When I wake I find Godric wrapped around Sookie, completing the second exchange. WTF! She is not yet awake. And this worries me as well. His wrist heals after slowly dripping blood into her parted lips. She is starting to rouse and licking her lips. Godric strikes. He bites into her chest just above her exposed cleavage. She jolts awake. She looks around confused for a moment, then looks at Godric. He is still wrapped around her and stroking her stomach now, he pulls away from her chest, his bite marks healed by his blood coursing through her. They look into each others eyes for a moment then Godric smiles and kisses her, being gentle and slow.
"You have saved me my angel. Now I am yours as you are mine. I shall spend eternity earning this gift. The bonding has begun but there is much more than blood between us, I know you feel it too. There is much to deal with this night." Godric sat up, still touching her, and spoke softly but commandingly. "Please accompany me. I do not want to be separated from you. We can discuss whatever you wish after business has been attended to." Godric held his hand out to her. Sookie sat up and looked to me unsure for a moment, turned and looked into Godric's eyes once more then placed her dainty hand into Godric's. He raised her hand and kissed it. "Come, then angel, we must get ready." Much to my amazement she followed him, still holding his hand, and not only entered the bathroom with my maker but preceded to shower and change in his presence. The two of them emerge looking stunning a short time later.
The assembled group gave us a wide berth. Godric sits in an oversized comfortable leather chair; he still holds Sookie's hand and uses it to guide her to sit beside him. It is a snug fit but I can tell neither is bothered by it. Sookie seems to be thoughtful and oddly docile; no doubt questioning her own reactions to my maker, as am I. Godric holds her hand in his lap now and is using his other hand to gently stroke up and down her arm. I stand near them, towering over them. I am split between my thoughts of the situation with the FOTS and my maker and the situation with Sookie and my maker.
Godric uncaps his age; his ancient essence thickens the air and the increased pressure in the room forces everyone present to their knees. Sookie is unaffected. He does not speak for several minutes allowing silence and his influence to penetrate those gathered.
"I am returned to you only due to the two at my side. We have been betrayed in the most awful of ways. Trust is an amazing and valuable gift. One among you has abused that gift. Isabel and Hugo come forward." Several gasps were heard. "Isabel this man beside you is angry that you will not change him. He plotted to drug you using our donors and take you to the Fellowship where they would torture you and sacrifice you. Fortunately for you I drank the poison intended for you; one as young as you would not have survived to their intended end." Isabel sobs loudly and Hugo passes out.
Godric looks to Stan. "Stan, directly after this meeting, you are to give each donor $5000, make accommodations for them at the Red Orchid, and glamour them into believing they have just finished a vacation and will now be returning to their family homes, they are to have no ill will towards vampires but neither will they wish to live as donors." Godric pauses and looks around the room, "A stagnant food source gave the Fellowship and this betrayer an opportunity to bring us harm. I will no longer house donors and I recommend you do not either."
My maker makes eye contact with several of the vampires that kneel before him. "Be cautious children. More than two millennia and there is still room for error. This location is compromised. You will all be contacted with information on a new meeting place, no humans will be welcome their. Stay away from the Fellowship. I suspect they have a vampire in their congregation." You can feel the shock in the room. "They know more than they should about us. More than even horrible Hugo here, could have told them, so be wary of new faces or 'out of the ordinary'. Report anything you notice immediately."
"Isabel you will either behead or drain this traitor. You will do so now, and then you will make accommodations for our nest at Red Orchid. When we leave here this night we will not return; this location is dead. We will discuss your punishment at a later time."
"I do not wish to have his unfaithful blood mixed with my own." She stood, grabbed a sword from above the fireplace, and sliced his head right from his shoulders. This signaled the end of the meeting.
Many vampires flee but many others stay to finish their night's affairs. I move in front of the chair and kneel down again to be eye level with my maker. Before I can speak though, I am frozen in place by Sookie's slipping control of her scent and the look of fear on her face. Godric and I followed Sookie's line of sight. A slim Dark haired vampire of no great looks approaches us with a smug look on his face. The closer he gets the more tangible Sookie's fear becomes.
"Sookie, Sookie.." I tried getting her attention. Godric moved his lips close to her ear. I do not know what he said but she whipped her head from the strange vampire to stare at my maker. She threw her arms around his neck and squeaked out "IT'S HIM!"
Godric's infinite will flares again as he cuts his own neck with his nail and gently guides her trembling lips to his offering, then bites into her sweet neck; my maker's raging will forces me back to a non-threatening distance, I remain kneeling unable to look away or understand but completely entranced and seduced by the act taking place in front of me, every other vampire in the room feels the same. Godric has never been one for public feeding this is very out of character. Then it clicks the third exchange! A globe of ethereal golden light surrounds the pair and grows in size and brightness as the exchange continues. Sookie's head falls back and she releases one piercing scream of pleasure…then…her eyes flash bright blue and she passes out. I am still staring as is everyone else. William Compton, I have deduced by now, is held a few feet behind me. Godric caresses her tenderly and speaks softly to her. She wakes and looks into his eyes. They seem to be having their own conversation with no words.
The two pull away from each other with tender caresses, gentle words, and soft kisses. Godric presses her for one more kiss. She blushes brightly and looks away. Godric lifts her chin to meet his gaze; the two sit looking into each others eyes for several minutes. It still appears as if they are having a silent conversation. Others may not notice the subtle nuances of Sookie and Godric's gestures, but I do! Godric's will is lessoning but it is still here. I notice that William still is affected but I stand as do a few others but no one leaves; we are all still mesmerized over the scene before us. Sookie's scent was revealed just before and during the exchange but Godric's will held everyone back. Now that the blood is gone we have regained our senses, however many vampires present have identified Sookie as fae or at least not human. We knew that word would get out eventually; we just did not want to advertise it.
Godric stands with the authority over two thousand years have given him. He turns to Sookie and raises her hand that he has never let go of and kisses the back of it gently. He looks into her eyes, winks at her, places her hand in her lap reverently, and then he turns with wrath in his eyes. Two young vampires present cower on their knees, heads bowed to the floor to avoid the ancient one's fury. His eyes, his energy, and his control do little to contain the storm obviously brewing inside. "Farrell, detain Mr. Compton. Take him to our 'special accommodations'. Search his person, property, and history. I want to know everything about him. Ensure escape alone or with help is impossible. Failure in this task is fatal." Farrell's eyes widened along with many others; Godric's orders were rarely so intense. Godric spent the first two thirds of his vampire existence painted in blood and was known to most as 'Death'. Many centuries have past since I last saw the cold animal inside.
Godric stepped to the side of the chair Sookie still sat in and lifted her hands as if to help her up. She stood beside him, her embarrassment burning brightly on her cheeks. Godric kissed her forehead and continued to hold her hand. "You that are still present this late night have the pleasure of being introduced to this exquisite creature, my newly bonded mate, Princess Sookie Brigant of the Fae." So much for keeping things hush-hush.
