Sorry it's been ages since an update guys, but this chapter is extra long just to make up for it. And you never know, there might be something interesting to shake things up a bit ;-) Review me on what you thought of this chapter, and I hope you enjoy!

Helaina OUT!

"Maybe the little rat has run off." Stan grunted as Isobel, Eric and himself walked through the corridors of the hotel. "Joined the fellowship themselves..."

Isobel gave him a warning glare. "Careful, Hugo is mine."

"Oh, please..." Stan chuckled. "If you cared about him so much we woulda been in that church hours ago."

"With no plan, no exit strategy. That's while you'll never be sheriff, Stan, you don't think."

"And you're too chicken shit to act." He retorted. He then turned to Eric who was standing in front of them, not saying a word. "And you... Fellowship has your maker, telepath and your Freyja, but still... you do nothing."

Eric had him pinned against a wall in a second, fangs bared and murder burning in his eyes. "Are you questioning my loyalties, Stan?"

"Just trying to return Godric to his rightful position." He said without blinking.

"Oh really? Cos I think you have another agenda." He released Stan and took a small step back. "Maybe you think starting a war with the fellowship will distract us from the truth. That you're so starved for power you murdered Godric for his title."

"That is a lie." Stan growled. "How dare you accuse me..."

Isobel placed a gentle hand on Eric, attempting to separate the two. "Eric, we don't know this, there's no proof."

"Not yet, but I will find it. And when I do... there will be no mercy. In the mean time, you two can stay here a quibble over his position. I'll run into that church and kill them all, I don't care." He turned from the both of them and started to leave. "If Godric is gone... Nothing will bring back what I have lost."

O~o~O

"Morning!" Steve Newlin bustled into the the underground cage he had left the three of them to rot in with a shit eating smile on his face. "Refreshments? How did y'all sleep?"

Sookie raised her head from the box she had leant her head on and glared at the man, her eyes still red from crying the night before. Newlin noticed this and soon after his eyes fell upon the young girl lying with a blanket covering her body, dried blood staining the middle of it.

"Now what a cryin' shame that is... Your fangbanger friend didn't even have time to repent for her sins. And I'm sure they were plentiful..."

"You killed her!" Sookie spat. "You call yourself Christian, but you're nothing more than a murderer! They're coming for us, ya know!"

"Yeah, well that's what I thought. I figured two pretty girl would have a couple of vamps running off to their rescue; even if the effort for that one is a bit futile. "He said, motioning towards Freyja's lifeless body. "Actually we were kinda hoping for it, weren't we Gabe?"

"Yes Sir, bring it on."

Newlin let out a happy sigh. "We're ready for them. We've been ready for a long time!"

"You're gunna get yourselves killed. That's not a threat, that's a fact."

"They got you all twisted up, haven't they?" He said sadly. "With their glamouring and their empty promises and their evil blood..."

"You're the ones who are twisted, you killed an eighteen year old girl! Jesus would be ashamed of you!"

Newlin chuckled. "Well I guess we're just gunna have to agree to disagree on that one. Now things got a little out of hand last night, and I apologize for that. I apologize for your friends death. I'm not the monster that the vampire lovin' media makes me out to be."

"Yeah right..."

"All I want from you is a couple of answers, then I'll be more than happy to feed you a nice warm breakfast and send you on your way."

Hugo looked up at this. "What do you wanna know."

Sookie stared at him. "Shut up!"

"Sookie we need to get outta here, just tell them what they want to know. Her name is Sookie Stackhouse, I'm Hugo Ericson and the girl over there was Freyja Northman."

"Hugo, no!"

"We were sent here by the vampire's of area nine to find their sheriff."

Newlin was quiet for a moment, before he whispered: "Sookie Stackhouse... Bon Temps?"

Sookie glared at him. "How do you know where I'm from?"

"You Jason Stackhouse's sister, am I right?"

"You know Jason? He's got nothing to do with this!"

Newlin took a deep breath before rising from his seat. "C'mon Gabe..."

Sookie pressed herself against the fence holding them in. "How do you know my brother?"

O~o~O

Sookie had been listening to Hugo rambling about how it was the logical choice for him to go to the fellowship for the past few minuets, and she had never wanted Bill by her side so bad...

"No, she's just been using me. The same way that Bill's been using you, and Eric's been using Freyja."

"You don't know Bill."

"I know how he and his friends are having you and an eighteen year old doing their dirty work, and look where it got her! I mean a telepath's gotta be a real trophy for a vampire."

"Shut up!"

"All they care about is their own kind, see that's why I joined the fellowship."

"That is not true!" Sookie spat. "Bill cares about me plenty, and I know that Eric cares for Freyja! And if the Newlins care so much about you, then how come you're still in here? Face it Hugo, you're nothing but a fangbanging traitor to them."

Hugo fell silent for a beat, before rising to his feet and moving over to the fencing. "Gabe? Gabe, she knows everything you can let me out now. Hey! Anybody! C'mon let me out!"

"Yep." Sookie said smugly. "You're so important to them, aren't 'cha?"

Silence fell between them as Hugo went and took his previous seat. They waited and waited for hours, Sookie staying as far away from Freyja's body as possible. Whenever she looked over in that direction she felt the tears begin to well up and sill over again. She needed to be strong right now.

Eventually they both heard the door open and looked over to see Gabe walking in.

"Hey..." Hugo said. "What happened to your face? Listen, she knows. Everything. Which never would have happened if you hadn't kept me down here with a god damn mind reader. I hope the reverend knows I'm gunna need protection now."

Neither of them saw the fist that connected suddenly with Hugo's face, causing Sookie to jump several feet in the air. "You want protection you fangbanging sac of shit?" Gabe snarled and he kicked him. Hard. "How's that for protection huh? Here's a little more protection for ya."

"Stop it!" Sookie yelled as she jumped onto the larger man's back, hoping to save poor Hugo. She was thrown very heavily into the wall, causing her to go limp and faal off off his back.

"You think you and your moron brother can make an ass outta me. Is that what you think, huh?"

Sookie struggled against him, pushing at his face with all her might. "Get your filthy hands off me!"

"Ah, what, our kind not good enough for ya? How about if I show you what you were missing?"

Sookie screamed at the top of her lungs as she was thrown to the floor and slapped, she didn't hear what he said, she could only feel his hands going up her dress. The next thing she knew he was off of her, in an instant. She turned herself around and saw a boy, he couldn't have been older than sixteen, holding Gabe away from her. She knew from his complexion he was vampire.

"Godric?"

Gabe was grunting from the strain of Godric holding him. "Godric it's me!"

Godric snarled as he snapped his neck like a twig. "You should not have come..." He said, looking over to Sookie. Then something else caught his attention, they heard another vampire coming in their direction.

"Bill!" Sookie said hopefully.

"No." Godric smiled. "I'm here, my child. Down here."

Before Sookie even had time to blink, Eric was in the room and moving to kneel by Godric's feet.

"You were a fool for sending humans after me..."

"I had no other choice, but I did not send them alone. I sent-." It was then that he realised Freyja was not with Sookie. "Where is she?"

Godric frowned and looked over to the blonde human, who's features began to crumble as she looked in the corner of the cell. Both of the vampires followed her line of sight.

"No." Eric said stiffly. He rose from the ground and moved over to the cloth covered body, grabbing the top of it and pulling it down to reveal her paler than usual face. Eric was hunched over her body, staring at her intently as Godric walked up behind him.

"What. Happened." Eric growled.

"She-uh-she was attacked. By Gabe, when she was looking around. She was... She was shot in the heart." Sookie sniffed, wiping away her tears. "I am so sorry, Eric."

"Enough." He snapped, his voice broken. "I thought I had lost you, Godric. I thought I was never going to see you again. But now... Now I've lost her."

Godric placed a hand on his progeny's shoulder, easing him up and away from Freyja's lifeless body.

"Godric, what are you-."

"Ssh." He hushed, kneeling down beside Freyja. He placed his hand behind her neck, lifting her up and resting her head on his lap. He brushed some of her loose strands of hair away from her face, and smiled. "She looks far older than I now. I remember when she was just a child." He then raised his wrist up to his mouth and bit down, but instead of placing his wrist directly over her mouth he instead took the blood inside of his. Godric leant down and gently placed his lips over hers, allowing the blood to pass through to her. He repeated this once more before taking his lips away and kissing her once, leaning his forehead against hers. "Now is not your time, Freyja. So wake up."

Freyja's eyes shot open as she inhaled a large amount of air. She breathed deeply for a few moments, allowing her eyesight to readjust and her breathing to even out. "Godric!" She grinned, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing. "I thought we'd lost you."

"We thought exactly the same." He smiled playfully, helping her to her feet.

She returned the smile then turned to Eric, who was staring at her like nothing she had seen before. He looked angry.

"Eric, I-."

Before she could finish what she was about to say she was encased in a very large Viking hug. "I thought you were dead."

Freyja hugged him back gently, unused to this kind of affection from him in front of others. "Hey, you're not getting rid of me that easily. Neither of you are."

Eric pulled away with a smirk. "I should hope not."

Sookie couldn't stand on the side any longer, she ran over and wrapped the teenager in her arms. I am so sorry Freyja, I am so glad you're alive."

Freyja laughed. "Yeah. You and me both." She pulled away from the blonde and looked her up and down. "Jesus, what happened to you?"

Sookie grew silent, neatening her dress and looking over sheepishly at Gabe's body.

Freyja managed to put two and two together. "Oh no he did not!" She spat, moving over to his and kicking him futilely in the ribs. "You utter. Utter. Scumbag!" She kicked him once more for good measure. "I hope you rot in hell!"

"We need to get out of here." Sookie interjected. "Godric they were planning on burning you tonight."

"I am well aware of their plans." He said calmly. "But you are right, it is time for us to leave now."

"How long has it been since you last fed?" Eric asked.

"I require very little blood anymore."

Blue light began to flash, followed by a sharp sounding alarm.

"Save the human." Godric instructed. "And get Freyja out of here, she is still weak. Go on."

Eric shook his head. "I am not leaving you."

"Neither am I." Freyja stated.

"I can take care of myself."

"We have to go!" Sookie cut in.

The two vampires and Freyja looked at each other, before Godric said: "Spill no blood on your way out. Go."

Both Freyja and Eric took this as a final command, and they weren't one to disobey Godric, so they ushered Sookie out of the room and quickly followed her. But not before Freyja kiised Godric on the cheek. "Be careful." She whispered.

He gave her a small smile and returned the kiss. "I always am. Now go."

Freyja gave him one last look before following the others up the stairs.

She could see that they had paused at the door.

"I could have you out in seconds." Eric said.

"There's kids out there."

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

Sookie gave him a look. "Why didn't you bring bill with you?"

"His attachment to you is irrational." He explained. "It clouds his judgement. He would kiil every child in this church just to save you."

"Why aren't you?"

Eric turned to look at her. "I'm following Godric's orders and getting you two out., that is all."

"He's your maker, isn't he?"

"Don't use words you don't understand."

"You got a lot of love for him."

Eric paused, looking away. "Don't use words I don't understand."

Sookie looked over to Freyja to gauge her reaction to what Eric had just said, but there was none. Freyja knew Eric, she knew the way he worked. She also knew that love was a foreign concept to him. It was for the both of them.

Eric had begun to walk out from the doorway, but Freyja could still clearly see there were people out there holding stakes. "Eric!" She jumped. "No!"

He turned to her, leaning in close till his lips were only inches from her ear. "Trust me." He whispered, before leaving the doorway once and for all.

Freyja and Sookie watched as he talked to the three guys for a few moments, next thing they knew one of the guys was swinging a stake towards him. Sookie was about to scream a warning when Freyja leapt out from behind and knocked the guy out with a roundhouse kick. Eric was quick to take care of the rest. Freyja turned just as Eric had some kid pinned up against the wall. "Eric." She warned. "Remember what Godric said, no blood."

She could see that Eric really wanted to kill this guy, and if she was honest she really did as well, but eventually he threw the stake to the ground and let the kid run off.

They went to leave the front but the kid warned that they would never make it through the amount of people, so they opted for the sanctuary instead.

"Where's the exit?"

"Back that way." Sookie pointed.

"There a several exits, actually." Steve Newlin's voice called out as he stepped out from the shadows. "But the easiest one takes you straight to hell." He spied Freyja and frowned. "No didn't we kill you, little missy?"

"Obviously not well enough." She spat.

"Witchcraft!" He called out, as the doors began to open.

Dozens of people then began to pour into the room, leaving them completely trapped and unable to kill a single on of them.

"Let us leave!" Sookie called out. "Save yourselves, no one has to die!"

"The war has begun, you evil whore of Satan. You vampires cast the first stone by killing my family. The lines have been drawn, you're either with us, or against us. We are prepared for Armageddon."

"The vampire you're holding prisoner got away. He's a sheriff, he's bout to call for help!"

"I'm not concerned with Godric. Any vampire will do for our grand celebration, and we got one right here."

Freyja tensed immediately, moving an inch to Eric protectively. Eric looked down at her and kissed the top of her head. "I'll be fine." He started to move away from her, but Freyja wasn't going to let it all end that quickly.

"No!" She yelled, grabbing onto him. "No, I am not going to let you die. I wont!"

"Freyja, if he doesn't have me then he'll kill you." He paused. "I've already lost you once today."

"Brothers and sisters." Newlin's voice cut through the pair of them. "There will be a holy bonfire at dawn."

Eric was then hauled away from Freyja. She was held back by several other buffoons while she watched Eric be silvered to the table. "No!" She shouted. "No, take me instead! Please, please, just let him go!"

Steve chuckled. "Well it seems we have a volunteer. A volunteer who somehow managed to cheat death itself. A consort with the devil. A witch!"

Freyja snorted. "Don't compare me to those bitches, I'm something much more exciting."

Newlin frowned at her. "Then what are you?"

She glared at him through the strands of her that had fallen in front of her face. "I'm your worst nightmare."

She was suddenly cut of as she screamed while someone wrapped a thick chain of silver around her neck to shut her up. What they didn't expect was the burning flesh that came with it.

"No!" Eric croaked. "Leave... Her..."

"You see, Just as our lord, our saviour, was betrayed for thirty pieces of silver, a few ounces of silver can betray a child of Satan to the world!"

Freyja was then dragged up to where Eric lay and placed next to him, while Sookie yelled about how nonsensical it all was. The table was large enough for the both of them, and Freyja had just the right amount of movement to be able to grasp Eric's hand in her own. He looked her her and squeezed back with what little strength he had.

"I offer myself..." Eric managed. "I offer myself for Godric's freedom, and for the girls. Both of them."

Newlin nodded his head. "That's noble, but they're just as culpable as you are." He pointed a finger to Sookie. "She is a traitor to her race." Then to Freyja. "And she isn't even human. She's an abomination and will join you when the sun rises."

Eric growled at him, but Freyja dragged his attention her way. "I would rather burn in the sun with you, than leave you to burn yourself."

"Sookie!"

Freyja rolled her eyes. "Oh, great, the cavalry's here... If we weren't fucked before, we certainly are now..."

Newlin ordered for bill to be chained up, leaving Freyja to wonder if he was going to fit on the table with them, when suddenly a voice boomed through the room calling out Steve Newlin. The next second he dropped his gun and shook his hand in pain.

"Let her go, fuckwad!"

The next few seconds were a blur for Freyja. She could feel the weakness creep up in her, and she could feel the silver working its way though her blood. Her mind was clouded as she felt the silver being lifted from her, as she head Stan storm through the doors, and as Godric's gentle voice echoed through the room.

"I am older than your Jesus. I wish I could have known him, but I missed it."

Freyja managed a pained laugh at that. She reminded herself to high five Godric on that one later.

"Speak of the devil... "She murmured, as Godric walked over to her.

"Little one." He said softly. "You do always manage to find yourself in trouble, don't you."

"You can't call me little any more." She said, her voice going higher as if she were drunk or extremely high. "I'm bigger than you now!"

Godric chuckled, taking her into his arms. "True, but you will always be little to me. Now let's go."

Eric walked over to them before they left. "Freyja, are you-."

"She is weak." Godric dead panned. "She may be what she is, but all life comes to an end if it has no subsistence." He looked down at the now unconscious girl with gentle features. "She has not fed in days, I can tell. And now she has been injured with bullets and with silver. She needs to truly feed. If she does not, then I am not sure what will become of her..."

Eric's face had turned to stone as he watched Godric walk past her. "What are you going to do? Let her feed from some human? She is too weak."

Godric paused in his steps, but he did not turn back. "I know. That is why she is going to feed from me."