Hello all! This is my first attempt at fanfiction! Godric has always been my favorite from the show and it was a sad things when he was killed off. I have read tons of stories and as I like the ones where Sookie is a child when she is introduced into the story, I thought I would try one of my own. It will be a mix between SVM and TB, so I apologize for any spoilers! It will be M later on, but for now, enjoy child Sookie!

I don't own anything, my imagination just likes to try and kidnap sexy Vikings (and Godric) every once in a while!

GPOV

I was heading up to the roof of the hotel where I often went to gaze out across the Dallas skyline. The night sky illuminated with the billions of stars made me feel more connected to the world somehow. I had grown bored with my existence and had finally decided to end it. My child Eric would tell me I was just getting soft in my old age and some feeding and fucking and excitement would put me to rights. But I knew better.

I am immensely proud of my child, in my 2,000+ years, he is my greatest achievement; however, there is not much else that I do not feel guilty of. I have grown tired of life in general: humans are nothing more than cattle who spread hatred and violence about that which they don't understand; relations among the supernatural world is shaky at best. Ever since vampires "came out of the coffin" existing has become too much hassle for what is gained.

And don't get me started on vampire politics, though I am currently the Sheriff of Area 9 here in Texas, that will soon change. I left letters to those necessary about my decision: Stan, the King of Texas, I recommended he replace me with my second, Isabel. I also have left all of my possessions to my child in Louisiana, along with a letter asking him not to hate me for what I have decided to do. With everything taken care of, I am ready to greet the dawn for the first time in 2 millennium.

I step out onto the roof and take in a rather unnecessary breath of the Dallas nightlife, however, my senses are immediately assaulted with the sweetest smell that tugs at my memory. Sunshine and strawberries. Instantly, I search for the origin of that delicious smell and to my surprise, it appears to belong to a young child. She looks to be about 5 human ages old and is standing where I want to be standing when the sun rises. She appears to be taking in the serenity of the night as I planned. I take the opportunity while she has not noticed my arrival to observe her appearance. She has long blonde hair that reaches the middle of her back and her skin is golden and glowing in its obvious radiance from the sun. She is wearing a blue sundress that is the color of the north sea that my dear child so loved as a human. Her feet are bare and she appears to be just slightly chilly. Even though I cannot yet see her face, she appears to be a beautiful little human.

"Little one" I call out as I take a few steps towards her. But she doesn't respond in the slightest, almost like she already knew I was there.

"Little one" I try again "why are you up here? Is it not past your bed time?"

The silence wraps itself around us for a little bit longer, before she slowly turns to face me. Her eyes remain closed even though she faces directly at me.

"It's quiet up here" she finally says to me. Her voice is soft and clear and is like the tinkling of little bells.

"Where are your parents, child?" I wonder as what humans let their children roam freely at all hours of the night?

"My parents?" She responds as small rivulets of tears begin to make their way down her sweet face. "They're…in heaven" she finally whispers before dropping her face and rubbing at her eyes with balled up fists.

No parents? What is she doing up here then? And where did she come from? I think to myself but soon her quiet tears have turned into a deeper sobbing, and I find myself needing to comfort this small angel.

"Little one" I say as I walk closer and kneel in front of her. "it will be okay, I will take you home to your family. Do not worry." I reach out to wipe the tears from her face but as soon as my arms are outstretched she launches her tiny body into me, wrapping her tiny arms around my neck, and continues crying into my chest. I wrap my arms around her tightly, but not tight enough to hurt, just enough so she knows I won't let anything happen to her. Absently, I notice that I have begun softly stroking her hair and rubbing soothing circles in her back while cooing gently her. What is this girl doing to me? I find that I have a deep need to make her feel better. I need to find out where her family is so they do not worry.

"Little one, can you tell me your name?" I ask as soon as I feel her calming down. She sniffles a few times before answering my question quietly.

"Susannah Brigant" I immediately stiffen upon hearing that name. Brigant! Of course! That is why her scent was so familiar, she is FAE! Brigant… she must be Niall's great-granddaughter judging by the lacking of potency in her scent; I wouldn't have been able to control myself if she was half or more. She must have noticed me tensing up because she continues "Do you know my grampa Fintan? Or great grampa Niall?"

"Yes, I do, little one. I know them well." Niall, the prince of the Sky Fae, and Fintan, one of his sons, I met during the Vampire/Fairy war long ago when Eric was still relatively young. I maker commanded Eric not to kill Fintan at a request from Niall. In return, he granted me a favor and we established a sort of camaraderie over the years. I must get in touch with him and discover if this is as she says. They probably are searching for her. Looks like my plans to meet the sun have been postponed by this beautiful little angel.

"Little one, how about I take you inside for some sleep and contact Fintan and Niall for you? They must be worried about you."

"Okay" she whispers/sniffles before finally loosening her hold on my neck and she takes a tiny step away from me. I wipe the stray tears from her cheeks and as I do she finally opens her eyes to look at me. What I see makes me gasp in surprise.

Sorry to leave it there folks, but I had to break it somewhere, don't you wanna know what happens? Me too. =] Just kidding… Let me know what you think!