Thank-you again for all of yall who reviewed (Fiction of Hope, Sonja Carpathia, Razzie11, aurora151989). I found that even if I am busy, I can write on the bus to and from school and I can get out a chapter in a few days meaning.... you guys won't have to wait too long for updates (until mid-terms and stuff like that). Just don't really hate me if I don't stay true to my word because schooling is sort of more important than my fan fics (I know! but highschool marks actualy count in Canada so I have to actualy get 90s and stuff).

Before I bore you all with my ranting, I'll introduce... chapter 2!

Warning: This story has a bit of mild violence and slight sexual suggestions. Rating might go up later.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the tv show True Blood or from Mrs. Harris' novels, however Clareese and the idea behind her are mine.

Truth and Trust

Each day Eric could feel his precious Clareese growing to trust him more and more. She still hadn't commented on the fact that she was the only one that ever ate or that we seemed to retreat to our bedrooms as the sun rose and only ever appeared as the sun laid its head to rest for the night. He couldn't believe that she could be that dense. Of course he knew that she was a bit on the slow side but really, how could she not notice such large things? She could just simply be being polite, a fashionable trait of the age that almost made him miss good old brash and bold women.

As he thought this, Clareese was standing by the window, staring out at the night sky. Her eyes were lit with childish innocence that almost warmed Eric's hard soul. As her trust and affection grew for him, he found that he was starting to care more for her. It surprised him that he did not really lust for her (the first time in a while that he had not desired one of the finer representatives of the female race really), instead his paternal instincts seemed to grow stronger with her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Godric downing a cloak and pulling the hood up. He has been acting very odd lately and I can't help but wonder why.

"You going out again?" he asked in his native tongue.

"Yes Eric, I am going out," he said in almost an annoyed tone.

"Where are...? Why are...?" Eric started too asked but he never really finished the questions.

"Eric, just go and have fun with your new toy and let me do what I please," Godric almost hissed at Eric.

Eric was momentarily stunned with Godric's reaction. The young man took advantage of the older man's moment of paralysis and left the room. The Viking felt a subtle ball of heat brush against his back. As a pale hand came into his view, he turned to see his little dove standing right in front of him.

"Don't worry Eric," she said softly."He'll come around."

Eric was slightly shocked that Clareese looked almost...smart for a second there. Her eyes seemed clear and meet his as she said those words, almost as if she knew that what she was saying was true.

'Interesting...', Eric thought.' It might explain a lot if she is one of those.'

He realized that Clareese was staring at him with a confused look on her face and he smiled. He offered her an arm which she happily took with a soft giggle and led her back to the window.
"I am sure he will," he replied staring out at the stars.

"Eric, will you tell me stories about the stars?" the young lady asked.

Eric looked down at the little angel next to him and found that he couldn't say no. Those piercing blue eyes looked up at him with innocent curiosity. He nodded and patted the padded bench next to where he sat. She slid next to him and shifted so she could look up at the stars yet comfortably look over at him if she wished.

"It was at the dawn of time..." he began to tell her the stories he had memorized as a boy of all of the constellations in the heavens. He was sure that she would learn them just as well as he did and she would learn many others over her time on this earth, if he had his way that is.

It was well into the night that Godric actually showed up. Eric had started to become worried but he would have never admitted it. Godric threw off his cloak and looked around the room with wild eyes that Eric had not seen in a while. He could guess exactly what Godric had been doing for the past few hours, but who was he to complain. In his opinion, Godric needed to get more than his fill more often and it might get him out of this dreadfully annoying mood that he was in.

Clareese looked over at Godric and her eyes went blank, almost like she was in a trance or hypnotised. She cocked her head to the side slightly and slide off the bench. Before he realized what she was doing, she started to walk towards Godric and I saw his eyes flicker.

Eric cursed under his breath and lunged forward to pull her back and behind me for her own protection but Godric was too fast. He had her in his grasp in a fraction of a second and I winced as his fangs came out. He hesitated for a moment before pulling her neck to expose her vein.

"Godric, please stop," Eric almost pleaded knowing that he wouldn't be able to force him to let her go.

His maker looked at him with such ferocity that Eric almost cowered. Eric dared to take a few steps forward, hoping that his maker would let go of the frail girl in his arms before he really hurt her. He looked down at her to see if she was in any distress or if she was still in her trance but her found that her eyes met his dead on bright and clear.

"Eric, I am helping you though. If I don't do this you might never work up the guts to do it," Godric said in almost a mocking tone.

He clearly wasn't in his right mind and the wild frenzy he was in from feeding wasn't helping. Eric was actually worried for not only Clareese's but also Godric's safety. A vampire in this state could easily get himself killed. He just hoped that this situation would diffuse and Godric would be able to sleep this off.

"It's ok Eric, what difference does it make who does it? After all, I am going to get turned eventually... why not now?"Clareese said.

This made the warrior take a few steps back in shock and looked at the angelic girl in disbelief. How in the world she had found out was beyond Eric, especially since she was rather dense even for a woman of sixteen. He could only assume that she maybe had a gift of some sort and this was what was making her aware of these things.

Godric looked between Eric and Clareese with a wicked smile that Eric hadn't seen in a long time. It brought back memories of the night he was turned. The smile made him shift with unease.

"So, out little angel knows more than she lets on. Good, maybe we'll have some use for you other then the obvious use for a woman," Godric said in a sinister tone that shocked Eric.

Godric had had enough delay and he dug his teeth into her neck. He found that he was soon joined by Eric who seemed determined to be the one to turn her. Godric laughed and let his child drain the girl and feed her his blood. In a few days, he would be a grandfather, so to speak of course.


Just incase you weren't reading all that attentively....... Clareese is sixteen.

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( which is why Eric doesn't really want to do her.... only want to be her father.... but you know Godric might ...in the futur)