A/N: Hey everyone sorry I haven't been updating, it just there was something wrong with my computer, but no worries everything is fine now. Here is chapter 8, and I hope you all like it. I know you are all waiting for the romance part of the story to begin, and I promise it will soon, (maybe in a chapter or two) but this chapter is important for later on in the story. Anyways here is more Godric/Anna.

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Disclaimer: nothing you read here belongs to me except for some of the plot and unknown characters you will meet. All belongs to True Blood, an American television drama series created and produced by Alan Ball. It is based on The Southern Vampire Mysteries by Charlaine Harris.

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Millions and millions of years would still not give me

half enough time to describe that tiny instant of all eternity

when you put your arms around me and I put my arms around you.

~Jacques Prévert~

Chapter Eight - The Rise of Crazy Steve

Days have seemed to move faster and everything blurred as one. It's been three days since my sister and her husband came back from Louisiana. As Sarah told me, there trip went quite well, if fact they met someone name Jason Stackhouse with a promising potential to join the fellowship of sun. And that was all Steve talked about, Jason this, Jason that, it was starting to get beyond annoyed just listening to him. From what I could tell, this Jason boy must have made one hell of an impression, for Steve to be so smitten with him.

The first thing Steve did when he got back from his trip was assigned me numerous job to complete. Since then on, my schedule has been unbelievably hectic, but that didn't stop me from seeing the vampire. Everyday I would go to see him, even if it means taking my lunch break in a cage, and that was exactly what I did. At first I thought the smell of my sandwich might bother him since vampires have sensitive nose, but Godric said it was fine with him. I would just sit on the cold metal and listen to him talk as I munch on my food. Sometimes he would just watch me eat like it was the most fascinating thing to ever grace the earth.

In the pass few days our conversation was getting deeper. It was mostly about him, about his past, which I found incredulously amazing. I could honestly say the vampire has seen it all. I mean he was there to experience all the stuff I learned and read in history books. Even though most of it wasn't pleasant, it was still captivating to listen to him talk.

Right now I was sitting in the little coffee room we have here in the church, sipping some cold water and cooling off from the hot summer day. Even though it was only 12:25 pm, I was already exhausted from my new job. My job for the pass three days has been setting up "At The Light of Day" boot camp for the new recruited members of The Fellowship of the Sun. The day Steve came from his trip he made me in charge of setting up everything. Even though I had help from the church members with some of the physical stuff, like setting up the tents, I had to do the rest, which was a lot harder than I accepted. Thank god, Steve had assigned couple of girls to help me with the shopping or I wouldn't be done by now. We had to buy countless bed sheets, stock up on food, beverages and ext… It was innumerable hours of shopping and driving from one store to another. By the end of the day my feet had bruises on them.

Today was the day the new recruited members were coming and everything was set up just the way Steve wanted. I could tell Steve and Sarah are really excited about it, for they are all dressed up. In fact they even made me dress up in some bright multiple color flowery sundress that made me look like a Christmas tree. I hated the dress from the moment I laid my eyes on it, but Sarah said she bought it for me as a gift from Louisiana, and she wanted me to wear it today, I just didn't have the heart to say no.

The foot steps of Steve walking in to the little coffee room broke my train of thought. "There you are! I was just about to send a search party after you." he said as he walked over to the refrigerator to get cold water for himself. He opened the bottle cap and took a big gulp before pulling the chair in front of me to sit down. "I wanted to say, you did a tremendous job setting up the camp. You did great kid." He said with a cheerful smile before tuning to his water and taking another gulp. He sat the water on the table and dug his hand in his suit coat, pulling out a small black box. "I have something for you." He stated as he pushed the tiny box on the table toward me. I looked up at him surprised before finally accepting the box. I held it in my hand for a couple of seconds before slowly opening it. I forced myself from rolling my eyes when I saw what it contained inside, I guess I should have expected this, but somehow I anticipated something else. Inside the box, it held the slightly heavy looking fellowship of the sun ring. "Turn it over there is more." Steve said eagerly as his smile widen. I slowly picked it up and turned it over. There were small writings all over the inside part of the ring. I brought it closer to get a better look at it.

"From Steve and Sarah, May the light always keep you from darkness." I read loudly what it said inside. I looked up at Steve who had a huge beaming smile on his face. "Oh…hmm…Really, you shouldn't have…" I voiced awkwardly with a hidden sarcasm, not really knowing what else to say. I mean seriously, why would I want one of these silver rings when I don't even believe in the whole organization?

"It's no problem at all, we just thought since you're doing a marvelous job around here, you deserve one of these specially made for you." Steve spoke not even catching the mockery in my voice, but taking what I said as gratitude. Noticing I was just sitting there holding the ring and staring at him, the preacher spoke again, "well come on, put it on, let see It." discarded of my feelings toward the ring; I slipped it on my middle finger just to make him happy. Sometimes I wish I had the courage to say no to people, and finally speak for myself. But I just can't seem to do it, I just don't want to hurt their feelings, and in the end those people, especially Steve, take advantage of me.

"Oh, that looks so great on you; I can't wait for Sarah to see it." Steve spoke bringing me out of my thought. He slowly got up out of his chair, gulping the little left over water he had on the plastic bottle, before walking to the small blue recycle bin that was at the corner of the room. He dropped his bottle in it and turned around, but before he even took his first step he paused and did a double take at the blue bin. A surprised gasp left his lips as he bent to pick up something, "what in the lord's name is this?" Steve spoke his voice completely astounded. I didn't know what he was talking about until he slowly turned around. Shock could not express how I felt when I saw what was in his hand. Steve's face was covered in disgust, as he held the empty Trublood bottle in between his finger as far away from him as possible.

"Who brought this in here?" he questioned with a heavy voice, the happy look he had minutes ago vanishing. I looked up into his cold eyes and that seem to get colder and colder by the second. My hands were trembling, and I didn't know what to say.

"…I… hmm…I bought it for the vampire." I spoke with a shaky voice. I know I should have lied, but I knew soon or later he would have found out, besides I was never a good liar. Steve's face was beyond angry…he looked livid.

"You brought blood into the church?" his voice was getting louder now.

"…it's not…really blood…" I voiced barely loud enough for him to hear.

"Blood is blood, hand made or not!" he spoke louder taking a step forward. "Why in the hell would you bring such a devil's creation in the house of lord? Who gave you the right to feed that that evil creature? Aaah, answer me!" he questioned his voice harsh with rage, as he sat the empty bottle on the table and took another angry step toward me. I immediately moved, backing away as fear ran through me. I have never seen Steve like this; I have never seen him this mad. I opened my mouth to answer his question, but I couldn't seem to work my vocal cord. In two long swift steps, Steve was all of the sudden in front of me. His hands roughly griped my shoulders as he shook me back and fourth.

"ANSWER ME!" he yelled in my face making my ears ring. His hand griped tighter and I winced from the pain. Steve was never like this, sure sometimes he yelled and acted stupid, but I usually ignore him, for he was harmless. But now I was scared of what he would do next. I could feel my eyes tearing up as I opened my mouth trying to answer him again, but I was interrupted.

"What is all the yelling?" Sarah voiced as she walked in to the room, her eyes immediately landing on us. Steve released my shoulders and took a step back. The room was quiet for a second as I breathe in and out, trying to calm my body.

"Look, what she's been doing." Steve shouted, his words dripping like venom from lips. My sister's eyes glimpse at the synthetic blood bottle.

"Oh honey, what were you thinking?" Sarah questioned sympathetically. I couldn't help it as my eyes tears up more. How could she say that? I was hoping she would defend me, say something for the way Steve just manhandled me. She is all I have left, and if she doesn't look out for me, then who will. It was at this moment I realized just how alone I was, how it was me against the world. The air around me felt thin as something around my heart tightened. I couldn't look at them anymore. I dashed out of the room, swiftly passing Sarah that was sill by the door. I could hear her calling after me, but I didn't stop.

I stopped for a second and looked around finally realizing I was in the main room of a church. I slowly walked in the back, toward the basement. When I got down the stair I saw Gabe lazily sitting in his chair, his leg stretched out in front and a single ear-bud sticking in his ear. I let out a breath, wiping the tears from my eyes and clearing my throat to make myself look and sound as normal as possible.

"Hey Gabe, Steve wants you at the front." I spoke with a slightly shaky voice as I walked toward him. He pulled out the ear-bud before he spoke.

"What, now?" he questioned as he got up. I could tell he was sort of irritated by the request.

"Yes, now. He wants you to do one last check up around the perimeter." I voiced. Gabe let out a groan before walking passed me to do his job. I was getting really better at making up little things to get rid of Gabe. I slowly walked in to the prison room to find the vampire like always, sitting in the middle of the cage with his leg crossed. I walked toward the cage before unlocking it and stepping inside. He slowly opened his eyes to look up at me.

"Hey." I greeted walking toward him, sitting down on the hard metal ground. His eyes seem to gaze my face, taking in everything. His face he always kept natural was changing into something unreadable. "Is something the matter?" he questioned, his voice almost whispering. "No, everything is fine." I murmured back, my eyes casted down. I felt his finger under my chin as he tilted my head back up. "Dishonesty is unlike you." He spoke tenderly. He doesn't need to tell me that again, we all established my poor ability when it comes to lying. I took the hand that was still on my chin in both of my warm hands. The room was quiet as I gather myself to speak.

"It just…I'm just so weak." I stated with frustration. I hate it the fact I can't stand up for myself. I hate the fact I let Steve and Sarah dictate my life, what to say, what to do, what to eat, what to wear, what school to go to… its like they were living my life for me, and I just stand there like a puppet as they pulled my stirrings.

"No child, you are nothing but weak." He spoke calmly as his soft blue-silver eyes gazed at me in comfort. I wanted to say I'm no child, but I guess at his age everyone seem like a child to him.

"You're wrong Godric, I am pathetically weak." I spoke in a trembling voice as my eyes tears up once more. Dang it, well Here it goes with the water works again. I roughly wiped my tears frustrated as it continued to pour. The vampire pulled his hand that was in mine and pushed the hand I was wiping my tears with aside before he softly wiped my tears with the back of his fingers. His voice was as soft as his touch when he spoke,

"No, you are no weak. For someone so small, you carry a heavy burden. But that has no influence in your actions. For you are kind and genuine to even someone like me. And that my child, not even the strongest person is capable of that. You are truly a rare creature Anna." I could almost feel the sincerity in his voice, which did not help with the tears. That was the sweetest thing anyone ever said to me in a long time. An audible sob left my lips as I launched forward, almost tackling him down in a hug. He immediately recovered from my surprise attack, even though his body stayed tense. I barred my face in his neck as I wrapped my hand around his shoulders tightly. He uneasily pulled me closer as his scent surrounded me. I push my face deeper into his neck. I couldn't specifically tell what he smelled like, but there was an aroma of the first drop of summer's rain that seemed to cloak around him. My sob slowly died down as my tears continued to fall wetting his neck. The vampire awkwardly rubbed my back up and down in comfort; I could tell he had no idea what he was doing. I couldn't help but smile a bit as I held him even tighter. Men, no matter how old they are, no matter what species they're from, whether they're the living or the walking dead, when it comes handling a crying woman they are all completely from mars.

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