Like I said at the end of Destined To Love Or Lose?, I had an idea for a sequel. After seeing the response I got from the last chapter, I knew I just had to go ahead with my sequel. So here it is; the sequel!

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The next thing Lydia knew, she was sitting on the floor, heart wrenching sobs escaping from her lips. Sookie's arms wrapped round her, holding her, comforting her but all she could feel was the sorrow of losing the only person she ever truly loved. She wasn't sure how long she stayed on the roof; all she knew was that by the time Sookie managed to coax her off the roof, the sun had completely risen. As the roof door shut behind her, the bang sent a shiver down her spine. Numbly, she walked down the stairs until she reached the floor Eric's room was located. As if on autopilot, she walked up to his door and knocked. When there was no response, she turned the handle and walked into the room, expecting the vampire to be sleeping. Instead, she found him sitting at the end of his bed, thick red tears continuously coursing down his face.

"Eric?" she whispered.

Eric's head snapped up to look at her and gave her a look that told her he was broken. Lydia took a step back, almost afraid of him, knowing that at any moment he could snap. Eric just watched her move away from him and in a moment of weakness, he appeared in front of her at vampire speed and gathered her in his arms, shoving his face into her hair. Lydia stood still for a few seconds before slowly wrapping her arms round his waist and resting her head on his chest as her clear tears joined his red ones. They stayed like that for what felt like hours to Lydia, until she felt her eyelids start to close. Unable to keep herself awake much longer, she looked up at Eric to tell him she had to go back to her room, only to find that he had managed to fall asleep while standing. Using all the strength she could muster, Lydia pushed hard against his chest and gave a small, satisfied smile when he fell backwards and landed on his bed.

Her smile didn't last long as she felt the pull of sleep tugging at her eyelids. She knew it meant going back to her hotel room, but the heartache she felt at the thought of going back there made her quickly decide against it. Instead, she just climbed into bed and curled next to Eric's statuesque body. It took less than a minute for her to fall into a deep sleep, letting her forget the events of the night.

When she woke, she could feel something cold pressed against her. For a moment, her heart swelled as she allowed herself to think that maybe it was Godric, but the feeling lasted only a moment. Her eyes filled with tears and she fought to swallow them back, especially after a cold arm wrapped round her and pulled her into an equally cold chest. A few tears spilled out of her eyes and she quickly brushed them away to look up at Eric

"Sorry" she muttered.

Eric didn't respond, but the small squeeze of his arm round her waist told her he understood and she was forgiven. Wordlessly, Eric got out of bed and moved into the bathroom. Lydia pulled herself together and also slid out of bed. She still couldn't face going back to her hotel room, so instead she moved down the corridor to the room she knew Isabel was staying in. She raised her hand to knock, but the door opened before said hand connected to the wood. Isabel looked at her with a sympathetic look and stepped to one side, motioning with her arm for Lydia to enter.

"Lyia. Come in" she said softly.

Lydia found herself once again fighting back the tears as she entered the room. As soon as the door clicked shut, she found herself being engulfed by Isabel. She wrapped her arms around the Spanish woman's waist and though she didn't cry, her breath became very shaky. When she pulled away, she gave Isabel a small smile.

"So, Sheriff. What do we do now?" she asked, swallowing the lump that appeared at the word sheriff.

Isabel looked thoughtful for a few seconds before she replied.

"Godric always said to me that should something ever happen to him, you were to inherit anything and everything he owned. That included a small house he owned near Eric in Shreveport and all his possessions both at the house, at the nest and various other places he had items locked away."

Lydia nodded, her head trying to come round to the fact that Godric hadn't even been gone twenty four hours yet here she was being told that everything that just a few hours earlier had belonged to him, were now all hers. It didn't feel right, and she felt herself feeling light headed.

"There's also the monetary matters. Godric had quite a lot of money saved. That also now belongs to you."

Lydia looked up at Isabel in surprise. She didn't think Godric would ever give her all his money as well as his possessions. She didn't ask how much the total was, and to be honest she was still mourning his death too much to really care, but she couldn't help but wonder how much the total came to. As if she could read the teenager's thoughts, Isabel continued speaking.

"The last time I spoke with Godric about what you would inherit, he told me that he had approximately one hundred and sixty million dollars stored away. That was about three years ago so it's probably a bit more than that now. I'll go to the bank and arrange the money to be transferred to you as soon as possible."

Lydia stopped listening at the word million. The light headed feeling she had increased and she felt herself sinking to the floor to stop herself from passing out. Isabel crouched down next to her, a concerned look on her face.

"Lydia, are you okay?" she asked softly.

Lydia took a couple of steady breaths before answering.

"Uh-huh. I'm fine." her voice was slightly high pitched and despite the situation, Isabel couldn't help but smile.

A knock at the door interrupted them and Isabel opened it to a stony faced Eric. He came into the room and raised a questioning eyebrow when he saw Lydia sitting on the floor, a look of stunned shock on her face.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked Isabel.

"I just told her exactly what Godric left her, including the money"

Eric chuckled before helping Lydia off the floor. His face turned serious as he started speaking.

"Lydia, I know it's quick, but I have an offer. If you wish to, you are more than welcome to move to Louisiana with me. Of course, you could stay with Isabel or even go somewhere completely alone, but I just wanted to give you the offer nonetheless."

Lydia studied him carefully, once again shocked at his attitude. When she determined to herself that he was indeed being serious, she looked at Isabel. She knew the next few months were going to be extremely busy and tough for the new sheriff and couldn't help but wonder if she could cope living in the nest without Godric being there. She then studied Eric carefully and noticed that even though he appeared to be back to his usual self, something was missing in his eyes; the slight sparkle he always had wasn't there and had been replaced by sorrow only she could see. She walked over to Isabel and took her hands.

"To be honest the thought of living in Texas without Godric terrifies me. So does the thought of being totally alone. Isabel, I love you so much but right now I need Eric."

She looked over her shoulder to see Eric giving her a surprised look. Clearly he'd been expecting her to either stay in Texas or move on somewhere completely different. She caught his gaze with her own and he gave her a small nod. Isabel hugged her tightly.

"I will miss you."

"I know, Isabel. I promise I'll keep in touch."

Isabel nodded and gave her one last hug, red tears falling down her face. Eric announced his plans to return to Louisiana that day and Lydia, though sad at the thought of leaving her home behind, couldn't help but be relieved to leave as soon as possible. Isabel arranged to have her possessions sent to her and spoke to a bellhop to pack Lydia's things so that Lydia wouldn't have to go back to the room she had shared with Godric.

As the plane left Texas, Lydia felt her heart swell with sorrow. She didn't even bother to wipe away the tears that poured out of her eyes. She was leaving everything behind, including the love of her life and if she was honest to herself, she wasn't sure if she would cope. Only time would tell.