Here's the latest installment, sorry it took so long and hope you enjoy!

Thank you to my awesome Beta reader, Nina

Helaina OUT!

Freyja smiled at the dress she was currently wearing, it hugged her in all the right places. She had borrowed it from Isobel, who was far too busy to help her pick one out, so she chose it herself. Godric merely had to walk to the other side of the room to redress himself; and for a vampire, he sure wore a lot of white... She looked across the room at Godric, who was one by one talking to his guests who were welcoming him back safe and sound. He was currently talking to Jason Stackhouse, who after leaving ran into Eric, his eyes widening as he took in the size of the large vampire.

Poor boy, Freyja smirked. She also felt a little sorry for Bill, who was looking a lot like a kicked puppy in front of Sookie. Freyja sighed in annoyance at them all, looking down into her glass of Jack and gulping it all down in one swoop. She had annoyed Eric somehow, she knew she had. He hadn't talked to her all night, let alone look at her! She was thinking back to the events of the church, trying to pinpoint an exact moment that may have pissed him off... Was it when she beat the crap out of the guy who had tried to stake him? He did hate being made to look like he required assistance... Or perhaps it was when she refused to stay with Sookie amongst the pews, and ended up getting herself chained to the table alongside him...

It could have been either of those, after all it wasn't very hard to piss a Northman off.

"Mmm, I heard my name." She heard Eric say from across the room. He had allowed Jason to walk off, and decided to interrupt Bill and Sookie's conversation. "I hope you were speaking well of me."

"Why should I?" Sookie snapped. "You let us walk into a trap."

"I regret that. If I had known it was a posibilit-."

"You almost got Freyja killed." Freyja's ears perked up at this. She wanted to look over the room to gauge Eric's reaction, but she knew that if she did then he would know she was listening in on them. "You didn't know she was gunna come back to life, she could have died. What would you have done then?"

"The bond-." Eric started, obviously trying to deflect the question. "Between a vampire and their maker is stronger than you can imagine."

"Stronger than your feelings for Freyja?"

Feelings? Freyja scoffed silently, but only for a second before her face turned to stone. What fucking feelings?

She didn't need to hear this. She didn't want to. She was happy in her little bubble of denial, fucking and killing along the way. She stormed from the room and decided to grab herself another drink, a double this time, before walking into the room where Godric was seated. She glared at anyone that looked like they were about to strike up a conversation with her. She generally loved meeting new people, but tonight she was so not in the mood.

"Here," Freyja turned to see Hugo being dragged into the room by Isobel and kicked to the floor. "This is the one who betrayed us."

Godric looked down at the human before settling his gaze upon his friend. "Hugo, he is your human, is he not?"

Isobel averted her eyes. "Yes he is."

"Do you love him?"

Tears began to form in the corner of Isobel's eyes. "I- I thought I did."

Godric noticed Isobel's inner turmoil. "It appears you love him still."

Isobel let out a sob. "I do. I'm sorry, but you are my sheriff. Do with him as you please."

Godric, who had seemingly already made his decision, looked down at the traitor with warm eyes. "You are free to go."

The entire room was silent for a beat, none of them believing Godric's verdict.

"What?" Stan growled.

"The human is free to go." He repeated, louder this time for all to hear. "And do not return." He glanced up at Stan. "I fear it is not safe for you here."

"This is a travesty."

"This is my verdict." He said finally. "Eric, escort them out. Make sure he leaves unharmed."

Eric took a step forward, something in the way he was looking at Godric made Freyja feel ill at ease. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she knew it was there. "Yes Godric." He then proceeded to walk them out, with Isobel giving him her thanks, before they were finally out of the room.

The crowd that had surrounded them all was dispersing, but Freyja stormed right over to Godric.

"What the hell was that." She hissed.

Godric looked up at her with calm eyes, patting the seat next to him until she sat down. "That was my verdict."

"It was the wrong one!" She retorted. "He betrayed us all! He got me killed, he almost got Sookie raped-."

"He is human, Freyja, they make mistakes."

She laughed. "Yeah, well that was a hell of one to make."

Godric sighed, turning his chair and leaning forwards to take her hands in his own. "Freyja, you must understand. Human life is... Fragile. It is short, it is full of mistakes, but it is beautiful. All human deaths should be avoided, not sought out. Killing them for vengeance is the same as killing them for sport. It is wrong."

Freyja shook her head. "That's not the way I was raised."

Godric rubbed the back of her hand. "I know. I taught Eric when I was young and foolish, and he taught you in return. But I am telling you now. Both Eric and yourself will one day look back on your lives and only see the trail of dead bodies you left behind. I do not want that for you. For either of you."

Freyja looked into his eyes, leaning forward and kissing him for a few beats on the cheek. She pulled back and gave him a small smile. "You can't train a lion only to eat a small amount from a gazelle." She whispered. "Nature doesn't work that way."

She stood and turned to leave, just as Eric walked into the room. He looked at her briefly, before walking over to Godric and past her.

Freyja rolled her eyes and left the room. If he wanted to be a drama king then fine. She would leave him to it.

O~o~O

Eric scouted the area in which Godric was sitting, waiting for his visitor to leave before kneeling down next to his maker. "Hugo has been dispatched. I told him not to stop driving till he reaches the next boarder." He paused, looking into his maker's eyes. "I've arranged for an AB negative human for you. Extremely rare."

"Thank you." Godric said with a small smile, shaking his head. "I'm not hungry."

"You have to feed eventually." Eric reasoned with a smirk. "I doubt the fellowship had anything good to offer."

He waited for a reply, but received none. Godric merely stared into space thoughtfully. Eric found this extremely unnerving as his smirk slowly fell from his face. "Why wouldn't you leave when I first came for you?"

"They didn't treat me badly, you'd be shocked at how ordinary most of them are."

"They do nothing but fan the flames of hatred for us." Eric growled.

"Let's be honest." Godric smiled. "We are frightening. After thousands of years we haven't evolved. We've only grown more brutal, more predatory. I don't see the danger in treating humans as equals. The fellowship of the sun arose because we never did so."

"Is that why you wouldn't fight when they took you?"

"I could have killed every last one of them within minutes, and what would that have proven?"

Eric averted his eyes, unsure of what to say or how to react.

Godric gave a small chuckle. "You know, I had a similar conversation with Freyja not long ago."

Eric remained still. "Is she the reason you are no longer hungry?"

Godric looked down at his child, but did not answer. He knew Eric was already aware of the answer. "She has grown since I last saw her."

Eric nodded. "Humans tend to do that."

"True. But you and I both know that she is not human."

Eric locked eyes with his maker, a silent message passing between them.

"Something has changed, Eric." He said in his native tongue, so others would be unaware as to what they said. "I know you can sense it."

Eric nodded. "I am aware, but there is nothing we can do. She hasn't told us yet, so she won't until she wishes to."

"That has never stopped you before."

"Freyja is different." Eric snapped. "Freyja has always been different."

Godric gave him a small smile. "The blonde human is right you know." Eric's eyes widened in shock. "I'm sorry, I know I should not have listened, but I could not help myself."

"She is human." Eric said through clenched teeth. "She knows nothing."

"She may be mortal, but she is a mortal woman. They tend to have good intuition with these things."

Eric averted his gaze. "You did not hear all she said..."

Godric's eyebrows rose. "Oh? What else did she have to say?"

"Nothing." Eric dismissed. "Nothing of importance."

O~o~O

Freyja wandered over to Sookie, bored out of her mind, with a glass of whiskey in hand. Sookie was quick to finish her conversation with the woman she was currently talking to, then turned to Freyja. "Hey, how are you doin'?"

"Better." She nodded. "A lot better, but still a little tired."

Sookie smiled. "Well, it has been a long night, you're bound to feel a little worse for wear."

"Not me..." Freyja mumbled.

Sookie gave her a strange, searching look. "Freyja, I know you told me you were adopted by Eric, I know you say you don't know what you are; but I've seen what you can do! You know what you can do. Hell, you were raised from the dead! I find it very hard to believe you don't have the slightest inkling as to what you are..."

"That-."

"I know," Sookie interrupted. "it's none of my business. But I don't have to be a telepath to know that something is goin' on in that head of yours. Something you're hidin' from everyone. Every time I look at you it's like there's a war goin' on inside your head. I just don't wanna see it eat you up."

Freyja looked at the blonde, realizing this girl had no ulterior motives. She genuinely just wanted to help. What bothered her was that if she had noticed. Who else had... "Sookie, I-."

"Hello there."

"Lorena!" Freyja squealed, throwing her arms around the vampire and earning some surprised looks from the vampires around her. "I thought you had left without saying bye!"

The vampire smiled at the girl, kissing her gently on the cheek. "I would never do such a thing, my pet. But first I must speak to Sookie."

Freyja gave her a smile in return, and left; knowing that she didn't want to disturb whatever Lorena was planning. She worried about Sookie for a second, but only a second. She knew no harm would come to her while she was in Godric's nest.

O~o~O

Godric's eyes sought out Freyja after he had banished Lorena from his area, but he could not find her. He wandered though the crowds until he found her by the fireplace. "Little one." She didn't respond, she merely gazed into the crowd. "Freyja, what is-."

"I have to tell you and Eric something." She said quietly.

Godric frowned. "Do you wish for me to get him."

"No. No, I-." She paused, her face scrunching slightly. She raised her hand to wipe at her eyes.

"Little one, are you crying?" He removed her hand from her face and wiped at her tears. "I haven't seen you cry since you were a little girl."

"I haven't cried since then." Her voice wavered as she gripped Godric's hand in her own. He could feel her entire body shaking.

He was lost. He had never seen her like this before, she was usually so strong. And yet here she was, in a room full of humans and vampires, with tears streaming down her cheeks. "Freyja, please, tell me what is wrong."

"I'm scared, Godric." She choked out.

"Of what?" He asked. "There is nothing we cannot protect you from."

Her movement stilled as she locked gazes with him. "You can't save me from death."

This caused Godric to freeze. "Freyja, what-."

"Excuse me everyone." Everyone's attention was drawn to the new face in the room. The new face that was barely ten feet from Godric and Freyja. "If I could have your attention. My name is Luke McDonald, I'm from the fellowship of the sun; and I have a message for you, from reverend Steve Newlin."

The last thing Godric heard before an explosion filled the room was Freyja's soft voice, two words that were more haunting than anything he had heard in his two-thousand years.

"Not yet..."

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