Morriah pov:

I watched my friend's face flash with emotions, until tears started to fall from her eyes. She wailed a broken cry. "Oh God! What did I do?!"

I looked her in her watery eyes, being stern with my panicking friend. "You did not do anything wrong. Your free will was stripped from you, and the decisions you took were not your own. That was not your doing. Do you understand me?"

She quieted her wails, but tears still streamed down her cheeks as she nodded in answer. I stood from my seat, facing Lafayette who had clear relief etched on his face.

"Laff, untie her please, she is no danger to anyone at the moment." I made my way over to where my Vampires were standing, resting my head against Eric's chest, releasing a tired groan. Godric rubbed by back soothingly as Eric placed an arm over my shoulders.

"Do you want tho speak about it outside, min lilla sol (my little sun)?" Nodding I obliged, following them outside, and sparing Laff a quick glace as we closed the door behind us. Eric sat down in one of Laff's chairs, I leaned against a pillar, as Godric stood by me. We stayed quiet for a while, allowing me to gather my thoughts on what just transpired.

"What happened, äkskare (lover)?"

I took a breath, deciding where to begin. "When I tried to look into her mind, I couldn't reach anything but static. I tried to push past the mental block. I must have broken it, because I found her memories, the ones she made when she was not herself. It was different from other thoughts of her's, there was this kind of film over them. I removed it, I don't know how to explain it, i just did it. Also, when I was focused on her head, it was like the rest of the world didn't exist, and when I pulled back, things came back into focus. Her eyes were not black like they had been either. After u was in her mind, they were a pale yellow in color. When I completely left her head, they were back to normal."

Eric nodded, while Godric looked like he had an idea. "You said you saw your friend's memories?" I nodded, as he continued. "Can you explain some of the details, what you saw might be able to help us. If there is any constant factor, then we might be able to find the cause of this."

"Yeah." I paused for a moment, recalling what I had seen. "There was always this woman who seemed to encourage Tara's odd behavior. Maryanne Foster, is what she goes by. At this point in time she is most likely at my house, making a mess." I groaned, from Tara's view, it had gotten pretty bad. "Her kindness almost seems like an act, and she had a strange man servant, who is clearly devoted to her. She was always there during Tara's blackouts, which I find suspicious."

Godric looked down, deep in thought. "I believe you may have been correct when you asked your grandmother to look into older stories. From the information we have gathered so far, I believe the woman, Maryanne Foster may be a maenad."

My eyebrows rose at his statement. "The followers of Dionysus?" I remember some of the stories from reading about Greek mythology with Gran.

"Yes. I would like to stop by your home to confirm if my suspicions are correct. I will meet you and Eric at his house later on. Is this alright with the both of you?"

Eric agreed with Godric, but I shook my head. "I'm coming with you. Eric must have told you what I can do."

"Yes, but-"

I cut him off. I did not want him to go on his own, as well as that fact that the situation was at my house. "No buts. Eric, can you take my clothes home with you?" He nodded as I continued speaking. "I'm going to let Laff know we're leaving."

Godric reluctantly agreed. I made my way back into the house. Tara was peacefully byresting, as Laff lounged in the living room. He let me go after a long hug. I was alright to leave them in their own, knowing Laff's house was far enough away from the town not to be effected by the maenad.

I walked back outside where Godric and Eric were waiting. Walking in front of them, onto the front grass, I stripped my clothes. From the angle I was at, it prevented my Vampires from seeing the front of my nude form. I held my laugh as I heard the distant click of fangs.

Shifting into my favored bird form, a golden eagle, I perched on a visible branch of a nearby tree, waiting for Eric and Godric to regain their composure.

Godric pov:

I watched as our angel divested herself of her clothes. My fangs dropped against my best protests to keep them hidden. My childe's fangs dropped with an audible 'snick' as well, at seeing our beautiful mate bare, even if we did not get a view of her front assets. My pants quickly grew uncomfortable around my arousal, as it made itself known. All too soon abe shifted into the magnificent figure of a golden eagle, as she perched herself on a nearby tree branch, facing us.

She screeched at us, breaking my lustful stupor. My childe laughed, as he regained his footing quicker than I had. "She is telling you to hurry up."

I let out a small chuckle as I shook my head, regaining my focus on the task at hand. I reluctantly retracted my fangs, as my childe did the same.

I took to the sky after my little bird, following her at the incredible speed she was going at, for a bird, though she was not an average bird.

We stopped as she perched at the edge of a property that looked as if a hurricane passed over it, possibly worse, the smell that seemed to radiate from the property, reeked as if dirty animals frequented it. The meat statue in the yard was a disturbing sight. The looked of the house, smell, and statue all confirmed my original theory of the creature being a maenad. It irked me that such a filthy and problematic creature would choose my mate's home as it's place of residence. The branch shifted slightly beneath me. I looked overt to where my angel was sitting in her nude form once again. She surprised me, as she made no move to cover herself, unlike most would do in such a modest time, and religion. I could not control my fangs as they dropped down, I wonder why I bothered to retract them in her presence.

"I know that smell." She whispered, bringing me out of my musings. "That is the same scent as the thing that attacked me."

I let out a growl at the thought of my angel being targeted. I quickly calmed myself, as I did not know the entirety of the encounter. "We should take our leave to Eric's house and make plans. It would be safer, and more comfortable. I would also like to to hear about this attack. If that is alright with you?"

She nodded, feathers once again coating her body. We flew side by side, finally releasing my confusion about her comment the first time I flew with her, in my arms. I found I enjoyed flying with her, she proved to be speedy. I was pleasantly surprised when she flew higher, catching a fast stream of air, to use nature to increase her speed. We arrived at Eric's home as he pulled in the driveway.

Eric gave Morriah her clothes as we landed by the car. She successfully landed in her normal form as Eric tossed her, her clothes, a simple action that was obviously well practiced. She kept her feet bare as we walked inside, following Eric as he lead us through the doors, into the sitting room. My angel disregarded the couch, opting for a seat on the floor, using the couch as a backrest, and shocking me with his actions, Eric sat beside her on the floor.

I sat in front of them, as we all settled in our seats, as Morriah relayed what happened when the maenad came after her. Eric was silent, though he already knew what transpired. She told of the smell that lurked in the air before the creature came after her. She was able to get away with a small scratch on her leg, despite the creature's speed. She came to Eric as she felt the venom effecting movement in her leg, paralyzing it until Ludwig took care of her. My anger grew at all the trouble the maenad had caused my angel, so much so, my beast was boarding coming out.

Morriah must have sensed my anger, as she moved from her seat, into my lap, embracing me. I returned the embrace, burying my nose in her hair, breathing in her heavenly scent, calming myself, and pushing the beast inside, back.

Eric pov:

I watched Morriah move from her spot beside me, into my makers lap. I could feel the anger from Godric when she was talking about her attack, and Morriah must have known as well. He held her in his arms, nuzzling into her hair, breathing in her scent. There was nothing sexual about the interaction, it was just mates caring for one another.

It made me think about my own interactions, why they were not stronger, it was possible that her own fear held her back. And why I could not comfort and help Godric when he so desperately needed it. I questioned my place in our relationship, after all it was Morriah who brought him back from the edge of suicide, something I could not do.

"Eric?" Her soft voice was laced with worry as it called me out of my musings.

I looked to her and my maker, both wearing concerned expressions, my maker feeling my turmoil through our shared bond. There was no hesitation as they opened their arms to me, welcoming me into their shared embrace.

I pulled them to me, as they did the same, we comforted one another. Such a simple action ebbed away at my doubts. We were together, that's how it was meant to be, completing each other. With my angel and my maker by my side, any doubts I could ever have would be pushed away.

I reveled in the feel of my angel in my arms, and my maker holding her with me. We reluctantly pulled apart, ending our small moment of peace. We could continue after the maenad had been dealt with. Plans needed to be made, as much as I wished to ignore it, we needed to take care of the situation.

Godric explained what he knew about maenads, and their weaknesses, Morriah added in information that she had read about as well. We discussed the myths and legends, more specifically, how to kill one.

We developed a main plan, then a failsafe. Morriah had mentally scanned the town as she flew with Godric, eliminating the need for us to check for anyone who could be unaffected. Her employer, the Shifter, was most likely to be unaffected, as other supernatural creatures were difficult to glamour, if not impossible. The two natured, like himself are able to be held under control, but it was tedious, and more work than a human.

My phone rang as we finished our plans. The ringtone I set for Pam, making itself known. I answered it, not bothering to hide anything from my mates. I have silent permission to Godric and Morriah to listen to my conversation.

"What is it Pam?"

"The Shifter from Bon Temps came into the bar with a couple of children." She trailed of the main point of why she called, at the mention of children. "It will take forever to get the smell out!"

"Pam, get to the point." If it had been a different situation I world have laughed at Pam, but now, I had better things to get to.

"Fine. I put him in your office. He was asking to speak to you, never told me why."

I shook my head, at the stubbornness of the Shifter. "I will be there soon, Pam." I ended our conversation, replacing the phone in my pocket. Morriah was already putting her shoes back on, ready to run out the door.

"Let's go." I knew better to argue with her when she had that look on her face, even I feared the repercussions. Godric would learn soon, if he did not understand it now.

Sorry for the late update. I have been busy. I want to start typing another story as well. Let me know if you want a story about Eric's daughter, Sookie's runaway sister, or Sookie's sister who 'bonds' with Godric in an unexpected way. Reviews make my muse happy. Share my story with others! :-)