A few days had past since his talk with Gabriel and there talk with Miss Stackhouse and thankful they had not seen or heard anything for Mr Compton he had just disappeared, they were leaving tomorrow evening for New York.

He had informed Isabelle that he was going to stay with Gabriel for a few weeks and that she was to look after his area until he returned.

Right now he was sat on the sofa with a notebook in out hand and a pen in the other but they were easily forgotten, Gabriel words from a few days before were repeating over and over in his head.

Your death would not have solved the problem it would have only encouraged it further.

We are the choices we make and you made a bad choice that is all.

I am crying because it pains me to see you like this believing that the only way to make up for this is for you to die.

I understand the pain, remorse, guilt and the need for forgiveness and I am here when you need to talk my son.

Could Gabriel be right, could he help others and that be enough?

Maybe things were not so black and white as he had come to see them.

But did he want to continue living, did he really want this?

There were so many questions running through his head after his talk with Gabriel there seemed to be more questions then answers and he needed answers.

The regret for all the things he done was still there and all the emotions and feelings that came with it but he couldn't deny that with Gabriel here the pain lessened and under it all there was happiness something he hadn't felt in along time.

He was going to talk again with his maker, because he believed he may be the only person that could understand what he was going through right now but something his maker said was haunting him.

My maker was cruel everything about him evil, I was a toy made to do things that were, are unforgivable. kill, rape and slaughter people for sport and I was not a good or nice person then.

Maybe it was time they both opened up to each other because never had Gabriel spoke of his maker and if anyone ever asked Gabriel's eyes felled with so much hate and anger that you didn't wish to know anymore.

Maybe, just maybe if they both spoke openly without judging each other Godric would get answers and Gabriel could explain how he copes with his guilt and regret.

But does he have any faith in humanity left? And does he want to find out?

AN: Sorry its short didn't really know how to explain what Godric would be feeling or how he would think thing through but still I hope you liked it I will try update this more often for now on. Sorry if there are spelling mistakes and what not I will work on that. :)

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