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SharkGurl: Subconsciously falling in love, eh? I certainly hope so! It wouldn't be much of a story if he didn't fall for her at some point, right? ^_^

golden-love: Wow! It NEVER snows where I live. But I love when it rains! How much does it cost to attend a university? How do people get around? Can you walk many places, or do people chose to drive/take public transportation? I truly appreciate you taking the time to answer my questions! I've looked up things on Google and Wikipedia. before, but I feel more secure if I hear something from a person who ACTUALLY lives in the country.

ChocolateButtons:'Ello! I'm asking about Scotland (and other countries) because I've done a bit of traveling, but I want to visit as many countries as I can once I'm a full-blown adult with a steady job. I'm also fascinated to learn as much as I can about other countries. The only things that I really get to hear about Scotland are from Craig Ferguson (on his talk show). I wanted to know if the healthcare was free (or partially free). I'm not gay myself, but I'm a huge supporter of equal rights, and have gay friends who I adore. I've heard about your weather. Since I adore rain and stormy weather, it sounds like paradise to me! I've never heard of 'hingin'... how do you pronounce that? Is there anything you'd say to describe someone who is good-looking?

Can you recommend any good music? Even if they're not from Scotland, I like music from overseas. I'm open to virtually any genre.

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Godric hung to every word uttered by Hallie. He was not disappointed in the least by all that she shared with him. Her theory was that he was a truly good being; the fact that guilt had manifested within him was proof enough for her. He did not understand how she could be so sure of something that he could never bring himself to believe. He had committed countless crimes, from murder, to brutal assault. There was no way she would classify him as a good being if she were to know of what he had done. He tried to tell her about these things, in order to change her mind, and make her understand that he was an evil creature. He had scarcely said more then two sentences before she rebuked him by pointing out that all of these had occurred before he had began to feel guilt. "Better late then never," as she had so sweetly pointed out.

Sweet. Only one word was necessary to sum up all that he felt she was. The most apparent was her scent. The untouched virgin blood flowing through her veins was so appealing, that he could not help but wonder if she had some sort of supernatural blood from an ancestor. But "sweet" was not solely descriptive of her aroma; it summed up her demeanor. She was never any less then totally and completely kind to him. She was polite, respectful, and in her air, there was something indicative of her having a pure soul and heart. With every bright-eyed gaze she sent his way, she appeared more like an angel. His sweet, no, not his sweet, oh but if only she were his... his sweet. He did not long for her to be a pet, but a companion, a friend perhaps. Longing for more seemed foolish, with their only having known one another a short while. But he found that he couldn't keep from such longing as he never felt before.

Hallie clutched on to her dignity as best as she could. She couldn't tell whether or not she preferred Godric's few words, or if it would be better for him to say more. She came to the conclusion that it would not have made a difference, for his presence always resulted in her anxiety. Every so often, she would trail off and duck her head down, worrying that Godric would grow weary of her rambling. Each time, Godric would nod, indicating that she should continue. Despite her frazzled state, she was happy to be in his company. She wanted to take his hand once more, and enjoy the pale colour and cool temperature. Just a touch of the finger to his hand... what could it hurt?

"Godric, I have this feeling that you don't believe me when I say that you are good." Ever so slowly, she allowed her hand to wander to his. "I have nothing to be gained from lying to you. I'm certain you understand this." Her hand met his, and she gently rubbed the soles of her fingertips across the flesh on his palm.

"I do," Godric spoke quietly. "But you would do well to not trust me so quickly." He vamped to where he was mere centimeters away from the vein in her neck. "Vampires will often kill those who put their trust in them."

Hallie shivered at the feel of Godric's cool breath. "But you feel guilt now. Wouldn't you feel bad for killing me when I have done you no harm?" Her voice traveled directly into his ear, penetrating his very being.

He vamped away from her, feeling shamed.

"I know what you're trying to do." Hallie resumed her light stroking on his palm, hoping to put him at ease. "You're trying to prove a point by describing the rule of thumb when it comes to vampires. But you are not like them; you are the exception."

Godric searched Hallie's eyes, looking for any sort of insincerity. When he found none, he looked away from her.

Hallie sat in silence, continuing the gentle movements of her fingers. She didn't understand much why someone like Godric would care so much about what she had to say. Vampires seemed to care very little for the opinions of humans, from what she had witnessed, read, and researched. But he had brought her over for the sole purpose of hearing her speak her mind. She was no more then a human girl.

Godric could scarcely take everything in. She held him in such high esteem, which only enhanced the sweetness of her heart, and the sensation of her fingers on his palm was causing ripples of pleasure to spread through his body.

"Godric?" Hallie's sweet voice interrupted his thoughts. "Might I ask you some things as well?"

Godric took in her ethereal eyes, and nodded his head.

"How often does a vampire need to feed to survive? If you eat more in one sitting, can you last longer before you need more?"

He was stunned. He had never thought of feeding as something solely for survival. Feeding was performed by vampires more for recreational sport then survival. Most vampires he had met would play with their food, kill them slowly, and taste the fear just as much as the blood. This realization made him feel a sickening sensation from the back of his throat down to the pit of his stomach. He began to breathe heavily.

Hallie began to panic at Godric's strange reaction. She had thought her question through carefully, with the hope of not asking anything offensive or valued as a precious vampire secret. It seemed like a harmless thing to ask, but now, she felt terrible.

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have asked. Please forgive me," she pulled her hand back on to her lap, since touching him after causing such upset seemed incredibly rude.

"No," Godric's intense, low voice caused chills. He took Hallie's hand back into his. "You do not need forgiveness. It is I who should be asking for forgiveness. I did not mean to frighten you, though a vampire frightening a delicate human such as yourself is hardly surprising."

"I didn't mean to upset you." Hallie tried to maintain her ability to speak properly.

"You did not cause me any harm. It is just that I have been coming to many realizations since meeting you. You are the most insightful being I have ever met in two thousand years." Godric held Hallie's warm hand in one of his, while using the other to gently stroke her palm and fingers.

Hallie was taken aback by such a compliment, and allowed herself to enjoy the pleasurable sensations elicited by Godric's cool fingers. It spread up her like the intravenous sedation injected into her arm before she had her wisdom teeth removed.

"To answer your question, it varies. Newborn vampires are quite impulsive, and are often quick to kill. As they get older, they improve their ability to control their hunger. But many will still be eager to kill, simply because they enjoy the hunt. I myself have not fed for a few days... since I met you." He had been so consumed by his thoughts of her, and the realizations she caused, that he had not realized that he had not fed. There were True Bloods in the kitchen, and plenty of humans who worked in the hotel that would be eager to be fed from by him, but he had not utilized either of these options. Though the smell of her blood was quite tempting, he felt no physical need for sustenance. Even after the manifestation of his guilt for the lives he had stolen, he had continued to feed at least every other day, out of habit.

"Should I be worried?" Hallie didn't believe that Godric would ever forcefully feed from her, but she did believe that any starving being would eat food if it were placed before them.

"No... it is remarkable. I feel no need to feed. It is possible that with my old age, I would not require much to stay alive. I had never tested myself before. But the past few days, I have been distracted."

"So... you forgot to eat?" The thought was almost comical. She had never heard of anyone forgetting to eat, at least not for the duration of a few days.

"Yes, I suppose I have." He looked up at her widened eyes and raised eyebrows, and nearly smiled at how much her expression revealed her thoughts.

"That's not something I hear every day." She wanted to learn more about vampires, but also about him. It might be safer to put off asking personal questions, for now. "When a vampire changes a human, is it usually pre-meditated or in the heat of the moment?"

"It would be unwise to not put some thought into it. More often than not, a vampire decides beforehand that they will change someone." He had watched Eric for some time, before changing him.

"Have you ever changed anyone?" She would hate for some female vampire to storm in, tell her to keep away from Godric, or simply kill her.

"Yes, only one. He was a Viking, about a millennium ago." He had not summoned Eric for quite some time.

"Wow, a Viking. What's he like?" Her voice was filled with wonder.

"I have not spoken to him for many years. But he was a fierce warrior... strong, powerful, and living by the lessons I taught him after I changed him." Godric and Eric had killed many together, before Godric released him to go his own way.

"Like what?" What sort of lessons would a vampire pass on to their version of a child?

"There is no right or wrong, only survival or death..." As the words passed his lips, he felt wrong. It was not how he truly felt anymore.

"Well, that's not right. That's more like how an animal lives. There can be no enjoyment or meaning from simply surviving. Life is far more complicated than that."

Again, Godric was speechless. She was amazing... and so sweet. His sweet... his hope was growing exponentially that she would be his. Only a few days he had known her, and the last few minutes felt like the most meaningful of his life. Meaning... the word she had just talked of. Was she the meaning in his life? If he had lived out his life as a human, then he would never have seen the world as he had, and more importantly, he never would have met her.

"Godric?" Hallie didn't understand why nearly every time she said something, he would get a faraway look in his eyes, and remain silent. Logically, she would come to the conclusion that he wished for her to leave, but he was holding her hand, and... caressing it... which was direct evidence to the contrary. He was such an enigma, but she had always shown a propensity towards puzzles.

"How can someone as young as you be so wise?" Her physical attributes were commendable, but her wisdom gave her stratospheric appeal.

"I really don't know how to answer that question. I mean, I read a lot, and I've lived my life for school and learning, but... maybe it's because I just enjoy thinking? I feel as though most lessons can be learned from taking the time to ponder, and contemplate. I've always enjoyed philosophizing..." She stopped herself, as she felt she was beginning to sound narcissistic.

"All would do well to do the same. Clearly, you have benefited greatly from doing so." Godric did not know what else to say to her, but he did not want her to leave.

"So, where is your vampire now?" She wondered if she would ever meet this Viking, for her curiosity was rather strong.

"Last I heard, Eric was in Louisiana. He started his own business, and was doing quite well for himself. He was always good at adapting to new circumstances. I released him centuries ago, so that he was free to make his own way in the world."

"Released him?" Had Godric held his vampire captive?

"Vampires have a hold over their creation. They may summon them at any time, and they will have to come. If they command them to do something, they must. Because the creator's blood runs through their veins, they will never be able to overpower them." Eric had never tried to do such a thing; he had always done as Godric said without any objection.

"That's incredible. I've never heard of that type of bond in any other species, or social setting. For there to be a physical impossibility of disobeying an order... that's entirely unique to vampires, it would seem." Now, it was her turn to get a faraway look in her eyes.

It was then that her computer beeped, indicating that the battery was running low. She had foolishly forgotten to plug it in. She had no choice but to remove her hand from Godric's grasp to get on to her computer. When she saw the time, she realized that she had to get going. She had a long day tomorrow, and needed to get some sleep, no matter how much she wanted to stay. She begrudgingly turned off her laptop.

"I'm so sorry. I have to get going. I have a busy day tomorrow, and I haven't been getting much sleep." She didn't want to blame Godric, but there wasn't exactly any other reason, besides her awful pull-out sofa that had caused any hindrance to her sleep.

"Of course, I apologize for detaining you." He stood up, and gave her his hand to help her stand.

"No need. This was great." She pulled her bag's strap over her shoulder.

"Will you come again tomorrow?" He would prefer it if she never left.

Her face fell before she spoke. "I wish I could. I had a few days off, which is why I was able to come for the past few nights. Now, my schedule is back to normal, which means I'll only able to come once a week, on Saturday nights."

Godric felt a painful feeling shoot through him. He found himself extremely upset at this new development. Since meeting her, he was able to see her every night. Now, he would have to wait a week before being able to see her again. His perspective on time was, unusual, to say the least. But now, it had just been flipped upside down.

"Very well, I will see you Saturday night then." The days preceding Saturday seemed to loom over him like an ominous presence.

"Yes. Don't hesitate to e-mail me if you have any requests for the website." She walked towards the door, with Godric following close behind.

The website... he had almost forgotten about the website being updated. He had merely used that as an excuse for her to come back to his house. After she was done, another reason would have to be created for her to continue her contact with him. Now that he had found the sweetest being of all, he would never be content without her.

She stopped at the door, and turned to face him. Would shaking his hand be the appropriate good-bye?

Without uttering a word, he gently brought her in for a hug. He breathed in the sweet smell of her hair, as his eyes rolled back. His grip on her tightened just slightly.

Hallie was taken aback by Godric's initiating of a hug, but she was perfectly pleased by it. She felt his sculpted torso pressed against her front, and resisted the urge to stick her hands under his shirt.

When she released him, she could have sworn that his eyes were darker then they had been before. But was that biologically possible?

"Goodbye." The word left a bad taste in her mouth, as she turned slowly to leave.

"Goodbye." Godric clenched his fists to keep from grabbing her, and keep her from leaving... ever.

Hallie walked out to her car, with her mind racing. She had learned more then she had hoped from Godric, and to top it all off, he had agreed to provide her with the necessary samples for her research. If she had learned this much from one visit, what would another bring?

Godric vamped back to his room, and locked the door behind him. He went down to his shelter, and sat down on the floor. Hallie was both a storm that had come through and turned his world upside down, and an angel bent on being his salvation. He felt the attachment to her growing with each passing moment, and knew that nothing would ever be the same.