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Joxer and the Men	By : AmberDDawn Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 2235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yes I'm still here. As always I really Hope you enjoy this strange fiction.
I hope that my pacing has been ok.

Joxer and the Men
Chapter 7: Joxer's Miraclous Healing

Gallus could see the village walls in the distance. There were his tribesmen standing before the wall...Just standing. Not attacking. He frowned. His Joxer lay hidden just beyond the gates and yet his people do nothing to rescue him.

He broke into a sprint, sped his pace to a run and gave a harsh scream. The men turned and parted. He broke into the throng of people. He saw men from the village at the front of the crowd. The one who looked to be in charge was speaking with one of his own, Hyllus. He was a good man and a brave fighter; yet here he was cowing to the people who had so violated him, their tribe, and Joxer.

"As I was saying, Hyllus," Captain Eos's words carried over to him,"The only people we allowed into the village before you arrived were going to the healer. When my second in command went to fetch them he discovered that Apollo had left a barrior of protection around the Healer's house. We cannot go into the man's house with the notion to remove him from the healer's care. If you would go home and return in a few days with no weapons and preferably with your chief..."

Murmers erupted amongst the men. They wanted to do their chief's bidding but they didn't want to go against a god, nor did they feel it would be worth risking their future chief's consort's health."

"Liar! You have taken my bethrothed and are hiding him! One of your men has stollen what is rightfully mine!" Gallus marched up to the Captain of the guard drawing his dagger with the intent to strike him down. Before anyone could react there was a shout and a wooshing sound. In a flash of sparks and a clang of metal on metal, the dagger was knocked from the young man's hand. Xena retrieved her chakrum from a tree it had richoched into and came over to the group.

"You are not taking my friend," Xena spoke calmly. She and the Lieutennant had left the village.   The gate locked behind them securly.

Gallus cradled his hand the bones in his wrist were numb from the force of Xena's throw.

"Why aren't you inside Sosilus? You're in no shape...What are you still doing here Xena? Not that I'm complaining. We could use your assistance," The captain looked between his second and the female hero.

"My freinds and I came looking for aid for our friend, after we rescued him from these men he was in bad shape."

"Viper!" Gallus hissed, holding his sprained wrist to his chest, "If Lydus had not drained his side he would have died, he nearly beld to death! You are no friend of Joxer's. He came to us feverish, bruised, burned, and undernourished. He almost died due to your treatment!"

Xana frowned hard. The truth was she worried over her friend, but he only travled with them once in a while. When he was on his own she had no idea what he went through. Still She had not noticed Joxer was in such bad shape this time...He never complained. Certainly he had been attacked the day before they arrived at the camp but she has seen her friend walk away from much worse beatings and never once complained...

The warrior felt kind of sick. Joxer never did complain about being hurt and he was always ready to go at it against any foe even when he knew the odds were stacked against him. She and Gabrielle both owed the man an apology for undersetimating him and treating him poorly.

"I'm sorry," She let out a sigh. Saying that to an enemy hurt, but she wanted to end this without a fight if possible, "You are right...at least partly. We didn't hurt Joxer but we also neglected him. Right now though he is with the village's physician and what the Captain said is true. Apollo himself set a barrier around the healer's house. You couldn't even enter that house if you intended to take him from there. Barring that, I would not allow you to take him again. He is a free man and he makes his own path. If after he is fully healed he chooses to go with you I can't stop him, but you do not own my friend!"

Gallus's eyes burned, "He-you don't understand you fool! He is in danger! He isn't safe unless he's with me. Once he drank Pan's Potion! Gods! He is not going to be safe anywhere!"

Xena was surprised when the throng of Gargarean men all gasped and turned to the young man. The one called Hyllus aproached the man and rested both hands on Gallus' shoulders.

"Surely this can't be so," The man a full head taller and almost half a man wider looked down on the first born of his chief, "He was not ready for that. You didn't?"

"I didn't, I don't know who did but Lydus came to father and I," He swallowed, "He had...whoever gave it to 'im gave him over one hundred times the dose. Not even Lydus knows what that will truly do to him."

Xena along with the men of the village listened and watched the interactions.

Gallus leaned his head in and whispered, "Any of them could at this moment be violating my Joxer and planting their seeds in his womb. We must take him at any cost."

Hyllus steeled himself, "These are your father's orders?"

Gallus nodded his head curtly, lying to his kinsmen.

Hyllus turned and roared as he drew the long spear from his back. He lunged at the Captain. On his bellow the archers released their taught bows. Arrows, both flaming and not rained on the wall and over it.

Inside screams could be heard. Xena cursed loudly as she was rushed by three men weilding varous weapons. She drew her sword to defend herself. One was taken by an arrow from behind her an expert aim struck between the man's eyes killing him as he reached blindly for the offending arrow to pull it out. The one on her right was shot throught he calf felling him but not killing him. He struggled to his feet taking three more arrows before falling.

That left the one charging her with a set of bola and a spear. She dodged the entangling weapon and parried against the sprear with her sword forcing the man back. He was pushed back and about to thrust his long spear, but Xena easily out manouvered him taking a swipe at his side and cutting through the leather hide clothing.

He screamed in rage falling to his knees, blood sprayed as her sword tore out of him. She felt more than heard as another rushed her back a loud thwack was heard she spun in time to see captain Eos lop off th man's head. They shared a grim look and turned to eacheother's back as half a dozen men circled them. The lieutennant screamed as he had his eye gouged by a dagger.   He fell but one of his underlings managed to protect him by slicing through the neck of his attacker. The battle was intense people screaming and blood spraying. In the end the remaining tribesmen dragged Gallus off screaming and shouting obsenities.

"Joxer is mine! You bitch! I'll have him back and I'll have your head!" Were his last words before Hyllus wisely clocked him over the head and had him carried off. Xena and the Captain ran to the injured.

"Captain!" one of the other guards called frantically. Sosilus lay in the grassy feild before the village gates his life blood draining from his empty eye socket.

"Mmm Sorry Captain," He managed his remaing eye rolling to meet his superior's eyes.

Eos cradled the man's head gently, "You fool you should have stayed inside where it was safe." He leaned down and kissed the younger man on the temple. "You stupid fool."

"Lets get him inside," Xena took over, feeling the very personal tension between the two men. She wouldn't ask but she had a feeling that the two were more than just comrads or Captain and Lieutennant, "You're wasting precious time."

Eos cleared his throat, "Yes." He stood and gathered the younger man into his arms carrying him easily. "Get those gates open, but do not let anyone leave. They might come back with more men."

Xena nodded as she helped another injured solider up. He was taken over by another man looping his arm over his shoulder. Even with her mind fresh from the fight she was worried. What were they talking about..."Pan's Potion?"

She didn't like the sound of that and the way the atmosphere changed among the tribesmen when it had been mentioned. It did not bode well for them, or for Joxer. She couldn't fathom the possibilities of what this potion was used for. A love potion was a strong possibility...other things flashed to her mind's eye unbidden, an enslavement and obedience potion...Joxer was already so easy to minipulate. Always wanting to please everybody and be accepted. Fuck! What if someone had designs on joxer's body? That young man claimed Joxer was to be his bethrothed.

A potion from Pan would be related to his own abilities. As far as she or anyone else knew the goat like diety didn't have any temples and she really couldn't say for sure what his powers were. Once she had heard that he was the son of Aphrotie. Also she remembered of tales of his voice frightening the titans. His cries drove them back and allowed Zeus to imprison them. Anything he cooked up would probably not be good for the one who drank it.

Joxer surprised his friends and the healer when he walked into the kitchen of his own accord. He was wrapped in a blanket still. They had to do something about that sooner than later. the man asked, "What's for lunch? I'm starving."

"Well I have some apples baking in the fire and Phidais was kind enough to share his stores with us. I promise when Xena gets back we will go to the market to replace what we've eaten, and maybe get some of that honey to take with us. Aparently your honey is a miracle cure." She turned to check the small quails she also had roasting.

She nearly dashed her head against the side of the fire pit when the first screams rang out. Auto and Gabrielle rushed out to see panicked people scrambling either to or away from the tower of smoke coming off a burning building. They looked to each other and then back to the healer, "Watch the food please," Gabby asked Phidais. He nodded. The bard and thief went to see if they could help.

"Hope that protection from Apollo includes fire insurance," Autolycus blurted out.

Gabby dived around a mother dragging a screaming child, She nearly tripped, "What?"

"Ask later," He barked pushing himself to sprint faster. He wasn't about to let a fire spread to the healer's and endanger his Joxer.

Gabrielle and Auto beat Xena to the fire by a barely a heartbeat, "Xena!" Gabrielle shouted. She saw blood on her friend and gasped, "You're bleeding..."

"It's not mine," The warrior waved her worries away before the blonde forgot about the problem at hand, "I'll wash later. We need to stop this fire."

There was already a brigade of men and women hauling pails of water to and from the blaze. The tavern was burning and the stables where Argo was housed were being licked by the flames. Xena had to calm herself. Her beloved Argo would be fine if they stopped the fire before it spread.

"You can't go Joxer," The healer was standing in front of his door.

Joxer looked determined. "I have to help!"

"You're joking? Look at you you can barely walk ten paces before you have worn yourself out and you can't even walk five without tripping on the blanket! Do you think you would do anything but get in the way and get hurt?!" Phidais growled angrily. There was no way he was letting Joxer out of his sight.   Seeing Joxer draw himself inward physically and by his face emotionally too the healer let out a sigh. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell..."

Joxer was looking at his toes poking out of the blanket sporting a healthy blush and a tantlizing pout. Phidias hooked his finger under Joxer's chin and lifted his face, "Stay here. You're not helping anyone by going out and getting hurt again."

"I...I know I'm useless, but," Joxer's lip trembled.

"You are not useless, but you are still healing, " Phidais said looking into his big brown eyes, "Anyway, If theres a fire I'm bound to be needing help here. You can hand me bandages and shears and other things like that. I've always wanted an assistant." He smiled at Joxer.

He was leaning in to kiss Joxer's cheek when some of the very soliders repelled by Apollo's protection earlier came in...along with the Captain of the guard.

"Please help him...He's lost so much blood!" The normally calm collected Captain was frantic holding his second in command.

"Lay him on the table," Phidais's tone went from soft to crisp in an instant. "Looks like you'll be helping me sooner than I expected."

The physisian turned to his shelves Joxer following careful not to trip. Gods! If he tripped right now and made a mess of things he didn't know what he'd do.

The fire was dying. It had been quick work and the people of the village were patting eachother on the back. Everybody had been cleared from the tavern.

There were a few frightened people and some minor structural damage. It could have been a lot worse. The owner of the tavern offered all who helped a free drink in gratitude. His wife hung back.

Xena and Gabrielle mingled, but Auto observed the frail looking creature standing behind the owner as he poured drinks and congratulated the men and women who helped. He wasn't glad the tavern had been hit. He didn't wish the building had burned but that frightened shell of a woman...He thought back to the healer's words.

'He looks like the Barkeep's wife...' Auto saw the same signs in her that the healer had pointed out in Joxer. The trembling figure with down cast eyes. The flinch when her husband, even as cheerful as he was at the moment, asked her to fetch more mugs. She scurried away like a good obedient dog, her whispy grey hair flying behind her.

Gods she's probably learned that there was no such thing as a good mood with an abusive spouce...Would Joxer look like her at that age. Frail, and frightened? Joxer, so eager to please, ready to take one for the team.

It disgustd Auto. He looked to his friends. They may never have meant to but they had a hand in Joxer's abuse. Auto left the establishment. He'd not patron there inspite of his promise to take Joxer out they could eat at the next village. He walked back to the healers to let them know everything was alright.

First he make a detour to the tailor. Thankfully his shop was well away from the fires and though the man looked shaken he was fine and had managed to finish Joxer's clothing early. Auto shrugged and paid him extra.

"I'll bring Joxer by to get things fitted...if you have the material I'd like two more outfits made, but I want to let him pick colors. I've never seen him in anything but browns. He deserves to have something nice to wear."

"Sounds like you have it bad," The old man chuckled.

"He's special," The thief couldn't deny. It didn't matter now anyway. He did have it bad, really bad. He'd advertise his interest openly...now if he could manage to get the message to Joxer. Without scaring the poor man.

Auto was surprised to see the warrior wanna-be pressing a cloth to an injured man's leg. The solider was sitting on a lounge near the front door. In spite of a thickly bleeding leg wound the man's eyes were starry as he mooned at Joxer. The man was rubbing his fingers through Joxer's still damp hair.

"Hold still Lethos," Joxer growled and pulled away.

The other man pouted. His thigh spasmed and Joxer lost his grip on the injury the artery that had been slashed pumped blood all over the leg and Joxer's arm got splashed with the red liquid.

"I got blood on you?" He asked in a woozy voice, "I'm so sorry beautiful...let me make it up to you with a kiss."

"Ease off lover boy," Auto pushed the man back down. He took the wrap Joxer had been attempting to tie and quickly and firmly fixed it, "What happened here?" Auto asked hand still firmly on the guard's chest keeping him from grabbing Joxer.

"Well I was helping Phidais with Sosilus over there," Joxer nodded to the table where the healer and another guard were standing over a younger looking man, "Lethos limped over and started to hug me and call me his babe. Phidais asked me to bind his leg until they had finished with Sosilus. Poor guy took a dagger to the eye." Joxer looked on sympathetically.

"Awe don't be sad baby, your hunky Lethos is here to make it alllll better," The solider slurred a bit as he tried to lunge past Auto.

"I think he's lost too much blood, should we give him some water?" Joxer stood. The solider's grabby little mits managed to catch the blanket and pull it loose. Joxer squeeked and started a tug of war over his only covering.

"Don't be such a tease you sweet little peice of ass," The ditzy man giggled and playfully tried to take Joxer's blanket or maybe manage to grab the man himself. Auto shoved him down hard. Joxer backed up managing to trip on his covering and land on his ass. He took a long ragged breath as all his injuries were jarred. Auto socked the struggling man right in the nose and knocked him out.

The healer spared an irate glance then turned back to the important matter of saving a man's life. The captain had eyes only for his second. Gripping the unconscious man's hand tightly, almost as if he beleived he could keep Hades himself from snatching the young man away from him.

"Auto!" Joxer looked between him and the limp man laying across the couch.

"At least he's not tryig to molest you anymore," Auto said with a definite jealous tone in his voice.

"He was out of his whits from blood loss! Now Phidais is going to have to fix his face too," Joxer slowly and carefully picked himself up, "I wish we had had time to find my clothes and armor before we escaped. Autolycus made a sour face thinking of that hedious claptrap Joxer seemed to love. He shook his head.

"That reminds me..." He handed a parcel to Joxer.

"What's this?" Joxer looked nonplused.

"Open it," Auto said in an eager voice. Joxer wiped the blood off his hands as well as he could and opened the parcel.

"I...there are no words," Joxer smiled as he lifted up the soft seude pants and the smooth linnen tunic.

"Do you like it?"

"Its...so...red," he smiled pulling the top to himslef..."This is for me?"

"We couldn't expect you to walk around in a toga made from the good doctor's bed clothes forever...though I do think the bedsheet look is rather flattering to you," He unabashedly eyed the slender man, "Honestly you look best in the buff, but I can't have you walking around in nothing but what the gods gave you. You seem to have enough trouble with admirers without teasing them like that. I couldn't have any more perverts trying to touch you could I?"

Joxer blushed then giggled in almost a girlish way, "You are hilarous...Anyway. Thank you so much...I'll...um go try on the new outfit."

Auto watched him go. He heard the man behind him moan, "C'mere baby." He clenched his fist.

Joxer was quick to change and washed up as quickly as possible. When he came back in the room Phidais had to stop and look. Joxer's pants were a little tight, but that just made his new curves stand out in the soft charcoal grey pants. the tunic fell to just below the waistline of the pants and he looked so divine. Like something from the gods. Auto shook his head. He shouldn't have asked for red. It was too sinful on him. The color of passion made his pale skin look luminescent; like mother of pearl on the inside of a clam shell.

His hair was finally dry and fell loosly framing his face. It looked like it had been a while since the younger man had had it cut. Now clean it fell in flat sheets against this head. Just hanging below his ears. Joxer shook his head and it shifted like silk. Joxer; silly, clumsy, wanna-be Joxer; looked like walking sex. He had no clue he looked that good. Joxer just smiled that cute goofy clueless smile.

"Now I only need to get my boots and armor back,"   He came over to stand near Auto and turned to the healer who was holding a bit of bloody gause.

"How does it feel?" The thief asked.

"Tight in the hips...which is weird I usually have trouble with my pants being too loose...but well otherwise they feel so nice. I've never had such fine clothes since I left home..." Joxer's smile faultered at his own words, "This must have cost you so much...I'll have to repay you. I promise, I--"

"It was a gift," Autolcus insisted, "In fact if you even think of paying me back I'd be insulted." He was resloute. His gift was meant to impress and he intended to keep impressing Joxer right into bed with him. Joxer sighed and dropped his hands to his sides. He had to admit defeat.

Phidais forgot himself watching Joxer walk around and talk animatedly and that cute little ass seemed to jiggle when he moved...

Captain Eos had to clear his throat to get the man back on task. He carefully wrapped the lieutennant's head covering the eye socket.

"He'll live," Phidais said, "Just give him a few weeks to heal. He can be taken home. If you want , just make sure to give him lots of water and rest."

"Thank you," The man scooped up his lieutennant and left quietly.

"Bring that one over would you?" The healer beckoned them.

Joxer started to help the semiconsious man up the man's eyes cracked slightly, "You're back baby? You look so yummy in that outfit, can't wait to rip it off you." Auto butted in and grabbed the man by the shoulders, hauling him to his feet he limped over and fairly obediantly sat on the examining table.

"C'mere babe and hold my hand?" He whined and reached out to Joxer across the room. Joxer was a bit reluctant. Any chance he'd gotten, that guy and been grabbing him in places he'd rather not get grabbed...unless it was someone he trusted and loved.

"You stay over there..." Auto ordered. He wasn't having any more of this ass trying to touch his Joxer.

"You should rest anyway. Have a seat Joxer," Phidais shared a look with the thief. They may not like each other but they really didn't like Mr. Grabby Hands.

Joxer hated to admit it but all the excitment had taken a lot out of him. Even if he was healing faster than normal for some reason, his body still felt sore and tired. He chanced a poke at his belly and winced. It was tender but very tolerable. He probably would be ready to travel by morning....If the healer approved it. He lounged on the couch on the opposite end from where the man had bled. He wondered at the healer keeping his furniture so clean. There were no blood stains...excepting the ovbious fresh ones. He started to nod off. Tucking his arm under his head he lay on his good side and just watched the men work on the injured solider.

There was a surge of unrequited love in a small village near the middle of the country. Aphrodite felt something was specifically wrong...something familiar she couldn't quite put her finger on, but somehow she sensed a familiar mortal was at the center of the anomaly.

She flashed to the village of Colyrus seeing the billowing smoke coming from the tavern. She sniffed in distaste. There was no temple to her in this city. Only Athena and their father. Of course everybody had to suck up to the King of the gods, but they didn't realize where the true power lie with the gods...in your pants. Without the house of love there was no love and no fun sans-clothing. She traced the love sick signatures all around the village. Most of them coming from village guards. Reading a few minds the same name and same adorably goofy face kept popping up.

Poor Joxie...what have you gotten into? There was traces of her personal influence involved but she knew she hadn't done anything to him...well not very recently. She felt surprisingly guilty for how her house has tormented him in the past. So she had put a bit of a protection from divine tampering in his love life, but that didn't work for other gods influences. They just couldn't force him to fall head over heels for anyone...unless it was real love. Well then that wasn't forced...Natural love was a pretty powerful thing and hard to break.

Unfortunatly she really couldn't protect him from physical attack, from the other houses or their gods if they wanted to directly interfere with him outside of the passions and love sphere. Her influence over him was limited because her brother Ares had domain over him. Being dedicated at birth had its perks, and its disadvantages. Sure he was inately protected from dying in battle, having what some would preceive as plain old dumb luck when actually a divine hand woud trip him up allowing him to dodge a blow or an arrow flying at his back, or stumble into someone and make them stab themselves on accident; but he could still be hurt and he could die from those injuries.

She sensed he had been very weak and vulnerable when whatever had happened, happened. Her son had been specifically forbidden from messing with poor Joxie, but if someone had somehow gotten to him with one of her potions she...well she had never thought to protect him from herself.

She followed his aura until it was cut off. She frowned. What has Apollo to do with her Joxie? The woman stopped at the small house where she had been sensing a very powerful aphrodisaic. That she was blocked from Joxer now meant there had been a request by one of Apollo's followers.   Joxer only happened to be within the barrier the sun god had put up, but his essence was sealed inside.

"Apollo!" She shouted his name and waited.

The sun god flashed in looking less than pleased to see her, but then she noticed he had a tag-along.

"Pan, what are you doing here, not that it's not nice to see you..." She half aknowledged the goat legged god before truning back to her brother, "What did you do to my Joxie and why have you sealed him inside this hovel."

"...Who's Joxie?" Apollo looked slightly confused before flashing realization, "Oh that stupid mortal...and its not what I've done but what we've done aparently..."
The golden god swept his hand back to indicate all of them including Pan, "Just ask the little goat."

Pan glowered he was so tempted to bellow at the god and give him whatfor, but unfortunatly he was right. Pan had made this mess and he would be held responsible. Fessing up to the other gods in the mess would probably be for the best...Well maybe not Hera. he liked the color of his hide and he didn't think charred black was a good look for him.

"You remember probably seventy five years ago...not that long really...I had you make that potion...I've been bringing you lots of flowers and Nymph blood and essence in payment since then..."

"Ya," She nodded, "You keep my stores fully stocked. I do apriciate it but what has it got to do with the price of tea in Chin?"

The goat man looked on, cheeks flushed and brow knitted in guilt.

"Go on and tell her what you did...what you tricked us into doing?"

"I may have...I may have made a fertility potion...one that impregnants men not women...and that mortal may have gotten one hundred times the normal dose," Pan rushed through his confession leaving the goddess decked out in pink ruffles looking confused.

"Say what?" She ran her delicate fingers through her blond curls and looked on in confusion.

"He said we helped make a potion that allows men to get pregnant and Joxer was given enough ensure he's going to be getting shagged until his little head falls off. It has one of your 'special' potions in it. His pheremones are jacked up so bad that any man not already in true love with someone will be trying to hump him into next century. Even people under the influence of cupid's arrows will turn away from the intended target to go after his skinny little ass."

"In all fairness he was only meant to have taken a single drop and those children gave him three spoons full. I'm actually surprised one of the two mortals that have been with him all day hasn't managed to get inside him," Pan blurted out, "As much as he was given its a sure thing the "lucky" bastard that manages is going to be welcoming a son into the world within eight months of sewing his seed.

"Damn!" Aphrodite frowned. "Not good."

"There's no way to reverse the spell is there?" Pan asked. Apollo had been no help, but if they put their heads together...

"I don't know, you said this was a joint effort...Who else...well besides me and I'm guessing Pol over there?"

"Hera," he ground his teeth. he should never have gone to the queen but she was the godess of motherhood and fidelity.

"The potion normally works to make the two men both cherish each other and prevents the sire from wandering off to greener fields. I wasn't about to force a man to change his physical body so much then have his lover leave him when he's weak and vulnerable. If Joxer is atracting men its probably due to your influence, more than anyone's, but the resulting devotion would be her influence," Pan explained how the conbined potions work, looking back at the goddess of love.

"Well....let me think on the potion it's been so long. I know...my part was to garuntee desire and passion as well as compassion, and throw in lots of pheremones to get those bodies ready for some bumpin' and grindin'. The fertility part might be Hera's doing but sex is more than just about popping out babies."

"I'm responsible for the fast healing, reshaping the bones in the pelvis and growing the womb, but I had been under the impression that I was making something to heal barren women, and I was really only in it to get at that nymph pussy," He shrugged, "I really didn't care. It was more of a dare on my part than a favor. I won and I got access to Pan's personal favorite nymphs. 'Course they prefer me now. I've got the whole package; looks, whit, and a nice package."

The other gods rolled their eyes at him but didn't say anything...well Pan didn't say anything.

"Its how you use it not the size that counts," Aphrdite stuck out her tongue.

"Lucky I have size and talent," Apollo retaliated.

Suddenly the door opened and a solider with a bandaged leg limped out he looked back in yelling, "Come find me after your shift Hotstuff!" He walked past the three invisible gods.

Aphrotide felt the power boost when the man was past the barrier. Poor Joxer, that's one that would probably not take no for an answer and then he'd be stuck with him because of the potion. He'd be stuck love sick and at his mercy. Having the relationshiop consemated doesn't mean other men would stop trying, but it would mean with anyone else he would fight tooth and nail to get away from them even if it killed him.

"We need to find someone capable of protecting and cherishing him," Aphrotide spoke in a low tone.

"If either mother or father finds out about him the only thing we will have to worry avbout is if Uncle Hades is susceptable to the potion post mortem," Apollo said not really caring about the mortal but thinking of the consequences for him for messing with the natural order of the human body. Dite might get off with a slap on the wrist for her part. He knew he wouldn't.

"Oh I doubt Hades would be affected he's happily married and in love with Persephone," Aphrodite was certain of that one, "Even if the poor guy only gets her three months out of the year. Besides he can't have children. That wouldn't solve Joxie's problems at all. There'd just be a bunch of shades and underworld gods chasing his tail for eternity."

Pan looked to Apollo and both men shrugged. Could dead men even get horny?

"Theres still Ares to worry about too," She added as she looked through the window not even being able to feel their auras. She could read the faces of the two men inside. Both stealing glances at her Joxie as he slept on the couch. Maybe one of them might be the one...she'd have to think about this, but the problem was; what would his patron god think of Joxer settling down to become a mother? That might cause a problem...Actually she was surprised Ares had not popped in yet. Surely he's sensed the imbalance in one of his dedicated followers. For all she knew though he might not even pay that much attention to Joxer to notice when something major had happened.

"Why not just give him to Ares? Ares could make him push out some sons, and he could help keep this quiet." Apollo would be the one to throw the poor mortal under the chariot.

"Not on your godhood," Aphrodite growled, "He'd ruin poor Joxie and I won't allow it! Ruin Joxie and himself! If he could fall under the sway of the potion he'd forget about his duties and he and Joxie would never be seen again, off in some alternate reality or time bubble humping like bunnies.   Poor Joxer'd be pushing a out a new baby every year, until he succumed to illness or old age...and then Ares would be a shell of his former self and the world would have been left to burn." The female god pressed. She may be a bit of a ditz but she knew what her potions were capable of. Even a god could be swayed by love and love could be the most devestating thing in the entire universe.

...Anyway the best way would have been for there to belove already established to stabalize the effects of the potion. At this level though Joxer's inspiring lots of lust...and earlier I sensed a strong obsessive infatuation..."

"That might not be due to your potion. One of the men I took under my charge fell in love at first sight with Joxer. Took him prisoner and tried to woo him. That's how the mortal accidentally got such a high dose of the stuff. His younger brothers thought they were helping Gallus out by giving some of it to him...The oldest of them that did it thought it was simply a love potion." Pan explained.

"Oh Honey, love potions are rarely simple," Aphrodite defended her craft.

"You know what I mean..." The goat bleated in frustration,
"Anyway more than one of his tribesmen accused Cupid of medling with the boy. That's not true is it?"

"I'd have to ask. Though if the target was Joxer then he would have some serious explaining to do...Or if Bliss somehow got hold of his arrows again. 'That grandson of mine!' He should know better after last time he got the dressing down of a lifetime for a godling. Time out in the corner and no bow pratice for a whole year," Athena frowned marring her pretty face, before anyone could stop her she had called her son down, "Cupid!"

"Damn it!" Apollo and Pan cursed in unison.

The handsom young god of passionate love appeared, "What's the problem Mom? You almost woke Bliss from his nap."

"Did you use an arrow of obssession on a human called Gallus. Who was in the vicinity of our precious little Joxie?" Aphrodite pointed a polished nail at her son accusingly, "They kidnapped my poor little Studmuffin and he was hurt and now..." She trailed off realizing she had inadvertantly brought her son into the mess, "Oops...forget I said anything...How's my Blissy doing?"

"Bliss is fine and with his mother...What do you mean oops, and no not all obsessions start with one of my arrows...you know that...some people are just crazy to start, and what has Joxer have to do with anything..." Cupid inhaled slowly. Even through the barrier the scent of calendula flowers permeated the air, "Mom? You didn't?"

Aphrodite made a face, "It was for a good cause Cupid."

"You told me that potion was for Pan...I warned you it was dangerous. Has he been hurt and is he the only mortal to take the potion? With Uncle Pol's barrier up I can't tell but there are more than a few passionate thoughts in this village alone...and the one Gallus, he's the obsessed one? Heep him away he's not in love with Joxer, you're right he's in lust...completely obsessed, and dangerous. He thinks he own's Joxer. I can hear his prayers, and that he never thought he would sink low enough to ask a god of love for help. He's praying that I make Joxer love him and force him to submit. It's really disgusting."

"I hear some prayers too that Joxer notice them and fall instantly in love. Its a small group yet but if he goes out of this house and into a crowd of unattached men, Oh poor Joxie! He's gonna get brutally raped! That list of love sick men is going to grow...and the ensuing Heart break is going to be a huge blow to our power base," Aphrodite pouted.

"So why are the three of you hanging out here in this dinky village plotting out Joxer's life anyway?" Cupid suddenly aknowledged his uncle and...he wasn't sure how he was related to Pan but...he'd settle with calling him Cousin. When neither of the other gods fessed up he smirked, "I could make you both fall for each other." The one thing he knew both male gods had in common was indulging and taking pleasure from the female half.

He imagined them coming out of their spell entwined in eachother's arms covered in semen and sweat...and realizing that someone had to be the sheath and someone had to be the sword and not being able to remember who took it up the ass....because he could manage to get them both to receive in turn. His wickid grin had Apollo speaking up first.

"That idiot goat thought he could defy mother nature and have a tribe of men fucking give birth to more men. All because of some tincy little slight from the amazon tribe," The sun God spoke up.

"Tincy slight? You have no idea blondie!" Pan growled and suddenly filled all three gods with visions of what he found that day. Those images he had coaxed from the lead Amazon as he killed her. Young boys, not even old enough to give her a child, being used and abused, tortured raped and finally evicerated. One young teen managing to barely escape with his life. The look of abject terror in his eyes as he pushed that woman away from him. Her slipping and him barely managing to limp out of that camp under cover of darkness. Even as a grown man he was so traumatized that the sight of a woman had him shaking in his boots. The residule mistrust and fear from a tribe of boys forced to forget their homes and run for their lives, for ther last scraps of innocence.

"Those women...are they still alive?" Apollo spoke his face paler than normal and despite his normally cavalier demeanor he looked serously ill.

"Most of them are in tartrus and I made a deal with Hades...though I didn't really have to with such tarnished souls...those women expirence tenfold what they did to those children every day and will continue to until the end of time. I also made a deal with Gaia and Atremus that their daughters were striken barren. Though, the few girls that were young enough to be counted as innocent were almost mad from whitnessing the slaughtter and abuse. If they were repentant on their mothers' behalf they took it up with their deity," Pan sagged.

Sharing that horror took a lot out of the god emotionally to the point of physically draining him also. He hadn't intended to share the horrors with Cupid, but he could not apologize. He'd bottled up those horrors and carried them with him for three quarters of a century. The burden of them had been a weighty one and even though telling had not changed anything, he did feel a bit lighter. The stain on his heart would never vanish. Seeing horrors like that...even a god could not simply will his feelings away and the memory served as testiment for the children whom had suffered and died. He had been alive during the time of the titans, and seen their horrors. Even they recognized that innocent blood should never be sullied in such a way...well most of them. There was more than one reason the old gods must be locked away.

"The boys..." Aophrodite begged, "The children? Tell me they are safe now..."

Pan nodded, "The memories surrounding their deaths were blocked from them. They are currently playing in their own private spot in the Elysian fields; waiting for their remaining brothers to cross over and join them. Only one of the original children is still living. He has a few years before he joins them to regain his childhood so cruelly stolen away and the chilren can rest, or be reborn if they choose. Hades allowed them a place free of women and girls because the trauma even holds them in death, even with no memory of what happened to them they shy away from any female being."

He looked up surprised to see tears staining the cheeks of the gods. Gods rarely wept but children were sacred to most gods. Even the gods who were cruel or violent would do their best to steer clear of harming an innocent soul. Because the repurcussions were great even for a god. Children were sacrosanct and all children were under the protection of gaia...and various other gods also claimed them as theirs. Bad tings still happened to children either through fate or human cruelty, but the gods rarely visited cruelty on children and even went out of their way to prevent as much as they could.

"Well," Aphrodite cleared her throat, too many innocent lives have been abused in this instance and Joxer's soul was practally that of a childs, "We can't mess this up because Joxer is as close to a pure adult that I've ever met. I don't want mother or daddy smiting him for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. He's suffered enough at the hads of gods...And I don't want Arry involved he might take Joxer as a consort but it would end really badly for both of them. Besides I think we have the perfect match right inside that house. And I bet they'll have the cutest babies you've ever seen. When they finally consemate I want to be there to whitness and I call the baby shower. Joxie's gonna get so many gifts! Ohh and he'll look so cute with a round belly...I could just cuddle him." Aphrotite looked giddy thinking of a fetchingly pregnant Joxer, "So cute. I can't wait and I'm gonna claim his babies and honorary grand kids and Blissy can play with them...if he behaves." She looked to her son as if warning him his little godling better be on his best behavior.

"You're talking about Joxer like he's a pet, Mom," Cupid warned.

"But he is a pet dear...a cherished one at that! I want to get cute little babies running around...I hope they dedicate the first one to me! Oh what I can do with the combined essence of the dashing King of thieves and the innocent Joxer the mighty."

The men sighed when they realized thery were not going to get the goddess down off her love high.

"So how are going to do this should I shoot them with my arrows?"

"No!" Pan syopped him in his train of thought. He shouldn't even bee here, "It's best if you left and forgot about this. Theres enought trouble brewing here without you conspiring with us."

"It's a little late for that," Apollo chimed in. He glanced in the window and watched the thief stealing gentle touches placing a blanket tenderly on the snoozing man. He had to admit that Joxer was not actually that hard on the eyes. Just a matter of taste. Still he was glad the potion didn't seem to affect him like it did all those mortals...and aparently demigods. If it worked on demigods there was a chance it worked on full gods too.

He looked back at his sister who was still bouncing and clapping almost like a very pleased child would, "Joxer and his babies, sitting in a tree cuddling and cooing, as cute as they could be!" he rolled his eyes at the female god. She was probably getting the equivelent of a sugar rush from all the love in the air. Even he could feel it and he was about as close to being a love god as a dog was to being a cat. The realization that if they could feel it then how long before the pantheon noticed.

Autolycus threw a blanket over Joxer and sat next to his head carefully. He brushed his fingertips through the dark silky strands of Joxer's hair. His sudden infatuation and fondness of the other man was a mystery to him but one he didn't want to question or fight. He was scared by it, tartrus yes, he was terified but also enthralled. He had a suspicion that Joxer was under a spell or a curse, or maybe he wasn't even human. maybe he was some love child of Cupid's or Aphrodite's?

Autolycus always seemed to be surrounded by demi-gods...Even his own parantage was up for question with his extrodinary skills. Perhaps Joxer is the child of one of the love gods. Manifesting his talents a little later than normal for a half god. Auto has had the fortune to meet Aphrotide and she certainly would have put Helen of troy to shame for her looks, but Joxer didn't resemble her in the slightest, well except in that bubbly personality. Joxer was a bit boastful bordering on acting vain at times...that could be comparable, but right then though he was way to vulnerable and unsure.

Auto assumed it must be that he was recovering from such immense physical trauma. Then Auto pictured Cupid...thinking if he were cupid's son. Joxer didn't look much like what Auto imagined the young god would look like. He's never met cupid personally yet but he had seen him depicted in his temples. Strong muscular wings on his back. He knew Joxer didn't have any of those features. Spying out the window he could almost see the god with his golden hair and regal wings...and did that god ever wear a shirt? He supposed the wings might get in the way. Still looking out the window as he petted Joxer's scalp he swore he could see Aphrodite...and Apollo...and Cupid...and...Pan?

The thief stood gently shifted off the seat so he didn't jostle the sleeping man. He put himself between Joxer and the window protectively and moved closer. He watched the animated discussion. He didn't know exactly what they were talking about but Aphrotide was singing about Joxer and babies sitting in a tree or some such insanity.

The thief looked back at the innocent man snuggling in the warm blanket he had placed on him. Was Joxer a father to be? Auto's heart sank. Did Joxer have a lover and had he gotten her pregnant? Auto could compete with another lover but not with a child. Joxer is the type of man who would stick to a woman who bore him a child. He had a feeling that even if he didn't love the woman...who was he kidding, Joxer would probably only sleep with someone if he was in love with them in the first place. He was definitly a lover rather than a fighter.

The only woman he knew of that Joxer had been interested in was Gabrielle and it was well known amongst their circle the Xena and the bard were an item. He felt his hopes lift...if Joxer had a wife or lover expecting he would surely be with her...unless it was some drunken liaison that Joxer didn't even remember. Some conniving bitch probably tricked him into sleeping with her to get a man to support her.

Autolycus tried to stamp out this rampent thought as he felt a tinge of angry jealousy lace through his body. Part of him wanted to grab Joxer by the back of his head and plunder his mouth like some rare treasure, the other half wanted to stalk off and hunt down the bitch that tricked his Joxer into fucking her. That should disturbe him. He would never hit a woman...well not a pregnant woman, definitely, but a conniving bitch looking to trap Joxer in a loveless marriaget that might be a different story.

The man sighed...even if he would do such a thing he had no way of knowing where to start hunting for a woman with the gall to try and steal Joxer away. He had probably been in hundreds of taverns since he started traveling with Xena. Auto was not about to leave Joxer when he was vulnerable and needed his friends. His rational side even suggested joxer had the right to find a woman and settle down. Joxer didn't owe him any favors. Joxer was his own man and had a right to choose who he was with. Auto sighed in defeat. The gods might know but demanding information out of a god was not worth his life. He went back over to sit with the sleeping man and resumed petting his hair.

"Worry later about that later," he mumbled to himself.

Xena and Gabrielle left the revelry...but not before being offered free hot baths by the tavener's owners. He recognized the heros and wanted to get in on their good side.

Neither of them seemed to pay much attention how he agressively barked at his wife to put a culdrun of water on the fire. Or how she flinched and ran like a mouse. They indulged in a bath together telling the man it would save them time...and it afforded them a some alone time to have a little pleasure together.

Both women left clean and sated. Xena even had time to scrub all the blood and grime from her gear. Gabrielle didn't sense the latent crackle in the air like Xena could but Xena stopped her rounding the corner of Phidais's house and peeked around.

"What are they doing here?" The woman hissed.

"Who?" Gabrielle tried to look. Xena held her back as she observed the four gods.

"You can come out," Pan looked directly into her eyes, "We are aware of your presence as you are of ours."

Gabrielle gasped as she peeked over Xena's shoulder. Four gods shimmered into sight. She qickly scanned them for Ares presence. He could still be there...just invisible but the gathering hardly looked like his particular taste in company.

"Are you here for Joxer too?" Xena asked, "Is it to do with this potion I heard that man mention. Pan's potion."

The gods looked between themselves and nodded, "Not a word of any of this if you care one iota for your friend's mortal soul."

Takign their words as a threat Gabrielle growled and tried to step up to them. Xena collared her but she was glaring at the quartet of dieties.

"What do you mean his soul?"

"If the wrong god finds out about Joxer's special predicament he'll be lucky if he lands in Hades realm and not oblivian," Pan calmly explained.

"What's Joxer gone and done then?" Gabrielle demanded, assuming Joxer must have gotten himself into a mess rather than simply being a victim. He was, afterall, bringing someone's wrath down on himself all the time.

"Joxie didn't do anything. He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time," Aphrodite defended her cute little mortal.

"What does that potion do?" Xena demanded in a firm but calm tone. Some of the gods took offence but Pan was beyond that at this point. This demigod would be useful in protecting the mortal, and maybe capable of helping them quash the whole ordeal and keep it under wraps. If they got Joxer mated and kept himn out of the limelight while he was pregnant then maybe this could be resolved peacfully and quietly.

"This is going to get complicated...perhaps we can move this somewhere more comfortable?" pan offered. the woman nodded and the whole band of people and gods flashed into Pan's meadow little stone benches scattered in a circle and a table of fruit and vegetables appeared at the center.

"Feel free to eat what you like," He looked around the group, "I'll tell you what you need to know if you can promise cooperation. Keep in mind your friend's stake in this..."

"Shouldn't Joxer be here for this?" Xena asked with her brow raised. She looked to her friend who had a bunch of grapes in her hand peeling one off and eating it slowly. Gabrielle couldn't help the moan as she tasted the sweetest grape she'd had ever eaten.

"I think that might be a bad idea..he's in a rather delicate state at the moment and the stress would be bad for his system," Apollo chimed in. He wasn't about to cause that man undue stress since his body was still subtly changing. Back in the doctor's house he could sense the aliments of every man woman and child that entered and poor joxer's belly was cramping in the worst way right then...It was the forming of new organs inside him, and the beginnings of his first menstruation. He was going to have to deal with havign a period for at least the next fifteen to twenty years. He was still relatively young. If he was kept healthy and fit it could possibly be fertile past his forty-fith year. He had known women to expirence mensturation into their early fifties. It was usually rare and most of them were incapable of conceiving anymore but that didn't stop the monthly bleeding.

"What's wrong with him...is he poisoned?" Xena and Gabrielle exchanged worried glances.

"Far from it sweet cheeks," Aphrotied said.

Xena sent a withering glare a the Goddess in pink who promptly ignored it.

"Joxer was given a fertility potion, a very very large dose of it," Pan said, "One that will allow him ot conceive and carry children. He was fated to have three children, at least one of whom is important to the shroud of time. So not only does he need to find his mate in another male now but the potion at this strength is atracting any unmated or unhappily mated men to him. He needs to be protected from these men because he will be tied to the one he mates first. After that he will still need to be guarded so he needs a strong candidate to protect him."

Gabrielle dropped her grapes and Xena's jaw hung slack.

"Joxer...Our Joxer is going to..." Gabrielle choked on her words.

"Get boinked and make babies, yes," The goddess of love finished for the bard.

"Who's the potential father?" Xena managed to reel herself back in.

"Your thief friend...definitly," The goddess replied.

Gabrielle snorted, "I don't think Auto..."

"I do think Auto, and I'm the goddess of love here. I should know," Aphrodite cut her off.

"Do either Joxer or Autolycus know about this?" Xena asked feeling a bit exasperated.

"Not yet, but honey I can already tell that man is sweet on my Joxie," She beamed at her declaration. Even now she was sure the man was cuddling up to Joxer. Such a cute couple!

"Even if that's true...Doubtful" Gabrielle coughed in her hand, "But you're forgetting. Joxer's still in love with me?" The bard stroked her own ego.

Xena rolled her eyes at her friend/lover/whatever.

"Eh..." Aphrodite shruggedd and dismissed the mortal woman.

"Well maybe you should let Joxer decide who he wants? Can't he choose? What if he does not want to be a mother?"

"No choice now that his seed...well lets just say you can't have it both ways. You're either a dam or a sire, can not be both. He can still pitch but the only way he's going to ever have the children he's fated to is for him to catch. And once he's finished with the transformation it's a sure thing he'll be fertilized by the first man to plow his feilds," The goddess layed it out. Looking at the two women who looked like they hadn't understood a word she said, "I'm saying that Joxer must be the dam, He can't get a woman pregnant now because his seed will be converted into an egg in his womb which he will require another man to fertilize."

They still looked confuese about eggs and fertilizer.

The goddess tried again, "You l know how children are conceived? Right? A man puts his penis into a woman's vagina and he spits his seed in her and out pops a baby in about nine months or so...well now picture Joxer as the woman...and make it seven or eight months because the baby has to be smaller to pass through his narrower hips...and instead of coming out the Vagina it will pass through his rear." She made a face, "I know that part's ick but it's how the internal organs rearranged themselves."

She looked at the two wom who had twin looks of horror and confusion on their faces. She growled, "I am not drawing a picture for you two. If you haven't got it by now you probably never will, lets just keep it at the basics. Joxer is now a baby factory."

"Stop using future terms, Mom, you're just making them more confused," Cupid chimmed in, "Joxer is going eventually get pregnant like a woman...He'll need all the protection he can get because he got a huge dose of the fertility potion that happened to have a strong aphrodiesaic mixed in it. He's already driving men crazy with lust. We don't want Joxer to get raped anymore than you do, also we need to keep his new special talent a secret, or the other gods on Olympus might begin meddling in Joxer's life if they don't out right kill him," Cupid being slightly calmer than his mother managed to speak in a measured tone and both women Nodded.

"We should get back there...Joxer's not safe alone with most men," Pan stood and dusted his legs off with his hands before willing the food away, and as each person stood the benches also faded from existance.
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