Sookie didn't awake until the following evening. She got out of bed and made her way to her bathroom where she took a warm bath. She got out after awhile and made her way back to her bedroom with her towel loosely wrapped around her. She closed the bedroom door and turned for her dresser. She was digging around for a fresh bra and pair of panties when she heard a shuffling from behind her. She quickly spun around and almost screamed when she saw Eric standing there near her window.

"Eric? What in the hell are you doing here?"

Her memory of last night was still a bit hazy. She remembered Bill, and then Eric and Godric. Godric. Yes now that she recalled she also remembered drinking his blood. She can remember the sweet metallic taste of it. She blushed as she began to remember the dreams she had had of him as well. Eric noticed her in deep thought and turning a deep shade of red. He already knew that she was thinking of his maker.

"You dreamt well of him I'm sure?"

It took a minute for Sookie to catch on but when she did she was sure she was going to explode in embarrassment.

"What did he do to me?"

"He healed you."

"Yes I know but…"

"But….? Are you not grateful?"

"No! No that's not it at all, I'm very grateful it's just, it's a little uncomfortable, dreaming those sort of dreams about…a boy."

Eric was in front of her within seconds. His face inches from her. Sookie took a few steps back but Eric closed the distance between them again.

"He is far from a boy." Sookie only stared up at him. "Besides, did he seem like a boy in those dreams you were having?"

Sookie could feel her face flush a little bit more, if that was at all possible.

"Perhaps Sookie, if you were up to it, the three of us could…oh I don't know..."

"Eric enough!"

Eric turned around to see Godric near the window. He cursed hi maker for following him. He had said that he would meet him and Sookie at the club. Did he not trust him with the simple task of fetching a mere human?

"Godric, you said…"

"I'm aware of what I said. Please go to the club, I wish to escort Miss Stackhouse."

"But…"

"Now!"

Eric walked back to the window after giving Sookie another one of his menacing looks. Godric grabbed his arm before he could fly out of the window.

"And please Eric, no more taunting our woman."

Eric nodded to his maker and then disappeared, leaving the Godric and Sookie to their devices. Godric made his way to Sookie who stood near her dresser with her towel clutched to her body. She was completely confused. But after a minute of running through her memories of the previous night she remembered Godric saying that he or Eric would be back the next night to discuss my new protection arrangements.

"Are you all right?"

Sookie looked up and met Godric's gaze. He really was beautiful. Just then she got a very warm and exotic feeling flood her lower regions. The dreams came flooding back into her mine. She felt Godric's hand on her belly from the dream. She could feel him running it down to her lower area, the warm area between her legs. She remembered how her breathing had become erratic and the mere thought of all that had happened in the dream was making her breath do the same right there in front of Godric.

"Godric what…" She lost her voice. "What do you want?"

She didn't mean to sound rude but she didn't know how to handle her emotions, her feelings, and her thoughts all at once right now. She was so scared that she was going to lose control and rape this boy in front of her.

"I came to check on you, and to let you know of your new protection while Compton is away.?"

"Why do I need protection? I can take care of myself. I did just fine before I met Bill?"

"Yes I'm sure you did Miss Stackhouse but you since you have chosen to engage yourself into courting a vampire you have been introduced to the vampire world. Compton, I'm sure like any other vampire, has enemies. You could be the target for those enemies now that Compton is gone."

"Enemies? Bill?"

"Yes, I'm sure he has at least a few. You can never be to safe Miss Stackhouse. Besides that Eric thinks that the Queen and Compton have conspired against you in some sort of way or another."

"What? That's absurd! Conspired against me? How so?"

"I'm not sure, you will have to ask Eric the next time you see him. They are just assumptions. He hasn't mentioned it to you because he isn't entirely sure himself. He is waiting for Compton first mistake or more proof on the matter before he goes tossing out assumptions."

"Well at least he's smart about that one. I don't know if I should be mad about his assumptions or not. Bill has never acted like that before. And he's never hurt me that badly."

"That badly? Miss Stackhouse he shouldn't be hurting you at all. Not if he cares about you as much as he says he does."

Sookie didn't argue with that. Godric was right, Bill shouldn't be hurting her at all. All the memories of the previous night and the way he had acted and hurt her was beginning to be too much. She turned her back on Godric to face her dresser, not caring if her towel wasn't fully covering her properly. There was nothing proper about her last twenty four hours, not with the blood exchange and the dreams of Godric. Why should she be modest all of a sudden now?

"You are very beautiful."

"Godric please…"

Godric knew she was trying to beg him to stop but his instincts were kicking in. He hadn't fed properly in nearly a month. He was hungry and starved of a woman for some centuries now. He had been chasing after boys, Eric being one of them, till now. Now he had his mind set on Sookie Stackhouse.

He was nowhere near letting off of her. He wanted to torture her in this way. He wouldn't take her though, like he was sure Eric would do. He was going to wait, until the torture began to be too much for Sookie and she came to him, begging for him to take her.

For now though, he would torture her slowly, for his own amusement. He noticed the towel draping over her back so low that he could see the top part of her ass. He placed his finger tips on her lower back right above her bottom. She arched her back and her breathing picked up, funny though, she didn't stop him. He hadn't ever remembered his blood taking effect this fast. But then again it's been awhile since he has given his blood to any human.

He ran his fingers up her back, stopping at the back of her neck. He grasped it with his hand and began to knead his fingers, massaging her. Then the moans started escaping and she tried to pull away in embarrassment. Godric stopped her from pulling away by pushing her up against her dresser. He pulled the towel away and tossed it on a chair near the window. He then pressed his body into hers and rested his chin on her shoulder, all the while still massaging her. She continued to moan and ceased the fighting. She cursed herself for being so weak but what was she suppose to do? It felt so damn good. She had never had a massage before but she was sure that there was no one better than Godric, who she was sure had turned it into an art. His fingers, however small and boy like they were, were very skilled at it. Her body begged for more, they begged for his fingers to travel to other parts of her body.

She immediately remembered her mistake. She shot up using a force unknown to her and never before seen by Godric in any human, and threw him into the wall on the far end of the room. She closed her eyes and spun around trying to regain control of her body and its emotions and functions. When she reopened them Godric was back in front of her again and he was staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar.

"What are you?" He asked in almost a whisper.

"No one important, my name is Sookie Stackhouse, I'm a waitress at a local bar, I'm twenty one years old, and I am way too old for you. I am all of the things you should already know."

Godric laughed out loud and grabbed Sookie by either side of her waist. Within seconds she found herself lying on her bed, staring up at a vampire. He had retracted his fangs and he spread her legs to get in between them.

"You really don't want to bring the age difference into perspective. I beat you in that area by over two thousand years."

Sookie struggled against him, trying to get out from underneath of him. He had never meant for the evening to turn out this way but he had to defend his pride. She had attacked it in the worst possible way.

"Yes but you look like a boy and…"

"Looks can be deceiving, besides, we are only a couple years apart. I was nineteen when I was turned. I also think that I deserve a little more recognition than that of a boy. You will never meet anybody, any man or vampire for that matter, more powerful than me."

He placed his mouth near her ear and nudged her head to the side. She allowed him access to her ear but closed her eyes tight as if expecting some sort of pain.

"And you will never, I'm afraid, meet a man who can make you scream as I can."

Sookie's belly dropped and she could feel herself heating and growing wet between her legs. Her core was on fire and it was all his fault, how dare he. Godric brought his face back to hover above hers once more and they shared a moment's gaze. Sookie found herself getting lost in his eyes. They told a story all by themselves, all the things he had ever seen in his life, his two thousand years, all the things that he has done. This was Eric's maker, of course, how could he be anything less than a man. But was this a man she needed to be falling for? She could tell he was just as manipulative as Eric was.

Her heart beat started to slow down and she began to relax abit. Even though there was a two thousand year old vampire, who could rip her to pieces if he wished, lying on top of her. She couldn't help but feel as if the sudden sereneness that had come over her was because of him. Like maybe they were meant to be. She shook her head violently, that was the blood talking she was sure. When she stopped she opened her eyes again to still see Godric watching her as intently as ever. But now he held a really funny expression on his face from trying to figure Sookie out. She burst out in laughter. His eyes grew bigger and he leaned back a bit, as if expecting her to explode or something.

"What is so funny?"

Sookie continued to laugh and Godric even let off a small smile.

"You're beautiful when you laugh."

Sookie stopped laughing now and watched him again as she gave off a slight blush. He smirked when he noticed this.

"Are you alright then? He asked as he removed himself from her.

"I'm fine but are you going to throw me on the bed like that again?"

Sookie climbed off of the bed and stood in front of Godric with her arms crossed. Godric gave off a small smirk, much likes Eric's mischievous one.

"Not tonight."