Godric's Point of View

I sat in the cell that these supposed good Christian people had created for me. Foolish humans, while they had made the enclosure with silver I am old enough that with even my decreased strength caused from not eating this cage would not hold me. I had come to them in dual hopes that I could demonstrate that not all vampires were evil and to end my eternal existence. I had been feeling despondent and depressed for centuries now after letting both of my children go off into the world on their own. As my depression grew I closed off our emotional ties so as not to worry either of them. I hoped that by doing this that they would hurt less when I met the True Death.

However, two days ago Reverend Newlin and his henchman Gabe had brought down two prisoners to the basement and had locked them up in a storage cage not far from me. I would have completely ignored them if not for the fact that one of them was my subordinate Isabell's human companion. I never truly paid attention to them man because he seemed very insignificant. I hear his cell mate start to yell at him and I am at once taken by her voice. It held the sweet accent of a Southern bred woman, but had a fire that burned like a warrior. She was demanding answers of him as to what was happening and why they had been captured. After a moment panic slipped into her voice and she renewed her yelling at Hugo about being the traitor. 'Interesting, Hugo did not say a word, so how did she come to this conclusion' I wondered. The woman gave up yelling at Hugo a short while after that and silence perpetrated the basement once more. I decided to mediate while the silence pervaded.

All too soon, Gabe returned to the basement ending my meditation. Hugo began trying to bargain with Gabe into letting him go as they were on the same side. However, Gabe had other plans and quickly rendered Hugo unconscious. Gabe then seemed to advance on the woman and began to beat her. Now I will admit that in my two millennia as a vampire I have done many cruel and inhumane things, but I have never beaten a woman. It made my blood boil as I heard her attempting to fight off Gabe, and my anger turned to rage as I heard what Gabe had said in regards to showing her what a living cock could do to her. The beating already had me wanting to aid the poor woman, but that was a step over the line. Even from this distance, I could smell that the woman was still an innocent virgin and to have that choice taken from anyone is too horrible to begin to comprehend. I break from my confines and have Gabe off of the woman in a matter of moments. He tries to plead with me to let him go, but I do not care. He is trash that does not deserve to continue to walk this earth. I end his existence by snapping his neck and turn to face the woman I have just saved.

Even though I did not need to breathe, I took a breath at her beauty. This brave woman was dressed simply in a blue sun dress and wedge sandals. Her blonde hair looked like it was spun from a mix of gold and pure sunlight which complemented her flawless tanned skin. She was attempting to straighten herself up while not looking away from me. I found it rather curious that she was not showing any signs of fear toward me despite the fact that I had just ended her attacker's life.

"Godric?" She questions and I am internally taken aback that she knows my name. Before I can reply we hear movement above us and she calls out for someone by the name of Bill.

"No, I am here my child, down here." I say while opening my bond to my Eric while correcting the woman in front of me. My son appears before me on his knees calling me master and I resist the urge to roll my eyes. After a few pointless questions from Eric, I send him and the woman up the stairs with the instructions to spill no blood on the way out. I watch them leave my gaze following the woman whom I heard my child call Sookie. It was an odd name but fitting for the woman. I collect Isabel's human and proceed to exit the basement another way as the building's alarms started going off.

When I emerged from the basement, I found a gathering of some of my area's vampires being led by my subordinate Stan. They looked to be on a mission and were more focused than I had seen in a while. "Underling, why are you here?" I questioned.

"Sheriff, we came to assist in your rescue. Ms. Stackhouse had predicted that she might require reinforcements to leave the church. She also had her suspicions that there was a traitor amongst us. When she told me this I wanted to come full force to rip these humans apart, but she suggested that it would be a better plan if I gathered a pose full of vampires who could restrain the enemy safely. Ms. Stackhouse had specified this saying that even though violence might be necessary, to only bring vampires that could refrain from causing lasting damage to the members." Stan said. This made me marvel that this Ms. Stackhouse had the fore thought to set up a contingency plan but had also gotten Stan to agree to her plan. I told them what the current situation was, but then I felt pain flood my bond with Eric and I sent reinforcements inside.

I followed them in after glamouring Hugo to return to Isabel and confess what he had done to her. Moving at vampire speed, I was soon standing on the church's internal balcony watching as Sookie attempted to free herself from two fellowship members, Eric bound in silver on the altar, and Stan, his forces, and an unknown vampire try to threaten the reverend. I sigh at Stan's dramatic admission of what happened to Reverend Newlin's family. The truth be told yes a vampire caused the accident, but not intentionally. Newlin Sr. had swerved to avoid hitting a vampire whom was new to the area. The said vampire was not able to save the parents, but has taken guardian ship over Newlin's younger sister since he had felt responsible for the accident. Things continued to escalate when Newlin pointed a gun to Sookie's head claiming to kill her if any vampire moved. The unknown vampire seemed to think that he could claim that everyone in the church would die if he did so, and I felt that now was the time to end things.

"STOP," I commanded and everyone in the room froze. As I continued to speak and diffuse the situation, I watched Sookie free my child as gently as she could from his bindings after she herself had been freed by the aid of a young man firing a paintball gun at the reverend's hand and forehead. She may be fierce, but she is not without compassion. Soon everyone was leaving the church and the vampires were heading to the nest as the humans abandoned Newlin's church. I waited for Eric, who was arguing with the unknown vampire which was now identified as Bill, before taking to the sky and heading to the nest.

At The Nest: (Third Person)

The party celebrating Godric's safe return had been going on for two hours now and his home was packed with both vampire and human alike who were thrilled to have their sheriff back. Godric had for the most part remained seated in what he would admit been his favorite chair. He had given his verdict on what was to happen with Isabel's traitorous human despite many vampires being opposed to his decision. Godric spent his time while sitting at the party observing his child Eric, Bill Compton, and the Stackhouse siblings particularly as they intrigued him, especially Sookie after their interactions at the Fellowship. At the moment two very interesting encounters were happening with the Stackhouse siblings.

Stan had been observing the male Stackhouse, Jason, after he had spoken with Eric following Hugo's banishment. Like his sister, Jason seemed to pretty popular with vampires and he had impressed Stan with his accuracy with a gun at the Fellowship. Secretly, or not so secretly, Stan had wished that Jason had used a real gun then Revered Steve Newlin would no longer be an issue. Still Stan would admit that the paintball gun was probably what kept Jason from accidently getting his sister killed. He decided to talk to the young man, so Stan approached him.

"Mr. Stackhouse," he began getting Jason's attention.

"Please call me Jason, Mr.?" Jason said with a confused look on his face having not met Stan yet.

"You can call me Stan. I was one of the vampires at the Fellowship. I have to say your aim with a gun is quite good." Stan said, he may not like interacting with humans but he did know that it is better to start a conversation with a complement rather than an insult.

"Thanks man, to be honest it was luck that I found the paintball gun, they did not keep anything that I am really comfortable shooting in their armory." Jason replied bashfully.

"What is your preferred weapon of choice then?" Stan asked as he himself liked guns ergo the reason that he portrayed himself as a cowboy.

"Well I am more comfortable with a rifle or a shotgun, since that is what I grew up shooting with my grandmother and sister. Sookie is and my gran were a better shot than me any day. " Jason admitted.

"Your sister knows how to fire a rifle?" Stan questioned, more surprised than anything that the innocent looking Southern Bell that Sookie looked to be would be willing to touch a weapon let alone fire one.

"Yeah, Gran always said that just because she and Sookie were proper Southern ladies, it did not mean that they should be ignorant and defenseless. She was right of course." Jason said, which made Stan chuckle a bit.

"Your grandmother sounds like one hell of a woman," he said. Stan had meant it to be a complement but he noticed that Jason's happy attitude soured to a depressed state.

"She was," Jason said sadly and noticing Stan's confused look continued, "We lost her less than two months ago."

"I am sorry for you loss," Stan said apologetically.

"She was a great grandmother and a strong woman. She went out fighting off the bastard that took her away from us." Jason said with pride voice.

"If I may ask, what happened?" Stan inquired.

"A man from my work turned out to be a fang-banger serial killer. I guess that he heard that my gran had talked to Bill Compton and decided to attack her. According to my sister, gran put up quite the fight. It just really shook me, especially since I trusted the bastard." Jason answered the depression leaving his voice and replaced with a slight amount of anger.

"You could not have known that he was a killer. Many killers are clever and can easily hide who they really are." Stan said hoping to placate Jason's guilt.

"I would take comfort in your words had this fuck been the first person to fool me. My great uncle was even worse. He actually molested my cousin and tried to molest Sookie when they were younger. I didn't even know this and thought he was wanting to see his sister buried. When Sookie saw he was there, she got really mad at me but I could tell she was more scared than anything. She told me after what he had done and why she and gran never spoke to him. I was mad at myself and started second guessing the feelings that I get around people which is how I ended up at the Fellowship because I did not trust my feeling about Newlin." Jason said. This caused Stan to become more intrigued was Jason like his sister.

"What do you mean the feelings that you get around people?" He asked wanting to see if the man was something special.

"Well sometimes, I get a sense of what other people are feeling. Take my buddy Hoyt, despite his face lighting up like the Fourth of July when he talks about this new girl he started seeing, I can feel the excitement and love pouring off him. It feels like a sugar rush, but at other times it just feels horrible like when this one guy committed suicide. Man it felt like someone had sucker punched me hard being around that guy. "Jason explained.

"What about Newlin, how did you feel around him? Did he give off any vibes?" Stan directed hungrily. Listening to Jason explanations, Stan had figured out what was happening. He realized that while not telepathic like his sister, Jason was a low level empath and was able to pick up on the strongest emotions that people were experiencing. Any vampire worth their fangs would kill to have access to these talented Stackhouse siblings and since they had both quickly earned Stan's respect, he felt that he should protect them.

"Newlin, the little fuck gave off a lot of hate and evil. It was like a slimy scaly feeling like touching a snake. Especially since there was some underlining lust mixed in and directed towards me from both him and his wife. Don't get me wrong I have nothing against gay people but Newlin made me uncomfortable." Jason described, which confirmed Stan's suspicions having heard what an empath could do. However, before they continue their conversation, they were both distracted by what was happening with Sookie when a strange vampire that was not part of the nest approached her.

With Sookie, she had been having a lovely conversation with a female vampire name Ling (400 year old) that had relocated to Dallas from China. She was explaining to Sookie that she was very happy that Godric had allowed her to move to his area as her maker had a good relationship with him. Sookie was about to ask her another question when a female vampire in a form fitting yet gaudy red dress interrupted their conversation.

"Hello there, I am Lorena." The now identified Lorena said.

"Nice to meet you I'm Sookie," she replied sweetly.

"Yes, your what all the fuss is about," Lorena sneered which put Sookie on edge.

"Excuse me," Sookie began but Lorena interrupted her.

"Well aren't you a morsel."

"I'm sorry who are you?" Sookie asked with a strained smile while trying to remain polite.

"Well we have a mutual friend," Lorena provided loftily.

"Bill?" Sookie guessed since she did not know many vampires until this evening.

"Yes funny he never mentioned me. I practically made him what he is today." Lorena stated with a smirk.

"Lorena!" Bill yelled as he approached them quickly.

"Oh hello darling. I was just getting to know your plaything. You always did like to prey on the innocent." Lorena said still smirking at Sookie not even bothered by Bill's appearance.

"Bill is this your maker?" Sookie asked her supposed boyfriend.

"She released me years ago. She no longer has any power over me," he stated trying to separate Sookie from his maker.

"I wouldn't say that. After all, we had two marvelous nights in your hotel room." Lorena supplied.

"What?!" Sookie exclaimed her temper starting to flare as well as her insecurities about her relationship with Bill.

"Did you know your boyfriend hit me over the head with a 52 inch plasma television earlier tonight? Everyone says they're so thin and light, but let me tell you, when wielded properly, they're quite a weapon." Lorena casually stated like it was no big deal.

"You did," Sookie question Bill while staring at him in disbelief.

"Lorena, you need to leave." Bill growled out.

"I hope he does not pull the same shenanigans with you. There is no excuse for domestic violence." Lorena stated like she was lecturing both of them.

"What she has failed to mention was that she was holding me prisoner." Bill exclaimed seeming to try and sway Sookie to his side of the situation.

"We were just catching up is all. You must have been worried sick wondering where he was. I will admit that things got a bit heated, but you know how old lovers can get sometimes." Lorena purred out reaching to stroke Bill's chest.

"Do not touch him!" Sookie growled out as she slapped away Lorena's hand. She knew they were making a scene in front of the whole nest and Sookie was internally mortified.

"My my my we are feisty too." Lorena chuckled. She proceeded to state that Sookie was no more than a blood bag and the William and she love each other. Bill rebuked these words by stating that she had gone mad. Sookie, past the point of not caring and trying to end the encounter quietly stated that maybe Lorena did love Bill, but he did not love her and that both women knew that. Lorena threatened her, and while she may not truly know where she stood with her relationship with Bill, Sookie lashed out. This resulted in Lorena throwing Bill cross the room and pinning Sookie by the throat on a nearby table fangs dropped. However, before Lorena had the chance to attack further, she was being forced backward by a strong vampire hand on her throat.

Godric having seen Lorena move for the kill moved faster than anyone else in the room and defended Sookie (the others trying to defend her being Stan, Eric, Isabel, Jason, and Ling).

"Retract your fangs now." Godric commanded in a deadly calm and dangerous voice which made everyone shiver. Lorena did as she was told and retracted her fangs. Bill moved to comfort Sookie but she shied away from him moving instead closer to Godric.

"I neither know nor care who you are but in this area and certainly in this nest I am the Authority. Do you understand?" Godric stated his sharp gaze piercing Lorena.

"Yes Sheriff," she replied. At this Godric released her throat but still stood in front of her menacingly.

"This human has proven herself to be a courageous and loyal friend to our kind, and yet you treat her like a child does a dragonfly. Pulling its wings off for sport. No wonder they hate us." Godric stated to Lorena but it was clear that he was addressing the entire nest.

"She provoked me," Lorena said trying to defend her actions.

Bending down to look directly into Lorena's eyes Godric said, "And you have provoked me. You have disrupted the peace in my own home. I could snap you like a twig, yet I have not. Now why is that?"

"Its…. Your choice," Lorena whimpered out.

"Indeed it is. You are an old vampire, I can tell. You have had hundreds of years to better yourself and yet you are still a savage. I fear for all of us, humans and vampires if this behavior persists." Godric stated solemnly. He looked at Bill.

"You, you seem to know her."

"Yes Sheriff," Bill replied.

"Escort her from the nest." Godric commanded. Bill looked to Sookie who not really wanting to say anything just waved him off.

"I wish you out of my area before dawn." Godric said to Lorena as she and Bill headed toward the door. After the two of them were out of sight, the party picked back up. Godric approached Sookie.

"Are you alright young one?" He asked her.

"I am alright. Thank you for saving me a second time tonight Godric," Sookie said a small blush on her face. Godric smiled at that, as it had been a while since he had received thanks from a human for an act of kindness. He helped her off of the table and was about to ask her to join him in the next room to talk when she stiffened.

'I have to go through with this. It is the only way to prove myself to the reverend.'

"Ms. Stackhouse, are you alright?" Godric asked, but Sookie was too focused on the voice that she was hearing to pay attention.

'Alright I am in the center of this hell hole now I just need to get their attention and blow them all sky high'

"Attention everyone," a young man in the middle of the room shouted. "I have a message from Reverend Steve Newlin." The young man pulled open his jacket revealing a homemade bomb. As he was opening the jacket Sookie with all her might screamed out,

"Everyone down he is going to detonate a bomb!"

BOOM