The title of this chapter is the name of the Roman god of doors, gateways, beginnings, and ends. He is typically represented as having two faces, or heads, one looking back into the past, and one to the future.

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A/N: So, I know Eric was a little OOC in the last chapter, seeing as he didn't freak out much about Sookie revealing that she could hear Godric's thoughts. Well, prepare yourself for a little more OOC Eric, because he's a fragile little butterfly in this one. Okay, not really, but still, he's not our tough, grr, "I-am-viking-hear-me-roar" Eric in this chapter either. But don't worry, our sexy, dastardly anti-hero will be back, and soon. I have actual "intimate" scenes planned, but I'm not telling you who is with who ;]

Thanks a boatload-and-a-half to those who reviewed the last two chapters (i'm including them as one because I posted them so close to each other). Haribo Gummy Frogs go to: Alottalove, Nikita1506, Halliwell2002007, Heavan Hell Angel, ladeesarah001, Daph Lina, Raina Meldamiriel, bianka17, Brigite20, and Eliaw!

DISCLAIMER: I own NO ONE! If I did, I would NOT be at this computer. I would be in the basement of Fangtasia being ravished by a giant Viking vampire. I mean... I would totally be discussing ancient history with Godric in a completely platonic, non-ravishing way...

Oh screw that, I would so be jumping Godric. (OMG, speaking of Godric, who saw the most recent episode? [I don't know if it's up yet for people in other countries.] Godric was a BAMF!)

Okay, this Note/Disclaimer has gone on long enough:

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Sookie was out of breath from her verbal attack on Godric, and was glad that he had seen her point so quickly. If she had needed to continue on much longer she might have fainted from lack of oxygen. Luckily, her encouragement and blatant fact stating had been the small push he needed in order to realize that his place was amongst the living. Or, well, the undead "living".

Sookie was so exhausted, and the gray of the pre-dawn sky was being streaked with other colors that signaled the coming sunrise. All of her hard work and fast talking would have been for naught if her Vampires burnt to a crisp out on the hotel roof.

"Godric, Eric, we need to get inside. It's almost 4:15 in the morning," she said quietly, not wanting to break the calm mood that had come over the previously fuming Eric.

She reached out for Eric's hand, not caring that this was the same man who had selfishly tricked her not days before, and gently towed him towards the door to the stairs. He followed her without comment; obviously the shock of his Maker's almost suicide had not worn off yet.

As they climbed down the stairs to find a level with an elevator, a sudden, depressing, thought struck Sookie. What was she supposed to do about Bill.

"Damn," she muttered to herself.

"What is the matter, little one?" Godric asked.

Sookie looked around Eric's broad frame to where the elder Vampire was standing, flanking his Childe with Sookie. She caught his genuine look of concern, and thought that maybe he might be able to help her.

"Well, before I ran up to the roof to stop you, I had a fight with Bill, and I think we might have broken up. Or at least we're not gonna be sharing a room any time soon. I was just wondering if maybe you might be able to see if the hotel has any extra rooms available? I know they are pretty full because of all the Vampires that were staying with you before the bomb went off, but maybe they—"

Godric cut her off, mid-sentence,

"I'm sure that they might have a room available. I can check for you when we get to my room. I will most certainly be paying for it, as it is my fault that you and Bill are… out of sorts."

"Oh, Godric, that's so kind of you, you really don't have to do that. I'll have to figure out some way to get my clothes, maybe—"

Again, Sookie was cut off, but this time by Eric.

"Sookie, I think it would be best if you stayed with me, in my rooms. Surely you don't want to be all alone so soon after the Fellowship and all that happened there. And I think you might be more… comfortable… with me than anyone else." He said this last part with an irritating suggestive tone in his voice and a quirk in his eyebrow, and that pissed Sookie off to no end.

Sookie had had it with his obscene behavior. Even though this was by no means the worst she had endured from him, it was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Eric Northman, I will most certainly NOT be staying with YOU, you selfish, egotistical, lewd, disgusting man. There is no way I'll be staying with you. You don't care about me one bit! This is just a plot to get me alone and get in my pants! You don't care about anyone! No one at all!"

It was as she said this last part that Sookie realized her mistake. Eric had just finished crying because he thought the most beloved person to him was going to die, and now she had just accused him of loving nothing and no one. If someone had said that about her at this point, she might well have punched them. Sookie didn't know if Eric was going to get angry or burst into tears; his expression was unreadable. Quicker than she could comprehend, Eric was gone; he had run down the hallway at Vampire speed. Sookie gasped, feeling terrible, and hugged her arms to herself to keep from hitting something.

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Godric noticed her frustration with his Childe, and reached out a cold hand to grasp hers.

"Sookie. Look at me," she did, noticing the sad smile that was on his face, "Eric is, and always has been, ruled by emotion more than he would care to admit. I admit I tried to beat it out of him by force during all our years together, but it's a testament to his character that his sensitive reactivity has still survived, despite what he would like everyone to think. I believe only Pam and I know how much feeling he is still privy to, even at his advanced age. He will be okay. He has never reacted to shocks well." He smiled a less doleful smile as he said, "I was hard pressed to keep him from killing everything in sight when he first woke up after I turned him. Eric does not deal well with surprises."

Sookie tried hard to stifle a giggle as she imagined Eric being shocked by anything. Even though she knew she shouldn't be amused by the thought of him being so surprised and bewildered that he killed people in his confusion, she still found it a little morbidly funny. She also found herself curious, now that Godric had volunteered more information about Eric's past than she had ever heard apart from "he was a Viking."

"Godric, would you maybe tell me about Eric's early days sometime?"

Godric smiled, and nodded.

"If you would like, I could tell you some now. I think it would be a good idea if you stayed in my room anyway, Eric did have a point after all, so maybe we'll have a little story time like last night."

Sookie laughed at Godric's suggestion. They had reached his door, and when he opened it she followed him in.

"Story time it is, then," he said with a grin.

In a gesture so uncharacteristic for a Vampire that Sookie had to rely on the fact that he was icy cold to remind her that he even was one, Godric enfolded her in a hug; holding her tight, as if he would keep away every bad thing that was trying to fight its way into her life. Sookie wondered briefly if Eric was one of those bad things.

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A/N: Now, is Eric really a BAD thing? Tell me in the REVIEWS!

Aaaaannnnddd: If you are all good, I will post another chapter super soon, because I have one very long, juicy, loverly chapter all done in my head. Now I just need to write it...

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~Knox