A/N: Hello everyone, first of all I will like to say Happy Forth of July. Sorry I took me longer to update. It just that I am out of state for the holidays, you know seeing families and stuff, and I won't be back home until next week. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this Godric/Anna chapter. I am trying to cerate strong friendship and bond between them.

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What if I told you
That I'm not as strong
As I like to make believe I am

There's so much I want to say
But I'm so scared to give away
Every little secret that I hide behind
Would you see me differently?
And would that be such… a bad thing
I wonder what it would be like
If I told you... everything.

What if I told you by Jason Walker

Chapter Seven - Checkmate

I woke up from the most peaceful sleep I had since…almost two years ago. I don't know why but everything about today felt great. My bed never felt this comfortable, my pillow never felt softer, and the air never felt this fresh. I didn't know what was going on with me today, but I was on cloud-nine. I slowly got out of my bed and stretched feeling rejuvenated. I walked into my bath room to take a quick shower, getting dressed in small black shorts and green tank-top to match my eyes. I walked toward my dresser and sat on the chair that was in front of it as I got ready. The whole time I sat there, his face flashed in my head. I could feel my lips stretch, smiling. I thought if I continue to grin like this, my cheeks were going to fall off by the end of the day. When I was done with everything, I walked down stairs to be greeted by a very worried Helen.

By the time my foot touched the last step of the stairs, I was pulled into a tight hug. "God, you scared me so much. What time did you got home last night?" our maid, Helen, asked worry heavy on her lips. I got home at 1:30 am last night. I spent the entire day with the vampire yesterday, as we both sat there talking about our favorite books, poems and music. Even though he doesn't know much of this generation music, he told me he likes classical and that he also plays the piano well. He told me about some of the amazing people in history that he had pleasure encountering as well. It felt really great just listening to him, I enjoyed every minute of it.

"Oh come on Helen, I wasn't that late."I laughed at her. She shook her head walking away toward the kitchen, saying something about Steve not finding out about this.

She made me a quick breakfast as we had a small conversation about her grandkids. Not long after, we both sat there and ate quietly. Every five to ten seconds she would glance up at me from her breakfast. It was unnerving the way she looked at me. When I couldn't take it no more I sat my fork down before saying "what?"

She shook her head laughing to herself before she sat her fork down too. "Something is different about you today." She stated with a meaningful beam in her eyes before she picked up her fork again. "It's probably my hair." I voiced pointing up at my ponytail. It wasn't often I put my hair up, and people frequently said the small change completely alter my look.

Helen shook her head, "no, no, that's not what it is. Its something in your eyes." She said smiling a bit. Her eyes examined my face again before she let out a dreamy sigh. "Oh, I remember when I had that look too…" she continued her voice lost as her pensiveness growing more. I didn't know what she was talking about, but from the looks of it she was lost in memory land. I got up from my seat before dumping the left over breakfast into the garbage can. Helen still had that happy look in her eyes, so I left her in the kitchen to her thought. I walked into the living room, toward the shelf. This shelf contained books, DVDs and other entertaining stuffs. I bent down when I saw the item I was looking for. It was a black case that sat all the way at the bottom of the shelf. Once I had all I needed, I walked out of the house saying good bye to Helen.

The drive to the church seemed longer today, I think its maybe because I was anxious to see the vampire. Once I got there, I picked up the empty book bag that I left in the passenger seat of my car last night and I stuffed the black case and Tru-blood from my trunk into it. I walked toward the church's basement with my book bag over my shoulders. When I got down stairs, I saw Gabe sitting there, but there was something different about him today. There was nothing in his hands, no food, no game, no music. He looked completely bored. His shoulders was slumped, his eyes slightly sleepy with his head resting on the back of the chair.

"Hey Gabe" I greeted as I walked up to him. His eyes immediately lightened up when he saw me. He slowly stretched his arm up as he got out of his seat. "Good you're here. I'm fuckin' bored out of my mind. Why don't you take over, I'm gonna loosen up my legs for a bit." He said in a dull voice as he walked passed me. "Sure Gabe, take your time."I said smiling to myself. I didn't need to get rid of him today, he seemed almost glad to be leaving.

I walked into the silent prison room, and the Vampire's eyes instantaneously landed on me. He was sitting in the middle of the cage, his lags crossed like he was meditating. There was a soft smile tagging at the corner of his lips as his eyes glinted. I couldn't help it but feel fireworks like happiness burst into me. "Hey" I waved as I walked toward the cage, before unlocking it and stepping inside.

Things with him had started to feel easy now. It felt comfortable to go see him; it was I as if I was seeing a long time friend than a captive vampire. "I was waiting for your arrival." He stated gently. The happiness I felt doubled just knowing he had waited for me. "I hope I didn't make you wait long." I said sitting on the hard metal ground, pulling my book bag next to me and opening it to pull out the Trublood. I handed to it to him, he excepted before he sat it down beside him.

I turned toward my book bag again before pulling out the black case. I looked up at him; he had a questioning look as he stared at the case. "I brought a game with me today; I hope you know how to play it." I said while opening the case, exposing the wooden flat surface board and the tiny black and white pieces in side. The vampire stared at the chess pieces before a smirk tagged at his lips.

"Miss Anna, you must know this game was invented long before your generation existed." He said with a recognizable amusement in his voice. I looked up at him with a shimmering challenge in my eyes. I don't know if this was good or bad, but I'm known to be very comparative when it comes to this game.

"I'll take that you know it well." He didn't say anything except shake his head yes. "Good, then I won't feel bad when I kick your b-u-t-t." I spelled the last part out to him with a laugh. He softly chuckled with me; there was a spark of laughter in his eyes. It was as if no one had said they would kick his butt in a game before.

I sat just like him, with my legs crossed over the other, as I set up the chess board. We started the game the white pieces mine the black his. His hand moved elegantly as he shifted the chess pieces on the wooden board. The room was quiet as we played, so I started a small conversation or what I thought was a small conversation. "So, what was it like when you were human?" I voiced as I looked down on the chess board, concentrating on his movement.

His hand halted in the middle of a move, not answering my question. I looked up at his eyes before shock enveloped me. There was this unbearable pain in his eyes as he looked down at his hands. My inside craved to just pull him into a hug, to just rap my hands round him. I could almost feel his pain in my heart.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I voiced sympathetically. I didn't want to see him like this, I wanted that smirk, that little tag he had at the corner of his lips. I wanted to see the twinkles in his silver-blue eyes.

"No, it would be alright to tell you. But I must ask Miss Anna, you would not look at me differently as you do now." He whispered desperation heavy in his voice. All I could word was "never." After seconds, his hand moved again continuing the game.

I wanted to tell him that I would on no account judge him on his past, for he was a different person now. Beside it wasn't my place to judge. But before I could say anything, his voice stopped me as he carried on. "If you must know Miss Anna…I have unleashed unspeakable cruelty on humans." He murmured lowly, pausing for a second before continuing "in my human life, I was born into slavery. And brutality was easily shown to us by our masters." He said in a low voice.

I was no more focusing on the game but him. My eyes scanned his face, taking in every word that came out of his smooth lips. "I loathed everything and everyone around me." he motioned for me to make my move, bringing me back to the game. My head wasn't in the game anymore, but I moved a piece just so he would keep talking.

He spoke in his soft voice again, "After being turned into what I am today, I sought to avenge upon humanity. I brought pain and death everywhere I went…I became death." I could almost hear the ache in his heart, and how haunted he was by his actions. I wanted to cry from the pain that was leaking out of his beautiful eyes. My soul was screaming to take that pain way, for I to be the one to carry the burden. "Don't say things like that, you are none of that."I spoke gently, my voice trembling.

He looked up with his sad eyes, smiling a bit, "you are too kind to declare such things, but you are mistaken." He looked down. I couldn't take it anymore, as my right hand stretched up forward, toward his face. My fingers slightly brushed against his cold pale cheeks. His silver-blue eyes shot upwards in surprise, gasping at me. This was the third time I had physical contact with him. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I cupped his cheeks fully.

"No, no I'm not Godric. Believe me when I say this, you are no such thing. You are kind and compassionate, Godric. What happened in the past, you did not know what you were doing, you weren't yourself. Now that you know you did wrong, you have to learn to forgive yourself; it is the first step of redeeming yourself." Without even realizing my thumb moved up and down, brushing against his icy cheek. "It is said in the bible, 'The Lord remembers our sins no more.'(Jeremiah 31:34) but you have to be the first one to make the move Godric, you have to be able to forgive yourself so God could forgive you too." I stated honestly. He placed the chess piece that was in his hand back down on the board, before he brought it up to my hand that was still on his cheek. He grasped my warm hand in both of his cold once, "if there is truly God Anna, then I'll seek forgiveness, whatever it takes." He spoke this time his voice stronger. It was the first time he called me just Anna, I couldn't help but feel closer to him as he addressed me less formally.

I smiled in agreement, "good, I will pray for you." I stated things less tense now. His eyes gazed at me as his hands tightening over mine, it seemed like he was drawing some sort of comfort that I could only give. His hands slowly loosened around mine before letting go. I felt almost empty without his cold hands; I pulled my hand back before turning to the game that was long forgotten. I felt his eyes on me for a few second more before he also moved to the game.

The room went quite again as we both concentrated on the game. It was only about ten minutes later, he whispered "checkmate." I sat there my mouth shocked open. Chess has always been easy to me. It has been a long time since I actually have lost to anyone. I looked up at him, my green eyes catching his silver blue once; he had that small smirk at the corner of his lips.

"It seems it is I, who did the butt kicking." He stated amused. I couldn't help it, but a loud laugh ripped out of my throat. It sounded so awkward coming out of his mouth, but at the same time I found it absolutely charming. "No way, you have like 2000 years of practice. I deserve a rematch." I declared happily.

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