Godric pov

My smile stretched from ear to ear as my angel put her hand in mine. My angel, though I still have yet to find out her full name, I was finding out about her. She was confident in her words and actions, and if she was fearful, she hid it well. I was intrigued by her in a way that I have yet to be by any other human or Vampire.

Her warm hand reached out to my cool one, and as soon as I felt the brush of her skin on mine, I pulled her against my body, rapidly lifting us into the night sky. I was enveloped by her scent, pure, heavenly and it reminded me of my home. I held her tightly, enjoying the feel of her in my arms.

Her shrill scream of surprise brought me laughter, something that had not escaped my lips for a long number of years. With her in my arms, I felt free from the burdens that had weighed me down for the past century. Her scream had turned to laughter as we slowed to a glide in the air. The merry music of bells that was her laughter nearly distracted me from noticing that my childe had caught up to us.

"What do you think, min lilla sol(my little sun)?"

"I love it." She calmed her laughter. "This is amazing! It is not the usual way I fly, but I think that I prefer the wind in my hair rather than feathers."

Confused at her statement, I turned to my childe for an explanation, but he shook his head. I knew that he would explain her statement later when we were in a more secure area.

I sat down on the bed after changing my clothes, and Ashlin was in the bathroom changing hers, after having conversed with her brother, who was returning home without delay. My childe sat down with me, speaking to me in his native tongue now that we were in a place that was both secure and soundproof.

"Vad är non mitt barn? (What is she my childe?)"

" Jag vet inte, hon har många talanger som gör hennes svåra att definiera. Och hennes lukt... (I don't know, she has many talents that make her hard to define. And her smell...) "

I sighed at my childe, still the same after so many years. "Hon är vacker. Hon har en effeket om henne jag aldrig har sett förut. Vad kan kon göra? (She is beautiful. She has a power about her that I have never seen before. What can she do?)"

" Hon kan läka som ni harsett, förskjutning, läsa tankar, och hennes ögon glöder. (She can heal, as you have seen, shift, read minds, and her eyes glow.) "

"Vad heter hon? (What is her name?)"

"Ashlin Stackhouse."

I cut our conversation short when my angel stepped from the bathroom in her new outfit. With a pair of jean shorts, back tank top, leather jacket, combat boots, and leather bracelet; she seemed much more comfortable in her new clothing than the outfit that she wore to the church. She looked like a warrior.

Eric pov

Ashlin has transfixed my maker, something that no one has been able to do since I was first turned. I could not blame him, I was transfixed in her as well, from the first time I saw her in my bar, and every point onward. The way that she spoke back to me the first time she was in the bar, to the way that she held back Longshadow before Compton foolishly staked him. It was clear that she held herself as a warrior, and that she was one. My maker seemed to agree.

It worried me when Godric grew more distant over the past century, going so far as to dampen the bond that I held with him. Ashlin seemed to change that, bringing so much new life into him that he opened our bond again, although I was unsure if it was purposeful or not. My questions about the bond, about his placement in the Fellowship would need to wait until after the party, and after I have had time to get over the overwhelming feeling of having my maker back with me.

"Thank you Godric, for letting me use your bathroom. Do you have a place where I can leave my bag?" She asked as she stepped out of the bathroom, holding her bag up to make her point. "There is a party going on downstairs and it's not hard to guess what it's about. We will most likely want to be in attendance."

"You may leave your bag in here until you are ready to return to the hotel, if that would be amenable?"

Ashlin nodded, grabbing her phone and placing her bag by the foot of Godric's bed. "Thank you."

I stood as Godric did, and we left to join the party together. Ashlin broke away from our small group to find Isobel. Godric sat in a chair overlooking the room, and I stood just behind him, not wanting to drift far from him. Even though his demeanor had changed, I still worried for his paler than usual complexion. I waited until the crowd surrounding him had dispersed before lowering myself into a crouch next to him.

"Have you eaten? I doubt the Fellowship had anything to offer." I tried to joke to lighten the mood that the issue impressed on us.

Godric saw past my charade and gave me a gentle smile. "I am fine, my childe. I will find something later."

I nodded as I stood back up. I knew that Godric might move back to eating more often, and hopefully real blood now that his melancholy was fading. I wandered from his side as the next wave of people began to gather around him. I tried to keep him within my range of sight as I moved about the room. Scanning the crowd, I soon found my target, talking to Stan of all people. He left Ashlin's side as he saw me approaching.

"Enjoying the party, Lover?"

Her smile brightened at seeing me. "Hey, Eric. The party is fine. Much better than any of the other parties I have been to."

"You go to parties?" I asked with a grin on my face. I had known her for a few months and I had never seen her as a person to be eager to go to parties. I would assume it would be more enjoyable for her to stay home with her abilities.

"Not voluntarily." She smirked as she flirted.

My response was interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. I was disappointed at my missed chance as she excused herself to answer it out in the garden.

I turned back to the party with the intent on returning to my maker's side, but I was met with the frustrated face of Bill Compton instead. His obsession with Ashlin was strange and worrying. He became more frustrated as she strayed away from him to spend time with me. It was irking that he still insisted that she was his even after she denounced his claim multiple times. I smirked at his contorted face, knowing that Ashlin's choice of companion had yet again irritated him.

"Why hello Bill. What are you doing here?" I so enjoyed riling him up, it was always so entertaining.

"Stay away from Ashlin. She is mine." He growled, a weak attempt at trying to intimidate me.

"Oh, Bill, we both know that's not true. I'm sure that she can show you herself."

I refrained from laughing when Bill growled at me again and stormed away in a huff. I decided to continue to wander about the room when I saw that Godric's chair was vacant.

Godric pov:

I watched as my childe flirted with my angel, and she returned his quips. It was odd in my mind of my possessive nature over her, and that it did not extend to my childe. I loathed the idea of another man lying claim to her, so much so that my beast roared to life, wanting to tear apart the room and most in it. The beast settled when Eric was trying to woo my angel. I would need to explore these ponderings at another time, and possibly the two whom the ponderings were about.

I was drawn out of my musings when disappointment entered the bond from Eric, watching as my angel left out to the garden to answer her phone. I followed, hoping to catch her alone.

I trailed behind her enough to try to give her some semblance of privacy, but I still listened into the conversation she was having with an older woman on the phone.

"Are you going to be okay dear?"

"Gran, I will be fine, as always. The real question is how are you doing without me around?"

"I may be old, but I can do things on my own you know." The woman on the other side of the conversation held amusement in her voice.

"Alright Gran, I just worry for you, that's all. But what did you mean when you said that the town had gone wild?"

"I don't know. When I left for Julia's, the town was having large fights and equally large parties. Lafayette called when I was over here and told me to stay, saying the town had lost their minds, and he said something about black eyes. You know I trust him, so if he says stay out, I will stay out."

I wondered what her town was dealing with. I could only think of a few supernatural occurrences that could cause such a thing that my angel's grandmother was describing. None of the occurrences were a good thing for townspeople.

"That doesn't sound normal. I hate to say it, but I can't think of any plausible reason for it other than something supernatural, or Laff's on a bad drug trip."

"He sounded sober. I am going to do some research of my own at the library here in Monroe."

"Okay. Call me if you find anything please? And please be careful. Call me if you need me home sooner than we planned."

"Don't worry about me, child. See if you can find anything out for yourself. Okay? I love you. I won't call you home unless it is necessary. See you soon."

"I love you too, Gran. See you soon."

She ended her call, placing her phone back into her back pocket. She ran her hand through her chocolate hair as she turned around to look at me. I wondered how long she knew I was standing there, or if it was pure chance that she saw me on turning around. Either way, her eyes met mine, and I chose at that moment to walk closer to her.

"I know that as a vampire, you have more sensitive hearing. Do you have any ideas on the events of my home?"

I had a couple of ideas about her home, but I could not be sure until I had more details than what I caught of the conversation. "I think it would be best to talk about this in a more secure location."

She nodded her head, though it was easy to tell by her face that she was still worried for her family. I hated that she was upset. I tried my best to sooth her, though I had to admit that I was out of practice.

"Your grandmother will be fine as long as she stays where she is. She sounds like an intelligent woman. I'm sure she will be safe." I said as I took her hands in mine, rubbing my thumbs in circles on the back.

She smiled sadly as she looked at our joined hands. "I'm sure you're right. I think we should get back to the party, it is for you after all."

I let go of her hands to stand by her side with my arm around her waist, leading her back to the party. I lead her to sit with me on a couch, as there was a greater amount of room to sit than there was on my chair. I wanted her near me, and I hoped that my continued presence might help her to calm her fears for a while. A warm feeling grew within me as she relaxed a bit into her seat.

In an instant, she jumped up, her eyes glowing fiercer than the rays of the sun.

Ashlin pov:

~Reverend Newlin will be proud. God will welcome is into heaven with open arms. All of these fangers will die tonight. ~

I jumped from the couch, alert for the person with such thoughts. I opened my barriers wide, hoping to catch more of those thoughts, and I did. Two were outside, and the third was quickly moving in, trying to navigate to the main center of the party.

I caught the sight of one of the Fellowship's followers in a doorway. Without a second thought, I moved towards him with the most amount of speed I could muster.

I smelt the silver.

I smelt the wood.

I heard his thoughts.

I heard the click of a button.

Eric pov:

I felt the jolt of my maker's shock as Ashlin pushed herself off of the couch, rushing across the room. I moved after her, and even with my increased speed, was too slow. A human walked into the room, opening his thick jacket, and pressed on a button he held in his hand.

The room was caught in a blinding flash of light, more than what would be expected in an explosion.

Godric pov:

I watched in fear as the boy in the doorway doorway set off the silver and wood bomb on his chest as Ashlin was a few feet in front of him.

My angel...

A/N: This chapter has been updated again, small change in my head. I have a collection of possible oneshots that I am thinking about. I also want to thank the reviewer that pointed this out to me on chapter 4.