"GODRIC!" Camilla's usually low voice turned high pitched as she screamed his name, terror and anger obvious in her tone. Echoing in the open air between the high buildings that lay on either side of the building that they were standing on, Making both Eric who was on his knees and Godric standing beside him duck their heads cause of the pain her loud voice caused their ears.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" The young girl inquired, Her face contorted with anger, looking so furious that if they had been human they would have hurried out of her way but the salty scent of tears was weak but none the less present.

Camilla dug her teeth into her bottom lip and gazed at Eric, "Go inside, Eric. Sun will be up soon and I don't think Godric wanna see you burn up." No reply, not even a reaction.

Camilla almost snarled – she had to get Godric inside and she did not have the time to deal with him as well. "Gå indenfor, og bliv der.. Jeg skal nok tage mig af det her!" Camilla growled at him and that seemed to get through to him cause the blond haired vampire looked up at her with cloudy eyes, wiped the bloody tears with his hand, only succeeding in smearing it onto his handsome face, reluctantly got up and in a flash, he was gone. (Go inside and stay there – I'll deal with this!)

Godric gazed at the young girl at his side and his lips curled into a gentle smile at the sight of the obvious fury on her face. "You are an Idiot, you know that right?" Camilla said, "Why are you, a 2000 year old vampire, acting like this? "

Godric gaze locked with hers and he couldn't help but wonder why she looked so angry, so very hurt by this." I am tired, ma petite.. 2000 years is enough" Was how his answer sounded.

Camilla shook her head and she slipped her small pale hand into his bigger and If possible paler hand, lacing her fingers with his. Content that it seemed as though her fingers fit perfectly in the spaces between his. "You can't leave me… You have to live… I don't care if you think you shouldn't be here... I don't want you to leave me and I'm human – I count!"

"I've raped and murdered women, children and man alike, seen humans kill each other for imaginary Gods, The horror and cruelty of humans- I've tired of this."

Camilla gripped his hand tighter and she grit her teeth at his words. She truly hated rapists and she disliked unjustified murder but he couldn't leave her, he couldn't!

"And You think you can atone this by ending your life...err... existence?" Camilla inquired skepticism obvious in her steadily cooling voice. Her lips curling back into a soundless snarl by the thought of him, taking the easy way out when he acted remorseful.

The ancient teenager simply nodded and Camilla could feel the panic rise in her chest as the clouds on the sky started to dye pink, gripping her heart and making her gasp for air.

" ARE YOU STUPID? Brain dead? Retarded? Gone insane? Rape is the worst thing you could do to a person. It's not called 'Soul killer crime' for fun. It's terrible and something people who haven't gone through can never comprehend. It's worse than murder and believe me when I say that I would laugh while castrating a rapist – Oh damn the satisfaction of that! BUT! That is only if the person feels no remorse for what he or she in that case has done, if they would do it again! If you feel guilt then I think that a long life burdened with that guilt and spend trying to make up for that rapist's wrong doings is a good punishment. Of course it would be fair to castrate them or something because the pain they've caused the victim cannot be described in words! " Camilla hissed at him, her voice loud and ringing in his sensitive ears, making him wanna duck his head to escape the painful sound.

Camilla sucked in a breath, taking a small pause – Damn it wasn't often she spoke this much.

"Rapists will never understand the terror you feel when you know that you cannot escape! That you've simply been degraded to a prostitute, an object cause of this one sicko's pathetic lust and need of control and to show off his 'power'. The disgust you feel of yourself when you know that you were too weak to fight this – or maybe you were asking for it by wearing way to revealing clothes! Oh hell no! A woman should be able to walk naked on the streets without being raped because NO ONE has the right to rape, to take some by force."

Godric stared at the youngster beside him, his gaze filled with sorrow, wondering how she had this much knowledge and why she was this deep-felt about the topic she was talking of.

"If you truly feel bad about what you have done, then live for those whose life you've stolen. And enjoy it! Life is GIFT! And not a given right! And no one seems to get that!"

And as Godric was wondering when 15 year old girls started becoming so wise, his head snapped up at a strange sound.

Camilla sniffled and wiped her tearstained cheeks with the back of her hand, sobs threatening to rip through her. "Even If you have done some terrible things – You have people who love and care for you – who would die WITH you. Simply cause they don't want to lose you. Don't be selfish and burden them with the pain of losing you simply because you were a coward and took the easy way out! Leaving them to grieve! To wonder what they could have done to help you feel better! I know of this! I know the looks of those who feared to be left behind, how haunted their eyes become when they speak of it!"

Godric stared at her, stunned and obviously wanting an explanation. Camilla looked down, obviously uncomfortable – shame obvious on her cute face

" ..Listen... I was 13 and life wasn't all too easy and I was burdened by a bad depression.. 2000 years is a lot and damn it I was tired of the world's horror at 13 – I can't even comprehend how you are feeling – I had been depressed for long and one night it just became too much for me. Way too much. I swallowed all of my mother's muscle-relaxing medicine, lots of painkillers and I guess the number of pills I downed was way above 70 - then I drank all the vodka I could without puking and lied down. Simply waiting for it to end."

Godric's lips parted and Camilla looked down and shook her head. "I can only now understand how hurt and betrayed and terrified my friends and family was. I only felt the horrifying numbness I had forced myself into as a protection of myself. I can only apologize for the pain that I've caused those whom I love for that was never the intention – I simply longed to feel, to escape the numbness. When Lolli got the news, she told me, she ran through her door and all the way to our house. Running all the way – kept on running till her heart felt as though it would burst. And I could only force a smile and hug her back, not understanding why she was crying. I couldn't even understand why my friend Mikkel was crying. Cause it was not meant to hurt them – simply end me."

"And I know how I felt when I lost grandma – I was thinking, sincerely I couldn't wait until the day I died so I could be with her again! How messed up is THAT A 15 year old kid you can't wait to die? I bet that is how you will leave Eric, with those feelings and are you really cruel enough to do that?"

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE PUT THAT PAIN UPON ERIC,ISABEL, AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO CARES ABOUT YOU…inclusive me" Camilla's voice had started turning hoarse and raspy partly from much more speak than she was use to and also cause of the sobs that threatened to slip past her lips every time she breathed.

"Please… don't leave me."

The world from Camilla's view had turned blurry cause of the tears that kept forming and Godric could only frown at the pain he felt through the bond his blood had created between them and when her silent whispery plea reached his ears – it felt as though a jolt ran up his spine and he pulled the petite girl into his embrace, buried his nose in her raven black hair , basked in her sweet scent and she gasped and wrapped her arms around his torso, burying her face at his chest, unable to fight the sobs ripping through her any longer.

The sound of her sobs made him grit his teeth and guilt clenched at his un-beating heart, He pulled her even closer – if possible- and with the speed of light, he ran to the safety of inside, safe of the sun's dangerous rays.

Her small hands were fisted into his white shirt and he could feel her tears soak through the material of it. He wanted to growl at himself, He didn't want her to cry – it hurt him when she cried. "Don't cry, Ma petite.. There is no reason to"

Camilla looked up, her eyes puffy and red, cheeks rosy and tearstained, lips bloody and wounded. And yet she still managed to look adorable.

"Shut up! There is lotsa reason…. and I can't stop!" The ravenette said, burying her face to his chest again, both in embarrassment and cause.. it kinda felt nice.

Godric couldn't help the low chuckle that escaped him, a chuckle Camilla rather felt than heard. "Don't laugh." She said, or rather demanded. But she couldn't help feeling the tug of her lips as they curled into a light smile, it seemed impossible not to smile when Godric expressed amusement or happiness.

"Anyways…Ill never let you leave me.. Not if I have to keep myself awake 24/7 " Camilla set, her jaw set stubbornly, her chin lifted and stubbornness that could teach a donkey showing in her grey/blui-ish eyes.

Godric frowned slightly and he tugged her head beneath his chin and rocked her softly. " I promise not to leave you" . He said those words, had the intention of lying but when the words left his mouth he found that he had to keep this promise. Atleast for as long as her lifetime..and for him – that would be like single moment.

Camilla could only blush as he embraced her, she wasn't used to being embraced like this. People usually kept away from her and being this close had her heart racing.

Godric chuckled as he heard her heart speed up, and a sudden feeling of satisfaction dawned on him. He was content just like this – having her in his arms , safe.

The time it took for her to worm into his dead heart was almost none existing. It had taken him with great surprise how quick she had become he was intrigued by the gall of this had fought even when the odds were against her by a long shot. Then, when he got to know her - he almost became addicted to her voice. She was softspoken but when she spoke you couldn't ignore her. Her laughter was more like a giggle, sounding innocent even when she had been mischievous. He only heard her laughing loudly once - when she got her revenge on Eric. He enjoyed her views on life, she was different from the bland and boring people he usually was surrounded she turned precious.

Surprises at ever corner with her at his feelings had been he biggest of those.

How her sadness made him want to hold her close. How he wanted her all to herself and never to share again. How he been angry that Eric had labeled such a girl worthless. Thus he had acted upon the anger – It had surprised him. How angry he felt when he saw how much she was hurt by their conversation. And now he was content, almost happy cause he had her in his arms.

While Godric was reveling in how strange this was, Camilla was uncomfortable – didn't know what to do with herself. Her heart was still racing, butterflies fluttering in her tummy and the close proximity of his toned body against her's had her remembering the dreams she had about him. Dreams that made her blush beet red, dreams she would never mention to anybody.

She looked over her shoulder as someone made a coughing sound and Camilla blushed deep red and hid her face against Godric's chest again at the sight of Eric watching the two of them with a raised eyebrow.

He had wiped his face clean of the bloody tears that only his kind shed. Relief though was obvious in his eyes. Camilla couldn't step out of Godric's embrace and she didn't know if he hadn't realized Eric presence or if he simply chose to ignore him.

Camilla placed her hands against his toned and hard chest and pushed gently, He instantly let her go and he turned to look at Eric after taking a step back. "Yes, childe?"

Eric's face showed vulnerability. He just looked at his Maker, his brother, his son, his father, his friend and lover and a sigh filled with relief escaped him as he marveled in the miracle of Godric still being here. If he wasn't the reserved cool Viking everyone knew he would have fallen to his knees and wept in joy. He couldn't remember when he was this happy, this grateful. And he stared at the miracle that had allowed him to keep his Maker for just a while more. Yes, A miracle cause it was nearly impossible to change Godric's mind when it first was set. She had done what he couldn't and in a sudden act of feelings he strode close to her, pulled her into an embrace and pressed his lips to her sweet-scented black hair and whispered a heartfelt 'thank you'

Camilla's eyes went big as saucers at this and she just stared up at Godric, almost in panic for a moment but when she heard the tiny 'thank you' she calmed and a soft smile crept onto her plump fuchsia pink coloured lips as she finally understood and she hesitantly returned the hug.

A moment after, Eric stepped back, looking kind of miffed. Camilla suspected that he hadn't meant to do that and she just smiled softly at him, and made a dismissive gesture. Letting him know she would let it pass.

Godric felt the twinge of jealousy when his childe embraced Camilla but he remembered the words she had uttered about the sorrow and terror he had brought those who 'cared and loved him' and let it slide. Kind of happy that they for once wasn't fighting.

A/N: Nya Nya :3 Arent I nice? Updating this fast ._. Im not too sure about this chap.. Did it end up too sappy? And did I manage to keep Godric in character? Im not too confident on that .' AND I know Eric seems out of character but Godric IS his Maker and They are very close so I guess its alright or what?