Just A Kiss

by Xtyne

"It all started with a kiss." Savannah Kingsley never expected to fall in love. She certainly never expected to fall in love twice and at the same time. But with the threat of witches, new secrets begin to arise, threatening to tear everyone apart.

17. Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen:

Godric forced Eric out of the office at my insistence, though I think he was just worried that my powers would lash out at his progeny. And they would have. I could feel the beast inside of me to the point that it was almost painful. But that anger inside of me, it wasn't just aimed towards Eric, though he had been the genius to abduct a human being which in this world was considered kidnapping and illegal. But I also found myself angry with Godric. Maybe I was just turning my heartbreak into anger, but it felt better to want to slap him than to curl up in a ball and cry.

"You're angry with me." Godric sighed, leaning against the desk once we were alone in the office.

"You're progeny kidnapped me, Godric. I'm just pissed in general." I sat there on the leather couch with narrowed eyes and a frown permanently plastered across my lips. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Excuse me?" Godric raised an eyebrow.

"You were the one who thought it would be a good idea to turn that asshole into a vampire. Worst mistake ever, Godric. I mean the guy friggin kidnapped me!"

Godric shook his head, his arms crossing over his chest as he stared over at me. "Eric is known for his...erratic behaviour."

"Well maybe you should fix that."

"He's a grown man, Savannah. I can only do so much." He shrugged his shoulders.

"So, what, you're condoning the fact that he kidnapped me? I'm not a willing victim here." I threw my still tied wrists up into the air with a dark glare. "He tied me up!"

"Eric has done some very stupid things in his existence, and this is one of the worst." Godric admitted as he pushed himself away from the desk and began back over to the couch. He knelt down before me and lightly touched my wrists. I winced and pulled them away, my wrists stinging from the rope burns. "Let me untie you, Savannah."

I thought about saying no, but how else was I going to get out of this predicament? So I just sighed and nodded, letting Godric pull and tug on the ropes as he untied my wrists. It hurt, the pain shooting up my arms, and once the now bloodied rope was tossed to the ground, I whimpered at the sight of my wrists. They were bruised and battered from the rope and struggling. I could just kill Eric for this! Who the hell thinks it's a good idea to just kidnap someone? Alright, plenty of psychos, but come on! Something was just not right in that man's head. He might be a gorgeous vampire who I wouldn't mind getting down and dirty with, but he wasn't all there. Maybe he was dropped on his head as a baby a few dozen times.

"I can heal you, if you'd like." Godric offered, his fingertips lightly trailing over the wounds and causing me to flinch. I knew he meant he could give me his blood, just like the last time. I tried to think of a reason to say no, but I knew my wrists wouldn't heal anytime soon. I could go to the hospital, but I would risk seeing my mom or one of her coworkers and this was just not something I wanted to explain. So taking Godric's blood was the only way unfortunately.

"Fine."

Godric nodded as he came to sit beside me on the couch. Before I could even object, he lifted me onto his lap, my legs straddling his. The position was very sexual, and even as angry as I was over being kidnapped, I still felt my body tighten, the heat rising in between my legs. If Godric had noticed the change in me, he didn't mention it as his fangs extended with a click and he bit into his wrist. I winced for him, though I knew he would hardly feel the pain. It still looked painful, at least to a mere human.

"Drink." He offered me his bloody wrist.

I swallowed hard but nodded and gently guiding his wrist to my lips. I wasn't sure what to do, how to go about this. The last time I've been given vampire blood, I had been unconscious and it was forced down my throat. What would it taste like? Would it be horrible? Would I want to spit his blood back out? That would be offensive, but I just wasn't sure what to expect. I knew vampire blood was like a drug, that much I did know. It was the rarest, and most illegal among the street drugs. Would I find myself addicted to V if I drank Godric's blood? Then again, I had been dying when Godric had given me blood the last time, and that would require more blood than just healing a few bloody wounds on my wrists. I hadn't become addicted that time, so I wouldn't this time around, right?

"I'll have to reopen the wound soon." Godric urged, his hand stroking my hair. "Drink, Savannah, let me heal you."

I sighed as I flicked my tongue out slowly, licking up the few droplets of blood before they could fall onto our laps. I shuddered as the blood dissolved on my tongue. My eyes closed for a moment as I savoured the taste of his blood. It was sweeter than I thought it would be. It didn't taste at all like I thought his blood would taste like. That made it easier to begin sucking on his wound, licking at the blood that was produced. Another sigh sounded, but it didn't emit from my lips. My eyes flickered to Godric and I found that his orbs were closed and a peaceful expression was on the vampire's face. It was almost as if he enjoyed when I would flick my tongue into the wound and sucked out his blood as gently as I could. A soft moan escaped his lips this time and I found that the sound turned me on. I could feel the ache between my legs and I found myself grinding my hips down into his. The bulge in his pants began to grow, hitting me in the perfect spot as I began to grind myself against him. A low growl sounded from the back of his throat as his free hand gripped my hip tightly, is fingers digging into me as he directed the pace of my rocking hips. After a moment, and as the pain began to slip away, I pulled his wrist away and threw my head back, a moan leaving my own lip as my eyes fluttered close. I could feel the beast from within leaping from side to side in pure pleasure, my power mixing with his as we had this intimate moment together.

"Savannah..." he rasped out. Both of his hands were now gripping my hips as my grinding became more urgent. I wanted him. I wanted all of him inside of me. My hands even when to his pants, to try and tug them down. It was easier said than done however, as it was difficult to pull off his pants while I was on his lap. Godric must have come to his senses as I groaned in frustration and instead started to massage him through the fabric. He grabbed onto my wrists tight and tugged them away, though from his growing erection, I knew he didn't entirely want this to stop. "We need to stop, Savannah."

"Why?" I whispered, dipping my lips down until they were ghosting over Godric's. My tongue swept across his bottom lip, trying to taste as much of him as I could. "Don't stop me, Godric."

"You know why we must stop." Godric shook his head, and in a quick second, I was sitting on the couch and he was standing a good couple feet away. "This isn't the time and this isn't...this isn't entirely you."

"Of course this is me." I shook my head, pushing myself up onto my feet. I wiped away some of the blood that was staining my lips, licking it from my fingertips as I drew closer to the vampire. "I've wanted you since the night I met you."

Godric sighed and looked away almost as if he was ashamed.

"Godric?" I frowned, reaching out to him.

He shook his head however and put even more distance between us. "This is my blood talking."

"I don't think so."

"My blood it...it heightens your libido. This isn't you, not entirely."

"Why don't you let me be the judge of that?" I closed the distance between us, raising my hand to rest on his chest. "Unless you don't want me."

"You know that's not true. But you're not mine, Savannah. You're Eric's and I won't take you from him. I've caused him enough pain; I can't do this to him too." Godric stated sadly, grasping my hand and pulling it away.

"But Godric..."

"No, Savannah, we can't..."

I ignored what he was saying and instead pressed myself against him, my lips meeting his. Godric fought for a moment, though I knew he wasn't really fighting. He could send me flying across the room with a flick of his wrist. If he truly wanted me to stop, he could push me away. But he wasn't. Our lips were pressed against one another, one of my hands tangled in his short hair while the other held his neck and pulled him closer. I wasn't sure what was coming over me. Maybe it was his blood that was doing this, but it hadn't entirely changed me. I've wanted to do this, to have Godric completely. We've had multiple making out sessions and close encounters during the last little while before he had left with Eric. Maybe his blood was making feel a little bolder, but there certainly wasn't anything wrong with that.

Godric began responding back after a moment. He sighed before his swiped his tongue across my lips, asking for access. I gladly gave it to him as his hands gripped my hips, my back finding the wall after a moment. Godric grinded against me, only our clothes acting as barriers between our arousals. I would have ripped his clothes off and mine right then and there if the unexpected didn't happen.

I felt it happen again.

I felt the life being sucked right out of me. It felt like my soul, like whatever it was that kept me alive, was being pulled out of my body and into Godric. I could feel the ice cold feeling cursing through my veins as the power inside of me began growing to the point that suddenly, it was gone as it flowed into Godric. I began panicking as I began to lose the ability to breathe. I pushed at Godric's chest, but my arms felt weak and black dots began invading my vision. Godric must have known what was happening as he pulled away quickly, his eyes growing wide as I crashed down to the ground.

"It's...it's happening...again." I gasped out as I cringed, my body beginning to shake violently as my organs slowly began shutting down one by one. I felt my heart begin to slow and that's when I grew scared. I couldn't breathe whatsoever, no matter how many times I tried to gasp out for oxygen.

"What the hell is wrong with her?" Eric's voice met my ears as the door to the office came crashing open. "Why does it feel like death in here?"

"Not again." Godric ignored Eric as he knelt down beside me, his hand reaching out to me. I couldn't keep myself propped up any longer and I curled up on the floor. The shaking grew stronger and my body became ice cold, like it had just been dipped into a tub of ice. I could feel it, I could feel death all around me. It was different than when I was in the cemetery or at school. Death was just grasping at me then. But now, now death was inside of me. It was everywhere. I just wanted to be warm, I wanted to feel that spark of life, I wanted my beast to burst through me. But it no longer could.

"Godric? What's happened? What the hell is happening? Answer me!"

"She's dying." Godric explained hurriedly, lifting me up into his arms and brought me back over to the couch. My body was limp however as he pulled me back down onto his lap. His hand cupped my cheek, but my body was slumping backwards, unable to keep myself upright by myself. "Eric I need you to hold her."

"What's going on? Tell me what's going on Godric?" Eric was beside us in a flash, his arms wrapping around me to keep me from falling over.

"Her essence...it's gone." Godric tried to tell him as his eyes searched mine. I barely felt conscious though, my eyes fluttering open and close as I fought against it. "She's dying."

"Our blood?"

"It' won't help." Godric shook his head.

"Then what will?" Eric almost sounded...panicked?

"This..." Godric's lips captured mine, using his tongue to pry open my lips to allow him access. Almost as if on cue, that power, the beast, it surged right out of Godric and back into me. It filled me, cursed through my veins, fighting against death, battling against the coldness. The warmth was spreading throughout my body and I sighed into Godric's kiss. My heart began pumping faster before falling into a steady beat. My organs jumped back to life and I felt like myself again. The kiss only lasted for another few minutes before Godric pulled away, leaving me breathless but for a whole other reason. Eric's arms began to loosen around me and I slumped forward against Godric, my forehead resting on his shoulder. "Are you..."

"I'm fine." I whispered out, drawing in deep breaths as if I was afraid they were just going to be stolen again. "I'm alive."

"Would someone like to explain to me what the fuck just happened?" Eric questioned, his gaze boring right through me.

"I honestly cannot say." Godric sighed. "This has only happened once before. It's as if she breathed life into me."

"I thought I...I thought I heard your heartbeat for the quickest of seconds." I could hear the intrigue and confusion in Eric's tone. "But it's impossible, Godric."

"I've told you what Savannah was capable in the cemetery, did I not? You've felt her power yourself. She's truly remarkable."

"And she can hear you talking about her." I mumbled, exhaustion setting over me. I could have slipped off to sleep but I fought not to. I had just woken up from Eric glamouring me. That thought alone reminded me that I didn't come here on my own free will. Eric had kidnapped me and I wasn't about to forget that anytime soon.

I snapped when I felt Eric's fingertips running down my back. I flinched away from both him and Godric, scrambling off of Godric's lap despite my unsteady legs.

"Savannah, you need to rest." Godric reached out to me. "Come sit."

"No." I shook my head wildly, my hair whipping from side to side. I rubbed my wrists even though I knew they were perfectly healed and no longer hurt. "I'm not going to just sit down."

"Savannah..." he sighed.

"He kidnapped me!" I pointed at Eric accusingly.

"So?" Eric shot me a smirk, masking his confusion. There was a spark of mischief in those blue orbs and I had to scold myself for starting directing into those eyes. I couldn't let myself fall all over him. I couldn't lose myself in those beautiful...

"Oh stop it." I grumbled, glaring at the vampire.

"Stop what?" His smirk grew, sitting back on the couch with his arms stretched over the back. "What am I doing?"

"You know what you're doing." My eyes narrowed. "Stop being so...so...so god damn gorgeous."

The vampire grinned at me. "I don't think I can help that, my love."

"I'm not your anything." I wrapped my arms around myself. "You kidnapped me. That's illegal."

"You're my human." He shrugged his broad shoulders as if it didn't matter. "You belong to me."

"I don't belong to you. I don't belong to anyone besides myself."

"You're mine, Savannah." He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his bent legs. That grin was still on his face and if I wasn't so angry with him, I would have noticed the startling white teeth that I could practically see my reflection in. damn him for being hygienically beautiful. "I just took what rightfully belonged to me."

"In the real world, that's called kidnapping. I could go to the police." I pointed out threateningly.

Both vampires reacted to this. Eric was on his feet first, a growl sounding from the vampire as he narrowed his eyes, fangs retracting. Godric was up next, laying a hand on Eric's arm as he sent me a worried glance.

"You can't go to the police, Savannah."

"Why not?" I challenged him. "Kidnapping is illegal. It's a serious offence."

"Eric doesn't wish to harm you."

"But he did!" I threw my wrists out. "You may have healed me, but you saw my wrists. And don't forget the fact that he practically mind raped me!"

Godric sighed but Eric growled dangerously low.

"You will not go to the police." Eric ordered. "You're mine, Savannah. You will do as I say."

"I'm not your slave." I shot back at him. "I'm not your anything, so you should get used to hearing that."

Eric tried to step forward but Godric stopped him. "Savannah, please..."

"And you!" I turned on the shorter but much older vampire. "You need to teach your god damn progeny some friggin manners! He kidnapped me Godric! He jumped me in my apartment, my home, and kidnapped me!"

"I didn't jump you." Eric rolled his eyes. "You just weren't being attentive."

"Oh I'm sorry if I'm not scoping out my own apartment where I should feel safe."

"You should be sorry." Eric shook off Godric's hand and crossed his arms over his large chest. "You're mine, Savannah. According to vampire law, you belong to me. You're my human. That will not change."

"Not until you get bored of me. Then you'll kill me, right?"

"No one is killing anyone." Godric sent both Eric and me pointed looks. "Let's just all calm down and talk about this like civilized..."

"He's not a civilized being, Godric. Maybe we should call up Ms. Manners and see what she has to say about kidnapping a poor innocent girl." I scoffed. "I want to go home right now. Right now!"

"No." Eric growled.

"Yes!"

"You're mine."

"You can just go fuck yourself!"

"I'd rather if you were the one to..."

"Enough!" Godric roared, the look on his face darkening as Eric and I fell silent immediately. I had never heard him raise his voice before, and I could tell by the look on Eric's face that Godric didn't do so often. "Enough, both of you."

"But he..."

"He kidnapped you, I understand that Savannah, and there will be consequences for his behaviour." Godric shook his head and held his hand up to stop me.

"Godric..." Eric tried to reason.

"No Eric, you kidnapped her. What was your reasoning behind it? You're intrigued by her, I understand that, but there are better ways to go about getting to know her. Kidnapping is not one of them. Have I not taught you anything?"

"You taught me how to kill, Godric. You taught me how to manipulate to get what I want." Eric reminded him in a lowered tone. "You taught me many things, Godric."

"And I've also taught you that humans deserve more respect for this."

"What happened to you?" Eric almost looked disgusted as he looked down at his maker. "You used to have no qualms over killing a human, over manipulating the innocent."

"I'm old, Eric. I'm too old to act like a newborn." Godric sighed heavily. "I've changed, I've evolved. I thought you had too. What about that Stackhouse girl? Hasn't she..."

"Do not say her name to me." Eric snapped. "She meant nothing to me."

"She meant more to you then you might admit, Eric. Is this because she's missing? Have you taken an interest in Savannah because she's different, she's unique, just like Miss Stackhouse is?"

I looked between the two with a raised eyebrow. I seemed to have been forgotten for the moment. This could work in my advantage. If I could just slip out of the office, maybe I would be able to get out of the bar undetected and grab a cab or call Sarah to come pick me up. It was worth a try anyways. So as the two began arguing, I slowly inched towards the door.

"You cared for her and she left. You found Savannah and then she left. There's a pattern here, Eric."

"I cared about you and you left too, master." Eric spat sarcastically. "You know nothing."

"I know you better than you know yourself, my child."

"Stay out of my head, Godric. You don't know what you're...don't even think about it Savannah."

I cursed under my breath as I slowly turned and found Eric directly behind me. I yelped as he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me over to the couch, shoving me down onto it and glared so darkly I actually gulped in fright. He wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't...oh fuck it, right now, he did look like he could hurt me.

"Please just let me go." I decided to go for the pity approach. Maybe if I cried, maybe if I looked pathetic enough, they would let me go. It helped that I really truly did just want to curl up and cry. Nothing was going right these days. I wished I could have gone back in time and erased every meeting these two. I cared about Godric, and in some way, I knew I cared enough about Eric to not want to run to the police, but this was just getting to be a bit too much. I should be focusing on my future, and if nothing else, on what I was. I didn't want to deal with this drama too.

"Don't do that." Eric's voice was thick with anger as the tears began blurring my vision. "Don't cry. I can't stand human tears."

"I just want to go home." My bottom lip began to tremble as a tear slipped down my cheek. "Please."

"Eric, look what you've done." Godric sighed and sat beside me on the couch. He took my hands in his, squeezing them gently. "I'm sorry, Savannah, I'm truly sorry. I never should have attached myself to you. I never should have let myself feel anything. I'm a monster, I'm a vampire. I'm not human; I shouldn't feel these emotions, not like you do. This is all my fault. I thought I could find hope, a reason to stay. And I thought I had. But I've hurt you, I see that now. I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me before I meet the true death."

"Don't say that." I shook my head, the tears multiplying now. "Don't say things like that."

"Savannah, it's the truth."

"No it's not." I pulled myself away from him and shifted to the furthest end of the couch. "You're not a monster and I don't want you to die. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Savannah, I'm..."

"Don't say it." I tried to wipe away my tears. "Just don't say it. Let me go home. You can do that much at least."

"You're e right." Godric nodded.

"No." Eric all but stomped his foot on the ground like a little child. "I don't want her to go anywhere."

"Eric, this is her life we're talking about." Godric shook his head. "We can't just keep her here by force."

"Don't you want her here?" Eric questioned, searching for any reason to keep me here with him.

"I don't want her here against her will, no."

"Then it won't be against her will." Eric turned to stare down at me with narrowed eyes. "Will it?"

"I want to go home." I told him defiantly.

"You can stop him." Eric lowered himself down, his hands grabbing onto the couch and trapping me between him and the leather. "If you stay, you can stop him from meeting the sun."

"Eric, don't promise her things that you know I cannot keep."

"But it's true. You care for her. I may not like it, she may be my human, but you care for her. Don't tell me that you don't."

"I do. I do care for her. Which is why I won't let her stay here and make things worse. This is hard enough for her; it's hard enough for me. I can feel her pain day and night. It wakes me in the middle of the day. I cannot...I cannot cause her anymore pain. Let her get back to her life, Eric. Because this is not her life, this is not what she wants. It never was." Godric stood up, a look of pure sadness on his face as he bowed his head and began towards the door. "I'll book a plane ticket for you Savannah; you'll be home by this time tomorrow night."

"Godric..." Eric tried to stop him, but his maker had left the room before he could even finish. "Well now look at what you've done."

"You're the one that kidnapped me!" I shoved my hands at his chest. He wasn't expecting the contact and he stumbled backwards just enough to let me stand up. Eric grabbed my arm before I could move towards the door however. "Eric let me go."

"Stay." His hand tightened around my arm, the same arm that once had the now faded bruise from weeks ago. "You need to stay."

"I'm not yours. I don't want to be yours."

"Don't you understand, Savannah? Don't you feel what your body does when you're close to me? My blood may not run through your veins, not like Godric's does, but I can still taste your desire, I can still smell your lies. You're lying to yourself right now, Savannah. You want me. You want Godric. You can't just walk away and pretend neither of us exists. You just can't do that." his grasp loosened just enough that it was no longer hurting. "Don't go."

"I have to. I have a life to get back to." I shook my head but I refused to look Eric in the eye and say this. Because I knew he was true. I knew deep down inside that he was true. And I hated that. I hated him and I hated me even more.

"You can have a life here." He hooked a finger under my chin. "You can make a life here."

"I don't want that." I tried not to look up into those vibrant blue eyes that I had fallen for the first night I met this vampire. But Eric was persistent and after a few tries, I finally sighed in defeat and looked him in the eye. There wasn't any arrogance in those orbs. There wasn't a smirk plastered across those lips. He was just staring down at me as seriously as he possibly could.

"Say it to my face, Savannah. Look me in the eye and tell me that you don't feel this." He let go of my chin only to begin caressing my cheek with the backs of his fingers. I felt the power inside of myself respond to his touch, to his soft caresses. The beast purred, coiling around the vampire much like what happened in my kitchen weeks ago. Even my body seemed to melt into the vampire. Every part of me wanted him, wanted to submit to him. Every part of me except for my brain. I was independent. I had plans. That couldn't just change because of a few vampires. It couldn't.

"I-I can't do this." I shook my head. "I need to go home."

"Look me in the eye and tell me that whatever this is," he brushed his lips across my forehead, my skin tingling with power. "You don't want it, you don't like it."

"I...I..." I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to concentrate.

"We can have a life together, you and I. You can be mine. I can give you everything you've ever dreamed of." He drew even closer, his body pressing against mine. "All I ask for in return is to be able to piece together this little puzzle of yours. I know you want to know too. I know you want to know just as badly, if not more, as we do. We can help you. I can help you. All you have to do is let us."

"I have to get home." I responded barely above a whisper.

"This can be your home." He dipped his head down, his lips gliding across down my neck before resting over my pulsing vein. "We can help you. We can discover what you are. We have the resources you don't. Don't you want to know? Don't you want to learn to control this incredible power inside of you?"

"Of course I do." My voice sounded hoarse as Eric's tongue flicked out to tease me. "You...you need to stop that.

"Why? Because you enjoy it? You can have this every single night, Savannah. You can have everything you desire if you only just give yourself over to your needs, to your wants." His lips trailed up to that spot just below my ear. I moaned out as he began gently sucking on the skin there, the pleasure shooting through my body like fireworks.

"N-no." I tried to push him away, but there was no power behind my words, behind my pushes at his chest. Because I did want this, I did enjoy this. Secretly, the thought of staying here sounded wonderful. I could lose myself in the pleasure; they could help me find out what I was. But there were consequences. I had plans. I had a future and a career to get back to. But wasn't it also true that I needed to figure out what I was? I couldn't just hope I would never come across a dead body again. There were thousands of cemeteries in this country, hundreds of places dead bodies could rest unmarked. Every time I crossed the path of the dead, I'll be touched by death. And I didn't want that. I wanted to live a normal life. I may never get that opportunity again, but maybe if I could learn how to control it, then it wouldn't be much of a curse like it was now.

But that would mean that I would have to live here, that I would have to deal with Eric and Godric from this day forward. I didn't want to get even more attached to Godric than I already had when I knew he would be meeting the sun soon enough. And Eric...god knows I probably would go insane if I spent too much time around Eric.

So what did I do?

"If you won't stay for me, if you won't stay for the sheer knowledge of knowing what you are, then at least stay for him." Eric sighed, straightening and gazing down at me.

I frowned, my eyebrows furrowing together. "What?"

"Godric." Eric glanced at the now closed office door. "I saw him months ago when he returned for a week. He was more hopeful than he had been in years. He thought he had found a reason to live, and now I realize that's because of you."

"I doubt that."

"Don't doubt yourself, Savannah. You've gained the attention of two very old vampires." He began caressing my cheek again and I shuddered at how nice it felt. "You are more special than I initially thought you were. I regret not keeping you all for myself when I had the chance. But...you've given my maker hope."

"He still wants to kill himself." I reminded him, hating myself that I was learning into his touch and not away.

"You could change that. If you stayed, you could get through to him. You could give him a reason to live." Eric's hand halted on my cheek, cupping it as a look of sadness swept through those blue orbs. "I nearly lost him once, I can't lose him again."

"You really love him, don't you?" I asked softly, not sure how he would react. Eric didn't seem like the kind to admit his feelings.

"Don't use words I don't understand." He muttered, his hand falling from my cheek as he stepped away from me. He ran a hand through his slicked back blonde hair as he turned and walked around his desk and took a seat behind it.

I watched him closely, watching his attempt to mask his pain. He didn't want Godric to meet the sun just as much as I didn't. Maybe even more. Godric was everything to Eric. They may argue pettily over some girl, but the two truly did love one another like a parent and child loved each other. And it was heart warming to see vampires, these cold hearted creatures, hold such strong feelings for one another. If I was in Eric's position, I would do anything possible to keep Godric alive. But would me being here really help? And was that what I wanted? Sure I wanted Godric to live, to choose life instead of death. But what about my future? What about my life?

"I'll make a deal with you, Savannah." Eric clasped his hands together in his lap.

"What sort of deal?" I asked sceptically.

"If you stay here for the next few months, and if Godric chooses to stay rather than meet the true death, then I'll release my claim on you." I must have looked shocked because Eric chuckled. "I can be reasonable at times, Savannah. I just don' like it."

"And what if Godric does..." I trailed off, not wanting to think about it.

"Well then I can't promise you anything." Eric shrugged. "It's a good deal, Savannah, you should take it."

"What's the catch?"

"What do you mean?" that smirk began crossing his lips again.

"It's you. There has to be a catch." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Does this mean you're considering taking my deal?" he sat forward.

"I never said that. Now what's the catch?"

"There is no catch."

"I don't believe that."

"You'll be here, trying to keep my maker alive. That's all. Of course..."

"Just say it already." I glared at him.

"Of course you will still be mine. That comes with certain...advantages." his smirk widened.

"I wouldn't call them advantages." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh I think you would." He snickered. "You're still mine, Savannah. That won't change, at least not yet. We'll help you discover what you are, that I will agree upon. But you're mine, and you'll be mine until this is all over."

"I won't have sex with you." I narrowed my eyes, not even realizing that I was slowly beginning to come around.

"So you're agreeing." Eric did notice however. "And we'll see about that. You won't be able to deny me forever, Savannah."

"I never said I was agreeing..."

"Oh but you did." There was a smug look on his face and I just wanted to slap it right off. "Soon you'll be agreeing to...much more."

"I'm not having sex with you." I stood my ground.

"One day. You know you want me."

"Fine, I do want you. I want you so much that I just want to rip your clothes off and have you ravish me right here and now." I threw my hands up into the air in frustration. "Are you happy now?"

"Yes." Eric stood in one swift movement. "Would you like to satisfy that need now, or later?"

"I might want you Eric, but it doesn't mean that I can have you." I shook my head. "You saw what happened when Godric kissed me. No one knows what will happen if I have sex, and I don't exactly want to find out."

"You never nearly died when we kissed. Maybe that's a sign."

"Maybe it is. But it's not a sign that I like." I frowned. "No sex. That's part of the deal. If I stay here, then no sex and you can't even try. Not until we find out what I am and how I can control whatever it is that I can do."

Eric looked like he was thinking, contemplating my offer. I couldn't believe I was considering this, that I was willing to just throw everything away for these vampires. But they weren't just any other vampire. Godric had walked into my life and I refused to let him leave it now. I had fallen for him, and I couldn't just take off back home when I knew he could meet the sun at any time. If what Eric had said was true, if I had given Godric hope, and reason to live, then maybe I could persuade him to live, to not meet the true death. And if that was possible, then how could I leave? I might lose my internship, but there could be others, right? It was just a few months. And once I got Godric to stay, to live, then I would be free of Eric forever.

Though I found that my heart wasn't entirely sure of that little fact. But my brain squashed what my heart wanted. I could do this, just for a few months. I could persuade Godric to live and find out what I was. I would have to deal with Eric, but soon that won't even matter.

It's just a few months, how hard could it be?

"Fine. No sex." Eric didn't look one bit happy about that. "Do we have a deal?"

I inhaled sharply before nodding. "We have ourselves a deal."