"Do you believe in God?" He asked me with his eyes simmering by the faint light of dawn.
"Yes." I answered him without hesitation. He turned his body to face me.
"If you're right, how will he punish me?" He asked me with a well hidden fearful look.
"God doesn't punish. God forgives." I tried to calm him down. I spotted a trance of sadness in his dark green eyes as he bites his lip. He's trying to reassure his self that this is the right choice. With sorrow still locked in his eyes he looked me.
"I don't deserve it." His voice cracked a little. "But I hope for it." He completed his sentence with the straight calm voice I am used to hear.
"We all do." I said and I wanted to slap my self. What a ridiculous answer. He seemed to understand though the meaning of my words and nodded his head.
"You will care for him? Eric" He asked me with a somehow fake smile on his face. He was worried. He cares for Eric. He sees him like his child. He wanted someone to watch out for him now that he won't able to. He wanted me to take care of him. Suddenly I realized that he trusts me. I didn't know why. But… I don't like Eric. I couldn't lie to him. I owe him my life.
"I'm not sure. You know how he is." I said frankly. He smiled embarrassed.
"I can take the blame for that too." He said guilty. He was probably responsible for Eric's behaviour and he knew that Eric wasn't a saint. He was feeling bad for making Eric what he is. He made him a vampire to save his life, he's not regretting this. He's regretting for making Eric wear a shield. And that shield creates an "evil" Eric. He shouldn't feel that way though. Eric is what he is. It's not his fault that Eric chooses that path in his life.
"Maybe not. Eric's pretty much himself..." I smiled to him. I wanted to show him that I believe that he shouldn't feel guilty about other people acts. That time he didn't say something. He was looking at me in silence.
The sun was rising rabidly and I saw him turn his face to look at the sunrise. His pale skin was simmering lightly at first. I wanted to touch it. It looked so soft and welcoming. Then it slowly started to smoke but I was still feeling the urge to touch him. I concentrate on his face. His perfect characteristics recording on my mind. He was relaxed and excited by the picture of the dawn. Something that he had to experience for 2.000 years. He was peaceful. His emerald eyes shine more as he was realizing that the time has come. In that moment I realized it too and it scared me.
"Are you very afraid?" I asked him with the hope that he will back up before it was too late.
"No." He answered me with a husky voice. I heard him chuckle while he turned to look me.
"No." he repeated. "I'm full of joy." He said convincingly. His eyes piercing to mine trying to find something.
"But the pain?" I asked again. I was on the verge of crying and that's when I realized that I wanted him to reassure me that he would be all right. That he wouldn't be in pain. That he's not afraid.
"I want to burn." He said trying to make me accept his decision. He knew that behind those question was hidden something. That's what he's trying to find with his soul searching green orbs. I shocked my head in denial.
"I-I'm afraid for you." I started crying. His eyes were locked on mine and I saw the sorrow that was in there. A sorrow that I created. He found what he was looking for, that's why he is sad. His mouth fell open in surprise and sadness at the same time. I saw his hand moving in my direction. He wanted to touch me. But he didn't.
"A human with me at the end." He said blissfully. Tears escaped my eyes. He looked at me shocked. "And human tears." He continued, trying again to search my eyes for a confirmation.
When he found it he gave me a sad smile.
"Two-thousand years... and I can still be surprised." I watched him carefully and I saw his hesitation. He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. In stead he just chuckled. He looked me again with a strange emotion in his eyes.
"In this I see God." He said and I realized that this was his good-bye to me. I cried even more and saw his facial expression change. He looked me sorrowed like his heart was tearing up in the view of me crying. He shot a glance at me one last time and then he turned to face the sun.
He slowly took off his white shirt. His tattoos gave a stranger beauty and an eerie on his form. I looked at the dragon tattoo that was on his backbone. It was beautiful. I guess he could be a dragon if he wanted to him self. Mentally he was a dragon. But very different compared with others. My eyes focused on the red stamp on his right shoulder. I couldn't see it very good because he was smoking more and more.
That's it. I realized. That's the last time I'll ever see him.
"Good-bye, Godric." I said. He didn't turn to look me but I knew he heard me. He was holding his hands wide and he finally meet the sun. Blue flames licked his svelte form until they finally embraced him fully. It took only a few seconds for his body to disappear.
I was standing all alone on the roof of the hotel. With tears rolling on my face I walked slowly in the direction I last saw him. I glanced at his white shirt. They only thing he left behind. The only thing I had, to remember him. I bend down and took a hold of his shirt. In the moment I touch it, I broke down. I was starting crying with sobs while I embraced his shirt. A sweet aroma filled me. It was like honey with jasmine. His scent. God, what have I done? I let him go! How could I do something like that? I should have stopped him!
My heart cracked by the pain I was feeling. I couldn't face Bill. If he knew I was feeling so much pain by Godric's death he woulb be sad too. The only person I can face is Eric. But, I also have to, right? Godric in a kind of way trusted me for taking care of Eric. I will do what's Godric wanted me to do. Even if it sounds somehow unpleasant. I will do it.
I rose form the ground slowly and wear Godric's shirt. I had no idea why I did this. I just wanted to feel him somehow. I felt his scent permeating mine. A peaceful fealing took over me. It was almost like Godric was still with me. I started walking to the stairs. I must confort Eric. Not for him thought. For Godric.
Tadaaaa. A new story ladies and gentle mans. That's the very first chappie and I hope that it was pleasant to read. The story is based on the TV show. Not the books. From the next chapter on... everything will come from my imagination. Please review if you liked it :)