Who would I go to? How far would I have to go to get to the person? Opening my door I looked back towards Godric's room, a small breath sliding out. I lowered my eyes and turned, entering my room. I closed the door behind me and leaned on it, the faint existence of a smile graced my lips. Time to rest I suppose… I walked over to the bed and lay down, drifting to sleep, falling into the dream again. But it was different this time…
I stood in the middle of the yard, looking up at the sky enjoying the ice cold rain hitting my face was oddly soothing. I inhaled deeply as strong arms wrapped around my waist.
"What are you thinking?" asked a voice in my ear.
I felt a smile appear on my face at the sound of Eric's voice. "Nothing much." I turned and placed my hands on his chest, the thin material of his shirt sticking to him, emphasizing his torso. Damn…
He chuckled as he caught me eyeing him.
"What?" I looked up into his eyes and smiled.
He smiled "Nothing." He moved closer, pressing his body against mine.
I bit my lip, not wanting to let him see that I'm enjoying how our bodies compliment each other.
"You like it?" he asked inhaling my scent, lips so close to my neck that I could feel his breath.
"Maybe." I trailed my hands up his chest and started to slowly undo his shirt when his hands caught my wrists.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tonight's all about you River." He smiled a crooked mysterious smile. "Call it a birthday present." He lowered my hands and released them before slowly removing his shirt.
"Your such a-" I was cut off by the feel of his lips on mine, the kiss was swift but in a way, left me wanting more. "Tease." I breathed heavily, my blood pulsing strongly through my veins. I knew he could hear it.
"I know" He replied seductively as he slowly undid his pants and started to remove them.
"I want to finish it." I smirked.
"It's only fair." He rested his hands on my hips. "Take your time."
I slowly moved my hands to his chest and started to slid them down to the top of his boxers when I awoke. I was sitting up in my bed, shaking and breathing heavy. Something was wrong. What the…? My eyes shot to a corner and I tensed, sensing someone was in the room with me.
"Who's there?" I hissed. A slight growl growing in my throat.
Footsteps came towards me and stopped at the side of my bed.
In a swift movement I was out of my bed and pinning the intruder to the wall.
"My sweet… River." Godric's voice was a whisper. "Let go. It's ok. You're safe."
I shakingly released his wrists and backed up, falling to my knees. What is wrong with me?
He knelt down and put his arms around me. "I'll protect you… its ok." His voice was still gentle and reassuring, but it was extremely worried. "You're safe. Calm down."
"B-b-b-but..."
He moved back a little and gently laid a cold hand on my cheek. "But nothing…" he grew hesitant. "I love you." He muttered under his breath.
I looked in his eyes. "Excuse me?"
He lowered his eyes a moment and then looked deep into mine. "I said I love you." His hand moved from my cheek. "But I know I can't have you… You deserve someone who's w-"
I placed a hand on his cheek and kissed him passionately on the lips. When I leaned back I looked in his now surprised face and smirked. "You talk too much."
He blushed and smiled, the surprise leaving him. "Is that so?"
"It is."
"I'll have to do something about that then, won't I?" His lips curled into a loving smile as he caught my eyes dancing over his body. "See something you like?"
"Mhmm." I nodded then blinked and looked at him blushing a very faint pink. "S-sorry… I d-didn't mean to." I turned to stare at the floor and moved back, putting my back against my bed.
I was only there a second before Godric had me back on my bed and was leaning over me pinning me too it gently.
"Ooh…" I replied with a mischievous smirk and spark in my eyes.
A gentle and playful growl came from him as my cold hands touched his chest and slowly slid down it, teasing him.
"Your enjoying this aren't you?" he said smiling still.
I chuckled a little. "Maybe. What are you going to do about it?" I rolled over and straddled him, pinning him to my bed as best I could since I wasn't a vampire but still stronger then a human.
"Well you'll just have to wait and see wont you love?" he replied as I kissed his chest. A moan slid out of him as I found one of his sweet spots.
I smiled against his soft cold skin and nibbled on it gently. I glanced up at him to see his fangs extending. I sat up and looked him in the eyes. "Sorry I-" I whispered, though I kind of liked it.
He sat up and put his arms around my waist and kissed my lips delicately.
The sound of the others getting up and walking into the main room allowed us to break the kiss and breathe. Out of habit I licked my bottom lip to find it bleeding and chuckled, I hadn't even felt his fangs graze my lips. Actually I had forgotten they were extended.
He looked at me a little confused and then realized why I was laughing and why the taste of my blood was in his mouth. "Oops, I think I got a little carried away."
I shook my head and kissed his cheek. "It's ok. I'll heal." I smiled and got off of him so he could get up, though he could've got up either way.
He smiled and stood, gently taking my hand and leading me to the door. He opened it and released my hand. "Ladies first."
"Thank you." I replied as I walked out of the room and waited for him.
Once he stepped out and closed my door we walked into the room where everyone else was. I watched him walk over to his chair and sit down.
"Hello everyone." He said kindly.
"'Morning Godric." They replied then turned to me. "Hello River."
I nodded. "Hi everyone." I noticed Stan standing across the room. "Stan." I said simply.
"River." he replied as he looked me over and then looked at Godric.
I walked over to the door and opened it, stepping to a side to let some more vampires inside.
"Well Stan." I started as I closed the door and walked over to Godric's chair and leaned on it. "I know you'll be absolutely devastated to know that I'm leaving."
"Oh, what a shame." he replied knowing I was being sarcastic before glaring at Isabel as she hit him in the arm.
"Why?" she asked looking at me with a frown.
"I need to know who and what I am." I replied, I looked at them all. "I'll be back sometime."
"She was going to leave this morning but she felt it might be better to give a proper goodbye then leaving a note." commented Godric as he looked at me.
"True. And so I guess this is it..." I looked at the floor before heading to my room and grabbing my already packed bag. I walked back out and to the door.
"River." Godric said.
I stopped and turned to see Godric take something out of his pocket and walk towards me. "Yes?" my voice shaking a little.
"I want you to have this." He handed me a black box. He waited patiently as I opened it. "Do you like it?"
I nodded. The necklace was pure silver with an emerald stone, and my family's crest in it. "I love it..."
He smiled and stepped behind me. He picked up the necklace and placed it on me then kissed my shoulder, making it tingle a little.
I turned and looked at him, I knew necklace burnt him, but he didn't care. "Thank you."
"Your welcome, River. Take care." he stepped out of my way and opened the door.
I nodded. Deep down I knew I'd miss him and I knew he already misses me. I gave him a quick hug and goodbye kiss on his cheek then turned and left. I was out of the building within minutes. I had to keep myself from turning around and going back to him. I'll be back before I know it and he'll be here, waiting… I hope. I sighed as I straddled the black motorcycle Isabel had bought me so I could take myself places instead of shifting. In one fluid motion I tucked my hair up inside the helmet and drove off.
I hadn't stopped driving since I left Dallas, unless it was for gas. I drove constantly, feeling like it might be easier this way. Don't sleep so I won't dream of him... Or Eric What am I doing? I'm not supposed to be running from him. I'm trying to figure everything out right? After miles and miles of driving the cities began to become trees and rivers, with wildlife randomly around and then there was nothing. That's when I skid to a stop and looked around.
I turned off my bike and got off it slowly, walking towards the charred remains of whatever used to be there.
My eyes widened as I recognized the area. It was where my village was so long ago. I was home, and standing where my parents bodies had been. "Looks like this is where I start looking for answers." I whispered to myself.
I moved the debris and rubble until I found even the smallest piece of information to how to find out more about what I am. Weird… I thought as I looked at what I had picked up. It was my mother's diary. Hope she doesn't mind. I picked the lock and started to read it the best I could from the badly charred pages.
Dear Diary,
I'm worried about our little River. She's only a few days old and she barely has a heartbeat. We've decided to wait until her 1st birthday before talking to a doctor about her. I hope things change, I couldn't bare to lose her too.
My eyes widened as they read the last sentence over and over again. 'Her too.'? "What is that suppose to mean? Do I have a sibling?" I chose to continue reading.
Dear Diary,
River's a year old now and the doctor just left. What are we going to do?...
The king seems a little bothered by her… she's not like us….
The next entry caught my eye.
Dear Diary,
Godric came for River a few moments ago. They always seem so happy to see each other. I can tell by the way he looks at her that he feels for her but that he wouldn't dare speak of it for fear of what the king might do….
Something evil is coming, no matter what happens I know she is and always will be, safe with Godric.
I know the whole village might not make it through this evil, but I do know, that our daughter is a hybrid. And the only ones with the answers other then myself and the king, is Godric, a witch…., and a fae named Mab. I wish I could tell her….
A sighed slid past my lips as I set the book back down amongst the rumble. I started to stand when I saw them. My mother and father's rings in piles of dust where their hands would've been.
I need to find this Mab woman… I picked up the rings and straightened, sliding the rings in my pocket as I walked back to my bike, get on it and drove off.
I can't believe this… I thought as I passed through a city and into New York. Once there something made me lose control of my bike and skid down the road, cutting up my arm and leg. What a welcome… I stood and looked around I was no longer in New York, but rather an empty terrain. That's when I sensed something, or rather someone. I turned and looked at the woman walking towards me, there were others behind her.
"Who are you?" She asked as she got closer.
I remained silent.
"Tell us who you are!" her hands started glowing as her anger grew.
"Where can I find Mab?" I asked patiently.
The woman kind of hissed and glared at me. "Who are you to ask where our Queen is?"
I looked at them all as I saw their true faces. They were wrinkled and old, but also evil.
How dare this worm even speak her name. Who does she think she is?
"Who I am is none of your concern… Claudine." I stated getting tired of the questions.
They're eyes widened in shock. They couldn't sense anything like them in me.
"What are you?" she asked intrigued as she circled me.
"Something you don't want to anger." I looked her in the eyes and she stopped walking. Now, Claudine. Where is Mab?
Her eyes stayed locked with my own. She's not here…
Then go get her. My thoughts were demanding, which was new for me.
She nodded and looked away and went to get the queen while I waited with the others.
I stood still, my eyes closed while time passed. I opened them as I felt Claudine and Mab's presence coming closer. "'Bout damn time." I muttered under my breath.
"This is the intruder my queen." Stated Claudine as they stopped in front of me.
"Is that so?" Mab commented. Her smile was cold yet amused at the sight of me. So what are you really?
You tell me.
You think I know what it is you are? She walked closer to me, a weird look in her eyes.
Your words, not mine. I stepped back, keeping distance between her and myself.
"You seem scared child." She smiled.
"Of what? You and your fairies?" I laughed a little. "I'm far from being even the slightest bit afraid of you wingless, old hags." I could feel something building inside me. Though I had a feeling they could feel it too.
"At least tell us your name."
"Why? So one of you can so call 'protect' me. No thanks, I can protect myself." I looked her in the eyes. "Now, if you won't answer my question I'll be on my way."
She reached out a hand to me, it was glowing. I stepped back and looked at the light. That's when something happened, Mab's hand was about an inch from my chest when its light went out making her eyes widen. "What are you? You must stay with us."
"No." I replied simply as they started to surround me. I felt one of them touch my shoulder and I closed my eyes.
When I opened them again I was back in New York where my bike was laying in the middle of the road. The hell? I shook my head as I walked over to it and picked it up. I straddled my bike and looked at the horizon, the sun was starting to rise. Where to now? I thought as I drove off my heart racing as fast as I was driving. I should just go back. Screw trying to find out what I am... But I made a promise. I inhaled deeply and sighed. "Sadly, I'm not one to go back on my promises." I turned off on to a back road and kept a constant speed.
I pulled into a gas station and filled up my gas tank as I took out my cell checking it. Nothing… I mean I've only been gone a few days right? He's more then likely dealing with sheriff stuff… I frowned a little and went inside, paid for the gas and leaned on my bike as a strange feeling flowed over me. "I know where I need to go." I pulled swiftly out the gas station and on to the road.
It was well after midnight when I reached an old cabin in the middle of the woods. I looked at the chimney, smoke was coming out of it, so I knew someone was inside. I turned off my bike and got off it as I heard the door open and footsteps one the porch. I turned and removed my helmet slowly, setting it on the seat of my bike.
"Who's there?" Asked a man holding a loaded shot gun.
I noticed the light from his porch didn't reach me. So I walked carefully into the light and looked down the barrel of the shotgun at him.
His eyes widen at the sight of me. "My God…It can't be."
I raised an eyebrow but remained silent.
He lowered the shotgun and walked slowly towards me. "You don't remember me. I don't see how you would, you were less then a day old the last time we met."
When he stopped in front of me I noticed his eyes. "Your blind."
"Yes." He turned and headed up the stairs and towards the door then looked back at me. "Come on inside and I'll tell you what you want to know."
I cautiously followed him inside. "So who are you and how do you know me?" I asked casually as I sat in a chair and glanced at him.
"That's not what you really came to me for, but I will tell you that you look exactly like your mother, but you also have your father's determination and strength, and you have her's and your father's rings in your pocket. This means you've read her diary and probably met Mab."
"How did you-"
He smiled. "Because. I've always known you were different. Plus I'm the one that your father made give you the markings on your back."
"You're the witch my mother mentioned in her diary. You should be dead."
"Yes I am. I was your mother's mentor and most trusted friend. I should be, your mother cast a spell to make me age slowly, in case you or she needed me. Now to explain to you what it is you really are." He paused for a moment as if collecting his thoughts. "You know you're a hybrid. But what you don't know is that…"
"That what?"
He drew a deep breath and looked me in the eyes before continuing. "You are the only one of your kind. Your father felt the only way to save you or at least try to, was to lock away your magical blood until your 19th birthday. Also the marks on your back are a prophecy. 'And it's said that the offspring of a witch and a vampire, born under a blood red moon will be the first and the only. The child will wield all traits of the mystical bloods. Fae, shifter, witch, werewolf, werepanther, and vampire. The mixture of the blood will be a union making the child desirable to magical beings for different reasons. It'll be the only one able to use the magical abilities on other magical beings.'"
"You're not serious." But I could tell the words he spoke were true.
"I'm dead serious." He lowered his voice. "There's more but I can't remember it all."
I stood. "You can't remember or you won't tell me?"
He kept quite. Then stood and caught my wrist. His eyes were wide and wild "Be careful. Beware the call of the blood in your veins."
I wriggled my wrist free and backed up, confused. "What are you trying to say?"
"Just be c-" he was cut off as my phone rang.
I took it out and turned it off. "Now what am I supposed to do? Who am I supposed to be?"
"You already know the answers." He looked past me and started casting a spell, a kind hand placed on my forehead.
What the hell is he doing? I thought.
"You should eat something Godric." Stated Isabel kindly as she looked at him from the couch.
He slowly turned from the window and looked at her, the usual spark in his eyes long gone. "I'm not hungry." He casually moved from the window and towards the hall. "Enjoy your dinner." He headed down the hall and leaned against the bedroom door next to his. Her scent's still here. He breathed in deeply the sweet familiar scent before opening the door and walking inside, closing the door behind him.
He looked around slowly as his fingers glided across the wall and he leaned on the bed post. It's been months… I hope she returns before He finds her. There was an unusual bitter, hateful emotion in his thoughts as he remembered someone from a long time ago.
The centuries River had slept he searched for the cause of her village's massacre, he had found it but never told her or anyone of it. The cause was a member of the royal court. He frowned as he remembered why the massacre happened. Further in his research he discovered that River was the intended target, and the other deaths were just collateral damage. It'll kill her if she finds out. She'll feel it was her fault. Though she still does, but I have to tell her, to protect her. "I promised." He looked down at his phone then out the window, she hadn't answered when he called earlier. He looked back at his phone debating whether or not to call again and see if she answered. He hoped that she would, but part of him knew better, knew that he couldn't risk her getting hurt by him distracting her.
"What the hell was that about?" I questioned, my head was spinning.
"It's to protect you, there are certain creatures you don't want coming after you Princess." The witch replied. His blind pure white eyes weren't phased by the world he could no longer see, which made him be able to see everything else. He had come to terms with it, accepted it...
"Something I should do as well..."
"I'm sorry?"
I lowered my eyes and shook my head as I walked to the door. "Nothing." I paused as my hand rested on the doorknob.
"What is it?"
"Just..." I looked at him, the warm glow of the fire lighting his eyes and making his shadow dance on the walls. "What's your name?"
He smiled, it was kind and warm. But most of all it was human. "My name is Nigel."
I nodded and smiled in return, not just out of courteously, but something else. "Thank you... Be careful."
"Your welcome." He walked with me outside and stood on the porch as I got on my bike and started back the way I came. "Be safe... niece."
I sped up as I got closer to the main road. Wonder how long it's been? I found myself smiling at the thought of me seeing him again, but my heart ached a little from how much I missed him. I let my mind wander as I kept driving.
The sun was almost completely gone by the time I reached Dallas. I took short cuts to the nests' lair and drove into the parking lot and then walked swiftly to the door, thoughts still wandering. I was vaguely aware of the weird instinctive feeling sweeping over me. I quickened my pace slightly and headed to the door. I fumbled for the key as I felt something getting closer. I looked around before finally getting the key into the lock and quietly walking inside and closing the door behind me. The bloody fucking hell was that? I locked the door and crept to the hall and down towards Godric's room. I hesitated as my hand rested on his doorknob. I turned to my room and quietly opened the door and peeked inside.
There he was, sound asleep on my bed. I smiled as I silently went to the bedside and laid a blanket over him, then quickly left the same way, closing the door behind me and staggered to the living area and curled up in his chair. I'll rest 'til he and the others wake up, shouldn't be too long. I thought closing my eyes.
River? River! It was Nigel's voice.
Y-Yes? I replied surprised that we could communicate telepathically. What is it Nigel?
It's coming for you... I tried to hold it off... It was far too strong... I'm so sorry...
What do you mean It? God... Nigel... No!
Your mother and father would be so proud of you, my little niece. I know I for sure am very proud of you. Be safe...
I woke with a start, my breathing heavy and shaking. I stared at the floor, running over the dream as I heard the sound of rustling and footsteps coming down the hall. I stared unseeingly at the bare feet in front of me.
"River? When did... What's wrong?" Asked a familiar sweet voice.
I slowly looked up to meet Godric's worry filled grey-blue eyes. "H-he's dead..." My eyes watered as I spoke, my voice shaking.
"He?" his eyes widen as he realized who I was referring to. He knelt down and wrapped his arms around me not saying anything. God... He's moving faster then I thought... I won't let him have her. He moved a little and kissed the top of my head. "I'm so sorry." He whispered.
I whimpered faintly and buried my face in his cold bare chest as the other vampires walked out of their rooms and went about their regular business. I shouldn't have left him so soon... I could feel the others glancing at us while I sat there.
"How was...?" asked Isabel curious and concerned. She glanced at Godric, noticing an unusual look in his eyes. She neglected to try and get information from him unless he or I chose to tell the others. Instead she turned to the others "Let's leave them be."
I listened as they all left the room, maybe even the building.
Other then my breathing, the room was silent. I slowly moved back a little, enough to feel Godric's thumbs wipe my eyes removing the tears. God I'm an idiot! Just a selfish idiot! What did he mean by It... I opened my mouth to say something put closed it again.
"River, did you sense anything when you left Nigel's and returned here?" Godric's voice was calm as he looked me over, wishing there was someway to ease my pain again.
I looked at him and nodded. "I felt something as I got off my bike and started walking to the door." My voice felt small as I recalled how I felt the moments before letting myself inside and seeing him.
He looked at me, eyes still filled with worry. "Go have a shower, it might make you feel a little better and I'll make some coffee."
I watched as he walked into the kitchen and started the coffee maker. Slowly I stood and absent minded headed into my room, grabbing some clothes and then heading into the bathroom. I slid out of my clothes and stepped into the shower, enjoying the feel of the hot water running over me. After a while I turned off the shower and stepped out, started to dry off when I felt a sharp pain shoot through my back. I fell to my knees, my eyes blurring and breaths becoming heavy as the door opened and Godric walked in and wrapped the towel around me before picking me and carrying me into his room, sitting me on the bed so he could close the door.
"What happened?" He asked as he lowered the towel inspecting my back.
"I don't know. I got out of the shower and then boom, pain." I looked over my shoulder at him. "See anything?"
He placed a hand on the middle of my back. "No, nothing out of the ordinary. This helping?" She's burning up.
I lowered my head and felt my body relaxing under his cold touch. I keep forgetting how his touch makes my body react. Shots of electricity shooting through me. I focused entirely on the feel of his skin on mine so I didn't notice the faint moan slide out as he moved his hands, messaging my spine. But I knew I still wanted him, part of me felt like it needed him.
"River?" He whispered softly, lips grazing my ear.
"Hmm?" I replied completely relaxed.
He moved his lips to my neck as he replied. "Does it hurt still?"
A small gasp escaped me as his lips grazed my neck, sending a shiver done my back. His touch was making it hard to think. "N-No." I replied. Do it! Do it now! My thoughts screamed. With a deep breath I turned and pinned him to the bed, straddling him.
He raised an eyebrow, obviously caught off guard by me. "This is new…"
I smirked and kissed his lips lightly. "That a bad thing?" I whispered as I looked deep in his eyes.
"Not at all." He smiled and leaned forward, kissing me passionately.
"Good." I whispered while running my hands over his chest. I didn't know what came over me, I've never acted like this before. I placed a hand by his head and leaned forward, kissing him deeply. I could feel my pulse pounding through me, into him and back into me. It was, in a way, mesmerizing.
He wrapped an arm around me, resting a hand on the small of my back and ran the other through my hair, making the kiss grow deeper.
I moved a little reluctant and breathed heavily, I was shocked that he left me so breathless. Subconsciously I ran my tongue lightly across my lips then bit my bottom lip. God damn... I looked directly in his eyes, noticing his amusement and love of my reaction to him. "Whoa... that was..." My mind was racing, trying to wrap itself around it all. "You've had a lot of time to practice."
"Yes and no." He smiled and swiftly got up, moving to a wall, pinning me to it, causing me to gasp. The smile turned into a mischievous, yet seductive smirk. "River, I've liked you for a while now. I've watched you grow into the beautiful woman I knew you'd become and I'm tired of admiring you from afar. I want you to be mine, and I'll most definitely be yours." He ground his hips into mine as if to emphasize his meaning. He smiled as I moaned. "I'll take that as a yes."
The hell? What about Eric? He's not the one who finds every little chance to yell at me. Godric's just worried and wants to keep me safe. I was shocked to be arguing mentally with myself. I closed my eyes trying to stop the thoughts.
"River?" Godric said softly, worried as he placed a hand on my cheek. "What is it?"
I shook my head. "I'm sorry Godric…" I pushed him back and moved to the window. "I have to go get some air." I lied as I opened it and climbed out and shifted into a crow. I knew he was watching me as I flew away from the building
She feels for Eric as well… He thought as he sighed softly. I had a feeling it would happen sooner or later, but I won't make her choose. She knows how I feel and I'll let her make her choice. And when she does, I'll honour it. He moved from the window and sat down to read.
I flew through the air, my mind occupied by my own thoughts. I didn't know where I was heading but I knew I needed to be somewhere away from both Godric and Eric, for reasons I wasn't to clear to. Unknowingly I found my way back to Bon temps. Odd… I thought as I found myself perched on a branch, watching silently.
People were talking, walking, driving, and just being normal. It was like they didn't know what dangers were in the world. Like Bon Temps was their own little safe haven from reality. Seriously? They know vampires are known about now and yet they're still ignorant to the dangers still lurking in the shadows. In a way, I pity them. I ruffled my wings a little, getting comfy on the branch when I noticed her, the blonde telepath, Sookie, from Fangtasia. She was wearing what looked like a job uniform. Waitress I'm guessing.
I watched as she happily walked into Merlotte's. Curiously I flew closer to the bar and landed on the hood of a car and watched her through the window.
It was like everyone seemed to know everyone else. Like everyone knew almost everyone else's business. How could people grow so open with others to trust them to know everything about them? The thought caused my mind to drift to Godric and I. It made me remember how close he and I are, how much we've be through together. True, he knew more about the world and myself then I did, that was obvious, but that thought also brought light to how he's changed, how far he's come from back then. And yet he's like a million years older then you, but you still like him more then you should? I took flight, I've seen enough of Bon Temps for now. Like your predicament is much different then that of the people in Bon Temps.
As soon as I saw the lair, I aimed straight for Godric's window. It wasn't until I was a foot or so from the window when the problem about whether it would be open or not crossed my mind. If it's not open, you are screwed. You'll be saying hello to a face full of glass, and a bunch of vamps all wanting to eat you…. Well done, stupid. I turned quickly and flew in the direction of my room as I remembered that they'd all be resting, it being day and all. Slowing my wings, I landed on the windowsill with a slight hop. I thrust my beak forward, checking to see if the window was closed, it wasn't. Aww, they care. I thought with a smile as I flew into my room and shifted back to normal. Maybe only two of them care. I thought putting on a pair of sweat pants and a tank top before walking out of my room quietly and heading to the kitchen. "What to have?" I asked myself quietly before looking in the fridge. "Ooh juice." I straightened and looked around quickly to make sure no one heard my oddly excited remark about there being juice in the fridge. I turned back to the fridge with a smile and took out the juice before getting a glass and pouring myself a drink. " Mmm, Orange Juice. Sunshine in a glass." I chuckled softly putting the container back in the fridge and taking the glass with me back to my room.
I stared thoughtfully into space as I sipped my juice, enjoying the tangy taste of it as it rolled over my tongue and down my throat. I could always just go creep Godric 'til he wakes up… I felt myself smirk as I pictured him waking up and finding me sitting at the foot of his bed staring at him. Like that's not weird or anything. I set the now empty class on my dresser before going to my bed and flopping down on it. I found myself staring at the ceiling as I tried to remember a time without Godric. Was he around when… Yup. What about…? Then too. He was there when I had fallen and cut my hand. It was first time I had ever seen his fangs. Though he turned away when I tried to touch them. I had always felt like I had done something to offend him. But other then the odd time he'd been away traveling, he's always been around. There wasn't, as far as I recall, a time when he wasn't near me. Looking out for me one way or another. "I loved you even way back then." I heard myself say to the emptiness of my room before noticing the sounds of people moving around. Confused I sat up and looked around my room, the sun had almost completely set while I was lying there thinking. "And this is why I don't allow my mind to wander so much." I stood with a smile and grabbed a towel and a change of clothes, heading for the shower.
After a few minutes I got out and slid into my clothes before walking out and back to my room, retrieving the glass. With my usual silent stride I walked out of my room and towards where everyone was gathered, drying my hair with the towel. I smiled as I heard the familiar detesting growl from a couch.
"Hello to you too Stan." I glanced at him and then looked at everyone else with a pleasant smile. "Hello everyone."
"Hello River." Replied them all one after the other.
"When did you get back?" Asked Isabel taking the glass from me and handing it to someone to put in the sink.
"While you guys were still sleeping." I replied and subtly looked around. "Thanks by the way."
She smiled, knowing I was talking about the glass. "No problem."
"Why are you still here?" questioned Stan looking at me.
I calmly folded the towel over my arm and turned to meet his eyes. "Because I can be."
I watched his expression change as he drew quiet, knowing there was little point to arguing right now. Instead he spoke calmly while looking past me.
"If you're looking Godric, he's dealing with Sheriff business."
"Thank you Stan." I replied softly with a nod.
I could feel them all look at me confused, Stan more so then the others. Even I didn't know exactly why I had thanked him. Maybe your just tired… of people always judging you. "Maybe." I muttered almost completely incoherently under my breath. I turned and looked at them all. "Don't you guys have to do things as well?"
"We do." Replied Isabel before looking me over caringly. "We should get going."
I nodded again. "Have fun."
"We will." Commented another vampire as they went to the door.
Isabel paused at the door a moment smiling at me. "We'll be back soon. Stay safe."
I nodded. "Okay." I watched them leave from the window. The moment I knew they were long gone the air in the room seemed to grow heavy, showing me how alone I really was. No one knows you're here… Or at least no one knows who the hell you are… which is a plus right? I sighed softly as I moved about the building without actually being conscious of it.