Author's note: So this is the first chapter of the 6th fic in my True Bloodd series. I own none of the characters created by Charlaine Harris or Allan Ball. I only take credit for the new characters i bring in.

Also, if you havent read the previous 5 stories, you might want to just for it to make sense. They go in this order. The Blackest Night...The Resurrection...Make you Feel my love...The Second Chance...For the First time...hope you enjoy the series so far and what is to come..

Chapter 1 The shape of things to come

A few weeks later

"Eric come on, you have to stop sulking already and get back to your old self. It's hurting business, it's hurting you, it's hurting me to see you like this..." I tried to tell my bad tempered husband, who sat next to me in his usual seat up on the stage of Fangtasia but he might as well not be there for all the effort he wasn't putting in to drawing in business. It had been like this for weeks. He would come to work, sit in his chair and just glare at the floor and never make eye contact with any of the customers or employees. I knew he was pissed up about Godric's revelation from that night but I would have thought he would be over it by now. But I suppose that was wishful thinking. I slipped my hand through his arm. "And I know it's also hurting Godric to see you..."

"Do not mention Godric to me." He replied coldly, not looking up from the spot on the floor he had been staring out and just pulled his arm away from me, hinting that he did not want my comfort in any way. He just wanted me to leave him alone, like he always seemed to want these days. "I don't want to hear his name."

"Fine." I grumbled, shaking my head in annoyance at his attitude before sitting back in my chair with my arms crossed and looked around at the semi crowded floor and just sighed heavily. "Be like that Eric, that just fine with me."

Eric didn't say anything to me but that didn't come as much of a surprise since he really didn't say much any more these days anyway. Every since Godric revealed that he had another progeny, Eric had been on the outs with his maker and had refused to see or speak to him. After Godric had confessed to the existence of Carina, Eric had charged out of the house and hadn't come back until just before dawn, nearing worrying me to death in the process. After that night, he wouldn't talk about Godric even though I tried countless amounts of times to bring it up. Godric came by night after night in an attempt to fix the strained relationship between them but it didn't seem to work no matter how many times he said he was sorry. Sure Godric could have just commanded Eric to forgive him, but as he explained to me before, he wanted Eric to forgive him willingly and not because he was forced. Or else it wouldn't mean anything. So even though I hated to see the two of them struggling, I left it alone and let them work through it in their own way. But it wasn't easy, Eric wasn't himself and it wasn't like when he had been cursed, he was there but he had closed himself off to everyone including me. He didn't want to spend time together, he didn't want to feed, and he didn't even want to sleep with me. And trust me, I had tried very hard. But he just didn't have an interest in anything, he was consumed with thoughts of Godric and the betrayal and Carina. I knew all this from reading his mind, not to mention it was hard not to know considering he wasn't trying very hard to block his thoughts most of the time. He was suffering and I only wanted to help but I didn't know how. All I knew was that this couldn't go on much longer, not with the way things were.

"You know what I think you're really mad about?" I asked suddenly after I stopped going over the past month in my head and refocused my eyes on Eric who seemed a little startled that I was talking to him again because I saw him turn his face slightly towards the sound of my voice. And even though he wasn't looking at me entirely, it was still an acknowledgment. "I don't think it's about Godric lying or you not knowing he had another progeny..."

"Allison..." Eric's face twitched as he issued this warning simply by stating my name. I could hear the edge in his voice, he didn't like where this was going. "Enough."

"No Eric, it's not enough. I need to say this." I charged ahead, not able to stop now that the idea had taken root in my head. Once it was there I knew it would fester until I did something about it and I was surprised when I hadn't thought about this possibility before. "I think you're more mad and agitated because your vampire sister sent witches after you. That's what you're really..."

"Allison, I said enough!" Eric snapped loudly, his voice echoing through the crowd of both vampire and human and gaining the focus of everyone in the room from his sudden outburst. But he didn't care that everyone was now staring at him. He was just laser focused on shutting me up as he reached over and curled his cold fingers around my wrist. "I said I didn't want to hear it. And as my wife, you should follow my order!"

"And as my husband, you should remember that I am not your fucking slave or toy. We're partners in this, equal footing. So don't forget that." I found myself snapping, my own anger bubbling up to the surface and coming out, just not as loudly as Eric's had been. I pried his fingers off my arm and stood up, prepared to step down to the floor. But before I left, I turned back to look at him and said "I still love you Eric Northman, but you are the most stubborn asshole I have ever met."

I turned my back before I could see his reaction and jumped down to the floor and started pushing my way over to the bar. I didn't have to fight too hard since the general crowd knew who I was and moved out of the way before I had to ask. I felt powerful when they did this, which was a rarity since most of the time I felt as weak and powerless as a normal human even though I was a full blooded Faerie. I saw looks come my way as I passed by vampires and humans, any maybe it was because I was the only woman allowed up on stage with Eric beside Pam, but I saw a few vamps show me their fangs and I knew they could smell my blood. It was always like that in a crowd of vampires, they could find me by just one good sniff and it was very unnerving. But I kept my cool, knowing I would never be harmed in Eric's bar as he would be killing anyone who dared to try and approach me. I was just reaching the bar counter when I looked back over my shoulder to the stage and saw that Eric was back to looking glum and pissed off. I sighed, he really needed to get his act together because this version of him was not working for me. I could only be understanding to an extent...

"He's still mad isn't he?" Godric's voice came from my right side and I turned my head quickly in surprise to find him walking up to me with his hands in his pockets and his head slightly down like it had been for weeks. I was surprised to see him here, as he hadn't had luck getting Eric to talk to him at any other time but maybe that was exactly why he came here. He leaned against the bar next to me and shrugged. "I guess I should have prepared for this, nothing in the past ever stays there for long, so I shouldn't have expected this secret too either. Even if I did think she was dead."

"Don't beat yourself up on this so much. Yes, it was started because you kept this from him, but it's him who is keeping this feud going. You're both to blame for the misery." I pointed out, keeping my eye on Eric in case he looked up and spotted Godric talking to me. There was no way of knowing how he would react in this situation, he wouldn't care about making a scene in his own bar. I looked at Godric and seeing the sadness in his face made my chest tighten. I hated to see the two of them fighting and I hated how things had changed yet again. We were suppose to be happy after Eric got his memories back, not dealing with this crap. I ran my fingers through my long hair and said. "He's been such a nightmare lately..."

"Forgive me for that, he wouldn't be acting like this if it weren't for me." Godric immediately began, prepared it seemed to launch into a full out apology for what seemed like the millionth time. "I'm very sorry about keeping Carina a secret and for how it affected Eric..."

"Godric, stop. You don't need to keep apologizing, I know you're sorry. You don't have to keep on hammering that home." I shrugged off his apology because I didn't need to hear it again. Eric wasn't the only one he had been trying to make amends with in the past month, it had been with me too. And I had an initial period of being upset because of how the whole curse could have been avoided if we had some how known, but I was quick to let it go since I knew it wasn't important to hold on to a grudge like this. Not when it seemed like we had other things to worry about. "But you do need to talk to Eric..."

"I've tried Allison, you've seen me try and it doesn't help." Godric protested, his frustration showing on his young features and making him appear younger then he actually was. He looked across the crowd towards the stage but Eric was still not looking towards the bar area, he was still glaring at the floor. Godric pressed his lips together and turned back to me. "I don't think it will..."

"I don't care if you don't think it will help, you're still going to go over there and talk to him. Because I said so." I replied stubbornly, as I watched his face grow with surprise at the sudden upswing in my confidence as I spoke to him. I was fed up with him and Eric fighting like little children, I was fed up with Eric's attitude towards me and his maker and everyone. I was just fed up in general and it was time that I did something to change that. I nodded towards the stage. "Now go and talk. Right now."

"Allison, I'm a 2,000 year old vampire. You can't exactly order me around." Godric tried to regain his sense of control by setting his face in a more serious expression but I never broke my gaze, and I think he knew I was not one to be messed with right now because he simply nodded and started moving backwards. "Alright, alright. I'll try."

"Don't try, do it." I raised my eyebrows at him right before he disappeared into the crowd and then just settled back against the counter to wait for the inevitable moment when those two would come together to talk. God only knows what the two of them would do if it didn't go well. I was just turning around to order a drink when I already found a Cosmo sitting on a napkin right in front of me. I looked up and found Pam on the other side of the bar smirking at me with her hand on her hip. I raised my eyebrows. "Thanks for the drink, Pam."

"Just consider it thank you for restoring this beautiful face of mine and for sending Godric over to try and snap my maker out of this slump, Because frankly, I am really getting sick of it." Pam retorted, leaning forward on the counter with her eyebrows as we both watched Godric reach Eric and start to say something. Pam's face twitched as she was the only one of us who could hear what was being said right now. "Eric is not happy that Godric is here, and that's putting it nicely."

"But look, they are walking away together. I think they might actually talk." I pointed out as I watched Eric and Godric zip through the crowd and disappear through the door off to the side of the bar and I knew they were going to the office to speak in private. This had to be a good thing, it just had to be. "Maybe things will get better now."

"Don't get your hopes up Faerie princess, this is Eric we're talking about...If he is set on holding a grudge, then nothing Godric says can fix it. It may just have to run its course."

10 minutes later

"I don't know why I agreed to this, I would rather not be here at all."

"I'm your maker Eric, have enough respect for me to at least hear what I have to say." Godric found himself replying to his progeny for the first time since they had entered the office and finally had the nerve to break the heavy silence between them. He still couldn't believe that he had actually gotten Eric to come down from the stage and agree to talk to him, especially since it seemed like neither of them wanted a repeat of their previous failed conversations. But after Allison's near threat and seeing the toll it was taking on everyone, Godric knew he had to at least try one more time. This animosity between him and Eric wasn't healthy, not when they needed to be on the same page if they had to deal with Carina at some point in the future. Godric looked at Eric, who was sitting behind his desk and staring across the room at the wall and Godric wasn't sure how this conversation was going to go. But he knew it would be different from the others in the sense that he was going to say things he hadn't said to Eric in the last few weeks. So far he had dodged the real truth, but he knew that he would have to come clean since it had the slightest chance in hell of making Eric hate him less. He looked at his child and dropped his arms down to his sides before saying. "I want to explain why I never mentioned that I had created another progeny..."

"Oh, now you want to explain? But you didn't feel like telling me about her at all in the past thousand years?" Eric questioned coldly, his eyes getting stormy as he looked up and locked gazes with Godric. Godric nearly cringed when he saw the look of betrayal in his child's eyes, something he never intended on doing when he kept Carina a secret. But like he had said many times before, secrets always had a way of coming out, so he should have prepared for Eric's anger. "I'm your child too! I had a right to know that there was another."

"I should have told you, I know that. I just didn't want to because it was too hard and I was too ashamed..." Godric hissed, flashes of the past surging through him and he had to curl his hands into themselves to stop himself from lashing out and breaking something. "I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to look at me differently when you knew the truth. Because the truth is that I am ashamed of that time."

"Why?" Eric still sounded angry as he leaned forward across the top of his desk, but there was something akin to curiosity in his face. "What could have possibly happened to make you keep this a secret?"

"Carina was an unlucky bystander to my rage over a thousand years ago, I was different back then as you know, but the way I treated her was unfathomable to me now. I still cannot believe I did what I did." Godric shook his head rapidly as he came to sit down on the chair in front of the desk with a sigh. He was ashamed of a lot of things he had done in his lifetime, but his history with Carina was one of the worse and it seemed like it was catching up to him now. "You remember the back story with Helen, Louie and I right?"

"Of course." Eric nodded, his face still guarded and unforgivable. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Because I created Carina right after we thought Helen had died. It was after Louie had dissolved our friendship and we had gone our separate ways. I was in pain and in mourning and I was determined to take out my rage on anyone and anything in any way I could. I wanted to feel powerful, not weak..." Godric felt the same rush of shame go through him as he recounted the past to Eric, it felt just as strongly as it had the first time he felt it. But it had a slightly sharper edge to it because he had to tell his other progeny about it, somehow that just made it seem all the more worse. "So when I came across Carina, she was alone and I just felt something inside me snap..."

"And that's when you turned her.." Eric finished for him, his head nodding even though his eyes still weren't relenting. "So what happened next? How did all this fall apart?"

"My bond with Carina is nothing like the bond I share with you. My bond to her was created out of my desperate need to release my emotions and after it was over and she had turned, I didn't want her..." Godric broke his gaze so he wouldn't have to look at Eric when he said this next part. It was the one part that he was most ashamed of. "I didn't keep her with me like I should have. I felt like she was a waste of space to me. So I released her and ran off to deal with my grief in other ways. And a year after I created her, I found you..."

"So what was different about her and then me? Why did you get rid of her and not me?" Eric sounded more curious now then ever and Godric lifted his gaze again to find his child watching with more of a blank look on his face then an angry one. That was a little progress. "It was only a year between when you turned her and then turned me. How could your mind frame change that much in just a year?"

"I don't know, it just did. I saw you injured and seconds away from death and I suppose I felt the pull to take care of someone like I did with Helen. I don't know why I didn't want to care for Carina, but I knew I wanted to keep you with me. I never felt that with her and I feel horrible about it to this day." Godric explained, relieving the night he had watched his vampire daughter rise as an immortal and then the way her face had crumbled when he told her he was releasing her. She had begged him to stay, to show her how to live but he hadn't. He didn't want to be there, that's why he had taken off and left her alone. He had thought about her occasionally over the last thousand years, and the sting of what he had done was just as rough to deal with as it had been then. So he preferred not to think about it or talk about it. He looked at Eric and shrugged. "I thought she had met the true death, because I felt our blood bond disappear not long after I made you..."

"But she didn't meet the true death, she must have had the bond broken by magic and that's why you thought she had died." Eric rubbed his chin with his hand, his face still composed sharply even as he got deeper into the conversation then he probably had intended to. "..obviously, she wasn't dead since she was the one who got Marnie to summon Antonia to come after me. She had to have been keeping tabs on the both of us over the years, hence why Marnie had told Nan that it was an act of revenge."

"She must have been jealous of you, that's why she wanted to hurt you like that." Godric pressed his lips together, hardly daring to believe that the timid little brunette that he had turned against her will had exacted revenge so viciously. He knew that that kind of treatment could change people in the worse way, but he was still hoping that it never had to come to that. "I didn't think this would happen..."

"But it did happen. Your actions and secrets kept us all from being prepared, but most of all me! And it lead to me being a zombie for weeks, all because you couldn't tell me about her." Eric snapped under his breath, his eyes turning to slits as he spoke, showing that there was an underlining sense of rage under his sort of calm demeanor. "And what just really pisses me off if that I should have known that I had a vampire sister, even if you did think she was dead."

"I am sorry my son, for lying to you and for bringing this upon us. Because it seems like this is going to be presented as a problem now, and it's one of my biggest regrets that I didn't tell you." Godric knew he was getting through to his child because Eric no longer looked like he was going to dive across the desk and attack him. He could still feel that Eric was angry and probably would be for a very long time, but at least they could move on from this initial hostility and heal. He looked up again and said. "She will be a problem and now that you know about her, you should know my loyalty is still to you. And I will take care of it if she ever causes a problem..."

"No, we will both take care of it. It shouldn't just be on you." Eric said surprisingly, his face turning hard like stone but Godric knew it wasn't just about him anymore, it was about his own revenge against Carina for her actions. And if Eric was already thinking down the road like that, then Godric knew they were back on the same page. And he was sure of it when Eric's eyes drifted back to him and he saw the smallest hint of a smirk on his face. "I want a piece of her as well. She fucked with me and now I get to fuck with her."

20 minutes later

"So I see the door hasn't been torn off it's hinges, that must mean that things went well..." I stated happily as I practically skipped through the open doorway and into the office where I found both Eric and Godric sitting by the desk and smiling, a shocker considering little over an hour ago they were both mad at each other. But now they looked as comfortable with each other as they had before the secret came out. I had been worried that forcing these two together was a bad idea and the entire time I had been waiting out by the bar for any sign of what the outcome could be, I had almost bitten my nails down to the beds and almost caused them to bleed. But then Pam got a call from Eric, who wanted me to come in and I nearly ran to the office, praying that they hadn't bloodied each other too bad. But Eric was sitting behind his desk with his typical smile on his face and Godric was sitting on the other side with his normal serene smile that immediately put me at ease. I walked into thee room with my hands tucked under my arms and a smile on my lips. "Are you two done bickering like 5 year olds?"

"We never bickered." Godric stated with a tilt of his head, his eyebrows raised high into his smooth forehead. He turned to look at Eric in mock confusion. "My son, have we been bickering?"

"No, I don't believe we have. I think my wife is mistaken." Eric replied with an even deeper smirk that he sent my way and I felt a warmth go through me all the way down to my toes when he looked at me like that. It was a look he hadn't given me in over a month because of this fight with Godric, but it was back now and I finally felt like I had my husband back. Eric chuckled a little bit. "Allison, you can relax. The crisis has passed..."

"For now it has. But I give it another few weeks before you two are back to fighting like children over something else. So I'm preparing myself now." I teased, tossing my hair back behind me as I looked from him to Godric. For vampires as old as them, they tended to disagree a lot and also acted less like vampires and more like feuding children. And that in itself was funny and amusing but beyond that, it wasn't because I hated it when they fought and were mad with each other. "Can you two just play nicely for once? It seems like you are always fighting."

"I do take the blame for that, after all I did keep a secret from my child." Godric pointed out, looking at Eric with a smile but his eyes showed a more serious expression that said he was still feeling the weight of having held back this one part of him. "But we have agreed to put that aside in the face of this new possible threat."

"Well thank God for that. Can you imagine facing trouble while you two are on the outs? That wouldn't produce good results at all. And I can only save you guys so many times." I replied, walking over to the desk to lean against while I talked but Eric had other ideas and instead grabbed my arm and yanked me down into his lap, wrapping his arm around me so I couldn't escape. But I was so thrilled that he was acting like himself again that I didn't even want to move away and instead pressed myself closer to him. "I'm just glad you two made peace. It bothers me when the two most important vampires in my life are hating on each other."

"No matter what my maker tells or doesn't tell me, I could never 'hate on him'. That's just the truth." Eric said, his lips twitching as he semi-quoted me and his hands moved across my legs slowly. "We may disagree from time to time, but I will never hate him."

"He's right Allison, there will never be hate between us. We always manage to forgive and forget." Godric nodded, his expression brightening up as he looked at us together and I could tell by his thoughts that it made him happy to have Eric and I together because I somehow made Eric's temper less explosive and more open to logic and sense. I knew Godric believed I had softened his progeny, but Eric's personality was still there from before he and I ever got involved, it was just a little more hidden then it use to be. But I didn't want to contradict Godric right now, not when it was a nice moment with the three of us. Godric's face took on a more serious look before he said. "And we will get passed this, even if I have to kill my first progeny myself and face this alone."

"And I told you that you're not doing this alone..." Eric piped in, his face also turning serious as he turned away from me and looked at his maker in a way that he hadn't looked at him in weeks, with respect. "I will be at your side if need be."

"As will I..." I added in, gaining their attention swiftly but I wasn't willing to accept their disapproving looks. "Eric you're my husband. And Godric, I feel like your daughter. So if you guys are facing this trouble then so am I. And you can't tell me differently..."

"I wouldn't push her Eric, she can be very threatening when she wants to be, despite the sweet face." Godric pointing out, reminding me of the way I had talked to him earlier but there was a small smile on his face. "She is quite a handful to deal with when she has her mind set to something."

"Trust me..." Eric began, turning towards me with a smirk as his hand brushed back my hair. "I know that fact better then anyone."

Later that night

"Does that make me horrible...for wishing your husband never got better.."

"...just extremely honest...So be honest again. You like me, don't you...more then just a friendly type of way..."

"..I never looked at you in a friend type of way...it's always been more then that. I want you in ways that I shouldn't want you...I would do anything to be the one you spend your nights with...that's how much more it is..."

"Oh shit, not again." Alcide muttered to himself as he leaned against the side of the elevator that lead down to the parking garage and hit the side of his head to try and knocked out the fragments of the conversation he had last had with Allison out of his mind. But the only thing the action did was cause his head to hurt and made him feel stupid for thinking it would actually work. He should have known it wouldn't, after all nothing else had managed to get the tiny brunette out of his head, nor their last conversation from playing over in his head like an annoying song for the past month. He rubbed his hands over his tired face and sighed. "I have to stop this,nothing is ever going to happen between her and I and I'm just torturing myself by thinking about it."

Ever since Alcide had made his idiotic confession to her, he had been essentially driving himself crazy trying to move on from it because nothing would ever come of it so why make it worse by thinking about her. But it seemed that the more he tried not to think about her, the more in a rut he was. He had done everything in his power to try and keep his focus clear and sometimes he managed it. But then there were days like these and nights like now when he just couldn't do it. He had tried talking about something else, thinking that any new subject would distract him but nothing did. He tried to keep busy with work, thinking that if he pushed himself hard enough then he would be too tired to even think. But her face came to mind even then and he hated it. He didn't want her torturing him with her angelic face, her sweet smile and playful green eyes. He just wanted her gone, like she never existed. It had been over a month since he had seen her and she was still as vivid in his mind as ever. Even when he went out with other women, Allison was still there taunting him.

It was like nothing he did made a difference and he began to think that maybe he was going about it the wrong way.

Maybe he did need to think about her and all the possibilities that he had allowed himself to think about. Maybe not fighting it and letting it just flow through him was going to be what got it out of his system for good. So he did think, always when he had a free moment to spare, he sat down and just allowed his mind to be flooded with her image and all their interactions, and by something even more dangerous, his feelings for her. He knew what he felt for Allison was stronger then what he thought he had felt for Sookie or even Debbie, it was much stronger. When he felt for Debbie and Sookie, he thought it was real but it was like he was blinded by what he thought they were like. Allison was a different story, he had gotten to know the real her and therefore the feelings he developed for her were much more intense then anything he felt before. And they happened so quickly and in such a short amount of time, but it was all for nothing. Because no matter how right it felt and no matter how strongly he felt for her, it didn't change the fact that she was married. She was forbidden territory for so many reasons. She was taken in the most committed of ways, and she was bound to a vampire.

"Fucking vampires, they always get what they want." Alcide growled as the elevator dinged and opened it's door to the parking garage and he stepped out into the silence and made his way over to where his truck was parked. His hands curled into each other as he took each step and his frustration with the situation grew as he thought about what he couldn't have. Eric Northman took everything good in the world for his own, leaving nothing for the others like him. That damn vampire could have anyone else and he had to take the one good sweet girl and manipulate her into loving his dead ass. It just wasn't fair. He fumbled in his pocket for his keys as he approached his truck. "Maybe I should just go and see her. Maybe if I see her and know that she is happy, then I can finally put these thoughts to rest and I won't have to think about her anymore..."

Alcide had just pulled his keys out when his nose caught the scent of something evil close by and he instantly felt himself go on alert as his head snapped around for a visual. He found nothing but he knew he wasn't alone anymore, he may not see anything right now but his werewolf nose never failed him and he instantly felt himself readying to phase if he had to. But he never got the chance to when out of nowhere, he felt a blow hit him in the back of the head and sent him flying forward towards the pavement. His vision was already wavering before he even hit the ground, rendering him unfocused and not ready to defend himself. He had just turned over on his back when he felt a sudden weight on top of him and before he felt himself blacking out, he saw the face of a female vampire hovering above him with her fangs gleamings down at him.

Back in Shreveport

"Now this is the best way to end an night, drinking with a bunch of vampires in an empty bar. It doesn't get any better then this." I said out loud with a giggle as I looked around the table at the 3 pale faces staring back at me and raised my nearly empty wine glass to tap against their bottles of blood in salute. It was strange to be sitting in the middle of Fangtasia at 3 in the morning with Eric and Godric and Pam and drinking alcohol while they drank blood in a moment that we had never had before but were having now. I knew they all thought it was weird too but no one said it out loud because for once, the 4 of us were all getting along and I don't think anyone wanted to ruin this rare moment by saying anything. After things with Godric and Eric had settled down, the three of us had returned to the main floor for the rest of the night and Eric's mood had improved so greatly that an even bigger crowd had come in to take over for the remaining hours the bar was open. It wasn't until after everyone was gone and it was just the 4 of us left that we actually all had a moment to talk and just relax. And I found it really nice. There weren't ever many moments like this these days. I set my glass on the table and looked around at everyone again. "I am officially a happy girl right now."

"You definitely look it." Eric smirked at me, his hands reaching under the table for my knee where his cool fingers closed over it and I could feel him even underneath my jeans. Eric winked at me briefly before saying. "And I can't deny that I too am very happy."

"Well isn't that a nice change from the charming attitude you have had as of late." Pam replied sarcastically, sending her tight lipped smile at her maker before raising her bottle of blood to her mouth again. "Now at least we can get back to regular business for once."

"Yes, it is very good to go back to an old routine." Godric agreed, setting down his own bottle blood with barely a few sips taken from it and pushed it aside. He hardly ever had blood around any of us and he once explained that he simply didn't need it as much to survive anymore. He looked around at all of us and for the first time in weeks, he seemed like his old self. "It's even better that the obstacle has passed..."

"I think that one was for you Eric." I giggled, rolling my eyes at his frown before taking a quick sip of my wine. I couldn't help but feel playful right now. Things were finally at a standstill after weeks of dissension and arguments. Sure there was still the matter of Carina showing up at any time to cause trouble but I couldn't feel worried about that. Not when I had two of the most powerful vampires back on speaking terms again. "You're the one who has been bickering with his maker..."

"I wasn't bickering!" Eric pretended to look mad but I could tell by the way his fingers caressed my inner thigh that he was the complete opposite. He always had said that he liked it when I was a little more outspoken then I normally was. But he still liked to pretend he was the one in control. "And what have I told you about the way that you talk to me?"

"How come she gets away with it and I can't?" Pam protested, her eyes narrowing at her maker in a more serious manner before looking at me. "It's because she's your wife? But I'm your child damn it!"

"You should know by now that Eric doesn't make sense of his actions as much as he likes to think he does." Godric replied, getting in on the fun which was just awesome because Godric was normally such a serious and wise vampire. It was good to see him let loose a little bit once in a while. He sent Eric an apologetic smile. "Sorry my son, but I am on their..."

Crash

Godric's voice was silenced by the sound of the door flying open and hitting the inside wall as a pair of delicate footsteps filled the silence of the bar. I turned my eyes to see who it was and it was simply a brunette vampire, the same height as me who I had never seen before. Maybe she was new and didn't realize that the bar was closed and I was on the verge of saying something when Godric was suddenly brought to his feet, his mind going a million miles an hour and made me dizzy to listen in to it. Whoever this vampire was, Godric clearly knew her or else his eyes wouldn't have bugged out the way they did. And Eric wouldn't have also jumped to his feet if it was nothing. I was even sure that I knew who this was but I knew enough not to say anything unless I was directly spoken to. When there was a strange vampire around, talking out of turn could be deadly. So I stayed silent while Godric stepped forward.

"Carina..." So it was his other progeny that was standing before us with a very Eric like smile on her face. But there was something very different about the way her smirk was from Eric's, it was colder and more calculating then his ever was and it invoked a spasm of fear in me that I knew all of them could pick up on. Godric looked back at us almost apologetically before turning forward again like he couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. "Carina..."

"Hello my maker, long time no see."

A/N: And there you have it, the first chapter of the 6th fic and boy was it a doozy to write. But i havent been this excited about a first chapter in a long time. And i cannot wait to write out the rest of the crazy stuff i have planned. PLease review and stay tuned