Chapter Forty Seven: This Is Gonna Take All Night
"It's only been a week since Eric proposed, Sookie, why do you already have me in a wedding dress?" I scrunched my nose up as I stood on the low platform wearing a far too poofy ball gown. "Okay this is hideous."
I caught sight of Sookie bursting out laughing and turned on the platform to glare at the blonde. She had somehow managed to drag me into this store, though I had only been engaged for a week and honestly hadn't even thought about the wedding for a single second. It was a bit difficult when I was having mind blowing sex with Eric most nights, with whatever spare time we had spent with Eric babying me, thinking I would break apart at the seams at any moment. I loved him for caring however, even though he was driving me bonkers with how protective he was being. He had all but locked me inside his – no, our – country home. Apparently Eric had forgotten that Dr. Ludwig had given me a clean bill of health before I was released from the clinic. It was sweet though, and I knew he was only trying. And I had admitted to him that I wanted to be showered by his love, and that's exactly what he was doing. He was taking care of me, even when I didn't need it. Eric Northman really had changed somewhere along the way.
He must have if he had been serious about getting married.
I had asked him over and over again if he was sure he wanted to do this. I didn't need a ring, I didn't need to wear a white dress and say a few vows to know that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. I didn't need any of that. I just wanted him, plain and simple. But every time I had asked, Eric had only assured me that he wanted nothing more than to marry me. And I think that just made me fall in love with him even more. I had never expected to marry Eric, not in a hundred years did I picture this. I had the same fantasy that any girl had; I wanted to walk down that isle and marry the man that I loved. But the moment I had fallen in love with Eric, that sort of just slipped from my mind. Eric wasn't exactly the type to get married. But he had surprised me, just like he always seemed to be doing. And now I had that dazzling white gold diamond ring on my finger, and everything just felt like a dream.
Well if it was a dream, it was one I certainly never wanted to wake up from.
"You can stop laughing now." I rolled my eyes at Sookie, planting my hands firmly on my hips. "I look like a wedding cake topper, I know. Can we stop this now?"
"It's only the first dress though!" Sookie shook her head, wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes.
"Why am I the one up here looking ridiculous? You were the one engaged long before I was." I pointed out as I somehow managed to shuffle off of the platform without breaking my neck and slipped back into the dressing room.
"It was like a week, if that."
"But still!" I complained as I fought to get out of the dressed that just wouldn't budge. "Sookie the dress is attacking me!"
"Oh you're hopeless." Sookie snorted as she slipped through the curtained dressing room and came to stand at my back. "Stop flailing your arms and stand still."
"You're just loving this, aren't you?" I stuck my tongue out at her from over my shoulder.
"Yep." She smirked back at me before unzipping the back of the dress. "There you go."
"Oh thank god." I pulled the dress off and pressed down the sleeveless silk slip I was wearing as Sookie handed over another dress. I pulled a face at the lace covering the bodice, but she only shoved it in my hands and slipped back out of the room. "I seriously hate you right now. I have all of eternity to get married; you and Sam don't."
"Yeah, but knowing you, there will be a new big bad coming around any day now." She teased. "You and Eric have to get married and have your happily ever after before anything else can go wrong."
She had a point there. "Alright, I see what you mean. Have you and Sam discussed when you'll get married?"
"Not really. We don't want to wait too long though. If nothing else, this whole war has taught us that life is short."
I didn't say anything in response as Quinn's face flashed before my eyes. I had to squeeze my eyes shut to stop the emotions from rising. It felt like a stake was being driven back through my chest every time I remembered that night. I couldn't believe Quinn was really gone. I had gotten to say goodbye to him, and for that I was glad, but it just would never be the same. I would always miss him, always wish he was here. He had become such a strong force in my life in only a short amount of time. I would never forget everything he had done for me, everything he had given up.
"You're thinking about Quinn, aren't you?" Sookie guessed the reason for my silence.
"Yeah." I admitted with a sigh as I struggled into the dress, slipping it over my head. It fit a bit loosely, but otherwise didn't look all that terrible. It was a giant step up from the princess dress anyways. "I just...I miss him."
"It's weird not having him around." She agreed. "But you know, he would be happy for you, that you and Eric are getting married."
"He was never the biggest fan of Eric's." I reminded her.
"But he knew just how much you loved him. Hell, you got drunk over it, remember."
"Don't remind me." I groaned, remembering that morning waking up next to Quinn a little bit too well. Not one of my finest moments. But I think that drunken mistake had only drawn Quinn and me even closer.
"Sorry." She chuckled. "Are you ready? Come out, I want to see you."
"You are going to be the death of me." I muttered as I pushed back the curtain. "Happy?"
She waved me out of the room and to the low platform. I rolled my eyes but obliged, only managing to trip once over the bit too long dress. It wasn't my cup of tea, and actually, I wasn't sure if I would ever find a wedding dress that I would find suitable enough. I hadn't thought about dresses, or wedding dates, or really anything since Eric had proposed. That's what normal brides did, wasn't it? I'm sure the only reason Sookie hadn't turned into a complete bridezilla was because of the war that had been going on around us. But now we were on the other side of it all, both engaged and to be married.
"Can you believe we're both getting married?" Sookie grinned at me as she came to stand beside me, both of us gazing into the large mirror.
"I honestly thought I never would." I admitted with a shrug.
"You never thought Eric would take that next step?" She questioned.
I raised an eyebrow at the blonde. "It's Eric Northman."
"Okay, point taken." she laughed with a shake of her head. "But haven't you always wanted to get married, to have a nice white dress and walk down the aisle?
"Of course." I nodded, tugging on the ends of the long brain pulled over one shoulder. "But once I knew for sure I had fallen in love with Eric, it was just never in the cards. I mean, vampires usually don't get married, Sookie, and not vampires like Eric. Even when he was human I doubt that thought ever crossed his mind."
"True." She agreed. "I was shocked when he just asked you. I thought I was hearing things."
"You and me both." A smile tugged at my lips as my gaze fell to that beautiful ring I had dreamed about for so long. "I never thought I would actually have this ring on my finger."
"And now you do. You get to have that fairytale ending just like I told you you would." Sookie was grinning from ear to ear.
"We both do." I corrected her. "Let's just find a better dress for this fairytale ending, yeah?"
"Agreed, lace doesn't suit you at all." She snickered. "We need something sexier. Then again, we both know the dress will just be ripped off of you before the night's over."
"No objections here."
"You should have been resting, not gallivanting around town."
"I wasn't gallivanting, Eric." I snorted as I settled down on the couch beside him, the fire blazing in the fireplace. I shuddered as I stared into those flames, the memories of that night flashing before my eyes. The sheer intensity of the power that had surged through my veins had almost been enough for me never to want to use my powers again. I knew what I had done had been for a reason, and I would never regret killing Victor and his followers. But a part of me was scared that I had been able to channel so much power, putting so many people at risk. I wanted to take a nice long break from everything to do with the Phoenix side of me. I wanted to be ordinary, just for a little bit. I think I deserved that, after everything I've gone through over the past few years. I just wanted to curl up next to my fiancé, my soon to be husband, and forget all the past troubles. We were taking a grand leap and starting fresh. Maybe we could take a nice long vacation as a honeymoon. God knows we could use one.
"You should be taking it easy." He wrapped an arm around my shoulders as I curled up beside him, laying my head on his chest. "I don't want you over doing it."
"It's been a week, Eric, and I'm fine. Dr. Ludwig said I was fine, and hell, you forced your blood into my system once we got home." I rolled my eyes. "I love that you care, and honestly, I don't want you to stop, but dial it down just a little, alright?"
"Home." There was a genuine smile on his face, a spark in those striking blue eyes. "I like the sound of that."
"This was your home before." I pointed out to him.
"It was a safe house. I hardly spent any time here before now, before you." Eric shrugged. "The Shreveport home was more convenient, and you were more familiar with it. If I could have, I would have brought you here after the witches were destroyed and never let you leave my sights."
I saw a flicker of pain cross his face as he remembered the past. I reached up, cupping his cheek in my hand and offered him a smile.
"I'm not going anywhere, Eric. You and I, we're going to get married and spend a lifetime together. You can't get rid of me that easily."
His lips dipped down to capture my own, he tongue brushing across my bottom lip as if asking for permission. I moaned, Eric taking the opportunity to dart his tongue through to meet mine. My hand slid around to the back of his neck, pressing him closer as our tongues duelled for dominance. There was no surprise when his won, just as it always did, but I surprised him as my other hand fell to his lap, my fingers lightly brushing over the bulge in his pants that was beginning to grow. A low growl emitted from the back of his throat as suddenly I was being pushed back onto the couch, now on my back as he hovered over me. His lips parted from my own, only to trail kisses along my jaw and to my ear, his human teeth nipping at the lobe. I sighed in perfect content as his lips moved farther down my neck before reaching my pulsing vein. My back arched as his tongue flicked out, teasing the sensitive patch of skin as his fangs extended with a click.
"I will forever love you, my soon to be wife." He murmured, his nose nuzzling my neck.
"Forever and always." I whispered back before a gasp sounded from my lips as Eric's hand slipped underneath my shirt, his fingers brushing over my bra covered breasts. "Eric..."
"Shh, my love." He bit down gently on my neck, not hard enough to pierce through the skin, but just enough to silence me. "You are mine tonight, just as you will be mine for the rest of eternity."
I shuddered at his words, my eyes fluttering close as he began lifting the shirt up and over my head, leaving only my bra covering my breasts. He quickly did away with that too, ripping it right down the middle and tossing it to the floor. I took a sharp intake of breath the moment Eric's tongue was met with my nipple. I threw my head back with a moan as he sucked on the nipple, his fangs grazing across the little sensitive nub. My hands curled into the cushions of the couch as his cool digits massaged at the opposite breast, kneading it into his hands, brushing his thumb across the already rock hard nipple. I could feel the heat growing between my legs, the smell of my arousal filling the room.
"You smell so sweet, my love." Eric switched breasts, only this time his fangs pierced right through the mound of flesh. I cried out in pleasure as he tweaked and tugged at the other nipple while he gently lapped at the blood, drinking all that he possibly could before lifting his now bloody lips back to mine. He forced my mouth open, his tongue darting back inside, as if wanting me to taste my own blood. "You taste just as good."
I watched through hooded eyes as he smirked down at me, both of his hands wandering down to my hips. I raised my hands to the hem of his shirt, trying to tug it off of him, but he only grasped my wrists and stopped me.
"impatient, aren't we?" he kissed each finger, one by one, drawing it out longer and longer until I couldn't take it anymore and I grinded my hips upwards to meet with his growing erection. "Oh yes, most definitely impatient."
"Oh just fuck me already, Eric." I moaned, wanting nothing else than to feel his hard arousal slipping into my hot core.
"Say please." He taunted me, slowly drawing my jeans off and flinging them to the floor with the rest of my clothes.
"Eric..." I pleased.
"This is my little game, my sweet, my love, my pet. Do you want to play, or not?" he leaned down, kissing the skin just above my belly button. My back arched but he only pressed me back flat against the couch. I let out a noise of frustration and tried to grind my hips against his erection once again but he only held me down, ceasing any movements.
"Fine, please fuck me. Happy?"
"Very." His smirk widened as his lips trailed further and further down until they were met with the elastic of my panties. With only the panties remaining on my otherwise naked, Eric slipped a finger into either side before slowly and teasingly pulling them off.
"You ripped my bra but not my panties?"
A gasp rang through the room as Eric suddenly dove two fingers into my hot and waiting core without any warning whatsoever. He paused, allowing me to get used to the intrusion before beginning to draw in and out, going at a torturing slow pace.
"Now now, my love, that's enough out of you." He hovered over me, his fangs gliding across my neck before halting just over my pulsing vein. He kept one hand pressed down onto me, keeping my back flat on the couch, ceasing my attempt to quicken the speed of his fingers. My pulse quickened beneath his fangs, a groan emitting from the vampire as he teased the sensitive spot, his fingers slowly growing faster until I could barely even think straight.
Moans were leaving my lips in pants as suddenly, his fangs sunk into my neck, seeking the blood flowing through my veins. My eyes flew open as my nails dug into the couch, the pressure building between my legs. His moved his hand from my stomach, reaching up and tweaked my nipples one by one, causing a cry of pleasure to sound from my lips. It felt like the entire world was crashing down around me, my orgasm growing by the second. It was almost too much for my shaking body to handle as I grasped onto my peak.
And then just like that, it stopped.
Fingers slipped from my body, his fangs removed from my neck as the blood dripped down his lips. He pressed them against mine, the metallic taste of my own blood meeting my tongue. I groaned in frustration, trying to grind my hips up to meet with his painfully erect arousal still in his pants. But Eric only smirked down at me, as if he was enjoying this little game of his.
Damn him.
"Eric..." I pleaded.
"Shh, my pet." He silenced me with another kiss. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk in the morning."
My heart was pounding in my chest from my rapid pants, and it wasn't until Eric began stroking my hot core again that I was able to calm down to the point I was craving him even more than I already was. I opened my mouth to beg for him to hurry it up, for him to do it already. But he only shook his head as he stood beside the couch and began lifting me up into his arms. His fingers had worked me into such a frenzy that I was certain my legs would have wobbled and gone out on me if I had tried to stand on my own. I laid my head on his shoulder, not paying any attention to where he was taking me. Not until I felt myself being laid across a hard surface. I looked around in confusion and was surprised to find myself lying on the dining room table, Eric pulling me so my legs were spilling over the side.
"We haven't christened this room yet." He winked at me, and it was only then that I realized he had undressed, now standing before me in all his glory. And what glory it was! My mouth watered at the sight of his erection, his size still surprising me even after the countless of times we've had the most amazing mind blowing sex.
I grasped onto whatever I could find as I braced myself for Eric's size. He slowly drew closer, until he was pressing right against me. He held onto my legs, pulling me wide open before he slowly thrust himself in. a scream filled the otherwise silent room, my back arching as my head was thrown back. My legs wrapped around his legs as he drew in and out, slowly at first, almost as torturing as his fingers had been. But without any warning, he began to pick up speed, his hands gripping my hips as he slid in and out of me.
"Oh god!" I couldn't keep silent as the moans left my lips once after another, growing higher than the last. "Oh god...oh god...oh Eric!"
"You, my sweet girl," He rammed right into me after sliding entirely out, my lips forming an 'o'. "Are mine for eternity. You will always be mine." He hovered over me, holding himself inside of me as his lips brushed across my chest, rising slowly to my neck where he tasted the drying blood, before finally those soft lips of his met with mine. I mustered all of my strength as I raised my hands, curling them around Eric as I pressed his lips harder against mine, wanting him in every possible way. "I will love you forever."
I couldn't control myself as Eric's hands ran all over me, not leaving an inch of my body untouched. The orgasm swept over me so suddenly that I couldn't even make a sound. My toes curled, my body stiffened for only a second before I began shaking uncontrollably from the sheer intensity. Eric remained inside of me, his arms wrapping around my arched back, his tongue lapping at the blood on my neck as I rode my climax to the end. It felt like nuclear explosions were going off in my body. Every time his tongue flicked against my neck, against the small fang wounds, I would shudder in his arms. My breathing was unsteady, coming out in quick pants as my heart threatened to just burst from my chest.
It would have been an incredible way to die, that was for sure.
Eventually, my exhausted, satisfied body came crashing down from the high of the orgasm, my heart slowing to match my breaths, my back lowering back to the table. As Eric slid out of me, a moan slipped through my lips, my hands grasping at Eric not to move. Everything was just too sensitive, like I was in hyper drive. The slightest movement sent shockwaves right through me.
"You didn't think we were done, did you?" he whispered in my ear, holding himself still. "Not even close, my beautiful fiancée."
A grin spread across my lips as I woke only a few hours later feeling positively sated. My legs still shook, my lower regions aching as I remembered the many times Eric had thrust into me, over and over again until I was screaming out in ecstasy. The memories alone brought a blush to my cheeks, the heat already growing once again between my legs. I was destined to a lifetime of mind blowing sex with that vampire, and I couldn't have been happier. I didn't want to leave the bed Eric had placed me in as I had fallen into a peaceful slumber, but as I gazed at the time, I saw that there were still a few hours left in the night. I wouldn't be ready for another round tonight, though I could certainly say I wouldn't mind Eric's hands running over every inch of my body for a second time, but I still wanted to search my soon to be husband out, to spend the rest of the night with him.
I pushed back the thin sheet lying across my naked body and threw my legs over the side of the bed. I slowly rose to my feet, steadying myself as I wobbled for a moment. Eric had certainly taken a lot out of me, but complaining was the last thing on my mind. We had centuries ahead of us, centuries of animalistic sex to be had between us. And I honestly couldn't wait.
Once I was sure I could stand, I shuffled across the room to the walk in closet I had fought Eric over for space. For a vampire who barely wore a single colour, he certainly had enough clothes to last him for a lifetime. Between what I had saved shoving into Sookie's shed, and what had been left at the Shreveport house and here, my wardrobe was nearly complete and could have easily taken up the entire closet. I was surprised at how different my wardrobe choices became when I had lost my memories. I had gone from hating dresses, to half of my clothes being just that. I could have gone back to the typical jeans and t-shirt that I had always been accustomed to wearing, but I just loved the way Eric looked at me when I was wearing a tight little number.
Getting dressed in only a pair of yoga pants and a loose fitting t-shirt, I left the room, still walking slower than normal. I just couldn't wipe the smile from my face as I made my way downstairs, searching for the blonde vampire I was engaged to. I was surprised however, when I found he was nowhere in sight. I checked in the back, called to him upstairs, and even checked to see if his keys were on the front table as usual. But they were missing, and I wondered where Eric possibly could have gone to.
I nearly jumped a foot in the air when a dark shadow crossed the window outside. My heart was racing as I slowly inched towards the door, listening to closely for the possibly intruder. All of Victor's followers, both vampires and werewolves, had been killed as far as I knew, and not many others except those that we trusted knew where Eric and I now lived. So who could possibly be outside?
My fingers twitched as I prepared myself. I didn't want to use my powers, not this close to what had happened a week ago, but if someone was out there trying to harm Eric or me, than I would do anything to stop them. I grasped onto the door handle of the front door tightly, my palms sweaty as I inhaled sharply. With a quick tug, the door was open and I just about flung myself outside, my hand outstretched and tossing the intruder right through the porch railing and halfway across the yard. I was breathing heavily as I braced myself, slowly moving towards the destroyed railing, trying to get a good look at the intruder.
"Oh shit, what the hell Godric!" I hoped down off of the porch and hurried across the yard to where Godric was sitting in amongst the grassy yard, blinking as he composed himself. "You should have said it was you!"
"My apologies." He gazed up at me. "You are quite impressive; I do hope you know that."
"Oh I do." I held out my hand to him, though we both knew that he didn't need any help getting up. But he humoured me and allowed me to pull him up to his feet, though he more or less lifted himself up. "Seriously Godric, I thought you were some big bad trying to do me in."
A smile appeared on the vampire's lips. "I didn't want to disturb you. Eric said you were sleeping as he left."
"Oh, well where did he go anyways?" I glanced towards the driveway and found that his car, or really, what had been my red corvette, was gone. "Where the hell did he go in my car!"
"I believe he mentioned something about whatever is yours was his." Godric smirked at my reaction, cursed grumbles leaving my mouth.
"Stupid friggin Viking." I rolled my eyes. "Well come on in Godric, and let's pretend I didn't just destroy the porch, okay?"
"You have a tendency to cause harm to houses, I hope you're aware of that." Godric teased.
"Whatever you say Mr. Lurker." I nudged him in the side. "I was a poor innocent girl home all alone and you scared the hell out of me."
"You, innocent?"
I stuck my tongue out at Godric, who was acting more childish than he had in quite some time. Then again, we've had nothing but trouble ever since he had found me with amnesia in Chicago. First we had the witches on our case, Eric has left after I had died and come back, Godric nearly had died, and then Victor entered the picture. But now, that was all over and done with and I was hoping for a few weeks, or months, maybe even years, of some breathing room. I needed peace and quiet, for my sanity's sake. One more war and I'm pretty sure I'm just going to lose it.
"So where did Eric actually go?" I wondered as we stepped up onto the porch, taking a seat on the bench built into the side of the porch I hadn't broken.
"Fangtasia, but he shouldn't be gone long." Godric assured. "I came to see you actually, just as he was leaving. I thought I would wait until you woke up. From what I had felt through my bond with Eric, you two had...quite the night."
The blood drained from my face for a brief moment before I flushed a dark red. "Oh crap, you felt that?"
"Of course it wasn't as strong as it would have been if we still had our bond, but it was strong enough to know of your...activities this even." His smirk only seemed to widen.
"I'm officially embarrassed." I groaned, hiding my face in my hands.
"Don't worry; I'm used to your escapades with Eric." He patted my knee, which only caused my embarrassment to grow. "Of course, the house reeks of sex, that was hard to notice."
"Oh god, please stop talking, I beg of you."
Godric laughed, and it was a nice sound to hear. I couldn't remember the last time Godric had actually laughed. Or any of us really. It was nice to just be happy, to be able to sit back and not worry about anything. I knew it wouldn't stay like this for long. I was the Phoenix, I would always have those coming after me, and god knows Eric couldn't keep himself out of trouble for long. But for now, we were all enjoying this brief break from the hectic lives we were used to.
"It's nice to hear you laugh." I commented, letting my hands fall into my lap as I gazed at the vampire.
"It's nice to see that smile on your face, Elizabeth." He tucked a stray strand of hair back behind my ear. "I have not seen you this happy in too long. It brings me great happiness to know that you and Eric shall spend the rest of your long lives together."
I couldn't help but grin as I fingered the engagement ring. "I don't think I've ever been this happy before in my life."
"It's a nice change." Godric agreed. "I hate all that's happened to both you and my child. You've both been through so much pain. You deserve this slice of happiness."
"Did you know he was going to propose?" I asked him curiously. "I knew he had the ring, and I've dreamt about it, but I never really thought we would ever get back to that point where he would want to ask me."
"I wasn't aware he was going to do so right at that point." He spoke of the night I woke up in the hospital after to them, I had only just died. "But I had a feeling that it would not be too long before he did so. He truly loves you, Elizabeth. All he wishes for is to be with you for the rest of your immortal lives."
"That's all I want too." I grinned like a fool. "It's just hard to believe that Eric and I are actually getting married. It just seems so surreal, like this is some dream I'm going to wake up from."
I yelped when I felt a sudden pinch on my arm. I rubbed the reddening skin as I glared at the vampire who had nearly an identical grin on his face.
"No, you are most certainly not dreaming."
"What's gotten into you, you're acting the age you look." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm just pleased." He shrugged as if it were no big deal.
"Well I'm happy you're happy." I slipped my hand into his, squeezing his gently. I thought about Eric and I, and how happy we were, and that only made me think about Godric and Kyra. I wasn't sure how Godric truly felt about resurrecting Kyra, as the last conversation we've had about it, he had said some cruel and harsh things. But he had only been trying to protect me at the time, so I knew I couldn't take it all to heart. We would have to talk about it, now that this war was over. I wanted him to know the truth. "Speaking of which, Godric I wanted to talk to you about this resurrection thing..."
"I apologize for what I said that night." he sighed, sadness seeping into his joyous orbs. "I was only trying to protect you, but I know that is not a worthy enough excuse. What I said was cruel and harsh and if I could take it all back, I would. I consider you family, Elizabeth, you are my closest friend and I don't wish for this bond we share to break because of what I allowed myself to say."
"Don't say anymore." I held my hand up to stop him. "I already forgive you Godric. I was hurt at the time, but after everything that's happened lately, I honestly just want to forget about it all and move on."
"I would very much like that." He agreed, squeezing my hand in return.
"There is one thing though, that we have to talk about." I chewed on my bottom lip nervously. I wasn't sure of Godric's reaction. Would he be upset to find out that I couldn't resurrect Kyra, at least not now? Would he be relieved? "I was being honest with you when I told you before that I was going to resurrect Kyra. I know it would put me through hell, but I'm willing to go through a few minutes of pain so you and Kyra can be happy again. Because I love both of you. You're family to me, Godric, and all I want is for you to be as happy as Eric and I am and that will never happen unless you have Kyra in your arms again."
He looked like he was about to say something, an unreadable expression on his face. I stopped him however, needing to say this before he could say a word.
"I told you that I would wait until after this war, until Victor was dead and gone before I brought Kyra back. And I was dead set to do just that. Except..." I inhaled sharply. "Kyra wants to be with you again, she does. She loves you so much, there's no doubt about that. And I know you feel the exact same way. I can see it on your face right now. You two are soul mates; you'll never truly be whole without one another. But...I've told you all that happened when I woke up in the realm of Phoenixes, right?"
He nodded silently.
"Lilith and these Elders, they're cruel, Godric. They're horrible and all of the other Phoenixes are scared of them. They're running around, trying to control lives that don't belong to them. Lilith was the reason Death sought me out, the reason he wanted me to choose death so he could torture me for all of eternity. They hate me because of who I am, because of who I love. They hated Kyra for the same reason. And now they're punishing us both. As long as I can try and stay out of the In-Between and their world, I should be fine, they can't hurt me here. But Kyra...Kyra has one big target on her back right now."
Godric's hand tightened around mine, and I saw the concern in those blue green orbs of his. He was worried for the woman he loved. There was no doubt in my mind that Godric loved Kyra, that he would give anything to be with her again. He might have said what he had the last time we spoke about this, but I could see it in his eyes that if it was possible to bring Kyra back to him, for her to be in his arms once again, he would be on board.
"We're a lot like one another, and I guess I never really saw it until I was there with her." I explained. "She wants to right the wrongs there in her world, to bring the peace, the fix what's broken. She needs to do that or else once she leaves, the other Phoenixes will be in disarray, and that's the last thing she wants. We're all a family in some weird sort of way, and I can understand her needing to do this."
"You will not be resurrecting her." Godric nodded slowly in understanding, though it broke my heart to see a flicker of pain on his face. This was what he had been afraid of. He hadn't wanted to get his hopes up only for them to be crushed. But that wasn't the case at all.
"Not right now." I took both of his hands in mine, turning completely towards him. "But one day, when this war of hers is over, I will be bringing her back to you Godric, that I can guarantee you. She wants to be with you again, she wants to be resurrected. But if I do so now, that world will likely be destroyed. And neither of us want that. So for now, she has to stay there."
He looked away, and my heart broke just a little bit more. I wrapped my arms around the vampire, laying my head on his shoulder.
"Please don't be upset Godric. I know part of you hoped she would return to you, and she will. We're all going to live a very long time, Godric. It will happen. Whether it be a year from now, or two, or even fifty, it will happen. I have well over a century until it'll be impossible. I will do this for you Godric. I will. I promise you the moment that she gives me the okay, I'll resurrect her."
"I...I miss her." Godric's voice was barely above a whisper, causing me to gaze up at him. There were tears pooling underneath his eyes, red bloody tears that were threatening to slide down that pale face of his. I reached up and began brushing them away with my thumbs.
"I know. You've gone 1400 years without the woman you love. I can't even imagine how painful that must be. But it won't be that much longer Godric. I promise." I offered him a small smile. "Maybe one day soon there will be another vampire getting married."
He sighed as he stared down into his lap for a moment. I just sat there, brushing away his tears every so often, waiting for him to speak. I almost wished I had a bond with Godric, so I could tell what in the world he was possibly thinking and feeling.
"One day." He finally spoke after a moment, his gaze rising to meet mine.
"One day." I promised, leaning forward and brushing my lips against his cheek. "I promise you Godric, one day it will happen."
He nodded, his hand rising up and brushing away my own tears that I hadn't even known had escaped. "You are truly a remarkable girl, Elizabeth. Eric is the luckiest man in the world to be marrying someone as beautifully kind as you."
"Oh and he knows it." I tried to lighten the mood.
"I believe he does." Godric nodded before turning his gaze towards the drive way and nodding. "He's returned."
I couldn't help the grin that spread across my lips as I jumped to my feet and turned towards the red corvette that was pulling up to the house. I could barely contain my excitement to see the man again as I hopped down off of the porch and began my way over to my soon to be husband. I waited impatiently as I swear, Eric took longer than necessary to climb out of the car. A smirk broke across his face as he slammed the car door shut and took me in his arms.
"Hello my beautiful girl." His lips glided over the curve of my neck.
I sighed in content as I embraced the vampire, never wanting to be anywhere else but in his arms. "I love you."
"I love you too." Eric murmured. "But Ellie?"
"Mhmm?"
"What the hell did you do to my porch?"
A/N: Okay, so yes, the end is near. there are only about 2 or 3 chapters left in this fic. I've been going back and forth about this possible 6th fic for awhile now. some days I want to do it, and some days I don't. But I think I'll always want to keep this series open ended, allowing for a possible installment in the future, while still closing this chapter in their lives for now. and that's what I'm going to do. for now, this series will end on a nice and happy note. but there will be a possible 6th fic down the line. in a week from now I might decide to write it, or maybe a year, I can't really say.