A/N: So, the promo where we saw 1.5 seconds of Godric! EVIL Godric! I want and need mroe Godric or I will write letters! I 3 Allan Hyde sooo much and I miss his character :...( Okay so moving on!

Chapter Song: Ocean Wide by The Afters

Disclaimer: No owning going on here.

Chapter 3: You Can Hold On To Me

It had since been a month and two weeks since Galen Frost had met Godric and everyday since then, he'd always been there for her.

But now Galen's mother, Celia, was coming to visit and she had no idea about Galen and Godric.

Celia Frost had never expressed any hatred toward vampires nor had she openly embraced them. She just thought vampires were alright as long as they weren't hurting her.

Galen sat up in her bed when she heard her cell phone ringing. Godric had taken the liberty of putting it next to her at dawn when he left, so she wouldn't have to strain to reach it.

"Hello?" Galen's voice sounded both tired and raspy.

"Galen? Sweetheart, I'm at the front door. I know it's hard for you to get up so-"

"There's a key underneath the flower pot, Mom." Galen rasped out.

She heard Celia rummaging around for a minute before she heard the familiar click of the lock and the front door opened.

Galen hung up the phone just as she heard her mother setting her bags down in the living room.

"Len?" her mother called out, using her nickname.

"In here, Mom." Galen replied, wishing there was a glass of water nearby.

Her mother walked in the room with a large container of water. A straw was sticking up out of it and Galen silently thanked every divine entity that did and didn't exist. Celia sat down next to her on the bed and hugged her quickly.

"Galen, sweetie, how are you?" Celia asked, lying down so that she was facing her.

Galen coughed and tried to talk before her oncoming fit of coughs began.

"As good as (cough) a person with stage 5 heart (cough) cancer could be." She rolled over on the bed so she could cough into the trashcan.

For the next four or five hours, Celia kept giving Galen water while she coughed, even though she wasn't able to keep it down.

She helped her into the shower, much against Galen's will. She cleaned up Galen's entire apartment for her while she was in the bed sleeping.

At 9p.m. there was a knock on Galen's front door. Celia opened it and saw Godric standing there. She hadn't heard anything about Godric, so naturally she got defensive.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I'm Godric, Galen's-"

"Mom." Galen's raspy voice said from the bedroom.

Celia bit her lip and walked from the front door to Galen's room. Godric came inside and closed the door behind. He walked to Galen's room and saw her holding her chest.

"Len, what's wrong? What happened?" Celia asked, holding Galen upright.

"My-my chest. It-I can't-" Galen rasped out.

Godric rushed forward toward her and his hands immediately went to her chest. Celia made some sort of noise of disapproval.

"Galen, there's pressure on your chest. I need you to breathe as normally as possible."

She followed Godric's instructions as he held her hand tightly.

"Squeeze my hand if it hurts more, sweetheart." he instructed. She squeezed his hand every two minutes and Godric had an idea.

He bit into his wrist and Celia's eyes widened. Godric ignored this and looked into Galen's tired eyes.

"My blood may be able to temporarily help," he explained. "It'll relieve some of your pain but since...since your cancer is so bad, it won't work for long."

Galen nodded and pulled Godric's wrist to her lips, drinking slowly and quietly. Celia watched the exchange with something akin to curiosity and awe on her face.

Galen's hair began to get a little shinier. Her skin had more of a glow to it. Her eyes shined a bit more. Her breathing got more even as the minutes went by.

Godric pulled his wrist from her slowly and watched as the wound closed. "How do you feel?"

Galen sighed. "Better than I have in months. Thank you for that, Godric. I know it won't last long, but thank you." She then fell asleep in Godric's arms, exhausted.

Celia looked at Godric with a raised eyebrow. Smiling softly, explained to her how he and Galen met and that he was in love with her.

He told Celia that he had been there for her every night since they'd met. The more he talked, the less dislike Celia felt for him.

"So, vampire Godric. How old are you?" Celia asked quietly over Galen's soft snoring.

"I cannot remember the exact year I was turned, but I know it was over two thousand years ago." Godric replied softly.

Celia looked surprised. "Two thousand years ago? You must have seen so much!"

Godric laughed. "I have. But, Mrs. Frost, there's something I would like to ask you."

Celia looked ready for whatever he was going to say and Godric continued on.

"Mrs. Frost, I understand just how sick Galen is and...and I love her so much, I can't imagine a world without her. I want her to have the life she always wanted without the worry of dying in such a terrible way. I want her to live...which is why I wanted to ask your permission to...change her."

Celia didn't understand at first, then it dawned on her.

"You want to change my baby into a...a vampire?" Her voice sounded absolutely horrified.

"Not against her will, of course. I haven't asked her yet, Mrs. Frost, because I wanted your blessing first. I wanted to know that you would be alright with this. Typically, most newborn vampires aren't allowed to see their families again because of their lack of control, but I promise I will control her as best I can so she can continue to see you and the rest of her family members. I just...I only want her to live, Celia." Godric explained, his gaze traveling down to Galen, who was still asleep.

Celia closed her eyes.

"I wish there was another way." she said wistfully.

"I know. I wish there could be another way, too, but as her cancer is entirely incurable and inoperable, I can see no other way." Godric replied.

Celia was silent for a while before she got close up to Godric's face.

"You'd better have good intentions with my daughter or I swear to God I will have no problem staking you in the heart five times over with a silver stake. Understood?"

Godric nodded, genuinely intimidated by Galen's mother. His skin practically prickled just hearing her. "Of course, Mrs. Frost."

"And you will turn her under these terms: it will be because she wanted it and it will be because she loves you and you love her." Celia said quietly.

"Of course. I understand."

Celia calmed down again and blinked back tears. "I just want my little girl to have everything she could ever want. I wish she didn't have to go through this, Godric, it just breaks my heart!"

Godric pulled Galen closer to him so that she was laying on top of him, her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair.

"I know exactly how you feel, Celia."

A/N: So, more or less, Godric is scheming with mother Celia, too! But its obvious he loves Galen so the sentiment is what matters :) Reviews, please 3