"I want to have a child with you, Godric." Eric whispered standing motionless in his place staring down at the floor.

Godric stopped and looked at him, "Why do you want to do that?" he asked his face and voice always calm. "You're my child and Pam is your child. What would having a child made by both of us be? We're too old to take care of a baby Vampire in this new world, Eric."

Eric gulped and licked his lips, all daring to look up at his maker and lover. "For us to call our own, besides the deep love of each other and the night. Something that we can pour our love and knowledge into for if there is ever a time that we die. Our ways will live in that child." Eric's face never leaving its normally hard expression, but his eyes showed the desire he craved to have a child with Godric.

Godric closed the gap between them and looked up at Eric, his Viking hieght dwafing Godric's frozen teenaged height. Godric stood there searching through his and Eric's bond. Finally his eyes closed breifly and gently, "If this is want you want, then we shall make a child together." Godric whispered.

Eric smiled, "Thank you, Godric."

Godric smiled back lightly as he hugged Eric, "We will wait until tomorrow night to make our child." he told him.

"What are we to do about the remaining two hours of night?" Eric asked. He didn't really need to ask, he could feel the lust between them. His fangs came out, "It's your turn to night." He hissed.

As soon as dawn turned to night, Eric was up and eager to make his and Godric's new child. Eric's eagerness and impatience woke Godric long before he was ready to wake.

"Eric, night has only fallen a half hour ago." Godric said pulling his shirt over his tattooed body.

"But I am so ready for this." Eric smiled, his fangs showing.

Godric took an unneed breath out as he sat at the edge of their bed, "I know you are." He said softer than usual. "So, what child do you want? A boy or a girl?"

Eric chewed on his lips, careful to avoid his fangs, as he thought. "There are so many male vampires already." he replied.

"A girl, then." Godric nodded. "There arent many girls in Bon Temps. Maybe in Califorina."

"No, girls from California are too needed and bitchy." Eric shook his head. "Plus I want a girl that we'll both like just not one of us."

The two ancient Vampires sat in silence for a while thinking over their wants of a girl to turn.

"What about home, Eric?"

Eric didn't answer. He hadn't been home to Stockholm since after the plague in 1349. Half of him was afraid to go back and find out what has happened to his beloved home.

"Eric, are you okay?" Godric's voice came calling through Eric's thoughts.

A cold shiver ran down, Eric's back. "Stockholm will be perfect."