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Title: Friendship

Author: Adalisa

Feedback: I love it. It's inspiring... and let's face it, it's the only real reason to keep writing.

Distribution: My site, anyone else, just ask.

Summary: Trevor's views just as he begins his exile in Earth.

Rating: Pg-13

Disclaimer: Trevor, Champ and all Cupid characters were created by Rob Thomas, who is a genius, and belong to TriStar Pictures, Sony and to the guys of ABC who didn't knew what they had and let die a wonderful series.

So while someone else takes them, I play a little with them.

Content: Champ/Trevor

Warning: This has m/m. You should know that already, since you found this.

Spoilers: The Pilot.

Notes: After I finished my series 'Definitions of Love' I thought, well, this is it. I finished, and since there are no more episodes, it might take a while to get the will to write again. However, there was still this side of the story to tell, and after a lot of encouragement from a lot of people, here I am again. This is a mirror piece for the Definitions of Love, which I'm tentatively calling 'Words of Love' right now.

Dedicated to: Ellie, who runs the Cupid Archive and without whom I would not have discovered the joy of seeing Hercules (O.K. so it has _no_ relation, but I had to say it); Catherine, whose wonderful 'Love of the Millenium' made me hear Champ's voice again; and Meagan, who wrote a beautiful Buffy/Cupid crossover and was kind enough to dedicate it to me. Thanks to you all, I would never have started writing this without you.

By Adalisa.

I hope you're laughing big guy, because I am not.

I don't see why you had to punish me just because love seems to be running out of control. Dad made a mess with that Germany business and he is still a god! Sure, he is older than I am, and way more needed than me, but still...

Why you had to send me to Chicago? To America? Was it that hard to drop me in Athens? At least there... people know who am I. Here... no one believes in me anymore. They think Cupid is a naked baby with cute wings.

You knew that, didn't you? And you think that this will make your punishment last! Think again, big guy, I'll be back up there before the month ends.

Sure... I started with the left foot. I tried to get a couple together and ended up in the nut house. You were planning for this, weren't you, Zeus?

If I didn't knew it for sure before, I was convinced when I saw Dr. Claire Allen for the first time.

I hid my reaction to her, and I'm pretty sure she didn't noticed. I've had centuries of practice, and I can say I'm a pretty decent actor. But it isn't fair. I mean, whatever that is pissing you off it is not my fault. I never, ever touched you with one of my arrows!

You really didn't had to send me where I could see Psyche again.

_She_ really didn't had to bring up that story that says that we got married. That hurt a lot, you know?

Of course you don't know. What am I thinking? I'm your favorite grandson, and you're getting your kicks off seeing me suffer.

So she didn't believed me when I told her who am I. Big surprise there, she didn't believed me when I had wings, powers, arrows... when everyone worshiped me. Why should she believe me when I have nothing except my experience and my charm?

And I was getting claustrophobic.

I hate closed spaces. I prefer open places. On top of buildings. Places like this.

So I thought why not give her what she wants? Why not try and say I'm just a guy, at least for enough time so she gets me out of the loony bin?

At the hearing, I 'suddenly' remembered my 'real' name. Trevor Hale. I picked it up from the writing on the wall, and I don't think anyone noticed. Just figures, they see that phrase everyday, so I guess no one reads it anymore. Even Claire believed it.

Funny how humans are. When I tell her the truth, she can't even consider it. When I tell a lie... everybody is sure I'm being honest.

And I kinda like the name. Has certain ring to it.

That was not the end of it, of course not. Had it been, I would be on my way to somewhere else. Start again and all that.

No. I have to stay near _her_ because _she_ is my psychiatrist. The one who says if I'm crazy or cured. Not only I have to go to monthly check ups, just to make sure that I haven't tried to shoot someone, I also have to go to her _singles group_. I hate those places. People go there, hoping to find the reason why they don't find someone to love, instead of going out and _finding_ someone to love.

And you can't blame that one on me.

Still, that could be a good step. I managed to hook one of those girls with the love of her life, albeit with a small obstacle at first... But even _you_ accepted that pairing as one of true love.

But that is not my problem right now. No. My problem is that she is pocking around things she would be better left alone, all in her conviction that I'm insane. Like the Literature professor deal. She not only thought he was me, but also that he had been guilty of the young student's death. Like if I would allow that!

You could let her see that, you know? That I did all in my power to make her realize that he was not playing with her feelings, everything I could to make him change. And still it was not enough.

Was that the reason why you decided to punish me? Because I was not good enough?

Because humans keep dying in the name of love?

Because people is getting tired of the trial and error system that divorces allow?

That is not my fault, you know?

And even so, not everything is lost.

My hope, I mean.

Sure, Claire is the mirror image of Psyche, and I'm not as over it as I thought I was. It hurts to be with her, but I can cope. I've been coping for over two milleniums, so I can take it a little more.

And I have an ally now.

I'm sure you didn't planned for it. You thought all mortals would look at me and think 'What a crazy dude' and that's it. But one of the conditions for my freedom is that I must have a job, a place to live. And here's where Champ comes in.

I don't think you would like him. But mom would. He's her kind of guy. Cynic, open minded, sure of himself. And a good pal. I never thought I would think of a mortal in these terms, but what do you know? There's a mortal I can call 'friend' without thinking what he is going to ask from me.

He helped me to get that first couple together, you know?

I just hope that doesn't make you decide I'm loosing points. It wouldn't be fair, because it was _my_ idea, even if he helped to carry it out.

I don't know if you care or not, since you're not going to be kind enough to send me a sign. But here I am. Cupid, one of your many grandsons, god of Love walking on Earth, working as a bartender, living with an unemployed actor.

A man who I can call my friend.

I don't know if you're laughing at this, Zeus. But I'll tell you what...

I am.

And before you know it, I'll be up there again, and I'll still be laughing.

Because even when most of the ones I call friends are with you...

I have a friend down here too.

To be continued...

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Adalisa

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