Again thank you thank you thank you for all the great reviews. I'm trying to get this up before work. It's been a rough, between getting god awful sick and working in one of the biggest college football towns; my brain decided to blow out on me.
Please enjoy this chapter. I had a blast writing it. More than likely the Halloween interlude will be up in a few days.
Disclaimer: Still do not own. Well except for a candy dish I'm making Talbot jello shots in for a Halloween party.
Bill Compton, the name was tied to filth. Godric wanted to spit the name from his mouth and never have it uttered in his presence again. He stared at his protégé, unblinking he asked," When did you find out Eric?"
The tall blond merely shrugged his shoulder. "It was shortly after you left. He came waltzing into the club demanding if I knew any updated information about Sookie. And you father."
"He said he has heard rumors that you two were bonding. He still claims Sookie is his and he wants retribution from you for soiling something precious."
Godric looked up sharply." I soiled her?" he questioned, "This not over a century, and she is not a bargaining tool for more money or land."
Eric stood up and placed a hand on the visibly riled elder vampire. Godric's fangs were extended and he looked ready to rip out a certain cretin's heart from its cavity. Softly he soothed in old world Swedish. He counseled with the darker man and asked how Sookie would feel if he did in fact hunt down Compton and give him his final end. The horseman did finally agree that would not be the best option. They would both play it by ear and see how events unfolded. Eric for political reason; after all Bill was back in Area 5 without consent from the Queen and the Sheriff. Godric's reasons were all his own, something dear to him was going to hurt or even destroyed.
Both vampires went to rest that morning uneasy, the next few weeks were going to be test for both of them.
Hands banged on a coffin lid, air pressed down on lungs that had no use for it. Final fingers clawed the lid open, only Godric felt dirt pout onto his face. He could hear Sookie sobbing above him. A commanding voice mocked her; saying her lover was too week, too old to save her. His time was past. A savage howled bellowed out from him as he tore up through the earth. Dirty hands gripped a pale throat as he snarled into his advisory's face. Bland brown eyes bore into his while his fist knotted against the others chest. Godric spared on glance to the form curled on the floor. Eyes were swimming with tears while she looked at him in pure terror. He only smiled and turned back toward the pest that was bothering him. The boyish figure cocked his head to the side and slowly smiled. Grinning he pushed his fist into said chest and sharply drew out an unbeating heart. Crushing it in his hand, the body he held decomposed quickly to a gooey mass at his feet. Turning toward the huddled girl he slowly slinked up to her. He licked the fragile shell of ear and whispered," See I am death, only I will have you." She wailed while he painted her face in matching symbols to those on his body, truly marking what was his.
Godric bolted out of bed; the room was dark and only echoed back his fear. The clock read he had over slept and he noticed his phone flashing. He walked over on shaky steps and glanced at the screen. Two text messages from Sookie told him she was called into work and she was sorry if she disturbed him while he rested. She would call him when she got home.
He was grateful; this dream shook him more than he ever wanted to admit. Compton's reappearance made him nervous and made the beast hungrier than Godric had seen in years. The last time it felt anything like this was during a revolution filled with lost czarinas and power hungry prophets. The boy tossed his head to the side and tried to forget the memories of blood spilled on frozen rivers. He missed his personal sun.
It was decided then, he'd show her this beast and if it broke him when she turned away so be it. It truly would be his time to seek out peace in another form. He still found faith it would be in her arms. After all, her blood sang with the power of race that had hidden in the dark since before mankind could remember. Iron could bind them just as silver burned him; she was just as primal as he would always be.
He'd surprise at Merlotte's, walking towards his closet he stripped from blood sweat clothes.
The baby vampire stood completely still. In front of her host stand stood the oldest vampire she knew. Jessica twirled the end of her scarlet hair between her fingers only to stutter, "Mr. Godric sir, um Sookie she's…. she ain't got no tables ready. I'm so sorry!"
Poor thing looked to be in utter despair over the fact he couldn't sit in his infatuations section. Jessica peeked up and saw him smile at her, genuine amusement on his face.
"That's perfectly alright; I'll take a seat at the bar if I may."
She nodded and moved over to let him walk by. Sam looked up and nodded to him as he slid onto a stool.
Sookie turned the corner and nearly walked was nearly whipped in the face by Holly's ponytail. There Godric sat next to Hoyt, barely sipping a True blood. His demeanor completely at ease with the southern boy. Almost as if he was gauging a boyfriend for his little sister and pleased she picked a decent fellow. He wore again a slim pair of dark wash jeans with a fitted v-necked shirt. Almost a dark forest green color. A dark gray blazer hung off the back of the bar chair while he leaned on his arm. Sam behind the bar pouring a few drinks while chiming in a few points while the two men talked.
She could feel her body flushing as she thought back to the previous night and the memory of said dark clad body pressed up against her own.
She was blushing bad; enough that Holly thought it necessary to offer some disgusting sound herbal concoction for a cold. Sookie just smiled and said nope she right as rain thank you very much and pranced up to the three men.
Bouncing on her heels she perkily chirped;"Why hello and what do I owe this pleasure?" Godric turned and feigned surprise."Can I not make friends Ms. Sookie? Or am I doomed prowl your porch and throw rocks at your window to get your attention?"
She ogled him, "That was bad man. Real bad. Sookie don't get humor like that." Hoyt warned and patted Godric on the shoulder. Jessica, Sookie, Sam and Godric all looked down at his arm than back at Hoyt. He only shrugged and lifted his beer to them in a toast. He muttered something about getting over two thousand year old vampires to loosen up on the posture or something like that. Sam just snorted next to the tap system, Jessica started to brush off Godric's sleeve while babbling an apology mixed with remarks to Hoyt about respect dignified persons. Again Hoyt shrugged, Godric then laughed and slapped the bigger man on the back causing beer to spill and Hoyt to laugh harder than Godric.
He turned to Sookie, "See I made a friend."
She could only blink at him. "Sam do ya think I might be able to leave now? Arlene called and said she was on her way, something about the microwave not cutting out the fuse box because a Barbie doll was at the tanning bed."
He waved her off and said something about seeing her in a few days and to enjoy her days off. Hoyt nodded to Godric and told him anytime he was free to shoot him a call. It'd be nice if he and Sook stopped by the new place for a bit, it'd make Jessica excited. They both promised they would and walked out of the slow bar.
Sookie sighed as his arms wrapped around her waist, she drank in his scent. Sandalwood and coriander lingered on her senses as his lips trailed up her neck.
"Maybe we should go to my house and not make out in a public parking lot?" She suggested. He smiled at her as he turned her around. Kissing her nose, he asked her to drive them there.
"You didn't drive? How are you going to get home before dawn?" Worry creased her brow. Godric merely shrugged and answered,"I wasn't planning on going home."
Sookie merely turned redder than before and Godric could feel her pulse rocket. She only nodded and unlocked the car.
He listed to the shower stop; she had left him in the living room but said he could go wherever he pleased. He chooses to wait on her bed in just his jeans. She walked out of the bathroom running a brush through damp hair, her body wrapped in a fluffy robe. She stopped dead, her eyes wide.
He moved quickly and pinned her up against the wall. Her brush fell to the floor as he moves the robe past her shoulder. Bending his head he began to lap at skin. Her small hand tangled in his hair; drawing his face to hers she kissed his lips. She began softly then quickly deepened it. He moved them back towards the bed, both of them tugging and pulling at what little cloth covered they're bodies.
Pausing he took her face between his hands,"I am death, only I will have you." She answered back," I know, I'm scared but it because it more than I've ever had before." No terror in her eyes, "I dreamed about this, you bloody and marking me. Its ok it's not going to scare me away. Your mine and the same goes for me."
With that whispered confession his heart broke apart and returned back to something new. Whole and beating he revealed in her taste, touch and scent. His mouth took, dragged across ribs and down her spine. His finger roamed and mapped out veins and traced her heartbeat. He memorized the curve of her breast and the bow of her lip.
She explored just as eagerly, her hands shook as they moved down his arms, her palms rested on his stomach as her back arched. Both drowned in each other till you couldn't separate where he began and she ended.
Dawn broke and Sookie was awakened by birds and a rustling downstairs. A note rested on the pillow besides her head. He was still there, hidden away in the cemetery next door. Tara was downstairs cooking up a storm with the doctor teasing her. Sookie smiled and stretched, body sore but feeling so pleased.
Slipping a discarded dark green shirt on and some random pj bottoms she found she walked downstairs. Greeting the other two she checked her phone while pouring a cup of coffee. She barely noticed the burn from the coffee pouring over her hand as the voicemail played.
"Sookie, you are mine. I demand to know why HE was in your house. I will be wanting answer. Tonight."
Charles and Tara had to talk her down for an hour from finding Godric and waking him. The doctor promised Bill Compton would be getting all his answers that night, and be made to understand once and for all, the Horsemen are never to be crossed.