Oh My God! It has been forever with this story. I sort of gave it up for a long time but now am determined to finish it. There should only be three or four more chapters hopefully. I am so very sorry to everyone who wanted more so very long ago. I am currently working on getting a beta so for now this is just me and all errors are mine. For my future stories, I will not publish until they are completely finished. Tell me what you think, good, bad, ugly. Whatever.

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I spent the day in a haze. I had just remembered the first meeting with Godric and I couldn't believe it, I was on such a high, it made me need him so much more. Fuck, I was turning into a girl. "Stop sulking Eric, let's go out." I rolled my eyes. It was now November, though it didn't feel like it. I was getting irritated at the unnatural climate. These people had never seen snow, never snowboarded down snow packed mountains, never experienced the chill of a true November day. It was depressing and made me wonder where Godric was. Somewhere cloudy with snow drifting down from a dark sky? I rolled over facing towards the couch and made Pam pout for fifteen minutes until I couldn't take it anymore.

So I was forced off the couch, both of us ignoring the vampire project due in two weeks, and into Fangtasia. Pam predictably ditched me for Jessica the moment they saw each other. The past few days they were inseparable, Jessica even spending last night at our place until just before sunset. I was getting a bad feeling about them.

Then just when I was going to order a scotch I felt him. It was a strange feeling, being completely aware of someone before I even saw them, like a shiver down my spine, leading me exactly to where he was. I looked to my right and there he was coming out of the office room. It made me tense, the whole world coming to a halt, so that I only saw him. Our eyes met but for once I couldn't tell his emotion. He walked slowly to me, then past, I took the hint and followed out the back door. It was quiet, the talking from the front line turned to murmurs.

"You look well."

I nodded feeling a little ashamed, he was looking straight ahead. "Yeah, it was hell for awhile." More like up until ten seconds ago. Godric looked tired. "You must come with me to Dallas." He said looking at me. I frowned caught off guard by his bluntness. "What?" "You claimed you were my day walker, there are people expecting you." I smirked remembering that night. "Right. Vamps?" He looked upset, even reluctant, I couldn't help but to run my hand through his hair reassuringly. He nodded, stiffening and said, "I will do my best to protect you-" "It's alright Godric, I know what I've gotten myself into."

Truthfully, I was expecting torture or an orgy. Or both, which I was completely turned off. Surprisingly on the latter. If Godric was going to though...but he wouldn't, he's too possessive of what was his. Again I smirked.

"No you don't Eric." He said cutting off my train of thought and I let my hand fall.

I told Pam where I was going and at first she was angry that Godric could just show up after a month and I was just going with him. But then Jessica spoke, "Mr. Syth, I didn't know you were back in Bon Temps." I looked over at Godric who was extremely shorter than Jessica making the Mr. Syth. (Syth?) seem ridiculous, as he nodded, "Yes. I trust you are having a pleasant evening." Jessica glanced at Pam who actually blushed, only the second time I had seen it, "Yes I am." Pam put an arm around Jessica's waist and I rolled my eyes. I was leaving tonight no matter what Pam said. I would not be in that house with them.

And right on que Pam asked, "So you're going now?" I nodded and Pam grinned and replied, "Great, be careful and Godric if anything happens to Eric I will personally stake you myself." Godric blinked then nodded not at all looking phased. "Don't rush home."

As we left Godric looked back at Pam locking lips with Jess. "Your sister is very intriguing." "How so?" I asked frowning as we got into a black SUV. "Your alike in many ways...yet different." I almost burst out laughing. "Okay, Godric." I couldn't hide the laugh and Godric smiled.

Then I remembered. "What's with Syth?" He shrugged, looking forward, he replied, "Most people in this century expect last names. It used to be a folk name in some regions." "Oh?" I said encouraging him to continue. Again he spoke with indifference, "A name for demons and later wild children that wouldn't listen. It comes from the Egyptian god of darkness, chaos and trickery." I reached out putting my arm around his shoulders and pulled him to my side. He fit there perfectly. "You know your not evil right?" "You don't know me Eric." He spoke just as softly as I did, looking at me directly. I shook my head, "Just because I didn't meet you when you were first born, when you did monstrous things doesn't mean I don't know you today. I know you've done horrible things Godric but look at you now. I can't believe you spent all that time without me. That you wanted...wanted to meet the sun without giving us a chance. Without even knowing there could be an us."

Godric's eyes grew more intense and slowly he was the one to reach up and softly traced my cheek. Pulling apart before I got too distracted, I looked away and saw we were heading toward the airport. I sighed, wishing for more of just Godric, no one else. The flight was calm and silent, the landing was smooth. If I hadn't been anxious, I would have been terribly bored. I kept darting glances at Godric, he was tense the whole way and sighed when the plane door opened. "Just obey me Eric. This one time, obey me." His words were quiet but full of meaning and I nodded.

We drove to an apartment building, luxurious, full of marble and dark rich wood tones. Stepping into the penthouse suite I was trying to get my emotions to a calm, in front of us was a contemporary living room, marble floors and a group of vampires. Seven in total and I tensed feeling Godric's strained worry. "Ah, Godric how are you?" The woman was beautiful that was sure. Strawberry blonde, pale skin and legs forever, she was exactly what my type used to be. "Sophie-Anne, my Queen, I am well." She gave him a kiss on each cheek and then I knew I did not like her. It wasn't that she kissed him, in fact it truly wasn't, it was the fact she had an air about her that was untrustworthy.

I took in the others as well, Patricia, the blonde vampire, Robert, as well as the brunette male whose name I still didn't know. There were two more women, both dark haired, and another man that looked like he shot steroids for a living. Sophie-Anne looked me up and down and said to Godric excitedly, "You've got yourself a pet! About time! I just adore mine, I find they're so useful." Turning to the group that were lounging on the couches she said, "Well you must already know Patrica, Robert and James," She waved at the group. The brunette then was James. They all starred hard at me and I raised my head, being silent as ordered.

"Monica here is the sheriff of Area 3, New Orleans. And Helena is the Queen of Mississippi." Monica was the shorter one, the Queen, otherwise they looked like twins. "And this gentlemen is the King of Texas, Benjamin." Benjamin the Mountain Man, nodded his head in acknowledgement. "Now that we are gathered here, who would like a drink?" Godric went to sit down and I followed slowly unsure what to do.

Godric flicked his hand and tilted his head, so I did what he suggested and stood behind his chair. A black waiter came in, shirtless and fit, he was human with a bite mark fresh on his neck. Monica smiled at him so I assumed he was her day walker. Following him were three more humans, two women and another man. Two stood by the wall waiting for orders as the blonde girl made her way to Sophie-Anne sitting on the floor beside her. Sophie-Anne immediately started running her fingers through her hair.

Robert started speaking, he, I noticed, had no day walker for his eyes never left Godric; the others each acknowledged theirs, for the others to be aware I was sure. "There have been reports from Bon Temps. Have you been informed of them?" Godric nodded and said calmly and slowly, "I have. I have seen no proof as I have already told the Authority." I knew that whatever the 'authority' was, which I assumed was straightforwardly the government. The American Vampire League no doubt was either just a public branch or answered to them. I thought that the AVL would answer to them, since let's face it, vampire's were not some happy go lucky people wanting equality. And The Authority just gave off a Fuck You vibe.

Patricia spoke now, "Yes. You have been very plain in your reports. But you must acknowledge that these circumstances are unusual. The death of Miss. York's pet was quite a shock. Cecelia was very displeased at you killing her." I tensed as I heard Cecelia's name, was it the same woman that I made out with? Jessie Lewis died just two days after that. "Miss. Lewis was dealing V, a crime against us. I could not help that she was Miss. York's day walker. In fact Miss. York was more shocked that she was dealing that at her death. You can see how that would make the human untrustworthy."

Patricia smiled, it came out looking very cunning. I got a bad feeling as her eyes landed on me. Benjamin spoke up then and I tried to mask sighing in relief. "I agree with you Godric. The punishment fitted the crime no matter whom owns the day walker. Back to our business, I unlike some do not have all night. Are these reports of demons real or just rumours coming from fanatic children?"

Godric made a motion with his hand that I barely caught and I abruptly sat down in front of him. Without thinking my arm went around Godric's leg, I felt him tense but he didn't speak as Helena started speaking. "Demons are no longer an issue, taking this seriously is wasting everyone's time." She took a drink from her glass, emptying what had been left. James frowned and said, "You're too young to remember the old times. Vampires had much more to worry about than just some shape shifting animals and wolves. Witches were a powerful race, and so were demons. Just as powerful as us and just as ruthless. I personally watched my maker get torn apart by a demon, so please, if they have resurfaced after five hundred years, I plan to kill every single one of them."

I wanted to turn and look at Godric, so much shock was consuming me. I stayed still, though just barely. Witches? Shape-shifters? And wolves? Did he actually fucking mean werewolves? Real werewolves? Jesus. The world was full of these creatures. I couldn't believe it. And demons. Real demons? Like from hell?

Robert was nodding as he spoke, "We need to make sure that our people are aware of the threat. Several elders now believe they are extinct but I know those creatures are great at masking themselves. For all we know they have been gathering forces for centuries only to attack us when we are at our most vulnerable. Most now do not even remember them, it would be perfect for them."

Patricia frowned and replied, "You actually believe they're real? What are they?" Godric was the one who answered, "No one knows exactly. They are stronger than vampires, but don't require blood, though they can drink it if they like. Before I was born, I heard that they once served under vampires. Sort of how some choose to use werewolves now. By that time I was a hundred they were independent warriors. And they loved killing us." I felt Godric's hand in my hair as he gently stroked it as he continued, "They can also go out into daylight. There are one of two possibilities if the reports are true. The first and most likely is that they are threats and wish to eliminate us. You should be aware that they grow stronger with pain. The more you hurt them, the more they wish to fight. They are warriors through and through, you cannot take that out of them. The second possibility is that, while not extinct, they could merely wish to come out of hiding, to live in peace among us."

Sophie-Anne sighed sounding bored. "Very well. Demons, alive or not, doesn't matter. I find this meeting a bore, how many reports have been made?" Benjamin looked slightly disgusted but then hid it as he said annoyingly, "There have been over twenty five, five of which is very convincing. All centred around Bon Temps and New Orleans. Do not take this lightly, this meeting has been kept small for a reason. If indeed demons are once more amongst us, we need to be very careful how we go about it. It could turn into another war."

They spoke for a good two hours, debating everything, from demons existence to how they should go about it. Patricia; I found out worked for the Authority along with James and Robert. She as well as Monica wished to send in spies. Benjamin and James just wanted to kill everyone on the reports (discreetly). Sophie-Anne and Helena made it clear they thought it wasn't worth their time. Robert the most silent but I knew he was leaning toward spies.

From time to time Godric would lead me with his hands. He tightened his hold on my hair when I tensed, or he knew I was burning with the need to speak. He made lazy caresses when he was agreeing with something and stilled when he was against a proposition. Finally the meeting was coming to a close for the night. It was agreed that more information was needed, spies would be sent in, giving everyone a better look at just who the demons could be. Godric had given permission for them to come into his territory, his hand was still as he spoke.

And just as I was starting to relax, Patricia gave me her full attention for the first time in hours. "Godric tell us about your day walker. You've been so against them, I didn't think you'd ever have one." Godric once more tensed as all eyes landed on me. My arm instinctively betrayed me by tightening on his leg. And just like that Sophie-Anne grinned as she clapped her hands once and said, "Oh he's grown attached to you. How cute."

Godric replied with his usual calm voice with just a trace of something superior, "His name is Eric, of Scandinavian descent." I felt anger at that description, like I was some dog. Name and breed. Helena leaned forward, "What attracted you to him?" She did not have a day walker here. She looked curious though and Godric replied, "He has...spirit." Godric's long pause and answer gained him some looks but Godric just stayed stoic. "Well," said Benjamin, "He is very beautiful." I immediately tensed, great another gay in the room and I certainly was not interested.

"Can I take a taste?" Sophie-Anne asked. "You can try Hadley here." The blonde crouching beside her chair finally moved, she stood and walked over to us. I finally caved and looked at Godric. He looked normal, almost bored, but his eyes met mine and I could feel his unease. He nodded and I got up. It was almost funny, I spent so much time wanting to get bitten, dreaming of it, feeling it, a wonderful, pleasuring feeling. But that was by Godric, and it was almost amusing how much I didn't want to be bitten by Sophie-Anne or in fact anyone else.

Too soon I was in front of her. My feelings must have shown because she said, "Oh don't look so upset Eric. I won't hurt you. Kneel." My jaw clenched as I once again glanced at Godric. He hadn't taken Hadley, she stood behind his chair looking at me. He nodded once more and slowly, reluctantly I knelt in front of her. A knot was forming inside my stomach, I couldn't stop my body from tensing as hard as a granite. I hated this.

She sat up and leaned toward me, reaching out she grazed my cheek softly. I felt bile rise up in my throat and in that moment all I wanted to do was shove her away. I saw her then, in my mind, a perfect image of her bloody and broken. The true death. I smiled and she took took that for an invitation.

I felt her teeth on my neck and before I could stop, before I could think, I reacted. I grabbed her hair and pulled her away and shoved.

Just then teeth pierced my neck and I was thrown across the room. Pleasure and pain swept through me and I was instantly on my feet once more, my heart racing.

I saw Sophie-Anne rise, fury written on her face. Godric standing, blood on his lips and then it was blur. All seven vampires moved so fast I couldn't make it out. The other humans were full of fear and shock, not moving as furniture was broken and smashed. Only a few seconds later there was a scream and Godric was the only one standing, Benjamin kneeling before him, Godric's hand at his throat.

My breath caught, my heart still hammering. Godric, his true self, shown for all.

The vampires now getting up, froze. Benjamin looked furious as he said in a chocking voice, "I am the King of Texas. I am the oldest vampire in America!" "Second oldest, and as you have forgotten, I am the fourth oldest vampire alive today," Godric said as his eyes ranked over everyone else, he continued, "Like I said my Queen," Sophie-Anne, her eyes ablaze, was glancing between Godric and I, "my day walker has spirit. I will be taking my leave now, then I will returning to Bon Temps tomorrow night. I do hope you find what you are looking for." In a flash he was in front of me, his hand on my arm hauling me out of the room.

My last glance at the room, all seven vampires and their humans were starring after me. Some in horror, some in amused, some in fury, and all in curiosity.