This chapter was actualy mostly the dream I had last night after watching all of True Blood seaons 1 over again - yeah for snow days. I hope you enjoy it.
Thanks to the reivewers of this chapter: Bia( yup she is, hope you like this chaper.), MANDERS21(Thnx)and aurora151989( I know epic, right?)
Warning: This story has a bit of mild violence and sexual content. Rating might go up later.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the tv show True Blood or from Mrs. Harris' novels, however Clareese and the idea behind her are mine.
Impossible Possibilities
"Yes Godric, it is me," she said. She walked down from her perch on the wall of the roof and let her hand brush his cheek. "No, you are not dead yet. Yes, I am alive and here," she said kissing his cheek.
She knew that Godric wouldn't believe that she was alive for a little bit but she would just have to convince him otherwise. She was here and saving his life. He was just lucky that she had seen him just in time or he would have really screwed up the whole good part of the future.
"I'll explain everything, but first let's go inside. You might be peachy keen on becoming friends with the sun and all but I really would rather not have to face God just yet," she offered.
Godric just looked at her with shocked eyes. He was frozen in his shock so the slight nod he gave her she took as a yes. She let her hand find his and she led him towards the stairs. She looked back at the girl who was staring at her as she descended the stairs.
"You are welcome to come to, in fact, if you could get Eric that would be a great help." Clareese said with a warm smile.
The girl just nodded blankly and followed them down the stairs. At the bottom she went one way while they went another. She led Godric back to his suite, having seen which one it was and took the key card out of his pocket. She knew that she would have to explain a whole lot and she was ready for that. She would have to wait for Eric to come though; she really didn't want to have to make her way through her story twice.
In the room she let Godric sit down and she paced the room. The whole while, she was eying Godric up, taking in all of the differences since the last time she had seen him. His hair was cut short and he wore different clothing. She could see that his boyish spark was gone but she knew that his tattoos were still under his light linen shirt. With those tattoos, were the memories of his past. She would be able to give him his kick back and end his pain if he let her. She would understand if he wanted nothing to do with her but she just had to save him. The thought of him dyeing killed a part of her that she didn't want to lose.
She had changed a bit too since he had last seen her. Instead of wearing beautiful long dresses, she wore dark tight jeans and a dark purple tank top. She had a black leather jacket on and an old black top hat on. It would have looked odd on anyone else but she had always had to ability to make any outfit work.
The soft padding of her black leather boots on the carpeted floor was the only thing to be heard. She kept on pacing the room, unable to stop for more than a few minutes. Godric was still in too much shock to speak but she could tell that from the look in his eyes, he was starting to wrap his head around her being alive.
A soft knock on the door was heard and Eric, the girl and another vampire entered the room. Oh good, she would have an audience to see her weep through her story. She would just have to stay calm then. It would be hard but it would be a lot better than being a spectacle and bawling her eyes out like a baby.
"What have you done to your hair Eric?" she asked with a gasp.
His long beautiful hair was cut short and she could see hints of coloring in it. She would honestly have to meet the vampire that he had let do his hair. In all her time with him, the one thing he had not let her change was his hair style even if it had been so out of style.
"Clareese, what?!? How? You are dead! I saw, you burnt, and were staked!" Eric said with a mix of anger and joy. It was obvious that he didn't know whether to chid the girl or scoop her up in his arms.
"Good to see you too father," Clareese said with a slight hint of sarcasm.
"You have to explain yourself," Godric said , to the shock of everyone especially Clareese. He almost sounded mad.
"I will of course. Please all make yourselves comfortable. I have a long story to tell you all. Miss... and your friend, you don't have to stay if you are tired. You will be kept up for quite a while," Clareese said.
"It's Sookie and this is Bill. We would like to listen too if you don't mind," the human girl said sitting down on the couch with her vampire beau.
Clareese nodded and let them stay. She went on to tell her story. She took her place at the head of the room so she could walk around a bit if she wanted.
It was the night of the mob. Clareese was woken up in the middle of her rest by an eerie feeling and a vivid vision of what would come to pass this night. Totally affright, the girl woke up and left her coffin risking the rays of light that might hit her and burn her skin.
She looked around her room for something that might replace her in her coffin and found the almost human size doll that she had gotten from Eric recently. Its skin was pale and hair golden. It was in short, perfect. She put it in her coffin, knowing that they would stick it before they could get a good look at it and looked for a place to sleep before she was burnt alive. She found a trap door under the rug that was under her bed and crawled in there. She fell asleep until twilight. She lay in her hiding spot until the mob was out of the house.
She looked out at the window to see if it was clear for her to leave the house safely. She saw Eric and Godric looking painfully sad. They got up and left the fire that was burning 'her'. She knew that she should go after them but didn't. They seemed to get along so well without her getting in the way. They had just been fighting over her since she had been turned. It was all her fault really. She decided to stay away so that she would not cause any more trouble.
She stayed away for as long as she could, living her own life. It was easy enough, her looks got her most of the things she wanted and needed to survive. Money was never an issue, she found ways to get enough to buy whatever she wanted and live comfortably. It really was easy to hid her existence since she was alone. She developed her abilities until she had mastered her foresight and was able to use and focus it at will.
Only over the past few years had she let herself watch over her father and love. When she saw that Godric was going to kill himself, she lost it. She decided that she needed to put an end to his madness. As it turns out, she had arrived in the nick of time, saving him from ceasing to exist.
And that brings us to now, "she concluded. "Any questions?"
"Only one, how did you ever get it into your head that it was all your fault?" Eric said softly.
"You were always fighting over me. I couldn't bare it any longer. And look at you now, you two are happy, within reason, so my absence did its part," Clareese said.
Godric disappeared from his seat and was in front of her in a second. His hands grabbed her by the shoulders and he said softly," It was our fault you silly girl. We are jealous men that are doomed to fight over an angel on earth. Nothing was your fault; it will never ever be your fault."
The blond vampire shivered at the touch of her love and she desperately needed more than a touch.
"Well I can see that we should leave you two alone," Sookie said, taking Bill with her. "I guess we'll talk to you later."
Eric looked at the two young people and nodded. It didn't bother him this time. He wanted them to do as they pleased; they earned it after not seeing each other for this long.
"Don't stay up too long, we'll have a long night," he said with a slight smirk leaving the room.
Clareese looked at Godric and Godric looked at Clareese.
"I can't believe the impossible is possible after all," Godric whispered before kissing Clareese bitter-sweetly on the cheek.