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The Truth in Blood Chapter 2

Sookie's breath caught in her throat as his words danced upon her ears, a shiver slid down her spine. Not out of fear, but out of the nearness of him, and the intimate way he was holding her. He wasn't much taller than her, but his physique made up for his height. She could feel the solid muscles underlying his shirt. The thought to run her hands underneath that shirt to trace his well-defined muscles crossed her mind. His aura exuberated strength, and that was exactly what she needed in this moment. His cold hand grasped her hip holding her in place against him, the seriousness of his tone told her she dare not move. Sookie felt fingertips glide to rest at the back of her hip, just above her buttocks and she moaned slightly before catching herself.

For someone who had just been nearly raped and murdered, you would have thought she would be trembling in fear at the touch of another man. But she was different, she was Sookie Stackhouse dammit. She'd felt the unwanted touch of a man before, and never had she wanted to feel it again. Yet tonight she did. Tonight Gabe made her feel eight years old all over again. This time though, she would be a fighter not a helpless child. Her fear became anger, and anger became hate. Her Gran may have been ashamed to know the satisfaction and justice she felt at watching Godric murder Gabe. For her. He did it for her. He didn't have to say it. Somehow she just knew it. And here she stood, seeking comfort in Godric's touch. He felt safe, he felt like home. The notion that she never felt this way with Bill struck her and a surge of guilt laced wth confusion settled uneasily in her stomach.

"Tell me little one. Why did Eric send you to seek me?" he asked evenly, breaking her from her thoughts. His voice was gentle, yet firm and powerful. He tightened his hold on her when she became tense at the mention of Eric's name. Sookie exhaled loudly, "To save you," she stated simply, like it was something she did every day.

Godric released a painful sigh and found that somehow she had come to rest her head on his chest, as he caressed the small of her back. So he had been right. It was Eric who had sent her. He had scented just a trace of him on her, and that notion disturbed him. Eric was generally a smart man, if you could even call him that. Cold, calculating, manipulative but smart nonetheless. All traits he had helped instill in Eric, which at that moment Godric regretted. Eric was smart enough to know he would have been sending this girl into a trap and she could have been hurt, raped, beaten and killed. Yet Eric hadn't seemed to care. Selfish as always. He would definitely have to have a conversation with his child later in regards to Eric's careless nature and action when it come to the woman in front of him.

"Eric,should have known better," Godric's bitterness expelling at his words. All he wanted was to die in peace and at his own will. A slight growl elicited from Godric as he felt the loss of contact. She had pulled away from him at her words. She stood in front of him, hands resting on her curve of her hips that he so longed to caress.

"Just what the hell does that mean? He was just trying to help. I was just trying to help save you!" Sookie defensively reacted. She had put herself in harm's way and it sounded to her as if he resented her and Eric for it.

"Forgive me little one. My irritation is not directed at you, but rather at my child. He should have known better. Eric, should have realized how much he was jeopardizing your life by sending you, a mere human to save me," Godric stated matter of factly. Sookies arms dropped to her side as she relaxed slightly and she began to pace back and forth slowly in the basement.

"Yes, I suppose he should have. But I knew that already. Sending me into this mess to save an ancient vampire? Clearly, Eric was not thinking clearly at all. After all, I'm just a small town waitress, a mere human," she exaggerated his own words. Godric felt a twinge of guilt at his choice of words.

"I am sorry, what I meant was that I am an ancient vampire. Perhaps the eldest living vampire currently. And Eric thought I couldn't save myself if I tried? He thought I needed a rescue party. So he thought a human could save me. Perhaps Eric should be more concerned with saving himself than me," Godric explained and Sookie stopped pacing to look up at him with her large brown eyes inquisitively. Her eyes danced with questions at his words. Suddenly here large eyes widened and she wrapped her arms around herself.

"You mean you wanted to die?" she whispered as if she couldn't comprehend the notion that he would willingly die. Godric 's instincts urged him closer to her, sensing her distress and confusion at his confession.

"I did." He responded simply and honestly. His hand reached out to touch the side of her face, as had earlier. His fingertips grazed the delicate features and skin of her face, comforting her. "Does that bother you?" he asked as his thumb traced over her bottom lip to where she was cut. He struggled with his inner demon as he wanted to lick the laceration to her lip, to let her blood dance along her tongue.

"I don't know why but yes it does," Sookie confessed.

"You shouldn't care little one. That could be dangerous," he said as his fingers now trailed down her neck, across her clavicle and back up to rest on the her throat. Her heart beat raced and pounded heavily. He could feel it pulsing under his palm as his hand embraced her throat along her carotid. He hadn't noticed until now that she refused to meet his eyes. Until now. She held her ground as he applied just slightly more tension to his hands to feel her pulse even more than he already was. He expected her to waver or develop some fear. But she never did. She had been in this position before. From the scent of her arousal, he could guess when she had experienced this position before. And he didn't like it. Not one bit.

"But I do. Can't change that, sugah," she replied evenly, as she stared directly into his eyes. She gazed at him for a lingering moment before speaking again. "Nice try sweetheart. It won't work. Ya can't glamour me. So stop trying, I can feel ya pulling in my head. It kinda hurts."

Godric smirked at this little revelation. He had known she was special. He was only just beginning to realize how special. "My, my now that is interesting, little one. Tell me, what else can you do?"his voice almost suggestive.

Sookie could't help but to laugh a little. She could play his little game too. Afterall, she had been spending time with Eric. Now she was beginning to understand why Eric acted and did some of the things he did. He was testing her, trying to see how far he could push her. "If you really want to know, why don't you ask Eric?"

Quicker than she could blink, Sookie found herself pinned up against the wall. Godric's primal side had snapped. The coldness of the wall against her back caused her to shiver and her nipples to harden in response. Godric had pinned himself directly against her, pelvis to pelvis, chest to chest. Sookie knew he could feel her body's reaction, there was no way he couldn't. Before she could speak or move, she felt Godric's tongue grazing her lower lip, tasting and cleaning her wound. Sookie moaned at the contact and tried to restrain herself, but her body betrayed her. There was something intensely erotic just at the thought of him licking her blood, let alone tasting her. Her hands tangled in his hair, her body aching for more, to be closer to him. She suddenly wanted him to touch her everywhere, to feel his lips all over her. She wanted him to take her and to taste her blood. Sookie arched her back, causing her pelvis to become flush with his. His arousal brushed hers.

Sookie was suddenly broken from her temporary state of bliss. "Someone's coming," she managed to whisper in warning. Godric instantly straightened and stood directly in front of her, his head turning to see the intruder.

"Well, I see you found him."