I don't own True Blood, but I want someone to rewrite the show and have it aired with Millie in it. I mean seriously. I know she hasn't done anything to progress the story yet and she has little character development so far(hopefully that will change once the story really gets going), but I think she would do so much for the story, because let's be honest. Sookie is kind of has….plot armor...and…is always forgiven somehow?...and everyone else does the wrong thing but her?...

I liked Sookie for a minute, and then…she shagged Eric to just break up with him when he got his memories. I hate her. You don't throw supermodel hot guys to the curb when you can keep them.

I also have a whole bunch of grammar problems which i shall fix on a later date.

IMPORTANT INFO AND NOT ME RAMBLING HERE! MUST READ!

Edit 11/2/2016: Also important note. If you just started to read this story yesterday, don't worry about it, but older readers need to go back and read chapters because I am awesome sauce and edited my chapters, and added new passages so Millie's story connects to the original one more, plus it gives the story more plot which I will use later.

Millie dabbed a wet cloth of the rug as Eric and Godric argued next to her. Their voices bouncing off the walls of the cozy home making her brain feel like it was going to explode. She put cleaner in the white fur as she tried to get Eric's blood out of it. Her cloth was stained red, but the rug wasn't getting any cleaner. From her experiences, Horrid was going to need a new rug, but she liked to think she could try to fix it.

"I wanted to save you!" Eric snapped above her as he pulled more glass from his face putting it with the rest of the shards on the glass table, which was slowly piling up. It reminded Millie of a shattered ruby, with all the blood building on the glass and the artificial light bouncing off of it.

"So you send in defenseless humans? Is that ruttnade brain of yours even working?" Godric flicked his wrist down at Millie as he said defenseless. She might have felt a little offended, but she could be honest with herself. She was defenseless.

Millie rolled her eyes, knowing she was had little to no ability to defend herself, as she looked over to Eric with a raised eyebrow. Eric flicked his blue eyes down to her before rolling his head around and away from them both. Millie slapped down her rag down to put her hands on her hips as she knelt on the ground before both of them. She knew that face. That was Eric's I-might-have-left-something-out face, and Millie had a feeling she knew what he wasn't spilling the beans about.

"Did you explain anythin' to him Eric?" Millie didn't mind that Eric didn't seem to tell him, but it was kind of stupid. Bill she was mad at because he told someone he hated that she had a superpower of some kind and didn't even tell her. She would have been mad at Eric as well if he was in Bill's place. The point was. Godric held her contract, that's what she was calling it because what the he'll else was she suppose to call it, and it seemed important to know she could do things. Things that got her in a lot of trouble a lot, every single day, of the time. It was an occupational hazard.

Godric's eyes snapped over to her. "Explain what exactly." His voice wasn't harsh but it was cold. It made Millie shiver a little; not once since she met him did she ever hear him speak in such a glacier cold tone. Then again, she has only met him for…Millie wasn't sure how long she was in that cage with Godric, but she was estimating about two days. This tone might be normal for him because Eric didn't seem phased at all. She could only guess on why he was using that, tone and the only logical thinking was because he felt like he wasn't given all the information he needed, which Millie completely understood. Plus he wasn't given all the information needed. Mollies would be a little pissed too.

She rolled her feet under herself and pushed her body up further and away from the ground, so she was kneeling in front of them. "You remember when I freaked out at the church right?" Millie asked slowly so he wouldn't get upset more than he was. Upset vampires was not a good thing for humans like her. She learned that in her first week of knowing a vampire.

Godric leaned forwards to have his face level with hers. "I was preoccupied at the time. All I heard was a woman's wail." He said in a softer voice, like he regretted the way he spoke to them.

Millie sighed as she grabbed her rag again and flung it at Eric with little more force than necessary. "You idiot ERIC! How is he supposed ta protect me if he doesn't know what I can do?" The rag smashed against his face making him growl that stupid growl that made Millie want to hide under tables. He heard it more then once in the past couple of weeks at Fangtasia and it always ended with someone spilling a bottle of fake blood on the ground. Or at least that's what Pam tells her. Millie just left and hide in the office.

Godric didn't look away from her face as he snapped his fingers making Eric stop growling like a feral dog. "What do you mean Camilla?"

The green of Godric's eyes flicked over her face before settling on her own eyes. Millie sucked her bottom lip into her mouth as she worried her pants. "Well, I got a certain…problem." Millie started. Her eyes wavering and settling on his linen covered knees. "I see thin's when I touch anyone besides vampires. I don't know why or how, but…yeah. I see pieces of there lives."

Something tickled the bottom of her jaw. The warmth that seeped from it made Millie want to sink in it and never get out. Her head tilted into it as the warmth pushed her face upwards so her blue eyes could look into green again. This time however the green was dark and not sparkling like they once were. "Is that why you twitch every time my fingers touch your skin?"

Millie's face reddened as she tried to look away from him, but his finger had more strength then her hold body held. She had no choice by to give a single nod to answer him, because she didn't trust her own voice not to shake.

"Vi måsteåt gärda detta." Godric mumbled before he flicked his face up and looked beyond her head. "Gå till hotellet I kväll."

"Vad hander festen?" Eric snapped while trying to whip the blood off his face.

"Vi kommer att ha det I morgon kväll." Godric snapped back in his husky voice. It amazed her how much his voice changed when he spoke in different language. It did things to Millie that she was a little embossed to admit to herself.

Eric huffed at Godric before dropping the towel in his hand in Millie's lap. She could tell he was physically having trouble staying in the room. His red eyes dropped down to Millie and silently started to beg her. Millie waved her hand at him, "I'll look out for him." With that Eric flew from the house and slammed the door shut behind him with enough force that the picture frames rattled. Millie gave a quick glance at Godric and her heart started to beat ten times faster, and she was sure Godric could hear it.

Millie understood that she was embarrassed with how close he was to her person. She was like this when she got anywhere near Eric and Pam in the first week, until it settled down to a dull throb when they touched her making he ache for more contact. Godric on the other hand, was making her heart beat twice as fast. Unlike when she was with Eric, she felt her stomach flutter making her question if she was actually feeling nerves or something else.

"You smell…delicious." Godric whispered as his face inched closer to hers making her lower stomach flutter horribly. His personality did a total flip now that Eric was gone. His eyes dilated almost making them completely black. Millie would be lying if she said she wasn't a little bit uneasy, but she couldn't say she was scared either, which probably made her stupid. Millie really didn't care at the moment though, especially with the look he was giving her. It felt like he was smothering her with the way he was looking down at her.

"T-thank you?" Millie stuttered as Godric's hand moved from her chin to her jaw so he was cupping her cheek. His other hand did the same thing to her opposite cheek until her face was framed her face. More blood rushed to her face as she slide her own hands over his and wove her fingers between his. "U-um a-are you hunger?"

He didn't stop as his face came closer until his nose was almost touching her own. "My body doesn't need-"

Millie pulled her fingers around his, squeezing his hands as her eyes hardened on his. "You haven't fed in at least two weeks, and ya let me drink from ya at the Church. Ya probably have nothin' but air in your veins."

He pulled his face back away from hers so he look at her whole face instead of her eyes. "What are you saying? Din retas mig är mycket modigt av dig."

"I don't know what you just said, but…what I am tryin' to say is. Eric never drank my blood because his claim was just a formality instead of an actual claim. With you I don't know what it is, and I don't mind givin' you some of my go go juice. I owe you." Millie whispered as she searched his eyes for whatever he was thinking. It was like a light was turned out in his eyes, and Millie was trying to find him through the black void.

"You do not owe me anything. If anyone has debts to pay it-"

"Would be me. I had a deal with Eric involvin' information. With you I can only presume who don't want to know what Sookie does when she's in the shower. So this is my way to repay you." Millie cut in and squeezed his hand harder. "Besides. You gave me some of yours, it's only fair."

He looked down at her for a moment before he slide his hands down her neck pushing the spaghetti strap out of his way, as he held her upper arms. He pushed himself forward until his knees hit the glass coffee table behind her and leaned over her tiny body. "You are strange. You do not know me yet you offer your…what did you call it? Go go juice?"

Millie grabbed a hold of his lower arms and steadied herself so she didn't fall over with the weight he was leaning on her. "You saved me…and I would like to get to know you. You seem…more than the other vampires. It gives me hope. You give me hope."

"An så skall det vara." Godric whispered. Millie opened her mouth to ask him what he said, but he changed. His hands tightened on her arms and his whole body lunged at her. The movement was frantic like he was afraid she would change her mind if he didn't move fast. The gentle nice guy that he once was turned into a rough and vicious attitude. Millie wasn't going to lie, it made her heart beat faster.

The coffee table dug into her as he pushed her on to her back on the table. His body molded into hers as his legs straddled her bent ones on the ground. Millie squeaked as his nose left a tingly trail down her neck until it hit the junction between her shoulder and throat.

"Don't make those noises." His lips mumbled against her neck. She gasped as he ran his tongue over her skin in a slow trail. "Stopp, eller jag kommer inte att kunna styra själv." He whispered as his nose trail further down.

Millie felt like she was going to melt with the heat that covered her face. The smoothness of his skin against hers was a totally new feeling for her. No one touched her like Godric was doing now. No one has ever rubbed and smashed against her until her breast felt like they were pancakes between them, no one had their face buried in her neck slowly licking the skin like it was a lollipop. Like it tasted like the sweetest fruit.

Godric pulled her skin into his mouth, making Millie wiggle underneath him. She guessed he didn't like that, because his grip tightened around her pulling her further into him stopping almost all movement from her. She was shaking with nerves as she tried to stay still for him. It was harder then she thought possible. Every time he touched her, her lower stomach busted with fireworks like the fourth of July. It was so bad that she was trying very hard not to rub her legs together to make some kind of relief from the tension Godric was building in her body.

Then pain. Millie cried out has his fangs slid into her skin as easily as a knife to butter. She clutched her legs together as the pain fell away to a singing feeling flowing through her body. It was like someone had drugged her and was letting the sun burn her up. It was warmth. It was moonlight. It was waves of just pure bliss that was just surrounding her whole being. Her stomach started to burn with a bundle of light as she felt him suck at her neck, his lips contracting around the holes in her skin. Her legs started to make little rubbing motions as she tried to cling them together.

Then it was over, like it never happened. Her body was trembling from the sheer force of what Godric did to her. Millis's whole body shagged against the coffee table as he legs curled closer to her body. She lifted her head up to look at Godric but he was on her again.

Godric's eyes never left hers as his bloodied mouth touched her forehead in a tender kiss. Millie looked up at him and gripped his arm with her shaking hand. "W-what was that?"

Godric lifted his lips from her forehead to look at her face fully. His entire bottom half of his face was covered in her blood. It was dripping down his chin in little rivulets. She could only imagine how her face and shoulder looked like.

"…this experience can either be horrible, or…excitable for humans and vampires alike. It all really depends on the situation" Godric whispered as he stopped crouching and put his weight on his knees, making his face become a little closer to hers.

"Will it be like this every time I'm bitten by a vamp-"

"You're MINE Camilla. No other shall touch you unless I give them permission, and with the way your blood tastes…no one will ever go near you."

Millie tightened her grip on his arm as her other hand gripped the one he was ripping his linen pants with. His fingers tensed up as her own ran over them; covering them like a warm blanket. She didn't know how she felt about being Godric's. It wasn't going to be like what she had with Eric she knew that. Eric never drank from her like he did his play things, and Godric seemed to be the kind of man to take accusations like this very seriously. Millie was conflicted on being excited or scared. It depended on how she looked at the situation of probably never being free again, or being protected for the rest of her life. To never be alone again...

She also didn't know how to react to Godric's admission about her blood. She has never been tasted before today, and she was kind of surprised she tasted good enough for Godric to make such a declaration. "I guess you're my first and-"

"Only." Godric finished for her. His fingers loosened and wrapped around her own small fingers. "Do not tell anyone how delicious your blood tastes.'

She leaned her body forward and away from the coffee table that was digging into her back. "Why is it that such a big of a problem?"

Godric's lips pulled back further than she has ever seen since she met him. The smile was blinding on how truly happy he looked. "Because if anyone knows that I find your blood the best I have had in a long time, everyone would want a bite."

Millie nodded her head, "…that's bad."

"Very."Godric nodded as he started to stork her fingers gentle. Millie smiled as she just looked at him. She didn't know Godric very well, certainly not enough to say she knows him, but from what she's seen he was the type of man she can only hope to marry. She wanted someone who could stroke her fingers so gentle that it made her feel like a most expensive and desirable thing in the world. She also didn't want to have her silly visions every time they touched her, but that was impossible.

She looked at his face again, seeing him looking at her again. His mouth was covered in her blood but that wasn't what caught her attention. She has seen so much blood in the last couple of weeks that it didn't even affect her at all, which may be a bad thing for her future. No what caught her attention was his eyes. Those big green eyes of his, something that was very much going on her favorites list, were sad.

"Hey, don't look so down Godric." Millie smiled wrapping her fingers around the hand that were stroking them. "Today was a good day. No one died, and you literally took out the main branch of this crazy organization! Be happy!"

Godric gave her a funny look before he pulled back all the way and leaned against the couch. He ran a hand over his head and gave her that blank look that seems to just be his face. "How can I be happy when it is what I am that is causing all of this?"

Millie sighed and leaned on the couch next to him. She propped her elbow onto the couch and leaned her head on to her hand. "You're just too cute thinkin' this is just about vampires. It more than that. Haven't you noticed racism and anti-gay rallies in the past? What about women's suffrage?"

Godric looked at her like she was crazy, "What does have to do with anything?"

Millie gave him her biggest smile, "Because, Sugar, the only difference that your problem and theirs, is yours was taken to the extreme. It's not what you are, it's what you represent."

The spark that was in his eyes came back, and his face lite up a bit before he gave her a small smile. "Is what my kind represent bad?"

"No! You're just different, and sometimes people misunderstand what makes you different." Millie slowly moved her hand up but stopped when she was just a hairs breath away from touching him. She didn't want to touch him without permission. It was like an invisible force was holding her back, which was very old because she was all over him not ten minutes ago.

He must have noticed her hesitation because his own hand came up and wrapped around her suspended one and drew it to him. His hand wrapped around hers before uncurling her fingers until both of their digits were aligned. His hand dwarfed hers so badly that Millie let out a giggle as she moved her fingers between his and squeezed his hand.

"And you?" Godric suddenly asked his own fingers curling around her hand. "Are you called different?"

Millie heart dropped and she pulled her hand away and held it to herself. "I don't want to talk about it."

Godric's hand touched her face. His fingers guided her until she was looking him in the eyes again. "You may not talk about it now, but you will."

Millie grinned at him. She didn't know what about Godric made her so at ease but whatever it was, was pretty good. She could just relax and not have to worry about getting Homie Movies ever second of the day, and she can be herself and not someone who cut herself from the rest of the world. It was like she was on one of those highs Lafayette keeps going on about, and Millie wasn't sure she wanted to come down.

"Hey, Godric?"

"Yes?"

"What were you talkin' about with Eric?"

Godric sighed and let his hand fall from her face. "My nest wants to come over for a 'reunion'."

Millie's eyes went big. "A party. Here?"

"In a sense yes."

"God damnit!" Millie shot up and for the phone. "Why didn't you tell me sooner!? I have to make plans!"

Millie started to dial Eric's number, stepping over Godric as she got up from the ground. When she felt a hand snake around her ankle, but paid it no mind.

I feel dirty. I would never have thought I would write this so soon in the story, but with how fast Bill and Sookie got together and how fairies are and who now how True blood is….the story got away from me I'M SO SORRY! (Or maybe not because I have a feeling some of you were waiting for this to happen x)

Just so you know I don't speak Swedish and all this sentences are from google translate so don't blame me for the mistakes because I know google doesn't translate well:

Ruttnade: rotted (in Swedish)

Vi måste åtgärda detta: we will have to fix this (in Swedish)

Gå till hotellet I kväll: Go to the hotel tonight (in Swedish)

Vad händer festen: What about the party (in Swedish)

Vi kommer att ha det I morgon kväll: We will have it tomorrow night (in Swedish)

Din retas migär mycket modig tav dig: Your teasing me is very brave of you (in Swedish)

An så skall det vara: Than so shall it be (in Swedish)

Stopp, eller jag kommer inte att kunna styra själv:Stop, or i won't be able to control myself. (in Swedish)