I don't own anything I am just taking the characters for a walk.

A/N I have always thought that Allen Ball made a terrible mistake killing off Godric. This is what I think should have happened. Don't worry I am still writing my other story : ) I am going to try and follow the seasons as close as possible even with the changes I have made.

Chapter 6

I blinked in an attempt to break her sway over me. It isn't the right time to reveal what I knew: she isn't ready. Thankfully Jason chose that moment to join us, "Sis I finally found you. I see Godric already has, what happened anyways?"

Sookie removed her arms from my body and embraced her brother, "Jason I was worried about you as well after you just ran off like that."

"Yeah well me and Andy we saved Sam from the crazies so…"

"Well I am just glad that the God finally came," she looked at me, "and Marianne went back to where she belongs and now we can get back to our lives. It is going to take me forever to get Gran's place cleaned up Jason, almost everything is destroyed." Both their shoulders slumped and they looked around at the destruction. Neither sibling noticed but I saw Bill approaching as soon as he cleared the property line.

"Sookie I asked you to remain in my home, what are you doing here it isn't safe." Bill's tone was harsh and raised my hackles to the point that I growled at him as he rushed to her side forcing her away from her sibling. "I should have known that you would be here. Did I not make my self clear she is mine?" Bill hissed at me and began to drag Sookie off her porch and away from the destroyed house.

"Bill stop your hurting me, and besides it's okay Marianne is gone: her god came." Her words only seemed to only make him more agitated and he did not release her arm.

"Impossible there is no such thing! Surely you don't believe this?" His voice was laden with superiority and disbelief.

"Well I guess I just assumed and all because she is gone and everyone is back to normal." She waved her free arm to indicate her home and yard. Dr. Ludwig had since left and all that remained were a few stragglers too dazed to realize that the party was over.

"You should have waited for me like I asked you to. I only left to find out how to defeat her and I have a plan if she does return, as I am sure she will. Come lets go back to my place it is not safe for you to remain here." Bill started to drag her away towards the cemetery again.

"You are stronger than you think, fight, and keep your powers a secret it is beyond his understanding. I am here for you when you are ready." I thought to Sookie as she allowed Bill to turn her and walk her away from her brother and I.

"I don't know what she see's in him," Jason muttered.

"My sentiments exactly," I said under my breath.

I nodded in his direction and made my way over to Bill's and my bike. As I approached the house I could hear their argument clearly. And as I straddled the bike slower than necessary Jessica appeared in front of me, "I was wondering when you were gonna come back. I wanted to thank you for earlier. For explaining to Hoyt an all."

"Do they argue like this often?" I nodded towards the house while speaking quietly enough to not be heard over the Bike's engine noise.

"Usually it's something to do with me, but with all the excitement they hardly even notice I'm here." I could still hear the argument and it sounded like Bill was still verbally abusing her regarding her actions and her insistence that the maenad was gone.

If only she hadn't been forced to take his blood. I needed to give her one more piece of advice then I really must get back to Eric, "he can't push emotions at you while your awake during the day, little one." I thought to Sookie and nodded to the baby Vamp before taking off down the driveway.

I push the ninja even more than I had earlier and soon I was parking in Eric's garage, which was quite noticeably missing a Corvette. I warmed a bottle of blood in the microwave as I had seen Eric do the night before and sat at the island again to drink it. The energy I expended tonight to bring the maenad home was something I hadn't done in centuries. Thrilling as it may have been to feel useful once more. I had thought such creatures extinct centuries ago.

The house was silent and after pulling out my phone and noticing the numerous missed calls I opened the bond and found that Eric was miles away and quite agitated.

I put another bottle of blood into the microwave and texted him. 'u r low on RB have 2 visit bar' he immediately responded 'NO till dusk c u bar'

I pondered why he traveled to New Orleans this night for a moment: perhaps to speak to his Queen. Being so close to sunrise I took what was left of my bottle of royalty bended to my room. I needed to bathe in the worst way, travel between realms takes a lot of you, and so I filled the tub and settled into the deep hot water.

The tub was so large that even my five feet eleven inch frame didn't reach both sides and so I allowed my head to submerge. Eyes closed under the hot water I felt my sore muscles begin to unknot themselves slowly. I lay still under the water and cleared my mind of all the worries. Getting Sookie away from Bill was proving to be difficult. I could tell the sun had risen and I needed to drain the tub or I would wake hours later still submerged in much cooler water. At human speed I sat and drained the tub, then stood and dried my body with a towel.

I lay in the middle of the large bed and briefly thought it to large for just myself before the sun took me under.

My eyes opened and I wondered what this night might bring. Eric would return from New Orleans. What of Sookie? I am not sure if I can watch her with Compton for much longer. I hope that my advice got through to her and she will ask for my help soon. I showered and dressed in jeans and boots again though this night I wore a black leather jacket. Tonight I would take the black Yamaha. Speeding towards Fangtasia I opened the bond between my childe and I and felt him getting closer and he was feeling determined. I parked next to my childe car, which had been here all day.

I knocked on the back door not having a key and was greeted by Pamela. "Godric, we were expecting you last night. Eric had to go and see the Queen, he should arrive soon." She led me into Eric's office; I could hear only a few employees milling about. "How are you this night Pamela?"

"I am looking forward to spending the evening with you and my maker showing you our bar. I know it is terribly gauche however it is exceedingly profitable."

"Yes that is what Eric professes as well," I smiled at her.

"I have opening tasks to perform you may remain here if you wish." She used human speed to leave the office leaving me alone to explore Eric's office. He has few personal items and the room reeks of bodily fluids. I found a closet with extra clothes and a few books along with a safe, I am sure that there are other more artfully concealed spaces but I do not wish to invade his privacy. I extracted his copy of 'The Art of War' and settled on to the couch and started at the beginning.

I was most of the way through the book when Eric bust into the room. "Master you are here, I was concerned when you did not visit last night as promised and you were unreachable on your mobile." Eric walked around the desk and lowered himself into his chair.

"Yes my childe I must apologize for my absence last night I did not mean to cause you distress. What was the purpose of your journey to New Orleans?"

Eric stiffened in his chair; "I had a visit just after closing last night the shifter who owns the bar where Sookie works came to me asking for help with a supernatural occurrence in Bon Temps." He seemed to be trying to make light of the situation. "I tried calling you to see if you might know the source of the denizens of Bon Temps black eyes and strange behaviour but when you didn't answer I went to Sophie Anne; she is known for her interest in all things strange and unknown. She told me that it is most likely a maenad and I also ran into Bill as he was leaving."

"Bill went to the Queen?"

"Yes and he somehow knows about the project the Queen has been forcing upon me. Not only that but Sophie Anne warned me not to drink from Sookie she claimed that if I did I would fall in love with her." Of all the red herrings to give my Childe that foolish child of a Queen could use. The bar had opened while I waited for Eric the loud pulsing music was distracting at best.

"Eric the Queen's project aside you have nothing to worry about. The reason I was unavailable last night is that I was in Bon Temps dealing with said maenad. She is no longer. Compton on the other hand he is going to be a problem. Come let us go out into the bar I have yet to see it while open."

I rose and Eric followed suit and we made our way out into the bar. It was done in black and grey with accents of red. Eric led me to a conspicuously empty booth and we sat opposite one another, a waitress approached us immediately eying Eric seductively. The sycophant took our orders and left seemingly unaware of the disgust we felt towards her.

I took in the bar, hundreds of foul smelling humans, and a number of vampires of various ages, none coming close to our ages of course. Some humans were dressed in Goth with far too much makeup and some looked for all the world to be tourists with their shorts and t-shirts and the ever-present camera bouncing on their belly. One such human approached out table slowly and asked to take out picture. Eric acquiesced and posed for the photo. As soon as the photo was taken he grabbed the camera and crushed it in his hand. "I never said you could keep it though" was his retort before the human scuttled back to his table where he gathered his party and they left the bar.

I think meeting Sookie has made even the most tolerable humans intolerable. Although it has been a long time that I even noticed much of what goes on around me especially the humans. As well I was anxious to get out to Bon Temps and see Sookie again.

The waitress returned with our bottles of Royalty Blended and this time she eyed me with interest that I did not return. "How do you stand it Eric?" I asked him.

"It gives my area vampires a place to gather as well as the local fangbangers a place to well… it serves its purpose as well as provides a tidy profit. In fact in lieu of a monetary tithe I ask for time spent in my bar. A vampire bar with no vampires isn't very profitable." We sat and drank our blood and watched the crowd for some time until Eric moved to sit in his throne. Pamela joined me for a time but needed to attend to her duties.

I watched as he sat and rebuffed the advances of countless humans some violently. Other vampires quickly snapped those up as they usually had some sort of wound. I sat alone lost in my thoughts of Sookie. I wondered if she was with Compton or if she was working for the shifter. She could be cleaning the mess that was left by the maenad. I would need to repair her porch. I was remembering the way her warm arms felt wrapped around my body when I noticed that a fangbanger had gotten far to close to me for their own good.

"What makes you think that you may touch me?" I asked her with contempt in my voice and while low every vampire looked my way. She began to stutter and shake under my gaze her fear palpable and revolting. Eric zipped over and removed the offending girl and sat down again across from me.

We sat in silence for a long while the area vampires seemingly no longer paying attention to our table. "I know this is not," Eric started to say. "Nonsense Eric it is fine," I assured him. Hours passed until finally the bar was winding down for the evening. Eric and Pam had closing duties and so I bid them goodnight and left through the back door.

Straddling the Yamaha behind my Childe's bar I wavered in my plans. Resolute I took off towards Bon Temps for the second night in a row. I pushed the bike and found it to be faster than the Ninja. I followed the same path as the night before, Merlottes was closed but this time I drove down Sookie's rutted driveway and parked behind the house away from the now oppressive smelling statue on the front lawn. I knocked on the back door and listened for life inside.