A/N: I don't own anything, I am just taking the characters out for a walk.

Sookie's POV - First Meeting

I don't know what possessed me to think that this plan was in anyway a good idea. Infiltrating the Fellowship of the Sun pretending to be engaged to Isabel's human Hugo. The minute we got here I should have known something was up I mean he didn't even change his name and isn't he supposed to be a well-known vampire rights lawyer. That fake smile Sarah plastered on her face should have tipped me off right off the bat and Steve's just plain creepy and I'm the one known as crazy Sookie it doesn't seem fair.

So now we've been down here for a day or so and Hugo's been completely freaking out the whole time. Of course as soon as I touched his arm everything came in loud and clear: he was the reason we are down here. He has sold us out, and all because he doesn't feel that Isabel loves him enough to turn him. I do wonder what crawled up Newlin's ass when Hugo mentioned my real name, I swear he was picturing Jason but why would he know who Jason is? Hugo seems to be almost relieved when Gabe stomps down the basement stairs. Although I don't know why it's not like the fots think he is any different that I am. That becomes pretty clear when the minute Gabe enters the cage he proceeds to beat Hugo up so bad that he is now laying unconscious in the corner leaving me alone with the very intimidating Gabe.

I grab the first thing I can and try to keep him away but it only seems to egg him on. This is not looking good. His mind is nasty full of the terrible things that he wants to do to me and has done to other women.

"You'll spread your legs for those dead leeches but a red blooded man's not good enough? I'll show you what a real man's like."

"No, please don't... Help! Somebody help me!"

"No ones gonna save you, you fangbanging whore!" Gabe spit venomously and charged. I try to hold onto the chair using it like a lion tamer but he is too strong and he soon rips it out from my grasp and launches himself on top of me. We crash to the ground my head bouncing off the concrete floor winding me momentarily. Then Gabe starts to hit me in the stomach and the face, I can hear that he wants me to pass out first.

"No please, no got off of me, Help! Somebody Help me!" I scream out loud and inside my mind as loud as I can hoping that someone, anyone would hear me and get this crazy rapist off of me before it is too late. Gabe keeps pummelling me and I block as best I can. Then I manage to free both hands and clap them over his ears hard. Gabe let out a roar of rage and pain and let go of me for a moment, I take my chance and try to scurry back away from him. Before I can get back up Gabe regained his equilibrium and comes back at me even more enraged. It seems like hours have passed and I am starting to loose hope and consciousness, I am struggling as best as I can knowing that for Gabe this isn't what he wants: he wants me scared and compliant or better yet out cold.

Suddenly my mind registers the absence of my would be rapist's body weight, slowly I open my eyes keeping my hands up in a defensive position. What I see before me is the most beautiful being I have ever set eyes upon. He looks to be no older than eighteen with short messy brown hair that falls in pieces, he isn't very tall but his body is obviously muscled and he holds Gabe aloft in one hand with ease. I can see a few tribal looking tattoos peaking out of his shirt collar. The last and final thing I notice about the Vampire that stands before me are his eyes: they are a striking grey blue and seem to hold the weight of the world. As I peer into his eyes I can tell that he is ancient, an assumption backed up by his huge aura and powerful presence.

"Godric, its me Gabe." Gabe pleads are cut short as his neck is snapped with a flick of the vampire's wrist. The vampire whose name is apparently Godric - the vampire I was sent to find - drops his lifeless body to the ground with a thud. I am still looking into his eyes and briefly see concern flash across them and he takes a step back away from me and then crouches down and sits back on his heels. He seems to debate what to do for a moment, still staring directly into my eyes.

"Are you alright?" He asks quietly. I start to try and pull myself together and I nod in answer. As I am not able to speak after hearing his voice. It speaks to my soul and I want nothing but to hear him speak again. An intense feeling of longing almost eclipses my injuries. My body is badly bruised and I am having a terrible time rising on my own, I plead with my saviour with my eyes willing him to pull me into his strong arms and to hold me close.

"Do you need help? Are you hurt?" Godric asks me softly and I again nod, I have never felt so pitiful and broken. All of sudden I am in his strong arms and he is staring into my eyes like they hold the meaning of life. As soon as my skin touches his I inhale sharply startled by the sudden change - he is so very fast - his touch and scent seem to cause my system to overload. Millions of emotions and thoughts pound into me, I can feel Godric's system overwhelm shortly after my own and when that flows back into mine, my world goes dark.

All Sookie knows is that she is safe, her mind closes in and focuses only on what is most important: getting out of the fots church. Slowly she starts to be able to notice her surroundings, though her mind is still overwhelmed by the increase in stimuli pounding into her from all sources within a couple of miles. She knows that Eric is near and that Godric is keeping her safe, she trusts them and she can feel their love for one another it is tangible to her she sees it as a glimmering dark blue and green cord that holds them together. She cries out for Eric to turn, he is about to be staked in the back by a dishonourable fots member.

I listen to Newlin pontificate and try and rile up the fots members present. The garbage he is spouting is totally nonsensical. 'That doesn't even make any sense!'

"Chain them in silver, we will have two for our Holy bonfire at dawn." When I hear this command from Newlin I try as hard as I can to work my way to the surface of the blackness that still envelops me. I fight to shield my mind from all the emotions; all the voices and try to take control back of my own body and mind.

I can feel what Godric is going to do; he is going to offer himself in place of Eric and I. I send instructions to my traitorous arms to hold on as tight to him as I can, with no success.

"That's noble but she's just as culpable as you both are. She's a traitor to her race. The human race. She hardly deserves mercy, maybe we should tie her to you so you could meet the sun together." Newlin really has lost it if he thinks that murdering humans that associate with vampires is going to be okay with the rest of the world. Luckily at his words Godric holds me tighter, I relax knowing that he isn't going to do anything foolish anytime soon. I can feel how very angry both he and Eric are though their thoughts are not in English like the others in the room. Panic swept through me, vampire thoughts: I'm so dead!

"Sookey!" Bill is that Bill, now he gets here? I've been here for like two days and now he show's up: where has he been?

"One more step Vampire and the girl dies." Oh great like things aren't bad already.

"If you shoot her, everyone here will die. Let her go now!" Oh my goodness but Godric what if he gets shot.

"Shut up Bill!" Typical Eric, I want to roll my eyes at their obvious dislike of one another it is so third grade. I realize that I can hear Bill's thoughts for the first time; I'm appalled at the number of thoughts careening through his mind all at once. I can see me in Godric's arms and all his thoughts are focused on how to remove me from my saviour, my Godric. The way he thinks about me is frightening - I thought he loved me - but he only see's me as a possession. I'm such an idiot, why didn't I see through his lies; his inner voice is so different from the one I am used to. No accent just like Rene.

"Steve Newlin! You have pushed us too far. You expect us to sit on our thumbs while you round up your men to come lynch us? We'll kill you first. Same way we did your father." Oh my god is that Stan, oh shit he is such a shit disturber.

"Murderer!" Newlin screamed his mind is like a snake pit of pure evil. All the other human minds in the place are panicking except one that is very familiar: Jason! What is Jason doing here?

"Enough! You came for me I assume Underlings?" Thank goodness Godric is stepping in and calming people down or this is going to turn into a blood bath.

"Yes Sheriff." Stan doesn't sound very happy to have to stop his plan of killing all the humans. He really has no respect for human life at all, although it's clear that he reacts this way because he wishes he was never turned in the first place: he envies humans.

"These people have not harmed me. You see we can coexist. Mr. Newlin, I do not wish to create bloodshed when none is called for. Help me set an example. If we leave you in peace, will you do the same?" I can feel the sincerity and love that flows out of Godric and into each of those present all except Newlin.

"I will not negotiate with subhumans! Kill me. Do it. Jesus will protect me." Newlin is convinced that he would be hailed as a martyr and welcomed into heaven as a conquering hero.

"I am actually older than your Jesus. I wish I could have known him, but I missed it." As he spoke I can feel Godric think back to that time, he seems to get lost for a moment. "Good people, who of you is willing to die for this man's madness?" No one spoke and I can hear that everyone is rethinking their world views. "That's what I thought. Stand down, everyone. People, go home. It's over now." Confusion and apathy not acceptance cause everyone to retreat; I know that we have not really accomplished much of anything here tonight. The hatred that Newlin breeds in these people is like a cancer and the Vampires have felt above the human race since the beginning of their race. Change is not going to come easy.

Newlin is plotting and Jason is focused on me, soon he is brushing my hair back asking Godric what happened to me. Even if he is a self absorbed mental midget he really does love me. I still can't believe that he is here: why is he here?

"Oh my god is she alright? Sook, Sook, oh my god I'm so sorry... What happened, who did this, I'll kill them!"

"She is simply exhausted, she will be fine. And there is no need as he is already dead." I can hear that Jason is glad to here that Gabe is dead, his mind flashes to Gabe attempting to kill him as well. He feels so guilty that he wasn't able to stop him from hurting me. Jason's guilt is cut off by Bill's attempts to snatch me from Godric's arms.

"Bill what are you doing? Why was she even here in the first place." Jason is livid he never liked Bill in the first place and now he is convinced that me being here is all his fault.

Bill is jealous and scared? His mind is flooded with thoughts and images; a red headed woman and a dark haired woman both are quite beautiful and both seem to have a terrible amount of sway over his actions.

"Give her to me, Sookie is mine." Bill sounds desperate, but why? Why is he so desperate to separate Godric and I? Godric's growl is so loud it shakes through me and every last brain goes into fight or flight frozen at the impressive sound of a predator that is so clearly dangerous.

"You will not touch her, unless she asks you to." Godric is enraged and jealous and so many other emotions, he holds me tighter and ignores the rest. I hear him mentally speak to Eric: that is pretty cool. Even if I can't understand a word I can still feel their responses.

My stomach is suddenly in my feet and the next thing I know the wind is whipping through my hair and stinging my skin. Godric shields me with his body and soon we land and almost instantaneously he sits me down on what feels like a bed. He releases me and moves away, only moments later I am able to open my eyes freed from the all-consuming blackness.

"Where are we?" Eloquent I know, but it's the first thing that comes to my mind.

"You are safe, we are in my home." Oh wow, I let my eyes wander taking in the room. It is done in soft muted colours, greys and creams mostly. There are very few personal items or even furniture, a simple but large and comfortable bed with two side tables, a dresser, and a chair in the corner beside which are piles of books. It suits him. That brings my thoughts back to the beautiful man in front of me; I can feel his stare as he waits patiently. Of all the outcomes that I had thought of the other day when I was preparing to infiltrate the fots church this is not one of them.

"Thank you for rescuing me, even if I was there to rescue you." I can't help but laugh at the irony, and when he joins I can't help but smile, his laugh makes him seem an angel. Ouch, the minute I smiled my injuries are brought back front and center: wow I hurt everywhere! I lightly touch my face checking to see how bad things are, I certainly don't want to look in a mirror just yet.

"Are you alright? I know you must be in pain I can see you have many injuries. I am sorry I didn't arrive sooner." Godric is so sweet, his concern flows out of him in strong waves along with his guilt.

"No it's alright I'll be fine you got there in time, all this will heal." I want to reassure him that he was in fact in time to stop Gabe, which he was. I probably won't be completely hunky dory right away, but in time...

"Would you like to have a shower? I can have Isabel bring you something to wear, everyone will be arriving soon and I suppose we will be required to greet them." I can't help but notice that Godric doesn't seem very happy about this; I am confused about which part he is unhappy about.

I really do need a shower after all that time in the basement especially if I have to attend some sort of party.

"I would like that." He helps me up again and walks with me towards what I suppose is the bathroom ensuite.

"The bathroom is through here, and I will give you some privacy. I need to..." He seems distracted.

"Please stay." Please don't leave me alone.

"Of course, I'll be right here." I love it when he smiles even the small somewhat nervous one he gives me as I close the door.

Okay now to avoid looking in the mirror, I let out the breath I have been holding and grimace at the pain. I don't want Godric to see just how badly I hurt he seems to feel responsible and I don't want to cause him any more distress. He is being so kind and careful with me like I am a wounded little bird. I take a moment and remove all my clothes leaving them in as neat of a pile as I can on the counter. I limp into the shower stall and turn the water on cooler than normal at first and then slowly raise the temperature as high as I can stand it. I simply stand there and let the water flow over my body. Tears flow unbidden down my cheeks, I think about just how close I came to being raped, if it weren't for Godric. This whole trip has been a disaster! Where was Bill anyways? And I could swear I remembered hearing Jason's voice but what would he be doing here? If it weren't for Godric... I can't even continue that train of thought.

I turn off the water and get out, there are a few fluffy towels which I gingerly use to dry off as much moisture as possible. I redress in my underwear and bra and then wrap a towel tightly around me. I start to hear quiet voices in the bedroom. I assume that Isabel has arrived with the clothes Godric mentioned. I open the door and immediately lock eyes with Godric as I limp closer and closer. I break from his gaze and look at the clothes Isabel has left at the foot of the bed.

"Thank you so much for your help, you really didn't need to." I hardly know this man and he is already taking care of me like no other but Gran ever has before. Just thinking about her depresses me even further and I push the thoughts out of my mind. I will take a page from Scarlet and think about it tomorrow.

"Nonsense I want to." He seems so sincere.

"I think I will wear the dress it should be the easiest but I can't raise my arms, can you help me please." I can feel the blush rise in my cheeks further embarrassing me.

"Of course little one." He takes my hands in his briefly and then the dress and so delicately he guides my arms into the garment and slips it over my head and shoulders. I let the towel fall to my feet as the dress slides down covering my body. He takes my hand again and brings it to his lips and kisses my knuckles. I blush again and he breaks out into a wide grin.

"Can you wrap the towel around my hair it won't dry otherwise." He disappears for a moment then reappears with a dry towel from the bathroom. I smile and lower my head slowly, he wraps my hair up turban style and then I raise my head and sigh.

"Thank you."

"Your quite welcome Little one." He leads me to the bed by our entwined hands and after a few moments he removes the towel from my hair and slowly brushes it free of tangles for me. I sit as still as I can just breathing and enjoying the sensation of the brush being pulled gently though my hair.

"Are you ready to go out into the house, it seems to have turned into a bit of a welcome home party." He asks after a few minutes.

"Of course I'm sure you have plenty to do, I'll be fine." I can hear that there are a number of guests already here and by the number of brains and voids I feel the house is fairly packed already.

"Nonsense, if your not ready we don't have to go out there."

"Maybe just a few moments to gather my shields."

"Shields?"

"I'm a telepath."

"I've never met a telepath before, what do you mean gather your shields?"

"Well I have to raise shields in my mind in order to block out the thoughts of others, it's why I like Vampires so much you're so peaceful."

"In two thousand years I don't think I have ever heard anyone claim that Vampire were peaceful."

"Well since I can't hear ya'll for me its the only quiet I can get, so yes peaceful."

We sit on the bed I keep a hold of his hand and work on raising my shields and preparing for the inevitable onslaught of thoughts. I soon notice that there are a lot more thoughts available to me now, it seems as if my range and strength is on steroids. Most shocking I can hear Godric, thinking away kind, worried guilty thoughts in some language I can't understand. Startled I pull my hand away from his. Immediately I notice that I can no longer hear as much as before: odd.

"This has never happened before!" I am desperate to figure out what has happened and why I can hear him one minute then not the next. Godric seems alarmed and shifts closer and takes my hand in his again. I stiffen under the onslaught of thoughts. I pull my hand away and stare into his eyes.

"What is wrong?" Slowly I extend my hand and place it back in his where we both feel like it belongs. After a moment I remove my hand again and lean in closer, and whisper in his ear.

"When we touch I can hear everyone's mind not just the humans." Godric stiffens and slowly turns and looks into my eyes: I am terrified. He slowly reaches for my hand and takes it back into his never looking away from my eyes. He thinks deliberately to me in English 'can you hear me?'

I nod in answer and we continue to stare into each other's eyes and after a few moments I start to notice black spots clouding my vision. I realize that I am holding my breath but I am too terrified to breathe let alone move. I am terrified that now that I can hear the super private vampires that surely they will kill me.

"Breathe Little one, no one will hurt you least of all me." I exhale sharply at his words of comfort and safety. He releases my hand and he has this look on concentration on his beautiful face.

"I can't hear you when we aren't touching though." He takes my hand again and thinks to me again in English 'are you ready to go out yet, or do you need more time to build your shields?'

"No, I'm fine thank you it's no more difficult to shield this way than without the extra minds." This surprises me; I always thought that if everyone's mind was open to me that it would be unbearably loud and confusing.

I am feeling a little bit more confident that maybe this new quirk won't result in my immediate death; Godric is being so kind so understanding. Even though I can hear so many more minds this way I don't want to let his hand go, it makes me feel safe and protected.

We leave Godric's room and walk down a short hallway, the moment we emerge into a large room that is full of Vampires and humans everyone becomes very quiet and still. All the thoughts in the room are directed at us and my shields are threatening to collapse. I feel myself waver on my feet and Godric notices and pulls me closer into his body and wraps his arm around my waist. Godric leads us over to a couch in nearly the center of the room and pulls me down into it with him.

I relax into Godric and as we both look about the room the crowd slowly begins to go back to their previous conversations.

"Sookie there you are, darling I have been looking everywhere for you." Bill appears in front of us with his fake southern drawl thinking about all the ways he will punish me for embarrassing him by being seen with Godric. Just for sitting with him on this couch he is going to do unspeakable things to me. He is thinking about that red headed vampire, and oh my god is that Hadley she is feeding off of? I am trying to keep a poker face and not let him know that I know but I can't stop the tears they just start to flow. All I can do was curl into Godric and try to hide.

"Sookie what is going on here, you are mine what are you doing?" Bill is seriously pissed, I am afraid that he will steal me away and I will never see my home or my family or friends again.

'Little one, what is it? Did you hear something? Don't worry Little one your safe, your safe.' Godric is thinking to me but I am too terrified to answer him.

"Bill remove yourself you are upsetting her, she has been through enough already." I feel him call Eric, and instantly he is right behind Bill.

"Eric remove him from my nest."

"Yes master."

"No she is mine, you can not have her."

Even as Eric throws him out I can hear him continue on with his dreadful plans, he is certainly no southern gentleman like I thought. I feel like such a fool, all his lies and I believed every last one of them. I feel Godric pull me into his lap and I can hear him trying to tell me that I am safe but all I can think about is how stupid I have been.

"Sook, are you okay? How come she is crying and what's up with Bill?" Jason has found us and decided to join us on the sofa. I open my eyes at the sound of my brother's voice.

"Jase what are you doing here?" He gives me an awe shucks kinda look and shrugs his shoulders sheepishly. "Jason Corbett Stackhouse what were you thinking?"

Having something else to focus on is helping take my mind off of Bill's deceptions. Plus I figure that this is probably the only time my brother will be okay with taking information from his mind or he would have to admit out loud that he joined the fots if only for a few days. I shake my head in disbelief as his memories wash over me including the church standoff. I look into Godric's concerned eyes just as Eric returns.

"Godric I have arranged for an AB- human for you."

"It is unnecessary Eric."

"You haven't fed enough I can tell, the fellowship can't have had much of anything to offer."

I can hear both Eric's concern for Godric and Godric's unwillingness to feed. I can also hear that Eric is trying to get a rise out of us both and that Godric doesn't want to leave my side. I cuddle into Godric closer when I hear that and close my eyes again trying to forget about all this new information that changes everything. What do I even have to go back to, can I even face everyone in Bon Temps, they all warned me that 'blood suckers were no good'.

Moments later Sookie's eyes fly open and she practically jumps out of Godric's arms. Startling both Godric and Eric not to mention Jason who recognizes the man his sister is staring at.

Sookie watches in horror as a young man enters Godric's home "Excuse me, everyone excuse me. My name is Luke McDonald and I have a message for you all from Reverend Steve Newlin." He slowly opens his hoody revealing the silver and wood shrapnel filled bomb strapped to his chest.

"GET DOWN!" Sookie screams just as he activates the bomb. Godric and Eric dive for cover bringing both Stackhouse's with them covering their more fragile bodies with their own more durable ones.

Slowly the ringing in my ears dies away and I can hear that there are more fots outside with guns and they open fire on anyone that attempts to escape and keep firing for a couple of minutes. As I lay there the sounds and smells of the formerly beautiful home start to filter back into my brain. I manage to shove the heavy bodies off myself and get onto my knees. I look down and the sight of Godric's bullet riddled body causes my already adrenaline filled self to go into overdrive. I look around and notice that Jason is next to me under Eric both of whom seem fine. A little worse for wear but fine.

"Eric, oh my God. Godric's been hit quick what do I do?"

"It's silver you have to get it out Sookie there is too much and it's very close to his heart." I work as quickly as I can I have to suck out some of the pieces that are too difficult to reach with my fingers. I remove all the pieces and he is still not moving, I hear from Eric's mind that he will be fine with blood. Before he can dash off somewhere leaving us unprotected. I hold up my wrist to Eric and widen my eyes a little to get my point across. Eric pushes his fangs into my wrist and blood starts to ooze from the puncture wounds. I put my wrist to Godric's mouth and will him to drink, stroking his face with my other hand. After a few very tense seconds his fangs slid out and into my flesh and he begins to drink. Godric's eyes open, they are black, and his arms move to draw me closer. His hands roam my body checking for damage, making sure I am unhurt. He radiates guilt and remorse so powerfully I think I may collapse under its weight.

"Shh I'm fine, not a scratch. You saved me again." I try to assure Godric that I am in fact fine. He releases my wrist licking the puncture marks until they disappear. By this time Isabel has almost everything under control. We rise and silently observed the destruction, I can feel Godric's extreme guilt and regret and my shields are completely shot. We stand there for a few moments staring until Eric comes and tells us that we are moving to the Camilla Hotel.

I try to pull my shields up as we walk out of Godric's nest and get into the back of a dark sedan. I am squished into the back between Godric and Eric and I realize that I forgot to notice where Jason has gotten.

"Jason?"

"Isabel will make sure that he gets there safe, Little one."

Soon we pull up to the hotel and I don't want to get out. Godric pops his head back in when I don't emerge behind him.

"I don't think I want to go in there?"

'Is it Bill Ma Petite?' Godric asks me silently, and I nod. He reaches into the car and gently pulls me into his arms.

"Shhh it will be fine." I wrap my legs around his waist and he carries me into the lobby. The moment we enter I can sense all the minds and emotions of all the beings in the hotel. Godric rubs my back soothingly.

"Master they are short on rooms so you'll have to share with me." I feel Godric nod and we head for the elevator; the elevator ride is incredibly tense.

Eric is mostly happy just to have Godric back but seeing him with Sookie makes him jealous and he can't figure out what is going on with the two of them. Godric continues to ignore Eric and Sookie continues to try and block the thoughts of all the hotel guests. They enter Eric's suite and Godric walks into one of the two bedrooms and sets Sookie down on the bed. Just like earlier she opens her eyes moments after he sets her down.

"Can someone go get my suitcase from Bill's room for me please?"

"Yes of course, Eric?" I can hear the door open and close behind him as he leaves on his errand.

"Now we both are in need of a shower." Sookie smiles.

"It would seem so Ma Petite."

I am a little overwhelmed by all the new emotions and thoughts flowing through my system, but what is really overwhelming me is how my body is reacting to Godric. I feel drawn to him like a magnet, and unless we are touching I feel off and unsure.

I can see the conflict and changing emotions in Godric's eyes and then he slowly holds his hand out waiting for me to take it in my own. I instantly reach out and he doesn't stop there he pulls me close and wraps both arms around my body, I can't stop the contented sigh that escapes my lips. I feel the bed fall away and pull my legs up and wrap them around his waist.

Godric walks us into the bathroom and turns on the water; he places us directly under the spray of the large rain showerhead mounted in the ceiling. After a few seconds he rips the shoulders of my dress as I cling to him like a barnacle. He slowly inches the wet fabric of the dress up over my legs and hips, once gathered together he again rips the fabric and pulls it away from my body. He uses the hotel shampoo and washes my hair, his fingers massaging and soothing my aching scalp. He then moves on to washing my body free of all the bomb grime, he carefully washes as much of my exposed flesh as he can reach in this position.

I keep clinging to Godric my eyes shut just revelling in the feeling of his hands moving through my hair and then over my naked skin. I am so tired but as his hands begin to still I remember my manners and so I loosen my legs and let them drop to the shower floor. My hands begin to explore his body and pull at his soaking wet clothes. I pull his shirt up over his head and let him finish while I work on opening the button on his pant and then carefully lowering the zipper. Pants that are not only wet but much tighter than they had been previously.

The minute I open his pants his engorged cock springs out pre cum leaking down his shaft. I hear him groan and look up into his eyes, the heat and lust blazing in his eyes spurn me on. I hear his fangs descend as I lean in closer and lick his cock clean in a few long languid passes from the base to the tip. I push his pants down the rest of the way and feel his hands under my arms pulling me up off my knees. As he steps out of his pants he reaches behind my back and unhooks my bra and slowly pulls the straps down my arms and then throws it amongst the other clothes at our feet. He reaches again for the shower gel and starts to wash the rest of my body starting with my breasts. I take the bottle from him and wash his shoulders, his chest and his arms. He kneels washing my legs. I reach for the shampoo as he tares the sides of my panties. I let him pull them away and I am distracted from the shampoo in my palm by the feel of his tongue on my thigh, he trails his cool tongue up my thigh and then my slit. I shudder involuntarily and relax my legs spreading them to give him more access.

I moan and reach out and steady myself, my hands in his hair. My fingers knead and scrub the debris from his hair. As he licks both thighs and I feel his tongue delve deep into my pussy in long slow strokes. Soon I have succeeded in removing all the bits of blood, and other debris from his hair and the soap has been rinsed. As my hands still his hands fall to rest on my hips and he places kisses at intervals up my body as he rises. Our eyes meet briefly before he pulls me into his body and our lips meet in the most earth-shattering kiss of my existence. I swear I see a flash of bright light explode behind my eyelids.

We stand there tongues battling for dominance hands roaming each others bodies completely forgetting anything and everything else. I don't even consider that the night is so close to its end until he speaks.

"The sun has set, it's time to rest little one." Godric tells me as he manoeuvres us out of the shower having turned off the water. We dry one another with fluffy hotel towels and hand in hand we walk back into the room and pull back the sheets and slip into the bed. Godric pulls me in close and wraps both arms around me, our legs tangle and I rest my head on his bicep.

"Good morning Ma Petite, sleep well." He whispers into my hair and kisses me on the top of my head. We both close our eyes and immediately fall into a deep sleep, neither waking until a few hours before sunset.

A/N: Up next Godric's point of view for the same timeframe.