Viola clicked the laptop off, and looked up.

Cerberus barked happily. She tossed a piece of meat to him, and sighed. "I'm gonna burn for this."

Roarke headed back to his office, after meeting with arriving guests. He pushed the thought that Harry was not with him into the back of his head. Harry was probably doing chores or something...taking care of things.

Roarke opened the door, and was meet with the cloud of cigar smoke.

Hades sat at the desk, his feet up, liting the tip on his latest cigar. "Anyone ever tell you that your relatives are annoying?"

Roarke cocked a smile. "All the time," he said, mildly sarcastic as he took his chair. "So what brings you to my door, Hades. Zeus get sick of making bad jokes about the underworld again, or did Persphone throw you out?"

Hades flashed a smile. "Tell me, Roarke. We're friends, pals, compadrés: WHY in the name of all that is right with this situation are your sister and your hotel manager in my underworld?"

Roarke leaned forward, twining his fingers on his desk top. He wasn't done yanking Hades' chain, even if he had no idea what the god was talking about. "I thought it was Presphone's underworld. After all everyone knows that she really runs the place and not you."

Hades looked at him, not amused by Roarke's jibes concerning his marriage. "What can I say? Give the wife some room - her full potential comes out. Demeter would have never seen it coming."

Roarke laughed, devilishly. "Yes, especially since you brought the poor girl here, and seduced her."

Hades smirked. "As I seem to remember, you had more fun with her than I ever will." He smiled coyly. Roarke didn't return it.

Hades decided to continue with his little mind game. It was working. "Back in those days, you were nothing comparable to the family man that you are today."

Roarke smiled.

"Who would have thought that Zeus would ruin it now? I'm amazed in all these centuries that you have never once asked 'why?'."

Roarke frowned.

"After you (the innocent party) gave up the souls of your own children in exchange for that of your brother and sister." He flashed a grin. "Gave up your own soul to cover your ass to hide the fact that you basically gave up your own kids like a couple of horses."

"You didn't give me another option, Hades," he said, with sheer loathing.

Hades put his cigar in his mouth, and smiled. "Sue me!"

Roarke scowled at him. "I believe it is my duty to inform you that Sebastian has returned."

Hades' cigar fell from its erect stance, and he frowned.

Roarke continued. "He plans to murder my child, then kill you."

Hades chuckled.

"And give the underworld back to Hecate."

"What?!" yelled Hades. The bulb in the lamp sitting by him, exploded.

Suddenly the mood changed. "Don't fret, Roarke. Skye, your omnipotent little sister, will stop him...oh boy she better stop him, after all she's a Goddess...so I kinda owe you one considering she has no soul and all, and I'm up for keeping my end of the deal. You get Halli, buddy. Sebastian, on the other hand, does have a soul and until your baby sis brings me his head, I'm gonna keep..." And with that he disappeared.

Roarke sighed, mournfully. "My first born."

Viola stared at the screen, and wiped her face.

Suddenly the laptop went blank. Viola looked at it, surprised. She hit a few buttons: nothing. "Oh shit," she said to herself as she fell out of the chair, in fright. "Trinia!"

"What?" Trinia yelled from across the hall.

"The laptop just died...literally."

Trinia ran into the council room, and saw the worried look on Viola's face. "Oh shit," she mouthed, silently.

She could already smell cigar smoke. "Ok, Hades. You might as well come out now," she said, backing up from the smell. "And you better fix that lap top. You know how much blotting paper costs in this day and age."

He popped up right behind Viola, making her scream. "Getting a little obstinate, my dear. Not to be misleading, but that's no way to get back home."

Trinia ran up to defend her. "Leave her alone. You'd hardly expect her not to try and get home at her age. I think you should let her go."

He looked at her, with a pulsating glance said that he could see into your very soul. "You know, Trinia: Babe, doll, love of my life. The other fantasy council...they know how to behave."

Trinia groaned, annoyed at the Deity. "Hades, you gave them vacation time," she yelled. "The only reason you're still in charge of Fantasy Island is because you outbid everyone for the contract when the Fates out it on the table. And the only reason you have Barry Sonnenfield here is because you guaranteed that his movies would forever be hits, as long as they have Will Smith in them!" She paused in her tirade and added reflectively, "Although the wild west movie, I personally don't think will do that well."

Hades stood there, and pouted. He looked hurt. "Well, if you're going to be like that you can just take it outside." With that, he snapped his fingers, and disappeared. Along with the building.

Trinia, Viola and the rest of the council were standing outside in the Elysian Fields.

Trinia looked around at the billowing landscape, something hardly seen from the confines of the council building. "Damn."

"Great...you had to go off on him, didn't you," yelled Viola.

Trinia turned around, looking pissed. "Me: I was defending you."

Viola huffed, and started to walk off. Trinia yelled. "Where are you going? We're in trouble here. Zeus will be here any minute and smite us."

Viola turned around, and walking backwards. "You think I'm gonna stand around here waiting for a lightening bolt up my ass. Come on. The back door to the agency should be around here somewhere."

Hades walked into the palace oblivious to Harry and Skye.

"He seems to be in a hurry," observed Harry leaning over to Skye.

"He just tossed the sprites out of the Council building," she told him absently.

"My...my, this is getting serious," commented Harry.

Skye sighed, and felt that something drastic was in order. She walked over to his throne, and sat down.

Harry's mouth dropped. "Are you nuts? You might be a Goddess, but that's not going to stop him from killing you."

Skye nodded her head, in agreement. "You're absolutely right, Harry. Go back to the island, and tell my brother that I'll see him later." She snapped her fingers and returned Harry back to the island, before he could protest.

She let out a mournful sigh, ran her fingers through her hair, and put her legs over the arm of the throne. "Ok, now or never: Beseeching Hades!"

He leaned out from a doorway, and eyed her pleasantly...as pleasantly as a wolf. "Whoa, babe. Can I help you?"

Skye smiled, and landed on Sebastian's head.

Viola reached the door, and opened the panel revealing a number pad.

Trinia walked up behind her, out of breath. "Well, smart ass. Do you know the password?" The rest of the council milled around nervously behind them.

Viola looked at it, and fidgeted. "Ummm. God, why wasn't I paying more attention when Edison put this in?" After a second, she hit a few buttons and the door opened.

Trinia stood there, mouth opened.

After a second, Fisher walked out. "Oh God, don't tell me you were thrown out. You live for millions of years and we finally get you out of the house, and then what happens...."

Clia came out behind him. "Girls, come to Clia....I got 'Jerry Springer' going."

Viola smiled smugly and walked past Fisher.

Fisher glared at Trinia. "And you are suppose to be the smart one of the bunch."

She frowned at him. "Fisher, if I was the smart one -I would have gone into Internet Publishing," she announced and walked past him.

Skye rolled onto the floor, and scowled at Sebastian. "You jerk. I was about to find out what happened to Roarke's kids." She slugged him.

He looked at her, shocked, and rubbed his jaw. "I'm not the one who made you fall on my head." He looked at the ceiling, confused. "Where'd you come from anyway?"

Sky looked around, and spotted Iris watching the scene from her crib. "Okay...I'm getting really sick of this 'I have to kill Iris because I have nothing better to do' crap. Last I checked Ares hasn't made you the God of Retribution."

You're right, of course. Discord is still running that department," he answered with a sigh. He turned around, picked up Iris from her crib, and started to leave.

Skye looked at him, disgusted. "Excuse me!"

He looked at her, surprised. "What?"

Skye walked over, and retrieved Iris from his grasp. "Keep your grubby hands off of my niece, thank you." She walked out of the nursery with her.

Sebastian followed. "I feel that we should continue this discussion in a more rational manner."

Skye turned around to face him, with Iris on her hip curious as to what her aunt and uncle were discussing. "You want to kill this baby, because you're evil and selfish. What's to discuss?" she answered with a laugh.

"The sovereignty of Law and order," he answered.

She turned around, and looked at him. "What do you mean?"

He smiled, devilishly. "I thought that that might get your attention."

Ariel sat in Koslov's chair, and flipped through a magazine as Roarke paced the floor. She looked up at him. "You're making me nervous."

He stopped. "I'm making you nervous? You're the one who fainted..."

She giggled. "After spending three hours with a man whose fantasy was to autopsy an Alien. It was gross, OK?"

He didn't look convinced, but started to grow more concerned.

She tossed the magazine on the desk, and strutted over to him. "You know, Roarke. This desk is making me get some pretty unique ideas." She put her arms around him, stilling his pacing with a deep kiss.

At that moment, Tula opened the door. "Oh for crying out loud, that is what got you in this mess the first time." She put the test results on the desk. "Time to expand the nursery."

After staring at the nurse in shock, they hugged each other.

Hades sighed, as he stood in the empty temple. "Easy come...easy go: Story of my life."

Suddenly a female voice could be heard: "Hello, I'm looking for Hades. Is he here?" she inquired. She stopped in front of him, and smiled. "Hi."

"My dear," he smiled, devilishly. "Can I help you?"

She insolently stared him up and down, assessingly. "Hades? God of the Underworld?"

Amused, he gave her the same sweeping look, head to toe, "I'm all yours, sweetheart."

She smiled and held out a sheaf of papers. "I have something for you..."

He took the bundle curiously. "What is it?"

"Hades, you've been served. See you on Olympus, 'sweetheart'" She smirked, and turned to go.

"Hey wait! I thought we had something good here, babe."