A/N: Hey there! Just a quick note before my chapter. I just wanted to mention a little about how I've wrote Bella. Edward destroyed what little self esteem she did have and because of him she is ashamed of her desires. The way she is reacting isn't normal, no, but she has been very recently depressed and is just started to feel better. Edward would make her feel wrong about feeling lust and constantly rejected her. Of course this took a tool on her. Considering all this, it is unlikely she would feel confident enough to jump in a relationship with Godric. I am trying to make this realistic, let me know if i'm off base here. I did write her problems at an extreme level but considering how she was in New Moon, it isn't that extreme.
Anyways, on to my newest chapter. I hope you all enjoy. I have written most of this story already, hence the regular updates. I should be keeping them this way, i hope you stick with me and enjoy the rest of my story! Thank you all for your wonderful reviews!
Godric sat on the plane ride to Shreveport, lost in his thoughts. It had certainly been an eventful week. It had progressed in a similar fashion to the first night, to Godric's dismay. Bella and Eric had begun what Bella called a 'prank war'. It was simply each of them trying to humiliate and annoy the other person. Bella was more easily embarrassed to Erics advantage but Eric was more easily annoyed to Bella's advantage. He hadn't been able to have sex since that first night. Godric had to reign Eric in from time to time. It was most likely the longest he had gone without sex in a while and Godric could tell he was frustrated. Eric would sometimes take teasing too far and begin to flirt and seduce Bella, much to her confusion. Godric had to hold him back. No. Bella was his mate. He was furious at first with Eric then calmed down. Godric understood, Eric was becoming desperate. Bella was after all a beautiful women and he trusted his son. Eric simply got carried away.
Thankfully, now it was time to head back to Louisiana. Godric had been feeling increasingly left out, not that he'd ever admit it. He had tried very hard not to feel jealous but failed incredibly. Bella was his mate. Her attention should be focused on him. He was included on some 'pranks' towards Eric, but still, the amount of time and energy she put into Eric... saddened him. Godric knew logically that he was her mate and although he was not worried about Bella falling for Eric in a romantic way... he just... wanted her to spend time with him like that, tease him, joke around with him. He longed for it so much it burned. He would take any amount of annoyance or embarrassment she bestowed on him as long as it was her. It would prove she was comfortable around him and that she had been thinking about him.
Right now, Bella and Eric were arguing about one of his pranks, behind him. He sighed. Their voices were becoming increasingly loud in the small cabin. He stared out the window, to the beautiful night sky, whilst listening to their argument.
"You took it too far Eric! All week people were coming up to me and trying to give me money... for... you know!" She huffed. Godric could scent her delicious blush in the air. He sighed again, he remembered when it was him that made her delicious blood rush to the skin, as if calling to be drank by him.
He heard Eric chuckle. Bella appeared to stand up and stomp off towards the back of the plane, presumably to the toilet. Godric listened carefully to her heartbeat and breathing to detect if she was in any danger. He done this automatically now, to ensure his mates safety.
"No need to pout, master" Eric's amused voice came from next to him. He must have moved beside him.
Godric frowned, "I am not pouting" He muttered, looking out the window.
Eric snorted, "Yes, you are. Stop being so childish. Bella is not ignoring you, she is simply busy with me. Do you know why her attention is on me and not you?" Eric stated and leaned back on his seat, his hands behind his head.
"I do not care" Godric said quietly. The seconds ticked by and eventually Godric relented, turning to Eric.
"Ok, why is her attention on you and not me?" Godric asked. He saw Eric's face split out with a shit-eating grin. His eyes twinkled.
"Because master, I make her attention be solely on me" Eric replied simply. Godrics brows furrowed, what did he mean?
"I do not understand" Godric said.
Eric looked at his maker and explained, "Simply put, I make sure she is thinking about me. I catch her attention by doing bold, interesting things which make her interested and curious. This draws women in, Godric"
Godric was confused, "You handed her a hundred dollar bill in a room filled with people and told her that was the best 'fuck' you had had in ages, making everybody assume she was a prostitute. She had people approaching her all night asking for her 'services'. She was furious and embarrassed, not interested and curious. This seems like an incredibly stupid thing to do" He said, exasperated.
Eric merely shrugged and began looking around the cabin lazily, "Same thing. Anger is a passionate emotion, master. I do like a passionate women" Eric winked at Godric, "If it is so stupid then why has Bella's attention been focused mostly on me this week and not you?" Eric inquired.
Godric frowned. Eric had a point there.
"Besides, why haven't you told her you are her mate yet? That surely would have her more interested in you than me" Eric asked curiously.
Godric looked away, "I will tell her, son. All in due time. It is not the time yet" Godric replied evasively.
He heard Eric blow out air and frustration, "Just tell her already, Godric. You said she should have a choice. Well, give her all the facts then. She has a right to know"
Godric nodded his head and looked at his son, "I will tell her. Just not at this moment"
Eric looked stunned for a brief second, then gaped incredulously at his maker.
"You are scared" Eric breathed.
Godric eyed him warily, "I am not scared, my son. Simply... concerned she may not take this information well. Perhaps she will take it better once I know her better"
Eric sighed and shook his head. Just then Bella entered the cabin again, halting their conversation. She came over and began a conversation with them about Dallas and how much she would miss them once she was back in Bon Temps and they were in Shreveport.
This put Godric in a terrible mood. He may not see Bella every night from now on.
Pondering this, he looked out his little window again and began thinking about how to ingrain himself into Bella's life more.
Godric had slipped into downtime in his pondering and was roused by Eric who said that they had landed. Godric turned and saw Bella fast asleep on the chair, nuzzling into the soft fabric.
"...Godric" She muttered in her sleep. Godric smiled softly. Her mind may be occupied by Eric when she was awake but he was the focus of her dreams. It warmed his heart.
Not wanting to rouse his angel, he lifted her gently and carried her down from the plane, trying not to jostle her. He made his way off the plane, with Eric on his heals, to see his grandchild filing her nails next to a minivan. She must be here to pick them up.
Godric walked slowly over to her, she opened the back door as he approached and helped gently slide Bella inside. Godric flashed to the other side and slipped in quickly, pulling Bella onto his lap.
After about five minutes – as Eric was collecting their luggage – Eric slipped in the passenger side and off they went.
Godric closed his eyes, breathing in Bella's scent. He didn't know when he would next see her and spent the entire ride savouring her enchanting smell.
All too soon, they reached an old little farm house. Godric frowned. This house was not very secure. He worried about her safety briefly. He sighed. It was time to rouse her and for them to part. A small part of Godric secretly wished she would declare that she did not want to be separated from him and he could whisk her away. Alas, this was unlikely.
"Bella, Bella, It is time to wake up. You are home" Godric said gently, pushing hair back from her face. She moaned slightly, sending a thrill through Godric. Well, now she was not going to be around him, he wouldn't be walking around permanently aroused anymore, he thought. Every cloud...
She sat up and mumbled sleepily and stretched. As usual, his eyes were drawn to her curves. She is luscious.
"Thanks for the drive home" She yawned sleepily. She then turned to Eric,
"And thanks for the trip to Dallas, it was... Well I would say it was great but it wasn't. The only good thing was meeting Godric" She then grinned at him and if he had a heart, it would have stopped. He felt so much joy and relief at those words. He smiled back at her. Eric simply smirked then exited the car.
To Godric's disappointment, so did Bella then. He followed suit, obviously.
Godric watched as Eric helped Bella up the porch, carrying her bangs. His heart yearned to be the one caring for her. But it wasn't time and he didn't know if she would appreciate his attentions. Bella was his mate, yes. The gods had decided this, but a part of him was... nervous. Part of him didn't believe he was worthy of such a goddess, such a pure, innocent soul. He was a monster. He was slaughtered hundreds of humans out of boredom, how could she love him, mate or no? How would she react to find that the fates had cruelly mated her with death. He wasn't sure. This situation was new to him and he did was all predators do, observe to learn more about the situation before making a move. It would not do to make a mistake. He only had one shot at love. At Bella.
He saw as Bella entered the house and turned back to wave goodbye to him. His heart clenched. He never wanted to say goodbye to her, ever. It wasn't right. She disappeared into the dark house and Eric flashed back to the car. Godric entered the car at human pace. He could feel the absence of Bella's calming presence. He missed it. It was nearing sunrise, they only had enough time to get back to Shreveport then it would be time to die for the day.
The next night, Eric rose an hour before sunset. He turned and looked over to his maker, seeing him lying beside him, fully dressed, hands behind his head, gazing at the ceiling.
"Good evening, master. Will you be joining me at Fangtastia tonight?" He asked respectfully.
Godric nodded his head in agreement. He seemed distant. He most likely missed Bella.
Eric frowned and walked into his ensuite and into the shower, preparing for the night. He hoped his maker wouldn't be in a permanently bad mood when Bella was not around.
Two hours later, Eric and Godric were ready to depart to Fangtasia.
They made their way to Fangtastia in silence. His maker was in a foul mood and Eric wondered at a way to get him out of it. When they arrived, he offered him various humans he knew, that were very delicious but he was not interested in feeding. He insisted on drinking a foul true blood and wanted to merely sit quietly in his office.
Later on in the night, Godric sat in a booth alone, whilst Eric sat on his throne. His maker made an appearance on the floor for his benefit and he was grateful. He watched as many fangbangers attempted to gain his attention unsuccessfully.
Eric decided to let his mind turn to more pleasurable things as he scanned the bar for his meal for the evening. He could finally get laid. Bella was a cock-blocker. An amusing one, but still. He needed a fuck. Badly. He was looking around the usual vermin when something of interest caught his eye. There was a women leaning casually against the bar in a tight body-con black dress. It hugged her figure well, showcasing the very little curves her body had to offer. She wore high red heels and had long wavy brown hair that reached her buttocks. He spied her face as she looked around the bar and noticed that she was relatively attractive. She had very tanned skin; Hispanic of some sort. He had never seen her before and decided that she was suitable.
Eric used his glamour to encourage her to approach him. His glamour was so powerful he did not need to speak or look into a humans eyes to impress his will upon them.
As she walked towards him, he took a discreet sniff of her blood. She seemed rather appetizing, he thought darkly.
"Hello there" He purred at her, "don't you look delicious" His gaze trailed down her body.
And so began his usual seduction.
Sometime later, he was in his office with the bloodbag and had her spread legged on his desk. He was just about to bite into the juicy artery on her neck, when suddenly he was frozen,
"claudicatis (halt)" She spoke authoritatively. Eric started to panic, WITCH, his mind shouted at him. He tried desperately to call for his maker but with increasing worry, he realised that he couldn't sense his maker or his child for that matter. It was like he was numb, his bonds with them were frozen. Hands pulled at his face so she could look him in the eye. He saw the evil gleam in her eyes and he desperately tried to free himself from her grasp to no avail. She began chanting in latin, "exaudi me dea terrae. Mulieris bestia scelerum poenas . Ut auferatur potentia cupientibus essent. Quod facit hominem detrahere . Creare-" She was interrupted by his office door swinging open. Someone had come to his aid. Eric could not move due to the spell but saw the witch jump up begin to chant again but was silenced with a bang. He heard bashing against the wall and muffled grunts. He felt extremely nervous, never once had Eric had his back to a battle. Just a few seconds later, he was released from the spell and he gasped hugely. The bonds he had flooded with relief and fear. Both Godric and Pam zoomed in the next instant as Eric's erratic emotions hit them and saw a sight which stunned them all to the bone. There was Bella, slumped against the wall, panting, drenched in the witches blood. The dead body lay to her right, barely recognizable as her head was seemingly bashed in beyond repair. The office was eerily silent, then Bella began sobbing quietly and buried her head into her knee's.