A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry for the delay I will try to have new chapters every week. I have some real great ideas for this story and I can't wait to see everyone who wants to come along for the ride. Thanks to everyone who read, reviewed, added me to alerts etc. A special thanks to racecz5 for the encouragement and reviews.
Godric ran into the open night enjoying the breeze from his inhuman speed. He knew it was a pretty far run, but Godric knew Fangtasia would be his best bet for a night like tonight. When he arrived at the bar, he surpassed the line and walked right up to Pam.
"Oh Godric, I didn't know you were coming tonight." Pam said taken aback.
"Neither does Eric, I just needed to … clear my head." Godric replied. She ushered for him to walk in. After taking a quick scan of the bar, Godric noted Eric wasn't on his usual throne.
Perhaps I can get in and out without alarming him Godric contemplated as he went to sit on the bar scanning the room for a good contender. Godric caught the eye of one girl on the middle of the dance floor,
Same hair style, same color hair, but not the right eyes he pondered not noticing his child standing behind him.
"Two night's in a row, am I in trouble or something?" Eric said with a smirk plastered on his face.
"Of course not Eric," Godric replied still scanning the crowd, "this is about me tonight."
"Well I'm insulted. I offered you a very tasty treat last night, but you refused to accept." Eric feigned hurt while following his maker's eyes.
Godric ignored him still scanning the club for a substitute.
"Looking for something in particular?" Eric questioned moving closer. He was about to make another quip but stopped and took a big whiff.
"You smell... odd." Eric said causing Godric to whip around and look his child in the eyes. Eric continued to sniff trying to locate the source of this new scent.
"You smell like human." Eric accused eyebrows shooting up in disbelief.
"So what if I do it's none of your business." Godric replied spinning around and continuing his search.
"Oh does Godric have a new toy?" Eric replied with an amused tone.
"She is not a toy." Godric spun around back toward Eric with a growl. He locked eyes on the amused blonde and a snarl escaped his lips. Eric merely chuckled at his maker and nodded in defeat. He called for Pam to come join them.
"Pam dear, Godric is looking for a very specific type of meal tonight, think you might be able to help him?" Eric demanded rather than asked while leaving to take his perch on his throne.
"Well what's on the menu tonight Godric?" Pam asked in a bored tone.
"Well a girl, about 5'2'', green eyes, warm complexion, sandy blonde hair with side bangs that goes down to her back." Godric said unsure.
"Well I think we can manage that." Pam thought a second before speeding into the crowd looking for a match. She returned not much longer with a girl in tow. Godric looked her over, she wasn't quite right but she would have to do. He gave Pam a quick nod to let her know she would suffice.
"Godric, this here is Lizzie." Pam said in a forced peppy tone. The girl blushed at Godric and smiled before fiddling with the hem of her very short skirt. "Eric's office is unlocked just clean up after you are done." With that Pam left.
Godric took the arm of the girl and led her towards Eric office. She followed a bit too happily Godric thought. When he shut the door after themselves, Lizzie let out a nervous giggle. Godric turned back to look at her, eyes dark with hunger. Let's make this quick
"Sorry 'bout that. I always get a bit nervous when one of y'all ask me back here" She said with a slight southern accent. Godric nodded taking her in. In the harsh lighting of the office, she looked less like his desired target, but it was took late now.
"You sure a quieter than the other ones that want me." She said still fiddling with her skirt. Godric looked her over, poor thing probably only gets the young ones who play as hard as they bite.
She went to go sit on the couch and motioned for Godric to sit next to her. Once Godric had sat down, she lunged at him trying to force him into a rather sloppy make out session. He calmly avoided her advances, and she looked back up at him hurt.
"Am I not pretty 'nough" She asked with tears in her eyes. "All the others said I was, but they weren't as good looking as you."
"No you are fine, I just..." Godric began looking at her pulsing vein in her neck.
"Oh I get it," Lizzie perked up pulling all her hair to the one side, "you're hungry. Eat first them we'll fuck." She gleamed.
Seeing no since in hurting his meals feelings, Godric leaned over her neck. He closed his eyes and imagined the girl several hundred miles away sitting in his game room. He remembered how intoxicating she smelled tonight, and his fangs popped out at the memory. He hovered over his donor's skin, recalling the night before when he tasted her. With Abina's taste on tip of his tongue, he sunk his teeth into this willing girl.
He fed on her till he felt her body could no longer handle the strain then removed himself. She looked a bit woozy and Godric moved off the couch to allow her room to lay down. He went over to the desk and grabbed the phone to call a cab. Once the cab arrived, Godric walked the dazed girl to the vehicle, throwing cash at the driver.
He returned to the club and went to sit at the bar, deciding if he needed to feed again or if the girl would suffice. Eric approached his maker again, curious to his actions.
"She gets a fair amount of vampires wanting to feed from her, but I think it has more to do with the fact she let's them do whatever they want to her in bed." Eric began "How was she?"
"She sufficed. However I do miss the old days before the Industrial Revolution when humans tasted a lot... cleaner" Godric mused.
There was a pause for awhile while both vampires mulled over their current thoughts.
"So do you want to tell me about this new human oh yours." Eric asked his maker.
"Not really." Godric replied deciding he was satisfied and about ready to go home.
Eric sighed slightly hurt at his maker's lack of trust.
"Hey Eric, what do human's eat?" Godric asked with a mild look of confusion on his face.
"Well typically food works well." The viking replied with a smirk.
"I know that." Godric snapped back, "It's just I haven't had to get food for a human since World War II, what is something that all humans like that is quick to get."
"Well I always hear the drunk ones commenting on fast food locations like McDonald's, Taco Bell, Wendy's and Sonic. I also know lot's of modern day humans tend to like pizza." Eric replied thoroughly only due to the respect he held for his maker.
Godric nodded at the vague recognition of the names his child mentioned. He nodded towards Eric, deciding to be on his way. He walked out of the club and glanced enviously at the cars littering the parking lot.
Running was not the best idea, knowing I had to pick up food Godric barely had the thought formed when he sensed something nearing his head. Without a thought he reached up and snatched the imposing object from the air. He looked down at his palm to notice the set of car keys, no doubt to a very expensive car. He looked up to see Eric Northman at the back door to his club.
"You can return them when you bring your human here." He replied smugly.
"It won't be for a long time if at all." He bore into his child.
"It's not one of my favorite cars." And with that Eric turned to go back inside.
Godric sped back over state lines in the flashy car stopping at the various food establishments Eric mentioned, ordering everything he even vaguely had heard of. After amassing not only a great amount of food, but also a variety, Godric realized he was nearing home. He glanced at the moon, noting that while it was late for humans, it was only the middle of the night. He hoped Abina was still awake. Burdened by the copious amounts of food, Godric made his way up to the game room, knocking once he entered finding Abina more or less where he had left her. She had reclaimed the entire couch and only monetarily looked up at him before returning to her game. Godric walked over to the table and laid down the bags filled with food.
"Feeding the prisoner?" Abina eyed the food cautiously
"You are hardly a prisoner." Godric said laying out the food.
"Well I guess I should say thank you master." Abina said in a false sweat voice still dripping with sarcasm. Despite the tone, Godric couldn't help but enjoy being called master by the girl.
Godric still stood next to her couch deciding his next move. He noticed Abina squirming under his intense stare.
"So … uh you can be going now?" She shifted, making her demand come off a little more questioning.
Godric broke out into a lopsided smile at the audacity of the girl.
"I do believe this in MY game room," he began and started walking behind the couch she was laying down on. "Besides perhaps I have decided to play a game tonight." Godric began walking over to the couch on the other side of the room, next to the plasma television that held the Xbox console. He sat down on the couch with his back facing the girl. He heard her scoff, but however turn back to her game.
He grabbed the controller and turned the Xbox on. The title screen for Saints Row II popped up, deciding it was a good as anything else, Godric settled in to play.
It had been a couple of hours, Godric had long since heard Abina rustling the bags of food and he assumed she had finished eating. It had been a long few hours of Godric wondering back and forth from listening to her every move, including the sharp intake of breathes during a difficult part in the game, to forcing himself to focus completely on his game. He was busy at one part of the game, where the main character entertains a lady in the bathroom, he got distracted by the sounds the women on the game was making, thinking of similar sounds coming from the girl on the other side of the room. Godric's focus wandered back over to the girl listening to her every move. He heard her sigh in exasperation several times before deciding to engage her in conversation.
"Having troubles?" He asked a full on smirk even audible in his voice.
"No, the game is just being stupid. I doubt even real fishing is this hard." She replied with a frown.
"You've never been?" Godric asked curious.
"What don't tell me you fish?" She replied still with sarcasm.
"Well I did do some fishing in my human life, but that was a very long time ago. I have tried modern fishing but it seems just so wasteful since I don't eat the fish." Godric replied rather pensive.
Abina sighed and turned back to her game with fury, trying to ignore the vampire. Godric sighed, and returned his focus to his game.
A few hours later Godric risked letting his focus wander back over to the girl. He noticed the music from the television continued on a loop. He listened to the slow steady breathing of Abina, and realized she must have fallen asleep. He turned off his game and went to walk over to the girl. He made a quick mental note of what food she ate to know what food she liked. He saved her game and turned it off before turning his attention to the girl. He picked her up and carried her to her room noticing how warm she was. She momentarily woke up while he was tucking her in and if not for his vampire hearing he wouldn't have heard her say, "You don't have to do that you know." Godric chuckled.
"You really are stubborn." He laughed.
Godric looked up at the clock.
Hugo should be asleep as well. Perhaps I should go discuss things with Isabel.
Godric wandered towards the porch knowing that was where Isabel liked to be this time of night. Godric saw her staring at the moon.
"Penny for your thoughts Isabel?" He asked softly.
"He asked me to turn him again tonight. I just don't know if I can." Isabel replied. She interrupted her gaze of the moon to turn to look at sheriff.
"Your human asleep too?" She inquired.
"She's not mine." Isabel scoffed in response, "But yes she is asleep." Godric finished.
"I know you want her. Why do you deny it yourself?"
"I am not sure I want her for the right reasons." Godric mused softly.
"You never did tell me how you found her." Isabel questioned.
"I was walking in the woods in Louisiana on my way home from meeting Eric last night, when I heard a bunch of werewolves hunting her." Godric said.
Isabel stiffened into a more alert position. "Werewolves? Hunting her? But why?" She interrogated a little unnerved.
"I don't know." Godric said turning to the moon. He knew why he didn't tell Isabel about Abina's powers, the less vampires knew about it, the safer Abina was. It wasn't that he didn't trust Isabel he just knew that the more people who knew about it the bigger the chance it was that her secret got out. Godric looked over to the pond on his property and thought about Abina some more. Godric berated himself for his constant musings over the strange girl.
"We should probably retire for the day." Isabel's voice broke him out of his thoughts. Godric nodded and followed Isabel down to the basement to their sleeping chambers for the day.
A/N: I swear these chapters will get longer and steamier ;)
