AN: I promised you guys that I'd get this up by tonight so here it is (: Thanks for everyone who reviewed the last chapter, you guys are amazing!

I will be your guardian when all is crumbling, steady your hand

You can never say never

Why we don't know when time and time again

Younger now then we were before

Don't let me go, don't let me go

We're falling apart and coming together again and again

We're coming apart but we pull it together, pull it together, together again

Never Say Never by The Fray

We frantically ran down the road, nearing the church. Two bright lights flashed behind us as a person in some sort of golf-car thing came driving down the road.

"Fuck, shit," Jason said. We began running faster. Luckily, we were both in good shape.

"Jason!" A lady yelled out and stopped the vehicle.

Jason stopped running and I hesitantly copied him. "Sarah?" He called out.

"Thank God it's you; we've been running for hours." That was true. After sitting under the tree for about an hour, we had decided to try to find our way out of the woods we were in. That was around the same time that I realized something big was going to happen with the church tonight, so we started to journey back then instead of waiting for darkness.

"Steve and Gabe, they gone crazy. They tried to kill me." She held out a paintball gun at him and shot it. What the fuck.

Jason cried out as the 'bullet' hit his chest and he fell to the ground. That must have hurt like a bitch; I would know because I've been paintballing several times before. At least it wasn't a real gun, like I thought it was for a second.

"I'm alive," he said in shock and relief, touching the spot on his chest where he had been shot at. It was stained in red paint. "Well, shit. God saved me. I'm saved!" He said in astonishment. I knew Jason wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed—but really? It's not like getting hit with a paintball was nearly as painful as getting shot with a bullet; it probably paled in comparison.

"Oh for heaven's sake, grow a brain cell!" Sarah screamed out and walked angrily over to Jason. She shoved the gun in his face before screaming out, "paintball!"

Jason looked dumbfounded for a second before he yelled back at her, "you crazy bitch!" Those were my thoughts exactly.

"I let you into my house, into my bed, and into my heart. All I stood for, all I believed in; I violated for you! I gave you everything for a lie. You're worse than Judas," she bawled out at him. I was obviously missing something here.

"Why, what did he do to you?" Jason stupidly asked.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I wasn't very religious myself, but my parents were and I had gone to a Catholic high school; so I did know most bible stories. Sarah seemed to just notice I was there for the first time, but she joined in on my laughter for a short second. While mine was genuine laughing, hers was more of a sarcastic snigger.

"Fuck you!" She shouted and shot him in the groin. That had to hurt.

"What the fuck!" I shouted at her. She completely ignored me.

"I'm sorry okay, just tell me what you want me to say," Jason moaned out from the floor. I ran over to where he was laying and crouched down by him.

"You came to prey on me, to ruin the sacred vow I made to my husband, and then like a coward you ran!"

"No I didn't run—okay I ran, but it wasn't from you," he confessed to her. "It was from your husband, and his crazy weapon collection." Weapon collection? What kind of priest kept a weapon collection? I was about to ask this until Jason continued, "why'd you have to go and tell him?"

"Tell him? He was the one that told me!"

"Wait, told you what?"

He slowly stood up and I followed suit. This was like a soap opera, kind of. It'd actually be really entertaining if it wasn't for the fact that Sookie was in danger right now. I keep on saying that today, but it's true. It was such an interesting day, but it was unfortunately happening to me instead of someone else.

Sarah told Jason that they had her sister, and his whole demeanor changed. He instantly went to her defense, saying that she had nothing to do with this. Sarah went on to call their family vampire-fuckers, and a whole bunch of insults, before he grabbed the gun from her; knocking her over in the process.

"Don't you ever talk about my sister like that," he said and started walking over to the vehicle she was driving earlier. "Come on Katie." I swiftly followed him. The guy was obviously really protective of his sister, he reminded me of my own brother.

"And if I find out any of you's so much as touched her, I'm gonna come back here, and it won't be with no fucking paint gun!" He yelled at the crazy bitch before driving out. I really liked Jason.

"There's something big going on in the church right now, we need to get there," I told him when we were a safe distance away from Sarah.

"Something big? Like what?" He asked me while speeding up.

"I'm not sure but it isn't good. Sookie is safe for now, I can feel it." This seemed to comfort him a little and he slightly relaxed out of his tense frame.

"Good."

"You remind me of my brother, the way you're so protective of your sister," I confessed to him.

"Sook's all I got left. I need to protect her," he answered me. "Is your brother older than you?"

"No, he's actually a few years younger. But we're really close."

"What's his name?" Jason seemed genuinely interested in my personal life.

"He likes to be called Teddy, but I called him Theodore to piss him off."

Jason snorted at that. I wasn't sure why I was telling him the unnecessary information. I guess I wanted to get his mind off of Sookie, and mine off of Eric. I knew that they were in there together.

We finally pulled up to the church and jumped out immediately. You could tell there was something going on inside from all of the voices. We ran up to one of the several open side doors and watched everything play out. The first person I noticed was Eric chained up to a table in silver. The second being Sookie, getting manhandled by some guy and held at gunpoint by Steve. The last was Bill, about to be chained with silver. This wasn't good. I silently nudged Jason, signaling him to do something as I crept to a different side door. My new position was a little closer to the spot where Sookie was being held at gunpoint.

"Newlin!" He screamed out, shooting the man straight in his hand where he was holding a gun. The boy had really good aim. "Let her go, fuckwad!" He yelled again before hitting him in the forehead.

I took this opportunity to sprint and grab the gun before anyone else could. Bill used it to run up to Sookie, knocking over several people in the process. I remembered that Eric was still chained in silver.

"Eric," I said as I slowly took the chains off of him. I flinched at all of the skin I was tearing off. He grunted for a second before charging Steve and slamming him to the floor.

"Do not kill him!" Sookie commanded Eric. The man was planning on burning her alive, and she was asking Eric to have mercy on him? I didn't get this girl.

"Kill him, kill the motherfucker!" Jason protested as he was getting held against the wall by three of Steve's men. He and I had the same thought processing right now.

"Go ahead, martyr us before God. We are willing to die," the reverend claimed. From the looks of the people in the church, this wasn't true at all.

"You're fucking crazy," I mumbled under my breath a second before Stan and a mini army of vamps came out of nowhere. I noticed Sookie grab on to Bill tightly while they went barging through the doors, as if they owned the place.

"Steve Newlin," Stan boomed out, "you pushed us too far. You expect us to sit on our thumbs while you round up your men to come lynch us. We'll kill you first; same way we did your father." This wasn't good.

"Murderer!" Steve screamed and tried to get up, only to be subdued by Eric.

Stan ordered his little army to destroy everyone, and the church went crazy in a matter of seconds. People were getting grabbed by vampires left and right as Bill tried to convince Sookie to leave. She was still screaming at Eric to stop this, while I subconsciously walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. I wanted to make sure every bloodthirsty vampire in this room knew whose side I was on.

"Enough," Godric said as he appeared out of nowhere on the church balcony. He looked angelic, dressed in all white directly in front of a stained glass window. I'd only met him once before, but he had always seemed so innocent to me. It was probably his young face. "You came for me I assume, underling."

"Yes, Sheriff," Stan begrudgingly said.

"These people have not harmed me. You see, we can coexist. Mr. Newlin, I do not wish to create bloodshed when it is uncalled for. Help me set an example. If we leave you in peace, will you do the same?" This was what I had always loved and admired about Godric. He was so kind, and peaceful.

"I will not negotiate with sub-humans," Stan just had to be difficult. "Kill me, do it. Jesus will protect me." He offered his neck to Eric, and I unwrapped my arms from him. I didn't think he'd kill the man, but I didn't want any blood getting on me.

"I am actually older than your Jesus. I wish I could have known him, but I missed it," he jumped down from his spot and hoisted Steve from the floor. I let out a small, barely audible, chuckle at Godric's comment. He looked at me and smiled before focusing his attention back on Steve. "Good people, who of you is willing to die for this man's madness?"

No one said anything, obviously. "That's what I thought. Stand down everyone," Godric ordered. "People, go home. It's over now."

"Oh thank God, Bill," I heard Sookie say as she buried her face into his chest.

"It's alright, you're safe now," he comforted her. She had really been out of danger the second Jason and I came into the church, but whatever.

Eric focused his attention on me, cupping my face in his hand. "Are you alright?" He asked, stroking his thumb across my cheek while lightly holding my waist.

"I'm fine, and so are you," I said in relief when I realized his burns from earlier had healed. I heard a loud bump and I turned around to see Steve had got dropped onto the floor by Godric.

"I dare say my faith in humankind is stronger than yours. Come," he said to Stan. The two left and Eric walked over to Bill and Sookie, I followed his lead.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He asked her.

"She's fine," Bill growled at him, "go with your maker."

Eric placed his hand on the small of my back, to signal me that I was supposed to come with him. I walked side by side with him, turning around and watching as Jason hugged Sookie. He glanced at me and I smiled at him reassuringly, mouthing that I would see him later.

"I was worried about you," Eric said about five minutes into our previously silent car ride. We were both very tense as we slid into the black Mercedes he had driven here. I wasn't really sure where he had got it from, but I didn't bother asking. "When I got to the church Sookie was alone, and she said that you went off looking for her idiot brother."
"Jason's not an idiot," I defended him. Eric glared at me from the corner of his eyes so I intertwined my hand with his.

"I called you several times. Why didn't you answer?" I just remembered my lost purse.

"Shit. I lost my purse somewhere, and my phone was in it. I guess I won't be getting it back now," I said in remorse. I also had my ID, credit cards, and money inside of it.

"I'll get it back," he stated. I knew he would too, and that he wasn't just saying that.

"Thank you, Eric."

He suddenly pulled over the car to the side of the road, the brakes making a screeching noise as we stopped short. I was about to question him on what the fuck he was doing before he unbuckled my seat belt and pulled me into a hug. Before I knew it was sitting in his lap, his arms around my waist and mine around his neck.

"Something could have happened to you, I never should have allowed you to go," he whispered into my neck.

"Eric, I'm fine. Nothing happened. Don't worry about it." I stroked his hair with my fingers, trying to calm him down. Not that he seemed anxious or anything, but I could tell he was still on edge from tonight. I was too.

"We need to go to Godric's nest soon," he said.

"I know," I answered back, but remained where I was. It felt so amazing, being held by him. It made everything seem okay, even if only for a few moments. So I sat still in his lap, playing with small strands of his hair. We could deal with vampire shit later; right now it was just him and me. I wanted to relish the moment while it lasted.