Amelia had sat in the back of the cab and fretted as she spoke with Godric. She had begged him to let her call her mother. She had to make sure that she was safe with Jack. She knew that they were both in Italy. She knew that they were both happy and madly in love. If her father had done anything to ruin that then Amelia vowed that she would get her revenge. She would destroy her father for everything that had done. She detested that man. She detested him more than anything.

"Amelia, we need to keep moving," Godric said to her, intending on getting to the airport as quickly as possible. Godric had a plan. He knew that he had to get Amelia as far away as possible from the remaining Authority members. She had to ensure that they could not find her. He had the perfect place. But he did not intend to stay with her. He had to come back and help his progeny. He would see that she was on the flight and ensure that she had security on the other end.

"Godric, if my father thinks that I have left voluntarily then he will hurt my mum. He has eyes on her. Please, Godric. Just let us pull over and I can call her. I have my cell in my bra. Please."

"What is your cell doing there?"

"I didn't want my father to take it from me," she shrugged. "He would never look down there. Please, just pull over and let me call her if you are so worried my phone is being tracked."

Godric sighed and nodded once. He demanded the driver pull over at the nearest pay phone and remained thankful that he had his wallet on him through everything. He demanded for the driver to wait for them until Amelia had called her mother. She launched herself from the car before it had completely stopped and Godric almost scolded her for being reckless. He kept his thoughts in check, however. He kept quiet and followed her to the phone, watching her punch numbers into the machine as Godric fed it quarters.

Once she had finished, she waited with patience as it began to ring. Rocking back and forth on her heels, she felt her entire body shake with fear as she waited for her mother to pick up. She had to pick up.

"Hello?"

It was a man's voice.

"Jack?" Amelia checked.

"Amelia?" he asked her back.

"Thank God, Jack we don't have much time-"

"-We just saw the news," Jack interrupted. "Your mother has being going mad with worry. What are you doing back with him?"

"It wasn't voluntarily," Amelia informed him. "Listen, Jack, we don't have much time. I need you to listen to me. My father has someone watching you both. He needed me to come back with him to help get his political career back on track. He said he would hurt you if I didn't and I went with him. Anyway, I am free now and with Godric…but you both need to get out. You need to go into hiding and be careful."

"Is that her?" Amelia could hear her mother's voice ask and she sighed gently. She did not have time to repeat all of this. Godric was already growing agitated as he kept looking up and down the dark and empty street. Marianna took the phone from Jack and spoke in hushed tones.

"Amelia, what is happening?"

"I explained to Jack, but mom you need to get out. Dad knows where you are. He has people watching you. Listen to me, you need to run and get away from wherever you are."

"Amelia, are you okay?"

"No," Amelia admitted and Godric looked down to her as he saw her bow her head, her gaze flashing to her finger that had once held his ring, but was no empty. "But I will be when this is over. Please, just talk to Jack and go. Call me whenever you are away."

"How will I know who to call?"

"I have my cell," Amelia said. "It is turned off at the moment, but I will transfer the sim to a new cell."

"Amelia, you are scaring me-"

"-Because I am scared," Amelia said to her mother. "You know what father can do. You know he is twisted. Just please, get away and do it discreetly. Promise me."

"I promise," Marianna said without missing a beat. "Are you safe? Is Gordric with you?"

"I have Godric," Amelia promised her mother. "I love you, mom. I will talk to you soon."

"I love you too, darling."

Hanging up, Amelia nodded once as Godric took hold of her hand, squeezing it tightly as he led her back to the cab, his gaze flitting around to ensure that they had not been followed.

…

The sun would rise in another few hours and by then Amelia would be on a plane miles away from America. She would be safe and Godric would not have to panic. Looking to his private jet, he nodded once he saw Jared stood there and waiting. He had called his favoured bodyguard for Amelia and asked him to take her to his safe house. Jared had agreed, seeming to care for Amelia enough to do as Godric had asked of him.

"Amelia," Godric spoke as she nodded to Jared and began walking to the plane. Catching her by her forearm, Godric whirled her around and gathered her into his arms as she placed her hands on his shoulders. He watched her search his gaze, clearly wondering what was going on

"What is it?" she asked him.

"I cannot go," Godric said to her, voice low and soft as her eyes widened. "My love, I cannot come with you."

"What?" Amelia asked him. "Godric, you have to come with me. My father will be looking for you and those batshit crazy Lillith worshippers will be onto you too."

"I know," Godric said to her, his voice hoarse as he moved a hand to cup her cheek, holding it gently. "But I cannot leave Eric. I cannot leave him to deal with Nora and the consequences. I will find a way to deal with this and I will come for you."

"No," Amelia whispered, but Godric heard the lack of defiance in her voice. She knew that he was going to do this. She knew that he had to do this. He had to protect his children. There was no other way. This was the only thing that he could think of doing. He said nothing for a few moments, simply bending down to kiss her for a brief moment, the motion tender and light.

"I'm sorry," Godric whispered to her. "But I have to do this. I have to go and help them. My bond is strong with them and they need me."

"But what…Godric…I hate to play the what if game, but what if something happens to you?" Amelia said, clutching onto his shoulders as he saw her eyes begin to tear up. "I can't do this without you."

"My love, I will endeavour to return you," Godric promised her. "You are the one thing that has seen me through so much. You are my everything…you are my future…but Eric and Nora are my past. They are my past and I cannot leave them."

"I know," was all Amelia offered, knowing how much Godric loved them. It just hurt her that she was powerless to help him. "Tell that stupid Viking that I hate him for dragging you into this."

Godric managed a small smile. "Believe me, my love, I will let you tell him yourself," he said. "Now go. Jared will be with you the whole time. He knows where you are going and he has money…passports…he has everything you need."

"And where are we going?"

"Eric has a farm in Sweden. No one knows of its existence. We have been using the house there as a safe house for many centuries," Godric informed her. "No one will know you are there. I will come and join you as soon as I can."

Nodding, Amelia agreed with him. She suspected she was in no position to argue, but she wanted to try. "Is there nowhere else I can stay? Just to be close…or try to help…"

"No, my love," Godric said. "I need you far away. The further away the better. Your father…the Authority…I need you where they cannot get you. Please, do this for me."

"I don't want to you. You know that, don't you?"

Godric smiled at that. "I know," he said to her with a gentle nod. "But you have to do it."

Amelia remained silent and reached for Godric once more, clasping hold of his cheeks and kissing him forcefully. Godric returned the motion, arms wrapping tightly around her before he pulled back and looked down to her. "Be safe," he urged from her.

"You are the one who needs to be safe," she demanded from him.

"Go," Godric said, voice stern as he urged her to the plane with a nod of his chin. Her warmth was soon gone from his grip. She moved over to the plane and greeted Jared, giving him a brief hug. He let her go up the steps to the plane first before throwing a look to Godric, a short nod of his head. Amelia turned her head over her shoulders at the top of the steps and looked to Godric, a solemn tear slipping down her cheek. Godric could only offer a forced smile. She entered the jet and Godric waited until the plane had left before he took off into the air, knowing what it was he had to do.

….

Sitting in his office, Daniel leaned back, hands behind his head. It had been a long day filled with press interviews, begging for Amelia to be returned to them. He had scoffed at the end of it when he was alone. He wanted nothing to do with the fang banging whore. She had proven herself to be a complete nuisance. All she did was complain and fight him. He had contemplated trying to tame her. He liked a challenge and Amelia Jones was certainly a challenge. There had been times when he had slapped her in the past. But she never seemed to learn. It made him wonder just how he could break her down.

He was interrupted from his thoughts as he whirled around in his chair. He bent down and reached into the cupboard behind him, dialling the code for his safe. It unlocked and revealed folders of Burrell's compound alongside some wads of money. But then he saw the ring. Pulling it from his safe, he looked at the stone and contemplated what he should do with it. He suspected that it might fetch a fair amount of money.

He was about to toss it back into the safe when he heard a grunt from outside. Closing the safe with a kick of his foot, he whirled around and stood up, placing the ring on his desk. He was about to leave his office as he heard another gasp and then a sharp thud. He felt his pulse begin to race and his body stiffened. He was frozen. Something was happening out there.

The door to his office opened slowly and he thought that he had seen Death. His eyes widened and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Lips parted, he struggled to breath, the sound uneven and raspy. Stood in the doorway was the vampire he had sworn he would never fear. He was stood there, his jumper covered in blood, the red liquid smearing his lips and dripping down his chin.

"Jesus Christ," Daniel mumbled.

"Oh, he isn't here," Godric responded. "You will have to deal with me instead."

Closing the door to Daniel's office, he saw the young man begin to fumble in the drawer of his desk. Godric reacted quickly, stopping him from reaching for the gun that laid there. He grabbed his wrist and bent it behind his back, hearing the bone snap as Daniel squealed in pain. Tossing him off to the side, Godric watched him collapse to his knees as he held the gun in his hand. He dismantled the device, throwing it behind him.

"You can have her," Daniel said, his good hand held up in the air in defence. "I don't want her…keep her…"

Godric was in front of him in an instant, knelt down and looking at him as Daniel cowered away.

"She is not yours to give," Godric hissed, his fangs bared as Daniel nodded in agreement.

"I know…fine…yes…" he agreed, willing to do anything at that moment in time. He would say anything to save his own life. He had to. The man in front of him was deranged.

"Now," Godric said, voice calm once more, "I want the ring."

"On the desk," Daniel indicated with his chin and Godric went to check, seeing it there. Picking it up, he deposited it in his pocket and walked slowly around the room. "I…I'll leave her alone…I'll stop…I promise…"

"Oh, I know you will," was all that Godric said to the man. "Where is her father?"

"A rally in Florida," Daniel said. "He flew out this morning."

"I see," was all Godric offered. "Then perhaps this can be a warning."

"No!" Daniel snapped, backing away on his knees as Godric saw that he had a framed photograph of himself and Amelia on his desk. He needed to keep up appearances. Godric smashed the glass and took the picture, throwing it into the fireplace. He would not let Amelia see that. "Don't kill me."

"I have no intention of killing you," Godric said and he swore Daniel looked relieved. "But I do intend on seeing you rot in a jail cell for the rest of your life."

"What?" Daniel asked, but Godric was knelt down in front of him before he could run. Grabbing hold of his chin, he forced his gaze onto his own and began to glamour him. He spoke in a soothing tone, his voice melancholy.

"There are four dead men out there," Godric said. "I made their deaths look like a human could have done it with a knife…a knife that just so happens to be laid by one of their bodies. You did this to them. You killed them in a fit of rage, didn't you?"

"I killed them in a fit of rage," Daniel echoed back.

"You are going to stay here and you are going to tell the police that you did this. You are going to tell them you blacked out afterwards, but you accept full responsibility, understood?"

"I accept full responsibility."

"And if your friends try to get a vampire to unglamour you…or do anything to you…you will tell them this same story. You did this."

"I did this."

"Good," Godric said. "Now go to sleep. I will never see you again."

Daniel fell to the ground and Godric rose to his feet. He covered his tracks, deleting all the CCTV footage and making sure that there was no trace of him left. He smiled to himself before leaving the office and tapping his pocket, knowing that he would get that ring back on Amelia's finger soon. He just had the matter of his progenys to deal with.

….

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