The Last Goddess

Disclaimer: Unbeta'd, so all mistakes are my own. All copyrights belong to Ms. Harris and Mr. Ball.

I Heard You

KRISTINA'S POV

(MEETING GRAN-PA, VLAD, AND PAPA)

I walk into the dining hall confused beyond belief, with a few very vivid images that I wish I could scrub from my brain.

"Hey everyone," I say while sitting down in front of a plate full of my favorite foods and a goblet of blood.

"Kristina, are you alright? You scared us out of our minds." Papa asks.

"I'm so sorry Papa; I wish I could have told you before. I tried many times, but I was never able to. Please tell me that you forgive me!" I say as I start crying.

I have gained complete control over my emotions, but when it comes to disappointing my boys, I will always cry and beg forgiveness. Before I can think any further, Papa has me out of my chair and in his lap, stroking my hair.

"My precious girl, I always knew you were special. We know that you couldn't tell anyone. There is no need for these tears or for you to ask for our forgiveness. We all love you very much. What I was referring too was why you woke up screaming." Papa states while gently stroking my hair.

"I knew she wouldn't tell you. She knew that I didn't want you to worry. (I say mostly to myself) From what I've heard, it is usually very painful when a spirit merges with an adult vessel. But I only felt a slight pressure on my spirit. The screaming was from what came at the finalization of my Transformation, my wings coming in." I duck my head as I say the last part and Gran-pa almost spits out his whiskey

I teleport from my father's lap and back to my chair so that I can eat. Oh my Goddess, was I starving or what? Well, in all honesty, I haven't really eaten in about a week.

Gran-pa finally recovers enough to ask in confirmation, "Wings?"

I just nod my head while eating my now refilled plate.

"Okay, so let me see if I have all the facts straight?" Vlad states with a slightly confused look on his face.

I nod for him to continue, while taking a break from eating to down two goblets of blood. Finally, I am not starving, but I am still hungry.

"So: 1) Freya is your Spiritual mother, 2) You chose your father and mother to be your Blood Parents, 3) You had to die in order for your Transformation to finish, but you have been going through pain gradually increasing your entire life, 4) You are the final Goddess, the one meant to rule the mortal realm with your Eternal Mate, 5) and you have never freaked out over all of this? 6) Oh and you now have wings?" Vlad declares, while somehow maintaining a straight face.

I had to laugh at the way he deduced everything.

"All of that was true, except I also have a spiritual father." I might as well tell him now that I can.

"But a Gods spirit only comes from one being." Vlad states with confusion in his voice.

"That is true, but we are all about balance. We always find another spiritual mother or father depending. You are my spiritual father." I state to him.

Vlad goes to say something, but stops and sits back in his chair contemplating. It's not like he has a choice. His soul accepted it before he was even turned. The choice has already been made. I see the resolve and realization in his eyes.

Finally, I feel full, but now my power is racing. I need to find a way to release it. Goddess, I wish it was as easy for me as it is for my fathers. Ewww…images! Apparently I didn't school my features fast enough, because all of my boys noticed.

"What is it My Precious Girl? Do you feel sick?" Papa asks concerned.

I just nod my head yes. But that just made then all look more concerned, I guess it is time to confess. These men know of all of my current powers already, I guess it is time for an updated list.

I take a deep breath, which I no longer need. "I heard a thought I really didn't want to hear." Okay it's the chicken shit way out, but hey I've had a rough few days.

"Who was it? You know I don't tolerate that here. What was it Sunshine?" Vlad asks, he has always been very considerate to my telepathy when it comes to his employs at the Estate.

I don't answer him, instead I just look down.

"Who was it?" He asks again, to which I just ignore.

Vlad asks me again who and even promises not to kill them.

"You", I say to him.

"Excuse me?" He asked, but not in an angry way.

I can feel my barely-there shields dropping; I need to use some energy and fast.

"YOU! I HEARD YOU!" I scream before teleporting outside, allowing my wings to spring forth, and bolting into the sky before anyone can see what direction I went in.

MICHAEL'S POV:

"YOU, I HEARD YOU!" She screams at Vlad, before teleporting away. I have never seen her scream at anyone before; Heated argument, yes. I mean she is a Brigant and her mothers' daughter. Both her mothers are known for their tempers.

She must have heard something pretty bad. Well, vlad is a vampire, but she was raised around them and she is a Faery. We are far more vicious in war than most vampires.

My father breaks me out of my musings by stating, "Freya said her energy would need to be released and soon. Honestly, I am surprised she lasted that long. She will be back; she just needs to burn off some energy."

My father always was more pragmatic than I. we all decide to sit outside and wait for Kristina to return to us. I promised her I would never track her through the blood unless I thought she was in danger, and I will not break any promise to my daughter, even if I could.