I was lying on the bed once more with Godric, tracing a finger over the tattoo on his chest. He hadn't said a single word since we'd came to bed, but then again, neither had I. We were content with each others company. But now he did speak.

"You won't stay, will you?"

I sighed at that, then he reached down and took my hands, bringing them back up and pressing his lips to them before adding. "Under everything... you still love Eric, don't you?"

There was silence, then I sighed in defeat and nodded. "I suppose I do. It's just... he's done so much to hurt me. Can I even forgive him-?"

"Of course you can." Godric told me with a smile, but then I had to ask. "What about us?"

It was his turn to sigh now, and he said against my hand. "I was a selfish fool. Your heart belongs to Eric, and I wanted a part of that for myself."

"There's no crime in falling in love." I told him now, frowning, but he said quietly. "It is when the person you love loves someone else."

"Godric-" I groaned now, closing my eyes for a moment, but now I felt him lean forwards and kiss me softly for a moment. As he let me go, I opened my eyes and were faced with his blue-grey ones that seemed rather sad.

"I do love you... but-" I silenced him by putting a finger over his lips. "I know. The same."

"You are too kind for your own good." he said now, and I chuckled. "I learned from the best."

"Are you leaving tomorrow?"

"I think I am." I told him, and he nodded. "I imagine if you go to the Queen or Louisiana, she will tell you where Eric is."

"Leah?"

"No, she stepped down after the disaster in 1890. Sophie-Ann is now Queen."

I nodded, then sighed, closing my eyes while he hugged me into his chest. "Good night." he said now, kissing the top of my head and closed his eyes against my shoulder.

I would miss him when I went to find Eric.

The next evening I woke up early, but Godric was already awake and dressed.

"Morning." he smiled, then said. "Sophie-Ann is in residence and should be still if you leave now."

"Trying to get rid of me?" I asked, and he just said. "Of course not. I just want you to be happy. I want you and Eric to be happy, and that's when you're both together."

He was giving up all those things he felt for me... just so his children could be happy-? Wow. He was too kind, too giving to us...

And I was thankful so very much for him.

"Thank you." was all I could say, and he nodded, throwing me some new clothes. "I've got your number, so it won't be another hundred years." he chuckled.

When I went outside a little while later, Godric accompanied me and put something in my hand- a pair of keys. He nodded to the road now, then I looked over and felt my eyes widen- a dark blue convertible 1967 Ford Mustang was parked there, and I shook my head. "Hell no you don't mean-?"

"You did say that one was your favorite?" Godric asked me now, and I nodded. "Uh, I don't... " I was speechless that he got me a car of all things. Jeez...

"Good speechless or bad speechless?" he chuckled now, and I just said weakly. "Uh, very good speechless. Thank you so much."

"You're very welcome." Godric told me, and I ran over to the car and got in, more excited than ever- my first proper car.

I rolled the window down now and Godric said, leaning inside. "Safe trip." then kissed my cheek.

I set off now and Dallas was soon behind me...

So was Godric.

Louisiana was a little way away, but I got there before the sun rose, but I would have to stay the day, for I didn't even have a clue where Eric was yet.

Sophie-Ann was incredibly happy to see me, getting up and hugging me as I came in, going. "I did hope I would see you again Freya."

"Lovely to see you too." I smiled, then she made me sit next to her and I asked. "Is Leah still here?"

"I'm afraid she relocated to Vancouver." she sighed, and I frowned. "How come?"

"After the disaster of 1890, she stepped down and the Magister transferred her there as punishment. Rather harsh I must admit."

Just like Godric had told me.

"Oh, that is such a shame. Do you ever see her?" I asked, and she smiled. "She calls twice a week. So- why are you here?"

"I'm looking for your Sheriff?" I asked and Sophie-Ann grinned. "Eric Northman?"

"Is there any other?"

"Ooh, you still love him, don't you!" she was sounding like an excited human child now, and I sighed in defeat. "I'm just looking for him."

"You want to kiss him."

"Maybe."

"Don't leave me hanging." she said now, almost bouncing in her seat, then added. "Tell me everything."

I groaned and just said. "No offense Sophie, but I'm not even sure of my story yet. I need to find Eric. Could you please tell me where he is?"

"Only if you do something for me."

I was a little dubious at that, and I asked cautiously. "Like what?"

Sophie-Ann stood up now, then walked off to the window and folded her arms. "He was very rude to me last time I called on him. So, I would be honored if you would give him a kick up the backside for me."

"Sure thing. I'll give him an extra hard kick for you."

My night with Sophie-Ann was rather fun to be honest, and she was loving my hair that fell to my elbows.

"Sit still." she said now, sitting behind me and crossing her legs, curlers in her hands as she worked on it, curling it in the extreme and giggling as she did so, but now she sighed and asked. "May I cut it?"

"No!"

She giggled once more, but at least she didn't touch it, just content to curling it, then twisting it back against my head and pinned it there, adding loads of little daisies all around the curls, acting like a little girl once more. She did my sloping fringe now and curled it a little, grinning like mad.

"Oh, why can't you stay here?" Sophie said now the next evening, pouting as she went. "You're fun! Eric was so, so boring! He'd never let me touch his hair if I tried..."

"Could you tell me now?" I asked, and she sighed. "He opened a little bar in '93 in Shreveport. I imagine you'll find him there. And Freya?"

"Yes?" I asked, and she said. "Let's exchange numbers!"

Oh god...

"Ok." I smiled, giving her my number, and she gave me hers But now she looked at me curiously and asked. "Would you be interested in being Sheriff? I'm in need of one in New Orleans."

Why did everyone ask me for these positions-? Was it my age or something? I still had that offer in Georgia that Sebastian still had open for me to be Queen. The whole vampire population of Georgia under my control... that sounded pretty cool, but before I actually considered it, I needed to tie up all my loose ends.

"I'm sorry, but I have to decline." I told her with a smile, and she looked depressed at my decision, but then asked. "Have you had other offers?"

"Oh, too many." I admitted, and then added, wondering what she would think. "I have been offered a Queendom in Georgia numerous times."

"And you declined each time-!" She gasped, looking more than shocked. I nodded. "Why is that shocking?"

"Well, Georgia is a desirable place to be in for vampires. There was trouble over the years, but now everything's so calm. You would be rich if you did that."

"Sometimes money's not the answer Sophie." I told her now, and she looked more than surprised, but then said. "What do you value then?"

That was a good question to be honest, and I answered truthfully. "My freedom really."

"So amazing!" she said, eyes wide- she was looking at me as if I was her big sister.

"I better head off." I told her now, and she said swiftly. "You'll know the place when you see it. It's a small place at the moment, but he plans on enlarging and relocating more into town. And changing the name."

"Oh? What's it called now?"

"Just... it'll be right in your face." she giggled, then gave me an address, being deliberately mysterious about the place. God... the bloody woman.

The engine of my Mustang was rumbling as I went slowly down the road, looking for the place. I soon stopped and realized which one it was, for it was staring at me- Edens

He'd named his first attempt at a bar after me-? Wow. I didn't know whether or not to be offended.

God help him if it was a strip club.

I parked up now and stood before the door, then stopped for a moment- was he going to be pissed off to see me? Probably...

The place wasn't open for another half hour, so I wandered around to the back and found a staff door. I raised a hand and knocked now, waiting for someone to open it. A second later, I was faced with a dark haired man- a vampire.

"We're not open yet." he told me, going to close the door, but I held it open and said. "I'm here to see Eric."

The vampire stared at me, then said curtly. "Is he expecting you?"

"No, but-"

"Come back later." he just said, going to slam the door shut, but I growled. "Tell him the girl he named his bar after is here." he raised an eyebrow, then shut the door in my face.

Yes, Eric was rubbing off on his staff anyway.

I sighed and sat down on the step now, staring up at the dark sky, a street lamp in the car park was flickering a little, attracting my eyes to it.

Alright area so far.

There was a small clatter now, then the door opened once more, and I didn't need to look up to find out who it was. I heard a sigh though, then the figure sat down next to me on the step.

"Hello." He said now, and it was my turn to sigh as I looked to him. "Hello." I also said, taking it his appearance- he had hardly changed, but the clothes he was wearing were- black jeans and matching short sleeved t-shirt.

"I thought my staff were having a laugh when they said you were here." he told me now, and I just said. "It's almost New Year. We're both going to be a thousand... think I'd miss that?"

"I did."

"You would."

"Freyr, can we not argue for once?" he asked now, and I scoffed. "That seems impossible."

"I know... but can we try?" he asked once more, and I was surprised how... sincere he sounded. I now said to Eric. "Edens? Seriously?"

"Just for now. But it's changing." He told me, and then added. "I'm relocating soon. The place proved more popular than I first thought. It was just for humans when I opened, but more vampires seem to be arriving by the day."

"Well you are Sheriff fool."

"You heard then?

"Yes I did." I sighed, then we were both silent for a moment before I asked. "Did you miss me?"

Eric was silent for a moment, then he looked back to me and said with a sigh. "Maybe." But now he frowned at my car and stood up. "What dickhead thought they could park here? It's private" he looked at the big yellow skip now, then as he smirked, I said hastily.

"Don't you dare throw my car in that skip, or god help you."

He raised an eyebrow as he looked back to me. "Your car?"

"Christmas present actually." I said, and he frowned, but then nodded and said in defeat. "Godric?"

I nodded, and he chuckled. "How did you manage to get that from him? Sleep with him?"

Well... actually... yeah, I did.

"You're just jealous that I have a great car and you don't."

"Actually, I have a brand new Corvette in for repair at the moment." he sounded rather smug, and I scoffed- the asshole he could be at times.

"My car's still better than yours." I smirked, and he raised an eyebrow, smirking himself as he started forwards and started pushing it back towards the skip.

"Eric fucking Northman-! You touch that car again and I will seriously kick your ass big time!"

He let the car go, then put a hand on it, smirking. I rolled my eyes, and as he headed back towards the back door of his bar, I did as I promised and he turned, snapping. "Ow-! Why the hell did you do that-!"

I shrugged-

"Request of the Queen."

Should be another chapter up later, hope you like and please review.