Once I had finished eating, Eric cleaned up. I latched onto Godric to take flight with him. Needless to say Eric wasn't happy but he didn't voice any discontentment for the situation. The descent from the top of the clock tower was much more interesting.
"No matter what, I'll always be yours." I whispered into Godric's ear as we took to the air.
He smiled as we touched down. Eric joined us mere seconds later. We walked around the city arms linked, me in the center. Which seemed to be the case, I was the center of this controversy, though it hadn't been brought to Eric's attention yet. I had a lot of thinking to do. But my train of thought was derailed quickly.
"We should head back to the hotel. We have to pack and get ready for our next destination." Eric stated once we had stopped.
"And where might this next destination be, sir?" I asked smirking in his direction.
He grinned and slowly walked towards me, he place his arms around my waist. "You'll find out when we get there."
I grinned back, not allowing the struggle that was taking place in my mind and my heart to show. I quivered under Eric's touch. There's just somethings that only living a thousand years can teach you. And though he hadn't used it on a lot of women, the power of touch is one of those secrets. We started back towards the hotel, the walk back seemed to take only half the time it did walking in the opposite direction. Once we were back in our suite Eric and I headed towards our room to retire for the morning. I changed into my pjs and laid down on the bed. Eric soon joined me, curling up behind me so that his body perfectly matched mine. Godric's mind was slowly drifting into a dream state and that made me feel quite at ease. Eric soon followed. After restlessly laying awake for about an hour I drifted off. The nightmare that I had the night before came back to haunt me yet again. I sat up off of the bed and glanced at the clock next to the bed. It was 1 pm. I decided to get up and get dressed and take a walk about the city. Outside of the hotel I started walking. Somehow after about forty-five minutes or so of walking I had ended back at the graveyard where Eric and I had been a couple of nights pervious. I walked into the crypt containing my ancestors. I sat on the cement bench between the two walls in which they had been encased. Tears began welling up in my eyes as I stared at the walls. For some reason I was so much more emotional than I had ever been in my life. And for the first time in over 6 years I was actually dying for food. Since meeting Godric and after being around vampires for so long I rarely ate and when I did it wasn't much. But now only mere hours since the last time I had eaten I was starving. Though I really didn't think too much of it. I sat in the crypt for about 2 hours. I thought so much about the choices that lay ahead of me and the consequences of those choices. After hours of thought and deliberation I had come to a decision. Slowly I began the trek back to the hotel. Once I was back in the penthouse I headed for Godric's room first.
There he laid in the bed, motionless. Standing at the foot of the bed, he sat up and looked at me, he smiled. "Come, my child." He stated as he patted the bed next to him.
I crawled on to the bed and towards him. "Godric." I paused laying my head on the pillow. "I've made a decision." Staring at his perfectly chiseled face that remand just as it had been some two thousand years ago.
"Yes?" Questioning as he took his hand and grazed my cheek.
I took a deep breath. "As much as I love you…" I trailed off and tear fell from my eye, staining the pillow beneath my head. "We can't be lovers." The tears began flowing more freely. "We both know this." I gulped down the huge lump in my throat. "It's not our choice to make." He smiled as he used his thumb to wipe tears from my face. "If my soul didn't belong to Eric, I'd be yours. I would have been yours from the moment I met you. I know you understand."
A pool of blood welled up in the corner of his eye. He smiled. "Yes, my little one. I love you. And I understand." I reached up and wiped the corner of his eye before the tear fell.
"I have something to ask you though." I sat up on the bed and looked back at him, waiting for the go ahead to ask. After a moment he nodded. "Will you…" I hesitated. Godric placed his hand on my leg to assure me it was ok. "Will you be the one to turn me?"
In a split second he sat up, face to face. "Do you realize what you are asking me to do?"
Placing my hand on his cheek, I responded. "Yes. I trust you. I know you won't abuse the power of being my maker. I want to be your child."
"Are you sure?" His face was filled with concern. His mind the same.
"Yes. There's no question as to who should be my maker." Scanning his face for an answer. "Please Godric."
"Have you spoken to Eric about this?"
"No. I know, just as well as you do, that he wouldn't understand at all."
"Perhaps I'm to blame for his attitude and non-understanding nature." Godric replied blaming himself for Eric's nature.
"No, Eric is pretty much Eric. I'm sure he was just as much of a cocky asshole when he was human. But I do love him. And I want our relationship to be on even ground. That's why I'm asking you to be my maker."
He reached down touching the charm bracelet he gave me six years ago. "My child, I'd be more than proud to make you my… well child. But not now. In a couple of days just before dawn, so that the transformation will be complete before Eric wakes."
I leaned in and kissed Godric on the cheek and got up off of the bed and headed to mine and Eric's room. Once the door was open I saw Eric's pale naked body sprawled across the bed. I smiled to myself and slipped out of my clothes and slid into bed next to him. I wiggled under his arm turned my face and met his.
"Where have you been?" Asking as he leaned in and kissed me.
"I just needed to a take a walk. Be in the sunlight for a few hours." I returned his grin.
He took a long deep breath. "I know, I can smell the sun on your skin." His fingertips grazed my arm as he traced it to my back. I shivered under his touch. He stared into my eyes. "You're tired. Sleep now my love." He stated as he pulled me close to his chest.
We both feel into a deep sleep, which only lasted a mere hour or two. I sat straight up off of the bed and raced towards the bathroom Eric quickly in line behind me. I hunched over the toilet and began heaving. The dry heaving only lasted a minute and my stomach settled. I sat back and up against the wall, taking deep breaths.
"What's happening?" Eric asked looking stone scared.
"I don't know." I spat out before I lunged forward and threw up.
I started crying and continued throwing up on the floor. Eric crouched next to me one hand on my back and the other holding my hair back. I began taking fast and deep breaths to stop. After a few minutes I allowed my body to relax. Eric scooped me up in his arms, once he was sure that my vomiting attack had subsided, he slowly glided back to into our bedroom. He laid me gently on the bed and climbed in on his side. He pulled me close to him. I laid awake for a little while tying to fell asleep. Some time around 7pm I finally fell back asleep only to be awaken again around 9. Eric was moving swiftly about the room packing our belongings. I laid in bed with my right eye slightly cracked following Eric as he moved with lighting speed. Slowly I sat up in the bed, Eric's movements came to a holt.
Pivoting on his right foot he turned to face me, "How are you feeling?"
"Better than I did earlier. I think it must be one of those twenty four hour kind of things. I don't feel sick anymore." I replied holding my stomach.
"You're hungry. I can hear your stomach from here." He said smirking. He walked towards me. Leaned in and kissed me. "i'll be right back."
He returned a mere seconds later with a platter of food. I grinned and slowly started eating. He sat on the edge of the bed next to me. I took my time ingesting the food Eric had so thoughtfully gotten for me. Godric had emerged from his room with a look of concerning scrunching his face.
"Somethings wrong." He choked out in our direction.