Aphrodite grabbed the blanket, their jackets and the keys and opened the apartment door for him, her face set and grim.
Ares stepped out into the cool hallway, cradling his sister closer to his chest, his mind consumed by one question: How did things go this wrong?
Athena didn’t protest when he carried her down the stairs, but she closed her eyes and held on just a little tighter.
“Dizzy?” he asked.
She hummed in confirmation.
“Does anything hurt?”
A half-hearted shrug. Ares pressed his lips together.
Aphrodite was waiting by the door, holding it open for them. The backseat door was also already opened.
“Sit with her in the back, I’ll drive,” she said.
Ares nodded, carefully lowering Athena into the backseat and buckling her in. She leaned her head against the headrest, gaze wandering elsewhere.
“Athena?”
She looked at him with a slight delay.
“…Yeah?”
“Still with me?”
She blinked.
“Sure.”
He grimaced, then jogged around to the other side of the car and sat down beside her, draping the blanket around her.
“Dite, I’m set, go.”
Aphrodite nodded, putting the car in reverse and peeling out of the parking spot. Athena closed her eyes, fingers twitching against the seat as if trying to ground herself. He could only imagine how dizzy she was.
He put his arm around her, so he could catch her if she slumped forward. His heart was beating way too fast.
For a while, they sat in the car in tense silence.
Ares kept listening to Athena's breathing, grimacing at how labored it sounded, as if she lacked the strength to expand her chest fully.
“Hold on, Thena,” he murmured.
Aphrodite glanced into the rearview mirror, her expression worried, before focusing back on the road.
Athena shivered.
“How... How was your trip?” she asked faintly.
Ares swallowed hard.
“It was good...” Before I found out my sister had been starving through it. “How about I tell you about it when you feel a bit better?”
Athena hummed vaguely, gaze drifting.
“Okay…” she mumbled.
He reached for her neck, checking her pulse. It felt way too slow.
“Thena, I need you to stay awake, please.”
He took a look out of the car window.
“Aph, take the shortcut over Hisarlic road.”
“Can't, they're doing construction there, it took me like 20 years to get home the other day.” Aphrodite’s voice was tense.
“Okay, then just go quick.” He felt Athena tense against him and added “within the speed limit.”
His sister breathed a shaky sigh. She was still shivering all over. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and let her rest more comfortably against him.
Only now did he realize that he had forgotten to get her shoes and that she wasn't even wearing any socks. He should have known, Athena always had been the kind of person to play “the floor is lava” with the carpets rather than just putting socks on on the hardwood floor.
He leaned forward to tuck her feet into the blanket.
A part of him wanted to ask her a million questions about what had happened, how it had gotten this bad, but he couldn't bring himself to voice a single one of them. He kept replaying the last time he had seen her in his mind, if there had been anything he should have noticed, anything obvious he had stupidly missed.
How much weight can one even lose in one week?
He checked Athena's pulse again. It felt a little unsteady.
“How much longer, Aph?”
“About 10 minutes.”
She took a sharp left. Athena groaned softly and Ares steadied her.
“Not much longer, Thena,” he murmured. “We're almost there.”
She shifted, blinking sluggishly.
“Ares?”
“Yes? What's the matter? Does anything hurt?”
She turned her head slightly, burying it against his shoulder.
“Head..”
He reached out to check her forehead. No fever, if anything too cold.
“That's OK, you can have a painkiller soon, OK?”
He had no idea whether they would actually give her a painkiller. Maybe she was too weak for it... His grip around her shoulders instinctively tightened and she flinched.
“Did that hurt too?” he asked, alarmed. She didn't respond.
“Athena?”
Yay update! I voice typed this completely over this afternoon, are you proud of me? I wanted to try the voice typing feature out with this story first because it doesn't have a deadline and therefore would make me less frustrated for being slow with it, though it does work decently well so I will be trying to do this for fighting to be loved as well.