Hey! Sorry that it has taken me this long to update! I guess sometimes real life takes over and to be honest after watching True Blood this year I was a little uninspired. I will definitely try my best to update frequently but it seems that this story is going to be a chapter every couple of months due to the sheer amount of work I have to do elsewhere. I hope you enjoy and keep writing reviews, you guys are so inspirational and kind!

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Chapter 5

Waking up in the arms of a man…vampire who wasn't Bill Compton was definitely an experience, Sookie decided. Bill, Sookie reflected, was not a cuddler. When he went to rest, he liked to be in his side of the bed while Sookie was on her side. She had never thought it strange and had often brushed it off as the traditional 19th century man in Bill that showed itself and that generally all vampires didn't like to be touched when they were dead for the day, because they were in a weak position, vulnerable to attack.

Apparently Sookie had been wrong. When she had awoken for the day and wiped at the sleep in her eyes she forgot herself at the cool arm that was wrapped around her waist and the strong body that was cupping itself around her own and pressed back into the embrace. As her mind began to wake up as her body had she realised that the man behind her wasn't Bill at all. It was Godric.

Godric had melded his body to form around hers while Bill would be rigid and unyielding. It said a lot about both men really. In the short time Sookie had known Godric, he had been more kind and compassionate than almost anybody she had met in her life. Bill on the other hand had been stiff, aloof almost. He had been unyielding in their relationship, selfish even, taking what he wanted with little or no regard for Sookies wellbeing and he justified himself by saying that he was doing all these things for her because he loved her.

Sookie realised in that moment that to love someone is to sacrifice yourself for them rather than expecting them to do so. What Bill had done to her had not been an act of love but of self gain. Perhaps because Bill had never really ever loved someone before he mistook the deep carnal lust and feelings of guilt, fondness and confliction about his actions for love but it was now painstakingly obvious to Sookie that Bill had never truly loved her. Lusted after her maybe, cared? Perhaps. But not love.

The realisation didn't sting as much as she thought it would but perhaps that was due to the cold body that had wrapped itself around her as much as it was due to the fact that she was aware that she didn't feel as much for Bill as she had thought.

Looking at her surroundings, Sookie realized that Godric had brought her down into the cellar with him. She smiled at the thought and risked a glance back at the resting vampire. Godric looked more at peace in sleep than he had in the time she had ever known him. He seemed almost content, not innocent but calm and at ease. She liked the look of peace on his features.

Detangling herself from his body Sookie couldn't help but ache to climb back under the covers and fall back into his easy embrace. Silently she walked around to his side of the bed and let her fingers dance across his features. Her heart nearly exploded from her chest when unconsciously Godrics arm snapped out like leashed lightening and grabbed her own in a firm grip. Sookie waited with baited breath as the seemingly dead Godric raised her wrist to his mouth but rather than biting her he took a delicate sniff before releasing her and returning once more to the slumber of the dead.

He sniffed her. He was dead a second ago and then he sniffed her. What the fuck?

Throughout the morning as Sookie drove into town towards Merlottes to confront Sam, Laff and Arlene Sookie had those thoughts running through her mind. She wondered what it all meant. Obviously him grabbing her had been because his body recognised the threat of someone touching it without Godrics express permission but why did he let her go. Was her scent one that even when unconscious Godric realized would never bring harm to him. What did that mean? Godric trusts her?

For some reason it felt like it meant so much more than that. She would ask Godric later if it was still bothering her. For now she was going to focus on the glowering sam and Arlene and try to fix the messes that were her friendships.

After spending the day basically begging for her friends to understand that she couldn't tell them were she had been for the last year but that she was now safe, (for the most part anyways), and home for good Sookie was more than ready to go home and put her feet up for the rest of the evening. Letting herself into the house she moved towards the fridge and put the 8 pack of True Blood that she picked up at a convenience store on the way home in the fridge.

She had not been expecting Godric and Bill to be sitting in her living room as if Godric had not been willing to tear Bills' head from his shoulders last night. Walking into the sitting room Sookie tentatively broached the subject. "Umm guys? What is going on here. I thought I told you I didn't want to see you for a while Bill? Why are you here? Godric?"

Both vampires heads snapped towards her and Sookie frowned when she say the faint frown of worry on Godrics face.

"Sookie, I apologise for intruding on you like this however, this is strictly vampire business and therefore nothing for you to worry about." Bill explained with a condescending smile.

"Mr Compton, I believe that Sookie has as much right to be here as you or I. You have involved her in more than enough 'vampire politics' for her to be witness to this conversation and this effects her to. Sookie my dearest, take a seat." Godric countered with a smile so genuine and kind that Sookie couldn't help but return it with one of her own.

Bill growled at the interaction but wisely acquiesced.

Godric continued, "It has been brought to Mr Comptons' attention that there is a coven in Shreveport that need to be dealt with swiftly and efficiently. These witches are dabbling in the art of necromancy which is a dangerous act in itself but also could be very dangerous for vampires due to the fact that we are dead. All this means that-"

"They can control you and force you to do their budding." Sookie finished for Godric in a whisper, looking between the two vampires she soon continued. "what are you going to do?"

Bill, not liking the way this conversation was going, especially that Sookie seemed to look to Godric for guidance decided to answer her question. "the Authority has told me that I am not to shed human blood in my endeavour to halt this coven so I think it would be best if a vampire of authority were to go and persuade them to stop what they are doing."

Godric snorted. "You are sending them on a fools errand and you know that. If this witch is as powerful as she seems then you are sending this vampire to their death and probably your own."

Bill raised an eyebrow. "How so? Since you seem to know so much, enlighten me as to how this is such a disastrous idea?"

" I have lived for over 2000 years youngling and don't be so soon to forget it", Godric snapped as his fangs uncased themselves. "I have seen atrocities that no one should be made witness to or endure. I was alive when the Romans burned the Christians for their faith, I bore witness to the persecution of the Jews for their part in the death of a human man that people claimed to be a saviour. I lived through war and disease, the crusades, the colonisation of the world, the inquistition, the rebellions, the mass persecution of people, mass genocide, numerous wars and have watched these humans create greater and more violent means to kill each other. I have seen humanities cruelties firsthand before you were ever born a breather, never mind a vampire. Don't underestimate my knowledge. My age doesn't just mean I am literally 10 times stronger than you, it gives me a patience and rationality that it is likely you will never possess you greedy, power hungry little pest. I have known great leaders and you would do well to remember that. I may not want your crown for myself but if you wish to bring about the destruction of other vampires other than yourself I will have no problem in squashing you like the parasite you are."

If possible, Bill's pallor paled even further and thought there was anger and rebellion in his eyes it seemed that Bill new when to pick his battles. And realised that you didn't pick a battle with someone ten times your age if you wished to come out unscathed. If Bill had rebellion in his eyes, Godric had death in his. " I understand your anger Godric but I fail to see how this could be a problem, surely a powerful vampire will frighten them into submission and they will disband easily. And if they refuse then they can be glamoured into forgetting the magic and their ridiculous dabbling in necromancy."

"You are deaf to any voice and reasoning that isn't your own. If your plan doesn't work you realise that you would be handing this witches a very dangerous weapon, or worse a sacrifice. Are you willing to allow a subject to die because of your ineptitude?"

Bill seemed to contemplate this. "I realise that you have raised some potential flaws with this plan. I shall retire from your company for tonight to think over this situation further before it escalates. Good night Godric, Sookie." Bill nodded at Godric and looked at Sookie longingly before she sniffed and turned her head breaking eye contact. The southern lady in her trying vehemently to lead him to the door as custom and manners demanded. But fuck manners, and fuck Bill Compton.

Godric stared at the shut door and shook his head. " He is to young to be a king, what was the authority thinking when they appointed him as a monarch? There is something more at play here, I know it. His overconfidence will be his and everyone else's downfall."

Sookie frowned and moved to sit beside Godric and grasped his hands within hers forcing him to look at her. "Is it really that bad Godric?"

"Not at the minute my dear at least. We should be thankful for small mercies."

"I don't like this, the politics left you suicidal last time Godric. You did commit suicide. Bill shouldn't be coming here and laying his problems at your feet. He is the king, not you. I don't want you to be like that again Godric, the world made you so weary before and you've only just come back to the world, to me. I'm nto willing to loose you again that easily."

Godric stared at her for a long time, as if he was trying to pull the secrets out of her eyes before he smiled and leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to Sookies lips. Pulling back before she could really register the kiss or reciprocate it Godric stared at her, a look of shock in his eyes that told her he hadn't meant to kiss her. "Miss Stackhouse, I apologise, that was extremely forward of me. I shouldn't have kissed you without your express permission, forgive me."

Sookie raised her hand to her lips, before moving her fingers to his lips to stop his rambling apologies. Giggling slightly at the sight of a cross-eyed Godric staring at the finger over his lips Sookie removed her hand. "Godric?"

"Yes Sookie?"

"Did you want to kiss me?"

"Yes but I realise that it was very forr-"

"Godric, did you want to kiss me?"

"Yes."

"I'm glad you did."

Sookie then moved forward to kiss Godric. She would later admit she expected him to meet her half way, to ravish her mouth in a way that only a vampire with 2000 years of experience could.

She hadn't expected him to collapse.

Grabbing his shoulders to hoist him up before he hit the floor Sookie realised that; one, Godric was heavy and two, what was she supposed to do with a fainting vampire?

After putting him in a sitting position Sookie ran towards the kitchen and shoved a bottle of True Blood into the microwave before running back into the sitting room and trying to rouse Godric.

Thankfully after another minute or so Godric's eyes snapped open and he moved to stand. "I need to leave Sookie, I'm needed."

"Are you okay? What just happened? Needed? Needed where? What's going on Godric?"

"I don't have time to answer all your questions right now my dear. I promise I will attempt to answer them to the best of my ability after I find my protégé, something has happened."

And with that Godric was gone.

An hour had passed and Sookie was still sitting where Godric had left her wondering exactly what the hell was happening right now?

It was apparent Eric was in trouble but what was wrong was still as much a question as it had been for the last hour.

Hearing a loud bang at the front of the house Sookie turned and looked at the scene in front of her with confusion. Godric was back and he had brought Eric with him.

An Eric whom looked frightened and childlike and was taking in his surroundings in the way that suggested Sookies house was a place he had never been before, with an ignorance of a newcomer.

What the fuck?

Sookie then turned her attention back onto Godric who was standing deathly still and whom Sookie had never seen look more threatening in the time she had known him. "Godric sweetie? What happened? What's wrong with Eric?"

Godric seemed to calm at the sound of Sookies voice but answered with thinly veiled rage. "Bill Compton happened. And be sure to know, when I see him neither he nor the fucking Authority will live to survive my anger unless I get the answers I want."