Camilla stared up at him, her eyes wide and her lips parted in surprise of his sudden was placed in his lap. Her heart fluttered at the unusual embrace, She sure wasnt used to that.

She blushed and turned to her gaze to the floor as she thought his suggestion or more like, demand through. Camilla then shrugged mentally. What would it hurt telling him about her home?

"I live in a little town, which isnt that little actually. Even though the town is rather small its filled with nutcases and messed up kids. And the parents to all those fucked up kids arent much better, stubbornly stating that 'THERE IS NOTHING WRONG'." A look of utter contempt flashed across her pretty face and Godric couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and Camilla simply shrugged as reply and mumbled something about most humans being idiots.

"But anyways. I live along with my parents and my 2 younger sisters. My family is rather big when everyone is counted - you could actually call it a clan. The relations in my family is very strange. My grandma got pregnant with my father, and my biological grandpa was a ehm.. biker.. like one of those who would smash your knees if you pissed him off. Well He died before my father's birth and my grandmother married the one whom I know as my grandpa. My grandmother then gave birth to my two uncles and I later got to meet my father's sister/halfsister. ANd Im just gonna stop trying to explain the strange relations in my family cause its just so confusing and that ws only a a fourth of my dad's side of the family. Then of course there is my mom's side. A cake-loving great grandma, A former alcoholic grandmother though she did have a good reason, Some of my mother's uncles and cousins ( + all of their kids) that Ive barely met and then my Uncle and my two cousins - And maybe Ill explain some more about them later but lets just drop them there kay?" Godric simply nodded, watching her with a curious look on his face.

"I live in a grey house, just across the road to my former school. That school sucks by the way - Its like they punish you for being smart." Camilla rolled her eyes in disgust and pursed her lips as she tried to come up with what more to say.

" We are surrounded by forest's now I think about it. Its not very big forest's, but forest's none the less. I dont really like spending time outside in my town at night cause people in my town are just so suspicious - I wouldn't trust half of them with my cats" The girl grinned awkwardly.

"My mom is at home most of the time cause she got hurt in a car crash but she takes it hour by hour with her usual craziness and my dad works lots of different places but mostly as a truck driver, he also remind me of a viking with his huge muscular arms and um complexion very like those berserkers." Camilla giggled and Godric watched her with a wondering look before asking : " How come you are so little then?"

Camilla childishly stuck her tongue out at him and when he poked her cheek, Camilla snapped out to close her blunt teeth around the offending finger but Godric pulled away before she had the chance. " Blame the medicine I had to take" Camilla mumbled and then frowned before she smiled devilishly " You aren't all that much taller! If Im little what are you?"

The middle sister of the three of us is named Elisa, she is 12 now and she sometimes act more mature than Eric does. But She is, sadly,quite a blondie and her stupidity at times never ceases to surprise me. And she also has a habit of stealing my stuff and bragging about being taller than me." Godric snickered at that comment and Camilla poked his chest, pouting at him. He just stared to the left " Everyone is taller than you, ma petite" Godric told her and Camilla gaped at him, deeply offended and then she flicked his ear with a look of mischief on her face that only promised one thing : Revenge.

Godric just snickered and looked at her, raising his eyebrow as if saying ' you just try' and Camilla continued her story.

" The youngest is named Sandra and she is quite the little spoiled Diva, damn it she gets to sleep in my bed when she has nightmares and when she gets her 'fear of the dark' fits even though she has turned eleven. She is just as blond as her elder sister though.

They drive me crazy, sometimes to the point where I could kill them but I would always kill for them"

Godric chuckled at her words and Camilla shrugged with a innocent look on her face " Hey, Love between siblings is an extreme love/hate relationship"

Camilla explained a bit embarrassed and played with her jet black dyed hair, a nostalgic smile on her face. 'I do wonder how many boyfriends that girl has taken and dumped in the time Ive been gone'

The black haired daughter of Vikings pouted slightly as if embarrassed by the thing she was gonna tell. "Im not very good socially, Im quite the outcast, and longer time spend with humans wear me own emotionally but I dont really mind, I didn't really mind" She corrected herself, a sad look flashing across her face.

Godric simply waited, wanting an explanation.

"My grandmother died half a yer ago. 62 years old. By cancer. Which I found on her when I was..9 ... I think" Camilla mumbled, staring off into nothingness

"Wonder how those so called experts felt when a 9 year old little fat kid pwned them" Camilla said, mostly talking to herself. Godric raised an eyebrow at her and Camilla felt his gaze upon her and blushed beet red. She normally kept the fact that it had been her that found out that her grandmother was sick. That her grandmother had been examined by none the less than two experts which both claimed her a hypochondriac. Camilla had same night asked her mother what the thing on her grandmother's rib was after massaging the elder lady, cause the girl couldn't understand why her grandmother would have such a bump when neither her other or she herself had one. Camilla's mother had dragged her beloved mother in law back to those doctors and demanded with more regalty than the queen herself could summon that they examined her properly or she would sue them to the depths of hell and tell the world that her 9 year old daughter did their job better than them.

After that her grandmother had been put on intensive med's and was asked for interviews by lots of newspapers and TV-stations. It was then told on the news that a 9 year old grandchild had shown them proof of just how corrupt and money-greedy doctors could be.

From then on Camilla had been treated like some kind of child genius by her nearest family, cause what she didn't know was that she had saved her grandmother from enormous pain and people ridiculing her as a hypochondriac. Camilla only saw that she had found something bad and thought that she had been the one to make her grandma sick and was depressed for weeks.

Godric nudged her after a moment of her staring into space and encouraged her to keep telling.

"My grandmother was special. One of the strongest women ever. We had a special bond cause I was her first grandchild and She was the only one I trusted with everything or..okay almost everything. Most of my happy memories are with her. Sleeping over, stealing grandpa's place in his bed. Watching tv-series with her, trying to figure out the murder cases, guessing at who was the murderer. Talking about death, shopping with her, playing on a swing with her. Hearing her brag about me was the best thing in the world. She was so immensely proud of who I am, though never really understood why. There was, there is, nothing for her to be proud of. Well, She died before she got her biggest wish fulfilled. That wish was to hold my baby, her first great-grandchild. She died after 9 years of fighting, 9 years of so much pain. Even now, I can't believe she is gone" Camilla stopped for a moment, strangling the sobs that formed in her throat, trying to ignore the terrible wave of sorrow that threatened to drown frowned, he could mention quite the amount of things for Camilla's grandmother to pride herself on, but he kept silent. Simply caressing the young girl's back

" I have a serviette with her perfume on it. Her scent is the most calming in the world, even more so than my mother's.I think its cause I spent alot of time with her as a baby. Mom was desperately fighting cancer and I was pestered by Asthmatic Bronchitis, We were on each of our Hospitals and Dad was constantly pending between those Hospitals. Grandmother was the one to spend most time at my side. I have the notes she wrote to me everytime I got gifts from her hidden the box filled with my treasures. I have one of her shirts and I miss driving with her. My grandmother was like me, loved speed. Even when she was most sick she was scolding my dad for being slow.' WHY ARE YOU DRIVING SO DAMN SLOW! THIS WOULD ONLY TAKE TEN MINUTES IF I WAS DRIVING' ANd that was was a 30 minute trip if you were driving legally"

Camilla couldn't help but giggle at Godric's amused face and shrugged. A smug look upon that pretty face before she commented "Coolness is in my blood. My mom, my dad, my biologic grandpa, Grandpa and grandma all drove an MC and My ancestors used to be VIkings. How can my family not be awesome"

"But grandma was one of the most precious people to me. The only one who understood me...Err.. Okay The one who understood me the most. But she spent her last time at a Hospice and I was with her along with mom for 3 days, ditched school to be with her. Spent lots of time playing on the piano they had - she loved hearing me play piano. I taught myself 'Für Elisa' and I only got to start on Brahms ' Lullaby' before I fell ill and when my parents, the next week went to visit her - I couldnt come cause I was sick and I couldn't go near her cause she had a bad immune system cause of the med's. She died that night where I couldn't be with her. " Camilla nearly choked on the sobs that caused tremors to vibrate through her petite body and tears was tracing paths down her face.

Godric pushed her head to his shoulder,and started humming in an almost desperate try to comfort the guilt-ridden girl in his arms. He couldn't really remember how it felt loosing family members, that was way to long ago for him to she currently had his blood in her veins and the sorrow, the guilt the pain he was feeling through her, ripped at his non-beating heart.

Camilla starting giggling to herself after a while and Godric stared down at her, wondering if she had lost her mind or something. Humans was easy prey to insanity afterall.

"What amuses you so, ma petite?" He asked, curios.

It took awhile for the giggling fit to fade but then Camilla gazed up at the teen vamp's handsome face and half a smile adorned her face.

"After she was buried, I was lying slumped over a table and declared that i wanted to get so hammered that I couldn't walk. And everyone stared at me and then they broke out laughing, of course i didn't understand, My mom then explained that My grandmothers reponse would have been something like ' Well, If thats what you want - then lets go get the booze' I was kind of doubting it but then I remembered that we indeed wwere talking about the lady who taught me how to drink wine when I was ten and got my ears pierced when I was 5, without telling my mom.. Damn my mom was angry " Camilla explained, and Godric couldn't help but laugh and agree that Camilla indeed did have a awesome grandmother.

"So, When I was chosen at an application to study overboard my family said that this was exactly what I needed. A change of air and surrounding. Meeting new people than the messed up people of my town." Camilla said, ending her story.

Godric watched her and he couldn't help but smile.

" I am sorry you had to overhear my childe's cynical words" Godric mumbled just loud enough for Camilla to hear before tugging her head below his chin, rocking back and forth.

He was a bit surprised at how content he felt with this little girl in his arms. Or.. young woman rather. She wasn't all that much of a little girl. She was just so very young.

Camilla's only reply was a 'humph' and Godric could only tell from that reply that she wasn't gonna forgive his childe for awhile.

He sighed, but maybe she would forgive Eric later?

AH, Godric didn't even doubt it.

Even if this girl let on a facade of being all so badass and tough, he knew that on the inside she was just a girl scared of getting hurt. A girl filled with affections and adorned with a good heart.

He looked down as Camilla's breating turned shallow and her heart slwoed down. She had fallen asleep in his arms. Godric smiled. SHe trusted him enough to sleep within his embrace. He frowned at how happiness that thought brought him. What in the world was happening here?

He sat there for awhile, enjoying the warmth that the young girl provided.

~0~

Camilla woke up, lying in the same room that she had woken up in before that day. She groaned and buried her face into a soft pillow again, waiting for sleep to take her again but after a while of trying to sleep again, she realized that it wasn't gonna happen and sat up, placing her feet against the carpet on the floor and stared at the clock beside the bed, her eyes widened. 10am in the morning huh? Damn her sleeping patterns were so messed up by now. SHe sighed and tilted her head. Sun. That meant that Godric, Eric, Isabel and all the other vampires were dead, literally dead, for the day at least.

Since she apparently couldn't go to sleep again, what was she gonna spend her day with? She had no books with her and her Ipod and her notebook was properly blown to pieces or bathed in blood by now. he sighed and pouted as she dug her toes in to soft carpet and thought it through. Then a smile filled with mischief spread upon her pink plump lips and she got onto her feet and toddled over to find some more clothing. She wasn't all that happy gong around in so little clothing.

~0~

Camilla succeeded in finding a top she suspected to be from Isabel and a pair of waay to long sweatpants which she had to roll-up so she wouldn't fall in them and toddled out of their suite to begin her a journey after the thing she needed.

She walked down the corridor and took the elevator down to the lounge where she asked for some salt and pepper. The lady in the reception looked at her very strangely but Camilla just smiled and shrugged it off. Strange looks was something she was used to. She was told that it would be delivered to her suite and Camilla thanked the lady and hurried up again. Singing to herself merrily cause she had also borrowed a couple of felt-tip pens in different colours.

She couldn't wait to see his face when he realized.

When she returned to the suite, Camilla moved around trying to imitate a ninja. She knew it was ridiculous but she didn't wanna wake them though she knew she couldn't wake them even if she started the music on the highest volume or went around screaming like a maniac. But moving like a ninja was just so fun!

Camilla opened the fridge and started opening the TrueBlood bottles inside. Humming and singing 'Headstrong by Trapt' to herself while she poured a huge amount of salt into the opened bottles. Camilla put on the lids to the bottles again and shook them all thoroughly, before placing them in the fridge again.

Then she stretched and went to take a bath. Wanting to enjoy her day of absolute revenge! She giggled devilishly as she stripped herself of her clothing and stepped into the shower, turning on the water and raised the temperature until it was warm enough to relax her stiff muscles. She used the small bottles with shampoo and balsam that the hotel provided, and started rubbing them into her hair, massaging her own scalp as she continually kept on singing hat song by Trapt.

She redressed into the same clothing as before, she didn't really have any other underwear and she didn't feel like finding new borrowed clothing..again. And then she stared at her reflection. Eyes widening when the change of her face caught her attention. Her hair was looking shinier and healthier than it used to, her blossoming skin had turned much cleaner and her eyes had become a bit more bluish. Camilla frowned, why had this happened? And when? She sighed and ruffled her black hair with the fluffy towel that had hanged on the wall and growled as she realised that she had no make up at all.

Camilla didn't use much make up. But she simply couldn't show herself in public with out at least eyeliner and mascara. But She sighed and forced herself to push it aside. Hating that she had to look that horrible infront of Godric's ever so handsome face.

She graoned at her thoughts and shook her head in an attempt to rid her herself of those kind of thoughts. Godric wouldn't ever think of her like that. Camilla sighed but stretched herself again and went to fetch the felt-tip pens she needed for the other part of her punishment of Eric.

After steeling herself, Camilla slowly opened the door to the room where Godric and Eric rested. She went through the room, sneaking upon her toes, smiling like a maniac until she reached the bed that Godric and Eric shared. Luckily, Eric was sprawled so that his face was easily reachable to her. Camilla glanced over at Godric and her cheeks turned crimson at the sight of his peaceful sleeping face.

Then she turned her gaze at Eric, trying to ignore the fact that he was obviously naked under the sheets. Camilla kept her gaze at his face, steeling herself not to let her gaze wander to places that she did not wish to see. Then she pulled the lids off the pens and started drawing.

When she finished, Camilla hurried to the other side of the bed and watched the sleeping Godri for a while before she bowed down and pressed her pink plump lips against his cheek.

Then she pulled herself up and fled the room in all haste, unknowing of the fact that the one she had though was asleep wasn't all that unconscious as she thought.

A/N: Sorry for the time this has been taking. My own PC is like..broken and Im using my family's computer so my time is kind ehm..limited.

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