To answer your questions about Sigrid's scent, and recognising their own kind : Yes that is so, but ! Remember Sigrid had been banished from the Fae Kingdom, and you don't know why yet. She didn't just get banished, she also had a few powers taken away from her. All will be explained in time, trust me !

And about Godric, he will find love. I promise ! Just give me time, I need to introduce the character, which will take a bit of time.

Hope you enjoy :)

When I woke up, it was still light outside, so I knew Eric would still be asleep. I crept into his room to get the clothes he had got me, and tip-toed past him into the bathroom. I got in the shower, and soaked in the warmth of the water, forgetting everything that had happened in the last few days. Suddenly, Eric was behind me, holding me against his naked body. His hands were running down my arms, up my legs and...

EW ! That was disgusting ! Fucking vampire blood. I shivered, really freaked out and disgusted by my own imagination. I quickly got out the shower and put on the dress Eric bought for me. Though he must have bought it for himself rather than for me - it was black, and really short, corseted round the waist, and had short poofy sleeves. ' Pervert ' I mumbled to myself as I brushed my hair. My fringe was too long, it fell into my eyes, and my bright red hair dye needed doing again. But nevermind.

When I came out the bathroom, Eric was still asleep. I noticed my black jeans and, after a quick inspection noticing they were fine, I put them on under the dress. At least I didn't look like a slut anymore. I left the suite, and got into the elevator. I nearly died as the doors opened, revealing Sookie who suddenly exclaimed ' Sigrid ! ' I smiled as I got in.

' Are you ok ? What happened ? ' She asked. Was it me or did she say that every time we met ?

' Eric took me away, and he saved me. ' I said flatly.

' You mean he forced you to drink his blood ? '

' No ! Godric told me to, and I trust him with my life. ' She rolled her eyes. Gee, no pleasing her. The doors opened and we stepped out.

' I'm going for breakfast, wanna join me ? ' she asked, suddenly seeming happier.

At the mention of food, my stomach grumbled. Shit, I hadn't eaten in like... Forty-eight hours ! Sookie smiled as she noticed, and lead me to the restaurant where we found Isabel talking to a human man.

' Sigrid, I'm sorry about last night. I had to run off, your blood smells exceptionally good. I hope you are alright now. ' she said, smiling to Sookie as she went past.

' I understand. I'm fine now, no point in dwelling over it ! ' I said, smiling.

I joined Sookie at her table, and ordered. ' So, since when have you known Godric ? ' she asked.

' For... A long time. Since I was only a little girl. ' She had to ask a tricky one !

' He seems really nice, nothing like Eric ' she said his name with disgust. I smiled. I wasn't the only one his " charms " affected.

Our meals arrived, and my god, it felt so good to eat ! I promised myself never to go that long without eating again. Never ever ever ! I watched her eat, her blond hair tied back. Something was different about her.

' How long have you been a telepath ? ' I asked her.

' Since I can remember. I only ever tell my family and close friends, people think I'm a freak, they always have. ' She said, looking sad at the end.

' Do you have any other powers ? ' She was more than just a telepath. What was she ?

' Not that I know of. Isn't that enough ? ' She said, laughing. I smiled. Maybe it was just me.

I regretted being banished from the Fae Kingdom, if they hadn't taken away some of my powers, I might just be able to guess what she was.

We finished off, and Sookie headed back to her room to find Bill. I was looking around, feeling rather lost, when Eric appeared.

' Pity you put those jeans on. ' he said, eyeing me up. I didn't bother answering, I just grimaced at him. ' Have you seen Godric ? ' he asked, his voice changing.

' No, I thought he was in his room. '

' I've just checked, he isn't there. ' We stared at each other, both of us looking worried.

' You mean I've just found him, after 30 years without seeing him, and he's DISAPPEARED ? ' I was nearly shouting at him.

' There's a bigger picture than that, fairy. He might have been kidnapped. '

' One, don't call me that, no one can know. And second... By whom ? And... How ? ' I was scared. Not Godric ! Anyone but him... I mean, they could have taken Eric instead !

' I'm betting on the Fellowship Of The Sun. And how, I don't know. That is precisely why I'm concerned. If they can take a 2000 year old vampire, then none of us are safe. '

He was right. How the hell had they managed that ? If it was them that is. I asked Eric what room Godric was staying in, and I went up there.

It was the same as Eric and mine's. White and cream, everywhere. I walked into his bedroom, and the bed was made. There was no sign of disturbance at all, as if Godric had got up, and left on his own accord. Maybe this wasn't where he had been kidnapped. Maybe he hadn't been kidnapped at all. I was about to leave when I noticed a note, folded up and left on his bedside table. I picked it up, and started reading. It was written in ancient Greek, a language he had taught me so we could communicate without anyone understanding us.

My dear Sigrid,

I beg of you to forgive me. After last night's failed discussion about the Fellowship Of The Sun, I figured the only way for me to end this would be to give myself to them. Please don't be afraid, remember how old I am. I will try and teach them that violence is not the answer. It seems to me that this is the only way to solve everything.

Please don't be angry, and do not worry about me.

Remember, I love you.

Godric.

PS : please look after Eric. He will not react kindly to this letter. I'm asking you, as your closest friend, to make sure he does not do anything rash.

SHIT !

I couldn't think. Couldn't react. Tears fell from my eyes without me even noticing. I sat down on his bed, still holding the letter.

Eric came in and grabbed the letter, having noticed my tears. He read it quickly, and cried out in anger. Oh, so I wasn't the only one Godric had taught ancient Greek to. But... That didn't matter. Eric was fuming, pacing up and down with daggers in his eyes. He was mumbling to himself, but I couldn't understand what he was saying.

I was still crying, but I got up and took hold of Eric's arm. He stopped and looked at me. He also had tears in his eyes.

The almighty Eric was crying.