With a strawberry cheesecake flavored ice cream in hand, the two found a small corner to sit and chat. "Go on," Sookie said laughing.
"I don't understand," Godric admitted.
"You want to ask, but you don't want to appear rude. A small part of you is also hoping I would divulge the information without you having to ask." She took a bite out of her ice cream. In truth, he wanted to know what she was even though he was sure he knew the answer. Until Jason's little demonstration he hadn't been sure exactly which branch of the Fae they were.
"You are fairies, I would say the sky clan." She nodded with a smirk.
"Jason's little display gave it away." She surmised.
"Only the sky clan has the ability to manipulate the air around them like he did." Indeed it was impossible to direct sound into someone's ear unless you controlled the air around it. And he had help from the air with the punch he threw. "Feigning injury to his hand was rather clever," Godric added.
"You didn't fall for it," Sookie noted. I already had my suspicions so it would have been difficult to deceive me. You are a telepath." He added.
"Yep."
"What else can your brother do?
"Jason can glamour, but his is a little different from vampires. When you glamour you leave what looks like a blank canvas where the memory should be. Jason's takes the memory already there and manipulates it to what he wants them to remember." That didn't surprise Godric most male fairies had that ability. It was that combined with their looks that made them irresistible to females, especially the human kind. "Growing up we all thought I was the only one with this weird ability. Jase always had a knack for talking people into doing whatever he wanted. He was the reason no one gave me shit about my telepathy or called me weird or crazy to my face. It was cool when we were all kids, but then the teenage years kicked in and no one wants you in their head.
When Jase was fifteen, he found a load of journals in the attic. It belonged to our grandfather and great-grandfather. It was when he learned that talking people into things was an ability. The journals thought us to hone our gifts, improve on them. By the time Jase was eighteen, he could talk a whole room into stripping naked if he chose. Gran made sure we didn't abuse our gifts. We could do things like manipulate the air around us, and teleport, but not too far. Maybe from the bedroom to the kitchen, but then you'd be so tired it wasn't worth it.
"Then Jase turned twenty-five, and everything started to hurt, one day he couldn't even get out of bed. We knew what it was."
"Fae maturity," Godric answered and Sookie nodded in answer.
"After that, he could teleport from here to New Orleans and back not break a sweat. He had more control, he was more powerful and then came the light… photokinesis the journals called it."
"You have just gone through your maturity I take it." Godric intoned.
"The night you turned up was the first night I was well enough to get back to work. I was lucky, I had Jason to know exactly what to expect so I took time off knowing I wouldn't be able to work."
"Apart from his glamour and your telepathy, you both have the same set of abilities." Godric inquired.
"Yes, although I'm still learning to manipulate and control my light. I'm still not very good at sustaining it." She admitted.
For a while, they sat there in silence while she finished her ice cream. "Sookie, I would like to get to know you better," Godric said softly. Sookie was not all that surprised by the request, but she had hoped he wouldn't have asked not yet anyway. The journals thought her enough about the vampire culture, and the idea of being someone's pet didn't sit well with her.
"So would I, but I really cannot have anyone calling me a pet." She muttered angrily.
"Yes, I find that distinction to be rather appalling as well." Godric's words surprised her. She would have thought as old as he was he would be more inclined to the old ways. "I have for a long time become disillusioned with our relationship with humans. Humans are worthy creatures that have more resilience and strength than most supes would give them credit for. We came out because the growth of human technology was making it impossible to stay hidden. Yet with their inventions that allow us to live in comfort, we still have very little respect for them. Our attitude is what allows sects like the Fellowship of the Sun to grow as it does." He leaned forward relaxing his posture slightly. "I can assure you nowhere will you be classed as a pet. If I say you are not a pet, then you are not a pet. Not on paper and not from anyone's lips." He entreated so earnestly she felt bad asking for time to think about it. "Think about it." He added.
"I thought I was the telepath." She teased.
"You are rather unguarded at the moment, so much so I can smell that you are not entirely masking your scent." She was slowly getting him used to her scent. She smelled sweeter than he could ever imagine for someone who was mostly human.
"Are you going to teleport home or would you like me to fly you home." He asked hoping for the latter
"I would love for you to fly me home." With a smile, he picked her up and shot into the air.
...
He landed softly on his front lawn just before dawn. He had difficulty leaving Sookie after he got her to the farmhouse. He made his way through the house and up the stairs. His light tight underground room had yet to be furnished, so he slept in one of the guest bedrooms. The entire house was light tight, but having a basement bedroom was more secure. He decided to check his emails to see if he had anything from Isabel when he saw it. He chuckled at the thought of her using a computer to send an email. Hell, the thought of her having an email address was unusual in of itself.
'Try harder. Gin and Tonic.'
He knew what try harder was in relation to, but the gin and tonic was a mystery. But then again everything was a mystery with her.
…
Jason Stackhouse was on his forty-second lap when Sookie finally woke up. "Sook, I was thinking we have a barbecue. You know invite Laff and Tara." Jason suggested.
"Sounds good." She yawned before going back into the house. Jackson Herveaux had done so much more than she originally intended. Most of what he did didn't cost her any extra. Jackson would always say while we are doing this why not just do that or this. Before she knew it, she had a pool and a basement bedroom with a shower. She had used it while going through her Fae maturity. It was perfect with the screaming and constant need for an ice bath that came with the change. Jason had a basement, and that was where they kept him, it wasn't ideal, but it got the job done.
She got the stuff to make a few pies and salads for the barbecue. It was done quickly with Gran's help. She had time for a quick swim before hitting the shower. By the time she made it back downstairs, Jase was behind the grill with Laff looking over his shoulder. She was sure Laff had tried to take over, but Jase would have quickly talked him out of it. Laff, like everyone else he fell for Jase's glamour, but it didn't seem to affect him as much as it did others. Even his brain read differently to other humans.
"There you is, Hookah. Where is you been hidin' yo fine self."
"Hey, Lala." She gave him a long hug. "Working as always." She added.
"Hey Sook," Tara called out coming to join them. "Been a while."
"It has." She admitted. With working six nights a week, she barely had time for anybody.
"Vamps keeping you busy." Tara inquired.
"Not so much that as I find I actually like working at Fangtasia. Y'all should come down sometime."
"Don't know about that," Tara grumbled. Sookie laughed at the look on her friend's face. She couldn't blame Tara for wanting to stay well clear of vampires, they didn't think much of humans. Her thoughts drifted to Godric, she wondered what it would be like to be with him. She'd never been with anybody due to her gift, but that was not an issue with a vampire. The thought at first scared her because she had yet to meet a vampire she was willing to spend that kind of time with. Godric had changed her mind from their first interaction. The question was why did she need time to think when he finally took the plunge?
…
Godric had been awake for the better part of three hours waiting for the sun to go down. He had never been so eager to go anywhere, as he was ready to get to the farmhouse. He was hoping the Stackhouse matriarch would aid his pursuit of her granddaughter. Both vampire and human found themselves attracted to the Stackhouse siblings. She saw the way both men and women stared at the both of them. When it came to Sookie, he was no different. Fangtasia wasn't his scene, but he'd frequent the bar just to see her.
"Finally." He sighed when the shutters started to lift. He was out of the door and in the air before it was fully out of the way. He arrived in Bon Temps in record time, without Sookie taking up his attention he was able to see the farmhouse in all its glory. Greenery and more trees than you would have thought possible surrounded the house. It was a clear sign of the supernatural to other supes. Fairy was rumored to look more like a rainforest bathed in sunlight than anything else.
He knocked on the door and waited. He heard someone hurrying to the door. The matriarch of the house, Adele Stackhouse, opened the door. "Good evening, Godric of Gaul." To say he was surprised by the greeting would be an understatement. Seeing the look on Godric's face, Adele knew her grandchildren had been less than forthcoming. "I take it they didn't tell you that we do know quite a bit about you." Adele leveled a glare at her grandchildren who studiously avoided her stare.
"No, they didn't tell me." He chuckled.
"Please, welcome to our home, and do come in." She invited. Godric stepped over the threshold into a surprisingly modern interior. There was evidence of the original work, but most of the furnishings and appliances where modern. "I should explain, their twice removed grandfather is Niall Brigant." Godric nodded in understanding.
"The last time I saw him he needed help tracking a vampire…"
"Warlow," Jason answered.
"Yes, a hybrid…"
"He also killed our parents… John Williams Stackhouse promised Sook here to him." Jason added.
"I believe it is Niall biggest regret… not finding Warlow before he killed your parents. He was banished from this plane after that night."
"Here we are talking doom and gloom, and we haven't even offered you a drink." Adele admonished herself. "Would you like a true blood?" She asked him.
"Thank you, Adele," Godric said kindly.
After an hour or so Sookie and Jason noticed they were surplus to requirement in the ongoing conversation. Adele and Godric talked history, nothing the two of them was interested in. "If you are not careful gran is going to steal your vampire. After all, she is closer to him in age." Jason teased.
"No, she's not, and no one is closer to Godric in age." She responded with an eye roll.
"So you like him then?" He tried to sound nonchalant about it, but Sookie knew better.
From what they'd read about Godric in Niall's diaries Jason thought Godric was a badass and had always wanted to meet him. Him liking his sister was a bonus.
"I like him, but I just don't want to get involved in vampire politics." She lamented.
"He did say he will keep you out of it as much as he can." He reminded her. "Give him a chance at least." He implored.
"You are right… can't write him off without at least giving it a go."
"Good." Jason smiled, you would have thought it was him dating the vampire. "Come on, let's work on your light.