Yet another amazing reception to this story, honestly I think you all over estimate my abilities! However, while my updates frequency falls solely on the inspiration or ideas that come to me I will try and write as much as possible to satiate all our needs. On another note…did you guys see Allan Hyde on Trueblood this week? The man is to beautiful for words! I don't own true blood, just my sick and depraved fantasies involving it's characters!
Chapter 3
Landing with a thud Sookie groaned at the weight that landed on top of her. Godric may look lithe but landing on someone from such a height could be lethal Sookie soon learned. Thankfully Godric was off her in a flash and was hissing quietly. Alarmed Sookie soon righted herself and looked around at her surroundings. She was in her ancestral graveyard near the bottom of her families somewhat dilapidated estate. She could see all around her clearly.
She could see clearly. Because of the light from the midday sun. Sun. Godric.
Sookie leapt up and cursed in a way that surely had her grandma turning in her grave as she searched her pockets for the Cluviel Dor. However she couldn't seem to find it anywhere, dropping to her knees she searched through the surrounding grass hoping to find the little trinket. However as she searched frantically it seemed her search was going to be in vain.
"Sookie" Sookies head snapped up in the direction of the sensual voice calling out to her.
Godric was in the shade under a large oak tree, one she and Jason had themselves rested under as children to hide from the unrepentant sun. While he wasn't under direct sunlight he was still beginning to pink up and start smoking as the suns rays still managed to effect him. In a moment of clarity Sookie ran towards him and did the only thing that seemed to make sense to her in that moment of time to ensure that Godric would be safe for at least another few minutes until she thought to plan their next movements. Stopping in front of him Sookie held out her wrist.
"Drink"
Godric raised an eyebrow then shook his head negatively. " I refuse to harm you."
Sookie grasped his chin and forced him to look her in the eye with a strength she didn't realise she possessed. "You won't hurt me. I trust you. Please, I've lost so many people and I don't want to loose another."
Looking at her for a second Godric searched her eyes, looking for answers to questions that Sookie in her short lifetime had yet to contemplate. Sookie honestly didn't think she had ever seen Godric look so…aged and wise as she stared right back into his beautiful cerulean eyes. How difficult must it have been for him, being so weary of the world and its troublesome nature, to be trapped in the body of a 19 year old forever.
Sookie was soon shaken out of her stupor when she felt Godrics silken tongue drag itself along the sensitive skin of her wrist. She fought down a shiver and gulped when Godric made eye contact just as his fangs descended while he continued his ministrations. Godric maintained eye contact as his fangs slowly punctured her wrist and he drew blood from her softly, drinking only out of need and showing his gratitude by clasping the fingers of her free hand within his own free hand and caressing her soft fingers as he slowly pulled his fangs from her wrist and licking up the residue blood.
Sookie inhaled deeply as she observed him through heavily lidded eyes. Godric reached out to stroke her cheek. "Thank you Sookie."
Sookie patted the hand on her cheek. "Run, you will find a cubby-hole in the wardrobe downstairs, it is were Bill used to stay but I'm afraid this is the best I can do for now."
Godric very nearly faltered in his blaze manner when she reached up and kissed his cheek before making shooing motions with her hands to send him on his way. This woman was to endearing for her own good he decided as he gave her fingers one final, gentle squeeze before running in the direction of the old house she had pointed towards.
Sookie closed her eyes and took a few moments to collect her thoughts and calm her breathing. Slowly, and lazy she opened her eyes before allowing herself to search for the Cluviel Dor once again without the stress of Godrics imminent demise that had previously prevented her from giving the task her all. She glanced around the gravestones and found it ironic that the trinket was hooked around none other than the edge of the grave of William Compton.
Grasping it and then hooking the chain around her neck Sookie made her way towards her house, thinking about all that had occurred in the last week. She had learned of Bills betrayal, along with having to face the fact that Eric may not be as evil as she had once believed him to be. Sure, Eric was an abrasive creature and sometimes blunt to the point of cruelty and was ruthless when it came to punishment and laying down the law but when Sookie allowed herself to look at the whole situation from an outsiders perspective she realized that perhaps Bill's hostile words about Eric and her lack of knowledge regarding the whole story had lead her to form an opinion of him rashly, that was biased hugely in Bill's favor. Regardless, hadn't he come to her rescue time and time again? Though when she thought about it…it was usually his fault in some way or another that she landed herself in dangerous situations. He sure was good to look at though.
Bill, on the other hand. Her heart mourned for him. Bill had been the man she had seen herself settling down with, marrying for goodness sake! And yet he, the one who she handed her heart to freely had done nothing but trample all over it in his aims for power. While he had claimed to love her in the long run, and she had no doubt that he had eventually come to love her, he hadn't always felt for her as she did for him. And the balance of power it seemed had always been in his favor. Well. No Longer. Sookie soon realized that while this decision hurt her perhaps the fact that she had allowed Eric to kiss her in his office those few weeks ago and the fact that she couldn't help but look at Godric sometimes and feel a burst of longing and an urge to touch him that perhaps while she had loved Bill perhaps it had not been a steadfast love or a love for the ages. Their love, like so many others, had a sell by date and apparently it had crept up.
Walking closer and closer to the Stackhouse residence Sookie frowned when she saw the surrounding it.
"What the…?"
Walking inside the house Sookie frowned at the hollers following her. Turning she found herself face to face with a confused looking man whom promptly asked her who the fuck she was and politely informed her this wasn't her residence and henceforth she was not allowed to be inside and that if she wouldn't leave he would be forced to call the police.
Sookie politely smiled before shutting the door in his face.
Wandering around the old Stackhouse place Sookie frowned as she looked at all the updated things surrounding her. Her kitchen sure as hell hadn't looked that nice when she left yesterday.
What the heck was happening here?
Sookie spent all afternoon cataloging the differences in her house before she heard a knock coming from the front. Seeing Jason in a cop uniform had shocked her quite profoundly.
"You know Jason, pretending to be an officer is a federal crime. You could go to jail for that!"
Jason stared at her in awe before crushing her to his chest before pulling back to look at her, his hands clasped around her shoulders as he examined her for suspicious looking marks.
"Where the fuck have you been?" he ground out suddenly looking somewhat angry. Sookie frowned, she had only been gone a few hours by the looks of things what was the big deal?
"It's a long story Jason. Come in and have tea, what are you so worried about? I've only been gone a few hours!"
"Sookie…you've been gone for over a year."
"I'm sorry, I think I heard you wrong. Did you say I've been gone a year?"
"I'm serious! We all thought you were dead! Even accused Bill!"
"You did wha-…I think we need to sit down and have that tea."
And so, over the next few hours Jason and Sookie told each other about all that happened. For Sookie it was a matter of telling Jason all that had happened over the last few hours while Jason calmly tried to explain what had been happening over the last 12 months. Sookie frowned to hear about Tara's vanishing act and was pleased to hear about Arlene's baby, mentally making a note to buy the baby a gift soon.
"So why exactly did you sell my house?" Sookie noted the slowly descending sun. The night would be upon them within the next hour or so.
"Sookie, honestly I thought you were a goner. I couldn't afford to keep up the payments for both houses and there was a buyer who was paying shitloads for this place. Way more than the asking price. And I couldn't turn that offer down at the time. If I'da thought you'd be back I would never! I swear on Grandma's grave!"
Sookie blew out a breathe of frustration as she thought about what the heck she was gonna have to do to get her house back. She dreaded seeing Bill, which she knew would be eventual. And she was also somewhat anxious to see Eric, for Godric's sake obviously.
She sat and nodded as Jason continued filling her in on the goings on and Sookie nodded at the appropriate times, her mind still in other places. Right as the sun went down Sookie turned to Jason and looked at him before cutting him off as he talked about the parish record of crime rates this year.
"Jason, theres something I have to tell you."
"Yeah? What's that sis?"
"Do you remember when we were in Dallas? That we met some new vampires. Kind ones."
"Like that leader who offed himself?"
"Don't talk about him like that!" Sookie spat at him harshly. Jason looked appropriately chastened.
"M'sorry. Yeah so Godric and the other vamps…what are you telling me?"
"Godric. Umm… back. I met him in Fae land or whatever the heck its called. And we don't really know how he's there…It was kinda explained to us but it's a bit of a jumble in my brain at the minute you know? But yeah, he's, well, that is to say, he's back and alive. Or undead, depending on your view of things." Sookie rushed it all out and watched as her brothers facial expressions change as he tried to comprehend what Sookie had laid on him in the space of 5 minutes. His expression had morphed from one of comic confusion, to awe and had settled on acceptance of the strange occurrence and a hint of excitement. "Jace?"
"Well gosh…Gee that shit's crazy. But I guess that's those vampires for ya. At least it was a good one that came back! He was a nice one right? Well, he was kind to me anyhow."
"Why thank you Mr Stackhouse." Both the Stackhouse siblings turned around to look at the intruders voice and found Godric standing but a few feet away smiling slightly. Jason shot out of his seat to shake the vampires hand and Sookie giggled quietly as Godric looked at the hand before gingerly shaking it. Jason patted him on the back good naturedly.
"I think I'll leave you too to sort out what's up. You'll need to explain to Mr Godric about all the time that's passed and all! Well goodnight! And Sook, I'll call around tomorrow to see you again and we can try and find out about the house okay?"
Sookie smiled warmly at her brother. "Sure thing, I'll see you tomorrow Jason."
Godric nodded at her brother before turning to look at Sookie again and his head tilted to the side slightly in question of what exactly needed to be explained to him. Sookie sighed again. "You'll need to sit down."
Sookie then explained to Godric how much time had passed and that apparently someone else had bought her home and renervated it. Godric sat in silence and nodded slightly and muttered quietly "Now that makes sense about the room…"
Sookie was just about to ask him what the hell that statement was supposed to mean whenthe front door was knocked. She stood quickly to answer it and her heart dropped as Bill stood at the other side.
"I felt you come back…Were where you? It's been so long Sookie, so much has changed. I need to talk with you if that would be permissible?" Bill just about crooned and for once in her life Sookie didn't feel like swooning in response.
"Well Bill, it sure is a long story. One I don't feel like sharing at the minute, especially with the man who stomped on my heart."
Bill made as if to begin arguing with her when all of a sudden time stood still. There a few feet behind Bill was Eric Northman who looked as though he had seen a ghost. Bill snapped at him to leave but Eric had yet to speak and instead walked towards Sookie with a sort of grim determination on his features. Stopping in front of her He looked at her face and took a delicate sniff as he moved closer towards her.
Bill squawked indignantly at the closeness between the two yet Sookie and Eric were too busy staring at each other, trying to communicate with their eyes.
Bill sudden quieted and Eric's head snapped to her front door to were Godric had finally appeared standing solemnly taking in the picture of Bill, his child and Sookie with a blank face. Only when he glanced towards Eric did his features soften.
Suddenly he was right in front of Eric who's own knees gave out as he sank to the ground in front of his maker. Godric caressed Erics head before he to sank to his knees in front of Eric casually wiping the bloody tear from his childs face before slipping the finger into his mouth almost absentmindedly.
Time had slowed once again until Eric finally broke the silence. "Godric?"
Godric smiled serenely and Sookie was both captivated by the movement and yet also felt as if she was encroaching on a sacred moment. She held her breathe as she heard Godric's reply.
"I'm home my child. I'm home."
