Dreamer

Chapter 5

Damn my situation and the games I have to play
With all the things caught in my mind

So don't go away, say what you say
But say that you'll stay
Forever and a day...in the time of my life

-Don't Go Away-Oasis

Eric leaned back in his office chair; the music of his club didn't reach his ears. He had his hands folded across his stomach; eyes closed. He saw Percy's face; her smile, the warmth in her eyes. He had kept his promise; had he fulfilled the request Godric had left him with.

The night he had killed Charlie had hadn't felt bad. He had felt conviction; this man had harmed Percy. It was the right thing to do, to end his life. He hadn't gone after Steve Newlin or the Fellowship. It was Charlie had had trapped her, let harm come to her. So that was the on Eric had punished.

He had gone to the airport without saying goodbye to her. He hadn't known what to say to her. Worse yet, he wasn't sure if he could have left her. He wondered how Godric had found the strength to leave her side. And he felt wonder and amazement at his Maker's strength.

The pain of his loss was still there; it would always be there. For as long as Eric lived; he would hold the loss of his Maker in his heart. But he knew now, he wasn't the only one. Persephone Rogers would mourn Godric for the rest of her days. And it helped a little; know that she would carry it too.

And now, he returned to his life; to his club, to his business. He returned to dealing with his role as Sheriff. And it no longer felt like a hardship. He had received a chance to mourn and grieve without fear. Returning to Dallas, speaking of Godric again, had helped a part of him to let go. And it left him feeling stronger.

The intercom on his desk buzzed and he opened his eyes. Leaning forward he pushed the button. "Yes, Chow?"

"You have a call."

Eric wasn't expecting any calls, "Put it through." He picked up the receiver and heard the line connect, "This is Eric."

"This is Percy," Persephone's voice filled his head. "I wanted to thank you for your visit."

He smiled, it was a true smile. "You're welcome."

"I heard about Charlie and wanted to thank you for that as well. Admar, Ricky and I can leave Dallas now and move on." There was silence for a moment, "Admar has decided to move to his father's when he is sixteen. Ricky wants to return to his grandparents."

He could hear the sorrow in her voice, "Why?"

"Even I don't know that. But it would be for the best, I think."

"Where will you go?" Eric asked.

"I am not sure yet,"

"You are always welcome here."

Percy smiled and he could hear it through the phone. "Thank you."

"I could get you a job in Shreveport, if you ever wanted to settle here." Eric told her. Eric sighed, "Will you think about moving here?"

"Do you really need me that close? We have managed just fine at a distance."

"I can't let him go and having you around keeps him close. Rest assured, you would safe here."

"I will keep that in mind."

Eric hesitated for a moment, "Persephone,"

"Yes?"

"I am not him, but I do care about you." He paused again, "As much as one like me can, that is."

She chuckled gently, "Same here; always know that."

"You know, it's strange. I am always looking for ways to strengthen my base; someone with your powers could help me. But I can't bring myself to pull you in that deeply."

Percy nodded and he heard it, "I am aware of that; and I am grateful you won't. I don't think I would be very useful to you."

"Why not?"

"I may call up storms and such, but to take a life? There are some things that even I cannot do."

"That's why he loved you so much."

She was quiet for a moment, "And that is enough."

"Yes, I guess it is."

"I'll call you again, Eric. Thank you for the offer."

"We'll talk again," Eric hung up and stared at the phone.

He knew, as surely as anything, that she would call him again. Grief and loss has a way of pulling people together; regardless of their species. Percy and he had forged a bond that wasn't based on power; but on promises kept, and dreams shared. It would last for as long as they both lived. And it ran stronger and deeper then friendship; but was somehow not love, but very close to it. That was Godric's greatest gift to Eric and to Percy; giving them the chance to remember him as only they could. That was the greatest dream that one could ask for.

The End