Abigail was walking down the hall to her hotel room after seeing Sookie drive away to the church when she stood frozen as she felt something in her chest, pulling at her.

"What the hell," she muttered.

She gripped her chest and fell to her knees in agony. Her painful screams were muffled by a hand over her mouth and no sooner than a second later did she see in the corner of her eye a syringe go in to her neck.

She struggled to keep her eyes open, but soon they drooped and she fell limp into someone's arms.

Abigail's face twisted in confusion as her felt cool metal beneath her entire body. Her eyelids fluttered opened and came face to face with a scrawny man with a too happy smile on his face sitting down in a chair and beside him was a larger and bulky bald man who eyed her hungrily. Her last memories flashed into her mind and then she started to violently struggle against the straps holding on her down onto a metal table that wasn't laying her down, but standing her up so she had a clear view of them.

She glanced around and saw that she was in some type of storage room/basement and she was in a cage. Once again her red jacket had been taken from her and that pissed her off. Abigail chuckled as she realized who they were.

She sighed in amusement. "Hello, Steve Newlin."

She was kidnapped by the Fellowship of the Sun.

"Why good morning to you too, Miss Abigail Thornes," Steve said in excitement and a hint of fake politeness that made her skin crawl.

"How did you find me?"

"Oh, we never lost you…just had to wait for the right moment when you were alone." Steve replied.

"How did you do it?"

Steve smiled and held up her necklace…the same one that she had put on given to her by Godric. "We found a way. This little thing here was so helpful in your capture. We probably would've never known about it if the little witch that spelled the necklace hadn't told us. Did you know that your precious bloodsucker had this spelled so that whenever its put on someone that the person who gave it to them originally would feel whatever they felt. So…"

"Whatever happens to Godric happens to me," she said in realization.

Steve gave a low chuckle. "You are smarter than I would have thought."

"Did you think I was dumb because I was a blonde?" she snarled.

"Oh, no, Sarah's a blonde…well, she can be dumb sometimes," he said the last part to himself. "Anywho, no I thought you weren't all that bright because you're a fangbanger."

"I'm not though. Never feed from him, he never feed on me. Those were the rules." She told him. "Now let me go because if you don't then I'll make sure that you pay for it."

"You know what I find ironic about you is that your parents were killed by vampires and yet here you are defending them. Now I don't know about you, but that doesn't seem right at all. Right, Gabe?"

"Oh, yeah," Gabe agreed. "Pretty fucked up if you ask me."

"But, what's more excuse my French, fucked up is that are you really willing to die for this one vampire that has caused so many, many innocent people to die just for his amusement?" Steve asked with sympathy though she knew that it was bullshit.

"What I find more fucked up is that I'm a Deputy and I protect the innocent and right now all I can think about is how I'm going to kill you," she said impassively.

Steve Newlin's smile faded and he stood up. He grabbed Gabe walkey talkey and ordered, "Do it."

Abigail screamed at the top of her lungs as she put something pulling in her sides again.

"You have got to be joking me," Eric groaned coldly as he surveyed the scene below him with Isabel at his side. "This is the Fellowship of the Sun? That's their army…scared little boys with bibles and crossbows."

"Don't underestimate them," Isabel warned. "Support for their movement is growing. Very quickly in fact. They are all so willingly to die for their cause."

Eric growled lowly in his throat. "That can be arranged quite easily."

"Not until we know for sure that the Fellowship has Godric…they've taken Gale too."

"What?!" Eric growled. "Why wasn't I informed of this immediately?!"

"You weren't there when I called for you," Isabel snapped softly. "There were signs of a struggle in the hall just to your suite. They must've taken her in broad daylight."

"How can she be so stupid," Eric growled lowly.

"For your information, she's anything, but stupid. She always has a plan."

"You can't honestly expect me to depend on humans to get Godric back?"

"She's not human," Isabel said.

"How do you know this?"

"Godric is my sheriff. He and I have known each other for a very long time. He was just as eager as you are to know what she was. All he told me was that she was…she needed to be protected and that she wasn't human. Abigail changed Godric in a way I could never understand. It was very intense when in the same room as those two…just as it is with you and her."

"What? I do not care for her." Eric scoffed.

"You may have been able to convince yourself of that, but how long can you keep singing that song?" Isabel asked curiously. "Eventually, you would want to feel something else besides emptiness."

"Tell me, what is it that you find so fulfilling about human companionship?"

Isabel thought about his question carefully. "They feel much more strongly than we do. Everything is urgent…exciting. Maybe because their lives are so temporary."

"Don't you find the prospect of them growing old, sickly, crippled somewhat, uh, repulsive?" Eric asked curiously.

"No," Isabel answered honestly. "I find it curious."

Interesting…

"Let me give you a piece of advice," Isabel started. "Don't get in the way of love. Gale may say she does not love him, but I can see it in her eyes that she still does…fiercely."

Eric's jaw gave a small twitch. "She is mine…that is all she is to me."

Isabel's lips curved a little as she looked at him. "Of course."

"Don't look at me like that." Eric snapped.

A small smile planted itself on her lips as she turned her head back to the scene below which consisted of a church and boys with guns, wooden stakes, and pieces of silver.

Abigail's breathing was slow and she felt like she was dying…at one point then she started to feel strong again like before. She wondered if it was vampire blood making her stronger, but she couldn't really tell since her eyes were closed…she didn't feel any blood in her throat. She forced herself to open her eyes and wondered if she was dreaming.

She gulped, her throat feeling very dry. "Godric?" she whispered softly.

"What are you?" Abigail asked breathlessly as she walked up to him, her hand lightly touching his cheek.

They stood in an alley way, the rain pouring down on them though it didn't really matter to either of them since he had saved her life. Abigail remembered that she was walking back to the shelter alone when she slammed against the wall and a dark figure held her by the throat and started to rip her clothes off as she screamed helplessly. She felt so vulnerable and that was something she never wanted to feel ever again with anyone. She was powerless to him as she banged her tiny fists at him and kicked her legs as much as she could since they were being gripped against the wall by the figures legs.

Just when she thought all hope was lost, the weight of the man was pulled off of her. She fell to the floor, coughing roughly since his hand had been strangling her. She quickly got up and heard the screams of the man along with snarls and the sound of skin tearing. Abigail stepped closer to them since she couldn't see them in the shadows.

A young man that looked almost nineteen had blood smeared all over his mouth as he came out of the shadows, not bothering to hide his fangs from her. She took a hesitant step back then stopped and titled her head to the side a little. Abigail takes a step forward as her eyebrows knitted in confusion and her beautiful and young face formed into curiosity.

Now here they were…just staring at each other. Waiting.

"I am a vampire," he answered.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"Why would I save you only to end you?"

"Who knows why people do the things they do?"

"Tell me your name." he commanded calmly.

"Abigail…Abigail Thornes."

He smiled softly at her then nodded. "Joy."

"What?"

"Your name means joy. That people feel joy around you. Joy." He answered.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For saving me."

"I only saved your virtue, I'm assuming." He turned his head to the shadows where the man was. "I don't like humans like him"

Abigail chuckled softly and he knitted his eyebrows in confusion and asked, "What is funny?"

"That you just called him a human…I know you're a vampire and all, but you were human once, am I wrong?"

"Yes, I was, but that was a long time ago."

"Even so, I don't get how you can think so little of him to call him a human when you yourself were one long ago. Vampires were human."

"Once upon a time, they were," he replied. "My name is Godric."

"Hello."

"I have many rooms where I live and I won't let you stay out here in the cold." He said and his voice sounded like he wouldn't let her argue with his decision.

"I can't. I don't want to intrude-"

"Where I live, it is empty. It's private and safe for you…trust me." Godric said and held out his hand.

"Why?"

"Because you interest me as more than just a human. Your kind never seems to surprise me, but you do which makes me curious about you."

Abigail was still hesitant as she stepped forward and held his hand. He pulled his black coat around her shoulders gently. He then pulled her flush against his side and then they started to fly.

She came back to the present. He smiled softly at her and cupped her cheek affectionately. "You risked your life to save mine…why after all the pain that I had caused you?"

"You should ask your child, Eric Northman. This was his plan…except for me getting kidnapped." She said softly her throat hurting too much when she spoke.

His hand was cold which she liked since her skin felt like it was on fire. "Did they do this to you?"

She nodded slowly. "They…used…the necklace…what you felt, I felt."

"Here. Drink." He commanded as he put something cool against her lips like glass and she saw that it was just water.

She drank impatiently as he held it up. The water seemed to do the trick for her skin being on fire and her throat felt slippery again and started to work properly. She eagerly drank all the water that he gave her.

"You don't look hurt though." She commented.

"What they did to me was merely a tickle," he replied. "I did not know that it was because of you. I am sorry."

"You can say you're sorry by getting me the hell out of here, Godric…you know how I get when I get kidnapped."

He chuckled lightly and easily ripped the straps from her body. "I see you have not changed."

"No, I've changed," she told him. She hopped off of the table. "I'm meaner now."

Godric's head whipped to the side and a look of concern on his face. "Someone is in trouble…I must go."

"Take me with you. That could probably be my cousin, Sookie Stackhouse."

"You found your family."

"Only my mother's side." She told him as he picked her up into his arms. "I can't seem to find my father's though."

"Good," he replied impassively, reminding her of a certain tall Viking vampire.

They sped away and into a series of rooms going undetected. Abigail gasped as they stopped in another basement and saw Sookie about to get raped by Gabe. Godric quickly set her down and held Gabe by the throat.

Abigail ran to Sookie as she turned around and said breathlessly, "Godric? Abigail, oh my God!"

Abigail held Sookie in her arms and shushed her. "It's alright, Sook. I'm here…you're safe."

Godric snapped the man's neck and for a moment he glared angrily at him then it washed away just as quickly as it came. Abigail helped Sookie up as she started to button up her dress.

"You should not have come," Godric said to Sookie.

There were large sounds of bangs, people screaming, and then guns going off upstairs. You didn't need to be a vampire to hear them that was for sure. Abigail cautiously looked at Godric who looked right back at her though his face was calm.

"Bill," Sookie said in realization.

Abigail glanced up at the noise and shook her head. "No…it's not."

"I am here my child," Godric announced. "Down here."

Eric sped into the room and his eyes never left Godric. The way he looked at him, made it seem like he was some sort of God to Eric. For half a second, Eric let his eyes look over at Abigail.

"Godric," Eric muttered.

Both she and Sookie looked very surprised to see Eric looking so vulnerable and almost loving towards Godric. Eric bent his head down and fell to his knees in front of Godric. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Godric since she always hated when people did this to him. It made for very awkward situations for them when they were trying to do normal human things with each other.

"You were a fool for sending humans after me," Godric told him.

Now she knew where Eric got his calm persona from. It all suddenly made sense why Eric was who he was. It was like Abigail was suddenly having an epiphany about Eric.

"I had no other choice." Eric finally looked up at Godric. "The humans seek to destroy."

"I am aware of what they have planned." Godric gestured to a man who she assumed to be Isabel's human that she had never before. What was his name? Hank? Henry… "This one betrayed you."

"He's with the Fellowship. They set a trap for us," Sookie informed them.

"How long has it been since you've fed," Eric asked Godric, completely ignoring Sookie.

"I require little blood anymore," Godric said.

Abigail's twisted slightly into one of confusion when she saw him look over at her and she realized that he was lying to Eric. She crossed her arms over her chest and gave him a look which made him chuckle lowly. Sookie jumped when the alarms started to blare off. Blue lights flashed everywhere into the room that they were in.

"Save the humans. Go on." Godric commanded calmly.

"I am not leaving your side," Eric insisted.

"I can take care of myself," he replied.

"Come on," Sookie said to her, pulling her arm.

"Spill no blood on your way out," Godric told him. "Go."

Eric stood up and pushed Sookie out of the cage though when he tried to grab her wrist she side stepped him and went to Godric.

"I'm still angry at you. This doesn't change anything," she said coldly, looking deep into his eyes.

Godric's lips curved. "I would be surprised if you weren't."

She rolled her eyes and let Eric grab her wrist, pulling her out of the room. He tightened his grip on her wrist painfully and she said, "You're hurting me."

"So are you two back together again now," Eric growled lowly.

Abigail looked incredulously at him. "Why do you care? After all I am just a human."

They went up a flight of stairs and braced their backs against the wall that led to their freedom. They had a perfect view of the entrance outside. She shivered against the coldness and Eric immediately turned to her as if he sensed her being cold. He wordlessly yet angrily shrugged out of his jacket and he put it around her shoulders. His hands squeezed her shoulders and she mumbled, "Thank you."

She slipped her arms through the sleeves as he turned back around and examined the men guarding the front entrance.

"I could have you both out in seconds," Eric informed them.

The leather jacket was very big on her and went all the way down to her upper thighs. "No, Eric."

"There are children out there," Sookie agreed.

"Those humans wouldn't think twice about hurting us," Eric insisted.

"Where is Bill anyways?" Abigail questioned.

"His attachment to Sookie is irrational and he would have killed every child in this church just to save her." Eric told them. "I'm following Godric's orders to get the both of you out here."

"He's your maker, isn't he?" Sookie asked curiously.

Eric didn't turn around and just kept on looking at the men guarding the door, planning how to attack. "Don't use words you don't understand."

"Do you love him?" Abigail asked Eric, looking at him suspiciously.

Eric turned to her and their eyes locked with each others. "Don't use words that I don't understand, Goldilocks."

Abigail rolled her eyes and muttered, "Pain in the ass."

Her hand shot out and grabbed his arm when he moved forward to go to the men. "No, remember what he said, Eric?"

Eric turned to her and backed her into the wall. His thumb touched her cheekbone and he told her softly, "Trust me."

He looked like he wanted to do more than just touch her cheek, but it looked like something was holding him back. Abigail knew what or well, who it was. This was why she never wanted to tell him though it does keep him away from her which she is starting to like now.

Eric walked over to men and hunched his shoulders, putting a goofy yet nervous smile onto his pale face. "Oh, hey y'all! How it's going?"

He voice sounded so…so…so human. Abigail gave an amused chuckle. Please don't tell me that this is his definition of how he sees humans. This is just sad.

"Steve, uh, sent me over to man the exit over here," he said with innocence though the men looked like they weren't buying it. "Think I can take it from here."

"By yourself?" Man one questioned suspiciously.

"Uh, yeah."

"You're big and all, but there's a fanger on the loose."

Eric feigned innocence and stupidity like he didn't know about that. "Oh…"

"Where's your stake," Man two questioned.

"Oh, dank it," he groaned. "I must've forgotten it. Maybe I can borrow yours if that's ok?"

"Well, I can't do that…get your own," Man two replied.

Eric's face fell as he compelled, "I would really like to borrow your stake."

Man two's smile was sort of dreamy as he agreed, "Sure."

Man one was behind and quickly raised his stake just as Abigail yelled urgently, "Stake!"

Eric whirled around and caught the man's arm with the stake and threw him across the room. He shoved the other one into the wall violently and then held the neck of the third one in the air. He bared his fangs as they came running out and she said, "Don't, Eric. Godric."

If that one word could command anyone, it would be Eric Northman. It seemed like that was enough reason to let the man go. Eric carelessly dropped him to the ground and checked outside. There were a crowd of people coming towards them filled with sliver chains and other weapons.

"The arrows are wood," the third man chuckled. "You'll never make it out alive."

Abigail punched the man in the nose and he groaned in pain. Eric and Sookie looked at her with confusion. She shrugged. "What?! He said for you not to spill blood. He never said anything about me."

Eric actually rolled his eyes and then the bastard threw her body over his shoulder. She gasped and banged her tiny fists against his back as she muttered angrily, "Stupid Viking! Let me go right now, you fat head!"

She felt his chest rumble in clear amusement as they went through the sanctuary. She gave Sookie a look asking for help, but Sookie only shook her head and mouthed, "Sorry."

Abigail glared at her good for nothing cousin as Eric asked, "Where's the exit?"

"Back that way," Sookie replied hastily, trying to keep up with Eric's long strides.

An annoying voice stopped them though as he said, "There are several exits actually."

She strained her neck to see since she was facing the door and then she knew that it was Steve Newlin's voice because it calmly said, "For you, the easiest one takes you straight to hell."

Abigail rolled her eyes and groaned, "God, you are so annoying. You're lucky, you little shit, that he's holding me back."

Eric's hand on the back of her thigh tightened a little obviously telling her to be quite. Suddenly each of the exit doors flew open and in came a group of people with silver chains, wooden stakes, and silver weapons. They were now surrounded in a circle by them and Steve she assumed was in the middle.

"Save yourselves!" Sookie told them urgently. "No one has to die."

Eric slowly put her down and she slid down his body, his eyes locking with hers when they came face to face. He held her by his side then turned his attention back to Steve.

"The war has begun, you evil whores of Satan!" Steve said, his voice echoing off the walls.

"Who are you calling a whore, asswipe?!" Abigail threatened and Eric held her back.

"You vampires cast the first stone by killing my family." Steve said then directed his attention to her. "I still don't understand how you can side with them when the same thing happened to your family. Join us, sister. You are like us. Someone who has been wronged by bloodsuckers and your family had to pay the price of it. You're either with us or against us!"

"You don't know anything about me or my family. I'm actually kind of glad that my father was killed and I don't even know what happened to my mother, but I sure as hell don't care about her because if those things wouldn't have happened then I would have never found the Stackhouses and they are my family." She exclaimed angrily. "My true family. So you can take your stupid silver and your wooden stakes and your stupid ass religion and go shove up your asses!"

Steve looked angry as he said, "This is Armageddon, sweetheart."

"Godric will find help, he's the sheriff." Abigail told them.

"I'm not concerned with Godric. Any vampire will do and we got one right here on a silver patter." He smiled. "Pun intended."

Eric moved to step forward and Abigail felt suddenly worried for him so her hand shot out and gripped his arm, her eyes pleading with him to not do what he was about to do. Eric turned to her and kissed her cheek very lightly. His cool lips soft not like before when he had first kissed her except that was on the lips.

"I'll be fine." Eric whispered then moved away from her and to Steve. She really wanted to believe the lie he had just told her, but she couldn't.

"Brothers and sisters, there will be a holy bonfire at sunrise," Steve giggled.

The men held her back as she moved to stop the men who had put silver on Eric's neck and forced him to lie on the table as they put sliver on his wrists, ankles, and neck. He bared his fangs angrily and she heard him growl lowly in pain. She struggled against the men who held her back and Sookie did the same. Abigail glared at Steve furiously and said, "Let us go. Now."

"You see just as our Lord, our savior was betrayed for thirty pieces of silver, a few ounces of silver can betray a child of Satan to the end of the world," Steve exclaimed.

Abigail gaped at him. "That doesn't even make any sense, you shit! Who-wha-how…how can you guys even listen to this crap?!"

"I…" Eric strained to say. "I offer myself in exchange for Godric's freedom…a-and the girls'."

Steve only chuckled then replied, "Noble…but they are traitors to their race."

"No, we're not." Abigail insisted then looked around at each and every one of them. "If I can forgive the vampire who killed my father then so can all of you guys."

"Neither of them deserve mercy though anyone can see how much she means to you and Godric." Steve leaned over Eric and said menacingly yet very amusingly, "Maybe we can tie you two together so you both can meet the sun."

"Go to hell," Abigail yelled.

"Not before you though," Steve reminded her.

The doors flew open and Bill sped in and yelled, "Sookie!"

"Bill!"

Steve suddenly held a gun to Sookie's head and warned, "Careful, vampire, one move and I'll shoot her in the head."

"Shoot her and everyone here dies!"

"Honestly, what do these vampires see in the both of you," Steve said to them.

"Come a little closer and I'll tell you by punching you in the face," Abigail said then kicked him in the leg.

"Ow!" he yelled in a girly sort of way that made her chuckle as he held his knee where she had kicked.

"Soldiers, sliver chains for our friend here," he commanded.

"Newlin!" someone yelled then shot the hand holding the gun to Sookie. The crowd gasped and Abigail laughed as she saw that it was Jason…and a paint ball gun. "Let them go, fuckwad!"

Jason shot Steve's forehead and he started to curse in pain. Bill sped forward and threw the men away from Sookie while she slammed her head backwards against one guy's head then elbowed another in the face. Abigail ran to Eric and took off the silver chains on him. Once he was free, he sped over to Steve and slammed him into the steps.

"Eric! You can't kill him! Spill no blood, remember?!" Abigail exclaimed as she stood by his side.

Eric seemed very reluctant to let go of his neck and not strangle him.

"Kill him! Kill the motherfucker!" Jason yelled.

Abigail whirled around to him and called out, "You're not helping!"

"Oh, hey Abby," Jason called.

She shook her head and said breathlessly, "Hey Jason."

Life is just too weird sometimes, I swear.

And it was about to get worse as Abigail said, "Are you motherfucking kidding me?"

TBC…

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Sorry to have to cut it short, but it was getting pretty long and I might be cutting down this story in shorter chapters just so that I could have more chapters instead of like barely any, but with a lot of words. There will be flashbacks with Godric and Abigail. I think writing Godric is pretty hard actually because he's so mellow and wise. So if he's seems a little weird, sorry about that. Eric is getting jealous so we'll start to see the beginning of that. So stay tuned you guys. I hoped you all liked it.

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