"Eric you have a call."

Eric turned to his child Pam who had walked in behind the bar. Eric was seated in front of it dining on one of his employees. He had grown quite tired of the blood bags he had hired. He needed fresh bodies. He let go of the girl waving his hand at her, gesturing for her to get lost. She immediately picked up her apron and scurried off to the other side of the club. Pam's eyes followed her in disgust. She hated that particular human with a certain passion. If it weren't for the new rules brought out when the revolution of vampires was announced, she would have drained that girl a long time ago. She couldn't stand her arrogance.

"Who is it Pam? Can you not handle a simple phone call?"

"It is your maker."

Eric looked up at her and immediately stood up and rushed to his office, fearing that he had left Godric waiting long enough. He would not be happy with him for taking his precious time getting to the phone. Eric closed the door behind him and rushed to his desk. He picked up the phone and crushed it to his ear.

"Yes Godric?"

"How is Sookie?"

"She is fine, physically. I would've liked to say she has her nose buried in books like good little girls should but unfortunately I cannot."

"What are talking about Eric?"

He could tell that Godric was growing impatient with him. He took a seat at the desk and allowed the chair to recline back. He placed his feet on the table.

"She has taken it upon herself to find employment."

Godric was silent for a moment. Eric knew that he didn't like the idea of Sookie working at all. Godric was an old vampire and any human beliefs he still had were going to be pretty old as well. Therefore he did not believe that women should work, in this case, he didn't believe Sookie needed to. He would have sent her whatever money she thought she needed, or wanted for that matter.

"And has she…found employment?'

"Yes. She works at a local bar in Bon Temp. She is a barmaid."

"I beg your pardon."

Eric heard the anger in Godric's voice and smiled at the thought of him being angry at Sookie. Maybe now he would see that she is only human and to insignificant to be with him.

"And you are allowing this Eric? I thought I told you that she is to be protected? You know what I mean when I say protection. That includes any drunken humans. And no human of mine will work in such a degrading place."

"I have tried speaking with her about your uneasiness about the situation. But she has a since of superiority about her. She thinks she doesn't have to answer to anyone."

Godric didn't say anything. He would be contradicting himself if he did. After all, he wanted it to be that way. It was what turned him on to her the most in the first place.

"No matter I will let it slide for now. But Eric keep an eye on her."

"I will."

"And be a little nicer. I sensed something through my bond with her the other night. She was unhappy and it appeared that her source of sadness came from you, again. Not to mention I felt a surge of anger in the bond that you and I share, which can only lead me to the conclusion that she angered you and you did something to hurt her."

"Godric since when did you start caring about the feelings of humans, or feelings at all for that matter. She means nothing and is nothing, when are you going to see that?"

"She means something to me Eric." Godric hissed. "Is there anything else going on that I need to know about?"

"No, except rumor has gotten around Bon Temps and the surrounding areas that Sookie and Jason Stackhouse got into it not too long ago, shortly before you left in fact."

"What do you mean when you say 'got into it'?"

"They got in a fight or argument of sorts."

"I didn't see any signs of distress with Sookie."

Then Godric dismissed his thoughts. He remembered that Sookie had been severely drunk the night before he left. He had thought it was unusual for her to be drinking like that. She didn't seem like the type. He had shrugged it off as normal teenage hormones. He should have asked her if anything was wrong.

"You wouldn't have, they say that he only smacked her, smacked her pretty good, but not enough to leave a long mark."

Godric could feel his blood begin to boil. How dare anybody put their hands on what was his. He didn't care if that was Sookie's brother or not.

"Any way Godric, the boy Jason took to drinking that night and let it slip that his sister was seeing a vampire. Word travels fast in these backwater towns. If the information gets into the wrong hands; vampire or human, neither you nor Sookie are safe. There are a lot of religious fanatics out here. You and I both know of what humans like that are capable of doing to girls like Sookie. She is no longer safe. There is only so much that I can do. No human would go after her at night, they would be too afraid of a vampire being with her. They would wait until day and then take her."

"It won't take long either." Godric added mostly to himself. "Do they know which vampire she is with?"

"No but they've been asking the boy for an identity. It won't take long either, you and I have both seen it happen; one human consorts with one of us and the rest of them think they deserve to die. It happens down here more often than not."

"Yes precautions will need to be taken."

"What kind of precautions?"

Godric ignored his child's question.

"Not now Eric, you will hear from me again shortly. Watch her."

"You know I will. But what are you…"

There was a click and Eric was left staring at the phone in his hand. Godric was never one for prolonged goodbyes. But even still he couldn't help but feel a little abandoned, and he couldn't help but think of how much this infamous Sookie Stackhouse was beginning to piss him off. He would definitely be paying her a visit. It wasn't going to be safe for her and she was going to abide by Eric's rules as long as Godric was absent from her side. No one, especially a human, was going to upset and worry his maker.