A/N: Oh my goodness! I do believe this will be one of the last for a while. I have a diploma tomorrow so...and then after that school starts picking up again. So, what I'm planning to do is update at least once a week. So I apologize that I won't be updating with the same vigor once school comes back around the corner...but I obviously won't be abandoning this thing. I love it too much! Haha. This chapter's rather silly too. Oh well. Just as a forewarning, things will be clear soon! =) At least, I hope they will. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. =(

UPDATE 03/29/10: Okay, all I updated are some of the Swedish parts. I'm in Swedish for uni so I might add what I know in, but I don't want to sound like a retard anymore. So that's all. Chapter nine's on the way. I apologize for how long it's taking!


"What the hell, Camilla!" Sookie yelled at her, pissed. "You could've gotten away. Or maybe you could have helped me and Hugo!" The blonde placed her hands on her hips.

"I willingly came down here because Godric is here." Sookie shut up from all her accusations. "I can smell him. And you," She pointed at Hugo. "You son of a bitch." Camilla crossed her arms and leaned against the bars; Sookie whipped around to face the man.

"You're the one..." Hugo looked up at Sookie and gave her a look of disdain. Camilla barely listened – it was something about dying while vampire lovers did not. She sighed, she had a feeling that this idea would unsettle Sookie's emotions. She breathed in, the scent of Godric filling her senses. He was down here, she knew it.

Camilla kept her distance from Hugo that night and honestly, Sookie did as well. Newlin came to visit them in the morning along with the ever-pleasant Gabe. Camilla rubbed her forehead, this whole situation was giving her a headache. Or was it something else?

"What do you wanna know?" Camilla's eyes snapped in Hugo's direction. Sookie turned and tried to stop the man.

"If you know what's good for you, you'd better shut up now." Camilla hissed at the man. Isabel's lover or not, the three were in a precarious situation.

"Her name is Sookie Stackhouse, and I'm Hugo." Her mouth dropped open, aghast.

"Hugo no!"

"You just don't know when to shut the trap do you?"

"That one over there is Camilla and we were sent by the vampires of area 9 to find their Sheriff." Camilla growled, taking an intimidating step towards Hugo.

"Sookie Stackhouse...Bon Temps?" The two women's gaze landed on the Reverend, severely confused.

"How do you know where I'm from?"

"You're Jason Stackhouse's sister. Am I right?" Camilla didn't like where this is going. Not liking it at all. Steve's mouth formed into an irritated straight line.

"You know Jason? He's got nothing to do with this!" The Reverend let out a breath.

"Come on Gabe." And with that the pair walked out.

"How do you know my brother?!" Sookie followed them for as far as their makeshift prison would let her. Camilla snarled in Hugo's direction.

"You just don't know when to shut up do you?" Camilla's stare was venomous. She stepped in front of Hugo.

"We waited all night for your boyfriend." Sookie glared at him. "I'm getting us outta here." Hugo kicked at the boxes and one flew past Camilla's face. She felt nauseous.

"Hugo just shut the fuck up." Sookie lay her head against the cage.

"Sookie...what's in that box?" Camilla held her stomach in an attempt to calm the storm brewing in it. Sookie looked at her as if she were odd, but bent down to open the box anyway.

"Jesus..." Sookie had a repulsed look on her face as she gazed in the box. Hugo looked over his shoulder. The blonde girl pulled out whatever was in the box.

It was a copper and silver figurine.

Two figures on the platform.

One figure was silver, the other copper.

Reverend Newlin was the silver figure holding the cross in one hand.

The copper figure was a vampire on his knees, held at the neck by the Reverend's other hand.

The vampire held a striking resemblance to Eric Northman.

Camilla turned her body around and threw up on the corner of the cell.

Camilla leaned her forehead against the metal cage. Hugo was going crazy, shaking the cage and yelling to no one. Camilla groaned and her gaze landed on the statue they had found earlier. After she came back from her nauseous fit, Camilla took the revolting object and chucked it at the wall – it shattered. She rolled her eyes.

"Would you just shut up Hugo!" Camilla growled, irritated. Hugo sat himself down on an overturned crate.

"You never realize just how much you change just to fit their lifestyle, do you?" Camilla rolled her eyes – the musings of a crazy man. "Before you know it you're somebody you can't even recognize."

"Oh my God..." Camilla ran her hands over her face.

"Bill and his friends are just using you two to do their dirty work. A telepath sure is a nice trophy for a vampire, ain't it?" Hugo was way of his rocker on this one.

"Shut up!"

"All they care for is their own kind! We can't be equals!" Hugo threw his arm into the air. "That's why I joined the Fellowship!"

"Face it Hugo, to them, you're just another fang banging traitor." Camilla looked at Sookie – she seemed very irritated with Hugo.

"Gabe!" Hugo stood up and grasped the cage wall. "Gabe, you can let me out now. They know everything!" No one answered and Sookie gained a satisfied look on her face.

The day dragged on and Camilla fell asleep. She refused to part of Hugo's antics and wished he would just piss off. Her head was pounding and she was starving. Godric's scent was also not helping her in the situation. Her fingers twitched knowing he was so near, but she couldn't get to him. She felt sorry for Sookie, who probably had a million emotions racing through her. Pain. Irritation. Sadness.

Then Gabe came down and Camilla knew they would be goners.

He started off by knocking out Hugo by beating him up. Sookie tried to stop the huge man by jumping on his back, but he threw her off. In a rush of adrenaline, Camilla dragged Sookie's stunned body before Gabe could do anymore damage and stood between her and the giant.

"You ain't gonna stop me you fang banging bitch." Camilla curled a lip at him and rushed towards the man.

"Camilla!!" She hoped in her mind that Sookie would run out of the cage or at least stay put. But she knew Sookie.

"Sookie, you'd better not fucking move." She groaned as Gabe shoved her against the shelves. His hands were around her neck.

"What? Humans not good enough for you, huh?" Gabe was completely red in anger. Camilla spit in his face. He howled in fury. "I'll show you what you've been missing." Her eyes widened in realization. The giant threw her to the ground and sat on top of her legs.

"YOU FUCKER." Camilla struggled with all her might, using all her upper body strength. Gabe leaned in and she curled her hand into a fist and threw it at him, breaking his nose. In a fit of rage he pulled up her dress – oh, of all the days to wear a dress. He turned her over and she screamed at the top of her lungs. She could barely hear Sookie over all her noise.

"CAMILLA!"

Then suddenly the weight was lifted from her. She wiped the tears from her cheeks – she wasn't even aware she was crying. She pulled down her dress and looked behind her. Gabe was floating in the air, held up by the back of his shirt. Camilla gasped.

"Godric..." The vampire snapped Gabe's neck in an instant.

"Wow, you're Godric." Sookie sounded amazed. Without even blinking, Godric was at Camilla's side. He held her face in his hands and tilted it gently from side to side.

"Did he do anything to you?" Camilla looked him in the eye.

"No, really?" She stated sarcastically.

"Even after all this you can still find a joke," He looked at her face intently, brushing a strands of hair behind her ear. "Min liv."

Sookie watched in amazement. Godric looked no older than she did, if not younger! But she knew he was two thousand years old. She gazed at the pair, who were so enthralled with one another they seemed to have forgotten about the Bon Temps waitress. Godric pulled Camilla towards him and kissed her flush on the lips. Sookie turned a light shade of red – they were so cute, but she'd never tell them that out loud.

"Godric," Camilla scolded. "Sookie is still here!"

Sookie giggled. "Oh, really. Don't mind me." The scene before her reminded her so much of her and Bill. It was adorable. Camilla pushed herself off the ground and brushed herself off. Godric looked between the two of them.

"You should not have come."

"Eric is here." Sookie's eyes widened – Bill! She watched as Godric inhaled and called out to Eric, telling him to come to the basement. The threesome looked at the door and there stood Eric. He strode forward with vampire speed. The blonde Viking gazed at Camilla and tilted her chin up with one of his fingers.

"Are you-"

"I am fine, Viking. Go to your maker." Sookie looked at Camilla in surprise. The dark haired woman sounded so angry at Eric. Sookie knew Eric was intensely irritating, but she had only ever seen the pair as close and now...

"Godric..." The vampire knelt in front of his maker, not daring to make eye contact.

"You're a fool for sending humans after me." Sookie looked at Camilla intently, but her eyes were downcast and to the side. "And I cannot believe you brought her into this mess."

"It was my decision, Godric." Camilla crossed her arms across her chest and hid her face from the other three beings. "It's like you didn't want to be found." Sookie barely heard Camilla's whisper and she sent a sad look to the tiny girl. She watched as the dark haired woman turned run her hands over her face. Sookie had to guess that she was brushing away tears that she didn't want them to see. She could sense that this girl's heart was breaking even without a blood connection.

"They seek to destroy you."

"I am aware of what they have planned." Godric looked down at the unconscious Hugo then to Gabe. "This one betrayed you. And this one nearly raped what's mine!" Eric growled.

"It's too late, Viking. They've obviously been dealt with." Camilla hissed at the kneeling vampire.

"How long has it been since you've fed."

"I require very little blood anymore, and if I did you know what I'd do." Godric and Eric quickly glanced at the dark haired woman, but she looked away. The alarms started ringing. "Save the humans, go on."

"I am not leaving your side."

"I can take care of myself."

"Come on, we have to go!"

"Spill no blood on your way out. Go." Sookie made a run for the door and Eric slowly stood up, but waited at the cage's opening for Camilla. She glanced quickly at Godric and met his gaze. "Min hjärtan, be careful."

"Only if I see you again." She made her way out, but Godric grabbed her arm and pulled her against his body. She took a deep breath, his scent calming her. He kissed her lightly.

"Now go!" Camilla swiftly left Godric's embrace and grabbed Eric's arm.


People were running everywhere, trying to find a safe place. If they stayed put, they'd probably be safer. Camilla did not let go of Eric's sleeve as they ran up the stairs. She inhaled deeply, keeping an eye on Sookie who was ahead of her. Eric grabbed her hand.

"They're everywhere. Heavier on the exits." Camilla looked at Eric.

"I could have you both out in seconds." Eric kept his eyes on the humans rushing out of the area.

"There's kids out there." Sookie looked out from behind Camilla and Eric. "Why didn't you bring Bill with you?"

"Yes, Eric." Camilla said spitefully. "Why didn't you bring him?"

Eric looked between Sookie and Camilla before returning his gaze outside the door. "His attachment to Sookie is irrational. It clouds his judgment. He would kill every child in this church to save you. And min söt, now is not the time." Camilla sighed.

"Godric is your maker, isn't he?" Eric stepped in front of Camilla, still not letting go of her hand.

"Don't use words you don't understand."

"You have a lot of love for him."

"Eric has no perception of that word." Eric turned to Camilla – she glared at him. The sounds of the humans locking up the doors quickly filled in the silence around the three. He stepped closer to the girl.

"Trust me." With that, Eric made his way to the unsuspecting humans.

"I used to..." Sookie glanced at her companion, her face was hardened in a passive stare but her eyes were glazed over by sadness. She turned to Sookie. "Whatever happens Sookie, stay behind me." The blonde nodded, whatever these two had planned she knew they could handle it. The pair calmly watched Eric and his charade. They waited in silence as Eric tried to get a stake from one of the humans. They were already suspicious.

"Stake!" Sookie yelled out from behind her, they moved forward quickly. Eric fought the three men easily and held a stake at the neck of one of them.

"Eric. No." Camilla put her hand on Eric's arm and he dropped the boy.

"They got wooden arrows. Y'all aren't gonna make it out that way." Camilla looked at the boy cowering in the corner. She guessed the human will to survive outweighed religion. Eric grunted in frustration.

"There's exits in the sanctuary!" Camilla looked at Sookie and nodded. She followed Eric and held onto Sookie's arm to direct her in between the two of them. Bill would kill her if Sookie got hurt in any way. They burst through the doors and found empty pews and sleeping bags and pillows cast away in the flurry. "Exit's that way." Camilla looked in the direction Sookie pointed. This was far too easy.

"There are several exits actually." She knew it; Reverend Steve stepped out and walked nonchalantly towards them. "But only one for you. An exit straight to hell." People started marching in armed with stakes, silver, guns, and arrows. They surrounded the three.

"Let us leave!" Camilla looked at all the people as Sookie tried to reason with Newlin. Some of them looked ready for this, others just looked like they were handed weapons and had no idea what to do with them. Most looked like they were shaking in their slippers. "Save yourselves! No one has to die!"

"The war has begun you evil whore of Satan!" Camilla growled at any who stepped closer towards them. "You vampires cast the first stone by killin' my family. The lines have been drawn; you're either with us or against us. We are prepared for Armageddon."

"The vampire-"

"Hold on Sookie." Sookie looked at Camilla confused as she stepped forward to talk to Newlin. "So this is a personal vendetta, hm?" She looked at the people circling them. "You use your faith to fulfill revenge? You risk lives to fill the bloodthirsty hunger that lives in you? You are far worse than vampires, Newlin, far worse. And Godric is long gone from here."

"Am I? Am I worse than those fangers? At least I pour my soul into truth – into my faith!" Camilla crossed her arms, challenging him. "And I don't care about Godric. Any vampire will do! And we got one right here!" He pointed at Eric. She whipped around to face Eric; she knew what he would do.

"You take one step forward Viking..." She hissed at him, glaring into his eyes. She put her hands against his chest to prove her point.

"If it will keep you alive."

"You are no good to me dead."

"I'll be fine." He held her upper arms and leaned down. Sookie that he was going to kiss the girl, but at the last moment he straightened up and walked towards the altar.

"Brother and sisters, there will be a holy bonfire at dawn." Newlin smiled at all the humans and started laughing.

Camilla watched helplessly as Eric was grabbed by two humans and forced on top of a cross. They pulled out silver chains lay them across Eric's wrists, neck, and ankles. His groans of pain filled the room and Camilla winced and clenched her teeth together. She could hear and smell his burning skin. This was not good.

"See?" Camilla glared at Newlin – teeth grinding in her mouth. "Just like our Lord was betrayed with 30 pieces of silver, a few ounces of silver can betray a child of Satan to the world!"

"That doesn't make any sense! How can you believe him?" Camilla looked at Sookie who was being held back by two humans. She was struggling against them, but then looked at Camilla. Tears were ready to fall from her eyes.

"I offer myself for Godric's freedom, and the girls..." Camilla bit her lip, trying to hold back a scream. Sookie didn't take her eyes off of the girl.

"How noble of you, but they're a traitor to their race. They deserve no mercy. Maybe we should tie the three of you together so you can all meet the sun. Just like one big dysfunctional family." Newlin smirked at the vampire.

"Eric...it's Camilla..." Sookie wasn't too sure if the blonde vampire had heard her, but she sure hoped he did. Her eyes widened as Camilla tottered from side to side.

"Sookie..." Her eyes closed and she felt them roll back in her head. She thrashed against the men who restrained her. "NEWLIN YOU FUCKER." She roared in pain and the men who were holding her let go. Newlin watched in confused interest as to what was going on with this girl. Camilla screamed again in pain and rested her hands on her neck. Sookie watched in horror as etches started cutting into the girls skin. She hissed in pain as blood started to pour out of the cuts that were showing up on her neck, wrists, and ankles – exactly where Eric was being held down. She fell to the ground on her side, trying to sooth the pain that was effecting her. She screamed again.

"Oh my God...Camilla!" Eric watched, wide-eyed as the girl rolled into a fetal position and grasped at her neck. Newlin marched down the steps and stood in front of the two girls.

"My...my...what do we have here?" Camilla glared up at Newlin from the ground, teeth bared in pain. Just then Bill burst into the room.

"SOOKIE!" He ran up the aisle with his vampire speed.

"One more step vampire and one of them dies." Steve pulled out a gun and held it in front of Sookie.

"If you shoot her, everyone here will die! Let her go. Now"

"Honestly, what do they see in you? Soldiers! Some silver chains for our vampire friend!"

"Sookie, I will be fine!" Camilla groaned from her position on the ground. Sookie looked down at her, she looked worse for wear.

"Newlin!" A gunshot rang and Steve dropped his gun in surprise and pain. He was shot with a paintball gun. If she weren't in so much pain at the moment, Camilla would have burst out laughing. She struggled to get up. As soon as she was on her feet, humans started to surround her. She hardened her face to her pain. "Let her go fuckwad!" The shooter shot Newlin again - this time between his eyes. Steve fell back in pain. Bill used his vampire speed to knock people down and get to Sookie. Camilla glared at the humans in front of her.

"You even dare to touch me, I will not hesitate to kill you." Camilla let her arms hang by her side, the blood dripping down her fingers. The pain was killing her, but she made her way to the altar. Everyone watched in silence. The cuts were agonizing, but she pulled herself to Eric. She grasped the silver chains and looked at the vampire. "This is going to hurt like a hot summer's day, love." She ripped the chains off of Eric's body and fell back in pain, whimpering. Eric roared when she ripped them off and sat up.

Camilla lay on the ground, gasping for breath. The chains crisscrossed over her body, but she was no longer in much pain. They weren't burning her. The cuts on her body started to seal up, but she still didn't get up from the floor. Eric leapt for Newlin and pinned him to the ground.

"Eric don't!" Camilla didn't even have the strength to turn her head in Sookie's direction.

"Kill him! Kill the mother fucker!" Camilla swallowed and tried to reach Eric with her voice.

"Eric...don't...Godric..." Eric's gaze landed on Camilla's body that was still on the ground. She could barely breath. The sounds of other vampires entering the building entered everyone's ears. Camilla groaned – Stan was here. Bill made a grab for Sookie. The Dallas cowboys quickly entered the sanctuary. Camilla didn't bother to listen to Stan's speech. She was sure it was chalk full of stupid – she focused on getting her fingers to move.

"Destroy them. All of them." Camilla heard the rustle of clothes and the surprised cries of the humans. Sookie yelled for help in the ruckus.

"Enough!" Camilla sighed in relief. It was Godric. She let herself drown in the sensations that Godric's voice brought to her. Within moments she felt a presence kneeling beside her. She forced her eyes open.

"Den såra, Godric." He brushed her hair behind her ear.

"Jag veta, min liv, jag veta." She nodded and she then promptly passed out.


A/N: Well! Here's another chapter. Hope it was decent! Oh and reviews are beautiful.

Translation:

- Nej verkligen: No, really?

- Min liv: My life

- Min hjärtan: My heart

- Min söt: My sweet (but we know that already, don't we?)

- Den såra: It hurts

- Jag veta: I know.

Goodness that's a lot of Swedish for one day! =D I will learn I promise!