Okay, uh heres the next chapter. Sorry 'bout the slight delay I had to do stuff. But heres the next chapter, had a bit of writer's block for this one but I got it done, hope you guys like it, let me know if you think its moving to slowly okay?

Sookie gripped the hand over her mouth and tried to tug it away but it didn't budge, she began to panic until a voice whispered, "It's me." in her ear and relief flooded her, Eric let his hand drop.

"Eric Northman you near gave me a heart attack. What are you doin' here? Wheres Godric?" Sookie whispered, noticing Eric peering around cautiously.

"Godric scouting the area, the wood is hiding a few weres tonight. He called me to take care of you while he takes care of them." Eric whispered back, opening her car door for her and taking her keys from her hand.

Sookie got in and he closed the door behind her, then in a blur of movement was in the driver's seat beside her starting the engine. The car creped into motion and they were on the road. With Eric's presence Sookie strangely felt safe, and blamed it on his blood as she fell asleep on the ride back home.

Sookie dreamed of horrible things being done to Bill that night and woke up on her porch bench in Eric's arms with as start, only an hour or so after falling asleep. She sat up and moved away from him, about to cry with the worry she felt for Bill at the moment. She missed him so much.

"I take it you did not dream well." Eric said, watching her.

"Gee how'd you guess?" Sookie said, yawning still tired.

"Intuition." Eric shrugged, standing her asked, "Are you going to invite me in?"

Sookie eyed him, unsure. She knew he was here to keep her safe but he was still Eric after all. He could not be trusted, but she couldn't wait out here until Godric got back she was much to tired, and she had no idea whether he'd even be back before dawn or not.

Sookie stood, feeling a spell of vertigo set over her for a moment from tiredness and looked from her door to Eric for a moment. She sighed, seeing no other option and walked up to her door and unlocked it. She opened her mouth but hesitated, she then swallowed and went to speak again bout was cut off.

"Godric." Eric spoke, and Sookie turned to see him step un the porch steps. His hands and shirt were covered in blood, and when she stepped into the porch light she saw it was in hair as well.

"Godric, are you alright?" she cried, noticing the way he limped.

"I am, for the most part." he responded, this is when Sookie realized that most of the blood on him was not his own and belonged to someone else. This relieved her of an anxiety that she hadn't realized she'd contracted until it stopped choking her.

"Perhaps you should go tend to Spencer and I will watch over Miss Stackhouse a bit longer?" Eric spoke up, a cold look in his eyes that Godric had seen many times but never directed at him. He knew Eric had some sort of attachment to Miss Stackhouse, but was it really enough to make Eric bare coldness toward him?

Godric could not deny he felt a pull toward Miss Stackhouse, one that reminded him of his old vampiric nature that he'd all but lost with the gain of Spencer. It was a sort of sexually fueled blood lust, that he associated with young foolish new vampires, and had forgotten the thrill of. It did make him jealous of her, he did not like her close relationship with the shifter or the way she obsessed over Mr. Compton, it had even bothered him to have left her in Eric's hands. He was sure Eric felt the same as he on all of these matters, and probably didn't like having to leave her in his hands all day.

"That is not necessary." Godric stated, moving more toward the door and Miss Stackhouse.

"You are not in your own body, it is not for you to neglect." Eric said.

"That is not for you to be concerned with." Godric responded. This response seem to make something within Eric twitch, for Godric could feel more anger coming from him.

"Go, and tend to Spencer's body. I will keep Miss Stackhouse safe." Eric said, keeping his voice calm.

"You know he's right Godric, you should try your best not to hurt Spencer. You should take care of him." Sookie said, feeling some sort of tension building between the two males.

Godric looked at her for a moment, then looked out off the porch where he could just make out Spencer's house. It would take him no time to get there clean off the blood, inspect his leg, change clothes, and come back.

"Very well." he responded, then stepped off the porch and walked off into the night. Eric and Sookie watched him, watched the limp that favored his right to his left.

Sookie woke with Godric's arm draped around her again. She knew that Billy wouldn't like it, and she should feel guilty about how comforting and secure it felt with his arm around her, but all the same she didn't. She found she liked waking up in someone's arms, a luxury she never had with Bill.

After finding that Godric was still asleep, she just laid there relaxing. She angled her head to look at Godric. He laid on top over her covers in such a way that it looked as if he'd been sitting beside her on the bed cross-legged, and had fallen asleep. Which was most likely the truth of what happened.

"Good morning Miss Stackhouse." Godric woke a while later, arms leaving her as he stood and had a luxurious stretch, wincing at the stiffness of his right leg.

"Mornin' Godric." She said, smiling up at him as he put his arms up and reached to the top of his toes, slightly favoring his right side as he did this.

"What happened to you last night?" She asked, nodding toward his right.

"I badly bruised his upper leg when I was thrown into a tree. I had for gotten caught in the moment and forgot I am no longer a vampire." Godric said, some embarrassment in his voice.

"Are you sure its just bruised?" Sookie asked, she'd hate for anything to happen to Spencer, he was so nice.

"I am, I checked it last night." he responded, coming down from his stretch.

"Alright good, I'd hate for anything to happen to Spencer because of me." She said, standing up out of bed and going over to her dresser and pulling out a pair of comfortable shorts and a tee-shirt.

"Anything that may ever happen to Spencer is not because of you, it is because of me." Godric said, then turned and walked out of the room. Sookie listened for foot steps but found it pointless, even in a human body Godric moved silently.

Sooking came down after dressing and scraping her hair up into a ponytail, and got right to fixing breakfast. As sore and tired as she was, she was also very hungry and knew Godric probably was to. As she cooked she found herself wondering where Godric was, she hadn't seen him sense he'd left her room, he must be around somewhere.

"He's off chasing werewolves." Sookie let out a startled yelp and whipped around, dropping her cooking utensil.

Dante sat at her table, tipping back in the chair feet kicked up arms crossed behind his head, his expression was light and friendly. Alabaster sat on his chest, sniffing the air in a rather adorable manor, "Dante," Sookie took a moment to regain a composure, "don't sneak up on me. I hate it when all you supernatural beings do that." she said, picking up her utensil and taking it to the sink to wash it off.

"Lo Siento." he said.

"And stop speaking Spanish please, I don't understand a word of it." she said.

"I'm sorry." Dante said, there wasn't much sincerity in his voice or in his strange eyes but Sookie didn't expect much. Dante didn't strike her as the sensitive type.

Sookie finished drying off her utensil and went back to cooking, "Dante." Godric's voice rang in Sookie's kitchen, both she and Dante turned and looked at him.

He stood in the doorway clean this time, wet from the down pour outside but looked unharmed. His grey blue eyes were focused on Dante, who kicked his feet down and sat up straight. Alabaster leapt from his chest to the table and seemed to watch the interactions of the three in the kitchen.

"I have news from Lev." Dante told them, gaining much interest from both.

Okay next chapter will be up soon, see you then.

-Ancell