Chapter Notes: Direct continuation.
Eric sat on the edge of the bed, hunched over and face held in his hands. Blood had made its way onto his shirt, and Kit had no doubt that there was blood smeared on his face and hands where they were connected. Kit was certain that if they looked more closely that there might even be some drops of red in the blonde hair framing his face. For such a large and intimidating man, Kit had never seen him look so small before.
Godric did not look much better. He too had the bloody tears that were characteristic of vampires streaked down his face, more obviously staining his white shirt. He was leaning heavily into Kit's side, seeking comfort or a prop to stave off exhaustion, Kit didn't know.
"Eric." Kit called out to the vampire.
The named vampire's head rose, and he disappeared from his spot on the bed to reappear on his knees before Godric, clutching to him like a child, staining the white cloth with more blood.
"Please tell me I'm not dreaming." Eric sounded so weak as he turned his head up to look to Kit.
"You're not."
A renewed round of tears fell from his eyes, this time not of sorrow, but of relief. Godric allowed the emotion to flow from Eric to himself. It was nearly overwhelming, after near nothing for so long, the amount of it that he found in Eric was enough to have him gripping onto his childe for support. He would have lost his breath if he had any to lose.
"The sun is up, we should get some rest." Kit's voice pulled Eric's face away from Godric's torso.
Eric stood with a nod, pulling Godric back to the bed with him. Kit stood watching them get ready for bed for a moment.
"Do you want me to stay?"
They both looked to Kit, but Eric spoke. "Whatever you are comfortable with, liten räv (little fox)."
"Alright then. Where do you want me situated?"
Kit was still sleeping when Godric rose, still in the same position that they had fallen asleep in. Godric was curled to their front, head tucked beneath their chin, and Eric behind Kit, holding them both tightly.
Godric stayed where he was for the moment. A slow, deep breath in filled his nose with Kit's scent. He had nearly missed this. He had come so close to never being able to know Kit as fully as Eric did, but now he did have that chance. A smile came onto his face, hopeful of what was to come.
"Your home is beautiful, Eric."
"Thank you. I hope it will become your home as well." Eric adjusted the sleeping Kit in his arms as he unlocked the door.
"Does Kit live here as well?"
"Yes. I shall explain later."
Godric stood in the doorway of the library, watching the array of faces that Kit made as they worked on their laptop on a desk strewn with papers. Kit, feeling as if there were eyes on them, lifted their head, startling at Godric in the doorway.
"Jeeze and fuck." They placed their head in their hands as Godric chuckled. "You would think I would be used to this by now."
"What are you working on?"
"Commissions, but they can be done later. Is there anything that you want to do, or do you just want company?"
Godric made his way over to their chair, standing next to them and looking at the art on the screen. "I'm not sure. It seems odd to not have anything to work on."
Kit shrugged. "Well, now you have the time to focus on yourself. You have the space you need to heal. And if you want to find something to do, you could read a new book or find a hobby."
"Will you help me?"
"I will help you in any way that I can."
"Thank you. May I sit with you?"
"Sure. Let's move to the couch so you can see what I'm doing."
Eric sat down across from the pair sometime later, observing them for a moment before he spoke. Kit sat on the couch, knees propped up with feet on the coffee table so that the computer on their lap was more easily accessible. Godric was sitting next to them, relaxed and head resting on their shoulder that way he could watch what they were doing. Eric hated to break it up.
"We have a problem at Fangtasia."
Kit's eyes lifted from the computer to him, and Godric's head lifted from their shoulder.
"The shifter Sam Merlotte has been waiting in my office for me for the better part of the afternoon with two children. He won't state his purpose."
"That's weird. I thought he would have at least enough sense to not bring kids to a bar, especially yours." Kit closed their laptop.
"Humans rarely make sense, let alone have it."
"Fair enough." Kit shrugged. "Do you want me there?"
"Yes, if only to deal with the human children."
"I shall join you as well." Godric sat up fully. "I take it we are leaving as soon as the sun sets?"
"Yes."
Sam kept the children close to him on the couch, carefully watching Eric lean against his desk. Kit had taken Eric's chair –one of the very few who could do so – and Godric had elected to stand beside them. Kit watched the children, making sure they were doing somewhat alright in the given situation.
"Why should I help you, shifter?"
"Because I need your help. We need it. And hopefully someday I might be able to give you somethin' you need."
Eric raised an eyebrow. "You're here to request my help based on a hypothetical future in which you return the favor. But you are known to not be friendly toward those like me. Why should I trust you?"
"Because until somebody starts trusting somebody, we're all single targets just ripe for the picking."
"I have no knowledge of this maenad creature, although I suspect it's the bullheaded beast that passed through recently. Godric?" Eric turned slightly to look at his maker.
"Maenads are notoriously hard to kill. The last time one appeared on this scale was before I turned Eric, and it took seven vampires to tear it apart. They are creatures that exist because they believe they can, maybe if you are able to convince it to die, it will. But I am not sure how you would go about doing that."
"Thank you." Sam was sincere. "I'm sure I can figure somethin' out."
"Can we see your fangs?" Colby butted in when there was the chance.
Eric let his fangs down, making Lisa jump, and Kit shift forward, paying more attention to the situation.
"Don't you like vampires, little girl?"
"Eric!" Sam scolded the vampire.
"Our almost stepdaddy hated vampires, but we don't." Lisa spoke.
"He went on a vacation with Jesus." And Colby continued.
Eric turned to Kit. "They're very entertaining. Teacup humans."
Kit sighed.
"Chow, in a few days, go down to Bon Temps and make sure that situation with the maenad is taken care of. Then find Amy Burley."
End Notes: Welp, this is it folks. I don't have much more in my brain to continue along in the storyline of the show. However, I do have plans to sporadically update a collection of shorts for this grouping (some spicy stuff exclusive to Ao3). I know there is the thing Sookie being unable to read Kit's mind, and I will explain this later in that collection of stories. If there are any other questions, feel free to put them in the comments and I will try to address them in the grouping of shorts.
