Veronica's P.O.V

I let the warm jets from the shower soothe my aching shoulders. There was nothing to do in this bedroom. It was only me and I didn't have the strength in me to worry about Godric. I didn't have the courage to look at the clock and realize how long he's been gone. I kept my mind busy by working out, counting the ceiling tiles, anything but stare at the door and wait for that man to walk back in.

I kept my eyes shut as the warm water rolled down my face. I wanted this to be over and for Godric and I to be back in Morgan's house, perfectly safe and normal. Well, as normal as it can get for a vampire to love a human.

I finally managed to drag myself out of the shower, wrapping the plush towel around my body. I found it ironic that the towel was blood-red.

Once I was dressed in one of Godric's shirts and my panties, I sat down on the bed and took a deep breath. I tried to keep the thought away that this was my second night going to bed without Godric. I was trying to think positive.

The door creaked open and my heart found itself in my throat. I watched with rapt attention as the door opened fully and a blood covered Godric stood there, his expression shocked. I gasped and covered my mouth, trying to keep the bile I felt in my stomach from coming up.

I knew what was going on, I knew that all the vampires had drunk Lilith's blood, but I didn't think that Godric of all people would join in. I knew that Edgington was older than Godric but couldn't Godric and Eric work together? Fight against Edgington together?

"Veronica," Godric breathed, his voice cracking. "I didn't mean to do it. I couldn't- I didn't know what I was doing until it was too late."

He killed somebody. He had taken someone's life away. I couldn't do anything but to stare at the broken man before me. He seemed to be loosing confidence with every second that passed, with every second that I didn't say anything. What was there to say? He killed someone.

"Say something, please." He begged.

He needs you. What are you doing? Go help him!

I shot out of my spot on the bed and grabbed Godric's hand, leading him towards the bathroom. He was silent as I helped him take his clothes off. I didn't look at his hands, already knowing what I would see. Crusted blood would be under his nails, the blood was crusted and starting to flake.

I helped him into the shower and almost immediately he fell to the floor, curling into a ball and letting the water wash away the blood. I watched him before stepping into the shower, ignoring my clothes getting wet. I curled up beside him and rested my head on his elbow.

"It wasn't your fault. It was the blood." I said finally.

"I killed innocent people."

"You had no control over your actions."

"Their blood is still on my hands!" He suddenly bellowed. I flinched away from him, backing up to see his angered face.

"Godric-"

"I drank a child's blood, Veronica. I killed an innocent child." He hissed.

I sighed and looked at my hands, "It was the blood."

He shook his head and looked away, "You don't understand."

"I'm trying here, Godric! You're right, I don't understand and I'm doing the best I can!" I spat, shooting out of the shower and storming into the bedroom.

He was right, I didn't understand. He was a vampire. It was a pretty obvious thing that I wouldn't understand what he felt and went through, but I was trying here. I was trying to be supportive because I knew what was coming up. I knew what he would be facing and I couldn't leave him. He would need my support, but I didn't think it would be this hard.

I thought Godric was the level-headed out of him and Eric.

I didn't bother to change. I simply sat on the bed and glared at the door. He could pout and mope in that shower for all I care.

"I'm sorry," He was suddenly beside me, water dripping onto the floor. He had a somber expression on his face, his eyes full of misery and regret. I couldn't turn him away, not looking like that. "I know you're trying. I just don't know what to do."

I looked at him for a second before nodding and standing up, grabbing my discarded towel and wrapping it around his shoulders.

"Go change and then we'll talk, okay?" I whispered, caressing his cheek.

He nodded before walking over to the dresser and changing into his normal white slacks. I also changed into a pair of booty shorts and a baggy shirt. I waited till he got into bed before flicking the lights off and rushing into bed beside him, curling up into his side. It was silent as we thought over what had happened, about what we were going to do.

"I know you're going to get mad at me," I said, speaking first and breaking the silence. "I know that we're going to have fights. It's expected since you're a vampire and I'm human. But I'm willing to work on this if you are too."

It was once again silent and my heart started to beat faster. I had expected him to say yes and then kiss me, to say that he did want to keep working on the thought of us, but he stayed silent. He didn't even move. I didn't bother to look up, I couldn't look at his face and now that I had given up my normal life for him.

"Veronica, I will never give up on us," He said suddenly. I looked up at him and his mesmerizing eyes met mine. "I will never give up on the woman I love."

My breath hitched. I have waited to hear those words since he had hugged me and told me he wanted to be with me. And here they were, finally after four years.

I smiled widely and rested my head on his chest, closing my eyes and trying to savor this moment, "I love you too."

"I don't want to scare you away."

"You can't scare me away, Godric." I whispered.

He was silent. I sighed and hugged him tighter. This was what I wanted. Jonah would say he loves me all the time, but his words never made my heart skip or my stomach do somersaults. Only Godric could have this effect on me and I loved it.

I defiantly wasn't regretting my choice to leave Jonah.