful face. It was almost enchanting and cute. A sly smile formed across his pale lips when she muttered something in her native tongue that made no sense to him, but made him feel almost proud to be here before her. But now was to wait for the answer, and he was almost dying to hear what it was. He had to tell her eventually that she was pregnant too. Well, it depended on the answer on whether or not he would inform her. Then again, it could be humorous either way. Yes, he would wait until the answer, be it yes or no, on the news to tell her that she was pregnant again. Hades knew the signs, and he would have to go to the tree soon anyway. He liked seeing the original tree because it was more accurate than the copies, when Asparuh was not working on it that is. Otherwise, it told when someone was having a baby, twins or quadruplets. Why it did not show triplets was a mystery. Hades liked the tree anyway, no matter if it had some flaws.

The answer was magnificent. A yes, and now, they were officially engaged as he slid the vast right upon her finger, and his lips formed a sly smile. Whatever this may be inside of his veins, this electric current, this strong feeling of jealousy when someone – any male, lay a finger upon his goddess. It still stunned him, after a bit over a year of knowing her, he was proposing to her and soon to plan a wedding. However he doubted that she would want to be married while pregnant, and Hades adored the kiss that never got old as she planted one right upon him. Of course, he had to return the favor. Hades now spoke with a soft voice, “As promised, I had a theory about your illness, if you believe it to be a bug.” Oh it was not a bug, but another pure-blood growing, and it was his. With his careful eye, he was sure that no one would ever breed with Anastasia unless it was him. He took a step back from her, assuming that this would not end well on her behalf. “You may be pregnant…again.” Hades only thought, and he was not for certain. The first trimester was always the hardest as she could miscarry easily. Hades would not plan for another until she were about five months along. That was the type of man he was, and would continue to be. But for now, he was content and amused. He was engaged.

 

[Anastasia Katsaros]

Anastasia was extremely put out of her comfort zone on that Halloween night. Her heart was racing and though her flawless form did not show it she was also feeling quite jittery. Within the course of about five minutes her whole life had been turned upside down again. With the utterance of one sentence she went from being the woman who would never marry to soon to be Mrs. Anastasia Lutrov. The name itself was odd to think about. Despite everything that had happened in her life some small part of her always envisioned her marrying Greek. But she was more than happy with how things were turning out surprisingly enough and a small smile reached her face as Hades slipped the beautiful ring upon her left ring finger. In what could be considered typical 'just got proposed to.' style, Anastasia gazed at the ring as it laid upon her finger, despite any visions she may have her for her life and milestones such as this up until that point, Anastasia thought the ring could not have looked more perfect there. Certainly better than anything that filthy mixed blood ex wife of his could have possibly gotten. Not that she really mattered now. The children they spawned would be raised right despite their biological mothers bad DNA.

The emotions bubbling inside of Anastasia were strange, it was as if she had learned to fly as the smile just didn't seem to be able to come off of her face. Hades was a god, and after the incident with the town slut it was quite clear in both of their minds that he was all hers. However with his next words her happiness was laced with a mild curiosity. What exactly had she caught that had lasted so long? Hopefully a trip to St. Mungos wasn't needed because she kind of wanted to have a drink with Hades to celebrate the occasion and showing up at the Healers with alcohol in your system was never a good idea. When he dropped the bomb on her Anastasia was speechless for a moment, her mouth dropping into a perfect o. "P-p... Pregnant?" she repeated, stuttering for the first time in her life at the shock. It was too damn soon to be having another kid! She managed to snap her mouth shut but her eyes gave all of her emotions away. Callista was just now almost Five months old! "Well... I guess we won't be drinking to celebrate the engagement will we?" she deadpanned with a smirk.

 

[Hades Styx]

Hades was glad that he was finally going to get married, on his own terms this time. He thought that he would never end up married again after Hollace, but boy was he wrong. Hades was now on the track of getting married, and this was not how he planned to be with Anastasia when they first met. At first, she was just a pure-blood shell that could host a child of his. Now, she held much more than that to her. Somehow, she ended up capturing everything there was in a soulmate type of thing, with the electricity and whatnot. Yet, he still denied the fact that he could have been in love. Hades thought that being in love meant that you are always wanting to please someone, and you were a slave to the other. However, he did not know about the power behind the dark love that could be present, what Thorine and Arnost once had, still had to this day. Hades was thinking that Anastasia would end up yelling or something for making her pregnant but her reaction was not what he expected. Hades chuckled and shook his head, "It is very early. And soon, even for my comforts, however we need to perhaps...protect ourselves later on after this baby." Well, he did not like having children so close together.

Vritra and Hades II were years apart, and then much older than the babies now. He wanted at least two years or more between children. Hades though had to enjoy that smile that she seemed to have on her all the time, radiating. It was something that he was not used to seeing, but he liked it nonetheless. Though the smirk he did like better because it just suited her. "There are other ways to celebrate other than drinking," Hades said with a subtle smirk upon his white lips. Though with the way he said it could mean something else, but he did not mean it like that. Hades thought for a moment, crossing his arms over his chest. He mused, "There is the planning of the wedding, if you want it to be private or public. If you want it to be traditional, or dark - and if dark, I could marry us easily. And if you want it to happen before you start showing, or while, or after the birth of the new baby. It is all up to you." Hades was surprisingly laid back with the news that he would be a new father soon, and this child was not intentional this time. Of course, Hades II and Vritra were not intentional, but Callista, Holden and Heather were. Hades simply went along with things, and he would let Anastasia choose when she wanted to be Mrs. Hades Lutrov.