Holy crap guys! Do you see how many words this chapter is?

Before being edited this was 19 pages and 7,027 words long and after being edited it is now 25 pages and 9,465 words long! Its funny the 1st Chapter was 3,000, the 2nd 5,000, the 3rd 7,000 and this one is 9,000. I seem to be going up by 2,000 every chapter (don't expect that to be true for the next one since school starts).

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Chapter Four

Dangerous Nightmares

Sookie pushed the door open. She came to a complete halt as she took in the unbelievable sight before her. Eric was on his knees before Godric, a pleading and heartbroken expression on his face. Sookie felt a physical pain in her heart when she looked at him. Godric on the other hand looked resolute, but sad as he faced his Childe. As if he was doing something that hurt him, but felt it was for the good of all involved.

Godric took his hand and said softly, "Two thousand years is enough."

Eric shook his head, blood falling down his face as he cried out in denial, "I can't accept this, it's insanity."

The pain that rippled on his face made Sookie's heart break even more, as the gold in her chest shifted and attempted to tangle with the light blue that tried to leave. The blue weaved away and continued to rip from both of the colors. Leaving behind raw and weeping wounds where the removal was successful. The bright golden light fought the hardest while the purple consoled and was more gentle in its ministrations, lightly grasping the blue as it jerked away and continued its violent jerking.

The purple suffered the most during the battle between the other two colors. They were distracted with each other so they didn't notice what their fighting left behind or how it damaged their host's body. Both the blue and gold fought each other - one attempting to leave, the other trying to force it to stay. It was violent and vicious since neither would be deterred from its task.

It left behind painful sores in its wake and the purple light almost stopped moving from the damage it sustained due to the other two. But still it trudged forward despite it, still attempting to get between the battling lights to its natural place in the middle of the two.

Sookie staggered the pain in her chest becoming almost crippling. Her unfeeling and frozen fingers clutched at her chest between her heart as she faltered in her step.

Godric chided him gently, "Our existence is insanity. We don't belong here."

"But we are here!" Eric stated harshly. "We must belong if we were placed here!"

And it was true. They were the God's response to the coming overpopulation of the human race. Thousands of years ago they saw the eventual way humans would overtake the Earth and unknowingly destroy it due to their inability to conserve and the pollutants that they spread into it.

So they created and introduced vampires in order to tide and thin out the humans. It was the natural order of things, there would always be predators and their prey. For example whenever there was an overpopulation of seals the sharks would thin them out so as to not disturb the delicate balance of the ecosystem. There was a natural ebb and flow to the population of animals. Eric shuffled closer and grabbled Godric as if he could force him to see his view.

Godric however denied him with a shake of his head, "It's not right. We are not right."

He truly believed that. After 2,500 years on Earth he had come to see that they (vampires) were wrong, they were mistakes that the Gods had created and then discarded when they could not control them. Vampires however were created for a reason, the Gods just had not seen fit to inform the vampires they had created of this. As the Gods looked on at the earthly scene below them they hoped that Sookie could disabuse Godric of this notion, otherwise millennia of planning and waiting would all be for nothing.

With tears running down his face Eric looked up at his Maker and said, "You thought me there is no right or wrong, only survival or death."

The shorter vampire sighed and said, "I told a lie, as it turns out. I did so unknowingly, but that makes it no less of a lie." He regretted much of what he taught his Childe, the disregard for life and humans was one that he was especially guilty of. Godric hoped that he would take any and all punishment so that his Childe would not suffer for his own mistakes. He would battle the Gods if he had to just so that Eric would never be punished because of him.

Eric growled, "I will keep you alive by force if I have to!" His actions of grabbing Godric's hand were mirrored by his golden light as it grasped the blue tendrils attempting to leave. The gold had a tight hold and was pulling the jerking light back inside of Sookie, neither noticed the purple light no longer moving. It was conserving energy as it slowly limped from its wounds.

Godric pulled his hand away gently. The same could not be said of his light as it ripped away from Eric's leaving it red and rotting without it, "Even if you could, why would you be so cruel?"

"Godric, don't do it." Eric said filled with emotion, his voice was barely a whisper as his forehead touched the back of Godric's hand. "Please."

Sookie was so focused on both the pain in her chest and the scene that Eric and Godric made that she didn't notice the strange new lilt in Eric's voice. If she had been paying more attention she would have noticed that his lips moved in a different way than the words she heard. But the pain had reached worse levels and she was focused on that mostly as well as looking at Godric. She hoped Eric could convince him to live and she felt angry that she had so much rich food today since it obviously gave her heartburn, especially since the pain was keeping her from helping Eric.

Eric was speaking Old Norse to his Maker, but Sookie heard him as if he was speaking English. To Sookie it only sounded as if his voice was thick with emotions and he lost control of his accent and descended into his Nordic roots. Kinda like how whenever Jason did something bad and Gran lost her temper. Gran would start out speaking normally but somehow end up yellin' with a full southern country hick accent, the same as if she was a child again.

Godric replied in the same way, his voice also changing and taking on the same lilt as Eric, "There are centuries of faith and love between us."

Eric switched back to his normal accent and spoke in English as he begged. "Please. Please. Please. Godric."

Sookie was shocked, she never thought she would see Eric lower himself and resort to begging, and on his knees! She could see his absolute love for his Maker shining through, she saw his devotion and his heartbreak as if they were her own. She felt it in her chest, this image was affecting her. Sookie wanted to lift Eric up and pull Godric inside while scolding him about worrying everyone, but she was only human there was little she could do - or so she thought.

"Father. Brother. Son. Let me go." Godric started out gently in the soft lilting accent and ended in his normal voice.

Eric stood up quickly and shook his head harshly as he resolutely said, "I won't let you die alone."

Pain filled Godric's features he never wanted to imagine his Childe dead even if he had already died. If any one person deserved immortality it was Eric, Godric felt as if he was made for this life. Godric believed he was put on the Earth and turned in order so that he could turn Eric, he was his greatest achievement, and now he felt that Eric no longer needed him and thus his life was fulfilled. But he was wrong. "Yes, you will. As your Maker I command you."

Godric hated commanding his Childe, but he felt that Eric could offer the world so much more than he could. Godric felt as if he no longer deserved to live, as if his Gods were calling him back, but they were not calling him, he was still needed on earth - he just did not realize it. He did not want his Childe to be denied the chance to live and prosper.

He wished he could be there to see it, but lately he had felt as if he no longer had the drive necessary to live.

Eric was stiffly walking backwards and every once in a while would pause as if he was fighting something, but whatever it was ended up winning and he eventually ended up moving towards the door that Sookie was standing by.

She moved forward and reached out her hand to grab his as she ignored the pain in her chest. Eric and Godric were more important than what she thought was heartburn. Sookie sought to soothe him, "I'll stay with him. As long as it takes."

She knows that she would have given anything to make sure her Gran would not have died alone. She would have preferred to die in her place, but barring that she wished she had gotten there sooner. Sookie wished she could have been there with her Gran - even if it likely would have ended up traumatizing her - telling Gran she loved her and holding her so that the last human being she saw on Earth would not be the person that murdered her, but someone that loved her.

Looking at Eric now she knows that he feels the same way about Godric that she felt about Gran. She would stay with him so that he would not face death alone, and could be comforted in a way her Gran was not. She owed him that much at least.

Her chest throbbed at the thought of him dying at all.

Eric was jerked back and swiftly exited with his face and clothes stained red from his tears.

Godric looked peaceful and said, "It won't take long. Not at my age."

She looked at him and chided, "You know, it wasn't very smart." He looked confused so she clarified, "The Fellowship of the Sun part."

He nodded and looked contemplative, "I know. I thought it might fix everything somehow. But I don't think like a vampire any more." Which was paricularly worrying, since vampires lost andy and all sense of humanity when they rose to this life, perhaps after 2,500 years it returned, but most vampires do not live to that age. He turned to her as the sky changed from black to a dark blue, signaling the eminent arrival of the sun, "Do you believe in God?"

"Yes." She said completely certain. She believed in a Heavenly Creator. She was not so focused on Jesus any more (given what she had seen of the Supe world for all she knew he could have been one) especially since she knew that there were vampires older than him, like Godric is. She could believe that Jesus as well as other saints had been placed on earth to be a helper in trying times, a strong guiding light for humanity.

Godric smiled at her resolve, "If you're right, how will he punish me?" He wanted to make sure that he would be punished and that his Childe would no be. Perhaps his sins would include all of Eric's so that he would never be punished.

Sookie shook her head in denial, "God doesn't punish, Godric. God forgives."

"I don't deserve it. But I hope for it."

Sookie understood that and she nodded, "We all do. I doubt anything you have done will make Him punish you, especially since you seem to regret and have true repentance over your past actions. God will welcome you."

Godric looked at her suddenly with a red rim of tears lining around his eyes, "You'll care for him? Eric. I cannot leave without knowing that you will help him with his grief." He wanted Eric to be taken care of even after he was gone.

Sookie chuckled brokenly as she watched this man worry over his Childe just as he was about to die, "I'm not sure, you know how he is."

Godric shook his head and gave a quiet laugh, "I can take the blame for that too. I made him who he is. Another thing to add to my list of wrongdoings." He had a running list of his sins. No doubt in his last moments he would remember more to add.

"Maybe not. Eric's pretty much himself. Are you very afraid?" She asked worried.

"No. No," he shook his head. "I'm full of joy. I only regret leaving my Childe alone." That was true. Sookie could see his expression was a sorrowful exhilaration at what was coming.

"But the pain…" Sookie whispered as her heartburn flared up again.

Godric said fiercely, "I want to burn. Its no less than I deserve." He wanted to suffer, he wanted to be cleansed and to make sure that Eric would never feel any punishment for what Godric felt he had taught him to do. Godric would suffer for his sins and protect his Childe as well.

Sookie felt her tears break through, this genuinely good man felt he deserved pain and suffering for his past actions. He felt he didn't deserve God's mercy, "Well, I'm afraid for you."

Godric looked surprised at her, "A human with me at the end, crying human tears. Two thousand years, and I can still be surprised." He chuckled, "In this, I see God."

Sookie clutched her chest and cried out in pain as the blue light ripped off more and was returning to Godric, it was hanging on only by a small thread that the purple and gold refused to let go of. "Goodbye, Godric."

He reached forward to brush the tears from her cheek, he was surprised at how affected she was about him meeting the sun. He hardly knew her and yet he felt almost as much regret at leaving her as his Childe. He wanted his last feeling to be of the soft cheek of this kind human woman, when his hand touched her face he gasped.

In that moment Godric's Gods granted him a gift, they gave him the ability to see auras.

Time slowed and still touching Sookie's cheek Godric was given a vision of the paths his life could take. He could go ahead and meet the sun, thus leaving his Childe alone and bitter living his days out miserably before he would be killed by Bill Compton who looked crazed while ranting something about a Lilith. He felt rage fill him. He decided in that moment that true death could wait, he had to kill Compton first, once he was dead then Godric could rest and face eternal punishment.

He would not die just so that his Childe could have his life cut short and die at the hand of someone as unworthy as Bill Compton!

In this path new path with Compton dead by Godric's hand and him following soon after, he saw Sookie being raped, tortured, and used for her telepathy by the child Queen. She was slowly dying as her will to live slowly left her; she died broken in Eric's hands as she told him she loved him.

She died before she heard him brokenly say it back. She was too far gone for even his Childe's ancient blood to fix, he could see as Eric shoved his blood down her throat with no result.

She was beaten and battered, even his own blood wouldn't be able to fix her, she bleeding from every abused orafice with her back hanging in strips from a whipping torture. The skin around Sookie's eyes was black and her eyes blue and cloudy due to her beatings. Sookie still looked at Eric with her blind eyes as she was clutched to his chest, she unseeingly looked at him as she told him of her love, then her eyes closed forever.

Eric buried her in a small graveyard next to 'Adele Stackhouse.' He dug the grave with his own hands and placed her inside the grave dressed in a beautiful white dress with red flowers. Her headstone was a rock that he carved by hand. Eric killed all of her abusers before losing the will to live and meeting the sun.

Would you leave your mates to this life? He heard all around him. He couldn't tell who spoke, it seemed as it if was simultaneously one person and a million people speaking. It sounded like both a woman and a man, despite being the same voice. It was all encompassing and never ending.

It was the voice of a child, an adult, and a crone. The full stages of life. This is what awaits them should you deny the gifts we have given you young one.

Who are you? Godric asked.

We are your Gods, Eric's Gods, and Sookie's Gods. We are all.

Godric was overwhelmed at this, Why would you save me? I do not deserve them.

Who are you to say what you do not deserve! The voice boomed angry that Godric would dare question the pan of the Gods. They were to be your reward for your years of suffering; you will have lifetimes and generations of happiness and joy. Once you leave they will no longer have the gift of joy and happiness in life and will join you in the afterlife after much suffering.

Look at her, the voice said gently now.

Godric could see Sookie standing there as if she had been frozen, the sun was near but no longer moving upwards. Time had not halted it had been slowed to almost stopping.

He could see the auras in her chest. The light blue he could tell was his own some how. It was as light as the sky in his native lands, the blue was swirling and pulling from the other two colors leaving them raw and broken, since they could no longer wrap around each other without his. The trinity knot of auras could not be completed without the third. His own light was reaching towards him attempting to leave Sookie. It was barely being anchored to her and was almost completely in his chest.

The gold he could tell was Eric's; it reminded him of the stories Eric told of Asgard and the Aseir in their golden cities. He imagined the cities would shine the same way as Eric's light would. It was bright and magnificent much like Eric himself, twirling and twisting in Sookie as it grasped his own light.

Sookie's light was a royal purple. Really royal he realized with a start as he saw the spark that was hidden, being protected by the lights. He could tell she was a Fae of the Brigant line from the crest stamped on her spark. He could see the spark being nurtured and was growing under the three lights, but as his own attempted to leave, it withered and shrank.

As soon as he decided to stay, he saw his lights rush back to its mates happily as they embraced and re-swirled together twisting and twining so much that it would be impossible to separate them, it formed a trinity knot of colors. It was constantly moving and the lights caressed each other happily as they healed their wounds. The lights paid special attention to Sookie's since it suffered the most, having almost collapsed from the separation of the mates within it's host.

He was filled with joy as he saw a glimpse of his future now that he decided to stay.

He could see himself, Eric, and Sookie together..

Sookie was giggling as Eric nipped at her shoulder playfully. She was kissing a line down Godric's chest while he watched his two mates with an amused chuckle. They were saying something, but he could not hear as he stood watching the trio beside the bed. Whatever it was caused both 'him' and Eric to look at her in shock, and then quickly turned to loving devotion as they both kissed gently down her chest and stomach.

They all looked so happy, the love swirling between them was something magical as it manifested to an almost tangible force as they ripped clothing from the others.

The vision left, leaving him aroused and empty now that he was no longer surrounded by that love. He had felt as if he was finally complete when watching them. He had felt empty for thousands of years until Eric came and filled a section of him, now that he met Sookie he felt filled in a way he never knew was possible.

He was whole his soul was complete, all he needed was to be reassured by his mates, but that could wait he thought as he looked at Sookie. She would need time; he could tell she would not be easy to convince to enter into a polyandrous relationship.

She was a very virtuous woman; she would not just jump into a bed with two men.

Your welcome child, the voice said.

Suddenly time shifted to sun was close and he turned to Sookie his hand still on her face and said, "Perhaps it is not yet my time. Thank you for helping me realize this."

He swiftly picked her up and entered the light tight hotel as the rays reached towards him.

He placed her down, worried that she may not like him holding her so intimately. But Sookie stumbled, she felt suddenly weak since all of her energy was drained as it focused on merging the mates auras inside of her, protectively shielding and nurturing her light all the while changing her physically to prepare her for the future she would face.

He picked her up as she swayed and asked, "Is it alright if I carried you?"

Sookie muttered sleepily, "Yup, it fells nice. Comforting."

He smiled fondly down at her. He knew what she meant, when Sookie was in his arms he felt as if he was moments away from home - not yet home - but so close that the anticipation was hitting. All they needed was Eric in order for it to feel like home.

He shifted her so that her head rested above his heart her lips rubbing against his chest since he had taken off his shirt. A shudder ran through him as arousal coursed through him. He had not felt such strong arousal in over four hundred years. Godric reminded himself that she was nearly unconscious and she deserved better.

He walked slowly choosing to prolong his holding her by taking the stairs down instead of the elevator, but all too soon he reached the floor his Childe rented out.

He headed towards the room she shared with her brother, intent on letting her rest. As he neared the door he could hear a slight noise. Godric doubted anyone else would have been able to hear it; it was only his great age that made it possible for him to hear through the intensely soundproofed walls. It was so slight a sound that for a moment he thought he had imagined it.

Godric shifted Sookie in his arms as he grasped her key card and pushed the door open a slight bit.

"Oh Jason!" A random woman moaned. "Harder! Fuck me harder!"

"Fuck ya!" Jason shouted as the banging became louder.

Godric shut the door.

He turned towards the beautiful woman in his arms. He gently shook her awake and said, "Sookie."

"Hmm?" She sighed.

"Sookie your brother has…company. Do you want me to take you to another room?" He felt a jab in his heart at the idea that she might choose to go to Compton's. He planned on assuring that he died soon, even if he would not kill his Childe in this life path, he still had the audacity to do so in another and that would not be tolerated. He also planned on making sure the Louisiana Queen died as well, she would not get her telepathic toy.

"Huh?" She muttered confused.

Company? She extended her shields and heard the hostess form the restaurant downstairs, she was thinking about asking Jason to take her shopping once they were done, she saw the most beautiful Burberry coat and she thought she now had the means to afford it. Jason was just thinking about sex and was already planning on fucking another girl soon.

Eww. She was not sleeping on her bed anymore.

It was unfortunate that hers was the closest to the door since Jason didn't even have the decency to make it to his own bed by the window.

"Don't want to go with Bill. Stay with you. Couch." Godric felt relief fill him as he heard her; she wanted to stay with him and his Childe. Even though she wanted to stay on the couch.

He swiftly moved towards his own door. The sight that greeted Godric made his heart ache. As he crossed the entrance and looked towards his Childe he realized that he had left his side of the bond closed and in his grief Eric believed he was truly dead. Eric was sitting on the floor next to the couch on his knees as if the pain became too much and he could not bear to make it to the couch. Blood tears ran down his Childe's face.

His Childe, who believed emotions and love were weaknesses, was baring himself and his agony was palpable.

Looking at him now made Godric happy that the Gods gave him a reason to live, he never wanted to see his Viking look like this again.

"My Childe." Godric whispered sadly.

Eric's head snapped up. He saw his maker and was almost convinced it was a ghost since he felt nothing from the bond. He vaguely wondered why he was carrying an unconscious Sookie.

As the ghost stepped closer Eric reached up to touch him. His fingers met skin; they did not pass through as he expected them too. His other hand reached up in surprise, both hands ran down Godric's face memorizing and touching. Wiping the blood tears from his face in wonder.

Godric closed his eyes and leaned into the long missed sensation of his Childe caressing him.

"You feel real." Eric gasped in amazement. In that moment reality crashed into Godric, his Childe thought he was a figment of his imagination. He quickly realized that their bond was closed and then opened it, letting his Viking feel how real he was.

Eric felt pure bliss course through his un-beating veins. He knew the only way he would be feeling this was if his maker was still alive.

He pulled Godric into his arms quickly.

"Hey!" Came the sleepy murmur of Sookie. "I don't think I want to be smothered between 3,500 years of muscle. No matter how attractive they are." She said the last so quietly that they were sure she only meant to think that not say it.

They pulled away and looked at Sookie who had had her head smushed between Eric and Godric's chests. She was still asleep they could tell form her heart rate and her even breathing, but she continued to speak after a short pause. "…I might like it in a different setting though."

"Let me put her in your guest bedroom and we can have our conversation since I am sure you are curious." Godric said as he vamped to the adjoining room that was meant for him.

He gently laid Sookie down. He observed her for a moment before pulling off her heels and shifting the blankets to cover her.

Sookie shifts and sighs happily. "Thank you," she mutters sleepily.

Godric smiled as he looked on at her. She was lovely. Her blonde hair splayed around her head like a halo glinting gold in the lights as she shifts. Her lips puckered when she breathed, pink and ripe with youth and innocence. She smelled like sunlight and artificial forests (he concludes it is her lotion after regarding her for a moment).

Godric cannot believe that she is theirs. Their gift from the Gods. He is pleased and grateful that they considered him worthy of such an innocent woman. He sends a quick prayer of thanks in his native language, something he has long forgotten from his human years, but came as second nature now that he recalled it. He had often prayed to his Gods as a human.

He steps out after assuring himself of Sookie's comfort and turning off her lights. Eric intercepts him immediately, no doubt anxious to know if he will no longer want to meet the sun.

"What happened? What changed your mind about meeting the sun?"

"Come let us sit, for I have a wonderful story to tell you –"

Eric interrupted him with a frustrated expression, "A story? I just want to know if you still want to meet true death." He lowered himself to his knees mimicking his form on the rooftop and asked, "Please Godric, before you say anything else, please tell me you will stay with me for eternity. Please tell me that you will never meet the sun."

Godric gently grasps Eric's chin in his hand - and seeing how preoccupied his Childe was attempting to not have hope that he would live - he said, "I will stand by you for eternity, and nothing will move me from either of your sides."

The taller vampire looked relieved. "Thank you, " He said relieved. But then he looked confused and said, "either of or sides?"

"Yes my child. It is part of the wonderful story that I was going to tell you." Godric smiled with happiness as that emotion flooded their bond. Sookie smiled in her sleep in the other room.

"Speak then my maker." Eric sat down on the couch motioning for his maker to sit next to him.

Godric sat and grasped his Childe, "After you left the rooftop Sookie and I spoke, she comforted me when I asked if her God would punish me for my many sins. She told me that he would always forgive and never punish."

"Then I am thankful to her." Eric wondered what he could do to show Sookie his gratefulness. Her house was a little run down due to lack of funds, perhaps she would like a new brick driveway and a nice paint job?

"Yes. She started crying for me. I could tell she was in pain, but I didn't know if it was for her, for me, or for you." Godric wondered.

Eric smiled fondly, "Likely for you, she is good. A truly good being. To everyone not just humans as well." He had seen her accept everything that was thrown her way (usually after a few token protests), she was a human that evolved her thoughts as she needed to.

"While she was crying she would be goodbye but them doubled over in pain. I reached to wipe her tears from her face and the most wonderful thing happened."

"What?" Eric leaned forward wondering what could have happened to change him so firmly. He knew through the bond that nothing short of a miracle would have stopped Godric from meeting the sun. He did not know how Sookie could have done it.

"I saw my Gods. They told me I had two paths, I could die or I could live. They showed me what would happen if I died. I saw both you and Sookie die, both of you used and bitter. She died in your arms after being brutalized at the hands of your Louisiana Queen. Her last words were of her love for you." The bond was filled with conflicting emotions, Eric was excited for Sookie's love but did not believe that it would happen.

"That would never have happened, she hates me and loves only Bill."

"Bill is using her, he will destroy her spirit and lead her to the Queen. In that path Bill kills you after he drinks blood that both drives him insane and gives him extraordinary powers."

"Bill would never be able to kill me. He is a weak child." Eric scoffed at the idea that little baby Compton could kill him. The Norse Man and The Companion of Death.

"Never let your pride dictate your actions." Godric scolded. "They could be your downfall. They will be your downfall."

"…Then what happened?" He questioned

"The Gods, all of ours yours, mine, and Sookie's, gave us a gift. They gave us each other. We are all mates."

Wonder filled the bond as Eric asked, "Truly?"

"Yes my Childe. We are one."

"She is human." Eric suddenly stated. He knew humans died and Sookie had already said she would ever be changed. Perhaps she would change her mind, but Eric felt pain at the idea that she would never smell of sunlight again.

"No she is not. Surely you could tell from her scent."

"She smells better than most." Eric agreed but he did not see how that would make her live forever youthful.

"Yes she has hints of Fae. Enough to give her the essential spark." Godric said.

Before Eric could respond a scream burst out from the room Sookie was in. It was filled with horror and pain. Both of them rushed to her.

They paused at the doorway to observe Sookie. She was thrashing and gasping out "no please no!"

0o.o0o.o0

Sookie was in a calm place. Her Gran was in the kitchen making a full southern dinner with all the fixins. She could hear her humming Dixie as she put the biscuits in the oven. Sookie didn't even realize that this was a dream. The smell of chicken was encompassing her in a way that could only be real, she could hear the buzzin of critters and the sticky Louisiana heat surrounded her.

"Sookie!" Her Gran yelled. "Take this 'ere pie outta the oven ta cool so I can put the biscuits in!"

"Yes Gran" Sookie said dutifully. She reached and pulled the pie out with her bare hands and set the pie on the cooling rack. She didn't recognize that her touching hot metal should have burned her.

Gran put the biscuits in the oven and turned the dial of the timer so that they would know when it was done. She wiped her hand on the hand towel hanging from the oven handle.

"Now my sweet girl, I have to talk to you about those boys of yours before our time runs out."

Sookie was confused, "What boys?"

Gran gave her a look, "Now don't be playing coy with me, I won't judge ya. I know you love those two men and far be it from me to doubt God's plan."

"Gran…I have no idea what your talking about."

"I know Sook. I know. But you will." She reached out and took her hand. "I'm sorry I couldn't see what you would look like with them but I'll settle for watching from here."

Sookie was even more confused, "What are yo-"

"Now that being said I have to tell you something. Talk to that nice Doctor Ludwig, she'll tell you what you need to know…well, what you can know at this point in time. Something about paradoxes and self fulfilling prophecies if you know too much." She rambled.

"Gran!" Sookie interjected loudly having had enough of being in the dark about what she was talking about.

"Sookie Stackhouse don't you dare raise your voice at me, make no doubt about it dead or not I will lay you across my knee and spank you." Gran was chastising her but Sookie had frozen.

DEAD. Gran was dead, she wasn't here this was not her it was a figment of her imagination. Now that she knew that she could suddenly see all the differences around her.

Gran looked younger her hair more blonde than gray, her skin was not hanging as low as before, everything about her looked firmer and more youthful. Make no doubt about it she still looked old, but she looked like a woman who aged gracefully in the lap of luxury with nothing wanting, instead of scrimping and saving while working to the bone to take care of her two young orphans.

The Stackhouse homestead was magnificent. The kitchen was shining and everything looked new (or expertly repaired). Looking outside the window their was a garden and an enclosed veranda.

In the living room Sookie could see new furniture that kept with the traditional southern feminine charm. On the fireplace mantle, the places of honor, however were objects that were so strange.

There were three objects that replaced urns and flower vases that were there before. On the two sides there were two crowns. Both were crudely made, but not in a bad way, more as if everything on it was made by hand instead of by a precise machine.

They were gold circlets, Sookie could tell that they were Nordic in origin due to the carvings. The slightly smaller one to the left was obviously for a woman; it had Frigg (Goddess of Fertility and Wife of Odin) on it and was delicate in design. The one on the right of the mantle was for a man; it had Odin the Norse ruler of Asgard on it and was masculine and large.

The jewels imbedded in them were beautiful; the cuts were not as accurate as they would be if they were made now. She could see uneven lines on the ridges of the gems.

She knew that they were old because of the cuts of the gems, they were blunt and flat on the bottom instead of pointed like they are now. This way of cutting gems was the norm until the late 1800's when they figured out that it would shine more if the bottoms were pointed, thus the now 'traditional' diamond shape came about.

The item in the dead center of the mantle soon took in her attention. She never even noticed Gran disappearing and being replaced by two men.

The thing was a knife; it looked to be even older than the circlets

Sookie could not identify the symbols on it, she couldn't tell if it was an ancient hieroglyphic language or if it was just runes symbolizing something like fertility or luck. It looked to be silver with iron and bronze intermingled making a strange filigree design on both the blade and the handle.

The only symbol she recognized was the trinity knot. It was normally thought to be Celtic or Norse, but it was actually found in multiple societies pre-dating them, with only slight differences in design.

She reached out to touch it to run her fingers along the design and feel the weight of the knife in her hand to better analyze it.

"Well well princess. What do we have here?" At the sound of that voice Sookie froze.

It was her Uncle.

"Don't leave us waiting, we are dying to see you." Her uncle taunted. His emphasis on the word dying made her realize that he knew he was dead and was not happy that it was over her.

"Turn around you fang-banging whore!" Sookie felt ice fill her at that voice. "I fucking died because of you! I just wanted to show you how much better a live dick would be!"

It was Gabe. The man that almost raped her a few nights ago. She turned and looked at the two men who tried to steal her virtue and died for it. They were angry she could tell from their expressions.

"I have been suffering because of you princess," her uncle said as he grasped a strand of her hair to run through his fingers. "But all of that will be worth it when I see you suffer."

"Ya I hope you burn fang-banger!" Gabe hissed. "There are some that will make sure you wont succeed, you slut. And when they do that I will take great joy in watching you be raped like you deserve."

Sookie started crying, she didn't understand what they were taking about, and they began running their hands on her. One set grasped her breast and squeezed painfully with their nails digging in, drawing blood she was sure, while the other ripped her pants off.

Sookie struggled and started screaming "No!" She begged and pleaded for them, she quietly mewled for her Gran like an injured kitten, but once he reached her panties she kicked and screeched like a harpy.

0o.o0o.o0

"She will not wake" Eric hissed as he shook her.

The screaming took on a hysterical turn and she started screaming "Godric! Help!" She sobbed, "Please stop him! Stop Gabe."

"Here let me hold her." He took her in his arms while she was still in his Childe's lap and said, "Gabe will never get you. Not for as long as I live. This I vow."

She calmed only slightly and sniffled, "He's here."

"Gabe" Eric asked her.

"My uncle." She whispered scared.

Godric looked to Eric for clarification. He knew he would know everyone that was related to Sookie ever since she captured his interest. "Deceased elderly great uncle named Bartlett Hale, brother to her recently deceased grandmother Adele Stackhouse nee Hale. She was murdered by the fang banger killer and he 'accidentally' died after walking into the creek in his backyard."

Seeing the emphasis his Childe placed on accidentally he asked, "Suspicious death?"

"Well, how could a wheelchair bound man navigate the rough terrain and leave no mark with his chair's wheels? The man according to his nurse could not pull himself on the toilet by himself never mind pull himself into a steep creek."

"Why was it not investigated by the humans then?"

"I found traces of glamour on the nurse, she said he could walk by on his own and enjoyed going to the creek by himself before I went and removed the glamour. She told that to the police and I re-glamoured her after I knew the truth."

"So he was murdered by a vampire. Bill?" Godric questioned.

"Looks like it." Eric nodded.

Sookie was quiet but they could still taste her fear. It lingered in the air like a noxious odor.

"Lets keep trying to wake her."

0o.o0o.o0

While they ripped her clothes off she had changed her method. Her Gran would not be able to help against these two men, and Sookie would rather die than see her be hurt again. She screamed for someone who she knew could take care of them, "Godric!" she had seen him kill Gabe before, he could do it again.

"Help!" She sobbed they had managed to get her completely naked and they were pulling their pants off while Gabe held her down, "Please stop him! Stop Gabe." She knew she could get away if he wasn't holding her to the floor.

"Gabe will never get you. Not for as long as I live. This I vow." His voice filled her body and suddenly Gabe was gone. Just like that. With only Godric's voice.

Godric was nowhere to be found and his voice had taken only Gabe not her Uncle. She kicked him and ran outside. She ran towards the woods to where her safe haven was. It was the old tree house her grandpa Earl had built for her when she was little after he realized she couldn't be around people.

"Sook." He'd said, "I know that the voices can become too much for ya, so I want ya ta have a safe place to go that's away from everyone."

Young Sookie looked at the tree above her and climbed up it. Below another voice continued, "That symbol will protect you Sookie."

She didn't notice the new voice since her grandfather didn't. She thought it was just Grandpa Earl still talking. The symbol was strange looking and was carved inside in the corner it looked like au unusual crest.

She ran towards her tree house having lost her uncle. I just have to make it inside, she thought. I'll be safe there.

"SOOKIE!" Her uncle boomed as her neared her. She forgot he was no longer a cripple here.

She saw the tree house and threw a burst of speed. He was so close, but she had already started climbing. She was almost to the top when he grabbed her ankle.

"NO!" She screamed as he started tugging and pulling her down.

She kicked and aimed for his face.

"You bitch!" He yelled when her foot met his eye. He looked at her with blood running down his eye and kept pulling even harder. "You'll pay for that!"

She kept kicking and she grabbed the edge of the tree house landing. She was so close.

He kept pulling.

Suddenly she heard, "Wake up Sookie." And felt two sets of hands gently cradle her and pull her in.

She gasped at the bright artificial light. Sookie panicked for a moment when she realized that she was not in the room she shared with her brother. But she calmed when she saw Eric and Godric, they would keep her safe.

She had tears running down her eyes. "Thank you!" she cried as she hugged both of them in gratefulness. She knew they woke her up from that horrible dream. "I thought he was finally going to get me."

"Your uncle?" Godric asked.

"Ya, he tried to rape me when I was little. He molested me for years since my parents wouldn't believe me... When they died I went to Gran's and one day he decided I was ready to be introduced to sex."

She bit back a sob, "I went and hid in my tree house until he was gone. When I came home Gran asked me why I always ran away from Uncle Bartlett and I told her what he thought around me... Gran was so angry, the next time he came around she took out her shotgun and fired two warning shots and said if he ever came near me or any girl again she would kill him."

"She sounds like a wonderful woman." Godric said as he moved her so that she way laying down and between them.

"She was." She whispered, "Bill killed him. I told him not to."

"If he did not kill him I would have älskare." Eric said with rage filling him as he imagined a tiny blonde innocent Sookie cowering in fear of the perverted man that was her Uncle. "That man does not deserve to live much less breathe the same air as you."

"I didn't want him to die because of me. God would take care of his punishment."

"But Gods often use Earthly means. Do they not?" Godric asked.

"Ya, I guess He does." Sookie thought.

"It could have been an earthly punishment before his heavenly one."

"You're right." Sookie said, "I don't know God's plan."

"Well," Godric said as he stood up motioning Eric up as well, "We will leave you to rest and we will go die for the day since it is already late and the bleeds will soon come."

Eric moved much more reluctantly as he stared wistfully at the spot at Sookie's right.

Sookie felt horror and fear fill her. "No!" She shouted suddenly afraid. Bartlett and Gabe might return and Godric won't be there to stop them. She started hyperventilating as she imagined seeing them again as soon as she closed her eyes. She did not want to be raped, even in a dream, especially one that was so lifelike that she still felt the phantom nail marks on her breast and hips.

"Please no, don't leave, they might come back!" Sookie had tears in her eyes as she looked at them. "Please." She begged quietly.

"We will stay if you wish it so." Eric said as he vamped back to his spot next to her.

"I do."

"Then we will stay." Godric said with finality. "But you should change into something more comfortable."

Eric vamped out and came back with a shirt that he handed to her another bundle was in his other hand. He nudged her to the bathroom.

She was so tired that she just ran some soap and water on her face to take off her makeup and then put her hair in a bun. She swiftly and sleepily changed into Eric's large shirt without noticing anything other than the fact that it almost reached mid thigh.

She left the room yawning and crawled into the bed. Eric and Godric were both wearing sweat pants and a white T-shirt.

Sookie suddenly became nervous, "I normally am not like this." She said, "I normally don't just jump into a bed with two men."

"We can tell." Godric said.

Sookie looked bitter and sneered, "Because of what Lorena said right?" Referring to her rather blunt and crude way of pointing out Sookie's virginity.

"No, because you are a lady." Eric said. "I could tell almost as soon as I met you that you would never be like the fang bangers in the crowd at Fangtasia."

"We know you are only doing this for the safety we proved and for your sake of mind." Godric said gently as he looked at her with kind eyes. "We can tell that you are still fearful from your dreams. Your scent is filled with lingering fear and only our presence is holding it at bay. We do not think less of you because you need us to battle your fears. We are honored that you have chosen us to protect you"

Godric said the last so fiercely that it alleviated her fears that they would think she was being unladylike by having two men in her bed. She could tell that Godric took his new job as her protector seriously.

"Go to sleep Sookie, " Eric said as he saw her yawn and battle her tiredness, "We will guard your dreams and be here when you wake."

Sookie felt the world slip away from her as they settled in beside her.

0o.o0o.o0

An hour earlier:

Bill paced as he waited for Sookie.

He was fighting the pull of the sun so that he could tale to her and get her firmly back under his thumb. Before this damned trip he was sure she would let him fuck her, but ever since she met Godric she had begun asking questions and seeing that he was purposely avoiding answering them.

Shit! He thought. The Queen will kill me if she captures Godric's attention. Eric is bad enough but at least with him she could order him to hand Sookie over. Godric on the other hand was the Boy Death, feared by all.

But hopefully he had safely killed himself and Sookie would be here soon crying and wanting comfort that Bill would gladly give. In the form of a nice hard fuck. God he hated her, she was always such a fucking southern belle.

He vowed to have been done with them after his human wife but no, the Queen wanted Sookie and so she sent him, the 'Southern Gentleman.'

He knew that Sookie would come to him as he settled down in the bed, he had ruined the couch (Eric was paying what did he care) so that when she came she would have no choice but to sleep in the bed with him, or on the floor like a dog (he didn't know which he preferred, he almost wanted to see her on the floor where she belonged – below her betters).

Bill was ecstatic when he had approached her and Jason's room and found him having sex with some slut that smelled of multiple men and a few vampires. They were finishing up when the girl tried to convince Jason to take her to the shopping district. Jason had distracted her by ramming her back into the mattress once again thus starting their marathon fuck sessions again by the smell that lingered from the door.

Sookie was too much of a prude to go anywhere near that room now, and she would never go to Eric's room. He was proud that he had manipulated her emotions to Eric using the blood that he had shoved into her after he glamoured the Rattarays' to beat her to near death.

Every time Eric's name was mentioned he flooded her with fear, apprehension, and disgust. Eric's own actions helped since the first time she saw him he had kick a man 20 feet for just touching him.

He used it so much until it had practically become second nature for her to feel like that without his influence. His bond was nearly gone because of Eric's blood and he cursed Eric for that.

He did not realize that Godric also had his blood in Sookie and that both of their blood together was removing every last trace of Bill's. Soon he would not be able to control her and he would never get another opportunity to give her his blood if Eric or Godric had anything to say about it.

Bill died for the day while waiting for Sookie and imagining the various punishment he could give her for making him wait when he finally had her at the Queen's compound. He decided losing her virginity to a man who did not love her and was only using her would be a good trade.

After all he killed her Uncle only to get closer to her, not because he felt that the old man was wrong.

Killing her Grandmother was his best idea though.

The thing about diamonds is true, I was taking to the jeweler when my sister got her engagement ring, the bottoms used to be rounded and they shined less because of it.

On a sad side note school starts for me later this week. I don't know why I decided to do so many credit hours but its too late to change (one of my classes is FIVE credit hours!). On my worst day I go from 10 AM to 8 PM... Thats right 10 in the MORNING to 8 at NIGHT! But at least I have Friday off. I will be updating less often, I will have something up once a week, but since I have multiple stories going on it might not be this one. I will have this one updated at LEAST once every other week and with more than 5,000 words. So that should make up for the wait.

I hope to have the next chapter up soon, but reviews make me work faster and make me and the muse happy! Leave me some ideas on who you want to see more of, who you want to die, and what you think will happen to our threesome next!

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