With my hands behind my back I bounce beyond excitedly on my toes. Godric stands beside me-a statue if amusement-with his eyes never leaving me. I wonder if he was just we excited for me to emerge as I am for Bernars right before I ask him, "Were you this excited for me to emerge right before I ask him, "Were you this excited for me to emerge right before I did?"
He lets out a small chuckle that makes me stop my bouncing so I can look and melt, "Even more so, I dare say. Though I was still my inside were bubbling with fear and uncertainty. I worried that when you awakened you would recent me for turning you. I feared you would instantly regret accepting my proposal with your first breath. I thought you would beg for final peace and though I knew I would give it to you I understood I would follow shortly. There was something in your haunting beauty in which I understood of I could not keep you there was nothing else this world could offer me. So, yes, Amie-my darling, Amie-I was far more anxious than you could ever believe."
Somewhere in the middle of his answer my arms found their way around his middle. A feel sad, really sad to think that my Godric could have been in a darker place than I could imagine and to think that even before he knew me I could have had that much of an impact on him. His arm reaches out and around me so that he can pull me in and hold me close while his face lowers and presses the gentlest of kisses to my lips. I whisper softly against his mouth that still stays against mine, "The moment I saw you I knew I had to be yours forever. There was no way I would face the True Death after meeting you."
I feel his lips raise into a smile and I can't help but to smile too. I lift up my chin slightly so I can kiss him and I'm pleased to see that he kisses me back. There's something odd in this moment that's peaceful and I find myself less and less anxious. It's like the calm before the storm and I'm ready for what ever is left. This is the last time me and Godric will be alone together for a really long time and we're enjoying it.
Until there comes the shift.
I look to the pile of dirt beside the grave that I dug up-under it is the blanket one of the humans that's works for Godric placed over us to protect us from the sun-and then next to it to my Bernard. I'm surprised to see him standing out of his bed while I stood in it for so long. His eyes are open wide and his mouth is slightly agape with fangs out and head hung slightly while his hands are outward away from his body. His eyes, giant blue things, jump from place to place in slow languid movements and there is something in the way that Godric moves behind me and the growing terror he is feeling that worries me. Is there something wrong with my son?
"Bernard?" I question and his eyes fall onto me and rest there finally as if my face is the only they have been looking for and now that they see me they won't look at anything else. My eyes fill with tears because he isn't moving or doing any of the things I did when I was turned. I open my arms slowly and he takes slow, almost zombie-like steps into them. I fold my arms around him and his head sits on my shoulder like he's a baby I'm going to cradle. I shut my eyes and whisper against his head, smiling softly because I know that's what he wants to hear, "My sunshine."
He sinks into my embrace and a real smile forms when I feel his hands lift up and wrap around me too. Though his actions are we weak and slow I can feel inside of him that he starting to comprehend things like who he is and what is going on. He pulls back a little and I drop my arms to look him over.
His eyes are a shade of blue unlike Godric's or Eric and Pam's. They are closer to mine with how light they are but his life has made them harder and his stare piercing although he stares at nothing at all. His skin is pale like Godric's and his hair is the same dark color too; though Godric's hair is short, Bernard's is very long and rests to his shoulders. I reach my hand up and push his hair over to the side and behind his ear so that it isn't in his face. He seems to like the action because there is a little smile on his lips that makes me smile too.
I look back to Godric and can see that his face is stone still and I know he is hiding his emotions but already I can see his eyes are seas of sympathy. Bernard steps forward again and rests his head back on my shoulder. I look down at him before looking back up to Godric and frown softly, "Can we go home now?"
Godric nods his head and I turn down to Bernard who is now looking at Godric too. His eyes are open wide as if he's taking in Godric's whole form. Though Bernard's insides have been emotionless despite his immediate terror I feel a slight pang of threat. I reach my hand up and rest it on Bernard's cheek and his eyes instantly return to me. I give him a quick smile and the feeling of threat dissipates. I look back to Godric and nod my head so he knows everything is okay but he doesn't look too happy.
I wrap my arm around Bernard's shoulders and we walk slowly, slower than I've walked as a vampire before. I know Godric must be thinking a million things about my little Bear but I can't focus on that. I have a handful with my Bernard and I know he will get better, I just know it.