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Sookie couldn't breath. She couldn't believe Bill was dead. Spencer was shaking., unable to wrap his mind around the fact that he'd just killed someone. He looked at himself, the blood that covered him, the carnage remnants of Bill on the floor. He could handle it, he before he knew what was happening he'd fallen to he knees screaming blood murder.

Godric was there in less than a heart beat, he stood over Spencer taking in the scene before him. His blue grey eyes flickered from Tara to Dante to Sookie. Searching for hints as to what happened. He didn't know whether to tend to Spencer, or go to Sookie, who looked just as stricken as Spencer, first.

"What happened?" He spoke to the general room and he kneeled beside Spencer and pulled his blood covered hands from his face.

"Bill- Bill- he came and he tried to take Sookie." Tara choked out, starting to lose consciousness, still in Dante's arms, from hitting her head now that her adrenalin was settling down.

"He said he was going to bring her to his new sheriff. He tried to drag her away, Spencer acted on impulse to save her and ended up killing him." Dante clarified.

Godric turned his attention back to Spencer, and tilted his head making him look him in the eyes. Spencers hands shook in Godric's. "Godric I- I- I k- killed him. I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Spencer squeezed his eyes shut as tears of blood began to slide down his already blood covered face.

"You did it to save Mrs. Stackhouse." Godric said, trying to slip out of his assertive nature to a more comforting roll.

"I kill him Godric." Spencer whimpered.

"He was already dead." Godric said, his voice slipping into a gentle tone.

Sookie crouched beside Godric, tears streaming down her face, "You saved me Spencer… thank you." She managed to say before she began sobbing uncontrollable and buried her face in Godric's shoulder. Spencer continues the whisper I'm sorry as his tears stopped coming, and he leaning into Godric's chest, seeking comfort and escape from the world for a while.

Godric let them both lean into him, draping an arm over each of them. He looked to Dante, "She is alright?" he nodded to Tara.

Dante nodded," Just a concussion. I'll wake her in a bit." he said, shifting to a more comfortable position with sleeping Tara. Godric nodded, and turned back to his own charges at the moment. Once they'd gained their bearings he'd call Eric and together they'd protect Spencer, hiding any evidence of Bill's death.

Around an hour later, Sookie fell asleep. Eric Had shown up sometime before that of his own accord saying he'd felt Sookie's extreme distress. Godric lifter her onto the couch as she slept, and guided shaken Spencer to a shower so he could clean himself up. Dante had woken Tara and was supervising as she stumbled about the kitchen preparing something to eat.

Now Godric stood side by side with Eric, the task of disposing of Bill before them. "You probably know of a place to hide this until we can burn it tomorrow. Take what you can and I'll clean the fine lines." Godric proposed.

"Sounds good." Eric said, they grabbed a garbage bag and set to work.

"Dante said that Bill said he was 'taking Sookie to his new sheriff' I didn't know he'd left your rule." Godric said.

"Nor did I." Eric responded. Their arm brushed as the pawed carnage into a garbage bag and Godric caught the strong sent of Lev from Eric. He turn sharply to his child, "What did she do to you?" he demanded.

Eric glanced at Godric for a second, then went to tie off the bag, "What are you talking about?" he said, knotting it.

"You reek of Lev Eric, what were you doing with her?" Godric asked, the ends of his words meant to slice. Though Eric had received the sharpness of Godric's words many times before, it never failed to slice straight through him.

"She was trying to convince me to help her get Spencer. But I shook her off." he said.

Godric stared at him worriedly for a moment, "I should take Spencer's clothes." he said. Godric nodded and zipped of to retrieve them. Coming back he dropped them into a second bag and dropped his own shirt into it as well.

"I'll take this one after we finish cleaning." Eric dropped the bloodied clothes bag on the floor, then flashed off this the remains of Bill.

"Here," Godric turned to find Tara holding a bucket and some rags, "I'll help."

"As nice as that is, Godric's got this, and you need to rest." Dante came up behind her and removed the bucket and rags from her hands.

"I can take care of myself." Tara snapped.

"Concussion means you don't get much sleep, save your energy." Dante said, strering her toward the stairs. He handed the bucket off to Godric as he passed him, "I'd help but, someone has to make sure spunky here doesn't fall asleep and die."

"Excuses, excuses." Godric rolled his eyes mockingly at Dante.

"You'll get it done faster with out me anyways." Dante grinned, then followed Tara up the stairs.

Godric sighed, placed to bucket down and proceeded to speed clean. Removing blood from every coneer and crack blood as seeped into. Spencer came in as he was doing this as did Eric. Godric threw the blood stained rags into the back and pour the disgusting water down the drain of the kitchen sink, then grabbed bleach.

Eric took it from his hand and Spencer grabbed a rag, "You go get cleaned up and we'll finish this up." Eric said, Spencer nodded.

"Alright." Godric said, then walked out into the living room where Sookie was waking.

"Godric?" she rubbed her eyes spotting him.

"Come on, you're covered in blood." he took her hand and guided her to stand, then to the stairs and the bathroom.

"We have to burn your clothes. I'll take them when you're in the shower." he told her, turning the water on for her.

"Alright." she said, he was about the leave when Sookie grabbed his wrist and whirled him around, shoving him against the door, effectively closing it and kissed him in a mindless feverish fashion. She didn't realize what she was doing until she was kissing him, and his was just as take aback but he soon found himself kissing her back just as fiercely, barely holding his fangs back.

Sookie wrapped her hands round his neck and ran one through his hair, which was a bit longer than he usually kept it these days. He slipped his arms around to the small over her back, pulling her a bit closer. Sookie eagerly pressed tight against him, dieing for him. Eventually though she had to break off, because she had to breath.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Sookie said, as she took in air to her shriveling lungs.

"You have no idea how long I didn't realized I wanted you to do that." Godric responded. His eyes followed her hand as she smudged at the side of his face.

"I got blood on your face." she said.

"Its fine. I'll get it. Um you should clean up we have to get rid of evidence as soon as possible." he said. Rubbing away the blood on his face with his wrist.

"Alright." She agreed, he turned successfully slipped out this time, and when he heard her enter the shower, silently slipped in retrieved her bloodied clothed and headed back down stairs. His slid the clothes into the bag as Eric and Spencer came in, dropping the rags they'd used in as well. The three of them speculated the area that had been cleaned, scanning in carefully for signs of anything and finding none they turned to one another.

"I'll burn all the stuff tonight and scatter the ashes in a lake somewhere." Eric said about to tie off the bag when Spencer spoke up.

"What about Godric's pants?" he nodded to the bloody jeans Godric wore.

Godric looked down, "I'll go to your house and clean up. Hold on a moment." he said. He was glad to get out of Eric's vision. Eric knew what had happened, and he was most likely seething with rage, rage Godric would rather not face. Coming into Spencer's house, he cleaned up quickly borrow some of Spencer's clothed and zipped back, depositing his jeans into the bag.

Eric to the bag silently and left, Godric tired not wince as he watched him go and turn his attention instead onto Spencer. Spencer was sitting on the couch looking emotionally drained, Godric sat beside him.

"You must have known somewhere at the back of your mind that, because of what you are now, some death was inevitable going to stain your hands." He said, his voice quiet and soft. Godric had never had a child this sensitive to death before, especially the death of a vampire.

Spencer shrugged, "I assumed that if I drank only true blood I'd never end up killing anyone." he said, not meeting Godric's gaze.

"That's not really how it works. Death is dealt by every vampire at some point. Intentional or not." Godric explained.

Spencer sighed, "I'm going to rest." he stood hand disappeared into the basement. Godric let him go then checked over the cleaned area one more time. He went into kitchen to check Eric and Spencer's sink job. It was bloodless and re-dirtied with dishes. Godric sighed, he still had several Werewolves who had not fled that he'd been forced to kill out side to bury. His night was far from over.

Eric carried the bag off ashes with him, "Pam, get the smoke smell out of here." he said, as he left. He moved at vampire speed to the nearest lake, 'borrowed' a boat as scatted the ash of what ever had remained from the Bill incident. He returned the boat to the shore, and as he turned to leave, he found himself in a lip lock with Lev once more. He quickly gained his senses and pulled away.

"Come now Eric. I won't betray you as your maker has. I won't replaced you either." she said, running a hand down his chest.

"Godric has not betrayed or replaced me." he snapped. He'd been trying not to feel betrayed bay Godric all night. After all he could feel it, Sookie kissed him.

"He knows your feelings yet he still reaches for her. With Spencer in the picture, he'll soon forget about you. Do you not see this Eric? Now if you help me, at least you won't have to compete for Godric's affections, whether you want them or not that is." he said.

"No. Now leave me. Better yet, I will leave." and in a blurred motion, Eric followed through. Disappearing into the night.

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