At the reception the dinning room was decked out with gold and silver decorations. Godric enjoyed the joy that was on her face. Nothing could ruin this nothing till...
Bill came in with a bunch of strange people with guns. Everyone was unarmed and in their best clothing. Sookie was confused and shocked at him.
Eric was pissed. All Eric wanted for his maker was a wonderful farewell and a happy life with his new wife. Not some asshole to come in and take it.
Eric made the first move before even Sookie could stop him. Gun shots began to ring out and the fight had begun. No one was safe. The doors had locked and everyone was trapt and at their mercy.
But as soon as everyone stopped trying to attack them the gun shots stopped and Godric held Selera close while she cried. He kept her from noticing his wound.
"Now then. We came to take all of you some place else," Bill said. "No worries, we won't kill unless you try something like that again."
"Bill what's wrong with you?" Sookie yelled angry walking forward.
"My job," he said pulling her to him and that was it.
After three hours everyone that was in the house had been loaded into a truck. Godric allowed her to lay her head on his lap while he stroked her hair. Eric was bleeding beside him but seemed content at making sure they were okay.
"How is she doing?" Eric asked when he noticed she had fallen asleep.
"Resting at least. I swore I'd protect her from this," he sighed as a tear fell.
"We will. I promise you two at least will be free again," Eric touched his hand.
After a long time they were unloaded in a strange building that was more like a kennel for animals then a human place but they knew they couldn't transport out. Godric carried her so that she wasn't disturbed by being woke. Eric stayed by them no matter what. The whole party had been seperated into four seperate pens. Godric was grateful that Eric was allowed to be with them and not away. Each pen was given six blankets, five pillows, and three sheets.