With his strong cold hands Eric took my face and held it. I was still crying and gasping for air as if I were drowning. He looked me in the eyes though a word did not escape is lips he was telling me to slow down and that I wasn't in harms way. I slowed my breathing down as much as I could.

"They can't harm you anymore. I'm here. Nothing shall make you feel weak ever again. I promise." He said as he brushed stray hairs out of my face.

Inhaling deeply I replied, "It's not that I'm afraid they can harm me again. I just can't seem to get rid of the haunting images out of my head. It's been five years and it feels as though it were yesterday."

Eric wasn't sure what to say he just stayed as still as could be letting me vent as much as I wanted to. A few minutes went by and I had calmed down considerably. Being around him made me feel more at ease and peace than being around anyone else other than Godric. "I'm not sure what it is about you, but in my some thousand years I'd never met someone that I've felt so protective of. At least not since I had been human." Eric said allowing me to raise my head from his hands.

"What do you mean?" I asked inquisitively as I relaxed and sat back against the tub.

Eric sat back against the chair and stared at the wall behind me. "It's been about a thousand and twelve years since I've talked about her." He pause deep in thought. "She was seventeen years old the last time I had seen her. Her name was Elise. She was the prettiest girl in the village. And she was mine. I had been so deeply in love with her. She made me feel like a child. She was the only woman I had ever loved before I was turned and up until yesterday the only woman I had ever loved."

Yesterday? I questioned in my mind. He met me yesterday does he some how feel that he loves me already? It's too soon, can't be, can it? All these thoughts raced through my head while Eric had gathered his. I shook those thoughts off and went back to staring at my very own greek god sitting before me. I reached up and touched his hand, instantly I was flashed back to a village that was in utter chaos. There I saw Eric just as beautiful and chiseled as he stood before me today. He was standing in the corner of what we would these days describe as an alley. I thought at first he was just staring at the wall until he shifted his body to the side and there I saw a beautiful girl with long red ringlets. She was much shorter than he. She was crying. I realized at that moment this was the last time that he had seen his beloved before he was turned. After a long passionate kiss and a kind hug he turned from her and walked away tears swelling in his eyes. I was snapped back to present day. I felt drained as if I had went back in time. There was no way I'd ever get used to the whole time traveling part of my "gift." Eric looked at me bewildered.

"How... did you do that?"

"There's several things about my gift that I don't understand and can't control. That being one of them. Time traveling, as I call it, happens every now and then. There's a reason for why I was taken back to that point in time with you. It just isn't obvious now why." I said as I shifted my weight in the water.

Does Godric know about this?

Reading his mind. "Yes he does. The first time it happened with him was the night I 'relived' your turning."

He just stared at me.

I raised my hand out of the water and looked at it. I was turning into a prune. It was time for me to get out. "Umm Eric would you... could you possibly give me a few minutes to myself so that I can get out and get dressed?"

"Yes of course." He replied as he stood and moved the chair back to its place in the bathroom. And in one swift motion he was gone. Door closed behind him.

I stepped out of the tub and stood on the rug in front of it. There across from me was yet another full length mirror. I stepped up to it. Staring at my body. I'm not what you would call skinny. I have a few rolls here and there. I don't think that Eric could ever find me physically attractive. I lowered my head and took a deep breath.

My Child you have nothing to worry about. You are more beautiful than you know.

Somehow Godric always knew when to tap into my feelings and when to send me words of encouragement. I looked at the mirror and smiled. If Godric thought I was beautiful it must have been true. With that I threw my clothes on and pulled my hair up in a ponytail. I opened the door to the bathroom and walked out slowly. Across the hall from where I was standing was double doored bedroom. This being the biggest room in the house had to be Eric's. The door was open and there Eric sat on the bed that had been cloaked in blood red satin sheets. I walked up to the doorway.

"You may enter." Eric said looking up. By this time he had managed to put a pair of tight jeans on. That was all that had graced his body.

I walked in the the lush room. The windows had been covered and every inch of the great escape had been light tight and sound proof. It was filled things far older than I. I smiled at Eric as I had began walking around the room to look at the curious things that had filled it. Hanging on the wall across from his bed was a huge mirror that had been framed by a thick black intricate design. I trace the lines with my finger tips. I was then flashed back to what looked to be sometime are the early 1800's. The mirror had hung in a palace far more extreme and extravagant than anything I had ever seen in my life. There in a closet adjacent to the mirror was none other than Mr. Northman himself and the heiress to the throne. He had just finish having his way with her over and over again and he attacked her, draining her of every ounce of blood in her body. As he wiped the remaining drops of his lips with his devilish grin he walked out and over to the mirror and with little to no effort what so ever he took the mirror and left. Leaving the body of the young woman he had just had his fill of to be found by the help later on that evening. I snapped back to present day once again.

"Guess you figured out how I acquired that magnificent piece." He said smiling oh ever so slightly.

I looked back. "Yeah to say the least." I paused for a second. "I didn't that I could do that. Using an objects energy to see the past. That's a new one on me."

"There are a lot of aspects of your gift that you have yet to tap into."

"I'm guessing so. Godric helped me with a few of them and we were always finding new ones."

"You have a very old soul. I can sense it. You don't think like most people your age. That's very attractive to say the least considering in over a thousand years I haven't found anyone worthy of my attention." He said as he quick rose and stood at my back.

Turning around, "Ha you find me attractive? Yeah okay. That's a new one to me. Look I've never been the bell of the ball. I've never been the leading lady. I've always been in the background and aiding the leading ladies. Like Sookie."

Leaning down to my ear. "Sookie Stackhouse has nothing on you. You, no matter what you think, deserve to be in the spotlight and in the foreground."

I smiled and dropped my head. "That's flattering especially coming from a man of your stature and devastatingly good looks but I think I'm more comfortable in the supporting role."

He lifted his hand to my chin and tilted it up towards him. "No, I promise you, you belong center stage."

I began to rise on my toes to have my lips meet his. At the exact moment that our lips were to meet my phone rang. Damn. It was probably for the better I thought as I reached into my back pocket and pulled the phone out. It was Sam. I couldn't talk to him right now. There's no way I could explain what had happened last night and how or why I had ended up at Eric Northman's house. There was no way knowing that there was a possibility that what ever had attacked me last night could resurface again once I either went back to his house or the bar. I was safer here with Eric than anywhere in Bon Temps.

"You aren't going to answer that?" Eric asked he had walked back over to the bed and sat down.

To be honest I just wanted to pounce on him like a kitten would have pounced on a ball of yarn. "No cause dealing with Sam Merlotte is the last thing I need today." I was praying that Eric would ask me to stay here at his house to keep an eye on me. But there's no way I would ask him out of pride.

Luckily the answer to my prayer had come. Eric turned toward me "Giselle you need to stay here. I can't have you too far from me. You'll be far safer here than anywhere else. I can't risk loosing you."

The corners of my mouth turned up in one of the biggest smiles I had ever had. "Eric I'd be more than glad to."