I do NOT own any of the True Blood characters, only my own.

This is where I lose all of you as any kind of fan, since I am well aware that I blew this chapter badly with my lack of knowledge of the show. I tried my best and I hope you still kind of enjoy it. It's still fun.

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Genevieve saw that the front room was only lit dimly by one lamp, and could see dim light flickering in the bathroom. She realized that he was here and that she probably didn't really need to deal with it, and turned to go back into her room. "Awake, Genevieve?" The smooth voice came from the bathroom, echoing in the large room. "I can hear you, despite your effort to be quiet."

She took a deep breath and smelled the faint scent of vanilla. Candles. She stayed where she was, and spoke normally. "I just wanted to make sure it was you that was here. I noticed my television had been shut off. I am going to go back to sleep again."

"Come in here for a moment." His voice held a commanding tone, and she shook her head. Now would be the time to end it and just finish what she had come here for, like she had said. She walked slowly across the room and pushed the door open slowly, her breath stopping as she saw him relaxing in the bathtub in soft candlelight.

"Damn it." Genevieve muttered to herself, and stood in the doorway.

Eric gave her a look, and waved a hand for her to sit down. She sat down on the floor against the wall, away from him as she looked at his face. It was more stunning in the light, and took on a glow. "Did I wake you? You looked so peaceful when I returned." His eyes took her in, and she shook her head.

"Not specifically, I don't think. I just sort of woke up." Genevieve said, and sighed. "I didn't know that you needed baths."

"I don't. Not as you do. But I find it relaxing sometimes. It was a long night." His voice had an edge to it, and she looked at the beige tiles of the bathroom floor.

"You can say that again." Genevieve murmured, playing with her hair for a moment. "It will be concluded soon and you'll have Godric. It will all be fine."

"But you will be gone. For good this time?" Eric asked her, and she looked at him. He was looking at her curiously, his face relaxed. "I heard everything. I was surprised at your quick denial with Isabel."

"I would not call what happened earlier being mates. I said I would be with you and you turned me down." Genevieve reminded him, and he raised an eyebrow.

"I think you would have regretted such a hasty session, Genevieve. As tempting as your body was pressed against the wall like that, I had to say no. We could always make up for that now." His voice cut through her, and she glared at him. "Join me in here. It's nice and hot."

"You really are arrogant." Genevieve threw out, knowing that she would love to crawl into his arms in that water. "Aren't we discussing not seeing each other again?"

"I'm not." Eric disagreed, and she leaned her head in her hands. "I wanted to discuss my concerns about tomorrow. I think we got a little emotional about it earlier."

"You were being controlling and bossy." Genevieve said, feeling her anger rise. "I want to help you, and I want to be there for Sookie. I don't see anything wrong with that."

"I am already close to losing my maker, Genevieve. I am not willing to see your demise as well." Eric told her, holding out his hand. "Come closer, lover."

"What is the point?" Genevieve asked, peeking up at him. She felt a sting in her eyes, and remained where she was. "I am done when this is over. I don't want what this is becoming."

"You don't want the feelings that our embraces give you? You were ready to make love to me for the first time in your life just earlier today. I could feel it as well as hear your words." Eric said, and she sucked in her breath. "I can sense it now in you. I can smell it and hear your heart beating faster."

"Bastard." Genevieve said, hastily standing up. "Stop messing with me."

"How am I? I am trying to get you closer to me so I can touch you." Eric said, and she hated his velvet voice at that moment. "Please, Genevieve. I need you now." She felt tears slide down her face, and she stared at him. "Don't cry, lover."

"I am not your lover." Genevieve told him, and he chuckled.

"You want to be." Eric told her, and his eyes invited her to him. She wiped her eyes and walked forward, not looking into the water. She didn't want to see. "Sit by me." She did, and he stroked her hair gently. "Why are you crying?"

"I am frustrated."

"Why have you never made love before?" Eric pushed, and she shrugged.

"I lived in such a big city my whole life. In theory, you would think I would meet a lot of people but I didn't. To quote you, I didn't want it at a club somewhere either. I wanted it to be something good, something decent. Now I realize how complicated it really is."

"It does not have to be." Eric assured her, and she laughed without humor.

"Really? Let's just go do it now and I am sure everything will be fine then." Genevieve shook her head. "I am sure that you're fantastic and you'll feel great. What about after that?"

"I would only like to hold you tonight. I don't want to be alone. Nothing has to happen." Eric said, and she stared at him in surprise.

"Have you ever said that to a woman in your life?"

"They are normally the ones that ask things of me. I oblige them, and get what I need from it." Eric explained to her, holding her head as she tried to pull away. "Stop walking away. I do not want anything that you won't give." She relaxed slowly, and he smiled. "Good girl. Sit with me and then lie in my arms tonight. I need the memory should anything happen."

They sat quietly for several moments, as Genevieve let him stroke her hair. She would miss him terribly when this was over, and she closed her eyes. She went out when he dried off, and then he came out in a towel. "You really are beautiful." Genevieve told him, and he looked at her with soft eyes.

"So are you." He pulled something on, and brought a candle to the bedside, He slid under the covers and Genevieve looked at him reluctantly. She slid under them as well, and he pulled her over his chest. She rested on him, sliding her arms down his side as she felt his smooth skin. She closed her eyes, and let the hands stroking her hair and skin soothe her. Perhaps she needed the memory as well. Genevieve fell asleep in slow waves, and she reached up slowly to stroke his face in her daze. She opened her mouth to murmur something, and closed it again. "Sleep, lover."

Genevieve woke up curled up next to him, and she sucked in her breath. Her clothes were on, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She stared at him for a long moment, feeling a deep sadness at the fact this would end soon. He had changed the world that she had always known, and she felt tears in her eyes again. She sat up slowly, glancing at the clock. She needed to get ready for her day, and she was suddenly nervous. Genevieve leaned down to kiss his cheek softly, and he moved slightly. He reached out to touch her, and she shook her head. "You're something, Eric Northman." She took a shower and transformed herself slightly to Hayley, who was the stepsister of Karen. She gave herself a rebellious appearance, hoping it would help make them believe that she was being dragged their by the sweet and sincere Karen. Genevieve finished up with some liquid black eyeliner and appraised herself in the mirror. She pulled on her ripped capris and a random band tee shirt with some converse shoes. She chuckled a little as she looked at herself, and headed to Sookie's room after staring at Eric for another moment. She whispered something softly as she left, and looked down at the floor for a moment. Sookie was dressed in a pink flowered dress and looked so innocent and sweet as she opened the door, and Hugo was in a casual suit down in the lobby. They didn't talk as they drove to the Fellowship, saving their energy for their task at hand. When they pulled in, they saw a couple waving and smiling far too much. He was dressed in a blinding white suit, and she looked like a step ford wife in her powder blue power suit with the standard white blouse.

Sookie approached them with a wide smile and Genevieve took on the bored expression as her eyes surveyed the place. Hugo and Sookie discussed their upcoming wedding as they all walked through, and Genevieve met the couple's curious eyes with a few bored glances of her own. Sookie explained how Hayley was just coming to live with them after a bad spell on the East Coast, and she really wanted something positive for her. It was in the office that the three realized they were pinned down, once the mention of a lockdown came up. They tried to get out fast with the excuse that they needed some things, and that was when Genevieve knew they were in trouble. A large balding man stepped up to them when they were planning to leave, and Sookie gave Genevieve a look that scared her. Steve took them through a door into what looked like a basement, and Genevieve heard him saying something about his father as he did. Sookie claimed claustrophobia immediately, but Genevieve found herself shoved into her friend. They were all pushed into a storage area and locked in, and Genevieve took a hard fall onto the concrete floor. She sat up dazed and came up yelling at them to let them out, and looked at Sookie in a panic. They were called names like traitors and vampire lovers, and then left alone. Genevieve looked around and thought of something. "Godric, are you here?" She spoke in a voice loud enough to be heard there but not upstairs, since she did not want to draw more attention. Hugo began to panic, and Sookie looked closely at him. "You did this. You're part of them."

Hugo held up his hands as Genevieve came towards him in the small space, and she hit at him uselessly. "Will Bill know?"

"He should, but it is daylight." Sookie said in a panicked voice, and she looked around desperately. "You didn't bond with Eric?"

"No, though I wish I hadn't been so stubborn now." Genevieve replied, wondering if his fear would come true. She closed her eyes and pictured his face in her mind, and longed to see him so badly right then. They all gave up and sat down eventually, calmed by the fact they had not seen anyone and might not be hurt. Genevieve looked up when she heard a door what seemed like hours later, weak with hunger. She had never eaten anything this morning. The bald man came down and eyed them with a twisted smile. He came in and his eyes rested on Hugo, and he punched him in the face. Sookie and Genevieve tried to escape quickly, but he shoved them hard into a corner. Hugo was beaten further, and Genevieve struggled to get up. Sookie was knocked out, and she looked at her friend closely. Genevieve glanced up to see the man approaching her and she pushed herself backwards.

"Come here, pretty girl." He yanked on her legs and pulled her to him, and she kicked as she tried to get away. Genevieve felt herself sliding across the floor, and she cried out as he unbuttoned her pants.

"No, no! Help me." Genevieve begged, and suddenly the man was on the ground after she heard a sickening crack. She stared up at a small vampire, who gazed at her with soft grayish blue eyes. He looked so young, only about sixteen and she was surprised by his strength as he offered her assistance getting up. "Are you Godric?"

"I am." He had a sense of peace around him, and she tilted her head.

"You're Eric's maker?"

"You know my child. Are you alright?" Godric asked her, his voice concerned.

"Bruised up," Genevieve replied, sitting with Sookie as she came to. "If you can get into this spot, why have you not escaped?"

"No need. They have been fair to me." Godric looked at the women, and clasped his hands together. "I offered myself to them, knowing that they would hurt another of my kind of I did not. I am ready to see the end."

"But why? So many want you free, and we came to find you for that reason."

"Foolish bravery. You could have, and still may get hurt. No need for it all." Godric said, shaking his head. He looked up the stairs, and smiled. "Down here, my child." Eric and Bill came down in a blur, and Bill took Sookie into his arms. Eric glanced at Genevieve with piercing eyes, and then focused on Godric as he turned to him.

"Is this your doing? These humans risking life for me?" Godric asked him, and Eric bowed his head. "Eric, I chose this."

An alarm sounded, and everybody looked around. Godric ordered them to get out of the building safely and with an added strict order not to harm anyone in the building. Eric took Genevieve's hand and Bill led Sookie up the stairs quickly as they used their added senses. They hid behind a wall for a moment, and Eric looked at Genevieve's bruised face with a critical gaze. "I didn't want you harmed."

"I am fine. Let's do this." Genevieve urged him, and he looked at the door in front of them. He strolled towards the group of excited young men as the others hid, appearing very human as he did. He had one handing him a stake to protect against the vampires that were loose as the announcement kept saying, when suddenly Genevieve called out to him. He turned as another approached him with a stake, and belted the man across the room with small movement of his hand. Genevieve shuddered lightly, and then Eric was pulling her through the main church quickly. They looked around for an exit, when Steve stepped out. Genevieve watched in stunned silence as Eric stepped forward to him upon the mention of Godric, letting her hand go. She heard nothing as he was wrapped in silver chains, and she heard his skin sizzling. "Eric, no!" Genevieve screamed, feeling her feet give way as she tried to run to him. Somebody held her in place, and she felt the tears sliding down her face. He gazed at her with regret and sadness, and she fought against her captor. Sookie was dragged in alone, and Genevieve searched for Bill desperately. Sookie shared a look with her that implied to say nothing, and then Genevieve heard Steve talk about a vampire BBQ in a thrilled voice. She turned to stare at him, and gave Eric a smirk. "Godric was perfectly willing, but who needs him? We have a perfectly good vampire here."

"I offer myself in his place and the girls." Eric said weakly, wincing in pain.

"Eric, no!" Genevieve screamed, struggling again. "Don't leave me!"

She met his eyes and searched them desperately for something that would tell her would stay with her. Genevieve felt her heart drop as he she imagined his burning in the sun, and it hit her. She loved Eric Northman with all that she had. They had battled, they were both stubborn, and she hated him at times. But she loved him and could not lose him. She pushed back a sob and began to slip to the ground, but her captor held her up. Eric turned away and she fought again against the arms that held her weakly. Sookie watched her with sadness on her face for a moment, and Genevieve looked back at her. "These girls can burst into flames attached to you, for all I care. They are traitors and vampire whores. They are worthless." Steve said, and she saw Eric try and struggle. "I don't know what has you all worked up, Genevieve." Steve pronounced her name very slowly and carefully, and she glared at him with what little strength that she had anymore.. "I just don't see it."

Sookie pleaded with Steve to spare Eric as well, and it was then that the cheering crowd grew silent as heavy footsteps entered the room. Genevieve turned to see Stan and the other vampires from the house, with an evil glint in his eyes. "It's been awhile, Newlin. It is time to pay for taking Godric." Everything happened so quickly after that, and Genevieve soon saw vampires ready for attack. She gasped and dropped to the ground as the one that held her became a victim. Genevieve found some strength and ran to Eric, sobbing as she did. She weakly tugged at the chains, staring into his face. She got them free, trying not to look closely at his skin that peeled with them. "Eric, Eric. Please be alright." She helped him up slowly, and suddenly she saw him pinning Steve Newlin to the shiny floor of the church, his teeth bared as rage showed on his face. Genevieve ran to Sookie and Bill, when a voice came from above all of them.

"Stop this madness now." Godric watched all of them, with a deep sadness etched into his face. Genevieve gazed up at him, and then saw Eric stand up. Godric spoke to his vampires about shedding no blood here, and he asked Steve Newlin for a peaceful end to this ordeal. Steve refused and Eric glared at him. Genevieve looked around in shock to see that nobody was hurt, and that the vampires had backed off. She gave Eric a look, shuddering as she remembered his fangs. She had not seen them yet, and she looked down. The group left Steve Newlin alone in the room, both vampires and humans leaving together. Nobody spoke, but Eric did walk beside Genevieve as he clasped her hand tightly. She gazed into his eyes, and he searched hers for something. They got outside and Genevieve took a deep breath. She knew that her life would never be the same after what she had seen that day. She got into some random car with Sookie and Bill, watching as Eric walked to his maker. She saw the love in his face for Godric, and the way he was focused on him. Genevieve let her face drop into her hands as the car moved, and Sookie stroked her back.

"We are all going to Godric's nest for a welcoming back, of sorts." Bill said softly, and the girls groaned.

"I would love a quick trip back to the hotel before that. It would be nice not to look like…this…when I get there." Genevieve said, realizing how all of the black eyeliner must look.

"Me too. I feel a little sloppy." Sookie said, and Genevieve could not help but laugh. After all of that, Sookie felt sloppy.

"If you girls move fast, we'll do it." Bill told them, and they both laughed together. They said nothing on the way to the hotel, as they took it all of what had happened. Genevieve wanted to see Eric so badly at that moment, but she assumed he was going to Godric's right away. She stumbled to the room and entered, sliding to the ground as she cried again. She found the strength to get the one dress that she had brought, and take a shower with relief, She washed away her tears and the feeling of the man's hands on her as he had tried to get her pants down. She threw the pants into the trash with disgust, never wanting to see them again. Genevieve brushed her hair for awhile, not bothering with anything else. She knew that the emotion was not over for the night. She pulled on her simple black dress and heels, and started to leave. Sookie was at her door in a white dress with red flowers, and she looked beautiful in it. The girl's hugged each other tightly, and Genevieve felt tears in her eyes again.

"This is going to be a long and emotional night." Genevieve said, and her and Sookie looked at each other as they pulled apart.

"You were really struggling back there watching Eric." Sookie said, and Genevieve nodded with tears in her eyes.

"I love him. I know it now after that. What would I have done if he would have…." Genevieve let her voice trail off, thinking about it. "I can't go through that again."

"Tell him tonight." Sookie said, and Genevieve nodded. They met Bill in the lobby and went to the house, where a few more had gathered. Genevieve walked through the doors and looked around, remembering the last time they had been there. Godric was sitting in a corner talking to Eric, and they both looked at Genevieve as she walked in. She stared back at Eric, forcing herself to stay in place. She only wanted to rush into his arms and hold him. Isabel stepped forward and hugged her, and she welcomed the woman's warmth.

"You sounded so brave back there, Genevieve. Good job." Isabel told her, and Genevieve smiled wanly. "It is a whole new world, isn't it?' Genevieve nodded, and Isabel glanced at Eric as he stared at Genevieve. "I do hope you'll be in it now."

"I do as well, Isabel." Genevieve said, smiling at her. The women sat and chatted, as Sookie brought some food for her and Genevieve and joined them. Isabel's face dropped as Hugo was mentioned, and she closed her eyes. "I'm so sorry." Genevieve told her, and the vampire nodded.

It was then that he was brought through the doors and dropped in front of Godric by two other vampires. The whole house watched in silence as Hugo pleaded with the sheriff, and Isabel walked slowly up to the scene. She softly admitted her love for him despite it all, and Godric told Eric to get Hugo out of Dallas and to the border with no harm done. Everybody seemed shocked, but Godric gazed at them all with peace in his eyes. Genevieve felt tears in her eyes at the Isabel's proclamation of her love, and she glanced down. She felt a hand in her hair, and looked up to see Eric looking at her for a moment. "I want to speak to you when I get back,"

"Yes, Eric." Genevieve agreed, and watched as he left the house. She glanced up at Godric, who was watching her with warm eyes. He beckoned to her and she had to laugh a little as she stood. "Summoned." She walked up to him, and stood there as she did not know what to do. "Godric, I am so glad that you're back. I don't know you as well as these others, but I have seen the pain that your loss caused very first hand."

"Thank you for your bravery there at the Fellowship. I would not have done it that way myself, and Eric has been chastised, but I do appreciate it." Godric told her, gesturing for her to sit with him. "He did not want you there. He is very protective of you."

"He is. It causes problems sometimes, since I am so stubborn." Genevieve admitted, tucking her hair behind her ears.

"He loves you, Genevieve. Do you feel the same?" Godric asked her, and she nodded.

"I have been fighting it for quite some time, but the idea of losing him is what made me see it." Genevieve admitted, and she smiled at Godric, relieved at having said it.

"Take care of him. He needs somebody like you." Godric told her, and sat back. He sighed and clasped his hands together.

"What is it?" Genevieve asked, and he began to speak of his life. He spoke of great violence and harder times, and he gazed at all of the vampires. "Some of these still thrive on the violence. I try and teach them differently. Now that we are out in the open, I want it to be peaceful. I want to live among humans and exist together without the fear." He gazed at Genevieve. "My child is still learning himself. I see a change in him since you entered his world. He seems to be calming down."

"I can only hope so." Genevieve said, and leaned forward and took Godric's hand. "I want what you describe as well. I have never feared vampires, though some of what I saw today did shock me. The way they had those people pinned and the fangs…." Genevieve shuddered, and Godric squeezed her hand comfortingly. "He killed a vampire over me, I think. I was attacked at his club when we first met, and he saved me."

"He told me about it." Godric said, and she looked at him. "He hated seeing you threatened like that. I think that he loved you then." Godric looked into her eyes, "Unwanted feeding is prohibited, Genevieve. He was doing his job, though a bit thoroughly due to your involvement." He smiled at her. "He will never hurt you like that."

"I have never seen his fangs. That surprises me." Genevieve said slowly, and shook her head. "I guess we have not really spent a lot of time together."

"He has control over that." Godric assured her, and she looked at him. "Never fear him. Fear for others if they harm you, but don't fear him for yourself." Godric looked up, and Genevieve followed his eyes. Eric had walked back in, and she realized how long they had been talking. He looked at Genevieve and Godric, still holding hands, and his eyes locked with hers. "Go to him, Genevieve." Godric told her, and she nodded. She impulsively hugged him, and then walked across the room to where Eric stood. She felt nervous and shy, and she looked at the ground as she approached him. She stood in front of him, and slowly reached out to touch the tight black tank top that covered his skin.

"Eric, why did you…….do that back there?" Genevieve asked him, her voice breaking as she slid her hands around his waist. "I could have lost you."

"I could have lost you and Godric. I had to offer myself." Eric told her, stroking the bruise from her fall gently. "I wish I could have had the pleasure of killing the man that tried to lay his hands on you." All sounds around them stopped as she looked up into his face, and she met his intense eyes silently. "You were ready to lose me after this last night."

"Not like that." Genevieve told him, pulling herself closer to him. In heels she was a little taller, and she was at chest level. She held him tightly, and he stroked her hair. "I never want to lose you." She felt tears in her eyes, and she closed them as she took in the feel of their embrace.

"Genevieve." Eric's voice was low and she gazed up at him. He leaned down to meet her lips, and she felt the tears sliding down her face as he did. Genevieve dimly heard a loud voice near them, and realized that everyone else had grown quiet. Eric pulled away from her and they both looked as a young man stood in front of the room with explosives and bullets covering his torso. Genevieve heard the explosion and felt herself hit a wall, then pain as she wandered in and out of consciousness. She heard voices dimly, and then everything went black.