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Chapter Eight
Answered Questions

It wasn't until after Sookie had treated herself to a soft strawberry and forest fruit cheesecake that was worth the hearty calories that Godric brought up the celebratory party his second in command was creating in order to both celebrate the fact they were alive as well as remembering those who were killed innocently in the Fellowship of the Sun bombing.

Sookie thought it was a nice idea to remember those who had lost their lives, both human and vampire.

Whether it had been the intention of the Fellowship of the Sun to eliminate their own kind she didn't know. Did they not care simply due to the fact the humans knew vampires by association? Where they that petty?

Being telepathic meant it was hard not to see that some people deserved to be punished for their sins, even if Sookie found it hard to agree with death in any aspect of life. But from the little she knew about the soul killing church, she didn't doubt that Steve Newlin simply saw the human casualties as collateral damage.

That's if he felt at all guilty for what he had done.

Knowing that Godric would still be referring to Isabel as his second in command even after being stripped of his position title, Sookie didn't mention his slip up. As far as she was concerned he should have been thanked for getting everyone out of the church without his nest going through with Stan's plan in slaughtering them all.

It could have been so much worse, and yet he was punished for controlling what could have been a horrific situation.

Nan Flanagan needed to sort out her priorities.

A horrific event that could have put the vampires in a good light, the innocents in the scenario, had been wasted by Nan Flanagan who could see past the fact she actually had to work for a living. Just because she was undead didn't mean there was any excuse for her behaviour, especially considering she had always been raised to respect her elders. She had been under the impression that it was the same case for vampires, but perhaps she had been wrong.

Chewing the corner of her lip, Sookie blushed as Godric paid her yet another compliment. She couldn't help her natural reaction, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. While part of her didn't believe it was completely appropriate considering they weren't technically dating, she found it impossible not to appreciate Godric's comments. He didn't seem like the type of man who would lie about something so personal, nor have sleazy thoughts running through his head like so many of the male humans she had come across in her years.

Bill rarely paid her any compliments, well that didn't revolve around her blood, body or disability.

"Would you be offended if I asked you about your gift?" Godric brought up the topic of her disability when all vampires had decided to vacate the room for various reasons. Godric held no doubt that they wished to physically catch up with their companions, an urge many vampires felt soon after rising.

Asking herself, Sookie wasn't really surprised when she found she didn't mind in the slightest. She was soon finding out that it was hard, if not impossible, to deny Godric anything.

"What do you want to know about it?"

Taking a sip of her sparkling water Godric's eyes seemed to light up at the prospect of increasing his knowledge. It must be a rare occurrence for him to come face to face with something new, Sookie figured, especially when his age was taken into consideration. She figured the same information grew tiring over the years.

"Thank you, älskling. You will tell me if I am getting too personal, yes? My last intention is to offend or upset you in any manner."

It only made Sookie want to confide in him more. "Ok." It only made her more aware of the fact that Bill had never been so considerate, always trying to guilt or hint at her to reveal more than she was ready for.

Perhaps she really did need to rethink her relationship when it came to Bill. Since coming to Dallas it seemed that her eyes had been opened to the reality of their relationship, or lack of.

"You've be able to read the mind of others all your life if what Eric has told me is correct?" She nodded, "even when you were a child?"

Taking a sip of her drink Sookie nodded. "Yep. I don't have a memory of what it was like before I could know what people were thinking, so even if there was a time I wasn't a telepath I can't recall it."

"And your parents," Godric began hesitantly. "They did not understand?" remembering what she had confided in him on the rooftop.

It had been one of the things that had helped him reassess his situation and stay.

Sookie shook her head, surprising herself that she didn't get emotional as she usually did when her parents lack of affection for her came up, however rare, in conversation. It had been difficult watching them dote and adore Jason while their discomfort and fear of her forced her to stand and watch on the side-lines.

It made her wonder what she would have turned out like if she hadn't constantly had Grans consistent love and affection throughout her childhood and teens.

"They didn't know what to do with me. Gran seemed to have some idea that I was 'special,' but when it came to trying to control it I had to self-teach myself. I couldn't manage it during school which result in me coming out with poor scores in all of my subjects." She didn't want to sound like it was an excuse, but going back now with her shield abilities she knew she would have succeeded a lot better than she had as a child.

Godric didn't common on the slight wrinkling of her nose when she spoke of her Gran calling her special. It was clear he and Eric would need to work on her self-confidence when the time was right.

"You could not simply cheat? Read the minds of others and write and answers as you went?"

Sookie shook her head, rolling her eyes since Jason had asked her the exact same thing. He couldn't gather why she hadn't simply listened to the thoughts of the smartest kid there and copied his answers, reading them straight out of his head.

"I hadn't mastered control enough to read one mind at a time, and even if I had, how did I know they wouldn't change their mind later, or that their answers weren't wrong, or what they were writing down wasn't actually what they were thinking?"

Godric was silent for a few moments, absorbing what she had told him.

"But you have mastered it now?" he enquired.

Sookie shrugged. "I still get called Crazy Sookie-"

"By who?" Godric fought back the urge to demand names and track them down individually.

Missing his tone, Sookie simply chewed her lip in thought, "everyone in Bon Temps if I'm being completely honest, except a select few. I mean, it isn't as if it hurts anymore since I'm used to it, but when people don't realise I can hear every little thought running through their head they tend to get freaked out when I answer aloud to a question they haven't actually asked me."

Godric's jaw clenched. "And they are disrespectful?"

"Everyone is disrespectful, Godric" Sookie pursed her lips. "Some people are nice about it though, even if they do think I'm a little on the mentally retarded scale of mentality. Their politeness seems to come out of pity rather than honesty."

"They think you are mentally stunted?" Godric asked, shock tainting his tone. It took a lot to shock him, but hearing that such a rare and sort after creature was being treated so poorly was unsettling to say the least. Vampires would fight over her, kill over her if it meant successfully getting into her good graces or acquiring her as an asset.

Why hadn't his childe put an end to this sooner?

Sensing Godric wasn't at all happy with her truthful comments Sookie paused, taking the time to really look at the angered vampire sitting in front of her. If she had any self-preservation she would have scarpered at blazing black eyes piercing in her direction, his jaw tight with restrained anger as he took in what she was telling him.

She hadn't realised he would be so upset with her answers.

"What about your employer?"

Sookie did smile fondly at that. "Sam's nice. He knows about my telepathy and is thankfully ok with it. The fact he isn't as easy to read is a bonus as well, the last thing I would want to suffer through every day is the thoughts of exactly what my boss and friend felt about me and my work."

She didn't know whether she could take blunt, honest criticism on a daily bases from someone who she considered to be more than a boss, but a close friend she had grown to respect over the years.

Godric, however, was more intrigued with her lack of ability to clearly read this Sam's mind.

"He is human?"

Sookie frowned. "Huh?"

"Your boss," he expanded. "Sam. He is human?"

"Oh! As far as I know he is, though he's the first person I've met who is harder to read than humans."

Pausing in conversation as a waiter approached them, a young lad who couldn't have been more than eighteen but had impeccable manners that Sookie couldn't help but feel comfortable around. It was a delightful alternative from the rudeness she had been subjected to beforehand.

"Sorry to interrupt Sir, Ma'am, would you like for me to refresh your drinks for you?"

Not being able to help but smile Sookie glanced at Godric, surprised at the almost fond spark in his eyes. She blushed.

"Why don't you sample one of the cocktails they offer here, älskling? Before Isabel's humans…departure, he was very fond of them."

Not wanting to offend Godric by directly saying no she turned her attention to the young waiter, smiling slightly as she tried to sooth his visible nervousness. Had Charles had a word with him? She hoped the owner hadn't given the staff the impression she was a complainer who didn't value their presence, because she did, especially being a waitress herself she knew how undervalued one could feel during a shift.

"Are they highly alcoholic?" she wasn't a heavy drinker.

Seemingly surprised at her less than demanding tone she could see the boy relax almost instantly. She didn't doubt that the majority of the clientele didn't bother with either manners or politeness.

"It depends on your tastes, ma'am. If you prefer it, I could have the bartender mix you something containing more fruit than alcohol."

Ooh, that actually sounded tempting…

"Would you recommend something?"

The boy chewed his lip nervously, a trait she was very much aware was one of her own. "Personally, my preference would be the Yellowbird. It is a mixture of Bacardi Rum, pineapple, orange juice, fresh bananas and Galliano essence. It is a popular choice for our female guests."

While not a rum drinker, Sookie had to admit the way he described it made it sound delightful. She had never had a cocktail before.

"Could I try one of those please?"

She received a charming yet polite smile in return. "Of course, ma'am, and you Sir" he returned his attention to Godric who simply waved him off with a shake of his head.

Sookie waited until he had left the table before looking at Godric with concern. "Shouldn't you drink something?"

She would have asked Eric had she not believed it to be rude for her to do so. It would seem as if she was going behind his back for some reason, as if she didn't trust the man who had saved her life without knowing who or what she was.

He was a good man. Better than many.

Godric smiled softly at her concern. "I am fine, älskling. You need not concern yourself with my health."

"But-"

"I am fine," Godric smiled, amusement tainting his tone. "You know you are very similar to Eric. So stubborn."

"We both care about you, Godric" Sookie moved to lay her hand over his paler one, fighting the urge to sigh at the comfort he seemed to bring her.

While she didn't know quite what to make of her reaction to his presence, Sookie didn't want to make a big deal about it. If she could not draw attention to the strange sensations she seemed to feel when in either Godric's or Eric's presence then it would be preferable.

Bill was enough to worry about at the moment.

Speaking of Bill…"He didn't happen to tell you were he was going, did he?" she smiled thankfully as a yellow drink was placed in front of her. "Thank you."

The waiter actually bowed with a smile, offering her a yellow flower he had pulled out of nowhere causing her to giggle as she took it with a grin.

"Have a good evening."

Twirling the flower between her fingertips she raised a brow at Godric who was looking at her with amusement.

"Does this happen a lot?"

Shaking his head with a chuckle that had Sookie pausing momentarily at the gentle sound of it, Godric's smile widened. "It is an old tradition of Charles, a seeking of forgiveness his maker was so very fond of."

"You knew his maker?" she asked absently, still gently petting the soft yellow petals of the rose. She had never seen a rose that wasn't red before. It was pretty.

Godric nodded. "I did. He is still alive, though as far as I am aware he is guiding his recent childe through his transformation."

"Have there been a lot of humans he has changed?" she asked curiously.

"Indeed," Godric confirmed. "However, unlike most makers he is very traditional in the views that changing a human into a vampire is a spiritual event that should only occur if the timing is right. I had no desire for a childe myself until I came across Eric; there are times where it is hard not to change someone you find yourself bonding to."

"Does it happen a lot? Vampires changing humans because they feel a bond?"

At that Godric's features seemed to show his disappointment and disapproval as he explained how "the younger generations whose makers have trained them inappropriately are lax in their judgement. Their inability to train their creations has had serious consequences for our kind. There are some humans who are not destined to walk the earth for longer than God originally intended them for, and yet, but it has somehow been ingrained into my own kind that having a childe results in power, in control and domination over another less powerful yet strong being."

Sookie listened, raptured.

"They are incorrect. Did you know that when I was made changing a human into a vampire was a rarity, an occurrence that was considered a gift to those who displayed the keenest sense of survival? It was a transformation that was far from a split second decision, but took years to develop between maker and childe before the transformation took place."

Sookie stared, unable to move her eyes away from Godric's faraway look. Even with her lack of knowledge of all things concerning the undead, she didn't doubt that there were very few people who were aware of the true origins that were vampires.

She felt touched, that it was a privilege Godric trusted her enough to share such a personal thing.

As she took a sip of her fruit filled drink, she could only hope he continued to share.

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