A/N: So, my original chapter I wrote for this mysteriously deleted itself and now I'm pissed beyond all possibility that I have to start ALL over again. What I had was freaking awesome and now I have to do the whole thing all over again. So not my day today.

Chapter Song: Dark Fantasy by Kanye West

Chapter 12: Can We Get Much Higher?

Galen stared out the window, watching the trees pass before her eyes. It was still completely surreal that her mother was dead and even more surreal that someone had murdered her. Sighing, she ran a hand through her hair and leaned against the window.

Isabel laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Everything will be fine, Galen. You'll see. It will all work out."

Galen smiled shortly. "If my mother wasn't dead, I'd join in on your optimism. But I appreciate the sentiment."

Isabel sighed and looked out of the window again. Galen felt a little bad that she had been so short with Isabel but, dammit, she was beyond pissed off. And she no longer wanted to sit in the back with Isabel anymore because the tension was far too thick.

In a flash, she was in the front seat next to Godric, who was driving. His hand spidered over hers and he squeezed reassuringly.

"All wil be explained once we arrive in Austin. As king, Roderick Delgado is not allowed to leave his post unless it is for something magnanimously important. He'll be there and everything will be explained." Godric said.

"Well, I don't care what Roderick says. I plan to kill him for killing my mother." Galen replied thoughtfully.

Godric gave her a curious look. "Galen, the punishment for regicide is to either meet the sun or meet a stake! You cannot kill Roderick!"

"Well, I guess I'll just meet the sun, then, Godric. I am entirely alright with that."

Godric stopped the car. Galen frowned upon seeing a sign in the distance that said they were near the town on Belton, Texas between Dallas and Austin. Population 18, 216. Small but big.

"Galen, as a two thousand year old vampire I am expected to have a rather smart progeny! As your maker, I command you not to kill Roderick Delgado!" Godric practically yelled.

"Whatever."

"Galen, you cannot embarass me like this! Do you know how it would look for a vampire my age to have a progeny that-"

"Godric, stop." Isabel interjected then.

Galen smirked darkly. "No, let him continue," She cocked her head to the side. "Looks like he has some things he really wants to say!"

Isabel gave Godric a warning look to which he ignored. Galen continued glaring holes in his foreheead. Godric sighed.

"I don't want you doing anything irrational, Galen. I care about you too much to let you." he saud softly.

Galen rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I'll try my hardest not to be the dumb and embarassing progeny I happen to be to you." she said emptily, her voice cold and fake.

Truth be told, it stung like hell what Godric said to Galen. It made her heart twist and as she bit back ruby red tears, she said so softly that Godric almost didn't hear, "I wish I'd just died." And with that, she shoved the car door open and was gone in a flash.

Isabel glared at Godric. "That was entirely out of line." Then, she too was gone.

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Austin was extremely unfamilar to Galen. She had never been to this city before and knew nothing of it. She didn't even know the first thing about where to find Roderick's palace. Sighing, she wiped the tears from her eyes and continued walking.

Then, she spotted a large building that looked similar to the vapital building in the middle of Austin. The smell of other vampires assaulted her nostrils and she knew she was in the right place. Weres guarded all the entrances and Galen frowned upon not seeing a possible entrance for her to go through.

"You don't have to kill him." a soft voice said.

Galen spun around and saw Isabel standing there. She had never been so glad to see her and enveloped her in a tight hug. Isabel's hand moved in reassuring circles as Galen cried into her shoulder.

"It's alright. We'll find a way through this, Galen. You'll see." Isabel told her.

Sighing, Galen pulled away from her and wiped her eyes again. "Sorry about your shirt."

Isabel smiled at her. "It's fine," she said. "But seeing as its nearly dawn, we need to find a hotel to check into."

Galen nodded and began walking with Isabel into downtown Austin. They found a nice, vampire friendly hotel called Luna Verde Inn. It looked warm and welcoming and Galen sighed in content once they got themselves a room.

"Where...where is Godric? Did he go back to Dallas?" Galen asked hesitantly. She was still majorly pissed at Godric, but it didn't mean she didn't care about his wellbeing.

"Of course, not! He's in the room right next to us!" Isabel answered as she got undressed. She stood in front of the full length mirror and brushed her hair slowly.

Galen tried not to look at Isabel's body, but it was hard not to. Isabel had a bigger chest than Galen would ever dream of having. Her stomach was flat and muscular. Her legs were thin and toned. Galen found herself feeling self conscious just looking at her. She began to wonder if she and Godric had ever been together.

"Oh." Galen said quietly.

Isabel continued brushing her hair as Galen stared up at the ceiling. She wondered if maybe Godric really did regret turning her. She wondered if he regretted getting her that cab the night they met. She wondered if she even wanted to stay with Godric.

"He loves you, Galen. I know he does." Isabel said thoughtfully, breaking the silence.

"You can love someone till you're blue in the face, Isa. Doesn't mean they won't hurt you." Galen replied, finally looking over at her.

"He just doesn't want you to get out of control. He cares a lot for you."

"Well, maybe he should start acting like it. How exactly would he feel if his mother got murdered? He'd want to rip someone's throat out, too! He just doesn't fucking understand." Galen replied, her voice rising more and more.

"His mother was murdered." Isabel answered quietly.

Galen stopped mid-rant and sat there stunned. "What? By who?"

"Appius killed her right in front of Godric. Broke her neck."

There was no way for Galen to absorb this, however. She was simply stunned. What could she possibly say to this? Godric had understood her pain perfectly. Now she felt guilty for flipping on him, but his comment about her not being smart and embarassing him really stung.

It stung like hell.

But she still felt guilty.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Isabel asked.

"It's me," Godric's voice said from the other side. "Galen, I need to talk to you."

A/N: Well, what did you think? I loved writing this and I'm excited to write the next chapter :) 8 more days till True Blood Season 4! Who's excited? Leave reviews!