AN: Enjoy this chapter! Happy Reading! - krispybee12 & Butterflybelle
Chapter 11
PPOV
With Willa and Jessica at either side of me, the three of us ascend the steps of a farmhouse I'd sworn to myself I'd never fucking enter again. Goddamn it, Eric, what the fuck has that blonde bimbo gotten you into now? With an unnecessary sigh, I find myself knocking on the front door, my welling anger managing to bring a deep scowl to my face.
"Oh, hey, Jess, hey, Willa," Sookie greets cheerfully, eliciting genuine smiles from either of the younger vampiresses before she's turning wary eyes to me. "Pam," she adds softly, her gaze dropping towards her now shuffling feet.
"Sookie," I greet in return, unable to keep the irritancy from my voice. I really don't want to fucking be here and am already dreading whatever trouble the Fae twit's assuredly caused us this time around.
"Um, just come on in, Jason and Hoyt are in the kitchen," she enlightens us, opening the door wide before us. Willa sends her a glowing smile whilst Jessica sends me a warning frown, clearly not sharing my disapproval of her blonde friend. I send my lover a small smile that I know doesn't reach my eyes before following the three women inside.
"Hey, guys!" I hear Willa call cheerfully before a slender hand settles upon my shoulder, abruptly halting my steps. I turn back to see Sookie frowning up at me before raising a brow towards her hand still resting upon my shoulder.
"Oh, sorry, I just, well, I thought maybe we could talk a second," she says, her voice soft, hesitant as her hand drops to her side once more.
"So talk," I remark, crossing my arms across my chest as I hear Sookie sigh softly.
"Look, I know you don't like me and I even understand why, at least to a point," she claims, earning an incredulous brow from me.
"Do you now?" I throw back, seeing clear hesitance shining behind sapphire eyes. "You think you know what it was like for me, having to pick up the pieces of Eric's broken heart every fucking time you pushed him away; to hurt right along with him, to feel him breaking time and time again? You don't know shit," I spit out, watching her eyes go wide as I step closer, letting her feel the weight of my scornful gaze.
"Pam, I-," she starts, her voice shaky as her eyes well with the beginnings of salty tears, but I won't be swayed, not by the likes of her.
"No, you don't get to apologize, you've missed your opportunity to earn my good graces," I inform her stepping closer to leave her gaping up at me, her watery eyes wide and fearful. "I don't know what kind of fucking trouble you've pulled Eric into this time and I don't fucking care. What I do know is I won't hesitate to end you if you even think of hurting my Maker again, you get me?"
"Pamela!" Eric's voice calls then, his voice laced with anger as I continue to stare down the trembling woman before me, unwilling to back down, not this time, never again. A firm hand upon my arm finally succeeds in making me lift my gaze and my jaw drops in disbelief upon seeing familiar, emerald eyes shining up at me in ire.
"G-Godric?" I gasp out in shock, feeling my Grandsire's iron grip tighten upon my arm. My mind is spinning, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing as my head shakes in total disbelief.
"You will apologize to Sookie this instant," my Grandsire demands of me then, his hardened glare leaving no room for argument as I'm left scrambling to come to myself once more.
"Godric, that's not necessary," Sookie's soft voice sounds as she steps closer to the incensed vampire before me, her slender arm wrapping around his waist to leave me gaping at them in shock. What the fuck is going on!?
"It is quite necessary, Dear One," he answers back, his voice becoming warm, soothing as he looks to her with softened eyes. "You are Pamela's Mistress now and she will treat you with the respect you deserve," he explains before turning expectant eyes towards me once more.
"Mistress?" I question in bafflement, seeing Eric step closer to wrap a possessive arm around Sookie's waist. His face is etched in reverence as he looks down to an obviously elated Sookie and I can only gape at the three of them once Eric turns a matching, expectant gaze my way.
"Yes, your Mistress," Eric confirms, raising a brow towards me. Holy shit, he's not kidding. That realization finds me instantly kneeling low before the three of them, my face prostrate with the floor.
"I'm sorry, my Mistress, my Masters, I was unaware," I humbly apologize, still unsure what the hell I missed during my day slumber that led to these wildly drastic and unexpected changes.
"And now that you've been informed, I expect there will be no further insolence against your Mistress, do I make myself clear, Pamela?" Godric's commanding voice sounds from above to leave me fervently nodding my understanding.
"Yes, Master, of course," I answer back reverently before feeling gentle fingers stroking through my hair.
"Now, with that unpleasantness behind us, I wish to greet you properly, my Pamela," I hear Godric's voice sound softly to leave me glancing up to see him crouched down before me, a tender smile formed over his youthful face.
"Godric," I answer back in elation upon feeling hauntingly familiar arms wrap around me tightly. A choked sob escapes me and bloody tears well within my eyes as I hold my returned Grandsire close. "It's you, you're really here," I sigh out, feeling gentle fingers combing through my hair.
"That I am, my Pamela and you have your new Mistress to thank for my miraculous return," he enlightens me, turning his dark head to send Sookie a fond smile. I gaze up at said woman in disbelief, seeing her golden head nod in affirmation of my Grandsire's words. Well, fuck me.
EPOV
The four of us are soon making our way towards the kitchen together; my child's face still stained crimson and etched in disbelief that I understand only too well. I can't say I was exactly surprised to hear the way she was tearing into Sookie upon our first arrival, but I truly hope the words of her Grandsire were enough to prevent such unpleasantness from rising between us again. Though, if her apparent elation upon seeing Godric back with us once more is any indicator, perhaps she will indeed heed our warnings.
"Eric?" Willa's soft voice sounds, breaking me free of my wandering thoughts before I motion her closer, a fond smile fixed upon my face.
"Willa, there's someone I'd very much like for you to meet," I tell her, seeing wide, russet eyes set upon Godric's peaceful face. "This, my child, is Godric, your Grandsire," I explain, watching her ebony head drop low before us.
"Grandsire," she greets softly to earn a fond smile from Godric.
"My child, such formal greetings are not necessary," he assures her, reaching out to lift her face before his own. "My, so young," he remarks, eliciting a wave of guilt from me before he sends me a telling look, one that assures me we will most certainly be discussing this later. "I deeply regret my absence from your life thus far, Young One, but I do hope my child has been treating you well."
"Yes," Willa answers back eagerly, sending me a genuine smile. "Eric's been great, Pam and Jess as well, they're like the family I never had," she informs him, earning a mirroring smile from me as Godric nods his approval.
"Yes, family, what an appropriate assessment," Godric answers back, earning a glowing smile from my newest progeny. "Though I do not believe I know this Jess person of whom you speak," he adds, sending Pam an inquiring gaze as she draws said woman closer.
"Godric, this is Jessica," Pam introduces the rather timid redhead to her Grandsire.
"Ah, Jessica, a pleasure," he greets, a smile forming over his face upon seeing Pam's cornflower eyes shining at said woman with obvious adoration. "You must be a remarkable woman indeed to have earned a place in my Pamela's heart," he adds fondly, earning a rather sheepish look from the redheaded vampiress.
"Oh, I don't know about all that," Jessica answers back with a smile. "But I'm glad to see you back," she adds earning a firm nod from Godric who sends our Sookie an endearing smile. "I can't remember the last time I saw Eric or Pam this happy and it's especially nice to see Sookie smiling once more," she remarks, sending Sookie a glowing smile.
"It's nice to be able to smile again," Sookie answers back, looking back and forth between Godric and myself, the bond between us practically bursting with love. The timer on the oven begins beeping then and Sookie's eyes widen before she's rushing to tend to the cooking food.
"Is there anything we can do to help?" I question, watching as Sookie pulls a steaming pan from the oven, a triumphant smile spread across her face.
"The boys help me set the table already, but if you want to grab some New Blood out of the fridge, we can get those heated up," Sookie informs me. I oblige her wishes and it's not long before everyone is settled around the large dining room table together; vampires with bottles of blood substitute and human's with Sookie's cooking.
The three of us are left retelling our tale to our newly arrived guests and excited discussion ensues over Sookie's wish, along with her light and what all this means for the three of us. Unsurprisingly, Jessica and Willa seem elated by what they hear, while Pam still seems to be somewhat skeptical of our tale. I suppose it may take her a while to come to terms with everything, but I suppose as much could be expected.
Jason remains rather quiet during our shared meal, his calculating gaze drifting from Godric and myself and back once more as he seems to be evaluating our place in his sister's life. His lover seems rather content with the situation though and upon overhearing his soft words of reassurance at Jason's ear, I find myself rather grateful for his presence in Sookie's kin's life.
Things seem to be progressing rather smoothly, all things considered, and I can't help but think this all may just work itself out after all. Thank Odin for that. And that's when my cell phone rings. I let out an unnecessary sigh, nearly deciding to ignore the call entirely before curiosity finds me digging my phone from my jean pocket. Roman.
Instantly, I'm on my feet, granting a parting kiss to both Godric and Sookie's heads before rushing outside to answer my brethren's call.
"Eric," Roman answers, his tone holding obvious stress. Fuck, this can't be good.
"Roman, I assume you found something," I answer back, preparing myself for the worst whilst cursing the fates for failing to grant us even a moment of well-deserved peace.
"Floki's team was able to track the baby vamps to their nest," he informs me.
"And their Maker?" I question, already fearing his response as I hear him let out a defeated sigh.
"He got away," he gravely informs me. "But not before Floki was able to identify him," he adds to leave my unbeating heart pinching in fear. "It was Ocella, Eric. Appius Livius Ocella is indeed alive and I need not explain to you just what that means," he states matter of factly as my now trembling knees find me kneeling upon dewy grass.
"He's coming," I answer back, my voice small, fearful as the face of the one vampire I'd truly hoped to never have to face ever again floats to the forefront of my mind. I hear Roman's voice go on to explain that he and Floki, along with an assembled team, will be coming to stand with us against my very oldest of foes, but I find myself only half listening to his reassurances before with a trembling digit, I end the call.
Appius Livius Ocella, the vampire with a reputation gruesome enough to send all other vampires running in fear is coming and there's not one fucking thing I can do to stop him.