A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out but I was suffering from writer's block. My next chapter of Daywalkers should be out in the next few days also. Thanks to my beta bas_math_girl.

SPOV

As I made my way to the lake to wash off the blood, I thought about Godric. When he first stepped out of the car, I suddenly knew why, for all these years, I had felt a small pull to Eric.

As I stepped into the lake and walked in until it reached my waist, I thought about how I was going to tell Godric about him being my soul mate. I felt when he arrived.

I spoke softly. "Did you know that the first time I met Eric I felt drawn to him a little bit and I couldn't work out why? I spent years trying to figure it out, and then when I met you tonight it finally clicked; I was feeling the pull of your blood in Eric."

He was quiet for a moment; I think he was in shock. I waited for him to speak, but to my slight surprise he just took off his clothes and come to stand next to me.

Standing next to him for a few seconds, I reached out with my hand and placed it in his. They fit together so well, like they had been made for each other, which they had. I heard Godric's sigh of contentment and smiled to myself. We were finally home.

We spent the next several weeks getting to know each other, and created a blood bond. Everything was fine until there was an unexpected takeover attempt by Nevada and Arkansas, which led to Sophie-Ann getting two new states, but at a price, which was my death. When I took the silver dagger to the heart, to save Eric, I saw a side of Godric that kind of turned me on but made our enemies cower in terror; he was all wild and feral.

Flashback

I watched as several enemies were cut down; it was a beautiful sight. As I moved around, I turned to look for Godric, when I saw movement in my peripheral vision.

"Eric, watch out!" I screamed as I pushed him out of the way, and took the dagger that was meant for him.

As I fell, I saw Eric tackle the guy to the ground and rip him apart. I saw the exact moment Godric realised I was fatally injured and he just snapped. When everyone was dead, Godric was at my side in an instant.

"Beloved, what can I do? I can't lose you," he said, his voice strained and tears running down his porcelain skin.

I smiled at him weakly before I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him with all the passion I had, before replying, "No, O meu Guerreiro. I'm afraid not, but I will be here in your heart and soul, and I will always love you." I exhaled my last breath, and my heart stopped beating.

As I felt my soul being dragged out of my body, I watched as Godric pulled my body into his arms and cried, mumbling in his native tongue. I watched as Eric tried to approach him but was stopped by Godric's fearsome growl.

I felt everything start to fade and knew that, if I could, I would find a way back to my love; as I felt that not even death could separate us.

A/N2: Ok no need for hate mail this is not what it looks like. I just wanted to make it super exciting I swear.

Translation: Galician

O meu Guerreiro: My Warrior