Chapter Twelve:

I was shaking as Godric set me down on my unsteady legs in my apartment. I clutched tightly to his arms, knowing that I would fall if I tried to stand alone. He began unbuttoning my jacket, sliding the material over my shoulders and down my arms until it was tossed over the back of the couch. He knelt down before me, my hands falling to his shoulders and grasping onto them just as tightly as I had held onto his arms. He didn't seem to mind as he gently lifted each foot, taking off my snowy boots. Tears were still sliding down my cheeks as Godric stood, his arms wrapping around me and tugging me against him. I was trembling in his arms, just wanting to feel him, all of him instead of that touch of death that still brushed my skin, that still crawled inside of me.

A whimper escaped my lips and I clung to Godric like my life depended on it.

"What can I do?" he asked in a whisper, stroking my hair. "What do you need me to do for you?"

"I-it feels like they're inside of me." I shook against him. "It feels like they're touching me. Like they're latched onto me and won't let me go."

"How can I help you?" He cupped my cheek, brushing away the tears that he could. "Tell me what I can do and I'll do it."

"I don't...I don't want to feel this anymore. Make it go away, please? Please just make it all go away." my bottom lip quivered as I stared up into those sea coloured orbs. "I feel cold. I...I feel like death is clinging to me. Make it stop, Godric. Please I beg of you, make it stop."

"Shh." He hugged me to him, my hands grasping onto his thin grey sweater as my tears soaked the fabric. I felt the vampire lift me up into his arms for a second time that night, carrying me through the apartment and into my bedroom. He tried to set me on my bed, as if the mounds of pillows and the familiar warmth would be enough. But I refused to let go of him. I refused to let him stand as he laid me on the bed. "Savannah..."

"Please stay." I stared up at him with watery round eyes. "I don't want to be alone. It feels better with you. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't...it doesn't feel as suffocating."

"I can't give you the warmth you seek. I'm cold, Savannah. I'm death. I won't do you any good." He caressed my cheek with the backs of his fingers.

But what he didn't understand was at that moment, his touches were warm, they were more comforting than anything I had ever felt before in my life. I wasn't sure if it was the blood bond we shared, or the fact that the power inside of me responded to him and to only him in a way that I couldn't understand. Maybe it was a bit of both. Either way, I didn't want Godric to leave. He was the only one who I wanted to be with now. His arms were the only ones I wanted wrapped around me as he kept me warm, as he reminded me of life instead of the dead that had spoken to me tonight. I never wanted to remember those voices. I never wanted to remember what I had seen. But it was imbedded inside of me, and I knew I wouldn't forget for a very long time. This night would haunt me for many nights in the future. How could it not?

"Please." I pleaded with him. "Please don't leave me alone. I need you. Please."

He must have taken pity on me because he nodded. I shifted over on the bed and waited for him to join me. He was hesitant at first, a frown settled on his lips. I was almost afraid he was going to just leave instead. But after a few moments, an inner battle raging inside of Godric, the vampire sighed and slid onto the bed beside me. He rested his back against the many pillows on the bed and I immediately curled up at his side, laying my cheek against his chest, my arm sliding around his stomach, holding onto him as if I was afraid he would just disappear. It took another moment for Godric to grow comfortable before his own arm wrapped around my back, his other hand clasping mine, our fingers intertwining. I sighed in content, my eyes fluttering close as I let the warmth wash over us.

"It feels as if our life forces are joining." Godric whispered, the power flowing between us. The beast roared to the front, but behaved itself as it curled around Godric, much like I had. Godric had felt the sudden intrusion of my power, but remained in his spot as his hold tightened around me. He was becoming used to the new feelings, the new sensations. I wasn't sure if I would ever get used to it though.

I tried not to let my mind wander as we sat there with one another. It was hard not to think back to the cemetery. Those voices, I could still faintly hear them in my head, as if they had followed me home. And they had. Their invisible hands were still grasping onto every available limb they could reach. I could feel their death, their pleas crawling underneath my skin, my blood turning ice cold. I started to shiver as Godric lifted a blanket over my form in an attempt to keep me warm. But it didn't help. It couldn't. I wasn't sure if this icy chill would ever leave my body. I felt like I had been touched by death himself tonight, and that was a feeling I just couldn't get rid of.

Godric helped though. His body started to warm mine, though it made no sense to either of us as he was a vampire, he too was dead and ice cold. But tonight, it was as if he was human, and maybe even a bit better. Our bond was explored as I cuddled against Godric, who seemed to grow more comfortable as time wore on. I wasn't sure how long we lasted on that bed, sleep tugging at my consciousness every so often. I would drift in and out of sleep, sometimes waking up in fright from the nightmare of that wooded scenery, that little boy's frightened dead face staring up at me. But other times, I just swam in a sea much like the colour of Godric's eyes, peacefulness and warmth overcoming me. Before long, that feeling began to sweep through my entire being to the point that death's touch could no longer affect me.

"I never asked you if either of the vampires that had attacked you was the vampire you were worried about." Godric was the one to break the silence.

I glanced up at him, my eyes opening lazily as I stared into those lovely eyes. "No, that just would have been too easy."

"Are you certain you won't tell me who this vampire is? I can protect you." His arms tightened around me protectively. "I wasn't able to protect you that night, and perhaps I never should have taken you to the cemetery tonight, but I can try to protect you from this other vampire."

"I don't think you can." I sighed heavily, thinking about Eric for the first time since I had been attacked. With nearly dying at the hands of those vampires, only to be saved by Godric, then to nearly die once again by merely kissing the vampire, and then with what happened tonight in the cemetery, I hadn't had a moment to just stop and think about the blonde vampire. And I found that I liked that. Because when all I could think about was Eric, that's when I was worried about his impending visit. But for right now, all I wanted to think about was Godric, not what would happen in the future.

"I can try."

"I know you will." I couldn't help but smile. "I just don't want you to get hurt or do anything you might regret because of me. I'm not all that special, minus the whole hearing dead people thing. And that's not exactly special as it is freaky."

"You are more special than you give yourself credit for." He cupped my cheek, dipping his lips down until they were ghosting over mine. I knew what he was thinking. I saw it in those orbs that he wanted to kiss me but he was hesitant. Neither of us knew what would happen if we tried that again. Would I breathe life back into Godric? Would I nearly die? Was it just a onetime thing, or would I have to work on it? I should have been more worried about whether or not I should be freaking out over the fact that he did want to kiss me, not over the fact that I might die if he did. Normal girls didn't worry about these things.

But it was apparent now more than ever that I was no longer just a normal girl.

I just didn't know what the hell I was, what I was capable of.

"You'll help me, right?" I asked softly, searching his eyes for the answers I sought. "You'll help me figure this all out, won't you?"

"Of course I will." He nodded in assurance, his lips moving to my cheek, brushing against the tear stained skin before rising to meet my forehead. "I don't know what it is about you, Savannah, but I can't even think about keeping away from you, even if it would be safer for you."

"I'm one big mystery, remember."

"That you are, my little one, that you are."

Silence crept over us again. There was just no need to speak. Everything that needed to be said, had been. I was perfectly content with just lying in Godric's arms for the rest of the night until he would have to leave. I knew the hours were slowly ticking down to dawn when he would have to leave me. And I knew that the moment he was out of the front door, I would be lost in my own thoughts, in the nightmares Godric had tried to battle away. Because no matter what I did, I just couldn't rid myself of the memories of earlier.

I wasn't sure how long we had laid there when the phone in the kitchen began to ring. I grumbled, my hold on the vampire tightening as I was pulled from a dazed sleep.

"Let it ring." I mumbled, not wanting Godric to move.

"Are you sure? I can answer it for you." He offered, already beginning to move himself off of the bed.

A thought crossed my mind. What if it was Eric again? I knew it could have been anyone. My mom had odd hours, and she knew I stayed up half the night when I was studying. It could have been Sarah, or any of my study group members. But the latter seemed unlikely as they usually called my cell phone. So yes, it could have been anyone. But it also could have been Eric. And then what would have happened? I was trying to keep Eric's identity a secret because I wasn't sure yet what Godric would do once he knew who the vampire was that had claimed me. I didn't want Godric to be thrown into this mess too. He was already tangled in my complicated life. Being able to hear dead people and nearly dying from his kiss, that should have scared the vampire off. But it hadn't. And I wanted to keep it that way.

So to Godric's surprise, before the phone could even hit its third ring, I scrambled off the bed and dived out of the room.

"Savannah?" he called after me.

I grabbed onto the phone before it could click over to the answering machine, holding my hand over the receiver as I shouted back to the vampire.

"Sorry, I...ah...I forgot I was waiting for a call."

"At 2:30 in the morning?" he sounded sceptical as he appeared in the bedroom doorway.

"My mom is a nurse at a hospital, she works wonky hours." I shrugged, shooing the vampire back into the room. "I'll only be a minute."

Godric raised an eyebrow but nodded, slipping back into the room. I sighed in relief as I slowly began raising the phone to my ear, hoping to god it really was just my mom.

Apparently God was angry with me about something, because it wasn't my mom at all.

Maybe it had something to do with the whole, communicating with the dead thing. Something about that did scream God friendly at all.

"Hello Savannah." Eric's voice was just as velvety smooth as I remembered it to be. I shuddered, leaning against the counter in the kitchen as my knees nearly buckled. Hundreds of miles away, and even with another vampire currently in my bed, and I was still acting like an obsessed fan girl. I know that kiss was good, but was it really that good?

Yes. Yes it was.

Damn.

"What do you want?" I asked as quietly as I could.

"I've been trying to call you, Savannah." I could hear the amusement in his voice. "Someone has been avoiding my calls."

"Some would take that as a hint." I kept my gaze trained on the bedroom, just in case Godric popped his head back into the room. He was a vampire, which meant he could hear everything, right? Just in case, I turned the tap on in the kitchen sink. It would drown out a little bit, but if Godric was really straining to hear the phone conversation, then he would. But he didn't seem like someone who would eavesdrop like that. Eric on the other hand, god knows he probably would have. Just another reason why my heart should choose Godric. And yet it still thumped in my chest like Eric was before me in the flesh.

"You can't escape me that easily, Savannah." My name seemed to just roll off his tongue.

"Apparently I can." I gripped onto the phone tightly, afraid that it would just slip from my grasps. Even through the phone, Eric could affect me. I hated him for that. I hated him for making me momentarily forget about tonight better than even the few hours with Godric had. Of course, these few short minutes were spent with my anger battling my confusing feelings. But still.

"For now, but soon we'll see one another again."

"What do you mean? Enough of the games, please." I sighed, lifting a hand to lay over my heart, as if it could slow down my racing organ. But it couldn't. Part of me felt excited at the prospect of seeing Eric again, of being able to stare into those vibrant blue eyes, to feel that kiss for a second time. But the other part of me was afraid, afraid of what might happen if he really did show up. Once he realized what had happened to me in the last few months, his intrigue was only going to grow. And that wouldn't end well at all. I wasn't sure how far this claim he had on me could go, but I wasn't so sure I wanted to test it out.

"I'll see you soon, Savannah. When you least expect my arrival, I'll show myself to you."

"I don't want to see you again." I wasn't sure if I was trying to reassure me or Eric.

"You and I both know that's not true." His voice lowered seductively. "I can practically taste your heartbeat, even from this distance. You desire me just as much now as you did when you were last in my arms. We will be together again, Savannah, mark my words. You are mine, and that will not change. You tried to run from me once, my little minx, but I won't let you slip away from me again."

Before I could even argue, the line went dead. I cursed, not bothering to keep quiet any longer and smashed the phone down in its rightful place.

"What's wrong?"

I jumped, yelping as I twisted around to find Godric standing there with a frown on his face. "Don't do that Godric!"

"You're upset." He raised a hand to cup my cheek.

I shook my head however and reached over to the sink to turn the tap off. I went to brush passed the vampire, but he grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me to a stop beside him. I tried to pull out of his touch, but he instead wrapped his arms around me, refusing to let me go. I sighed heavily after a moment, letting the beast inside of me curl up comfortably against Godric, enjoying the warmth he supplied us. I couldn't fight these arms for long, and came to rest my cheek on his chest, my own arms wrapping around him.

"What's wrong? Who were you speaking to that caused you to grow so angry?" he questioned.

"No one." I shook my head.

"Savannah, you forget that I can feel all that you do." He reminded me. "Tell me what's wrong."

"It was..." I hesitated, not sure what to do. "It was just my mom, that's all."

"I don't believe that."

"Well it's the truth." I shrugged, the moment passing and my arms fell back down to my side. "I have no reason to lie to you, Godric."

"Except you are." he hooked a finger under my chin, forcing my gaze upwards to meet his. "I just can't figure out why."

"I'm not lying."

"I can taste your lies on my lips, Savannah."

"Well then stop being all..." I waved my hand at him. "Vampirey and then you won't."

He almost chuckled but didn't. Instead, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was trying to understand the mystery, to delve into my soul and understand who I was. "It wasn't your mother you were speaking to."

"How do you know it wasn't?" I wrapped my arms around myself. "Were you listening in on my conversation?"

"I couldn't hear what was being said, I couldn't make out the voice on the other end. But the way you were speaking, the anger you were feeling, I doubt it was your mother you were speaking with." He shook his head. "Why won't you tell me the truth?"

"Because it has nothing to do with you Godric." I wasn't sure why I didn't just tell him the truth. He had already offered to help me. But Godric had already told me that I was beyond help. Eric had claimed me, and there wasn't a way around that, even if Godric tried. Short of death, Eric was able to pop up whenever he liked and I couldn't do a damn thing to stop him. So I was a little grumpy, I was a little annoyed and frustrated, and I damn well hated my body for tightening at the mere thought of that blonde vampire.

"It was that vampire, wasn't it?" his sea coloured eyes darkened. "That was who called, wasn't it, Savannah."

"Even if it was..."

"It was." Something on my face must have given me away because his frown deepened. "Why won't you just let me help you Savannah?"

"You said it yourself that there's nothing that can be done. He claimed me, though I still don't completely understand that. You can't do anything, Godric."

"I can try."

"I don't want you to get in trouble for just trying to protect me when it's impossible." I sighed, not liking where this conversation was going. The last time we had this conversation seriously I had stormed out of my own apartment angry and ended up nearly getting myself killed. I honestly didn't want a repeat of that. After the night I've had, after the few nights I've had, I just wanted to go back to curling up in bed with Godric at my side. I wanted to feel comforted and safe, I didn't want to talk about Eric again, I didn't want to even think his name.

"Let me decide when it's appropriate or not to act rashly." His expression hardened. "Tell me who this vampire is, Savannah. I can help you."

"No."

"Stop being so stubborn."

"I like being stubborn."

"Savannah..."

"I'm a stubborn person, Godric. If you're going to stick around, then you're going to have to deal with that." I shrugged and turned around, hell bent on going back to the bedroom. Maybe once we were back on the bed everything would just melt away. Except, halfway to my bedroom, I realized that while I heard Godric's footsteps behind me, he wasn't necessarily following me. I frowned as I turned to find Godric beginning towards the door. "Where are you going?"

Godric stopped, sighing as he raised a hand to rub his forehead as if a headache was forming. Except he was a vampire and couldn't get a headache. "I'm trying to protect you, Savannah. I can't do that if you won't let me. You're too stubborn for your own good."

"I'm an independent person. I don't need some vampire to come along and protect me." I argued. "I did just fine when I first met him."

"And now he's threatening you." Godric twisted around, anger mixed with annoyance seeping into those orbs I loved to just get lost in. "He's angering you. But worst of all, you're desiring this vampire, and there's nothing you're allowing me to do to stop it."

I was shocked by his statement, and I think Godric was a little himself. I was more shocked however, when he just shook his head and turned back around. He was halfway out of the door when he glanced over his shoulder at me.

"Please don't go." I asked in a soft voice.

"Dawn is approaching." His voice was strained.

"Not for a couple of hours." I stepped forward. "Please Godric, please stay."

He shook his head. "I can't, Savannah. I'm an old vampire. I've roamed this earth for two thousand years. I've learned patience; I've learned to subdue my anger and frustrations. I've learned to desire from afar, to want but not take. With you, however, I just want all of you. I don't wish to tip toe around another vampire. I could protect you, if you allowed it, but you won't. I could be enough for you; I could hold you like I had only moments ago. But I fear that's not enough for you."

"Godric..." this was sounding a whole lot like a break up. And we weren't even together. Not if you counted a couple of kisses that nearly killed me.

"I just need time to think, Savannah."

And just like that, he was gone.

Just like that, I was alone and wishing I had either of my vampires here with me, not caring whether he was a blonde or brunette.

When in the world had I started to consider Godric as mine?

What was more troubling though, was that I thought of Eric as mine.

A week.

A week had gone by and Godric hadn't shown up, he hadn't appeared, he hadn't made it known that he was even still alive.

And I was furious.

But even worse, and I never thought I would become this girl, but I felt heartbroken.

I had let myself fall for this vampire, let him comfort me in ways that no one ever had before, and then he just leaves because of a little argument. If he had just let it go, if he just let me be stubborn, maybe things would be just fine and dandy right now. But then again, if I had just told him instead of fearing the outcome, if I had just told him instead of my body tightening, my desire growing for that damn blonde vampire, then none of this would have happened. Godric would have still been around and I wouldn't be moping.

Because I was officially moping.

I hardly concentrated on school, and I was just glad I had gotten to the point that even if I did horribly on my final exams, I would still graduate with passing grades. But I didn't just want passing grades, that hadn't been the goal I had set for myself since stepping onto campus nearly four years ago. I was supposed to graduate with honours. I was supposed to graduate at the top of my class. I was supposed to leave here and go to the internship that I had won last year, with the promise of future employment. I could do that if I was sitting around moping over a vampire that I had only kissed twice, with dire consequences, and barely even knew.

But that was a lie. I did know Godric. And he knew me better than anyone. So he should have known I was a stubborn, hard headed girl. But still, Godric was gone, and I wasn't sure if I would ever see him again. It was different when he left the last time. He had vampire business and we had known each other for only a week. He had no reason to stick around. But after everything that had happened lately, I thought we had grown closer. After what he admitted right before leaving, I thought there could have been something there. But I'd never know now.

I was sitting on the ground, my back leaning against the couch as I lost myself in my thoughts. My schoolwork was laid out on the coffee table in front of me, but I hardly gave the texts and notebooks a second glance. I tapped my knees to the beat of the music, the ear buds stuck in my ear as the music floated through the wires from my MP3 player. I needed music to try and clear up my scattered thoughts. There was just something about blasting loud music, nearly killing my eardrums, that set everything in perspective.

I was so lost in my thoughts, nearly deaf from the music, that I never heard the knocks on the front door, I never heard the door opening, and I hadn't even noticed there was a figure standing over me until one of the ear buds was pulled from my ear. I let out an ear piercing scream as I scrambled onto my feet, my eyes darting around widely until they fell on Godric standing beside the couch.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I threw my hands up into the air, pulling the other ear bud out and all but throwing the MP3 player down onto the ground in frustration. "You can't just sneak up on people like that!"

"I knocked and you never answered. I knew you were home and was worried." Godric answered simply.

"Did it feel like anything was wrong?" I crossed my arms stubbornly, my eyes narrowing. My heart was still racing in my chest, and I hated to admit it, but Godric had scared me. I thought I had locked the door once I came home earlier, but I guess I hadn't. A serial killer could have walked right in and I never would have known until he had me chopped up into tiny pieces. That thought wasn't comforting at all.

"No." Godric frowned.

"Then maybe that was a sign for you not to come waltzing in and scare the hell out of me!"

"I'm sorry." He looked around, as if expecting some big bad to come jumping out. But I was alone, as far as I knew. Apparently the boogeyman could have been walking around and I never would have noticed. "I was just..."

"You were just what, Godric? Being an asshole?" I started the vampire by saying. I was having an attitude, I knew that. But he took off for an entire week, not giving me any sign that he might ever return. He couldn't just show up and expect me not to be furious with him. You didn't just disappear after having an argument. You were supposed to storm off and then come back the next day and apologize or at least work it out. Disappearing wasn't part of the deal.

"You're upset." He sighed.

"Of course I'm upset!" My fingernails were digging into my arms as I kept them crossed. I knew that if I didn't keep my hands busy they'd be flying all over the place. The pain even kept me rooted to the spot so I wouldn't fly off the handle. I wanted to. Hell, the beast inside of me felt like it was ripping right through me as if it could just materialize and do the same to Godric. I clenched my teeth together as the pain swept through me for only a brief moment before passing. I silently called the beast back, pleading for it to calm down. I was surprised when it listened. It bowed it's head, it's metaphysical eyes glowering in Godric's direction as it rested inside of me, ready to leap back to attention if need be. I shook my head, still not understanding what was happening inside of me. But I didn't want to focus on that right now. "How can you expect me not to be upset?"

"I told you I needed to think." He defended.

"A week? You needed a week to think?" I shook my head. "I thought you had left. I thought you weren't coming back. I've been moping Godric, and I just don't mope. So thanks a fucking lot for that!"

Godric stared at me for the longest time before his lips began to twitch upwards. My eyes narrowed into slits at the look on his face.

"I'm glad you're so amused, Godric. But in case you didn't get the memo, I'm a little pissed right now."

"I can see that." he began around the couch, closing the distance between us.

"I'm like really pissed. I think you should go." I began backing away from the vampire. When he wouldn't stop walking towards me I scoffed and twisted around to begin towards my room. I was stubborn and wasn't about to back down and let Godric win. I was winning right now and if he got any closer then I was going to lose miserably. Because once he warped me in those arms of his, I would be utterly consumed by Godric, and I wouldn't mind one bit.

It wasn't until we reached my room that Godric reached towards me, grabbing my arm and twisted me around. I frowned and swatted at his arm.

"Let me go, Godric." I grumbled.

"I'm sorry for upsetting you. I'm sorry for hurting you." He drew me closer, tugging me against him.

"No." I shook my head furiously, though my facade was already beginning to slip away. Damn him. "I'm angry with you Godric. You just left. You walked away when you weren't happy about something and just left me alone to think that I might never see you again. I hate you for that, Godric. I hate you for it."

"I know, and I'm sorry." He murmured.

"No, you don't get to be sorry. You can just leave." I tried to push at his chest, but he wouldn't budge an inch. I knew I could make this a whole lot easier and rescind my invitation, but I knew a part of me didn't want him to leave. My beast surely didn't. It apparently forgave better than I did. So did my body. It began to relax in Godric's arms as he wrapped his limbs around me, pulling me against his chest. "Stop it. I'm mad at you. I'm really really..."

I never got the chance to finish however, as Godric's lips came crashing down against mine. I froze, my body falling perfectly still as my eyes grew as wide as saucers. Godric was kissing me. Godric and his perfectly soft lips were kissing me. I should have been happy. I should have been elated because ever since he had last kissed me, that's all I had wanted. But I wasn't happy, not one bit. Because I damn well didn't want to die and survey says that will more than likely happen for some god forsaken reason. So I freaked out. I shoved at his chest, fought against his arms, anything to pull away from him. Godric must have felt my panic because he drew away from me seconds later, confusion set in his eyes, though a small smile was playing at his lips.

"What the hell was that!" I raised my hand to slap him, only to think twice about it because I knew I would only end up hurting myself. I let out a string of curses and slapped his chest instead. "You know what happened the last time we kissed! Just because I want you to kiss me, it doesn't mean that we can! I'm going to die now, Godric! Thanks a whole bunch!"

"Savannah..."

"No, you idiot! You can't just walk away! You can't do that! I friggin hear dead people, Godric. I hear dead people and I have this raging power inside of me that I don't understand. And I friggin nearly die when I'm kissed. You can't just walk away from me when you're the only one who understands, who I can turn to. You just can't!" I was in hysterics as I just kept hitting his chest, one fist after another. Godric just stood there, taking the hits, probably not feeling more than a mere tickle. I don't know why I was doing it. It wasn't getting me anywhere. It didn't hurt him, and actually, it was beginning to hurt my hands to continuously hit a rock hard chest. "You can't kiss me, Godric. Not when everything is so confusing. Not after you walked away. Not when you know that I can..."

"Savannah you're perfectly..."

"You can't do this to me Godric! I'm an emotionally unstable woman! You can't mess with my feelings like this. I'm human, Godric, I'm human god damn it!"

I risked staring up into those sea coloured orbs and all I found was amusement. He was trying not to laugh. That spark had returned to his eyes and any other time I would have been happy about that.

"Savannah you're not dying." He tried to reason with me.

But I didn't seem to hear him at all. Maybe I should have. Or maybe I should have realized that the minutes were beginning to pass and I felt perfectly normal. It wasn't until Godric's lips came crashing back down onto mine that I realized I wasn't dying, that the life hadn't been sucked out of me. I was left speechless as Godric kissed me, as his tongue swept across my bottom lip, causing a moan to escape my lips. It only took another moment, however, before I responded. My hands raised, one hand wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer, while the other ran through his short hair, loving how silky smooth his brown locks were. Godric's arms wrapped around my waist, his one hand toying with the ends of my hair while the other pressed against the small of my back, grinding me against him.

"...how...why...I don't..." I tried to gasp out a full sentence as Godric began trailing his kisses across my jaw and down my bare neck. My hair was pulled into a low ponytail, giving him perfect access to my pulsing vein.

"For once, my dear Savannah, stop talking." His tongue flicked out, licking up the length of my neck and causing me to squirm against him in delight.

I've had boyfriends, I've fooled around, hell I wasn't even a virgin. I wasn't miss innocent, not like everyone thought I was. I had my experiences with the opposite gender; I just chose to concentrate on school instead of having unneeded drama in my life. But with Godric, all thoughts of school just drifted away. I didn't care about my finals, about graduation. I didn't care about my future or my goals. I didn't care about anything other than this vampire. He was all I was focused on, all I cared about at that moment in time. I could figure everything out at a later time. When I didn't have a vampire currently nipping at my neck. His fangs had yet to extend, and I was glad. I wasn't afraid of Godric hurting me. But I was different; even I understood that now. I didn't want to tempt fate, so to speak.

But Godric was a good vampire. He was two thousand years old; he must have learned control along the way.

He also must have learned the art of seduction, because he seemed pretty damn spectacular at that.

I was gasping for air as Godric lifted me up, my legs curling around his waist. I could feel his arousal growing in his thin linen pants and another moan emitted from my lips. I grinded my hips into his, a grunt sounded from the vampire as he bit down with his normal set of teeth just hard enough for a small cry to sound. I felt my back hit the bed, Godric hovering over me as he licked at the few drops of blood he drew. His hands began to roam over my arms, down my side, and to where my oversized t-shirt met with my sweatpants. He toyed with the hem of my shirt before dipping his hands underneath the fabric, his fingers touching my bare skin. The beast roared then, purring as pleasure swept through me, through us. He should have felt icy cold, but instead, warmth swept through me as if it were the middle of summer.

"Godric..." I moaned out breathlessly.

In that moment, I wanted him. At that moment I didn't care about my own morals or anything else for that matter. I just wanted to touch him, to feel all of him against me, for him to be inside of me entirely.

Maybe it was the embarrassment of those thoughts that had pulled me back down into my own body from the high bliss I had floated to. But as Godric's fingers lightly teased my breasts through my bra, reality began to sink in. Did I really want to sleep with Godric, to go all the way with this vampire? The answer to that was yes yes, and even more yes. There was no question about it that I wanted him. But that was just it. I wanted him to kiss me for the first time too, and that had nearly ended in my death. What would happen if we had sex, if his body rocked against mine? Would it be eternal bliss? Or would I be gasping for air, my organs shutting down once again?

I wasn't so sure I could take that risk. At least not yet. At least not until we knew what I was, how I could control what was inside of me.

"Godric." I laid my hands against his chest, pushing at him slightly. "Stop."

I hadn't realized his fangs had even extended until I heard the distinctive click and he rose to look down at me, the fangs disappearing completely. He must have felt the panic and fear surging through me because his hand left my breasts, though I felt empty and saddened without his intimate touch.

"Are you a..." he started to say.

"I'm not a virgin, no." I shook my head, sighing as my eyes closed. I wish it was just that simple. "But I'm...I'm scared."

"Of being with a vampire." Godric was mixing the signals all wrong.

He began to move off of me, now standing beside the bed. His forehead wrinkled as he stared down at my dishevelled form, frowning before he began to turn away.

"That's not it at all." I grabbed at his arm as I sat up, tugging him back towards me. He came to a stop between my legs, and I found that I liked him nestled there, I liked having him close to me. I felt warmed by his presence. I felt pleasure by just staring up into those gorgeous eyes of his. I've never felt like this before. Eric may be close, but I hadn't gotten to know him like I had Godric, we hadn't gotten this close before I ran away. I felt connected to Godric, and that had started long before we were bonded by blood. There was something about this vampire that I longed for, that I desired. It was more than just sex though. I wanted everything he could offer me. I wanted to be his; I wanted to be at his side at all times. I wanted to love him, and I wanted him to love me.

"I would never hurt you." He caressed my cheek, a sad look on his face. "I promise you that, Savannah."

"I know you won't." I offered him a smile. "But...I'm just scared that..."

"You want this other vampire, don't you." He seemed even sadder at this thought.

"No." I shook my head. "I will admit that I'm attracted to him. And maybe I'm even a little drawn to him and I wouldn't mind a repeat of that kiss we had. But...I feel the same with you, Godric. I'm attracted to you. I'm drawn to you more than I've ever been drawn to someone in my entire life. I want you Godric, I honestly do. I'm just scared that...what if it happens again?"

Godric seemed to realize my fear finally, and the look on his face broke my heart. He came to sit beside me on the bed, his hand slipping through mine as our fingers intertwined.

"You're scared that the same will happen as when we kissed for the first time."

I nodded, looking down at my lap. "I don't know why it happened. I don't know how it stopped. I don't even know why this time it was different."

"You're powers are growing stronger every single day. It seems more is being unleashed, unlocked inside of you. It could have been because you were attacked, your defences could have been up. Or..."

"Or it could just be some freaky thing that we can't explain and we won't know for sure what will happen if we...well you know." I sighed heavily, raising my gaze to meet his. "Believe me Godric, I want to. I want to rip your clothes off, for you to consume me. You have no idea how much I want that. Then again, I'm sure you do because you can feel it. But we don't know what could happen. We don't even know what I am, what any of this is."

"I was foolish to not think of this." Godric shook his head, ashamed of himself. "I should have thought of the consequences of us getting closer. You nearly died when we kissed the first time. I should have had better control."

"You might be two thousand years old, Godric, but you're still a man, you still have needs and urges." I chuckled, squeezing his hand as I found myself lost in those eyes of his. "I think we need to work on figuring out what I am before we can go any further. Once we know what I am, or at least how I can control what's inside of me, then maybe we can give this another shot."

"I don't want to push you. I've been around for many centuries, Savannah. I've learned patience." He tucked a strand of my hair behind an ear.

"I'm a twenty one year old, I haven't learned patience at all." I grinned at the vampire.

"Then we'll search for whatever it is that we're looking for." He nodded in agreement. "And we'll do it quickly."

"Good, because I'm not so sure I can stop myself from jumping you for too much longer."

A/N: boo, I'm horrible, they were so close to doing the nasty and I stop them lol. and Eric makes an appearance...sort of. He'll be popping back into the story full time and in the flesh very shortly. and then things really get crazy. the scene I have planned for when Eric and Godric realize what's happened is the scene that prompted me to write this fic, so I'm super excited for it. This will probably be the last chapter till at least Tuesday. I'm going away for the weekend, getting my fill of Nascar, and I'll most likely come home with a ton of inspiration. something about not being able to write just makes me want to do it even more lol.