Godric's little savior

Disclaimer: I don't own TB, if I did Bill would have died first season. Sorry I haven't updated in forever; but my computer totally crashed; nearly lost all my saved info with it too. So here goes nothing and I hope you like it. This is also fairly short; but please enjoy.

A conversation with Adele Stackhouse

I pull out of the restaurants drive and start toward Hummingbird Lane; and let me tell you this drive is making me quite nervous. Ironic that I, the immortal vampire, am scared of a seventy- some year old human woman; but then again the natural male part of me would fret.

Biologically I'm still fifteen, and in my days as a young human male we were taught that when it came to marriage, the grandmother or matriarch, held much of the power. Adele reminded me a great deal of one of those women, and that spoke volumes. To piss her off was to lose her favor and to lose her favor was to lose Sookie; simply put I just don't want to make her angry.

Finally I notice that we're almost at the drive leading to Sookie's home; had I really been that wrapped up in my own thoughts. The drive up to house felt like an eternity, I hadn't realized time could move as slowly as we got closer.

Once at a stop I rounded the car at vampire speed and lifted Sookie out in the gentlest way I could, I really didn't want her waking up at the current moment. Thank the Gods she hadn't woken on the way over either.

Upon approaching the door I knocked, not a moment later a relieved Adele Stackhouse opened the door.

"You must be Godric," how'd she know who I was? If I remembered correctly Sookie had never told her grandmother what I looked like, "Please come in and take Sookie to her room," with the invite in I raced Sookie to her room and placed her on her bed.

"Sleep tight Sookie," I whispered to her.

"Night Godric," even in sleep she know who I was, that's my girl. With a kiss to her forehead I exited her room.

Reaching the bottom of the stirs I saw Mrs. Stackhouse sitting on the couch with a pensive look on her face. I know if I don't tread carefully I will ever see Sookie up close and personal till she reached adulthood.

Then she spoke, "Can you tell me what happened to my granddaughter?" blunt per usual. She and Sookie hate beating around the bush.

She was attacked by a pack of royal wolves," Adele looked at me with concern.

"Do you know why a vampire queen would send her wolves after my grand- baby?" she must have been the one to have Sookie start studying our laws in the first place; smart woman.

"I believe it to be because of Sookie's mind reading capabilities," I couldn't get any more honest than that. Sophie Anne lies having the rare and unusual; Sookie fits both of those categories. She has the unusual control for someone so young, and her gift is almost unheard of, even among witches; I wasn't about to tell her that though.

"So it's because she's a mind reader?" she seems to think it'd be for a different reason. I'd ask at a later date, she's too stressed to tell me on her own at the current moment.

"Yes; Mrs. Stackhouse may I ask who sent you the message that I'd be bringing Sookie home?" I pray it wasn't Eric. He never was a people person; then again nor am I.

"Tara, Sookie's friend," well that's a relief, " she said you could be trust even though you're a vampire," she shook her head, "I'm not too sure that girl will ever understand God has a purpose for us all, even vampires," her gaze then turned to ice, "you'll still have to find a way to gain my trust though."

I shrank back a bit; this had been what I'd been expecting out of her from the go, why has it only shown up now? I know she's talking about me as an individual when it comes to trusting me; not my species.

"You have my word Mrs. Stackhouse I shall never do anything to Sookie that would intentionally hurt her," I mean it too, I'd never hurt my intended.

"That's all I needed to hear," wait, what? My confusion must have shown through because she continued, "I can tell you're not one to take your word lightly. So I'll trust you with my granddaughter for now."

Thank you," I say turning and walking toward the door, "now if you'll excuse me, I have a monarch to deal with for tonight's indiscretions," oh Sophie Anne will die a slow and painful death.

"Have a good night and thank you for bringing her home safely," she said truly grateful.

"It was of no problem ma'am," with that I leave the house and head toward my car. Oh yes Sophie Anne was going to pay for what had nearly happened to Sookie.