A/N: I know, I know, I'm in-between stories at the moment but for some reason this idea came to me and I thought I might as well post it. I need to clear my mind, writing it down and sharing it seemed like the best possibility. I am unsure whether it will be completed; I'll be taking it chapter by chapter.

All reviews, criticism or compliments, are very much welcome.

Disclaimer: I do not own True blood; I just borrowed the characters for a bit of fun!

Chapter One
Value of Living

Staring at the royal red wallpaper of her expensive suite, Sookie realised she wasn't happy.

It wasn't the suite itself. Not only did the room scream relaxation, the soft Egyptian cotton sheets heavenly to sit on as the soft fabric brushed against the bare skin of her legs, but the happiness she expected to feel wasn't there. Someone in her financial situation could only dream of being allowed to step foot in a hotel with a five star rating, let alone spend a night in one.

Yet here she was, in luxury, and miserable.

Hotel Camilla, the only hotel in Dallas that had undergone the extensive renovation necessary to safely accommodate a vampire, was the hotspot of the Dallas area. Highly paid professional staff, an extensively packed winery, in addition to rooms dedicated to whatever mood a guest may find themselves in. They even had blood donors on tap! It wasn't difficult to understand Eric's interest in the hotel.

Still, she didn't belong here.

Expensive objects were carefully positioned around the room for artistic and design purposes, leaving her too afraid to touch for fear of breaking something she wouldn't be able to afford to replace.

She highly doubted her expenses for the trip stretched that far.

It made her Walmart clothing look even cheaper in comparison. She didn't doubt even one of the floral potted plants cost more than her entire suitcase along with her belongings inside combined.

The wide screen TV mounted on the wall had her hesitating to turn it on, a mini fridge filled to the brim with both delicious treats and small expensive bottles of alcohol that she didn't dare touch - Jason had forewarned her the hotel charged extra - not to mention the clearly costly shutters surrounding the substantial room.

She should have been relaxing, basking in the surrounding luxury as the other hotel guests were, and yet she would rather been anywhere else.

It wasn't simply down to the fact she hadn't felt as comfortable around Bill lately, her gut screaming at her that something wasn't right. His personality had not changed considerably, but his lack of adjustment into their relationship seemed to only be the tip of the iceberg. Her instincts were telling her that not everything was how it seemed, that she was being naïve, blinded by her first committed relationship and unable to see the true reality of the situation she had found herself in.

But Bill loved her, right?

He told her he did, yet she was very much aware that what was spoken didn't necessarily show true intent the majority of the time. Her gift had taught her as much.

He doted on her, but then again he barely allowed her out of his sight. What Sookie had previously thought of as romantic and sweet, had turned into feeling as if smothered by an overprotective lover. It made her doubt herself. It made her doubt them as a couple.

Someone who loved you shouldn't look at you with consideration.

Sitting herself on the edge of the incredibly soft hotel bed she chewed her bottom lip in thought. The meeting with Nan Flanagan from the AVL had been a disaster, and she felt disgusted at the way the female vampire had spoken to Godric.

He was a gentle soul. Flanagan should be relieved that someone like him was fighting for their side when he could just as easily be fighting against them instead! What was – had been – an asset had been cast away as if nothing.

It made her feel disgust.

The vile woman had tried to strip him from his position. It was disgraceful. Gran had ingrained it into her from as far back as she could remember the importance of respecting your elders. Sookie may not be a hundred percent sure of just how old Eric's maker was, but she figured from how both Pam and Eric had spoken that he had to be ancient considering he changed Eric who was just over 1,000.

He could teach them so much.

Vampires, Nan Flanagan included, were children in comparison.

It brought her to her current situation. While she was sitting in the hotel suite with an irritated Bill, Godric was attempting to meet the sun all the while her instincts screamed at her that it was a mistake. She had always been taught that suicide was the cowards' way out, that giving up instead of staying and fighting through the pain was the easy option.

But was it her place to interfere?

She may have been taught such values, but for all she knew Godric had his own beliefs on the matter. She wasn't a religion pusher, she may believe in her God but she respected the fact that not everyone held the same or similar beliefs.

Everyone was entitled to their own opinions, their own views.

But what if Godric was simply confused? He may have had time to think it over, she had no idea how long he had centred his thoughts on the option of meeting the sun, but had he even considered the possibility of staying on this earth for another 2,000 years? or even just a few?

She had to ask herself; would she be a bad Christian if she sat back and ignored a man obviously in torment?

He may have the body of a teenager, but it was his eyes that gave him away. Even if she couldn't identify with the fact he was no longer living, his soft gaze gave the impression that he had been through so much, seen so many things, and experienced more than anyone should have in his long and impressive life.

Why would he throw it all away?

Someone didn't walk the earth for two thousand years and not grow fond of a few pastimes, without a reason to stay linked with the living. Eric needed him, and while Sookie had only known Godric for little more than a day she couldn't help but already find herself attached to the gentle soul.

With one reckless decision he was going to throw everything he had lived for away. She couldn't help but wonder whether he had given life enough of a chance before giving up. Surely he had something worth hanging onto.

Sookie shook her head. She already felt the familiar sensation of tears beginning to form around her eyes at the thought of Godric thinking he was worthless enough to rid the world of his presence. She hadn't shed tears since Gran had passed, and now wasn't the time to start. Being a firm believer in life, of savouring every second you had as it could disappear just as quickly, meant that Godric throwing his away so willingly made her uncomfortable.

Was it selfish of her wanting him to live?

First meeting Godric had caught her off guard. Not only was he her knight in shining armour, but even without that she felt something else, something deeper she had also experience with Eric. It had surprised her, yet even before she had processed the new sensations she was experiencing he was confessing to his childe that meeting the sun was his intention.

It had made her sick; both physically and mentally.

Gently resting her hands on her pick and white checkered dress, she dipped her head against her chest. Heart feeling as if it was being chocked, squeezed in a tight grip; she knew what she had to do.

She couldn't just sit there knowing he was in pain!

It didn't matter to her that he was a vampire, that he wasn't human. Everyone and everything was one of God's creations as far as she was concerned. He had a heart, he felt as she felt, so she had no intention of letting him do this alone. He may be under the impression Eric was the only one who would miss him, but she would show him different. If he rejected her comfort she would walk away with a heavy heart, but with the knowing it truly was what he wanted, but he would not die alone if she could help it.

He deserved better than that.

He had saved her from being raped, from being violated by a man whose thoughts confirmed that he had done it many times before too much younger, much more innocent girls. He had hurt females of the church, both young and old, who Newlin had decided needed to be punished for their supposed 'sins.'

Gabe had been all too happy to 'help out.'

It was a sickening revelation.

She found it hard to stomach the fact that the very people who preached and spread the word of vampires being evil were the ones who did not followed what they preached.

'People who conceal their sins will not prosper, but if they confess and turn from them, they will receive mercy.'

She knew for a fact that Newlin did not confess his sins.

She had heard nothing of him speaking to his people of how he and his wife were intentionally milking their 'followers' for all the money they had in order to fuel their hatred. That they punished the children unfairly while telling them they would go to hell if they confessed it to their parents.

She had heard nothing of how the two Reverend's coming clean of how they tortured humans as well as vampires alike. Their discrimination clearly did not solely apply to those of the un-breathing.

'…If we claim we have no sin, we are only fooling ourselves and not living in the truth…'

Sookie did not know how they could honestly believe torturing vampires was the right thing to do, that it was what God had brought them together for. If God had not intended for vampires to exist, then why did he allow them to continue to roam this earth? If God triumphs the Devil, then why did his so-called followers not trust his judgement that they had earned their place on this earth as much as humans did?

Humans were capable of killing just as vampires were; they were proof of that themselves.

'Have nothing to do with sexual immorality, impurity, lust and evil desires'

Loyalty did not apply to his relationship with his wife. Vulgar images from their brief meeting had informed her of their misdeeds, of how the two of them frequently invite another into their bed when they felt they particularly deserved a special treat.

Sookie had been particularly disgusted when she had caught the stray thought of his corruption of a minor, a young girl who was tricked into believing if she slept with him, gave herself over, then her previous sins would be wiped. The poor girl had been desperate. He had taken advantage of that.

And they thought they had the right to call Godric a monster.

'Don't be greedy, for a greedy person is an idolater, worshiping the things of this world'

They were all about money, forcing their followers to sign over their belongings as it was Gods wish they use it to fight the evil that was vampires. If that was not the definition of greed and gluttony, Sookie did not know where else to begin.

'So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is sin.'

Sookie remembered this quote from her grandmother. She had been a good, kind and strong woman who had made sure that she had grown up with the good values a woman should have and be taught. While many in Merlotte's thought her old-fashioned, she was proud to have the values her grandmother had wanted to ingrain into her.

If she could grow as old and wise as Adele, she would be even prouder to call herself a Stackhouse.

To know wrong and yet to continue to do it for selfish reasons was a sin in itself, and she knew that was exactly what Steve Newlin was doing. He believed he had been wronged by vampires when he had no proof, and so was twisting Gods words for his own benefit.

She hated it.

He was a coward, hiding behind an army of misguided individuals who believed each and every problem within their life was the doing of vampires. It was foolish, but she knew they had simply redirected their hatred after the Great Revelation to those who were no longer human.

They had been looking for something to blame, and found it.

She hated that he was using faith to fit his own thoughts and opinions when he was nothing other than leading a vampire hating cult under the pretence of it being under a religion. Had it not been a Church, they would be referred to as a hate cult by many. They believed the rubbish he was dishing out and yet he wasn't even following what he was preaching!

Their hate would not serve them well in the end.

They would be punished, not by her personally, but their sins would not be dismissed nor forgotten by God. She had every belief it would come back to bite them on their arses.

With that firmly on her mind, Sookie made a move to get up. She knew she would regret it for the rest of her life if she did not at least attempt to make Godric see reason. Her Christian values would not allow her to stand by and let a good man meet the sun thinking the death he was doling out to himself was the right choice, that everyone thought the same as he did, that he deserved it.

No, she would attempt to save him and that was that! She was nothing if not determined.

Stackhouse women were made of strong stuff!

"Where do you think you are going, Sookie? We just got back; it would not be the best thing to do to go wondering off right now."

Bill's tone was gentle, but Sookie couldn't shake the feeling that he was trying to treat her like a child. She was in her early twenties - a grown woman – and yet he spoke to her as if she needed some kind of guidance in order to function. She had survived this long on her own; her life did not revolve around whatever Bill believed was right. There was nothing preventing her from doing as she wished, and she would not be involved with a man who believed that his word meant it was final.

She would not be that kind of woman!

Her Gran had taught her to be independent, that when it came to meeting a man if he could not accept her completely than he wasn't worth it. Adele, much like Eric consequently, believed her telepathy was a gift rather than a curse, that she was destined to more in the future with the hand she had been dealt.

It made her question Bill's appearance in her future.

She had seen what possessive and violent men could do to a woman; customers in abusive relationships have depressed filled thoughts that filled her with both horror and pity. They were trapped, both wanting to escape and wanting to stay. Bill may have never laid a hand on her, yet his over controlling tendencies were gradually increasing the more she discovered about the world he was trying to hide from her.

Being involved so intimately with a vampire meant knowledge meant everything, yet Bill almost seemed to want to keep her in the dark about even the smallest of details. At least Eric believed she needed to be informed, even if his main desired seemed to be her naked and lying in his bed.

Questioning it further, it made her wonder exactly what Bill was trying to hide from her.

With that she held her head up high as she smoothed down her dress. "I am going to give Godric some comfort. He does not deserve to meet the sun, but if he is adamant that he wants to take that path then I will make sure he does not do it alone."

That was final, she wasn't about to relent just because Bill didn't agree with it. As far as she was concerned he could bugger off and deal with his thoughts away from her! She was not his servant, she was not his mistress, and she would not be told what to do and when to do it!

He needed to realise that sooner rather than later.

"I do not think it is a good idea, Sookie." The disapproval was clear on her boyfriend's face. "If Godric wants to meet the sun then that is his choice, he doesn't need you there interfering."

Sookie huffed. "Well I am not about to stand by and do nothing. If he wishes for me to leave then he can tell me as such."

"Sookie-"

"Enough, Bill. I mean it! This is my choice and you are not going to change my mind so you might as well give up and leave me alone. I will not be back before you are dead for the day, so good day!"

Tired of his interfering attitude, Sookie simply turned on her heels and walked out with her head held high. Bill could complain all he liked, her mind was set and her decision had been made.

Bill stood ridged in response. His entire posture tensed as scowl curled at his lips as he forced himself not to physically run and grab his disobedient little companion. He wasn't used to being undermined, especially from a human, telepath or not.

It did not sit well with him.

But Sookie didn't care in the slightest. She had a vampires' life to attempt to save and if Bill didn't like it then tough. It wasn't his decision to make, it was hers, and as far as she was concerned she had already made it a long time ago. If Bill had a problem with it, he could find himself another female to try and control.

She would comfort Godric; his good soul deserved that at least.

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