Thank you to everyone who continues to read and have interest in my story. I have included some Season 4 dialogue, at least what I have seen from the Waiting Sucks vignettes.

Previously…

I learned the difference between inherent magic and the type of magic that can only be done with spells. Shooting light from my fingers and teleporting are types of inherent magic. Transforming an object into a different shape or figure is spell magic. Claudine taught me how to teleport. It was actually easier than it sounds. All you have to do is imagine, and concentrate on being with someone you really want to be with or being in a place that you really want to be in. I ported all over the castle and I was really proud of myself and a little awestruck that I had the ability to do that.

Claudine really was a great teacher, she was patient and knowledgeable. She also told me some stories about the Fae. She also told me that Eric and Godric had saved both Claudette and Niall's lives during the Fae war. When she told me that, I was filled with pride in both Eric and Godric. I was happy to hear the both of them had some semblance of honor. It also made me wonder where that sense of honor was when they were plotting to allow Russell to drain me dry. I told Claudine about that whole incident, she didn't respond she only nodded in assent.

In all the day was very eventful day, and I learned an incredible amount about my abilities and of the Fae. I was looking forward to tomorrow where Claudine said she was going to teach me more magic. The funny thing was that I could actually feel physical changes happening to me, although I couldn't pinpoint what exactly they were. I just felt more comfortable in my body somehow.

Chapter 17 – Eric's POV

"She what?" I yelled furiously. "What do you mean she went to Faery?" I asked in a panic after hearing Godric tell me that Sookie had left this realm. Knowing how possessive Niall was of his people and his kin made me worry for Sookie but mostly I worried that I would never see her again. Having her lasting thoughts of me being that I deceived her and betrayed her trust in me made my cold blood boil. I deserved a chance to make her see the truth and she callously took that from me when she left. How could she have so little trust in me? What had I done to her to make her think that I would not protect her with all of my being?

"I fear for her child. I fear that we will not see her again." Godric said solemnly. Having heard his fears only made my own that much more real.

"I need to go to her!" I roared in un-mitigated desperation.

"It is too late, she's not there." Godric said, but I didn't believe it, I needed to see for myself.

I ran passed Godric as if what he said was a complete lie. I took to the sky flying at top speed towards her old farmhouse. The closer I got to her house, the stronger I could scent her. It drove me near insanity; I wanted more than anything to land on her porch and have her open the door welcoming me into her loving arms, but when I arrived, she was not there. I followed her scent out to the graveyard near her home where it just vanished. It was as if she just disappeared into thin air in the spot near her grandmother's grave.

I bellowed in anger and in pain. I was brought to my knees on the very spot that her scent stopped, knowing that most likely; I would never see her again. Everything I had done to protect her, was in vain. The irreparable damage that fucking stubborn, reckless, impulsive, beautiful, beneficent, fairy had done to my long dead heart in that moment brought crimson tears to my eyes.

I vowed in that moment that if she ever came back to me, I would never let anyone or anything come between us again. I would tell her everything, make her understand that the things I do is all for her and for her prolonged protection. If she ever came back to me, I would explain things to her, include her in my life and in my plans. If she would just come back to me.

It's been thirteen months and 18 days since Sookie left, but who is counting. My maker and my child have been walking on eggshells around me. Admittedly, I have not been myself. I should really buy stock in Office Depot, as I have had to replace numerous items in my office that I destroyed out of rage or anger.

At first, I was truly despaired that she left, but my despair quickly turned to anger. I was and still am angry that she left without as much as a word, without giving me the chance to explain. Godric pleaded with her not to go, but she selfishly went anyway.

I admit that I destroyed her home, well the structure of it anyways, in my rage and anger. I reluctantly called Herveaux out to fix the damage that I had done. If she ever does decide to come home, she will most likely not recognize her home. She'll probably be pissed at me for destroying her home, but at this point, who really gives a shit. She doesn't care about me, never did and I had deluded myself into thinking that she actually cared about me. That night we spent together in Jackson actually meant something to me, but to her it must have just been a means to an end.

Pam has been a very good child, she endured my endless anger and agitation. Blonde fangbangers have been all but banned. I take a few fangbangers each night, but only redheads and brunettes. I know it's empty and does nothing to fill the void that my fairy left in my heart and soul, but it's what I have to do to try to get some semblance of my old life back.

To make matters worse, The Queen has named Compton as my area investigator, meaning that I have to endure his pathetic scrutiny into my area affairs. I should have ended him months ago, hell I should have ended him the moment he brought Sookie into my bar.

Tonight I have a meeting with him; I have decided to go to his home instead of having him in the bar. For one reason, I want to stop by Sookie's home to check on it, for another I need to get out of the constant scrutiny of Godric. He has been hovering a little too much these past months, I know he is just worried about me, which I appreciate, but it is becoming quite annoying.

As I arrive at Compton's home, I take notice of the vast improvements he has made to the pitiable home he built. It looks quite modern inside and I have to give him credit, it actually looks nice, dull, but still nice.

"Compton, what is the meaning of this meeting?" I demanded in my stern beseeching tone.

"Sheriff, There is a new coven in town." He said, as if this was news to me, as if I was derelict in my duty to keep tally of all supernaturals in Area 5.

"Yes, I am aware." I said giving nothing away. He needed to learn his place which was to do what I told him to do and nothing more.

"They are dangerous and powerful and fueled by vampire blood. They are Weres as well." He continued.

"I am aware Compton." I said shortly. I don't know why the Queen thought it necessary to promote Compton to Area Investigator; he knew nothing that I didn't already.

"Are you also aware that they are after you?" He said in a slightly condescending tone. I was aware of the threat to myself, well it was more that the head of the coven coveted me, she wanted me for sex and also for my blood.

I grabbed him by the throat and threw him against the wall. "Are you aware that I am your sheriff and you will not speak to me in that tone!" I said coldly but still composed.

"Yes Sheriff." He said in the submissive manner that I would expect of an underling.

"Eric, this is the same coven that escaped Basque tribunal in 1609, they are dangerous." He implored.

"I am aware of the coven, I was around during the Spanish inquisition, you were not." I said icily. He needed a reminder that his insipid existence had nowhere near the vast knowledge, experience and history that I had. He is but a mere 150 years old, he knew nothing, and apparently needed a reminder.

"Keep tabs on them, I want to know where they work, where they live, what they eat, who they associate with, who supplies the V. I want to know everything." I ordered. "And Compton, should any vampire in this area be harmed as a result of this coven, you will cease to be the Area Investigator. Is that understood?" I looked at him murderously. He nodded his head in agreement.

"Good. Do not fail me." I said and left to go across the cemetery.

Her scent still permeated the air, enveloping my senses driving me insane with longing and need. After a year of her being gone, my hope for her return has seriously dwindled. As much as I wanted to hate her for leaving, deep down I just couldn't. I wanted to care for her more than I wanted to hate her. Damn her, infuriating woman!

Sookie's POV

"So Let me get this straight. You and Godric were lovers?" I said incredulously to Claudette.

"Yes, he saved my life, and I have loved him ever since." She said mournfully as tears streaked down her face. I felt awful for her; I reached over and gave her the warmest hug ever, I was probably comforting myself more that I was her.

"Okay, you have to tell me the whole story, I've known Godric for a while and he never mentioned it. All he has said was that he hadn't found his mate, or at least that it wasn't meant to be." I said. I needed to know the whole backstory of Claudette and Godric. I knew already that he was in possession of her book of magic, which he ultimately gave to me, and I also knew that meant a lot in the fairy world that a vampire would have it.

"About 300 years ago, the Fae and the Vampires were deep in the crux of a vicious and deadly war with each other. The day I met Godric, and Eric, I had been gravely wounded. A vampire had snuck up on me and bit my neck draining me nearly dry. That is when Eric and Godric found me. They fought off the vampire who was killing me. You have to understand that killing one of their own in defense of a fairy was a big deal.

I remember Godric looked me deeply in the eye and after a few moments passed, he said something to Eric in a language I didn't understand.

I was barely conscious, so my recollection of that day is extremely hazy at best. All I remember is waking up in a cottage alone with Godric. He had given me some of his blood, of which I was both grateful for and horrified by. It is blasphemous for a fairy to ingest vampire blood, and it was especially so back then when we were in the middle of a war with them.

But Godric was different, he was kind, gentle and he cared for me and brought me back from near death. It also didn't hurt that he was painfully beautiful." She said and winked at me. Godric was a beautiful man and his tattoos, which I would normally find unappealing, somehow make him look more intriguing.

Claudette continued, "At first it was awkward, because it had been so ingrained in my being that vampires were evil, and soulless, but he was anything but. It took me two days to fully recover enough to be able to defend myself, but by the time I was fully healed, I found that I didn't want to leave him.

He was my savior, my knight in shining armor. I remember wanting to kiss him so badly that I thought I would die if I didn't get the opportunity, and I knew he wouldn't take the initiative because he was afraid I would react badly, so I kissed him. When I say sparks flew, I mean that literally. When his lips met mine, a blue light emitted from me and I knew that he was my soul mate.

Unfortunately for me, Niall found me the next day while Godric was sleeping. Grandfather told me that I had to come back here to Faery, but I told him that I didn't want to.

He questioned me as to why I didn't want to go back, and of course I couldn't lie to him, I told him all about the time I spent with Godric and how I had fallen in love with him. He was apathetic, and told me that it was my duty, as a full fairy, to mate with another full fairy and produce offspring to further the Royal line and to increase the Fae numbers.

I remember crying, sobbing actually. I pleaded with him to at least allow me to say goodbye to Godric and to thank him properly for saving my life. Of course, grandfather conceded that he did in fact owe Godric a huge favor, not only because he saved my life, but because Eric had saved grandfather's as well.

You see Sookie, our family owes both Eric and Godric so much, and they are honorable vampires."

Claudette said with tears brimming her eyes. I found that I couldn't stop crying either. To have fallen in love with someone so deeply only to have them taken away just seems so cruel. They say it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all, but I am not convinced.

"Anyway, Grandfather allowed me to speak with Godric one last time before I was taken to Faery. When Godric rose for the night, he immediately sensed that something was wrong. He saw Niall in the room and immediately went on the offensive.

"Godric, We owe you and your child a great debt of gratitude, you have managed to save two royals and for that we are eternally thankful, however I must take my granddaughter with me back to Faery." Niall spoke reverently, but still not really caring that he was breaking my heart and Godric's.

I will always resent him for that, but in the end, I knew that he was right. It isn't right for fairies and vampires to be together, it will never work. I could never satiate Godric's need because my blood is just too potent, it would drive him mad and he would probably drain me completely after tasting me.

Godric and I said our tearful goodbye's, he didn't want me to go, but knew that it was fruitless to stop me. I remember the last kiss we shared. I will carry that feeling with me always. And when we parted, he whispered in my ear that he would find me again someday and that we would be together again.

I wanted so badly to believe him, but I knew in my heart of hearts, that it was never meant to be."

I was balling for her loss, and for the heartbreak that she experienced. It also broke my heart to think that Godric made a promise that he so badly wanted to keep but couldn't because of the magical barrier separating his world from hers. I started thinking of Eric, and what Claudette said about vampires and fairies inevitably not working out. Although I was only an eighth fae, did that mean that I couldn't be with Eric because of my blood?

"Claudette, do you think that Eric and I could ever be together?" I asked woefully.

"You are different, He is different. Your blood is not as potent as mine and he is very old. I actually think you and he are fated. It could be coincidental that he and his maker saved me and your great grandfather only to have met you hundreds of years later, but I choose to believe that the gods have matched you both. It is my wish that you and Eric have what Godric and I never could. He is your protector Sookie, just as Godric was mine. Trust him absolutely, he is more than worthy of that." Claudette said and kissed my cheek. We were both crying, but I was contemplating the way in which I left Eric last. I felt the innate need to go home, to explain to Eric what I was feeling and why I left. I owed him an apology for mistrusting both he and Godric. I needed to repair that relationship before it was too late.

Suddenly I felt unworthy of Eric. I realized that he had left me out of his plans against Russell, but that did not negate the fact that he did what he did to save me. He had freely given me his blood to heal and I had not considered the gravity of that offering. He really did care about me.

"I need to go home." I said almost in a panic. I got up and ran to the door, but before I could open it Claudette appeared before me.

"You cannot, not yet anyways. You need a few more days for the magic to take root in your body. You are still maturing, but I assure you once you have learned all that you need to, you can go home." She reassured me, and I deflated. I felt like the more time I spent here, the more strain my relationship with Eric became.