AN: A new chapter! :D So sorry it took me so long to update! This has been a crazy, crazy week but I'm hoping things are pretty much settled now and I'll hopefully be able to update much more quickly now!

Enjoy this chapter! Happy Reading! :)

Chapter 19

EPOV

"She'll be back soon enough, Master," I assure my Maker once more as he ends his phone call with Sookie. He nods over to me, a small frown still upon his face as I feel his anxiety for our love. I pull him into my embrace then, earning me a soft smile from the vampire who made me. "I'm so glad to have you back," I whisper, before probing the bond between us yet again, searching out any indication of the centuries of guilt and pain I had felt from him back in Dallas and am elated to find not so much as a trace. Thank fucking Odin.

"I am most certainly glad to be back to myself, my child," he assures me as I lean down to press a soft kiss upon his temple, my undead heart welling with overwhelming gratitude. A ragged scream is torn from both of us then as I feel a searing pain tearing through my leg.

"What the ever loving fuck was that!?" I cry out as the two of us fall to the bedroom floor together. Panic shoots through me then, seeing the crimson ruin of my Maker's leg. Just what the fuck is going on? I reach out to him, intent on helping him stop the bleeding before he grips onto my arm as his emerald eyes bulge in fear.

"Sookie," he grits out, as I feel his pain flowing between us. "Go, Eric, she needs you," he insists and I pause, looking down to his grave injury warily before he shakes his head vehemently. "I shall be fine. Save our love, my child, please," he beseeches, leaving me no choice but to nod my agreement before I'm speeding through the house, leaving my gravely injured Maker behind.

I speed through the front door before launching into the air, following the bond I hold with my Sookie as I feel mirroring pain emanating from both her and my Maker. Just what the fuck is going on? How did Godric come to be spontaneously injured and just what the fuck is wrong with Sookie?

It doesn't take long before I'm landing in the backyard of the local Alpha's home and instantly am making my way to the large group gathered on the lawn. I'm left having to push my way through the excited crowd before I'm stopped dead in my tracks by the heart wrenching sight before me.

"Sookie!" I cry out rushing towards Quinn, who is holding my love in his massive arms. He eyes me warily for a moment before offering the still form of my Sookie into my arms. "What happened?" I question harshly, looking up to meet the sheepish looks of both the Alpha werewolf and weretiger.

"It was one of the wolves," Quinn informs me with a sigh. "We managed to stop the bleeding, but I'm afraid she passed out, likely from a mix of shock and blood loss," he explains miserably, looking down to Sookie's unconscious form in concern.

"I'm so sorry, Eric," Alcide says softly as I run my knuckles gently over Sookie's cheek, checking the bond between us to confirm she's truly alright and let out a sigh of relief once I determine she is merely sleeping soundly now. "I can promise you the wolf responsible for her injuries will be served a swift and timely punishment."

"Thank you," I tell them, looking from Sookie's heavily bandaged leg back up to the two worried men, realizing just how concerned they both really are about my love's safety. "I'm grateful you were here to care for her in my absence. I shall return her home to heal her wounds," I tell them as they both nod their agreement, giving one, last anxious look to the golden beauty draped over my arms before I'm launching the two of us high into the night air.

Whoever has managed to cause such horrific damage to my bonded is only lucky I have not only Sookie's, but Godric's injuries to worry about at this precarious moment, or I would not hesitate to hunt them down and rip them limb from fucking limb for causing such a grievous blood offense. But, for now, my two loves' safeties must come first.

"Hold on, Lover, I've got you," I whisper against Sookie's ear, not sure if she's able to hear or understand my words in her current state, but wanting to reassure her none the less as I soar towards home whilst keeping careful attention to the bond between us. I finally land, feeling a wave of gratitude flowing from Godric as I speed Sookie through the house to reunite her with my wounded Maker.

"My love," Godric whispers softly, his emerald eyes rimmed with crimson tears as I proceed to lay our lover's injured body down on the floor beside him. I then rush to the adjoining bath, grabbing up numerous towels before making my way back to the injured pair. How is it Godric has not yet healed this injury? At his ancient age, his leg should be perfectly restored by now.

"Master," I whisper wretchedly, returning to him to look over his own, still seeping wounds as I begin gently patting the open gashes, quickly soaking the pristine towels a bright crimson red. "Just what the fuck is going on?" I question for what feels like the hundredth time this night, before looking up to see him gently peeling away Sookie's bandages to reveal injuries that perfectly mirror his own. Fucking weird.

"I cannot be sure, my child," he tells me before he takes one of the dripping, bloodied towels from me. I look on anxiously as he proceeds to wring the soaked material over Sookie's open wounds and have to let out a sigh of relief seeing his healing bloods working to rectify our love's wounds.

"Godric," I whisper in shock, seeing his own wounds knitting together, the two soulmates healing simultaneously until both their legs are perfectly repaired once more. "Is this a result of the bond you share?" I question, still not knowing all there is to know about the profound connection between them. Godric gently lifts Sookie into his lap before he's shrugging his shoulders lightly.

"This has never happened before, my child," he informs me, running his pale fingers through Sookie's golden tresses, a thoughtful expression etched over his features. "Though I must assume this has something to do with her wish to return me to myself once more," he muses as I proceed to cleanse both my loves of the remaining blood still staining their now healed flesh.

"So what does this mean for the two of you?" I question nervously. "Are your life forces entwined now?" I question, fearing what this may mean, especially given Sookie's rather precarious, mostly human state.

"I am afraid I cannot know for sure, my child," he tells me, his words laced with concern as he meets my anxious gaze. "Though, I suppose it would be safest to assume as much until proven otherwise," he suggests as an icy chill runs through me, the meaning of his words sinking in.

"I cannot lose you, Master, not again," I admit, reaching up to cup his face gently. "Either of you," I add, looking down to Sookie's slumbering form with a small frown.

"It would appear we have much to discuss with our love upon her awakening," he tells me before placing a soft kiss to my palm. "Please, do not fret, my child," he beseeches softly. "Surely we will find some way to overcome even this," he insists as I nod to him, hoping to the gods he's not wrong about this.

SPOV

"Godric!" I cry out merrily through my laughter, running through the sun washed, golden fields of wheat as my love quickly closes in on me, continuing our playful game of chase.

"My Chloe, running is a fruitless endeavor," he gasps out teasingly through gasping breaths, drawing ever nearer as I continue to laugh, pumping my legs ever faster as I proceed to hurl myself forward through the flowing grains of gold.

A squeal of delight soon escapes me as my love grips my hips tightly before he's lifting me triumphantly into the bright, summery sky. He lowers me then, pulling me tightly to his chest and I have to smile, resting my face upon his heaving breast whilst listening to his pounding heartbeat as we both work to catch our breaths once more.

"I have caught you, my love," he whispers against my ear. "Now, whatever shall I do with you?" he asks huskily as I feel his rising lusts welling within me.

"I can think of a few things, my dearest," I answer back breathily, smoothing my hands up my love's muscular thighs to bring a shudder of anticipation from him.

"Chloe," he breathes against my lips before pressing his mouth to mine, kissing me with his ever passionate fortitude to bring a yearning moan from me. Godric proceeds to lower us to the wheat covered ground, laying me out beneath him as a fond smile pulls at his plush lips.

"I love you, Godric," I assure him, reaching up to twine my fingers into his dark, curling locks to bring a soft sigh from him as his emerald eyes shine with affection.

"And I you, my love, mo anam chara," he whispers softly, lowering his face to trail feather light kisses along the column of my throat to heighten my ever rising arousal. Fear filled screams sound then and we both pause, meeting one another's concerned gazes before Godric turns to look to the village, the place where the screams seem to have been emanating from.

Black, billowing smoke begins to rise then, darkening the cloudless sky above our home and Godric rises up, motioning for me to remain quiet as we begin trailing closer, both intent on finding the source of the evident melee. Godric halts before me, holding me behind him protectively as I peer over his shoulder to see an all too familiar sight. Roman soldiers, hordes of them, wreaking devastation upon our village, just the way they did upon my own tribe not so very long ago.

"My Chloe, you must remain here," Godric whispers, taking my hand to lead me towards a nearby thicket alongside the field. "Wait for me and know I shall return soon, my love," he assures me as I shake my head, gripping onto his hand tightly as I begin trembling in fear.

"Godric, no, you cannot defeat this enemy," I try to explain, knowing full well just how formidable this army is. "We must go, we must leave this place," I plead as my ever courageous love shakes his head, straitening his spine as I feel his resilience set in place between us.

"I must try, my Chloe, for these are my people," he tells me firmly before leaning down to press a soft kiss to my temple. "Worry not, my beloved, I shall do all that is necessary to return to you," he swears as I have no choice but to nod to him, praying to the gods that my sweet Godric will come out of this confrontation victorious as I lower myself, hiding as best I can in the tangled thicket.

"Please, do be careful," I beseech softly, my fearful voice barely above a whisper. Godric nods firmly before my brave love is making his way valiantly towards the ongoing skirmish. I'm left alone then, fearful for my own life as well as my Godric's as images of my own village's demise play vividly through my mind. And so I sit, ever fearful, feeling my love's grim determination through our shared connection as I'm left only able to pray to the gods for his safe return.

"My, my, what have we here?" A gruff voice sounds behind me then, sending wave of utter terror through me as I turn to see a group of Roman soldiers aligned behind me. No, no, no, this cannot be happening! I raise to my feet then, my eyes already darting in every direction as I desperately search for a means of escape.

Seeing I'm left with no way out, I turn on my heel and begin running just as fast as I possibly can, desperately trying to put a substantial distance between my enemies and myself. Loud, angry shouts are sounding behind me, paired with the sound of clanging armor and I know my adversaries are taking chase as I pump my legs harder, soon to come to a wooded grove.

I dart inside the heavily wooded area, soon finding myself dashing clumsily through rough, crisscrossed branches whilst leaping over fallen trees as my heart is pounding in fear and I hear my enemies steadily gaining ground behind me.

"Oomph!" I cry out, tripping over the thick, forest foliage and land harshly enough to have the wind knocked out of me. A burning ache now emanates from my ankle, having twisted it upon my fall and hot tears are stinging at the corners of my eyes as I proceed to crawl, having to drag my injured leg behind me as I frantically seek out any means of shelter.

"Over here!" I hear a voice call out then and my heart begins beating wildly out of my chest as large hands are suddenly taking fierce hold upon my waist. I then find myself being pulled harshly from my spot on the forest bed and tears are streaming steadily down my face as I pray for the return of my love to save me from the hands of mine enemies.

"Let me go!" I cry out angrily, being turned roughly in the soldier's arms as I'm struggling fiercely against his tight grip. I look up then, meeting the vindictive grin of my captor as clear malice shines from the depths of his dark eyes and know my words have fallen upon deaf ears. Low laughter sounds around us then as I turn to see we're flanked on all sides by my aggressor's allies.

"I promise we shall make this just as painless as possible for you, woman, so long as you do not fight against us," my captor breathes against my ear as his filthy hands begin trailing over my body, groping me roughly as I come to realize just what it is these men have in store for me.

"No! Release me, now!" I demand, scratching and kicking at my captor as I desperately work to escape him. Bright stars explode behind my vision and my cheek explodes in pain as a meaty fist slams into me hard enough to leave me floating in and out of consciousness.

"I warned you, woman, now things shall not be so easy for you," the cruel words are spit out harshly before I find myself pinned to the ground, the solidity of my enemy's body weighing heavily upon me as his allies take firm hold upon my wrists and ankles to hold me firmly in place.

"Godric!" I scream out fearfully, hoping against all odds my love will come for me. I meet the mirroring, hate filled eyes of the men surrounding me and it's in this precarious moment I know my life is forfeit. Tears of defeat fill my eyes as I wish only to be returned to my one, true love again, in any possible way the fates deem proper.

"No!" I cry out, shooting up in bed, only to discover I'm safe, held tightly in the combined embrace of my two loves as grateful tears begin streaming down my face.

"Shh, it was but a dream, my love," Godric whispers softly, smoothing his thumbs over my face to brush away my tears as my vampires are both sending waves of love to me through our shared bonds.

"It was Chloe," I whisper softly, tucking my face into the crook of Godric's neck as I wrap my arms around him tightly before feeling Eric pull the both of us into his comforting embrace. "I know how she died," I whisper, a tremor of fear running through me as the horrid, vivid dream is still playing in my head before I feel the dual shock stemming from both my vampires.