Moving to his feet, Godric could hear the commotion. He could sense that she was close. He could hear her protesting. He didn't stay on his feet for long, the UV light shining down on him and causing him to grunt in pain. He was on his knees, cowering like a scared animal. He felt horrific. He was in pain. Godric was able to stand pain, but not like this. He continued groaning as he managed to peer upwards, seeing Amelia being dragged toward him by two men.

"Get the hell off of me!" she snapped loudly as she tried to push them from her, but she failed miserably. Instead one of them pulled the door to the cell open and shoved her in as her eyes finally saw Godric. "What are you doing to him?" she demanded as she saw steam rising from his body. Bending down, she threw her body over his and Godric almost whimpered in slight relief.

She was here. Amelia was back with him. She was back where she belonged.

The light finally went down as the cell door locked once more and Godric took deep breaths in relief. He slowly began to uncurl himself from his ball as Amelia removed her weight from him. She knelt back, sitting on her knees as she moved her hands along his back and to his shoulders once he was sat up and looking at her.

"Amelia," he whispered her name.

"Are you okay?" she asked from him, reaching out a hand to roam his cheek. "What is going on?"

"I need to get you out of here," Godric said quickly and moved to his feet, offering her his hand and hauling her upwards as he looked around. The bars were made of silver. He could have no chance of breaking them. He kept hold of her hand as he paced the cell. It was only when she tugged on his hand did he stop, turning to look back to her as she watched him.

"Hey," she said in a soft voice, "I missed you."

Godric allowed himself a moment to indulge in his emotions as he nodded, bending down and kissing her chastely. He pulled back after a moment, his forehead resting on hers as her eyes opened wide and she peered up to him.

"I missed you too, my love," he responded in a gentle voice. "I saw what happened on the news. I sent Nora to rescue you…knowing that if I went then my actions might be reprehensible."

"She did rescue me," Amelia said as Godric tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Her and some others anyway. She told me that she needs you to join her. She explained the Sanguinista movement…told me that…well…they wanted you to join because of your power."

"I will never join them. They intend to use you as leverage," Godric said, "but I will find a way out of here. I will not let them hurt you."

"Hey," Amelia said to him as he began looking around again and she moved a hand to his cheek, dragging his gaze back to her. "Godric, I don't mind if you have to turn me. You know that. If it keeps us alive then you have to do it. There is no other option."

"There is always an option," he responded. "I have no intention of turning you under force and not like this…not because my progeny threatened me. No. I will not settle."

"I am not seeing many options here," Amelia said to him, but Godric was not listening. It was only as his hand skimmed down to her fingers did he feel the missing ring. He looked down and Amelia followed his gaze before he held her hand up and peered down at it. "My father took it…it is locked up somewhere in Daniel's safe. I couldn't stop them."

"I will get it back," Godric said, his jaw locking as he thought about it being taken from her. "It will be back where it belongs soon enough."

"They gave me another one, but I tossed it as soon as Nora rescued me," Amelia said. "She seemed nice, Godric. I do not understand why she would do this."

"I believe she has been led astray," Godric admitted to her.

"Well she was nice when she came for me and then went all kinds of crazy," Amelia murmured and released Godric's hand and moved around the cell, touching the bar. She assumed they were silver, meaning that Godric could do nothing.

"There is still some of the old Nora inside of her," Godric promised Amelia. "The bars are silver if that is what you were wondering. If I go anywhere near them then I burn…or they put the UV light on. Either way, they make certain I cannot get out."

"They're torturing you," Amelia said, turning her head over her shoulder and looking back at him as he shrugged, not entirely bothered about his own life at that moment in time. Moving toward her, he placed his hand on the small of her back as she turned around fully, her hands going to hold his upper arms. "Just do it, Godric."

"No," Godric said, voice light and high as he moved to wipe his thumb over her cheekbone. "I am thinking of how to deal with this."

It was only then when Godric looked outside of the cell, hearing the door to the prison open. He moved hastily, pushing Amelia behind his body. Standing in front of her, he moved to hold onto her waist as she tried to stand beside him. He refused to permit her through, preferring to keep her back. Moving to stand in front of him, he saw Nora.

Her eyes were red, blood streaming down her cheeks as she watched Godric and he eyed her with caution, uncertain if he could trust her after everything that had happened. He was not entirely convinced that he could.

"Do you love her?"

Nora's question almost caused him to groan.

"I am not-"

"-Do you love her like you love me and Eric?" she interrupted him.

He kept his gaze level and his face passive, not wanting to give anything away. Biting down on his lip, he took a moment before shaking his head.

"I love you and Eric very much, Nora…but not in the same way I love Amelia. You are my children. I created you…I made you…Amelia is different. She is my fiancée, Nora. I want to marry her…bind myself to her…do you not understand that?"

"I…no," Nora admitted to him. "I have never found anyone I wanted to bind myself to."

"Perhaps one day you will," Godric said, "and only then will you understand what you are doing right now."

"I just want you to join us."

"That will never happen," Godric said to Nora. "And somewhere deep down I know that you do not agree with what is happening here. You do not agree with any of it."

"We intend to drink Lillith's blood this evening. Come with us and see the power she has. See that it is right to join the Sanguinista movement. I can have someone guard Amelia and keep her safe."

"No," Godric said and sat down on the cot. "I have no desire to join you."

"Eric is coming."

Godric remained still as Amelia moved to lean against the bar on the other side of the cell, glaring at Nora and hoping that the woman could see just how royally fed up she was with what was happening. Godric spoke again, his voice low and gentle.

"Eric can do as he pleases, but I shall not join you."

"Godric-"

"-No," Godric interrupted her. "If that is the sole reason why you came here then you have had a wasted visit. Please leave."

"But-"

"-I am still your maker," Godric seethed, voice low and dangerous as his hands clenched into fists and Amelia arched a brow in his direction. He turned to the side, his gaze turning dark as he let it settle on Nora. "Do not make me command you. Now. Leave."

Nora scurried off, a hand over her mouth as she sobbed and Amelia went to sit down next to Godric. Resting a hand on his, she let her head fall onto his shoulder as he squeezed her fingers in his cold grip. She said nothing further, choosing to keep silent as Godric pressed a kiss to the top of her head. He was hurt. Nora had hurt him. But more than that, he was angry with the situation he found himself in. He was so very angry.

….

Eric felt drunk. He felt like he had too much alcohol and that was a feeling he had not experience in years, perhaps since he was a human. He had seen the damage and destruction that they had done in the club. The members of the Authority had gone to a nightclub and had drained everyone. Eric had been complicit, watching on as they did that. Their reign of destruction only continued into the night as Eric slowly regained his senses. What was he doing? This was not him. This was not what he believed.

As the night wore on and the Authority spoke about destroying a Tru Blood factor, Eric snuck away, unaware that Nora had seen him. He stumbled back to the Authority's headquarters, wandering into the empty building before going down to the basement. The guard was easy to kill, Eric staking him with a device he had picked up in the small hallway before the cells.

Moving into the cells, Godric pressed a button to open the door to Godric's cell. His maker cautiously walked out, looking down to see Eric stood there. Amelia bounded out after him, bumping into Godric as she peered over his shoulder.

"What have you done, Eric?" Godric asked, seeing the pile of blood on the floor as Amelia wrinkled her nose.

"That smells so bad," she complained.

Rolling his eyes, Eric moved forward, shoulders hunched. "I just came to rescue you and you are complaining?"

"You came to rescue me?"

"I came to rescue my maker, you just happen to be here."

"So sweet," Amelia muttered as Godric took her hand and began to move forwards.

"We need to go," Godric said, "before the others find out what has happened. We need to get out of here."

"And we will," Eric said, "but I wouldn't worry about them. They are out and drunk on Lillith's blood. I have to admit, the taste is sweet and I still feel slightly woozy."

"Whatever they are doing is not right, Eric."

"I saw," Eric said. "I saw what they did and I agree, Godric, but Nora is still my sister. She is still your progeny. We have to help her."

"I know," Godric said, "but I cannot do that here. I need to take Amelia away. Nora is not lost, but I do not know how we can reach out to her."

"Let me," Eric said to him. "Let me stay and bring her home, Godric. Let me bring her back."

"If you stay here then what do you think they will do? They will know that you freed us."

"I can adhere myself to them," Eric said. "I will think of an excuse, but I cannot leave her, Godric. I cannot do that to her. You need to go and take your little human somewhere where they won't find you."

"You know where."

"I know," Eric responded.

Amelia frowned. "Do I know?"

"You know very little," Eric said to her and she merely glared at him. "Come on, Godric. Trust me."

"I do," Godric said. "I just want you to be safe."

"Godric, can we go?" Amelia asked him, beginning to feel anxious about being out of the cell but still inside of the building. He looked down to her and he nodded once.

"Nora will not let anything happen to me," Eric said and Godric nodded, clasping Eric on the shoulder as he looked up to him. "Take her and get away from here."

"Thank you," Godric said sincerely and Amelia looked to the vampire as she stood beside Godric.

It took her a moment before she nodded at him and coughed into her fist. "Thanks, Eric."

"Don't be getting sentimental on me now," Eric warned her. "I'll begin to think you care."

"And we wouldn't want that," Amelia muttered and she swore she saw Eric's lips quirk upwards before she moved away with Godric and he watched the two of them go, knowing that he still had to save his sister.

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A/N: Do let me know what you think!