I slept for a very long time; longer than I originally planned. My body was beyond exhaustion and I figured it was recovering from the events that took place.

Something chilly push my hair out of my face. I began to stir groaning with morning grogginess. My body stretched out underneath the bed covers. A few of my leg muscles were still sore as I turned over on my back.

The icy feeling returned. It pressed tenderly down on my cheek.

My eyes fluttered open. It was dark as nighttime returned. I looked over seeing Godric sitting on his bed next to me. He sat patiently looking down at me with kindness in his eyes.

"Having fun watching me sleep?" I asked jokingly.

"You remind me when the first time 'Sleeping Beauty' came out," Godric confessed laughing lightly.

"With hair of sunshine gold and lips red as the rose," I quoted remembering the Disney version from my childhood.

"Back when I first heard of it, the story was called 'La Belle au bois dormant' meaning 'the beauty asleep in the wood'," Godric explained.

I cracked a smile. I was surprised he remembered something like that. "Useless knowledge" was a human trait and I guess Godric still had that in him.

I sighed happily, "I don't think you woke me up just to reminisce about fairytales."

"Would you like to visit Steve Newlin in Bon Temps, Louisiana?" Godric asked flatly.

"You're asking me if I would like to visit a man that you hate down to the bone?" I asked sitting up in the bed.

"You seemed… concerned about him earlier," Godric answered choosing his words wisely. "So, I'm offering you the chance to see that he is, regrettably, alive."

I thought about my words very carefully, "Does it… bother you that much that he is alive?"

Godric looked at me with an icy glare. My answer was in his eyes.

"If I say yes," I continued looking away. "Will you be this cold when we are there?"

"It will be difficult for me to restrain myself from any torture that I wish to put him through," Godric answered the cold now in his voice. "But if it makes you feel better and quit worrying about him, then I will take you to him."

Godric would always know how I felt. It frustrated him when I thought of Steve Newlin dead because I fed him to Godric. In a way, he offered me a win-win situation. If I went and saw him alive, I would undoubtedly stop worrying. In the end, Godric would ease up too because I have put most of my concerns out of my head.

"If we do leave," Godric said sensing my decision. "We'd have to go now or we'll never make it before sunrise."

"We're only seeing him for one night, right?" I asked.

"I can't be gone long from my duties as a sheriff," Godric said trying to meet my gaze. "Isabel and Stan will take my place for one night."

"Alright," I agreed.

Godric didn't seem to happy with my decision. I knew it would make us both feel better in the end but I don't know if he saw it like I did. I changed into my usual t-shirt, hoodie, and jeans as Godric informed Stan and Isabel.

"How long will it take up to get there?" I asked entering the living room.

"At my speed," Godric answered. "About an hour.

"An hour to get out of Texas and into Louisiana?" I asked shocked.

"Lacey," Godric said popping up his eyebrows. "We're gunna have to fly."

Oh jeez, I thought.

"It's the quickest way I know of," Godric said with a smile tugging on his lips.

I glared at him playfully, "I think you planned this out so we could only get there by flight. Just to torment me."

Godric shrugged innocently. I rolled my eyes playfully as we headed out the front door. We walked to the end of the driveway in silence. I looked up at the night sky seeing a few stars out and started to get a little nervous about flying.

Godric took my hand in his. The cold startled me at first but I was kind of getting used to it.

"Ready?" Godric asked.

"Just where exactly are we going in… Bon Temps?" I asked almost forgetting the name.

"Eric, my prodigy, has a night club called Fangtasia," Godric explained pulling me closer.

"He's keeping Steve Newlin there."

"You let Eric take Steve?" I asked.

I knew Eric and Isabel took him back at the church but I had no idea he'd be moved to Louisiana. And why would they keep him in a nightclub? Wouldn't a jail cell be better?

"Eric seems to like holding people hostage," Godric said honestly. "It's almost like a hobby of his… a strong hobby."

I held back a laugh. Hold someone hostage wasn't something to laugh at. But the fact that Godric called it a "strong" hobby made me smile. I wondered how much fun Eric really had with this… particular captive.

"All set then?" Godric asked.

I nodded.

"Here, take some," Godric said opening up his wrist. "It might help the nausea."

I took a few drops seeing the science behind it logical. I somehow doubted that a few drops would do it but Godric was a decently old vampire so I went with it.

I placed my hand on Godric should and leapt up into his arms. I slowly looked up at the sky knowing I'd fly into it in a few seconds. A whole hour in the air at an alarming speed didn't sound like a fun way to spend the night but I was pretty happy with my decision.

Soon Godric and I can live peacefully, I thought turning my face to see him.

My head nearly smashed into Godric shoulder as he lifted off from the ground. The amount of pressure at the start was nearly impossible to endure as my whole body pushed down out of Godric's arms. It only occurred to me that it was essential for Godric to have superhuman strength just to hold onto me while flying.

I had no clue how Godric could see either. One, we were moving so fast my eyes watered every time I opened them. Two, my hair was more than likely blowing in his face obscuring his vision. It made me feel like I should have tied it in a low pony tail.

Are we even out of Texas yet?

It was loud up there too. The wind was, of course, always moving against us as Godric ripped right through it. Ear plus would have been nice since it's louder than those big ass monster trucks and fireworks. If I went deaf, I was so gunna get some silver.

"Here," Godric announced.

I glanced up at him seeing the earth stand still behind his head. I slowly moved away from him looking around. We landed in a parking lot with more than a few cars in it. The nightclub was noisy when my hearing returned to me.

Godric set me down lightly. He waited until my dizziness went away.

There was sign outside of the nightclub that caught my attention. It was large, it was red, and it did indeed say "Fangtasia".

What a bad vampire joke, I thought rolling my eyes.

"How do you feel?" Godric asked.

"Well, the nightclub isn't doing somersaults," I joked still looking at the building. "So I think I'm okay."

Godric laughed shaking his head. We walked side by side to the door. There was a small line and a few people just hung outside the building. Most of them were dressed a little… different. I tried not to stare at all the exposed skin as we reached the bouncer.

"Godric," the woman greeted.

"Pam," Godric replied nodding.

She, to me, was the slightly older version of Barbie. Long blonde hair that reached down to her shoulder blades, large blue eyes, and a good body to go with it. She more all black with a leather corset on top. So Barbie but with a taste for the dangerous look.

"Is she eighteen or older?" Pam asked looking me over.

"Yes," Godric answered for me.

My birthday wasn't for a few more months but I wasn't going to argue with vampires; ever!

I met Pam's eyes smiling innocently hoping she'd just let me in. Instead, Pam trapped me in her gaze. My shoulders lowered, my fists loosened, and my mouth dropped slightly. I was within her grasp and at her disposal; if she so chose it.

"I know I haven't made this public yet but," Godric said before he snatched Pam's neck in his grip. "Lacey… is mine."

I almost fell backwards as Pam released me so quickly. My eyes fluttered as I came back around.

"Forgive me," Pam pleased. "Godric."

"Godric, I'm fine," I said placing my hand on his shoulder.

He released Pam slowly letting her think about it for a moment.

"Go on in," Pam said stepping aside.

I let Godric lead as I mouthed "sorry" to Pam. Something was really eating away at Godric. He got angry easily now when it came to things dealing with me. He was growing a little bit too protective and it wasn't a good thing anymore.

"Godric she just wanted to see if I was really eighteen or not," I said catching up to him.

"It shouldn't matter," Godric answered sending a chill down my spine. "If you are with me, rules should be bent easily."

The club was rather… crowded. I really wanted to clean my eyes out with bleach after all the exposed skin I saw inside. I knew nightclubs had a thing with clothing but I could now say my eyes lost their virginity.

Godric pushed through a few people walking to the back of the room. I saw Eric sitting on a thrown watching Godric move through the crowd.

"Godric," Eric said with a little surprise. "You came."

Godric only nodded back.

"He's downstairs tied up like a dog," Eric said glancing over to the back room. "There are a few… others down there so be careful."

The hobby was so strong he had to have multiple captives for it to be fun, I thought following Godric.