This fanfic is inspired by part of the lyrics from the song 999 by the Swedish band Kent. I think it somehow sums up Godric's state of mind in the time up till he meets the Sun in the series.

"Dom 999 saker jag aldrig skulle göra
Dom vägs upp av 999 värre saker jag gjort
Dom 999 saker jag aldrig skulle göra
Dom vägs upp av 999 värre saker jag redan har gjort"
Kent

Roughly translates into:
"Those 999 things I would never do
They are weighed up by 999 worse things I have done
Those 999 things I would never do
They are weighed up by 999 worse things I have already done"

Kent

Eric's room was a bit bigger than the room Sookie and Bill had shared, so the bed easily fit the Stackhouse siblings.

Jason was watching rodeo on TV with hooded eyes close to falling asleep when Sookie came back from her shower. It had been a long few days for them both and the morning light was creeping in through the window. Sookie went to close the blinds and lock down the room in vampire-day-rest mode. They could really use a day's rest and the lock on the door would also prevent any early evening visitors from the other room in the suite. Not that she suspected Godric of such behavior but Eric on the other hand, you never knew with the Viking.

As they settled in for the day, Sookie felt a sudden urge to go to Bill's room. She recognized it wasn't her own feelings, so a little push by her shields managed to get rid of the impulse. Repulsed, she recalled all the times she had acted on the false feelings and her world started to fray at the edges. As she was about to comment on the fact that she was easily manipulated, Jason beat her to it.

"I'm such a dumb fool...letting the Newlin's sweet talk me…I just felt so lost since Gran died." He confessed looking contrite.

"I'm no better, letting Bill boss me around like a freaking puppet. Here I thought, that I was a strong woman and capable of standing up for myself…." Sookie shook her head.

"If Gran could see us now she would be disappointed I'm sure," she added looking down at her hands.

Jason took her hands and sighed.

"I don't like talking about her… it hurts too much," There were tears in his eyes now and Sookie felt guilty for a moment. If she hadn't had any contact with Bill, Gran would surely be alive today.

But then again, the killer was human and totally crazy so who could tell if he had gone after her anyway? It was not as if Sookie was anywhere near normal and the whole town knew that.

"Maybe we should both agree to do better and try to live up to the values Gran installed in us," she said and added, "We should talk about her even if it hurts. That's the way to keep her alive in our hearts."

"Momma and daddy too?" Jason looked hopeful.

"Yeah, them too," Sookie agreed.

Sookie and Jason talked a little about their respective experiences and Sookie told Jason about Bill's blood-control. Seeing the concern and understanding in his eyes made her feel a bit better.

They had turned down the light and the time between one of them saying something became longer and longer and soon they were both sound asleep.

A few hours later Sookie woke up with a strange feeling. She felt free somehow and light. Actually, she felt more like herself than she'd felt in a very long time. It hit her that her inquisitive or curious nature had been suffering under the influence of Bill's blood. Letting that side of her nature take over Sookie got up and felt compelled to put on the white jacket she wore at the party. The jacket settled down on her shoulders and she made a thorough examination of the garment but could not detect anything special about it except the fact that it was still pristine white and did not have a single wrinkle on it in spite of being exposed to a bombing. The woman's words echoed in her head.

"Well, you were all muddled up and I had this clearing jacket. It was obvious that you needed it. So it was my pleasure. I just hope it's strong enough in itself."

This was obviously a magic object; a jacket of clarification.

Testing, Sookie turned around and looked at the still sleeping Jason and it was like seeing him for real in many years. This Jason was big hearted, insecure and all his promiscuity was an attempt to regain the lost love from their dead parents. It was like seeing his soul; a shining big soft pulsing heart that was very easy to destroy. The image got clearer and purer as she looked on. A rather peculiar thing was that with the jacket on Jason's ears looked somewhat pointy. Sookie frowned and turned around looking at her own reflection in the mirror. She had been prepared to see something unflattering or even scary but apparently it was not meant for self-discovery. It was just plain old Sookie staring back at her through the mirror.

Turning back to look at Jason Sookie wondered if it worked especially well for her as she was a telepath and now had enforced her shields or if it got better with practice. It had certainly not been this clear the night before.

Feeling her curiosity taking over and with only one stray thought to the saying "curiosity killed the cat" she quietly let herself out of the room and moved towards the other bedroom.

To her delight and surprise the door to the bedroom wasn't locked. Pulling the jacket tight around herself she took a deep breath before opening the door as soundless as possible.

The sight that hit her stepping through the door was equally unexpected and the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. A nearly inaudible gasp escaped her.

There in front of her were not only two stunning creatures but they were naked which in no way made any of them look any less appealing.

Godric was lying on his side cradling Eric's head to his chest, his own head bent forward and lips touching the blond strands on top of Eric's head. Eric's upper arm was thrown over Godric's shoulders the hand imbedded in Godric's neck hair with the other arm tugged under his own head. Their legs were tangled together. Every inch of naked skin looked like silk covered steel.

They were luminous, literally glowing in the darkened room.

Stepping closer she could discern a faint smell that left her with no doubt as to what they had been doing prior to falling to sleep. A blush blossomed on her cheeks but it didn't keep her from stepping closer. If anything, it fueled her need to touch. Her telepathy let her know that the two vampires were still dead for the day.

Extending her right arm, she gently feathered her fingers over Eric's cheek and Godric's chest. A sense of calm serenity came over her and she felt a smile spread over her face. Without thinking she climbed into the bed and slipped up behind Godric settling in with her knees tugged into the hollow of his knees and her forehead resting against Eric's hand in Godric's neck hair. Her arm slung over Godric with her hand resting in the nape of Eric's neck. Closing her eyes, she barely registered the thought flickering trough her mind before she fell asleep. "This is where I belong."

A few hours later she blinked awake and suddenly felt extremely self-conscious. Her bedmates were awake and both of them were looking at her sitting on opposite sides of her. Eric must have moved before she woke.

She sat up.

Godric was regarding her with what looked like wonder and tenderness. Eric had his usual confident smirk in place. Except when she took a closer look she could have sworn that she detected a bit of surprise as well. They weren't touching her and she had a strange feeling for bereavement at the loss of contact.

"Good evening Little One." Godric was the first one to break the silence. He smiled at her and she reached out and took his hand in hers. She mumbled her own good evening. Looking down at their joined hands Godric's smile widened. Sookie had her full attention on Godric and felt more than saw Eric move closer to her and then after what she perceived as a short exchange of some form of hidden communication between the two vampires Eric took her left hand. An involuntary snort escaped her at the mental image of herself as the filling in a vampire sandwich.

Looking up at Godric she saw his brow shoot up in question.

Somewhat embarrassed Sookie blushed a little and shrugged.

"Just noting the weirdness of this situation," she replied lowering her eye just to discover to even more embarrassment that she was stroking their hands with her thumbs.

Taking a deep breath Sookie gathered her thoughts. This was weird but she felt safe and empowered and no amount of probing at her shields could detect any form of external influence. Eric and Godric sat in complete silence and let her process but after a few minutes she felt a light squeeze of her left hand. She looked up at the Viking; he was smiling at her, an unguarded and very beautiful smile that reached his eyes no hint of a smirk or mischievous glint. He lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. She starred into his eyes and sensed the depths of his 1000 years on this planet filled with so much emotion and struggle but also love; a deep and profound love for Godric.

Her heart skipped a beat when he bent forward and kissed her forehead. Just a light brush of his lips and then he sat up again and grabbed her and Godric's joined hands lifting them up. Alternating between looking into his Makers eyes and Sookie's he kissed their hands one knuckle at a time and then their foreheads.

Eric brushed Godric's cheeks with the back of his hand and then he leaned over Sookie and kissed him lightly on his gorgeous lips. Not moving away, he then let the tip of his tongue trace the bottom lip and sucking it in between his own nibbling softly. Eric's fangs had clicked out, but Godric's was still put away.

Sookie's stomach was doing summersaults watching Eric doing what she had wanted to since the party at Godric's house. Both vampires were emitting a low growl as their kiss intensified. She licked her own lips and slowly let go of Godric's hand to permit her hands travel up each vampire and settle in the nape of their necks.

Eric didn't break the kiss as he using vamp-speed, positioned Sookie between Godric's thighs and unbuttoned the first three buttons in her white jacket. It suddenly occurred to her in the middle of it all that the vampires were naked and had been all the time. Dismissing it as unimportant she let her head fall back on Godric's shoulder as Eric began to kiss his way up her naked shoulder and neck. He nibbled his way across her jaw and started to lick the corner of her mouth.

Godric had let Eric take the lead it seemed but suddenly he took over. Sookie felt a jolt of pleasure and warmth as Godric pressed his chest against her back and started to kiss her neck while tangling his hands in Eric's hair effectually pressing her and Eric lips together. His tongue was seeking entrance and she granted it with a little whimper.

Sookie felt an overwhelming urge to feel their naked skin on her own and began to frantically rip at her jacket. Two seconds after Godric had used vamp-speed helped her out of her predicament and they were now skin to skin, the jacket thrown to the floor torn to pieces with the rest of her clothes. The vampires deep and intense growling was fueling the heat building in her core.

Godric had changed their positions and Sookie was now sitting on Eric's lap with her back pressed against his chest. He was kissing and nipping her neck one arm snaked around her torso just under her breasts the other arm reaching over and his hand cupping Godric's left butt-cheek pulling him closer and closer. Sookie felt Eric erection burrowed into her back and Godric's tapping her stomach.

She pulled Godric face to her and started to lick his lip from one corner down the ridge of the full bottom lip over the other corner over the Cupid's bow. As she reached the corner he took over and pressed his tongue into her mouth and started to tongue-fuck her in increasing pace. Eric was now alternating between brushing his hand over her nipples and tweaking them. A moan escaped Sookie the feeling of both vampires' ministrations was fast making her lose control. She could not take much more teasing.

"Please… fuck me, fuck me! Do something…." She whimpered desperately.

Seconds later she felt Godric scrape her neck with a fang and then everything stopped.

Godric vamp-speeded away from the bed looking extremely scared and guilty, a drop of blood trickling down his chin.

"I'm sorry…. I'm sorry…. I'm so sorry!" The last sorry came out as a strangled whisper as Godric sunk to the floor cradling his face in his hands. Sookie and Eric had frozen in mid movement starring at the ancient vampire.

"I didn't mean to…it was just too much…your presence pushed me…I'm so sorry." He whimpered still hiding his face.

So what do you think?