Author's Notes:

A new reviewer, Snubitten, made the observation that there was much contact between Godric, Pam and Tara when he is supposed to be mates with Jessica. I let them know in a PM that this would be addressed and it is below.

However, I want you all to keep some things in mind. Vampires, especially those in a nest, will feed and fuck together. When in bloodlust, even strange vampires may fuck another. Also remember that Tara is a newborn. Jessica is only about 25 years into being a vampire, so had she been present during the moments where Godric was intimate with the other ladies of his bloodline, she would have been in the mix as well. And she understands this. Eric and Sookie are not involved because they made it clear from the beginning that there would be no sex with any other. Jessica is free to experiment as she is still learning and Godric is her maker, so he would teach her how to engage others.

I hope that answers any questions on that aspect of the plot. Read on to find out what was happening with Jessica when she was away.

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

**I OWN NOTHING**

Chapter 59

SPOV

Under different circumstances, I would have keeled over with laughter at the look on Colman face at my decree. Although he remained conscious, wide-eyed with a gaping mouth, his brain sort of fainted for a moment. Just as I began to worry, he regains his mental faculties.

"Those in the current regime would no doubt kill me, your Majesty. How am I to survive Claudine's return?" He was almost begging for my understanding. I was just about to respond when my dear husband steps in.

"Come now, Colman. You are much feared based off your rumored power alone. Are you telling me you cannot handle a few pissed off fairies?"

"When they have the support of the rule...former ruler of the fairies and I am not even close to being one of their kind, I speak and act with great caution" he replies calmly.

"Touché" Eric says knowing he would react the same way.

"We have other matters to attend to before I can hold my babies so let get this show on the road." I'm growing more anxious by the minute. Eric returns to my side and caresses my cheek. Looking up into his baby blues makes me want the babies with us even more. But there is more to be done. Eric motions for Colman to stand to my left as I address the remains of the former regime. He hesitates for a moment, but takes his place none the less. Before I can give Karedon the signal to bring in the cabinet, Pam clears her throat.

"I don't mean to be a buzz kill, but your trophy is beginning to turn to dust." We all look towards the floating skull and spine that was slowly, but surely dissolving into golden fairy dust.

"I can handle that" Colman announces. His green eyes first turn black, then blood red as the dust reforms into flesh and bone. Conjuring a pedestal, he encloses the limbs neatly. Pam claps in a way that garners an eye roll from her maker. I give Karedon a slight nod and he pops out of the room.

EPOV

Karedon disappears to bring in Niall's lackeys. I hope this does not take much longer. I can feel my lover's anxiety, although her poker face is the best I have encountered next to AP, and it makes me less patient.

As I complete this thought, Karedon leads the group into the throne room. While Sookie eyes survey them and their minds, I growl at their thoughts.

"How did these vampires get into the realm?!"

"This is an outrage! I knew that creature couldn't be trusted."

"How can I get close to her? She would breed great offspring."

That last thought makes me lunge for its owner, but I feel my wife's disagreement and stop mid-step.

"Thank you for waiting patiently and quietly as we settle matters in order to address you. Many of you do not know who I am and what has happened. You have a right to know and I will answer any questions after I have concluded." Karedon moves to stand with my child and the Valkyrie. "I am Susannah Briggant, the granddaughter of Fintan Briggant and his human, Adele Stackhouse. As Fintan's only living descendant that carries the essential spark and since he was Niall's chosen heir, I have now ascended to the throne."

Before she could continue, an older male fairy interrupts her.

"THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! You couldn't be the Prince's heir! He would never leave our kingdom in the hands of a female; let only a half-breed such as you. I will not-" His rant is stopped as Colman brings their former leader's remains front and center.

Silence spreads over the room. Just like the ruler she was born to become, she does not wait for them to digest the information.

"Niall Briggant, along with his brother Breandan, has been lying to the entire realm as they raped and murdered thousands in their efforts to rule over all supernatural species. Their crimes include the murders of his wife and almost every female in our bloodline. Their actions are what have caused the fertility issues our races have been experiencing since Daph'ne's untimely death. With the kingdom unaware, his latest assault has been waged against the human realm. As the Ambassador of the Supernatural Alliance representing all realms, I have taken up arms to end this siege and was forced to remove Niall from his rule. I know the roles you all played under his rule and it is both sad and infuriating what you would do and allow to happen to your fellow Fae for a little bit of perceived power. Niall had no intention to given anyone enough power to make any real decisions without his word. Your greed and arrogance have helped him continue to suppress our race as well as all Fae. You all have been removed from your positions in court. Colman has been set as Secretary to the throne and Claudine Briggant, the only remaining daughter of Dillon Briggant, will become Princess of the Sky Fae and the Intermittent Ruler of Faery until such time as I or my heirs are ready to take the throne."

"Anyone who wishes not to live under or abide by this change in regime will have until the next sunrise to take a portal out of this realm. Colman will assist with relocation and send you on your way with all of your assets. No one will be punished for their decision, but know that any action against the royal family and any of its supporters will be dealt with in the most swiftest and decisive manner possible. I started by saying I would entertain questions, but I still have to rid our race of Breandan's threat and repair our relations with the Earth, Water, and Fire Fae. We are all Fae and will live in harmony once more."

At my signal through our bond, Pamela vamps to my side. Sookie shares a few words with Colman and Karedon, before taking my hand. With that bit of business concluded, we blink back to the farmhouse.

SPOV

Thank the Goddess that we were able to pop within the wards because to do so on the outside of them would have been suicide. The translucent dome created by the wards shimmered at the impact of enemies who are desperate to get in. Pam moves to defend her maker and me. After another look at the assault, we both turn just to see Godric and Amelia bound onto the porch.

Amelia immediate engulfs me in a bear hug before any of us can speak. "I'm so happy you are okay. They started around noon. They were quite surprise that you had protection on the grounds. Someone, a man first, stated that they just wanted to speak to you, but we knew that was bullshit." One of the many features of her wards is to not permit anyone with ill intent on the land.

She continues, "Then, they spent a few hours testing their limits. Rachel helps strengthen them with me, which is why they haven't fallen yet. Plus, Thor came by and gave us these-" she raised the miniature Mjolnir around her neck. "I don't know what it does exactly, but I'm so amped right now. I'm tempted to drop them and take them on myself."

"And that would be when I rose to stop that foolish thinking." Godric's calm and reassuring voice soothes me as always. My feet move me into his embrace. His tattooed covered arms hold me close as he whispers in my ear.

"I saw them in my dreams. They are more beautiful than any of us could have imagined. You did excellent, my dear." I squeeze him a little tighter at his words and ache for my babies even more.

Godric releases me back into my husband's arms. We all walk into the farmhouse to find it...crowded. Almost all of the supes in our nest were crammed in my living and dining rooms. I could sense the brains of Jacob's pack in the back yard. I turn to Amelia in question, but it is Godric that answers.

"I tried to get them out of here, but the pack is under orders to stay and protect your land therefore they refused to leave. The threat beyond the wards prevents your Fae guards from entering so they cannot be popped out undetected." Amelia eyes cast down to the ground in defeat, but I wasn't going to let her feel bad about that when she was still keeping us alive with her magic. I said as much in her head. The ringing of her cell dissolved her remain self-loathing. Alcide is the caller and he was pissed. I'll let her deal with that.

Turning to Eric, he gives me that smug smirk that tells me that he has several tricks up his sleeves.

"Do not fret my lover. I have a way to get them out. What guards have we left in this realm?"

"Jevon is commanding officer of a force at your closest safe house." I answer.

"I will take them to through the tunnels and then I'll have you call him to transport non-fighters out of danger."

"Okay. I will start figuring out a plan to deal with these fuckers. Breandan is not far. Be careful."

"I will my love."

Eric goes through the house to determine who needs to leave and who could stay and fight. Soon he returns to the foyer where Godric, Pam and I had remained.

"So what's the plan? I'm still pumped from the fairy's blood, so I need to burn this energy off and we don't have time for me to fuck something." Pam is literally bouncing in her Louboutin boots.

"Fairy blood? Was that such a good idea?" Godric asks me yet he is staring at her.

"It had to be done. I ordered a few executions. Don't worry. She won't have the normal side effects for fairy blood. She's stronger and more focused than being high and inebriated." He moves closer to her, sniffing her as he bares his fangs at whatever he detects. She winks at her grandsire once her returns in front of her.

"Very well. As for our current situation, I believe that we should have the witches disable the wards sporadically. Let only so many of their forces in, which will make it seem to them that our powers are weaken, then we can destroy them at our own pace. This will also allow you to deal with the fairy, should he attempt to face you on his own."

Godric's plan is feasible. The packs can concentrate on the other intruders while our main fighter focus on any fairies that came to support Breandan. I spread my net outward to catalogue our enemies. There are about 60 weres, a few Daemon, 3 trolls, and 20 water fairies. We have about 80 weres with the two packs, 7 shifters, 30 sky fairies, 2 witches, and a host of vampires.

"We are pretty even matched. Hopefully, we won't sustain any loses, but we're prepared. Once everyone who isn't fighting has left, we can get this started." I tell him.

"I will inform the nest of the plan" Pam says as she walks into the living room where the girls have reunited with their mates.

"Do you sense him?" Godric asks.

"Yes. He's rallying his fighters as we speak. Then, he will begin taunting me to come out in the open. He is also trying to contact Niall and getting pretty frustrated with the fact that he isn't getting a response." Godric smiles at this just as Eric returns.

EPOV...meanwhile

After seeing all the non-essentials to the cubby and off into the hands of the second-commander of our Royal Fae Guard, I make my way upstairs to check with the witches on the current status of the wards. Just as I reach the attic stairs, I catch the beginning of a very interesting phone conversation.

"WHAT?! This is ridiculous! You're married...with puppies. There is no future for you and her. Why can't you let Sookie go?" Amelia whisper yells into her phone.

"If I let her go, then he will have everything. It's not right! It's not fair!" says the male on the other end of the line.

"Right? Fair? You've got nerve to use those words when you are obsessed over a married woman while doing business with her husband. Do you not care anything about me?!" I can smell her tears. This is not what any of fucking need right now. A love-scorned witch who is holding the safety of all of us in her hands can be a dangerous thing when the main person she is protecting is the object of her lover's true affections.

"I did...I mean I used to, but you and I both know that we are more friends than lovers in every sense of the word. I've seen the way you look at Dawson when you don't think I'm paying attention. And I'm fine with that. I know he likes you too, but he will not make a move because we are both Pack-masters and to do so will cause a war between our packs." Amelia tries to argue his point, but he continues on without interruption. "You know what it is like to lead a pack. I have to show dominance and sometimes I have to do that by fucking a bitch from time to time. You knew this going in."

"Yea, I did. Do you think she is going to accept that? She turned the world-renown Viking sex god into the model 'one woman man' with the snap of her fingers. Pack master or not, you will never be able to get on as you have with her. You are lucky I allowed it myself." She was pacing the length of the room, her heartbeat beating at a frantic pace. Her nervousness was palpable.

"And did you forget we are at war?! She is about to face her biggest foe and you're supposed to fight with her-" she was cut off by the wolf.

"And I am and will protect her! After this is over...that's when I want your help." Even I cannot believe what I am hearing.

"What about her babies? Eric is not going to be apart from his children, let alone her. And I won't be a part of anything that will do something so cruel." With those words, she earns just enough respect for me to use her actual name. She was definitive with her words both spoken and thought.

"He can take them. She and I can have our own. If you just break the bond, make her forget about them and them about her, and then everything will be as it should." His confidence is astounding. Once I share this with Sookie, he will beg for me to end his life, instead of her just for that statement alone; never mind the pain he is subjecting her friend to at this very moment.

"FUCK YOU, Alcide! If you speak to me about this bullshit again, I'll tell them myself. As a friend, I'm begging you to let me make you forget about her before it kills you."

"Fucking forget this conversation took place. If you I'm truly your friend, you'll keep your trap shut and-" Amelia hangs up before he can finish and throws the phone against the wall. She begins moving towards the stairs, so I blink back to the landing connecting the first and second floors. We meet on the second.

"Amelia. Just to witch I was looking for. I wanted to check with you on the state of the wards, we may have come up with a plan to fight this battle." I give her my most innocent smile as he freezes at the opposite end of the floor, mouth agape.

"I...the wards a-a-are great. Let me just go to the bathroom and I'll come down to hear the plan." She tries to pass me on the stairs, but I take this as my opportunity to question her.

"Are you alright, Amelia?" She trembles as I hold onto her arm with the lightest of touches. Her mind is going crazy on the potential implications of my usage of her given name could mean after all this time.

"You...you called me by my name. Instead of 'witch'. Why?" The suspicion is burning in her eyes.

"I feel that it is only appropriate that I show the utmost respect to those who risk their lives for my wife and children. I love them more than myself. It is the very least I could do." Although that is half the truth, it is no lie. Tears start to reform in her eyes as she snatches her arm from my grasp.

"I'm fine. It's nothing. Just stress...it makes me have jumpy nerves. Plus I got to piss something fierce, so I'll be down in a sec and we can get this ass-kicking started." He fakes a laugh as she jogs down the stairs to the first floor restroom. Once there, she goes into a meditative state in order to get her emotions under control. One thing is for certain, she will not betray the one person who has always been there for her. Sookie.

I walk at a human pace as I return to the first floor, finding my wife and maker still talking in the foyer.

SPOV

I could feel Eric's ire, which he quickly squashed, as he approaches Godric and me. He nods deep to his maker as his arm wraps around my waist, pulling me close. He nuzzles my neck, inhaling deeply.

Without raising his eyes, he asks, "How did the meeting with the Council go?"

"It was...interesting to say the least. With all of the remaining monarchs and the Council present, we informed them of all that has transpired thus far. Based on our Intel and Sookie's confirmation from the fiend's mind, Montana, Idaho, and Wyoming all protested hearing me. Sinclair was much help quieting them with the misdeeds that he was able to provide evidence against. All three are going to be brought up on charges of human and were trafficking. After that, the Council deliberated. It took them eight minutes to rule that you both have their complete backing and all will support of the New World will follow you should all-out war commence." Eric's grip tightens as I can't help the smile that could split my face appears.

"I thought that would please you two. Unfortunately…" We both lock eyes on him, our joy halted instantly. "...the faction at our doorstep this moment was much larger last night. They split into small groups, going in different directions. One such group raid Fangtasia. John was able to get word to Alex and Thalia. They had just enough time to get your vampires out and escape themselves; however, the club was full. The human lose is around 256. The enemy barricaded the public and employee entrances. The vampires had to use the tunnel accesses through your office and the basement."

"Where are Alex and Thalia now?" I ask. I know he would be pleased with their names, both of which he thought of. Coincidence? Maybe, but I believe it is divine working.

"Since they were station elsewhere, they did not get locked in with the rest of us. They marshaled a hunt and killed those who attacked the club. After their interrogations, a prisoner was able to tell us that the other groups were dispatched to your safe houses. We do not yet know how or when they acquired their locations." With that sentence, Eric's eyes begin to burn with his power. He releases me and steps back.

"Eric?" I ask, slightly worried by his anger.

"Not now. I know of the traitor and I will deal with them personally once Breandan has fallen." I want to argue, but if feel something tickling the back of my mind. It's an annoying sensation, but suddenly I realize that there is a breach in the wards. It's not enough to let them all in, only one.

I take the few steps needed to reach the front door and sling it open. I walk out onto the front porch, stopping at the top of the stairs. At the property line, just inside the wards, Breandan stand defiantly.

"My brother was right about your beauty. I pale in comparison to all of the other women in our line. Although you are not full blooded, our race will grow from you none the less." His repulsive thoughts remind of Bartlett's with a much more evil intent.

"How are you within my wards? Only by invitation or blood can you be here." I play the innocent, scared human that is hiding behind her vampire. He will find out soon enough.

"Blood. Yes, that was something I had much trouble acquiring. However, in the recent week or so, I was able to get a hold of a witch who specializes in blood magic and a particularly young vampire who wandered off on her own a couple of times. Much to my liking." His words fill me with dread an image of Jessica, strung up and beaten enters his mind.

"He got a hold of Jessica! Make sure she is alright. NOW!" I send to Godric. He vamps away immediately.

"I hope you are not too hard on her. My witch has spells that can viral the glamour of the oldest of vampires. Unfortunately, something prevented her attempts on the rest of your bloodsuckers."

My power rolls under my skin. I use my will power to keep it hidden as a tear falls down my cheek.

"I bet your tears are just as sweet as your cunt. Once I have broken you, I will devour all of you before breeding you with all the fertile males of Water Fae. If the other clans want to surrender to my rule, then they will have the privilege to breed with you as well."

"You have to get me first, you fucking bastard! You should have stayed in the hole you've been hiding in!" I scream.

His laughter irritates all the more. "Such fire. I will enjoy watch it burn out. First, I will let my force decimate all that you love and burn this hovel to the ground. Then, I will come and take you to your rightful place." He turns his back and walk back towards the cemetery, disappearing beyond the wards.

I go back into the house, slamming the door. Thank goodness it didn't shatter. I walk into the living room to find Godric sitting on the couch with Jessica. Eric is in Gran's chair across from them as Pam paces in front of the fireplace. Tara is sits in the chair next to the couch. I perch myself on the edge of the living room table, facing Jessica and Godric.

"I need you to issue a Maker's command for her to answer all of my questions." Jessica looks up with shock and anger. That turns into disbelief when the command leaves Godric's mouth.

"Where were you on the night Tara rose?" I ask her.

"I was at Fangtasia as it was my night to work. Godric told me to go in and I would see Tara later." She sits back on the couch, folding her arms over her chest defensively.

"What happened that night at work?"

Sighing in an exaggerated manner, she answers. "Well, I arrived. Served drinks. Stopped a few fangbangers from fighting on the dance floor. Chow told me that someone reported a feeding in the ladies' room. I checked it out. Then, I finished my shift and came home." Her answer was the truth, but when she mentioned going to the restroom, there was fog like she'd been glamoured.

Reaching forward, I grab her hand. She doesn't resist as she stares at me, wondering why we're all acting so strange. "What happened when you went into the restroom to check on the reported feeding?" I ask.

"Like I said, I checked it out" She tries to pull away, but I have a firm hold on her.

"Tell me, in detail, what happen." I try to remain calm, although I must have failed as the tension in the room grows thick.

"I went in and...Then returned to the bar." It's like she believes herself to be filling in the blank, but she isn't.

"You stepped in the restroom and you see…" I begin for her.

"I see…" and she tenses. I invade her mind, trying to clear the fog. Once I do, I wish I hadn't.

Flashback...JPOV

After breaking up those bitches on the dance floor, the last thing I want to deal with is someone stupid enough to try and feed on the premises.

I walk into the bathroom. Whoever they are, they chose the last stall for their hook-up. The door is close, so I walk in front of it and kick it in. Then, I'm hit in the head and everything goes black.

I wake up and I'm hanging in a smelly, windowless basement. Looking around, I see I'm surrounded by three men. And they smell great! Unfortunately, I also realize that I'm naked. My clothes are thrown on the table along the back wall.

"Ah, you have woken. I'm glad to know that a silver nightstick can do to your kind." The voice isn't coming from any of the three in the room, but from the corner that is so dark even I can't see.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" I scream as I try to break my chains. It is silver covered in leather to prevent burning, but it still makes me weak.

"All you need to know is that you will help me get what I want regardless of your feelings. Just be happy that I don't end you pathetic life for the second and final time." The man walks out of the shadow, but I can't see his face. As he goes over to the table where my clothes are and picks up a syringe, he nods to one of the men. A door opens behind me and then closes. I try to turn to see who it is, but I can't. Then, I'm blindfolded.

"Do you have everything you need for the spells?" He asks the mystery guest.

"Yes sir." I can't tell if the voice is male or female.

"Good. Then get started while I collect the blood." He walks towards me. I kick at him, but he is just out of my reach. Two of the men, each grab a hold of one of my legs to stop my movement. "Make her a little more docile." The third man, who is now wearing silver gloves approaches. He wraps one hand around my throat and the other pounds into my face.

I black out several times. I wake up when I feel the needle of the silver syringe enter my arm. Again, it's to the man punching my in the ribs. He breaks five before I'm out once more. Lastly, I wake to that same man, thrusting into me while one of the other men is probing my ass with his fingers. I try to scream, but then I'm engulfed in darkness again.

When I regain awareness for the final time, I'm on the floor. The man from the shadows grabs my hair, yanking my head off the floor and back to face the ceiling. "Cloud her mind of what has happened here so that her maker can't command this out of her."

"What about her injuries?" the unidentifiable voice asks.

"I made sure to get some blood from my brother to fix that. And you will do well not to question me. I know what I'm doing." He pours the contents of a vile into my mouth, and then throws me back down to the ground.

Darkness returns. Then, like a slap in the face, I'm in the bathroom. I'm looking at my reflection in the mirror. My lipstick is smudge, so I reapply and go back to the bar.

"Took you long enough. What happened?" Chow asks.

"Nothing. There wasn't anyone in there. Someone is pulling your chain." He looks at me confused, but goes back to serving the drinks. And I make my rounds, checking for any trouble.

Present…SPOV

I open my eyes and stare at Jessica. She looks about her and then at the others in the room. They are all staring at me for an answer. Unfortunately for all of us, I'm not done. Again, using my willpower to remain calm and swallow the fear bubbling inside me, I ask my final question.

"Do you remember the day the palace was attacked?" She nods instead of answering me.

"You weren't at the palace. Where were you and what happened while you were there?"

"I was…" she begins but again I invade her mind again. What I see is much along the same lines as before. She was in my store, selecting a dress for the party we were to have at Fangtasia. She had just gone into a changing room when she was taken.

I release her hand and pull back. Eric is kneeling to be left, with Pam hovering over him. Jessica is still confused. But it is Godric that pulls me out of my own mind.

"What is it? What's wrong with her?" I flinch at his questions. Eric grabs my hand, rubbing circles into the back of it.

"He...he abducted her on two separate occasions. She was beaten and raped. He had a witch put spells on her to remove her memory of the attacks. They stole her blood, which just allowed him past the wards. He can come in anytime, but he is waiting for his warriors to kill all of you, leaving me alone."

"That can't be! I would remember being kidnapped, beaten, and raped Sookie." She stands up and tries to storm out, but Godric grabs her.

"When at the tower, did you feel any slight connection to either of the fairies before Pam and Suzie executed them?" She stops struggling and turns back to face me.

"Yes, but I thought I was tripping because of their scent." Her nervousness increases as she answers.

"The blood Breandan gave you, after the attacks, came from my uncle Dermot. Niall was taking blood from him to pay his vampire supporters." I rise, releasing Eric's hand, and walk over to her. Godric still has both his arms wrapped around her body. I place both my hand on her cheeks and look deeply into her eyes. She looks back into mine and the truth of what I've said hits her.

"No. No. NO!" Her gaze falls to the ground. "He won't want me now that I've been used!" she yells.

"NO!" I yell back.

"I will always love you. Nothing will ever stop that. You are mine." Godric whispers into her ear. She goes limp in his arms and screams for the pain she has unknowingly suffered at the hands of a madman.

"He will pay with his life before this day ends. I promise."