A/n - y'all gonna love this chapter🤞....also may or may not have started to make my Khonshu fanfic... lol...

(Y/N) was waiting on top of a small dune in the desert, that leads into a longer one. Khonshu was behind her as they both waited for Marc to make an appearance.

"There he is." The moon God tells her and (Y/N) follows where his peak was pointed to.

Her heart starts beating faster seeing the familiar Moonknight suit, and his illuminated eyes. But, then the mask retreated, leaving his face bare for her to see him. Tears appeared in his eyes seeing the love of his life up on the dune, something both alters didn't think they would get to witness or hold again.

"Go on. I'll be waiting." Khonshu gently nudges her with his cane, and at that she doesn't waste a second and begins to run towards him, the distance between the two rapidly diminishing. By this time, (Y/N) was sobbing furiously, unable to see his face through her blurred tears.

When her body went to stumble in the sand, their bodies collided in a rough embrace, Marc picking her up from the ground and span around in hurried circles. She grasped tightly onto him, onto his suit, hands in his hair, anything she could grab to prove he was in her arms again.

He was here. He was here. They were here.

Both rings on their fingers feeling not so heavy now.

"Steven, Marc-" She lets out a great hiccuping sob as he places her down, tears running down her cheeks as wraps her arms around his waist, gripping the back of his cape. "I thought I'd lost you two forever-"

"It's okay, I'm here, I'm here.." Marc whispers in a soft voice repeatedly, one of his gloved hands tangling into her locks, bring her closer to his body and the other slides around her back tightly, "We're here now, baby."

A strangled noise left (Y/N)'s mouth, all the emotions she was currently feeling rushing over her in a wild storm as she buries her face into his neck, trying to actually grasp once more they had actually came back to her.

"Are you both okay? I saw you both die and I-" She trembles out the question, whimpering halfway through remembering what happened as she pulls back from his neck.

Marc hush's her with a coo and a gentle squeeze, removing the hand from her waist but kept the one in tangled in her hair. "We're alright, sweet girl I promise. I'm just glad you are okay, that's all that matters to us." He reassures in a hoarse voice, his brown eyes staring down at her with worry and adoration.

(Y/N) weeps in relief at his answer, smiling wobbly up at him. Through her rushing tears, she sees Marc's face become a softer expression, showing her that Steven had appeared now, taking the front as the suit changed. "Hi, Steven." Her voice cracks mid way through the greeting, sniffing loudly.

Steven quivers a loving smile, and reaches up to cup her cheek in his white glove, rubbing his thumb over it to wipe away her tears away.

"Hey, darling. M'very glad you're alright, we both are. I don't know what we would do if you weren't-" He shakes his head furiously at the thought, brining her forehead close and pressed a hard kiss against it in comfort.

Her bottom lip trembles feeling his touch, closing her eyes momentarily and opened them when she felt both of his hands cupping her cheeks. (Y/N) now saw that Marc was back out front, looking down at her with a softness she has never seen before in those ridiculously beautiful eyes, it made her heart flutter.

Marc sallows nervously looking down at her gorgeous crying face, his breathing now becoming louder. He licks his bottom lip, rubbing his thumb across her cheek, "Can I kiss you?" His voice was deeper and raspier than before.

(Y/N) makes a startled noise at this, wanting nothing more than to kiss her boys. She nods her head slowly, looking up at him with doe eyes, as her chest moves up and down more seeing him getting closer to her face.

At her answer, and driven by the love burning through him for her, he cupped her face more tightly and gently crashed his lips against hers. The warmth of his mouth sent a tingly sensation through her body, feeling him pull her closer to his chest, and she melts against him, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly and grips his hair.

Both of their eyes fluttered shut, lips moving together in sync. Marc was kissing her with urgency, finally feeling complete getting back the only thing that matter to him. His fiancé, his friend, his lover, his equal.

The once rough kissing against her lips sooned turned softer, making her once again realise that this was Steven now kissing her. Her best friend that she has been smitten for as long as she can remember. It sent her heart soring in her chest. 

She grip's Steven's hair more tightly, parting her lips for him and silently invited his tongue inside. His tongue swirled around hers, sighing contently against her lips as he tilts his head to make the kiss deeper. He scrunches his eyes shut, feeling like the happiest man alive as their lips continued to move in passionate sync.

After a few more seconds of their lips moving together in passion, Steven slowly removed his lips from (Y/N)'s, making a little smacking sound. They both breathed heavily, as he leans his forehead against her, eyes pouring into each others when they opened up.

"I love you," He inhaled sharply, releasing a trembling breath, trying to control his raging emotions for her, both of their raging emotions. "I- we love you so much, (Y/N).."

(Y/N) flushed at his sudden confession, not knowing her shy best friend would be this bold. Though she sniffled at it, bottom lip quivering, "I love you, I love you both more than everything-"

She still keeps her forehead against his momentarily, grasping the back of his suit neck as he rubbed his nose against hers. Both of them feeling on top of the world, as the had finally confessed their undying love for one another.

When the now actual lovers pulled apart from the loving hold, Marc now appeared back in the Moonknight suit as he takes (Y/N)'s hand in his gloved one. The two of them looked up to see Khonshu up where she once was, back turned to them as he beckoned them closer.

"Khonshu." Marc greeted as the two had reached where the god was, standing in front of him.

"I knew you'd miss me." Khonshu mused.

"(Y/N) and Layla turned you down, didn't they?" Marc questioned knowing to Khonshu, sending his fiancée a look.

"Ammit has been freed," Khonshu ignored the males question, "I was not strong enough to stop her. (Y/N) Adel (L/N), Marc Spector, I need your help."

The suit changed and Steven now took over the body, "Ah, just curious about something." His British accent flew out, raising a finger in the air as (Y/N) watches her love negotiate about their freedom. "How's this whole new arrangement gonna work then?"

"Steven Grant, I was not speaking to you." Khonshu scolds gently, hitting his staff on the sand.

"Yeah, all right. But we do come as like a package deal now, so you are gonna have to deal with me." Steven explains after coming to agreements with Marc over taking the body, "And we did just save your life, so you're welcome for that." He points a finger at the god, who lowly grumbles.

"But I do think that you should answer my question though," Steven looks behind him to see his girlfriend sitting on the rock behind him. He goes to sit as well, wrapping an arm around her lower waist, "How's this deal gonna work?"

"You would negotiate now, with so much at stake?" Khonshu leans forward a little, questioning incredulously.

Steven chuckles, looking down at (Y/N) in wonder as she snorts at the god's tone. "Well, we did learn from the best, you silly old bird." He crosses one leg over the other.

"I will release you both." Khonshu vowed, looking between the two, "You have my word."

"Mmm. I like the sound of that." Steven nods his head forward in approval, and got back to his feet with (Y/N), "Good. Glad we got that all sorted out." He glances around at his surroundings, "Now, how the heck are we gonna get to Cairo?"

"Well, first off," Khonshu's beak turns to (Y/N), "Little one needs her suit on first. Her actual suit."

She makes a sound of acknowledgment, but then sends him a confused face at the last statement, "What's that meant to mean-"

"Focus and close your eyes, (Y/N)." Khonshu's rumble of a demand interrupts, making her grumble as Steven watches his lover in concern.

She sent him a reassuring look, making him less tense with worry. (Y/N) then takes a deep breath, closing her eyes and focused on her power. At the same time, Khonshu taped his staff on the ground, making sand start to swirl around her shoes.

A sudden white glow started to surrounded her body, mixing with the sand and saw her eyes moving around under her eyes lid as the aura intensified, it travelling up her arms and down to her legs, everywhere around her figure in a small tornado.

Steven and Marc both became extremely worried at this, never seeing this about her power before, "What's happening to her-"

Khonshu holds up his staff, making the male's voice stop mid question, "Just watch."

A cloud of white surrounded (Y/N), hugging her body in an inward monition and rushed into her with a wrapping noise, similar to what she experienced when she was brought back to life.

Steven and Marc both watched in awe at what they now saw her wearing over her body. Their mouths falling open in utter shock at what her power did.

As the powerful white aura died down, her eyes shot open to illuminate white, not seeing her normal (E/C) ones. (Y/N) was no longer in her travel clothes.

Her hair was out of the loose ponytail, and flowed in a wavy manner, gracefully behind her back. A two-pointed, face framing crown with an intricate pattern and with white wisps of her power rested on top of her head, something she never had before. But, as finding out the truth about her life, and how she was part goddess, something awakened inside of her.

White opera gloves slithered up (Y/N)'s arms, a high neck sleeveless snowy white unitard with black lines that hugged her body perfectly. It was cut short into two flaps in the front of her hips and flowed back into a cape behind her, stretching back till her ankles. Her pants were replaced by black leather tights and her shoes were transformed into black boots.

Tying this all together, (Y/N) had a silky see through light grey cape that started just below her shoulders, and flowed out to her sides, leading down to her other cape. Her snowy white unitard had an outline of a crescent moon on it, right on the dip of her collarbones.

(Y/N) now looks down at her new outfit, gaping and exclaiming seeing how cool it looked, "Oh, wow! This is new." She touches her crown and gasped feeling it, once again exclaiming her shock in mutters.

Steven and Marc were speechless to say the least. Their breath catches in their throat as they scan their lover from head to toe, she looked so attractive in that new ceremonial suit and it showed on their expressions. Steven's eyes were wide as he nervously gulps, their raging emotions coming back as both alters continued to gawk her figure. 

Khonshu nods his head in approval seeing (Y/N)'s look, the girl finally unlocking her true goddess ceremonial suit, one the Eenta wore also.

He then turned to the frozen Steven, going back to the last conversation, "You forget, little worm. I am still the God of the Night Sky!" Khonshu hollowerd in might, raising his hands above his head.

The full moon shone of their heads, a bright white light illuminating the desert, while familiar sand began swirling beneath their feet and saw (Y/N)'s white glow also.

Steven and (Y/N) share a surprised gasp, "All right, you know what?" Steven extends his arms to his side, "I think you can take this one, Marc."

"Hurry up, idiots!" Khonshu snapped in impatience.

Marc takes control and looks at (Y/N), with a grin, well one she thought he would be doing, "Ready?"

"No! Why would I be ready to fly-" Her fuming of fears gets interupted, when she shouts and clings into him, as they both get flown into the air and towards Cairo. Her white psionic energy swirling around them also to keep them afloat.