Chapter 7 Return to hell house

"So I think we should talk about the wedding." Sookie said to me a few days later as we were walking along the hiking trail in the woods behind our house and she turned to look at me with a smile that I didn't believe was entirely innocent. "I mean, it's coming up in just a few weeks and besides the occasional conversation we have had about the planning, we haven't really just talked..you know with the two of us."

"Well, what do you want to talk about exactly?" I asked, tucking my hands under my arms as a crisp wind picked up and blew my hair out behind me. "Is it just a general discussion or is it about something specific?"

"How did you know?" Sookie demanded, pausing in the middle of the trail and grabbing my arm. "Did you read my mind?"

"I didn't have to, it's all over your face." I point outed and ii had to laugh when she actually reached up and touched her mouth only to feel a wide spread smirk there and she cringed. I laughed at her bewildered expression and said. "You obviously have something to say so just say it."

"Alright fine." She relented, dropping her arms before she looked at me. "Are you going to bring any one to the wedding?"

"Oh wow, I actually hadn't even thought of that." I stated, hoping my response didn't hurt her feelings by suggesting I had never thought of her wedding, because that was not true at all. Even when I had been in Mystic Falls I had been thinking or her and Bill and their impending marriage. But with everything that had been going on the last week or so, it just hadn't occurred to me to think of bringing a date when they finally tied the knot. And to be honestly, I didn't really care of I was there with someone. It wasn't about me. " No, I probably won't bring anyone."

"Oh come on. You can't go to a wedding and not have a date." Sookie shook her head and I knew she was laughing at me even if she wasn't making any noise. "Why don't you just bite the bullet and ask Eric? You know he would jump at the chance to be anywhere near you, especially if you were the one to initiate it. Or even go for the long shot and call up Damon. You guys had a thing going for a while. Either one of them would be good."

"First off I cannot believe you are encouraging me to bring a vampire as my date to your wedding." I giggled in disbelief at her suggestion. She had always managed to take me by surprise with the most random rants. "And further more, you hate Eric so its shocking that you would suggest him. And you don't even know Damon. So I don't think either of them will be good candidates."

"But you need to have someone with you. You can't just go alone." Sookie protested as we began to walk again. "Why won't you take one of them?"

"I will explain it to you in the same way I explained it to myself. And its for good reasoning." I assured her, my fingers tugging on my long strands so they wouldn't fly across my face. "I will not have Eric be my date because he is too much to deal with right now and we haven't even begun to scratch the surface of making any real progress. So I can't even think about asking him."

"And Damon?"

"Well, Damon is entirely different story. And not just because he's in another state." I sighed, not liking the memory of how we had parted last month. I wasn't sad or mad at him at all. I understood why he had said what he said and I didn't take his words to heart because I knew they were just bullshit. I saw it in his eyes that he cared about me, he just couldn't say it and that was ok. That was his choice and he was sticking by it. "I won't ask Damon because he doesn't do the serious thing. And serious to him would be asking him to be my date to the wedding. So no, not going to happen."

"I just can't imagine going to an event like a wedding and being by myself." Sookie mumbled, wrapping her arms around herself. "But then again, you have always been different when it comes to things like that."

"Yea, that's tru...oh my god!" I exclaimed, reaching out for my cousin's arm as I had the definition of a light bulb moment and I turned to her with a grin. "I know who I'll bring."

"Really?" Sookie's face lit up with excitement when I said this and I'm sure at any minute she would start jumping up and down and clapping her hands. "Who?"

"Godric!" I wanted to hit myself for not thinking of it sooner. Just because I didn't want a romantic date didn't mean I couldn't have a friendly date with someone who was actually a very good friend to me. And Godric totally fit the bill. "It's perfect. He's nice, a complete gentleman, and I would have fun with him. And I need fun."

"Oh I totally agree." Sookie nodded, showing me that she agreed with my logic and that she thought it was a good idea, but what she said next contrasted that. "But what is Eric going to say when he finds out you're taking his maker to my wedding?"

"Honestly?" I shrugged, not at all worried about what Eric was going to say or do when he heard about this. Eric wasn't my concern right now. "I really don't care what his reaction is."


A few hours later

"Hookah,hookah, hookah. Look at you smiling like you just won the lottery." Lafayette's joyful voice called out to Sookie from the kitchen as she walked onto the main floor at Merlotte's and spotted her friend waving at her with a spatula in his had as she walked over. "Bitch, why are you so happy? And whatever it is, you better share the wealth."

"Well hello to you too." She answered back with a grin as stood at the open window to the kitchen to talk to him. "And there is no reason that I'm happy except for the same reason it was the last time. You know very well the wedding is coming up in just a few weeks."

"How could I forget? That's all you ever talk about these days now that your cousin is back home." He pointed out as he turned his body back to the stove to pay attention to the four different things he was cooking. " So you're actually going to go through with this whole thing with Bill?"

"Yes I am and I know where you are going with this but I'm going to squash your fears by assuring you that I have no doubts about marrying him. It's what I want." She told him with a smile, touched that he would look out for her enough to make sure she was certain about her choice. But she had known for a long time that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Bill, and in 4 weeks, it was finally going to happen. "So don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"Good thing, because I would have had no problem stopping the whole ceremony if I thought you weren't sure." Lafayette said so seriously that she knew he wasn't kidding around. But his face then relaxed and he asked with a smile. "So how's Allie doing these days? I haven't talked to her in while."

"She's doing good and she's happy to be home. I think the time away did her a lot of good. She was pretty messed up there for a while." Sookie said softly, not wanting to remember how sad her cousin had been just a few months ago. It had been hard enough to know it was because of her that Allie had fled Bon Temps, but to remember the way she had looked the days after it all happened was just too painful and Sookie just wanted to put it away. Allison was moving past it despite the pain that still lingered in her eyes. "But she's definitely changed for the better, so I think the break from our crazy little town was good."

"Wish I could get away for a few months but unfortunately I'm stuck here with the increasingly angry Sam Merlotte." He said, shaking his head and reaching down to turn off the burner before coming over to the window. "He's been on such a tightrope lately. One minute he's up and the other minute he is freaking out on everyone. What's that about?"

"It's a long story and I would explain it to you now, but I have to go see Sam to pick up my check." Sookie grimaced as she said this, wishing she didn't have to deal with him, but she didn't have much of a choice. She needed to deposit her check so she could she pay her bills. She would just go to his office and ask for it and get out as quickly as possible. She stepped back from the window and raised her eyebrows. "Wish me luck."

"Girl you don't need luck, you need a damn body guard." Lafayette's voice called out to her as she turned and walked across the floor to the doorway that led to the back.

She wasn't going to lie, she was nervous about seeing Sam. Things had been tense ever since she had found out about his visit with Allie and it took all she had not to yell at him every time she came in to work, But this was going to be different. She wouldn't mention any of the crap that had been said between them and would simply go to his office and get what she came here for. And it would all be ok. She kept saying this as she reached the end of the hallway and saw that his door was open and she could hear him shuffling through the file cabinet. She took a deep breath and reached out and knocked on the door to let him know she was there.

"Hey Sam." She said, keeping her voice as steady as she could as she took a step into the room and faced her boss with what she hoped was a neutral expression on her face. "I just came for my check."

"Yea I figure you would be by soon so I pulled it out for you." He said just as calm as she did and he turned to his desk to pluck the envelope off a stack of books and handed it to her. "Here."

"Thank you." She replied, taking it and folding it into her back pocket. She stood there awkwardly for a minute, wondering if she should say something but then she decided against it and stared moving backwards. "Well, I guess I'll be going.."

"Wait. I think we should talk." He blurted out before she could flee from the office and she silently cursed herself for not escaping faster. She really did not want to have this conversation but apparently he did. And she couldn't very well just run out after he had spoken. So she turned her head up to look at him and saw that he was staring at her with a determined look. "I've been doing a lot of thinking and I want us to smooth things over once and for all. Let's just put all this behind us."

"Look, I don't want to have another fight so I'm just going to say this as nicely and as calmly as I can." She replied, tucking her hair behind her ears before saying. "I don't think we can get passed this at the moment. So it might be best to let things cool down and then we can talk."

"I don't see why we can't talk about this now." Sam frowned, his hands gripping his waist as he looked at her. "I just worry that the more time that goes by the less likely we will be able to fix this."

"See, that's the thing. I don't think it can be fixed." She pointed out, not even having to look into his head to know his thoughts were frantic. "Especially not when you hurt Allie for no reason at all. Do you see where I'm coming from?"

"I do and I'm sorry about hurting her and for the things I said. You have no idea how sorry I am." Sam told her, his head hanging down low and he did indeed look like he felt ashamed of himself. But it didn't make Sookie forget the hurt he had inflicted on Allie not just once but twice this year alone. And it was big pain. "I know I screw up a lot but I regret my actions every single time. Please just give me a chance to fix it."

"Right now, things are at a standstill and I don't see it changing anytime soon." She shook her head, knowing it wasn't what he wanted to hear but it was the truth and she wasn't ready to challenge it anytime soon. That's just how it is and Sam had to accept that. "I'm sorry, but you made your choice and now I'm making mine."

And with that said, she turned on her heels and walked out of the office without saying another word to him. Someday there would be a moment for them to sort all this out. But that day was not today.


A few hours later

"Ok, this day is going to be good. Nothing is going to go wrong." I told myself as I stood inside the kitchen and sorted out my laundry and folded them into piles like I had been doing since Sookie left to go run some errands. I had decided to stick around home today to avoid having to come into contact with people I did not really care to talk to right now. Mainly, the nosy neighbors and townspeople of Bon Temps.

I knew that my return home was going to create a stir but I never thought people would be so damn curious when I got back. I had only been back for over a week and the neighbors were constantly knocking on the door, pretending like they were just stopping by to say hello when really they wanted to pump me for information and I had no desire to give it. But that didn't stop the next wave of people coming around hoping I would tell them where I had been for the past few months. Everyone was so damn pushy about it. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised considering I had left pretty much without notice. Only Sookie, Sam, Eric and Bill had known I was leaving town and everyone else had learned through someone else that I was gone. And when something like that happens around here, there is always talk and gossip, even more so then usual. So this was what I should have expected when I made my return, but I had been so busy trying to rebuild my relationships with those I had left behind, that I hadn't had time to think of the gossipy neighbors. But despite that, I was determined that this day was going to be nice and normal and there would be no drama. As long as I stuck close to home then maybe I could pretend that everything was alright.

But as usual, I should have known nothing would ever be normal and calm. And that was evident by the sudden arrival of footsteps that walked into the kitchen.

"Sam! What the hell? You almost gave me a heart attack." I shouted at him, clutching my hands to my heart as my surprise at seeing him and not some psycho resonated inside me and I actually had to grab the back of a chair to steady myself before I could speak again. "What were you thinking just walking in here? You should have knocked."

"The door was open, I didn't think you would mind." He said back, running his hands through his hair sheepishly. "I just wanted to talk to you and I figured you wouldn't let me in if I knocked. So I just walked in unannounced."

"Well don't do that. I might have thought you were some weirdo and I could have hurt you." I snapped, my nerves still shot from his presence and I stood there with my arms crossed and glared at him. "Since you are already here, you might as well tell me what you want. And make it quick, I'm not really in the mood for visitors."

"It's like I said, I wanted to talk to you and I think we both know what I'm referring to." He said pointedly, and of course I knew what he was getting at. He wanted to talk about the fight and what had happened between us. His eyes looked up and met mine and he said "I tried to talk to Sookie about it when she came to pick up her check, but she kind of..."

"Let me guess. She wouldn't give you the time of day." I finished for him, knowing Sookie's mind and attitude so well that I could practically predict her reactions and I was right when I saw him nod. I rolled my eyes, my reaction not going to be another he liked. "Well, you shouldn't be too surprised. You have been a real jerk as of late."

"Yea I know." He agreed, pressing his lips together as his eyebrows furrowed. "But I'm trying to right a wrong. And no one will give me a chance."

"Maybe if you stop messing up all the time then you wouldn't have to constantly be begging for forgiveness. Just a thought." I said, perhaps a little more harshly then I should have but I was sill upset over the way he had treated me over the last few months. Not only did he say horrible things when he was around but the ignored my phone calls and wouldn't return any messages. He had been determined to shut me out no matter how much I tried to contact him. I don't even know why I tried so hard to fix things after he left, it wasn't my fault that he had flipped out on me and went on a rampage. That was all him and I wasn't going to pretend like I wasn't still upset. "What are you exactly hoping to get from this conversation Sam?"

"That we could put the past behind us and start fresh." He answered honestly, which had been a trait of his for as long as I had known him. Whether he was mad at me or not, he had no problem saying exactly what he had on his mind. "I want us to be friends again. I want you to forgive me."

"I can't do that Sam. I wish I could, but I can't." I sighed, looking away from his face and down to the floor. "You hurt me too bad."

"I know I did and I am so sorry, but I want to make it up to you. And I can if you just me." He said this so pleadingly and I could see how desperately he wanted me to say yes and to just forgive him. "We can be friends again like we were before..."

"No." I shook my head interrupting him before he could go on. This was too much. I couldn't handle it right now. "We can't be friends because you became someone I don't even know. You are someone who hurts me beyond comprehension for no reason at all. It's like I don't even know you anymore. The old Sam would never be this unhinged and unbalanced. I don't know what happened to him because the Sam that's standing in front of me now is not the man I have known for the last 6 years. So how can we ever be friends again if you are such a stranger to me?"

"Allie, please." Sam moved forward with his hands outstretched but I shook my head. I did not want him to touch me or be near me. This was it, I was done. And I think he knew that because he tried to reach for me again. "Please don't be like this."

"Sam, I mean it when I say this. Get out." I ordered, pointing to the door so he got what I was saying in case his head wasn't working right today. "Get out of here or else I'm going to call the cops."

"You're being unreasonable, but fine. I'll go." He threw up his hands and started moving towards the front door while I followed him to make sure he left. He didn't say a word until he got out onto the porch and looked over his shoulder and asked. "Are you ever going to forgive me?"

"No." I said before slamming the door in his face and locking it.


That Night

"We have a problem." Pam's voice was the first one to directly address him that night and when he turned his head to see his progeny gliding towards him from across the floor, he knew what she had to say was not going to be something that made him happy.

"What is it Pam? It better not be anything horrible. Because I'm really not in the mood for bullshit tonight." Eric grumbled, resuming his position on his throne up on stage while Pam took the seat next to him and settled with her hands on her knees as she looked straight ahead and kept a look on blankness on her face.

"You better be in the mood because it involves you. Or more accurately, a certain maker of yours." Pam said, turning her head to glance at him and then nodded across the crowd towards the bar area, "You obviously didn't notice his arrival, but Godric's here and he looks like he wants to talk to you."

"Oh great." Eric sent a glare at the back of his maker's head who he now spotted at the very edge of the crowded floor and forced himself to grip the edges of his chair so not to fly across the room and attack the older vampire. "Of course he would show up when business in full swing. He purposely chose this time so there would be too many people around and he think I won't cause a scene."

"You better not. This is the first time we have had a really good crowd since you were on your crazy streak, so don't mess it up." Pam warned him, with enough venom in her voice that she almost sounded like she was the maker instead of the other way around. "And now that he's spotted you, he's going to be coming over. So behave yourself."

"Don't tell me what to do." He growled, watching his child get up and disappear into the flurry of wandering humans and vampires just as he set his eyes forward in time to meet the eyes of his maker. He frown got even deeper as Godric climbed up on stage and took the seat that had been occupied by Pam and just sat there like nothing was wrong. It took all he had not to grab him and throw him across the room. "You had to keep on pushing this didn't you?"

"You didn't leave me much of a choice Eric. You refuse to talk to me and I had to do whatever I could to get your attention, even if that meant stepping foot back inside Fangtasia for the first time since that night." Godric said to him, his face not changing its expression in the slightest as he spoke. "I told you more then once that I wasn't going to stop trying. And this is just another effort of mine."

"You're wasting your time. Nothing is going to change." Eric huffed, turning away from Godric and instead just went about scanning the crowd. He was annoyed that Godric was here and he was pissed that he was still trying to force a change in their relationship when there was so much anger and betrayal to get through. He didn't want to think about it and he didn't want to deal with it. So he turned to Godric and said. "Why don't you just give up and take a hike?"

"Because you are my child and I will never ever give up on you. And I plan on coming here and anywhere else you might be for as long as it takes to get things back to normal." Godric stated, annoying him to the highest degree even in his most calm and serene state of mine. "I'm not giving up on you Eric. I'll wait as long as I have to to gain your forgiveness."

"Then you're going to be waiting forever because that's never going to happen." Eric told him stubbornly as Godric got up from the chair and stepped down to the floor with a grin.

"Well, then it's a good thing I'm a vampire. I have nothing but a forever to look forward to." Godric said back smartly, before turning and walking towards the bar showing that he indeed had every intention of staying here for the rest of the night. And that did not sit well with Eric at all.

"Pam, get over here now." He commanded and within 2 seconds, she appeared at his side, looking bored as usual but attentive. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her closer to him. "Do me a favor and get Godric the hell out of my bar."

"And how exactly am I supposed to do that?" Pam questioned, her hands on her hips and a wrinkle in her pale forehead. "Godric is 2,000 years old, there's no way I can possibly physically force him out."

"No one can, but I do know one person who can get him out of here." Eric said thoughtfully. He knew neither him or Pam could contend with Godric's power and strength but there would be no need for it if the idea he had just thought of followed through. He looked up at Pam and smirked and said the one name of the person who could get rid of Godric for him.

"Allison."


10 minutes later

"Can you believe Sam? Always expecting everyone to forgive him for his screw ups. Well I will tell you right now that it is not going to happen. Not this time." Sookie announced after I had finished recounting my few minutes with Sam from this afternoon to her the minute she had walked in the door and like I thought, she did not take it well at all. "Who does he think he is just walking in the door like that and scaring you for a second time?"

"He's unreasonable right now and just doesn't get that he is not going to get his way this time." I explained, sitting back in the kitchen chair while I twirled my glass of wine around in my hand. "I know he has been our friend for over 6 years, but I don't think I can forgive him any time soon."

"And neither can I." Sookie told me, continuing to pace back and forth across our kitchen as she spoke. "He really hurt you with his dumb ass behavior and therefore he hurt me. So I'm standing by my stance and not giving him the time of day."

"We are some of the most stubborn girls in our family." I laughed and Sookie nodded in agreement as I took a sip of wine. "Mom and Dad always did say it was going to get me in trouble."

"Yea but this trouble is on Sam and not you." She reminded me as the phone rang on the wall and being as she was the one on her feet, she went to go answer it. "Hello? Pam?"

I shot my head towards Sookie who had turned to look at me with wide eyes and I could understand why she looked like that. First off because it was Pam and anytime that woman talked to us it was always to make a pass at us. And secondly, if she was calling, then it couldn't have been for a good reason. It never was and that's the feeling I got when Sookie came over to the table and handed the phone to me.

"Oh dear god." I grumbled, knowing full well that Pam could hear me from her end of the line as I pressed the phone to my ear. "What do you want now?"

"Well hello to you. Such a nice greeting, it made my night." Her always teasing voice in full swing as she talked to me and I could detect a hint of amusement hidden underneath the tone. But she obviously had business on her mind and for once she wasn't going to go off track. "Look, I'm going to make this quick. Eric wants you to come to the bar tonight."

"I don't think so. I don't really feel like seeing Eric tonight." I spat out, looking up and meeting Sookie's eye as she listened to my half of the conversation and I rolled my eyes. "So tell him thanks for the invitation but I'm not showing up."

"It wasn't a request, it was an order. He wants you here and you are going to do what he says." Pam said and I'm sure if she were standing in front of me then her fangs would be out now. "Trust me, you want to get your pretty little ass over here. That is unless you want Eric to tear Godric a new one..."

"Wait, Godric is there?" My mouth fell open in surprise but it shouldn't have been a shocker. He had told me he would do anything to get back in Eric's good graces, so of course he would show up in Eric's bar. But judging by the tone in Pam's voice, Godric being there was presenting problems. "What's going on over there Pam?"

"Godric refuses to leave the bar and Eric is getting extremely pissed off. Hence why he asked me to call you. He wants Godric to leave and no one can outmatch his strength, so the only thing left to do is to have someone convince him to leave. And that's where you come in." Pam explained, making it sound like I didn't really have a choice but to show up. "And Eric is a split second away from hurting Godric and unless you want them to cause a scene then I seriously suggest you get over here. Right now."

"Alright, I'll be there in 30 minutes." I told her, knowing I might end up regretting it for agreeing to it but I certainly did not want Godric getting into a fight with Eric in the middle of the bar. That would just make things worse, so I had to do this. I hit the end button and dropped the phone on the table before looking up at Sookie with a sigh.

"I have to go to hell house again."


Back at Fangtasia

"Jesus Christ. Does he have any idea how annoying his presence is?" Eric growled to Pam as they sat together on the stage and just stared at the back of Godric who remained on the same bar stool on the same end of the counter like he had been for the past 45 minutes. And even though is maker hadn't tried to talk to him or even look at him, Eric still couldn't help but feel on edge and he was sure that if Godric wasn't gone soon, then there just may be a fight happening. "He can be such a dick."

"No actually, that's what people say about you." Pam pointed out, earning a glare from him that she simply took in stride and shrugged. "He's not that bad Eric. I don't know why you won't just forgive him already."

"Because he wronged me." Eric murmured, practically glaring a hole in Godric's head. "And I'm not about to forget that."

"Not that I like getting all in touch with the whole concept of feelings or anything but don't you think that this has gone on long enough?" Pam asked, genuinely looking curious. "I mean, no one knew it was possible to resurrect a vampire. And the first time we hear about it, its your maker that has been brought back. You've been mourning him for over a year. I thought you would have been ecstatic that you were able to have a second chance with him."

"I don't want to talk about it." He snapped, sending her a look that said this conversation was over. "The only thing I want to talk about is getting him out of here."

"I told you that I called..." Pam started to say but her attention was drawn away towards the front door just as a figure entered through it and captured the focus of every vampire in the room. Including him, Pam and Godric. Pam started snickering loudly before saying. "And speak of the devil."

Eric found that once his eyes landed on Allison, he wasn't able to pull them away no matter how hard he tried. It wasn't that she was explicitly dressed or even the fact that her blood was calling out to every immortal in the bar. It was just her and the way her eyes scanned the crowd on the floor in search of Godric. It was the way her loose hair fell down her back and the way her young face looked when she realized everyone's eyes were on her. It still amused him to this day that she didn't seem to understand just how stunning she truly was. That her ability to gain the attention of a room had sometimes nothing to do with her blood and what she was. She was this little delicate flower dressed in a little blue loose dress that only seemed to add to her innocence and appeal. He wasn't worried about her safety because it was known that she belonged to him and he knew no vampire would even dare try and approach her unless they had a death wish. But still, he kept a close watch on her because you just never knew what may happen.

"Mmmmm...She looks delectable." Pam commented, her own eyes still on the girl as she walked through the now resumed chaos of the bar and Pam was more then just a little pleased to see the full blooded Faerie in the same room as her. "It should be illegal for her to come into a vampire bar. Everyone looks like they want a piece of her."

"No one else will ever have her or taste her." Eric stated, smirking in the idea that he would be the only vampire to ever have that kind of bond to her. Well, including Godric, but that was different circumstances and he didn't want to remember that. All he wanted to remember was that he had claim to her. "She's mine."

"Don't be so selfish Eric." Pam rolled her eyes as the two of them watched her walk over to the farthest end of the bar and take a seat next to Godric. "You should share her once in a while."

"Not a chance."


Over at the bar

"Ok, you do realize that Eric is about two seconds away from coming over and punching you in the face right?" I asked Godric as we sat there at the bar and sipped the drinks that he had insisted on ordering. I occasionally looked over my shoulder to the stage where both Pam and Eric were watching us with expectant eyes and I had to look away or else I was worried that prolonged eye contact may just invite them both over. And I did not want contact with either of them. I just wanted to do what I came here to do and that was to get Godric out of the bar in one piece. "And I don't think a fight is what you had in mind when you came here tonight."

"No it certainly was not." He agreed, drinking the last sips of his bottled blood and turned in his chair to face me with a smile. "And I don't intend to start a fight. I'm just going to sit here calmly so Eric knows I'm not going anywhere."

"I think he realizes that and that's why he had Pam call me to come here." I stated, running my hands through my hair and I sighed. "Look, I'm not saying that this was a bad idea, but perhaps it may just be pushing a little too hard. You know what I mean?"

"Not really." He shook his head, glancing at Eric with out any show of expression on his face. "I thought it would be the very thing that fixes everything but I have obviously only furthered in angering my child even more then he was before."

"Then why don't you just back off and let Eric come to you for once. I mean, you tried everything so far and he hasn't really responded. So perhaps its time to let him put the effort in." I suggested, knowing that there wasn't a good chance of that happening but the way Godric was going about it just wasn't working at all. Maybe if Godric backed off and gave Eric some breathing room, then the viking would be more receptive. But a look at Godric showed him shaking his head strongly. "Why are you refusing to give in to this?"

"Because if it was left up to Eric, then nothing would be done at all." He explained, pressing his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes as if he had a headache. "Besides, you don't give up on the ones you love. And you don't let them give up on you. When you love someone, you love all of them. Even the bad parts. Because if you can't love the bad things, then it's not really love."

"I wish I had that mentality when it comes to Eric, the way you do." I mumbled, turning away from his face and looking directly across the room and into the viking's eyes. And for just a moment, I found myself getting lost in those blue orbs just like I use to. And he was looking at me in the same way he did when I had no doubts at all about him. But times had changed and neither of us were the same and I only wished I could hold on to my faith about Eric the way Godric was able to. "I just don't know if I can ever put my trust in him again."

"You will...one day." Godric patted my hand gently, which I greatly appreciated because it made me smile.

"He has to prove himself first." I replied, another sidelong glance at Eric before I was able to focus on Godric completely. "Look, I didn't come here to talk about Eric and I. I came here to get you out of here. I don't want to see either of you getting into a fight and by the looks Eric keeps sending your way, I say he is about to lose his cool. So as a favor to me, just please leave and come with me. As my friend, do this for me. Or else I will have to beg."

"I won't make you do that, although it would be interesting." He said jokingly as he slide off the stool and held his hand out to me. "Alright you win. We can go."

"Well thank God for that." I said happily, taking his hand and jumping down to the floor just in time for him to start pulling me through the crowd of human and vampire bodies. I didn't look over at Eric again but I could tell his eyes were on me, as were every vampire's eyes in the place. But that was to be expected. My blood was extremely intoxicating to the immortals and it was only natural that they would all be staring at me as I passed by them on our way to the door. I even saw a few of them flash out their fangs at me, but I wasn't worried. I knew I wasn't going to be attacked because not only was I with Godric, but Eric and Pam were not that far away and would jump to my rescue if I needed it.

So I wasn't on edge by that as we reached the door, but it was the thought I heard from a human male that I bumped into that seemed to be directed at me. Because when I looked up and met his eyes, they grew wide and I knew that I had been correct and his thought began to repeat themselves in circles. And I couldn't make sense of it.

"..she's the one..."

"...it's the one that they want..."

"..she fits the description.."

"..but I can't do anything..she's with a vampire and there are too many others that would notice something...but she's definitely the one..."

A/N: dun dun dun! what does this mean? Is it something completely innocent or is it something more?