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The ground shakes and trembles as trees and vines cover the factory in green until there are no bricks visible.

Then with a quiet shift that gods have ever been good at, there is nothing but plants as the bricks crumble into the earth.

Demeter stands watching, her eyes potent and not here as she glows briefly and finally can breath again.

When the earth has stopped shifting, she moves to Malcolm and simply hugs him.

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Malcolm smiles. "Well, I've read The Magus too many times not to suggest Spetsai. How would that be?"

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"Then we'll go there."

She takes his hand and in a moment, the air smells of sea salt and from somewhere she pulls a rather horrible straw hat and plops it on his head.

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Malcolm gives her a squint--and a smirk--and takes a moment to undoff the hat and get a look at it. Then has to try to get it back on his head while laughing.

"I didn't know this is what you had in mind for my new look."

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"Well that and getting you out of that suit into something a little less."

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"You're not going to try to make me wear a thong, are you?"

"Again?"

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"I didn't make you wear that, you simply put it on and looked rather good in it."

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"I don't think those little old ladies will ever be the same."

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"I still think you would have been better off not wearing anything than you wouldn't have had to buy it."

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"Yeah, but I still would have paid for it, somehow."


"Probably with a night in jail for indecent exposure."

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"Not on that beach and I'm sure you could have gotten out of it."

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"I might have talked my way out of a few speeding tickets in my time," Malcolm says, allowing himself some satisfaction.

His eyes sweep over the beach they're on now, and he shakes his head. "Even more beautiful than I imagined."

He looks at her and grins, squeezing her hand.

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Demeter grins and starts taking off his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt,

"There's a little villa on the beach that we can use and you're going to get tanned."

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"Hey, I work hard at this pasty complexion."

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"And you can pull it off but you'll look even better with a tan."

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Malcolm knows when he's beat. "Yes, ma'am."

"So when was the last time you were here?"

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"Oh my, I'm not sure."

She grabs his hand and pulls him towards the nearby market,

"We're going to get dinner and you need a better outfit."

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"Now that sounds like a plan. I've missed the food from here, ever since we visited last time."

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"I always have good plans."

He gets another kiss before being pulled into a clothing shop where Demeter starts talking quickly in Greek to the owner. In a few moments, Malcolm's arms are full of lots of clothing,

"Go try those on for me."

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Malcolm eyes a couple of the items doubtfully, but he knows better than to say anything. Instead, he just gives her a grin and heads for the changing room.

...To emerge still wearing the straw hat, but now also a rather alarmingly brief pair of shorts, a garish shirt in the style of the Greek flag, and unbelievably American looking sneakers.

The grin's still there, but it might be a slightly more forced than it was a moment ago.

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Demeter helpfully gooses him and grins,

"Its a start. We'll get those and then find something else in a different place."

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"A start? A start of what?" Malcolm asks, but Demeter is already on her way, so he gives the ceiling a plaintive look and heads off after her.

Come to think of it. Nobody up there is going to help anyway. They're all probably on her side.

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Not all of them just most of them, she looks up from where she's talking to the shopkeeper in Greek and collecting a few more things for him,

"Just a start. I think we're all ready."

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"Anything you say, my love," Malcolm replies. Fortunately, as a psychiatrist, he knows when he's got the weaker hand.

"So where are we going? Is there a special beach around here you like?"

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"Oh yes and a house that we can use."

Soon they're in the middle of the crowd who have just docked from a huge cruise ship, Malcolm blends right in.

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"A house? Nice."

Malcolm eyes the crowd around them and grins. "I haven't been in this much sun around this many people in.... Well, ever, really."