The next morning, Sookie popped herself and Godric back to the mortal realm. It was surreal. She was back here with a purpose, on a mission of sorts. She was still undecided whether to bring the two additional vampires back with her. Eric, she wasn't too concerned with—he would be able to control himself. Pam, on the other hand, was still young—not even 100 years old. She would probably be too dangerous to bring back.

Godric could feel the apprehension coming off of Sookie. She was doing her best to hide it from him, but he had known her for too long to be fooled. He could guess what was bothering her, and it bothered him too. He was having the same reservations about bringing the two younger vampires back. Pam, for the same reason as Sookie, but Eric...Eric was his son, and naturally, Godric wanted to keep him safe. He didn't want him in harms way. He would never tell Eric that, however. Eric would just laugh it off. Godric, after all, used to be the most ruthless vampire in the land.

900 AD

Godric and Sookie were passing through modern day England, on the eastern coast, when they heard the unmistakable sounds of battle—the clash of metal, the shouts of men, and most importantly, the stench of blood that filled the air after just a few moments. They crept into the clearing, and saw what was taking place. A raid by some vikings on a local village, that wasn't ending well for the vikings. They were ill prepared, and cocky, being led by a tall, blonde man.

As they watched from the shadows, they saw the man fight. He was elegant, yet harsh in his technique—obviously formally trained, and he demanded the respect of those around him. When he was slashed in the back by a man who came from behind him, Sookie and Godric were as shocked as they could be, seeing as they had seen worse battles.

The rest of the vikings quickly finished off the village, and took what valuables they could find, before picking up their fallen leader, and retreating into the woods. Sookie and Godric followed close behind them, making sure to remain as silent as possible. Sookie could tell what Godric was contemplating. She knew he was lonely. Of course he had her to keep him company, but he yearned to have a progeny. Somebody to teach his ways. Another to be immortal. They both knew she wouldn't live forever, however they chose to ignore that fact.

For two nights they followed the men. They were slow moving, having to carry their injured leader. On that second day, though, he began to rapidly decline. Godric would have to make his choice, and soon. The man would die in the next few hours. His comrades were already at work building his funeral pyre. That night, Godric made up his mind.

"Sookie, I want to turn him," Godric told her under the canopy of the trees.

She nodded her head in understanding. "Then why wait? You'll have to kill the others. Unless you want me to do that?"

Godric thought about it. "Take out the two guards. I'll take the ones talking around the pyre."

She nodded again. "Okay. In three night's time, you will have a progeny."

They quickly got to work with the plan. Sookie popped to the two guards, and broke their necks swiftly. It wouldn't be good to cause too big of a scene. Godric, however, was much less elegant in his killing. He sped to the three men standing around the pyre and ripped out their throats, causing blood to pour from his mouth. He figured it would give a better theatrical element to affair.

Godric crouched over the dying man and looked at him closely. He didn't want to make a mistake, and change the wrong person. He needed to be perfect.

"Who are you?" the man asked quietly.

"Death," Godric answered, just as quietly, scrutinizing the blondes actions.

"My comrades?"

"Dead," Godric answered simply.

"Swine," the dying man muttered, looking in to Godric's eyes.

"I'm going to give you a choice. Could you live forever as the companion of death? Could you walk in the shadows with me for all eternity?"

The blonde took a moment, and scrutinized Godric right back, staring at him. He then merely nodded, signaling his agreement.

And then Godric struck.

Godric remembered that night fondly, as odd as that sounded. Yes, he had taken many lives, but he had given one that night, and the never regretted it. He had always tried to protect Eric, even if he never knew it. Godric wouldn't have wanted him to know it, anyways.

Sookie watched Godric out of the corner of her eye. He was reminiscing. Of what, she had no idea. She was just happy to be back to her home. Faery always felt too formal for her. She was always happy to come home, slip into a pair of shorts, and take all of her make up off. Faery required too much effort on the appearance front.

They approached the front door, and invited Godric in, before setting her few belongings down in the foyer. She left most of her things back in Faery since she knew they would be returning soon.

"There's True Blood in the fidge," she told Godric as she made her way upstairs to her bedroom.

"Or you can have my blood. It's up to you."

That actually made Godric pause. She had already offered once when they were in Faery, but he just pretended that he forgot. He knew that their situation would get messy if he were to feed from her. They had been in a romantic relationship in the past, and he knew where taking her blood would lead.

"I think the True Blood will be fine," he said, making his towards the refrigerator. He took his time, seeing the house on his way there. He hadn't been to her new home yet. It was nice. Simple. Just like Sookie.

Sookie came back downstairs after about 10 minutes. She sat down at the table across from Godric, and laid her head on her arms.

"When are you wanting to meet with Eric?" Godric asked her, sipping on the vile True Blood.

She looked up briefly, and chuckled slightly at the disgust on his face. "We might as well go tonight. It's still early enough. I want to get everything worked out as soon as possible so we can return back to my people."

Godric nodded, gulping down the last of his drink. "We can leave now."

Instead of driving, Sookie just popped the two of them to Fangtasia to save time. When they arrived, they went through the back door, and went straight to Eric's office. They didn't have to wait long for the man in question to saunter through the door. With a fangbanger attached to his arm.

When he saw Sookie and Godric there, his face dropped. He realized at that moment that he wouldn't be getting his fuck or his feed that night. Sookie raised an eyebrow when she saw the two of them. His escapades were funny at this point.

After sending the woman away, Eric sat down at his desk, propped his feet up. "Fader, Sookie, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"We've been in the Fae realm the past few days. A war is brewing, and I need allies here in the mortal realm. I need vampires I can trust, vampires old enough to have self control around my faeries if the war brings us to this realm," Sookie explained to him.

Eric leaned back in his chair, and ran a hand through his hair. "I can think of few that would be old enough for such a task. Myself and Thalia are the only two in this area old enough to resist the temptation of the fae."

Sookie nodded. She knew there weren't many vampires left who were old enough to even remember that faeries existed. "I also need witches. Assemble enough that we can enchant our homes and businesses here in the mortal realm. I don't the water or any of their allies to get their hands on them. I need to find out who the water king has aligned himself with, although I'm not sure how I'll find that out right now."

Godric felt helpless as he watched Sookie try to figure everything out. He wished he could help, but he knew this was her battle. She needed to strategize, since she was the one who knew her people. Eric and Sookie talked for almost two hours before she was ready to go home. They agreed to meet the next night and talk some more, after Eric had time to talk with different witches and vampires. He also had a few Were's he wanted to talk to for their assistance.

When Sookie and Godric made it back to her house, she went straight up to her bedroom, and changed into one of her nightgowns. Godric was right behind her, and pulled her into bed with him.

"Godric, I'm so confused right now," she said, nuzzling into his chest.

"Shh, little one," he murmured, kissing her head, "everything will work out, I swear it. You need to rest now, though."

"I can't sleep."

"Then we can watch TV, or we can watch movies. I just want your mind to be at rest for at least one night," Godric told her, almost desperately. He wanted to see the spark in her eyes that he knew and loved.

Sookie looked at him, and before she knew it, she kissed him, deeply, wrapping her arms around him, pulling him on top of her. She knew that she was starting something that couldn't be stopped, but she just couldn't help herself.