Some people control their feelings, some feel them too strongly. Some people feel nothing at all, some are ruled by them.
I opened my eyes to find I was laying on a king-sized bed. I had no clue where I was or what had happened.
"I'm not leaving without her! If you and Miss Stackhouse wish to leave then do so," I heard Eric's growl very close to me. I tried to sit up but found that I could not. I turned to see Godric sitting in a chair next to me, watching something at the end of the bed.
"How are you feeling little one?" Godric's voice was soft and Smooth and I wanted to hear more. The heated conversation I could hear suddenly stopped as I caught sight of Eric and smiled at him with relief. I realised there were other people in the room, two of them I never wanted to see again.
"Thank Odin! How are you feeling?" Eric asked while helping me sit up in bed.
"Tired. What happened?" I asked, not remembering anything after Eric shielded me from the gunfire.
"You were shot. Godric had to save you as I was a little busy," Eric said sitting down close to me. I had an idea as to how he saved me, and I felt dread go through my body.
"You gave me your blood? But the Blood is sacred," I said thinking of all the times Eric had said that. The only reason I had had Pam and Eric's blood is that I was a troublemaker who got into trouble a lot and frequently ended up in danger.
"You are family and I could not let you die." I was very confused at his words but really didn't have the energy to ask him what he meant. I felt Eric stiffen and looked over at him. He looked so tired. His normally bright blue eyes were cloudy. I knew he was feeling something strongly, but I had no clue what. Our bond was closed.
"This is good and all, but I really need to be getting back to Bon Temps," I heard the blond say, making my anger spike all over again.
"If you don't want to be here nobody's forcing you to stay," I said leaning my head back on the pillow. I had no clue why Eric brought her with us, she didn't even have a hand in finding Godric. I did it all.
"Eric wouldn't get us a plane ticket home," she said glaring at me. I was too tired to even say anything back and let sleep take me over.
When I woke up again, I was on a plane back home, or at least I hoped I was going home. I sat up and looked around the dark little room and slowly got up and opened the door. Bright light hit my eyes and I immediately covered them with my hands
"Ah, sleeping beauty finally wakes up," I heard Eric say form his spot on the couch while feeding from some girl. I gave him a passing glance before finding that there was another person on the plane.
"I didn't know you were coming back with us," I said not even thinking about how that might sound until after I had said it. I heard someone snort and knew it was Eric.
"Was I not allowed to come with you?" Godric asked while smirking at me. I was glad he found what I said funny and wasn't offend. I sat down beside him and took the drink he offered me.
"That's not what I meant. Eric only said he had to find you, he never said anything about after," I said looking out the window. I liked this method of flying so much better than when Eric did it.
"Well little one, I have no place to go as I'm no longer a sheriff and I have nothing better to do." I looked at Godric and tried to keep my heart from racing knowing that both vampires would be able to hear it. I had a good idea of what he looked like before I met him because of Eric, but finally getting to look at him was breath-taking.
"Oh, where will you be staying? Eric doesn't really have a place to live," I said giving a pointed look to Eric who had finished eating. He gave me a cocky smirk before coming over to us.
"I have many different places. I just choose to live at Fangtasia," he said while putting his feet in my lap.
"Hello, I am not a stool for your feet, remove them from my body before I remove them from yours, Eric Northman," I growled at him. He knew I hated when he did that and as much as I would love to follow through with my threat, we both knew it was nothing more than hot air. I might be able to hurt and kill anyone else, but Eric was my family and I would never hurt him in any way.
"You two do not act like a normal family," I heard Godric say bringing me out of my glaring match with Eric.
"That's because we're not., Eric is a pain in my ass. He's blunt, rude and an all-round asshole, but I'm the only one who gets to call him those things. Ask the blonde from the hotel, even she'll tell you I protect what is mine. Eric is my family, even though I don't call him brother or father, he's whatever I need him to be. Father, brother, uncle or my best friend," I said giving Eric a small smile. I felt love being pushed through our bond and knew it was his way of saying thank you without saying it out loud.
"You have a great love for him?" Godric asked as if Eric was not sitting right in front of us.
"I do," I said keeping my eyes on Godric. There was a look that passed in his eyes but before I could see more of it his calm mask was back. I would have to learn how to read him like I do with Eric. I loved a challenge.
"Let's move on. Lynx would you mind letting Godric stay with you? You have that extra bedroom and I know you hate being alone," Eric said looking at me. I felt some type of way at his words, but I had no clue how to pinpoint what it was I was feeling.
"Uh, no I guess not. Eric, I didn't really plan on staying too long here. I was gonna tell you after we got back but I got a job at The National Wildlife Organization and I will be traveling all over the world," I said. I had been hoping to get this job for a long time and even went to school for journalism and photography.
Before I left, I had asked Pam about what she thought of me taking the job and she said I should do whatever makes me happy. The hard part was getting Eric on my side. He hated when I was out of town too long, out of pocket too long and with this job, I would be traveling all the time.
"No." was all he said. I looked at him, shocked. I knew that he would be hard to win over, but he wasn't even going to think about it.
"And why not?" I asked feeling my anger come out at his answer.
"We have too many enemies that would just love to use you. Besides, I need you close so I can keep you safe," Eric said. I knew what he was saying was true and I understand that he was only thinking of my safety, but this was just crazy.
"What if I got a bodyguard?" I asked, thinking maybe this would help sway him.
"There is no one I trust more than myself to keep you safe. I can't do it and the only other person would be Godric and I doubt he would want to run around after you," Eric said. His voice was deathly calm and from what I knew he was not going to be swayed easily. If I just packed up and left, I knew I would have a 1,000-year-old vampire on my ass faster than I could even blink.
"Fine. Let's ask him, shall we?" I asked looking over to Godric who had a grin on his face. I had no clue what he found so funny.
"I would love to go. It has been a while since I have seen the world." Godric said giving me a smile. I felt anger coming off Eric in waves and knew that I had won.
"Godric are you sure? She can be a handful," Eric said glaring at me.
"Hey! I'm not that bad," I said sticking my tongue out at him.
"I think I can handle her just fine," he said before they both went to their coffins for the day.
(Time Skip- Lynx's home)
By the time we got back the sun was just starting to set, and I knew the two vampires would be waking up very soon. I went into the kitchen and started to heat up some blood. I had no clue what type of blood Godric liked so I just took a guess and did the same as the one for Eric.
The weirdest thing happens when I am around Godric. I feel this very strong pull to him and it's like nothing I have ever felt before in my life. It scared the crap out of me yet excited me all at the same time.
"Penny for your thoughts?" I heard his smooth voice ask, jumping in surprise when I looked around only to find no one here. I heard him laugh and looked down to find him sitting on the chair.
"It's nothing really. I heated up some blood for you and Eric. I had no clue what type you liked so I just did you up the same as Eric." I said handing him the warm blood. I never knew Eric to sleep this late and was starting to get worried about him.
"Eric is fine, little one. He had something to take care of and has already left," Godric said taking the blood from me. I looked at him trying to figure out how he knew what I was feeling when I realized something.
"You gave me your blood," I said remembering what I heard at the hotel and having it only now dawn on me.
"Does that bother you?" he asked while drinking his warmed blood.
"No. Thank you for saving me," I said sitting down while he ate his breakfast. I really didn't mind the whole drinking blood thing. I know it bothers a lot of people, but it never did, even when I was younger.
"Well, Eric has told me quite a bit about you," Godric said as he threw away the empty bag. I would have to get some True Blood from the store on my next trip to town.
"Same here. I feel like I know you just from him," I said giving a little laugh at the look on his face.
"You are not afraid of me?" I heard him ask with a look on his face I could not decipher.
"No, why would I be?" I asked trying to understand but coming up blank.
"I am a monster." I felt shocked at his words. Did he really think he was a monster? Sure, I heard he did some very bad things but that was normal for vampires.
"I honestly don't believe that" I said standing up. I felt the tension in the room shift and needed to move so I started to clean.
"You do not know everything I have done little one. I am truly a monster." He had such a devastated look on his face, and I could feel the self-hatred rolling off him from the other side of the room.
"Do you wanna see the rest of the house?" I asked. Not really sure what to say, I thought maybe changing the topic would be best. Godric finally met my eyes and I was blown away with how blue they were. It was like looking into the ocean. I felt myself being pulled in and before I knew it, he was standing in front of me, so close that we were almost touching.
"Varför får du mig att känna mig så här?" (Why do you make me feel this way?) I heard him say. He could probably speak more languages than I knew off and the fact that I could speak more than one made me happy for some weird reason.
"Hur får jag dig att känna?" (How do I make you feel?) I asked back In Swedish. He looked shocked for only a moment before his calm mask was back in place. I felt him get closer to me and he looked like he was about to kiss me but spoke instead.
"Liksom jag inte är ett monster, känner jag mig mer än bara avsky, jag känner att jag lever." (Like I'm not a monster, I feel more than just disgust, I feel that I'm alive.) I felt my breath rush out of me at his words. I was shocked to know that he felt so strongly about me. I felt a pull to him, but I never would have thought that he felt anything for me at all.
"I feel strongly too," I said somewhat in a daze. The pull of him was getting stronger the closer we became. I wanted nothing more than to move closer, to feel him close to me.
Whatever spell we were under broke and he pulled away before speeding out of the house, leaving me alone in my kitchen, trying to put together everything that's happened the past few days