A/N: Sorry for the short chapter but I have started on the next already. I tried not to repeat things that were in the last chapter.
I don't own anything I'm only taking the characters out for a walk.
Godric's POV.
To think that it was only three weeks ago I allowed myself to be captured by Newlin and his band of bible-thumping extremists. The only positive thing that has arisen from that ill-conceived plan has been meeting Sookie Stackhouse in the basement of the church and subsequently reuniting with my Childe Eric. After centuries of wandering alone and then the monotony of Texas's Area nine Sheriff duties I had become a shadow of my former self. At first the Sheriff position offered some intrigue but alas as old as I am no one dare step out of line in my Area. The previous Sheriff was corrupt and the bloodshed required to cleanse the Area was satisfying but altogether too short. Until Sookie Stackhouse came into my existence giving me not only a reason to continue, but also every night since has been filled with intrigue of some sort with no sign of letting up anytime soon.
I awoke with a smile on my face and if my heart beat it would be pounding loudly in anticipation of tonight's third exchange, which would seal the bond between the three of us for eternity. My smile soon faded as I realized that Sookie was once again not present and checking our bond she was faraway and not a happy camper. Her emotions were a swirl of everything I had ever felt from her before all at once. This provided no insight into her well begin unfortunately; although it was comforting to know that she lives and that soon I would have her in my arms. Eric and I quickly readied ourselves and as soon as the sun set we launched ourselves into the sky. It was obvious her location was her own home after a few moments in the air.
"She went back to her home?" I said.
"If Alcide is not with her he will not live to see the next full moon." Eric seethed. We flew faster and barely touched down before barrelling inside with the hopes that an invitation had been given. The wolf stood to the side and Sookie hovered over Jason's prone form the smell of blood and fear hung in the air. Eric and I rushed to Sookie and crushed her between us, both wanting to assure ourselves that she is unharmed. She quickly recounted her afternoon and I went to speak with her guard as Eric comforted her.
"Why would you bring her here?" I asked him.
"She asked me to and Northman never said not to. He said to watch over her and keep her safe. Even so I don't see why she needs me in the first place." The guard Alcide said with much more attitude than was wise at the moment.
"Of course she needs to be protected there are threats against her and she could be taken from us." I told him icily allowing my full power leak through and was pleased to see him cower though only slightly.
"Listen after the way she dealt with Felton I don't think you need to worry so much about her anymore." Alcide said after I pulled back my aura so that he could respond.
"Explain." I demanded.
"Well it's like she said minus the whole detective part of figuring out where he was. We went out to Hotshot and Calvin, the were-panther leader, took us over to Crystal's place. I gather that she and Jason have been seeing one another. Sookie figured out that Felton had taken Jason and before any of us could stop her, she bolted and had the shed door ripped open and was picking Jason up off the floor. She handed him to me and the were-panthers started to surround us along with Crystal and Felton who were screaming at one another. Anyways all of a sudden Sookie lost it and said that Felton's life was forfeit and the way she moved; I have never seen anything like her before. Everyone backed off and she tossed Crystal aside and had Felton by the throat in seconds. She drained him and snapped his neck. As soon as he hit the dirt everyone backed away and she went back to normal. Calvin apologized and promised to take care of Jason if he turns on the next moon." Alcide explained in a quiet factual voice while maintaining eye contact, which was unusual but pleasant nonetheless.
"And this Vampire intruder?" I asked hoping to get the conversation out of the way. I could smell another Vampire had been in Sookie's home recently and it bothered me.
"She's worried that her friend was taken by the Vamp that broke in." Alcide said mentioning crucial information, which Sookie seems to have forgotten in light of Jason's situation.
"Give them some privacy I'll be right back." I said and took off to follow the scent of the unknown vampire. His scent was fresh and easy enough to follow. He spent quiet a bit of time here and approached from the direction of the cemetery. Following his scent I came upon a dilapidated home, which I was able to enter freely. I could easily smell Compton and deduced that this must be his home. The scent of more than a few Vampires were present and faint traces of Sookie as well as other humans, underneath it all the smell of human decay. The home has clearly been searched though it is impossible to know if anything was missing. I left and returned to Sookie's home after noticing that this Vampire clearly arrived at Compton's in a vehicle.
I found Sookie and Eric on the couch across from her brother Sookie obviously having regained her composure. I let Eric know what I discovered and Sookie moved into my arms. We were interrupted by the little doctors arrival much to soon for my liking. Sookie still wished to form the bond with us and soon we were flying to a very remote location. Even I had no knowledge of this home. It was setup in much the same way as all the others and we locked ourselves in the light-tight chamber immediately.
Even though Eric and I are very eager to complete the bond with Sookie we wanted her to have the final decision. I couldn't bear it if she later felt that we had forced her. I told them of my maker; something that I haven't told anyone ever. Having her acceptance and love makes those scars less prominent making me feel somehow worthy of her love. The bonding is explosive even more so that the first two. As the bond takes hold cementing our bond within our souls, our emotions intwine and flow over one another. Sookie has a tenuous hold over her power evidenced by the bright light wavering about the room until she can no longer and it releases with a deafening scream from her lips. The light expands and then contracts violently into her body and she goes limp in our arms.
She is still conscious though and it doesn't take long for us to being to feel the impending pain that we hoped wouldn't accompany this exchange. She seems to scream soundlessly as pain runs rampant though her body. She quickly looses consciousness and the little doctor appears. Neither Eric nor I want anyone even the doctor anywhere near our bonded and we are prepared to rip any to shreds who dare to approach her. Our growls and snarls do not faze her however and I am unable to move as the little doctor approaches holding out a syringe of unknown substance.
Clearly Ludwig has more power than I previously imagined, as neither Eric nor I are able to prevent her from injecting Sookie who falls limp in our arms as the drug hits her blood stream. This was not part of the plan and my mind is screaming as the tiny doctor injects the same drug into Eric and then myself and my world goes dark as if the sun had risen early this night.
Dream sequence
My first impression is that I have never been to such a place as I find myself in. I can feel Sookie and Eric close and I am comforted by their presence in this strange place. I immediately rush to their sides and I can't help but be taken aback by the sight of them. Sookie has never looked so radiant her long blond hair flowing in waves down her back her light and airy gown glimmers and shines in the warm sunlight. And Eric, he is magnificent! He appears exactly as he was on his last human battlefield; his skin flushed, alive and tanned from so much time spent under the sun. They are looking back at me with the same awe that I regard them with. I look down at myself and discover that I too appear as I once did: a fierce warrior with my tattoos and long forgotten adornments, which convey my status and the history of my tribe.
Upon closer examination I notice Sookie wears a crown as does Eric, in my times such practices were different and I too wore a symbol of my rank as the leader of my tribe. We were all dressed in our cultures finest ready to represent our people with pride. Sookie shone so brightly it was difficult to look upon her directly. It seems we were all at a lost as to where and why we were and as soon as we finished examining the changes in our persons we finally looked about. Where ever we are is beautiful certainly not a cloud in the very blue sky and the air here is more pure than I can remember it being in my own time. I can hear a stream nearby along with various insects and animals though this doesn't strike me as any place on earth.
"Welcome to Avalon blood of my blood." A man's voice spoke before any of us could speak in response to our surroundings. We turned and saw a man with long silver blond hair who leant on a cane, he seemed to have aged a few years since Eric and I last saw him.
"Niall Brigant Prince of the Fae. To what to we owe the pleasure of a visit to Avalon?" I ask stepping protectively in front of Eric and Sookie.
"I wasn't speaking to you, Godric but to my great granddaughter Susanna Brigant Princess of the sky Fae and heir to the throne of Avalon." Niall said looking past me to Sookie who gasped at the title he gave her.
"Me? Surely you don't mean me?" Sookie said her disbelief clear in her halting speech.
"And why not? Surely you know that you are not human. Anyone who knows of our line would know you instantly for one of us. Your spark is brighter than any I have seen in a long time, your ascension has been long awaited." Niall said not really telling us anything that we didn't already know: fucking Faeries.
"Gran mentioned something about my ascension to me in a dream once. She said that my real grandfather's name was Fintan." Sookie replied showing her knowledge of their kinship while she has not shared this with us.
"Yes Fintan is my son, which makes you my great granddaughter." Niall confirmed smiling an indulgent smile.
"Can you explain what this ascension means? What is happening to me?" Sookie asked hopeful for answers to what is happening to her.
"When the three of you bonded it sped up what would have occurred much slower. Your physical being must be altered to hold your spark as it ignites and in order to wield your magic most effectively." Niall finally explained.
"And so I am Faery like you?" Sookie asked.
"Not exactly you are meant to be much more than I." Niall said and stopped as if that was all he would say. We stood waiting for him to continue uneasily. "My dear you are to become an Angel." He finally said though it seemed to pain him to reveal this to us. Eric, Sookie and I all gasped at this and I couldn't help but turn my back to Niall and stare at our beautiful and if what Niall says is true very powerful bonded. It was as if I could now see the true Sookie, her wings extended gracefully as wide as she was tall her being shone with an overpowering ethereal glow.
"As part of your ascension you will gain the knowledge of our people, when you wake you will be completely transformed." Niall told us although it was clear that he spoke for only her benefit.
Returned to reality
I came back to awareness more slowly than usual, when Vampire rise it is as if a switch is flipped one minute we are dead the next we are animated. I realized that I could still feel Sookie's pain acutely and the little doctor wasn't in the room any longer. I moved to examine our surroundings more closely. The entire room was destroyed and Sookie and Eric were still unconscious dawn was still hours away though it seems I have lost a few hours to whatever it was that the little doctor injected us with. Eric soon stirs and bolts upright and takes in the room much as I have just done. Nothing seems to be amiss and so we lay back down with Sookie between us.
"Why would the doctor inject us as well?" Eric asks me while he smoothes Sookie's hair back from her sweaty face.
"I am not sure my Childe." I admit, but plan to find out as soon as this is over.
"Do you think she will wake soon?" He asks another question that he knows I don't have an answer for.
"I do not know." I tell him as we look over her still unconscious form. Uncertainty, worry, fear, hope, love, guilt, awe pass back and forth as we lay silent waiting for our love to wake. The pain she feels is more than I have ever felt before in my long existence and I have had the misfortune to meet with some sadistic foes. We slip into downtime our only conscious effort is monitoring our bond and tamping down our own emotional upheaval. With all that she is going through she doesn't need our reactions to be pilled on top. I couldn't help but be a little excited to see our bonded after her changes are complete if the last time was any indication this time should be wondrous. We don't have to wait long, only a few hours after we return to consciousness Sookie awakens.
"Little one you're awake?" I say astonishment clear in my voice.
"Lover are you okay, is there anything we can do?" Eric asked her his hope and relief overflowing out of him. She is still in pain and so she only nods and then shakes her head while gritting her teeth.
'Thank you for being here with me through this.' Sookie sends to us mentally.
'Anything for you,' we both send back causing a bit of an echo and Sookie to attempt to smile though it comes across as a grimace. She holds out like that for a bit until she starts to scream again loudly. It sounds as if someone is murdering her. I don't think she is able to control her response to the immense pain she is feeling. After a few minutes a dark liquid starts to pour from her upper back, which coincidentally is the focal point of her pain.
We try and soothe her as best we can as her back continues to weep thick viscous liquid. I am starting to curse the doctor for not preparing us for this: certainly knowing what to expect would have been better than this. We should have asked more questions, demanded answers from her. Suddenly Sookie starts to somehow scream louder and jerks away as simultaneously it appears as though something is pushing out of her back slowly. Once the process begins it's over rather quickly revealing two very large and beautifully impressive wings. It's hard to tell what colour they are as they are covered in dark liquid. As soon as they emerge Sookie's cries subside and she falls into an exhausted slumber.
Her wings are so large and the process so very messy that both Eric and I lay stunned and covered in her dark thick liquid drenched wings. I run my finger along the edge of her wing, which seems to wrap around me, and she sighs in contentment.
"Now what?" Eric asks from his place tucked under her other wing.
"Now we bathe her and let her sleep." I tell him and we manage to pry ourselves out from under her wings without jostling her too much. The room is not as destroyed as the last ones have been and after a change of sheets it should be fine for the day. We take her into the bathroom and into the thankfully large shower stall, which has multiple shower heads and turn on the water. As the water washes away all the grime from our bodies and hers the colour of her wings becomes apparent. They are magnificent she has at least a five foot wingspan of the most sensitive beautiful white feather wings I have ever seen. I am surprised she doesn't wake as we bathe her and her moans of pleasure as we do make me wish she would. Even asleep she seems in control of her new wings making it easier to manoeuvre her than it could have been.
Eric leaves me to towel her dry and goes to replace the sheets with clean ones. It is easy to carry her bridal style and she seems to fold her wings into her body as I carry her back into the bedroom. Placing her on her back isn't an option and it takes a minute for us to get her laying comfortably. As soon as we snuggle into her, her wings curl around us again. The feel of them on my skin is the most sensuous feeling I have ever felt. Even in her sleep she reacts to each slight touch and as the night ends her glorious white wings are the last thing on my mind.