So here is the next chapter, I tried to make it a little long and I think it is, just a liiiiiiiittle bit longer, but hey thats better than another miny chapter right? Okay well, yeah sorry for the wait. Lemme know if you like, also don't be afraid to suggest things because I love hearing what you guys say and more often than not I will probably work in you suggestions. I've gotten a few I already, and I plan to work them in.

Godric was at wits end. He had no idea what to do. It seemed that no matter what choice he made, he would hurt himself. Not accepting Lev's help would leave him stuck with in Spencer, and he didn't want to do that to Spencer, or himself. Accepting Lev's help would mean changing Spencer, then giving him up, which would kill him inside. It was a double edged decision, and he realized with a twist in his chest he wanted, and needed, Eric's help and opinion.

He couldn't go to Eric now though. It was day time, and when night fell he would have had to make his decision. Thing hadn't been the same between he and Eric anyways, and Godric felt it was his fault. He knew very well, what Eric felt for Sookie. He knew Eric tried to pass it off as nothing, and he knew Eric knew he was lying to himself. He knew how it hurt Eric that he was getting so close with .

Godric also knew himself. As much as he tried not to be, Godric knew he was selfish at heart. In his day before he'd died, the days that he was a sheriff, he had managed to swallow his selfishness. For the better of others, human and vampire alike. And when ever Eric had been involved in the passed, no matter what, he had put Eric before himself. As Selfless as all of that seemed on the surface, each and everyone of his selfless acts were born from a selfish thought. He had killed Eric's men, and changed Eric out of loneliness. Anything after that, the ways he'd put Eric first, was because he didn't want to feel the hurt Eric would feel. Selfish.

Now though, now he was being very selfish. Selfish to the extent that he was hurting his child. He knew he shouldn't, he should ignore the pull he was feeling toward Miss. Sackhouse, as he would have back then, and allow Eric to have her. He couldn't though, it was strange, he couldn't pretend the pull wasn't there, he'd tried.

Godric found himself missing the closeness he and Eric had had as he silently watched over Miss. Stackhouse's work place. There had been a time, not long ago, when Eric had been willing to die with him, for him. Now he wasn't so sure. Eric's distaste toward him was painful. The cold looks, angry thoughts, the distantness. The night Eric had come and found them both asleep, his around her, had nearly tore Eric's heart out. Godric was pretty sure it had torn his clear from his disembodied chest.

It had been just last night. Miss. Stackhosue was asleep, and I'd passed out as well. Even though I'd been passed out for a while now, Eric's presence jolted me awake. When I woke, I instantly felt Eric's pain as he saw my arm around her in the way I usually fell asleep. I felt the bitterness rising in my child and in moments we had both quickly exited he house and were standing in the graveyard, face to face.

"You do not care for me any longer Godric?" he asked, I winced inwardly at the amount of sadness in his words as he asked this.

I shook my head, "This is not true Eric, I love you, as I always have." I told him, taking a step toward him. "Then is it, that you can not feel my pain any longer?" Eric asked, I cried inwardly at the hope behind his words. He wanted, needed for this to be true, the words that were not true.

"Eric I feel you're pain, maybe even sharper than you do." I said, wishing I could tell him what he wanted to hear, but I couldn't. I wouldn't lie to Eric, not more than I already had.

Eric looked hurt now, and he was, I could feel it, "Then why Godric?" he asked.

"I do not know, it is as if my years of self control mean nothing, I can not stop myself, or ignore it." I said.

"You can't or you won't?" he demanded. I stared at him, for a moment, considering this

"I want but I won't." I spoke finally. I instantly felt myself cringe inwardly, as I felt Eric's pain. He felt as if I was nearly ripping his heart from his chest, and in turn I felt as if I'd ripped my heart clearly out.

"I can not believe you are doing this to me!" Eric said, his was just below yelling at me. I swallowed, feeling like I couldn't breath, never mind speak. I felt more cold than I'd ever felt before, was this what it was to be hated by your own child?

The memory of last night was to much for Godric, he had so much weighing on his mind he was finding it hard to pay attention to his surroundings, and found himself pinned to the ground before he knew what was happening. He forced the were off him as it lunged for his throat, and moved swiftly to his feet, to find he was surrounded. He wasn't getting out this wounded, that was for sure. That was the last thing he had time to think, as instinct took over.

Godric, was bitten and thrown to the ground many times, but he didn't feel any of it. His adrenaline was on over drive. This is until he got a bad wound to the chest, and fell to the ground winded. This is when he heard Miss, Stackhouse shriek him name, and another voice, the shifter's as he held her back and tried to talk her down and the Weres the were still alive began to tare at him. Godric prepared himself for death, as the guilt of being responsible for Spencer's death began to weigh in. Then suddenly he felt the weight of all the Weres fly off of him and heard many yelps at the collided with the nearest solid objects. He felt two presence beside him, and recognized them to be Miss. Stackhouse and Dante. Then he blacked out

"Dante is he gonna die?" Sookie cried, as he knelt next to him beside Godric.

Dante was examining the wounds, "I don't think so." he said, as he tilted Godric's head to examine the bite mark on his neck, it was shallow. He'd gotten them off just in time, that bite would have killed him if he hadn't.

"Oh my god," she covered her mouth, as she barely bite back tears.

"Shifter." Dante turned and looked to Sam.

"Who are you?" Sam demanded.

"I am Dante. You are to watch her closely, they shouldn't attack again, but just incase. Waitress girl, stay inside. I am going to take Godric and tend to him. I will come fore you if I can, if not I will send Eric. Understood?" Dante demanded.

Sookie nodded, Sam looked like he wanted to know more but nodded anyways. Dante carefully slung Godric over his shoulder, and then flew off. The way he flew reminded Sookie of fire works. He left a spiraling trail of sparks behind him, then a loud bang and a burst of them as he blazed off a speed she couldn't track with her eyes. It was beautiful.

When night time came around, it was Dante who came to bring her home. She demanded him to bring her to see Godric, and after a bit of hesitating he did. He'd brought Godric to Spencer's house, and when they got there, Godric wasn't conscience. Sookie, gazed at him sadly as she walked into the room with Dante.

"He is breathing well, but he's broken ribs, and his upper arm and cracked his skull and shin. That with all the bruises and cut will keep him out for a few days while he heals with the slowed vampiric healing he still has. See most of the cute and bruises are gone or minor." Dante told her, sugar coating nothing.

Sookie noticed he was right though, his bruises and cuts were mostly all gone now, "So he'll be alright?" she said. "Yeah. What more of a concern is whos going to keep you safe while hes benched." he said, and added mental to himself, and what Lev is going to do when she finds she'll have to wait. Sookie said nothing as she gazed at Godric, feeling guilt that both he and Spencer were in this position because of her, "Godric would ask you to stay with me." she said, finally. "I know," said Dante, rocking back on his heels as he thought.

"I can keep an eye on you but not all the time. I'll check on you when ever I get a chance." he said, after a long moment of thinking.

Sookie nodded, "Alright."

"I'll bring you home now. I'll put a seal on your home so that no one, besides you can enter unless you ask them too." he said, leading her out of the room.

Dante had done as he'd said, and he even had an anti Were spell on Merelotte's. It wouldn't stop them, but they couldn't shift to wolves inside it, and it weakened them. So as long as Sookie was in her house or in Merlotte's she was safe. The unsafe zone was for Merlotte's to here car, to home, from her car to inside her house.

Now though, as she worked hard in Merlottes, she found herself worried about Godric more than herself. He was badly hurt, given she knew he'd be fine in a few days, what if this happened again? Godric had to get his old body back, no matter what. Sookie had to help him do it too, she wasn't sure if she could do anything about it but she knew she had to try. Spencer and Godric didn't deserve this.

So when Dante showed up to make sure she got home okay, she brought it up, "Dante, I want to speak with Lev." she stated.

Dante eyed her, "Why?"

"Godric needs his old body, but I don't think he'll choose it if he has to risk Spencer." she stated.

"Lev will not take anything other than Spencer, and besides then less Lev sees of you the safer you are. Her having an interest in you is bad. It is best for you to avoid her." he told her.

"But I have to try Dante!" she said.

"No." Dante said, his voice firm and serious, lacking its usual laughter.

"But Dante-"

"Sookie, this is not for you to get involved with." he snapped, the fact that he used her name unnerved her and she grudgingly gave up as the pulled into her house.

"I will go check on Godric now. Perhaps once he is well enough he can stay with you." he told her, then left her one her porch and headed toward Spencer's house. Sookie huffed, glanced up at the sky then stormed inside to call Eric, he would want to know what has happened to Godric.

"Miss. Stackhouse?" Eric's voice rung questioningly through the phone.

"Hey Eric. Um, I was just callin' to let you know, if you already didn't know, Godrics been hurt. He'll be okay, but its bad." she said.

"What?" Eric asked.

"He was fighting off a big group of werewolves, and he was losin' then Dante fended them off just in time." she told him, twisting her hair between her fingers as she spoke.

"You said he is okay though?"

"Yes."

"What about you?"

"Dante put a seal on my house that won't allow anyone but me into my house with out being invited in. And he put so spell on Merlotte's too." she told him.

"So you're safe then?" he questioned.

"Yeah."

"Alright, let me know if anything changes…" he sound like he wanted to say more but didn't, "bye."

"Good bye." she responded and hung up the phone. Eric had acted strange, and he'd seemed more concerned for her than he was for Godric. She guessed it was because she'd said he'd be fine.

"Waitress girl!" she heard Dante call from the front door as she place the phone down. She went to the door.

"Dante?" she questioned.

"Godric is gone." he stated, Sookie waved him in and ran back to the phone, hitting redial.

So, I know some of you wanted Eric and Godric to make up, but thats not going to happen anytime soon, sorry. Trust me it hurts me too, to make them fight like this because I always loved their relationship with each other, but I gotta do what I gotta do. So next chapter soon I hope, I recently started watching the show Heros on netflix and its addicting and really distracting. If I have to I will tell myself no Heros until you write another chapter of Antidote for Irony! Hey does anyone know that song by the way? Its a good song.

-Ancell