Author's Notes:

Sorry for the delay and thanks for the reviews from AlphaSprout, asmo2000, and ReneeAdami.

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The conversation here is in Macedonian.

*The characters in this chapter belong to their respective authors, CH, & AB.

**I OWN NOTHING**

Chapter 54

EPOV

I watch the privacy bubble encases them before I look out at the remaining guests. I can feel the anger permeating from Aro, the jealousy oozing out of Freyda, and crazy seeping from a portly, unknown vampire near the gift shop. I wonder if I should not just kill all of them. My wife would admonish me for thinking this way, but I believe I would just be saving us the trouble of doing it later. Their deaths are inevitable because we already know that they have made side deals with our enemy. I am snatched out of my thoughts by the most horrible of sounds.

"Πού είναι Godric μου; Σου είπα ότι θα έρθει. Δεν θα περιμένουμε άλλο!" (Where is my Godric? I told you I would come. I will not wait any longer!) This fat excuse for a vampire is looking for my maker. I knew I sensed 'bat shit crazies' from him earlier this evening.

Ποιος είσαι και τι θέλεις με συσκευή μου?" (Who are you and what do you want with my maker?) Light blue eyes turn and glare at me as he hears my words. They widen and I have the misfortune of watching a small bulge protrude from his horribly-tailored suit pants. He is so pathetic; he actually drools as he stares at me like a deer caught in the headlights of a car.

, Μου μου. Μου Ήρθα εδώ για να συλλέξει τη Γαλατία, αλλά νομίζω ότι θα είναι επίσης μια καλή προσθήκη. Μπορείτε να κρατήσετε Godric μου, ευτυχισμένη, όταν αυτός δεν είναι να τιμωρηθούν για να αποφύγει μου τόσο καιρό." (My, my, my. I came here to collect the Gaul, but I think you would also be a good addition. You can keep my Godric happy when he is not being punished for evading me so long.)

My maker finally comes to the balcony. Once he sees who is currently eye-raping me, he and Alex disappear only to reappear on either side of me. I look at each of them and their faces are painted with barely contained rage.

Surprisingly, Alex is the first to address the stranger.

"Nero. Θα είχαν προειδοποιήσει να μην έρθουν εδώ. Godric ήταν σαφές ότι αν το έκανε θα πληρούν την πραγματική θάνατο. Μήπως πραγματικά πιστεύω ότι ήταν αστείο;" (Nero. You were warned not to come here. Godric was clear that if you did so you would meet the true death. Did you really think he was joking?) He looks at Godric incredulously before he continues.

"Το μυαλό σας έχει πάντα ήταν άρρωστος. Αθανασία δεν αλλάξει αυτό. Θα πρέπει να τελειώσει τη δυστυχία σας και να ικανοποιήσουν τον ήλιο." (Your mind has always been sick. Immortality did not change this. You should end your own suffering and meet the sun.).

The disgusting one laughs, bending at the waist just slightly like that Santa Claus character that Sookie makes me watch during Yule.

"Βασιλεία σου πάνω από εδάφη μου τελείωσε πριν από την ανθρώπινη γέννησή μου, Alexander. Δεν έχετε καμία εξουσία πάνω μου και θα κάνω ό, τι θέλω. Ακριβώς όπως έχω κάνει πάντα." (Your reign over my lands ended before my human birth, Alexander. You have no dominion over me and I will do as I please. Just as I have always done.) He bares his fangs, which causes both of my blood to do the same and the fight is on.

They are like a tornado as they move around, destroying any furniture in their wake. They freeze for just a moment as Alex rips off one of fatty's arms. He vamps to my side with the appendage and holds it like a rifle. He eyes are glowing with the glee of battle, a clear sign that he is part of my bloodline.

Godric and Nero circle each other, snarling and growling before slamming together like a wave crashing against a shore. Everyone in the balcony has migrated to the main floor to watch. A hand flies across the room, hitting Freyda in the head. We all laugh as she screeches in horror and rushes to the bathroom.

Finally, Nero crumples to his knees in defeat. Half of his face is missing. His upper torso is covered with gaping holes that exposed the inside of his body cavity. The black and grey organs remain still, but of course, he is moving. He looks exactly like the humans' description of a zombie.

My maker, on the other hand, was virtually unharmed. His suit was in taters, but that was nothing. The room is silent as Jessica strolls over to him with a short sword in her hand. Walking right up to him, she bows her head as she presents the weapon to him. As he takes it, he kisses her roughly before releasing her. She lets out a girlish giggle, her arousal hitting the air, and moves to lean against the wall behind him.

In a blink of an eye, Godric is standing in front of Nero with the blade ready to slice through his gullet. Unfortunately, my wife and her cousin choose that same moment to end their conversation and extinguish their bubble. The scent of fae and their magic spreads over the room like a fast moving fog.

The next three seconds become the longest of my existence.

SPOV (as Eric observes the crowd)

Claudine and I share a quick hug. I feel the warm and fuzzy feelings I've always felt when touching her and her smile is just as radiant. She pulls back and exhales deeply. I can see the anxiousness in her and I immediately begin to worry.

"Cousin, I have some grave news. After I last saw you, I returned to Faery to snoop around. Niall came to visit me right after leaving you today. In so many words, he asked me to use my powers as your fairy godmother to separate you from you mate. As we speak, he believes that I am in the Archives to search for a way I can manipulate our connection to his ends. Before coming here, I got word from my spy in Niall's inner circle." She pauses and takes a breath for the first time since she began to speak. I grab her hands to give her strength.

"Niall is planning on taking you to breed with male hybrids to re-start our race. He is going to kill the babies and the Viking. Then, he plans to join with Breandan to finally enslave the vampire race in order to control the other supernaturals of this realm and claim it as his own." She is shaking as the tears run down her face. I wipe her tears away.

"He will not prevail." She can see the determination in my eyes and nods. Then, she says words that leave me reeling.

"Hunter is the male hybrid he plans to mate you with first" she spits out. I know that some supernaturals inbreed, but I know for a fact that this is not the norm in Faery.

"WHAT?!" I scream. That nasty, fucking bastard! I may not be a vampire, but I now plan to bathe in his blood for even thinking of forcing me and my young cousin into doing something so…so disgusting. My hands move to my belly, which is now glowing because of my anger. Nothing will ever harm them. "Go back and do whatever you can to secure Hunter. When we get there, I will give you the help you need to free him. Bring him to me immediately. I will have my Mother take him to heal and be safe until our enemies have been defeated."

She nods and pulls me into another tight hug. My words give her the confidence she needs to go back and keep up the charade that we need in order for our plan to work. As we separate, Claudine extinguishes the bubble.

Present…

In that same moment, we turn to see some bloody creature rush towards us. The world seems to come to a halt. Mentally, I yell at Claudine to leave and she doesn't hesitate to pop out of club. I'm just about to blast whatever it is, but I don't get the chance. Eric blinks between me and it and catches the being by the throat.

It is then that I realize that it is a vampire. It looks like someone had already beaten us to the punch in issuing a punishment against him since he is missing a hand, an arm, and half his face. He is snarling and kicking for all he is worth to get to me, but it's to no avail.

"Would you like me to end him for you Master?" Eric asks. I move over to my throne and sit. My eyes focus on Godric, who looks unharmed except for his lovely suit. I'm startled by Alex who comes to my side, clutching this vampire's arm like a trophy. When our eyes meet, he winks in typical 'Eric' fashion.

"No, my child. He is my burden and this is something I should have done ages ago. Just hold him still." Godric gives the sword he was holding to Jessica, who was standing against the wall behind him, and he comes to stand in front of Eric.

Without preamble, Godric rips the vampire's head off as Alex tosses the arm towards him. Both become goo in a matter of seconds, covering Godric with even more blood. The fangs of every vampire in the room are down. And I know that the bloodlust is slowly beginning to rise in all of them.

I also know that Aro and his cronies are about to make a move. The stupid fuckers should have thought to do that while the apparent fight and my distraction were going on. However, I have a more befitting end for the Volturi.

I freeze all of the members of the Volturi. I give Renata the true death immediately because she is his body guard and I don't want him to have any confidence left after I'm done. As for the twin vampires behind him, I wrap them in silver and bring them to their knees. I end Chelsea and Corin because I want the power they have been welding over their elders to cease. This takes me about 30 seconds to complete as I relinquish my hold on them.

"Caius. I have ended Chelsea because Aro has been using her to force your submission. I can see into your soul and I know that you don't agree with half the shit he's been doing over the centuries." He blinks rapidly for a few moments as if clearing his mind of the fog and he focuses his attention on Aro.

"Marcus" The silent, yet timid vampire looks up to me and his sorrow is almost too much for me to bear. "Your love, Didyme, was taken from you by Aro. Although she was his sister, her gift didn't fit into his plan for domination and since you both were planning to go out on your own, he killed her. Corin was to be her replacement, but she was better at keeping both Caius' and his own wife submissive." For the first time tonight, he rises and vamps in front of his 'brother'.

"Is this true?" Aro hesitates and is smacked across the room to crash into the bar. The two women also rise; Athenodora rushes over to Caius and jumps him as if he has returned home from war. His rage falters for just a moment as he feels their bond and her love for the first time in centuries.

"There is no reason why we can't all live together in harmony. As supernatural beings, we have been blessed with extraordinary gifts. The responsibility that comes with that is great and should not be abused in a matter as such as Aro has done. For his crimes against you, his coven, I will leave his punishment in your hands. The condition is that I retain the two that are chained. Do you accept these terms?" I ask them.

After several tense moments and shared looks, it is Caius who answers. "On behalf of the Volturi, we accept these terms and extend to you, your house, and the Cullens our sincerest apologizes. We pledge to fight on your side of this war and will secure the Old World as you handle the New World." I nod and secure Aro in silver chains.

His screams and protests are ignored as Chow and Thalia help carry him out behind his coven. The newly reformed Volturi, with the exception of Marcus, exits through the back door, while he goes out the front to call off their guards. In the span of a couple minutes, they are gone. When our vampires return, Eric tells them to secure both of the vampires in coffins to be dealt with at a later time.

PPOV

This isn't fair! Everyone else gets to kill something but me! How is that even close to being cool? If it isn't some whore thinking she is better than my Mistress or some long lost archenemy, it's a zealot or renegade fairy. I want to rip something apart!

As we all watch the fight between the three ancients, my bloodlust skyrockets. Alex is breathtaking as he rips off the fat bastard's arm. Whoa. Could it be? Is he making me rethink my whole lesbian stance on life? He is one of the most handsome men I've ever seen (besides my maker, of course), but he is also old as dirt (literally) and has been in isolation for just as long. He may need to relearn how to please a woman. And I'm no ordinary woman to please, let alone vampire.

I'm pulled out of my musing when I see a hand fly through the air and hit Freyda. I laugh so hard that my eyes tear up. When she vamps to the ladies room, I get a glorious idea.

I walk over to Betsy. She and I have become great friends, which I have only been able to do with three others. Sookie, Tara, and Jessica. However, that really shouldn't count since we're part of the same bloodline. Our love for fashion and taking no shit off of anyone has made us kindred spirits. If anyone will be down to get a part of this action, it would be her.

I pull her away from the others, moving towards the gift shop. No one pays us any attention because of the action that is going on the main floor. Even she is so enthralled that I have to snap my fingers to get her to focus.

"When was the last time you fed the 'beast'?" I ask her. That immediately garners her attention.

"That would be yesterday with that fuckhead, de Mada. Why?" she replies.

"Well, I've spied some easy, yet deserving prey that needs to be dealt with." She thinks about my proposal for a moment before looking around me. Her husband and best friend are too engrossed in the fat one's execution to wonder about her activities. "Sounds promising…lead the way."

I grasp her hand and lead her back through the hallway we entered from earlier. We enter the women's bathroom where we discover is empty all but for the soon-to-be former Queen of Oklahoma. Betsy vamps to the far side of the bathroom while I cover the door. Our movements get her attention as she turns to glare at me.

"YOU! What the fuck do you want? If it is not to apologize or tell me how I can get into favor with your maker, then I don't want to hear it." If she wasn't so stupid, I would respect her boldness. But it just can't be ignored.

"Freyda, Freyda, Freyda. You just don't get it. My maker has and will never have any feelings for you. If Sookie wished it, you would have met the true death by his own hands a quarter century ago. However, she has a moral code and doesn't want to which seems to me to be a petty reason. I, on the other hand, don't give a fuck and am quite tired of watching you beg and plead for his attention."

"HOW DARE YOU?! You have always been an insolent, spoiled bitch with too much leniency. As Eric's mate, I would have tightened the leash on you so much that you would beg to eat me out just to feed on a donor. Your 'mistress' is just my stand-in for the moment."

"Oh no, she didn't" Betsy says, speaking for the first time.

"She did. And that sounds like a threat against my Mistress as well as an admission of consorting with our enemy. Would you agree, Bets?" She nods emphatically.

"I care not what either of you think. I have been a monarch for hundreds of years before either of you were born to your blood bag parents. And I shall remain." Having finished cleaning her ugly face of blood splatter, she moves to walk pass me. I step in her way.

"Get the fuck out of my way" she seethes.

"Make me" I taunt. Just as she raises her hand, forming a claw, Betsy grabs both of her arms. I pull the stake from my garter belt and place if over her undead heart. "Thanks for giving me a reason, bitch." I plunge it in and the look on her face was one of horror and disbelief.

Her body collapses in onto itself before we can back away. Fuck! Now we have to change.

"Do you think this will come out?" Betsy asks assessing the damage to her gown. "I kind of like this one."

"We are Queens. It doesn't matter when we can get more. I will have Kaitlin wave her little wand and fix you up. I, on the other hand, was ready for my next wardrobe change anyway."

We leave the mess just where it is as we head towards my office.

SPOV

Surprisingly, the babies have been very quiet up until now. As our nest breaks into smaller discussions, I sit next to Eric. He is currently listening to Godric explain who the latest casualty was. Apparently, Nero was the adopted heir to the Roman Empire. His depravity and bat-shit craziness followed him into undeath. The sick bastard killed his own mother (who, to be fair, tried to euthanize him on several occasions as well as killed his father) and was a serial rapist. Add to this combo that he was made a vampire and became obsessed (if that could even be a strong enough word) with Godric, he went as far as to try to enslave Godric's homeland.

I look down at our entwined fingers. It is hard to believe that the past is but a nightmare compared to the reality we're currently living. All the people that we lost, regardless of their nature, were just too many to bear. If I would have survived killing Bill back then, I probably would have killed myself. Amelia and Jessica had been all I had left.

My eyes find Jessica. She stands by the bar, talking to Tara. As Tara talks, Jess is thinking about her life and how she ended up here. Coming from her abusive, religious family, then being turned at 21 (instead of 17) by the man that was to be the love of her existence, she thinks that she is in a fairytale. Although I know exactly how she's felt about these events over the years, I can't comprehend how she has accepted it all as easily as she has.

My focus returns to the present to discover that she and Tara are no longer together. And Jessica is at my side.

"Everything okay, Sookie?" she ask. Her light blue eyes sparkle with curiosity and youthfulness that I imagine mine held so long ago.

"Oh, yes! I was just thinking about the past and our 'first' meeting." She nods in understanding since her own thoughts were of the past.

"I've been wondering about 'that' time too. I mean, I know of it from what you showed us as far as you and Bill went. But…what about us? How did you and I meet? Back then?" She has caught me off guard, which is a nice surprise nowadays.

"Well, I wish I could say that it was a happy meeting, but it wasn't." I pause to consider the offer I am about to make to her. Her thoughts tell me that she wants to know because she subconsciously knows that she owes me more than just the life she lives now. But I don't want her to feel like there is a debt between us. She was meant to be a part of my life. I love her like a little sister (which is ironic since she is now Eric's vampire sibling).

"I'll make you a deal. I will show you 'our' past life from the moment it changed forever for you to the end. In return, you must promise me that you will let go of the notion that you owe me anything. You and I were always meant to be family. Do agree to my terms?" She stares at me for a couple of seconds before she nods.

The transfer only takes a few minutes. So many emotions cross her face as she experiences a life much different than the one she lives now. Several blood tears are shed, but she takes it well for the most part. She hugs me tightly before vamping away without speaking a word. I'm glad because she truly understood what I was asking of her with the promise.

The roundhouse kicks the boys deliver inside me signal that it is time to take this party elsewhere. I squeeze their father's hand. His mesmerizing eyes meet mine and I gasp at the intensity and power they hold. The initial stirrings of lust flutter through my womb and it brings me back to my new mission: Conquer the Viking.

Having felt my lust through our bond, he calls everyone to attention.