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Chapter 11

GPOV

"I hope this is okay," my Chloe, who insists on me calling her Sookie, says, lifting an armful of blankets towards Eric and I in the cool, subterranean room of this strange dwelling. With the dawn's impending approach she insisted we stay in this place for our rest and as it is adequately sheltered from the sun, I find it to be most appropriate.

"Of course, thank you, Lover," Eric tells her as the two of us work to lay the blankets over the floor, preparing the spot aptly.

"Alright, then, sleep well, you two," she says, before turning from us, apparently intent on leaving us, an action which sends icy panic through me as I rush forward, pulling her tightly against my chest whilst shaking my head fervently.

"No, my love, you shall remain with us," I insist as she gives me a questioning look. "I will not be separated from you, never again," I state firmly as she and my child look both to me curiously, their combined puzzlement rolling over me. This is becoming immensely frustrating, them not understanding me in this peculiar place.

"Um, okay," she concedes softly, giving me a kind smile that improves my mood instantly. I will ensure her safety at all times, letting nothing come between the two of us ever again. I lead my love to the makeshift pallet then, pulling her down into my embrace among the many blankets with a soft sigh.

"I have missed this so greatly, my love," I whisper against her heated skin, bloody tears welling in my eyes as overwhelming gratitude washes over me, feeling ever appreciative to have mo anam chara with me again. I am finally complete, made whole once more with my precious love held tightly in my embrace.

"Godric, it's okay," she whispers, turning in my arms to face me. "I'm not going anywhere, alright?" she assures me, running her delicate fingers through my hair to elicit contented purring from me as I nod to her.

"Thank you, by beloved," I whisper softly, running my hands over her face to bring a bright smile from her as her sapphire eyes shine bright with adoration. I feel my child's unease then and look up to see him gazing down upon the two of us with a small frown.

"What is it, my child? You're emotions are most concerning this night," I inform him as he shakes his head, looking back and forth between the two of us with apparent longing. "Join us, Eric," I insist as his brows rise in surprise.

"I do not wish to intrude, Master," he explains rather nervously as a knowing smile crosses my face. I thought this may be the source of his earlier anxieties and it appears I was correct in my assessment.

"What's wrong, Eric?" Sookie asks then, reaching out to place her hand on my child's knee in a comforting gesture.

"It would seem my child feels he is unwelcome," I explain to her as she looks to Eric in shock. "I feel the bond you both share as well as your mutual affections," I inform them, feeling my child's anxieties rise with my words to bring a low chuckle from me. "I have never withheld anything from you, my child, and do not plan on starting now, so long as my beloved is in agreement," I enlighten him before looking to Sookie for her approval.

"Eric, I told you I wanted to make this work between us," she tells him with a soft smile. "And as I'm already so tightly connected to you both, it seems silly to fight against this," she adds as a huge grin stretches over my child's face.

"Truly? You both agree to this?" he questions. We both nod to him before we're being pulled into his grateful embrace. "Thank you, both of you," he whispers bringing soft giggles from my love as she grins up at him.

"You silly, Viking," she says, shaking her head at him to bring soft laughter from Eric before he leans down to kiss her softly. A fond smile comes to my face, feeling their shared regards and joy and I nod to my child, approving of this rather impeccable arrangement between the three of us.

"Come, my child, join us in our rest," I beseech, looking on as he stretches his towering form along Sookie's back, giving me a grateful smile as he proceeds to wrap us both into his long arms.

"Master, I'm not sure how you're here with us, but I shall work tirelessly to find the answers we seek," he assures me as I nod to him, a small frown forming on my face as I have no idea how I came to be in this odd location that is filled with such bizarre accoutrements.

"I would most appreciate this, my child, and would very much like to know all I can about this place," I advise him as he nods grimly, both his and Sookie's resolve setting firmly through our shared bonds.

"We'll do whatever it takes, Godric, I promise," my love assures me, bringing a smile to my face before I lean down to press a soft kiss to her temple.

"Of this, I have no doubt, my love, though being reunited with you once more is more than I could ever ask for," I insist as she nods lightly, her affections flowing steadily through me as she presses her slight form tighter against me, nuzzling her face against my chest with a soft sigh. "Rest well, my child," I say then, cupping the back of his head to bring his face closer before kissing him tenderly.

"Rest well, Master," he replies, his cobalt eyes shining with the depths of his affections as we both wrap my beloved between us snuggly. I envelope myself in the comforting aura and familiar scent of my Sookie and for the first time in a long while, I am pulled to my rest with a contented smile.

SPOV

"My sweetest Chloe, your love makes surely makes me the richest man in all the world," is whispered against my ear in a foreign tongue that I am somehow able to understand by a very familiar voice and I turn to see Godric's soft smile as he runs a small, crude comb through my flowing, waist length hair.

"And the love you hold for me surely makes me the luckiest woman, my dearest Godric," I find myself saying in the same language, the strange words flowing from me effortlessly in a seemingly automated response. What is going on? How can I speak this language and how the hell did I get here?

The sun is shining brightly above us, making me apprehend quickly this must be a dream of sorts before Godric pulls me against his chest and I feel his steady, beating heart thrumming soundly against me. Wait, his heart…Godric is human?

I gaze around us then, realizing we're not only both fully alive and wholly human, but are apparently in another time as well. There are crude, round huts looking to be made of stone and wood with thatched roofs and I then venture to guess I must be somehow entrenched in Godric's memories of his past, human life.

I then look down to our clothing, noticing we're both dressed in what appear to be hand sewn tunics in matching shades of blues and run my fingers over the rough fabric, amazed by just how real this all is, more tangible than any dream I've ever experienced, including the dreams I've had of Eric after our first bonding. It all feels somehow familiar as well, like I've seen this all before, like I should know this place. How very strange.

This is all completely surreal. How am I here with him in this way? It must be the connection between us, what Eric referred to as being soulmates that is allowing me to share this with him. And he called me Chloe once more I realize, glancing down to the smooth surface of the nearby river curiously, my breath catching in my throat as I see my own face staring back at me. So, Eric must have been right, I truly am Chloe, or at least I was.

"Chloe!" is called out then as I turn to see a group of small children rushing towards us, their small arms filled with an assortment of wildflowers. I find myself laughing along with them as they pile the collection to my lap and am once more left in amazement as my hands begin automatically working to weave the plant stems together to form an intricate, flowered crown for the ecstatic crowd.

"You are becoming quite good at this, my love," Godric assures me, pressing a soft kiss to my temple as the gathered children chime in with their excited agreement. Godric then proceeds to groom my flowing locks once more, running the rudimentary comb through my much longer, golden strands to make them shine brightly in the sun's rays and I let out a contented sigh, deciding to just enjoy this rather pleasurable, albeit astonishing moment with him.

"There," I say, placing the finished circlet upon the nearest child's fiery red hair. "Now, remember to share, children," I insist before they're rushing off together, trailing giggling laughter behind them. "It won't last five minutes of their enthusiasm," I remark to Godric, bringing low chuckling from my apparent soulmate as he nods his agreement.

"It never does," he concedes before wrapping his arms around me tightly and running his calloused hands over my abdomen. "One day soon we shall start a family of our own, my love," he informs me dreamily, pressing a soft kiss to my throat.

"Is that so?" I question playfully as he laughs merrily, wrapping his arms around me tightly once more.

"I intend on filling your womb with countless young, my Chloe, all just as loving and beautiful as their mother," he insists as I find myself laughing gaily.

"And I suppose they shall be as courageous and valiant as their warrior father?" I question as he nods firmly. "And just as handsome as well?" I add, bringing a wide smile from him as he nods once more.

"But of course," he states rather smugly, puffing out his tattooed chest to make me snicker lightly. "In fact, I believe now may be the perfect time to start building this illustrious family, my beloved," he breathes against my ear, trailing his hand over my thigh teasingly to ignite my lusts for him.

"Godric," I breathe out throatily, feeling his rising lusts flowing through me to raise my own. Godric scoops me up into his warm embrace then and I wrap my arms around his neck tightly as he proceeds to carry me into one of the nearby dwellings.

"My beloved, mo anam chara," Godric whispers reverently, laying me gently upon a fur covered pallet. "I yearn for you," he breathes against my lips, covering me with his heated form before his lips capture my own, kissing me with an aching hunger I can feel welling up between us.

"Then take me, my love, quell this burning need," I whisper back, bringing a wholly masculine grin to Godric's face as his jade orbs shine in eager anticipation.

"I'd surely be damned if I were to leave you wanting, my beloved," he answers back lowly as he begins trailing my tunic up over my head, leaving me wholly exposed to his hungry, emerald gaze. "The gods surely bless me with your impeccable beauty, my fairest Chloe," he assures me before his mouth begins trailing heated kisses over my flushed skin.

"Godric," my love's name graces my lips, whispered like a prayer to the heavens as my fingers find purchase within his thick, dark locks. "Yes," I cry out then, feeling my lover's scorching mouth enveloping my throbbing sex before he's granting me with his familiarly skillful, loving devotions that manage to heighten my desires to soaring heights.

I glance down to meet his heated gaze from his perch betwixt my thighs and our combined, ardent lusts are enough to leave me arching my back whilst rocking my hips wantonly to help him bring me ever closer to sweet release.

"Godric!" is ripped from my throat, my head falling back as stars cloud my vision feeling my climax roaring through me to leave me a heaving, sweating mass upon the soft pile of furs.

"Is my beloved ready for her male now?" Godric rises up to breathe against the flushed skin of my throat and I'm only able to nod in response, as I feel his crown aligning with my dripping sex. Low cursing sounds from him as he works to press steadily forward, stretching me wide to accommodate his ample girth.

"My Godric, my dearest love," I find the reverent words falling from my lips as my gaze is met with intense, jade orbs that shine beautifully in the soft light of the dwelling's hearth. Godric smiles fondly before leaning down to press his lips against my own, kissing me gently, albeit thoroughly as his hips begin their gentle rocking against me.

My legs wrap tightly around my lover's firm waist as we continue our gentle lovemaking and I hold him close, feeling our hearts beating in perfect unison and soon lose myself in this perfect moment with my one, true love, the man who completes my very soul, who I know instinctively makes my life worth living.

"Chloe, gods, my Chloe," Godric breathes against my throat, pressing soft kisses to my glistening skin as I feel that familiar, heat pooling low in my abdomen. His thrusts are becoming harder, deeper and my own hips are rising to meet his, keeping up with his ever demanding, unrelenting rhythm until we're both left crying out in unison, hitting our pleasured peaks in harmony.

"My Godric, I love you," I admit, pressing a soft kiss to his glistening temple as he lets out a soft contented sigh. He reaches up to lace our fingers together, bringing our combined hands to his lips to brush his soft lips across my knuckles and its then that I notice the subtle, glowing light emanating from our joined flesh. I lower my gaze to see the same, soft glow is lighting from each point our skin meets along the length of our bodies and am left in total wonderment. Simply incredible.

"I love you, mo anam chara," he replies softly, his hypnotizing emerald pools shining bright as he holds me close, surrounding me in the soft, glowing light of our perfect union. Here in his strong arms, I am utterly content, feeling wholly complete and know without a doubt, there's no place else I'd rather be.