Chapter Eleven: We Belong Together
My body snapped up immediately as Kyra's name passed through Godric's lips. My head was spinning, and the desire to just curl up and sleep was overwhelming, but I was too confused to care. I frowned as I fought to focus on Godric's kneeling form. His hands were clutching at his head, as if it were about to suddenly just explode. His eyes were squeezed shut, pain passing over the once frightening expression of my best friend. I was shaken from what had almost occurred, from nearly being mauled by the vampire who had saved me time and time again. But I was still worried about him. Blurting out Kyra's name, mysteriously in pain, I didn't like the look of this one bit. I couldn't have done this, could I? I didn't even understand what was going on.
"What did you do?" Eric demanded as he paced in front of his maker, barely giving me a second glance. Glad he cared about the bleeding girl on the hood of the car.
"I-I don't think I did that." I replied hesitantly, hoping that was the truth. I didn't like the idea of hurting Godric, of causing him physical pain. I'd rather be put through hell than to harm my best friend.
"Then what the hell happened?" he shot me a glare.
"I don't know, Eric." I sighed, closing my eyes as exhaustion washed over me. Running for my life and nearly being drained took every ounce of energy out of me. All I wanted to do right now was just sleep. And then maybe I would wake up and all of this would just be some horrible nightmare.
"What happened?" there was a gust of wind before Eric's cool touch was on my chin, turning my head to the side to inspect my bleeding wounds. "He did this?"
"I was trying to get away but he grabbed me and shoved me down on the hood before biting me." I nodded before wincing. "I don't think he took too much."
"Just enough." Eric mumbled. "I'll need to give you blood."
"For a third night in a row." I grumbled.
"If you didn't go searching for trouble..."
"I don't!" I snapped, sending him a dark glare.
"I told you to stay in the car, didn't I? In fact, I didn't want you to come with me tonight, or even last night. I should have taken you to Bon Temps when I had the chance." His eyes narrowed as he stared down at me.
"Well why didn't you?"
"Because I know you too well, Ellie. You would have run into the street screaming bloody murder and would have gotten us all killed." He shook his head before raising his wrist up to his mouth, his fangs readying themselves to rip into his flesh.
But before he could, a loud scream of agony emitted from behind him. My eyes grew wide as I shot Eric a worried glance before I looked around the tall vampire only to find Godric lying on his side, his body completely limp.
"Father." Eric breathed out as he raced to the side of his maker, attempting to jostle him awake. "Master? Master answer me."
"I definitely didn't do that." I whispered to myself as I stumbled off the hood of the car. "I could try and heal him."
"No. You're too weak." Eric shook his head.
"I'll be fine; maybe I'll be able to..." I was stopped short by my own strength, or therefore, lack of. The dizziness became too much and I found myself crashing to the ground. I was thankful when two strong arms caught me before I reached the ground, Eric setting me down softly.
"Take it easy." He smoothed back my hair. "I'm going to put you in the car, alright?'
"Mhmm." I nodded numbly, my eyes fluttering closed.
Eric sighed as he lifted my form into his arms and walked me around to the other side of the care. I was barely even conscious as he slid me into the passenger seat, adjusting me into a comfortable position before shutting the door. I tried to remain conscious as Eric returned to his maker, wanting to know what he would do, but the tug at my consciousness was just too much. I succumbed to the darkness, wondering what in the world had happened to Godric.
"Oh my love." Kyra sighed as she knelt beside the vampire she had fallen in love with two thousand years ago, her hand sweeping over his short hair. "What's happened to you?"
She couldn't believe what she had felt, what she had seen. She had been paying close attention on Ellie's well being since she had escaped the In-Between. She wasn't supposed to be caring this deeply; she wasn't supposed to be interfering at all in the events on earth. But how could she not? Ellie was her other half. Kyra could feel every emotion that passed through the girl. She could feel every ounce of pain or happiness. This had never happened before. The Phoenix that preceded the current had never held onto a bond like this before. But their predicament wasn't exactly normal. Kyra's soul had been lost for 1400 years, only to find this little baby girl that was destined for greatness. Together, her soul and the soul of the baby girl created the woman they all knew today. Ellie was magnificent, whether she saw that or not. Godric had always known just how special Ellie was, just as he always knew Kyra had been more than just a mere human. He had protected her, treated her as he had Kyra. But now everything had changed. Something had snapped inside of this vampire and Kyra needed to fix it, to calm the only man she had ever loved. This wasn't Godric, this attitude, this hunger, it didn't belong to her lover. She needed to right this wrong before any other lives could be affected.
"This is against the rules, Kyra." A voice behind the red head spoke sternly.
Kyra winced as she turned to find one of the elders staring down at her with a look of disappointment on her face. She had been one of the original Phoenixes, though she hardly looked older than twenty five. She and the other three elders were the ones who watched over the realm of Phoenixes, ensuring that all abided by the rules. Kyra however, had broken them countless of times, just as she had broken every single rule while she had been alive. She wasn't supposed to fall in love with a vampire. She was the daughter of the sun and he was damned to a lifetime of the moon and the stars. She breathed life, healed death, and he was a bloodthirsty monster who didn't even have a heartbeat. It was an unlikely pairing, a forbidden one. But she had fallen in love with him that same very night she had woken from him saving her. She didn't leave his side those 600 years. They had bickered, they had argued, and they had physically fought. But not once had either left the other, not until she gave her life for him. She loved him more than anything. She had been reprimanded for it once she lost her life and found herself here, in her second life along with the other past Phoenixes. But she couldn't have cared less. Godric would remain the man she loved, even in the afterlife, and not even an elder could tell her any different.
"He cannot be here." The elder stepped closer, a look of disgust crossing her face at the mere sight of Godric. "This is forbidden, Kyra. You cannot interfere in their lives like you continuously do."
"He needed me." Kyra defended, her hand sliding into Godric's. She would always defend him, always protect him, even if she was technically dead.
"So you brought a harmful vampire to our world?" the elder shook her head. "Send him back, Kyra."
"He needs help. Please." Kyra was begging. "He was attacking Ellie; it was why I had to pull his soul here."
"Ellie can take care of herself, she is a Phoenix after all." The elder reminded her. "You should not be closely following her life as you are. You know the rules. You were supposed to guide her until she transitioned, and then the connection was supposed to be cut off. But time and time again you continue to..."
"She's my other half." Kyra stood suddenly, her hand slipping out of Godric's. "It's different than with all the other Phoenixes. I'm bonded to her."
"The rules are there for a reason."
"Screw the rules!" Kyra had always been outspoken, even when she had been alive. It had always kept Godric on his toes, her anger not something to mess with. She didn't care she was speaking back to an elder, that she could find herself punished as a result.
"Kyra." The elder scowled at her disobedience. "Send him back or I will. And it will not be pleasant."
Kyra's heart sunk at the threat. "Please, just give me a little bit of time."
"No, it cannot be done, Kyra. Do it now."
"Didn't you ever love someone when you were alive? Didn't you ever care so much about someone that you would do anything for them, even in death?" Kyra was grasping for anything now, trying desperately to make the elder understand that she needed to help Godric, that she needed to be there for him.
"We've all loved, and we've all lost. But we've all moved on. It's important to do so. You've held onto this vampire for too long, Kyra. End it now." The elder ordered.
"No." Kyra shook her head defiantly. "You can't ask that of me."
"I can."
"But...he means everything to me. He won't hurt any of us. I'll restrain him. Please, just let me help him."
"You've already brought him into our world once when you went against my wishes and went to the In-Between with that Reaper. I will not allow it again." The elder stepped forward. "You are one of us Kyra; abide by our rules, rules that have been in place long before you were even born."
"All I'm asking for is a little bit of time. And then that will be it. I won't bring him here again and I'll...I'll try my best to close off the bond I hold with Ellie." Kyra was hesitant to do so, but if this was the only way to help Godric, then she would do so. She wouldn't hold true to her word anyways. She wasn't even sure if she could close off the bond she had with Ellie.
The elder stared at her for the longest time, trying to gauge if what Kyra was saying was true. Masking her true intentions, Kyra stared right back at the Elder with a look of determination in her eyes. She wasn't going to give up. She wasn't going to just send Godric back while he was like this. It had taken enough effort to bring him here in the first place. She already felt drained of energy, but she fought to continue on. She needed to protect Ellie and save Godric, even if it did require her to break all the rules to do so.
"You will have no more than an hour." The elder finally gave in. "however, you must lose contact with them indefinitely, do you understand?"
"Yes." Kyra nodded. "I understand."
"Good." The elder sent Godric one last look of disgust before shaking her head and turning away. "You'll be alone, Kyra, should he attack you. I won't allow the other Phoenixes near him."
"I know the risks."
Kyra watched as the elder suddenly faded into nothing, a sigh emitting from her lips. She turned back around to Godric, only she was stunned to find that Godric was no longer there. Had the elder broken her word already? Had she sent Godric back before she could help him? Worry surged through her as she turned this way and that, searching for the vampire she had just lost track of inside of a world where Godric would be desired to drink from every being he crossed paths with. It was dangerous of her to bring him here. He had attacked Ellie because of her blood, and while she was no longer alive, Kyra still shared that sweet intoxicating blood. It was risky, but this was Godric, her lover. She would risk everything for him, always and forever.
"Shit." Kyra muttered to herself, running a hand through her hair. "Where the hell did you go, Godric?"
"Kyra." His unmistakeable voice sounded from behind her.
Kyra spun around, her eyes growing wide as she stared at the vampire. "Godric. Oh my love!"
She went to take a step towards him, to want to hold him in her arms, to feel his sweet kisses on her lips. But she froze when she saw the look in his eyes. He could smell the Phoenixes. This world reeked of it. The moment he had awoken he would have smelt it, would have felt that tug on his hunger. His fangs had already extended, and there was a lust for hunger than she hadn't seen in centuries. But she had known the risks when she brought him here, and shoved the fear away.
"Godric, you need to fight this." She stared into the eyes she had fallen in love with so long ago and it pained her to see that sorrow mixed with hunger. He didn't want this, not at all. But he had no other choice. He had tasted human blood, remembered the taste he had once enjoyed long ago, and now he could no longer control himself. "I know you can fight this."
"Your blood..." His eyes closed as he licked his lips, Ellie's blood still staining his fangs. It sickened Kyra, but she had to push passed that. This was Godric. He wouldn't intentionally hurt a soul in the right state of mind.
"You can fight this, Godric. All you need to do is try. You're strong. I know you don't want this."
"But I do want this." Something flashed in his eyes, something she had never witnessed before.
"Godric..." she found herself backing up just as he rushed towards her.
She didn't hesitate as she sent a surge of power to the tips of her fingers, outstretching her hand and stopping Godric in his tracks. He was frozen in mid run, unable to move a single muscle. He was seething, trying desperately to fight the invisible bonds that kept him still. Kyra sighed as she shook her head in sadness. She had hoped it wouldn't come to this. She didn't want to use physical force against him, much like Ellie didn't. But if this was the only way, then she would have to. She couldn't send Godric back there in this condition. No one would be safe then, especially not Ellie.
"I'm sorry, Godric. But you have to fight this. You just have to." Kyra stepped forward knowing that he wouldn't be able to attack her. "I love you, I so love you. You need to find the strength, Godric. I know you can do it. You're not a monster, you're anything but that."
"But I am. I'm a monster." He hissed, his eyes narrowing. "All I want is blood."
"But you can fight that. You did once before. You craved it so much when we were together, and for so long you were unable to control yourself. But eventually you did. And you can do so again. I believe in you." She reached a hand out, her fingers lightly grazing his cool cheek. He appeared to have flinched, though he couldn't move. It broke her heart to see him this way. "I know you can do this, I know it."
"All I want is your blood."
"Fight it, Godric. Remember what it was like, when we were together. Remember when we loved one another. Remember it all. There's good in you, Godric, there's so much good in you. You can do this." She urged him, cupping his cheek and looking him straight in the eye. She drew herself even closer, and should he find some way out of the binds holding him, his fangs would be poised for attack.
"You were..." he seemed to be struggling with the words, so many emotions flashing in his orbs. "You were the one. But you left me and I..."
"I know. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You have no idea how much I wished everything could have been different." Kyra sighed, her eyes closing as the emotions rose inside of her. She wished every single day that she could go back to that night, that she could have done something differently so they could be together. But she couldn't do that. This had always been their fate, with or without them knowing it. What's done is done; all they can do now is move forward.
"I loved you and you left me."
"It was to save you. I couldn't have let you died. I wouldn't have been able to go on without you." She could feel the tears forming in her eyes.
"But it was alright for you to leave me, for me to be miserable?" he growled.
"I'm sorry for the pain I caused you. I'm sorry for everything." she cupped both of his cheeks. "Do you remember when you wanted revenge on some men that had treated me poorly when I searched a village for some food? You attacked them; you were so close to killing them."
"You should have let me." Godric's eyes narrowed.
"But you didn't. You stopped yourself. Even though the blood was calling to you, you let them go. You fought the urge night after night. You were unbelievable, and I loved you for it. You can do that again, my love. You can fight this."
"I-I can't." His voice was strained.
"Yes you can." She insisted, drawing even closer to him until her lips were brushing against his. "I'll help you."
I groaned as I found myself coming to. There was a dull ache in my neck, and the images from when Godric attacked me flashed before my eyes. I shuddered as I tried to sit up, only to find my movements restricted. My eyes flew open in a panic, but I soon relaxed when I realized that I was only strapped into a car. I slowly turned my gaze onto the driver, Eric, and did my best to ignore the pain that shot up my neck. I must have let out a soft whimper however, as Eric's head snapped towards me.
"You need my blood." He stated, and before I could stop him, he had bitten into his wrist and held it out for me to take.
I pulled a face but grabbed onto his bloody wrist anyways and licked the bleeding wound. It was for my own benefit to drink his blood, to heal quickly. I was tired of feeling pain, tired of always finding myself in this predicament. I drank his blood as quickly as I could, sucking hard on his wrist until I felt my neck begin to heal, the blood replenishing as the pain ceased. I pushed his wrist away then, wiped the last of his blood off of my lips before something caught my eye in the back seat. My face paled when I found Godric lying across the back seat, absolutely unconscious.
"What if he..."
"I couldn't just leave him." Eric insisted, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
I nodded silently, knowing he was right. Whether or not Godric woke up and wished to attack me, it didn't matter, at least not yet. What did matter, however, was taking him to safety, wherever that may be.
"Where are we going?" I gazed out the window, trying to gauge where we were.
"Shreveport." He answered simply.
I raised an eyebrow. "We're going home?"
"Do you honestly think I was going to leave him there?" Eric flashed me a look of annoyance. "He's my maker. I'm taking him to safety."
"You don't need to be snippy." I crossed my arms and glowered at him. "I was just asking."
"Asking an unneeded question."
I shook my head and kept my gaze out the window, watching for any sign of life. We were on a main highway this time, unlike the trip to New Orleans. I was thankful for that. While not many cars were passing us on either side of the road, it was at least less likely for anyone to attack us on such a common highway. Or at least, that's what I was hoping. We didn't need another thing to go wrong for us.
"Where are we?" I wondered. "Will we make it there in time?
It was already two in the morning, I didn't want us to find ourselves half way there only for the sun to come up and leave us stuck. I would be fine, but Eric and Godric would need immediate shelter. I couldn't even attempt to protect both from the sun. It took enough energy out of me doing so for one vampire. Two would be a catastrophe.
"We're halfway there." he answered. "We'll make it just in time."
"Thank god." I let out the breath I never knew I had been holding in. "What do you think happened to him?"
"I don't know." He grumbled. "Can I have some silence please? I was happier when you were unconscious."
I ignored him as I tried to come up with some theories. How else were we going to explain what had occurred? It was becoming less and less likely that I had anything to do with it. So if that was the case, then what happened? Who did this to Godric? And why did he say Kyra's name? Was he confused and thought that I was her? Or was there another reason for it? It was all just too confusing, and I wished an answer would just appear.
"He's going to be okay, right?" I snuck a glance into the back of the car. "I mean, he'll be back to normal eventually, right Eric?"
"I don't know." He admitted softly, his grip loosening on the steering wheel as he sighed. "I just don't know."
"He has to be alright. We can get him through this."
"He'll need to detox." Eric shrugged, a worried look crossing his face. "Once the human blood, and yours, is out of his system, all we can hope is that he'll return back to normal."
"I hope so."
"I'm going to release you." Kyra decided. The only way for Godric to fight this beast inside of him was to allow him to be free, to make his own decision. It was risky, but she was ready to stop him should he actually attack her. She hoped it wouldn't come to that, but it was a risk she had to take. "Fight it, Godric. I love you. I know you love me. You can fight this."
Godric stared at her, a mixture of emotions in his blue green orbs that not even she could understand. Hesitantly, Kyra took a step back, preparing herself for whatever was to come. Inhaling sharply, Kyra outstretched her hand, waving it to the side as the invisible bonds broke. Godric nearly stumbled to the ground at the sudden release, but quickly composed himself. He stood there in front of her, completely still. She could see his mind working though. His body tensed, his hands clenched at his sides as his fangs remained extended. He was trying to fight it, she could see that. He was trying to desperately defeat the monster from within.
However, the fight was easily overcome by the desire, and he suddenly leapt at her. Once again, he was frozen in time, unable to move. He let out a low growl, the struggling becoming more and more as time passed.
"Fight it, Godric. You can do this. I know you can. I believe in you. You just have to concentrate. You don't really want to bite me. Just like you didn't mean to bite Ellie. You love me, and you care so greatly about her. You don't want to bring her pain, I know that. Fight it."
"Don't you see that I can't?" He growled dangerously low. "I want your blood. I want her blood. Just let me go."
"No Godric, that's what the beast wants. That's what the monster wants. But I know you better than anyone. You don't want that. You don't want to cause anyone harm, especially not the ones you love. All you have to do is fight." She urged him. "I believe in you Godric."
He didn't answer. He didn't speak. He just stared at her longingly, but for which reason, Kyra wasn't sure. She took another deep breath, putting even more distance between them, before letting Godric go once again. This time, however, he was out of sight in a flash. Kyra cursed herself for forgetting about his quick speed, and quickly mustered up the power from within, the warmth spreading through her fingers. It was a miracle that their powers still worked once they were dead, once they were in their own world, their own realm. It shouldn't have been possible, but their god had given them a gift. He gave them peace, power, purpose, all for roaming the earth for the treacherous centuries that they all had. She was glad for that power, or else she never would have stood a chance up against Godric, one of the strongest vampires she had ever known.
Kyra whipped around in search of Godric, but there was no sight of him anywhere. She knew what he was doing. He was stalking his prey. She had watched him do this countless of times in the past. It had always fascinated her then. But not now. Her strength was starting to leave her from the acts of power she had already used. Bringing Godric here had wiped her out. The act of bringing Ellie here was usually the most amount of power she had ever used. Bringing a vampire's recreated soul to a world that wanted to naturally dispel him, that was the hardest of them all. And now she had to defend herself against her lover. But this had been her choice, she reminded herself. This had all been part of the risk.
Godric finally showed himself, and if she hadn't learned the great reflexes that she had by this very vampire, she never would have had enough time to throw a red light at him, burning him just enough to stop him in his tracks, a hiss of pain emitting his lips.
"Fight it, Godric."
"I can't." He growled.
"Yes you can." She nodded, waving her hand and ceasing the burning sensation beneath his skin. "Fight it."
"I don't want to." he looked ready to pounce again.
"Fight. It."
He was gone again, disappearing just like that. Kyra sighed but kept her senses on alert. He was waiting for the right moment before...
Kyra let out a yelp in surprise as Godric suddenly knocked her to the ground, pinning her beneath him. She mentally slapped herself for not being ready to stop him, and struggled out of his grasps. But it was no use, he was still stronger than she was, he always had been. She remembered the times he would practice with her, for her to learn the powers she had been given. He had always overpowered her until that one night she got the upper hand. She had teased him about it ever since then, until the day she had sacrificed herself, when they no longer could tease one another anymore.
"Fight it, Godric. You can do it, my love." she tried to catch his gaze, but he only had eyes for the pulsing vein in her neck. "Godric I love you, you don't want to do this."
"I have to." he murmured, lowering his fangs closer and closer to her neck, the razor sharp incisors grazing across the vein. Kyra squirmed beneath him, trying everything she could to stop him, to get him to fight.
"I love you Godric. I love everything about you. I don't care that you're a vampire, I love you so much." There were tears in her eyes. "You can do this, I know you can. Fight it. Fight the urge. Fight the hunger. Remember who I am. Remember what it was like. You can fight it; you only just have to try."
His fangs were pressing into her neck, so close to breaking the skin.
"Look at me." she demanded. "Look at me Godric.
He let out a hiss but raised his head just enough to look her in the eye.
"I love you Godric. I love you so much. I'm sorry for the pain I caused you. But this isn't you. I know what you went through because of that bombing was terrible, but you are stronger than this. Let yourself fight. Do this for me. Do this because you love me."
"I can't."
"Look me in the eye and tell me that you love me, Godric. Just do it. I love you so much." The tears were threatening to spill as she pleaded with him.
His own tears were forming in his eyes, the bloody red tears she hated to see. He didn't want this, she could see that. He was struggling with his self control. But he could do this, she knew that. He could fight this. All he had to do was try.
"Do you remember what you told me? It was the night before I saved you, before I died." A tear slid down her cheek as she remembered that night, and from the way his eyes softened, she knew he remembered it clearly. "You told me that you would love me forever, that we would be together for an eternity. You made love to me that night, you held me, you refused to let me go. You gave me all the hope in the world. I was never afraid of you, Godric. Because you loved me so much. You showed me what love was, that there was such a thing as soul mates. And you were my soul mate, you still are. I love you more than you'll ever comprehend, that's what you told me."
She could see the inner struggle he was having, the fight that was going on inside of the man she loved. She watched as the hunger in his eyes grew, only to be replaced by love. This continued on and on, Kyra only able to pray which emotion would overcome him in the end.
Eventually, Godric flashed away from her, pain crossing his face as he kept the distance between them.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered, sounding much more like the young boy she had met so long ago.
"Oh Godric." Kyra let out a sigh of relief as she pushed herself up onto her feet. "Oh I knew you could do it, Godric."
"I'm so sorry." The bloody tears were slipping down his cheeks as he fell to his knees, covering his face with his hands. "I truly am a monster."
"No you're not." Kyra hurried over to his form, kneeling down beside him as she clasped onto his hands and pulled them down away from his beautiful face. "You fought it, Godric. You fought the beast and you won."
"But I...I nearly..." he trailed off.
"But you didn't. You didn't hurt me." she assured him, trying her best to brush away the blood tears with her delicate fingers.
"Elizabeth...I hurt her." He hung his head in shame. "I couldn't control myself."
"She knows that. She doesn't blame you at all." Kyra spoke with certainty. She knew that Ellie didn't blame him for what he had done. He wasn't himself. He wasn't in the right state of mind. They all knew that. "She loves you; she cares so much about you. She could never blame you, Godric."
"But..." his eyes met hers. "I don't deserve it."
"You do." She pressed her hand against his cheek as she scooted closer to him. She laid her forehead against his, enjoying the closeness she had missed. "I've so missed you, my love."
Godric let out a sigh, the tension leaving his body as Kyra caressed his cheek lovingly. "It's been so long since you last brought me here."
"I know." She smiled sadly. "I've already gotten in trouble for doing so."
"Then why? Why do it?" he wondered, gazing into those green eyes he loved so dearly.
"Because I love you, Godric. I would do anything for you. Including breaking some stupid rules." Her smile widened as she remembered talking back to the elder, a decision she would surely be punished for. But she didn't care. Because if she hadn't done so, than she wouldn't have this rare moment with the man she loved.
"You were never a fan of rules." His eyes closed as he inhaled an unnecessary breath.
"Neither were you." She mused, her lips dipping down to his. "I've missed you so much, Godric. You have no idea how much I wish I could be there with you."
"Why must I go back?" his eyes opened suddenly, a new desire set in his eyes. "I could stay here, with you."
"Because that's not how this works unfortunately." Kyra sighed, the bright spark in her eyes dulling. "Time is almost up as it is I'm afraid. You're not meant to be here, Godric. You still have so much that you're set to do. And you have another Phoenix depending on you."
His face fell. "She will never forgive me."
"Didn't you hear me?" she clasped a finger under his chin, forcing his gaze to remain on her. "She cares about you so deeply, Godric. All she wants is for you to be alright. She's worried. She would forgive you in a heartbeat, you know that."
"I should have had more self control."
"No one can expect that after what you went through." Kyra shook her head. "What did happen, my love? I only know what I saw through Ellie's perspective? What happened during that bombing?"
She listened as Godric recounted the story to her, her heart breaking knowing that her love had to go through such an ordeal. They sat together, wrapped in each other's arms until Godric began feeling a tug at his consciousness. Kyra could feel it as well, knowing that the hour was up and she was to part with her beloved. Tears entered her eyes as she brought her lips against Godric's, wishing she never had to leave him. She hated this. She hated not being there for him, to see him every single day of their lives. They were supposed to have more time together. Centuries felt like only days to her now. She wanted a lifetime with Godric, a lifetime of their love.
"I will never cease loving you." He whispered to her, brushing away the tears slipping down her pale cheeks. "You will always be my beloved."
"We'll see each other again one day." She assured him, knowing it in her heart that this was not goodbye, that this would be the last time they laid eyes on one another. They would be together again somehow, she was sure of it. "Take care of Ellie, Godric; she'll need you more than ever. Trouble is on the horizon. I've seen glimpses and...you'll all be trailed. Just be there for her, like you always have."
"I will." Godric agreed, memorizing her face, wishing he could wake up and see it every single day. "I love you, Kyra."
"And I love you, Godric." She kissed him one last time before she felt him fading away from her. "Never forget that."
Godric fell unconscious before his body faded to absolutely nothing, leaving Kyra perfectly alone in the field of wild flowers. She cried over the loss of her beloved, wishing there was some way to see him again soon, without Godric meeting the true death and losing all of those he loved behind.
"One day, my love, one day."