The next few days in Dallas seemed to fly by. Godric, Eric, and Sookie had a lot of catching up to do, and they spent pretty much every waking second they could, with each other. Life, however, caught up with them.
The day before, Sookie had received troubling information from Faery—her military adviser sent her a letter telling her that it seemed as though the king of the Water Fae was posturing for another attack. She would have to return and evaluate the situation for herself.
Eric had Sheriff responsibilities to attend to in Area 5, and knew he couldn't stay gone for too long.
Godric, on the other hand didn't know what to do with himself. He was no longer Sheriff of his area, having resigned the day after the bombing. He felt no need to remain in Dallas—there were just too many bad memories associated with the location.
"Sookie," Godric said, on her last day in Dallas, "I was wondering if I could...well, I was wondering if I could stay with you for awhile?" Godric asked, uncharacteristically nervous.
"Of course. Do you just not want to be in Dallas anymore?" Sookie asked concerned.
"That. And I have no more reason to be here. There's nothing left here for me. My home is gone, I am no longer sheriff..." Godric trailed off.
Sookie merely nodded, understanding that feeling just fine. "I get it. I have to go to Faery when I get home, though. There's a...disturbance. I need to check it out."
"That's fine. I can come with you again, if you wish?"
Sookie hesitated at that. Her people let it slide the first time, simply because they understood that she was upset and needed somebody there. They were also too upset to even notice. "With this threat, I think it would be best it you did come. Just in case."
Sookie finished her packing, and Godric sped off to his hotel room to pack his own belongings. He stood in front of the floor to ceiling window and took a deep, unnecessary breath—Dallas was no longer his home.
Sookie, in her own room, remembered when she decided to live in the Earth realm.
After the Fae War
The Brigant royal adviser, Raegan, approached Sookie the day after her reign began.
"Your Majesty, the main royal suite is currently being cleaned and remade. Do you have a preference of colors?"
Sookie stared at him dumbfounded. "My family has been murdered, we are preparing to go to war with the Water clan, and you ask me about colors? I don't care. Pick whatever materials we have in excess, and make something work," Sookie said, already beginning to walk away. She popped herself to her own chambers when she was a good distance away from Reagan, and plopped down on the bed. She put her head in her hands, and cried. She couldn't understand how her new adviser could be so concerned about color schemes. They were at war.
She looked up suddenly when she heard the door to her room open. The vampire she met—Godric—was standing there, looking extremely uncomfortable.
"Please stop crying," he said desperately. "I don't know how to deal with a crying woman."
Sookie cracked a smile at that. "I'll try my best."
Godric sat down on the bed, and they stayed silent for the longest time. Godric was the one to break the silence.
"This is the first time I've seen sun in over a thousand years. This a great gift, Sookie. Thank you," he said sincerely, taking her hand.
"It was no problem, Godric. I...I trust you. That's the only reason that you're here. A Brigant is the only one with the power to bring a vampire to the realm of Faery. I don't know why I trust you, but I do," Sookie said, giving Godric a leveling gaze. "Do not give me a reason to no longer trust you, or you will never leave this realm."
Godric had to smile at that. She was fierce, loyal, and beautiful. "I will never give you a reason to not trust me."
Sookie nodded, and stood up, smoothing her gown. "I hate wearing gowns like this. I prefer breeches and tunics—they're easier to move in," she said, eyeing her dress with disgust.
Godric chuckled, taking in her attire. She was wearing a pale blue flowing gown, which reached all the way to the floor. Her hair was pinned back, and she had flowers and jewels in it. He thought she looked lovely, but she could imagine how uncomfortable it would be to have to wear that all the time.
"Well, why don't you change clothes? You can be queen, and wear whatever you wish," he suggested, gesturing toward her closet.
"As nice as that would be, I have to remain presentable. The people have been through enough change."
The next few days went by perfectly according to plan, and the Water Clan was defeated. As Sookie was sitting in her study, going over the losses of the war, and organizing a treaty, Raegan walked in, and stood in front of her desk.
"Speak," she said, never looking up from her work.
"Your Majesty, your new rooms are ready to be moved into at your leisure," Raegan said, nervously patting his sides.
Sookie finally looked up from her papers, and stared at the male Faery. She knew he had good intentions with everything he did, and that he was just trying to make life easier for her.
"Raegan, I appreciate everything you have done for me. I have chosen, however, to live on the Earth realm. It is further away from all of the heartache associated with this realm. I will still rule, and of course I will check in. I trust all of you, though, to keep the kingdom running. You know how to contact me if anything goes wrong.
Present Day
Sookie and Godric returned to Bon Temps that night, and made their way to Sookie's house. It was large, with several bedrooms, just as many bathrooms, and a large kitchen. There was a basement area, which contained two light-tight bedrooms, just in case any vampires came to visit—namely Eric or Godric. Sometimes even Pam.
When they got to the house, Sookie and Godric went to her room so she could pack clothes to take to Faery. She kept a closet full of royal gowns and her royal jewelery. She packed in silence, trying to figure out how bad the situation with the Water clan could possibly be. The last time she had been to Faery was last year, for her yearly check in. She stayed for a couple days, consulted with her advisers, and went on a trip to visit the Summerlands. As the queen, she was able to visit the Summerlands one day every year, and check on those who had passed. Seeing her family and children was bittersweet—she loved seeing them, but it was hard to say goodbye, and it was hard to see them in their afterlife, knowing they couldn't come back to her.
When she finished packing, she changed into a silver flowing gown, and grabbed Godric's hand.
"You ready?" she asked him, squeezing his hand.
He nodded, smiling slightly. "Show me the sun again."
Sookie smiled and tapped into her energy, gathering it up. They were enveloped in a bright glowing light, and the next thing they knew, they were in the royal chambers in the palace in Faery. Sookie started putting her clothes away, and gestured for Godric to do the same.
"Alright, so I'm going to address this issue with the Water king, and then I'm going to do my visit in the Summerlands. You can go with me to the Water fae meeting, but for obvious reasons, you can't come to the Summerlands with me," she said, as she finished hanging her dresses.
"Okay, that's fine," Godric said, hanging his own clothes, "how long are we staying?"
Sookie thought for a second, before shrugging. "I honestly don't know. This could take one day, or this could take longer. I would rather find a peaceful resolution to this problem. I don't need another war for my people."
"I understand. Well I'd be happy to help you with the politics. It is refreshing to see you taking peaceful measure," Godric teased, winking.
"Oh, shut up!" she said, smacking his shoulder. It was true, though. She had gone through a particularly blood-thirsty phase. Godric didn't complain though. They were both feral for a long time.
"Well, I do remember a certain woman who was involved in the beginning of every major war for the past 2000 or so years..." Godric said, still teasing her.
"And I also remember a certain man who was just as involved, and who was just as blood-thirsty as I was once," Sookie said, facing him.
Godric chuckled—a deep throaty sound—and wrapped an arm around Sookie. "You are definitely right, Little One. But now, you need to go be a queen, not reminisce about the good ol' days," he said, standing up, bringing her with him.