Chapter 18 One thing remains

The next night

"What do you mean you're moving? You can't move, I just started to get to know you again..." I felt my mouth fall open in shock as I sat there in an apartment I hadn't been in before and thought I would be visiting more often after I made the decision to come here tonight. But the moment I walked through the doorway of the place my birth mother lived in and saw the boxes, I knew something wasn't right at all and after some prodding, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had woken up this morning finally feeling a sense of calm in my life now that things with Antonia had been resolved and after trying to keep myself busy for the entire day until I could see Eric, I decided to pass the last of the few hours left before nightfall visiting Molly since I hadn't really had contact with her for a few weeks now. I wanted her to know that everything was ok and things were back to normal and the crisis had passed. She hadn't wanted to be too deeply involved in this mess and I totally understood why. She had another daughter to worry about, one that needed her more then I did, so I didn't blame here for not wanting to be anywhere near this necromancer problem. But now that it had passed, I wanted to assure her that life was going to be ok now. But it was her who had something to tell, as it hadn't been more then 15 minutes since I arrived before she was telling me of her plans to move to the other side of the country. I chewed on my bottom lip before saying. "California? Why the hell would you move there? And why?"

"Can I just say that this has nothing to do with you at all? Not in the slightest." Molly told me, sitting down on the other side of the couch with her arm stretched out across the back of it as she blew a piece of dark hair out of her eyes. She did look like she felt bad for springing this on me and I suppose it was partially my fault for just showing up. But still, this was a shock to me and she could tell. "It's not about me not wanting us to forge a relationship..."

"Then what is it about, because I'm kind of confused here..." I shot back with a frown, trying to see through the haze of confusion but I couldn't. "I mean, we haven't really talked in a while and then all of a sudden, you just decided to up and move."

"I didn't just decide it on a whim, it's been in my mind for a few months. I just didn't finalize things until recently." She said, dropping her hands down to her lap as she looked around the living room with her lips pressed tightly together with a look that said this wasn't easy for her either. "With all this trouble that has gone on since I resurrected you and we came back into each others lives, it just made me look at the bigger picture..."

"Which is..." I raised my eyebrows, already seeing where she was going with this but I needed to hear her say it.

"There's too much chaos situated around this area of the country and I know there are vampires everywhere as well as trouble, but it seems like Bon Temps and Shreveport and the south in general is a mecca for this kind of stuff. And I want to try and limit that in my life, especially for Susan's sake." She explained, glancing down the hallway to the closed bedroom door where her daughter, my half sister was sleeping and she sighed. I don't know why I didn't think of it before, but this wasn't about me at all. The world did not revolve around me and her decision to leave was about protecting her daughter and keeping herself safe so she could be there for Susan. It wasn't so much about me, but it still was a little sad. "I don't want Susan to be raised around this kind of stuff. She's just a little kid, she needs to have as stable a life as I can give her."

"I mean, I guess I understand that. Because I've been through enough with vampires and witches and werewolves to understand the need to get away." I nodded, thinking of the months I had spent out of Bon Temps in Mystic Falls when things had become too much to deal with. So in a way, I knew exactly how she felt. And it made sense, even if I didn't like it. "But what will happen to us?"

"We'll still see each other, we'll talk and write and I will come visit or you can come visit. We'll figure it out." Molly reached over and pat my hand, sending a smile my way that did lift my spirits a little bit but I still couldn't help but feel like I was losing something. "Don't worry, we won't lose touch. I fought hard to get back in your life again, I won't give up this easily just because I'm living across the country."

"I never thought I wanted to know you,but now that I know you I don't want to let go." I said, thinking back to the beginning when I found out I was adopted and then when Molly first made her presence known and how she had been responsible for resurrecting me. And all the stuff that had happened in between then and now. It had pulled us closer together and if we could survive all that, then we could deal with something as simple as her living across the country. I looked at her again. "Promise me we won't lose touch."

"Never, as long as we are both alive, then we will always have contact. That won't ever change."

Back in Shreveport

"No please, don't kill me. I didn't mean any harm."

"Oh shut it witch, your voice is grating and getting on my nerves." Nan snapped at the mousy brown witch in the cell before her and watched in satisfaction as Marnie cowered back against the cement wall in fear like she had been doing since Nan had come down those steps to interrogate her. Nan had been looking forward to this since last night, wanting to get to the bottom of the matter as soon as possible and now that she was down here, she had a feeling that it might take some time to drag it out of the necromancer. She couldn't just kill her right off the bat or the information would die with her. And if it proved to be something bigger then they thought, she could use to make Bill Compton squirm and do some more dirty work for her. After all, she never got tired of messing with him or Eric Northman, they were her favorite punching bags. She came to a stop in front of the iron bars and crossed her arms, her stern eyes looking at the pathetic sobbing mess on the floor and rolled her eyes. "And do not make that noise, it's pissing me off. I'm not going to kill you..."

"You're not?" Marnie lifted her head hesitantly, her face showing the extent of her shock as she uncurled herself and got to her feet, using the wall for support. "But I thought you..."

"I only took you into custody to get some answers out of you and I couldn't risk you disappearing now could I?" Nan loved how seamlessly the lie passed between her lips but it was essential if she planned on getting the truth. If Marnie knew for certain that she was going to die then she would see no reason to offer up any information. So in order to find out what she wanted, Nan would have to sort of play good cop. Even if it wasn't her nature. "So why don't we make this easy and just talk about why you decided to attack members of the vampire community..."

"I didn't..." Marnie denied, looking fierce for just the briefest of seconds before it dissolved from the look Nan shot at her and yet she continued shaking her head. "This was not my fault."

"You think I haven't heard that before? Stupid witches do something big and bad and then when it doesn't work out, they try and say they didn't mean it, that it wasn't their fault. I didn't care to hear that shit when I was a newborn vampire and I don't care to hear it now." Nan nearly yelled, just barely containing herself as she rushed at the iron bars and grabbed them, causing a loud dinging noise to fill the air and sent Marnie scrambling backwards towards the wall in fear. Nan smiled and let go of the bars and stepped back. "It doesn't have to be hard you know. But if you would just what I asked then this could be painless..."

"It...it said nothing would happen to me if I did this, it...it said I would be safe." Marnie replied, her voice shaking like a leak on a branch and she was back to cowering by the wall. But what she had said intrigued Nan and now she was actually considering holding back on harming the old witch. Marnie seemed to sense that she had struck a cord and continuing to talk could only help. "It promised me..."

"What promised you?" Nan frowned, not liking that she was starting to feel taken by surprise but she indeed had been. Because she didn't think that Marnie had been threatened by anything human. It wasn't possible considering that Marnie was still a powerful enough witch. It had to be something supernatural. "Explain yourself."

"I was threatened to conjure up the spirit of an old necromancer named Antonia and I did it because I was too scared not to." Marnie shakily said, looking up from the circle her arms made and gave the most pathetic look she could give. And had Nan not been a vampire, then she would have thrown up from how ridiculous this bitch looked. Marnie looked around nervously before saying. "The vampire said..."

"The vampire? A vampire forced you to do all this?" Nan was stunned and that didn't ever happen and especially not in a situation where it involved attacks on vampires. This was not the response she had been expecting to get. She narrowed her eyes. "A vampire came to you and made you conjure up this necromancer's spirit to retaliate against another vampire. That doesn't make sense."

"That is what I said but the vampire was very clear that I was to do this or else she would kill me for not doing it willingly. And I was the only other witch around who practiced necromancy. It said I had no choice but to do it.." Marnie's heart rate was racing, and her blood was surging through her veins just as intensely due to the fear she was feeling. But Nan could care less if her prisoner was scared. There was a more pressing matter at hand, a vampire had incited these attacks and problems. That wasn't something Nan thought she would encounter. Marnie looked at her fearfully. "I didn't know what I was getting in to when the vampire came to me, she just said to find a way to conjure up this necromancer's spirit from the past and then she would tell me what else she wanted. And as long as I did what was asked, then she wouldn't hurt me."

"She? It was a female vampire?" Nan took a step back from the barred door with a deep set frown, as she especially did not like hearing about any vampires going after other vampires. But she really didn't like power hungry female vamps. There were very few of them in this world and Nan was one of them. But obviously this vampire was a powerful one or else she couldn't have successfully pulled any of this off. Nan shot her eyes back towards the half cowering with and frowned again. "I want to know more about this female vampire who put you up to this. Who is she?"

15 minutes later

I was pulling into the driveway when I felt a familiar twitch at my blood bond to Godric and I could tell he was close by, very close by. I looked through the windshield of the car and spotted him sitting alone on the front porch steps and I couldn't help but smile at the sight of him. Coming home after hearing about Molly's plans had been a little bit of a bummer but seeing Godric waiting for me cheered me up immensely. I pulled the car to a stop right at the top of the driveway and climbed out with a grin on my face. It had been a very long time since I had been that happy to be alone with Godric and maybe it was just a result to everything that has happened lately or maybe it was a testament to how far we had come since the attack. Whatever the reason, when I walked up those porch steps and took a seat beside him and he smiled at me, I felt all was right with the world and I finally had my best friend back.

"Well hello stranger, fancy meeting you here." I said jokingly, settling back on the steps with my elbows behind me for support as I looked up at him. "Why are you sitting out here? Why aren't you inside with Eric?"

"Eric had to go to the bar for a while and he wanted someone here when you got back. He doesn't like for you to be alone." Godric explained, his face lighting up at the mention of his progeny and he turned on the step to face me and for the first time in a while, I stopped seeing the monster in him that I had been afraid of for so long and just hadn't mentioned. I saw my best friend, I just saw Godric. Maybe all this had to happen for me to realize that he wasn't truly a monster. He seemed to guess what I was thinking. "What's on your mind?"

"Um, nothing really..." I decided to hold off on telling him and the others about Molly until another time. I was going to do it when I got back but now that I was alone with Godric, there were other things on my mind that seemed way more important to talk about. I don't know where this sudden desire came from to delve back into our past issues but it was there and it wasn't like I could ignore it. The wind blew my hair across my eyes and I pushed it away before asking. "Can we talk?"

"I thought that was what we were doing." He asked innocently but there was a twinkle in his eyes that showed he wasn't being serious, which was a rarity since Godric always seemed to be serious. He folded his arms across the top of his knees and tilted his head at me. "Go ahead, say whatever you want.."

"This is going to be out of left field but I want to talk about the attack." I held my breath the second those words left my mouth and waited to see what effect they would have on Godric. His face didn't show any change but his eyes twitched and I felt a rush of shame through our bond that showed he was very much being affected by this subject. I wasn't sure how often Godric thought about what he had done, but I knew I still thought about it occasionally. "I just..we never really talked about it in depth and I feel like you don't know that I forgive..."

"It's ok. We don't have to talk about it." He cut in, slowly shaking his head with his lips tightly pressed into a thin line like he was unsure about how to approach this. "It's not necessary."

"I think it is, because we've never resolved it and I don't want to leave it like that. I don't want it to affect our friendship anymore." I told him, sitting up and wrapping my arms around my legs and looked at him with a shrug. I knew it wasn't natural or comfortable for Godric to get into this kind of stuff and it wasn't really any easier for me. But with all that had happened with the witches and Eric, I didn't want to leave past issues up in the air. We had all almost been pushed up to the line of no return in these past few months and if it ever came to that again, I didn't want anything to be left broken."I want you to know I forgive you."

"I know you forgive me, I can feel it. You never had to say it out loud. I knew I had your forgiveness long ago." Godric's emotions came through to me clearly and I knew without reading his mind that he was telling me the truth and that made me feel better. "It took a while for you to forgive me for what I did and I want you to know that I appreciate that you could find it in your heart to dismiss what happened..."

"I didn't dismiss it and I guess I still don't. But I have let it go because I know that deep down you are not the monster I had feared you had become again. That night was horrible...for the both of us..." I bit down on my bottom lip, hardly daring to believe I was about to go where I was going but if we were already talking about the night of the attack, then we had to talk about everything. I knew he wasn't going to like it and for just a second I considered not saying anything at all. He didn't react well the first time, and he probably wouldn't be thrilled that I was bringing it up again. But it had to be done. "Godric, I want you to know that I don't judge you or look at you differently because of seeing that flashback. It doesn't change my opinion of you and if that's why you lashed out, because you were worried..."

"I am...grateful for your kind words, especially after everything that I put you through..." Godric smiled briefly at me, making him look the way he did when I first saw when I was unconscious on the floor of the Fellowship of the Sun church a few years back. He looked more lighthearted, and even younger then he appeared now. But all that had happened had changed all of us, even him and he was a vampire. Godric ran his fingers through his short hair before saying. "But, I don't wish to talk about that memory that you saw. Not now and not ever. It is a dark part of my past that I wish to just leave there and not give attention to ever again."

"Ok, fair enough." I nodded, knowing I was lucky to have been able to get it out and not have him get angry at me. I was not going to rock the boat by pushing it. "But if you ever need to talk about it..."

"Allison, I'm a vampire. I don't need to talk about my feelings." Godric's voice was joking but I knew that there was a stern, feel behind it. He wasn't going to reply to me and make things awkward or super uncomfortable, but he also wasn't going to let me think that it was ok to talk about this if he didn't want to. He turned towards me with a kind smile and I knew that it was going to be alright even if we didn't talk about it. "But it's nice to know I have a friend to confide in should I ever need to."

"You'll always have a friend in me..." I moved across the steps until I was at his side and slipped my hands around his arm and laid my cheek against his hard shoulder. "Always and forever"

"Forever sounds like a good enough time for me."

2 hours later

"You look like a very happy wife right now."

"Happy and satisfied." I smirked up at Eric, lifting my head from his bare chest to stare at his pale face that held an expression of playfulness since he rolled off me minutes ago and I couldn't help but smile again. After Godric and I had finished talking, it wasn't long before Eric came home for the night and his maker ran off to be with Louie and Helen, leaving me alone to be with my husband which I really needed after talking to Molly. But I never got a chance to tell Eric about the situation, well I should really say I did tell him but he was so insistent on tearing my clothes off that he didn't really acknowledge what I had said. But I didn't really mind all that much because once we were in bed and rolling around, any thoughts of anything else went out the window and I was quite content with just having mind blowing sex with Eric. Something we hadn't done enough since he got him memories back. I propped myself up on my elbows with my chin in my hands and grinned at him. "You were ok."

"Just ok?" He asked, pretending to be offended as he darkened his expression but his blood bond spoke to me, showing that he found my reply amusing and hilarious and soon enough he was laughing. He reached over and ran his fingers up my bare back, his hand combing my hair as he did it. "I think my feelings are hurt."

"You're Eric Northman, you don't have feelings." I teased, giggling a little before turning over on my side and moving closer to him, tucking the sheets around me as I went. "But you do a good job of pretending you do."

"Thanks, that really makes my night." He rolled his eyes, his blonde hair flopping over his forehead as he turned to look at me. He looked so amazing lying there with the sheets piled around his waist, showing just enough skin to keep my nerves crackling. He smirked like his old self, reminding me how much I had missed it when his real self was gone. "You are very feisty tonight, you must be in a good mood."

"Well a better mood then I was earlier that's for sure, talking to Godric helped and I think we finally fixed our friendship. But being with you defintiely helped." I smiled,not smirked at my husband as the realization dawned on me just how much I needed him in my life. Sure we had our ups and downs and our marriage and bond would never be perfect. But there was a few rare moments when time seemed to stand still and being with him made everything ok again. He may piss me off and be the meanest and most selfish person I knew, but he was my husband and as long as he was by my side, I knew I would be ok. "I'm so glad you have you back. I missed you."

"Are you sure? The werewolf wasn't good enough company?..." Eric raised is eyebrows teasingly at me, showing that while he was still jealous of Alcide, he had let it go in favor of trusting what I told him. He ran his hand down my arm before saying. "I'm glad to be back too and I wouldn't admit this to anyone but you..But the thought of leaving you alone killed me."

"Well, at least now we don't have to worry about it." I replied softly, laying down so my head was tucked into the curve of his neck and I reached down to twist my fingers around his before sighing. "Do you think that this time, life will be normal without any more shakeups or secrets? Or is it just always meant to be like back and forth tug?"

"I think it's more possible now then ever before for us to finally have peace." He told me with what I knew was a thoughtful look on his face. I could feel the wheels in his had turning, his blood bond to me twitching and I knew he was thinking about everything. "Everything had finally passed. The Dallas coven is destroyed, your father met the true death, Antonia is gone and I have my memories back. It will be ok now."

"Yea but..." I began to say but Eric cut me off by covering my mouth with his hand.

"No buts, its the truth. Things are going to be different now." Eric sounded determined and serious, like he was not about to accept any other outcome beside the one that he wanted. "There is nothing else that could possibly happen that hasn't already happened. There is nothing else out there that's waiting for us."

"We've said that before Eric..." I reminded him, rolling my eyes before closing them. I knew Eric wanted to believe what he was saying, but we had too much history on our side to believe anything other then it wouldn't be long until we had trouble again. I would enjoy the moments we had before it fell apart again, but I was already preparing myself for what was to come. But I simply snuggled closer to Eric and said. "..you're right thought, nothing else can happen."

Outskirts of Shreveport

"I'm going to ask you one time and one time only. Tell me how this whole situation started or else I will have use force to get it out of you. Your choice." Nan told Marnie as she stood inside the now open cell and leaned against the metal bars with her arms crossed and glared down at the pathetic mess on the floor by her feet who had been stumbling over her words for the past few hours and Nan was quickly losing her patience. She had been only too ready to let this old woman take her time since she did provide one key element of information and that was the revelation that they now had a rogue female vampire running around causing trouble. And that was enough to satisfy Nan until the stupid witch could gather herself and begin getting to the root of the real things she wanted. But as time went on and Marnie didn't begin to talk again, Nan felt like she had no choice but to resort to the threatening approach. She stood up straight and walked forward until she was standing above Marnie and nudged her with the pointed toe of her black boot. "Speak now or...well, you know where I'm going with this."

"Alright, alright. I'll talk, please just don't hurt me. I will tell you what ever you want to know." Marnie finally found her voice, looking up with big wide eyes as she curled her hands around her arms like she was cold and swallowed hard before speaking again. "Just tell me.."

"I want to know more information on this female vampire who called upon your skills." Nan was not in the frame of mind to be patient right now but she was willing to do it if it meant getting every single detail straight."Tell me about your encounters with her."

"She came to me a few weeks ago when I was working late in the shop. She walked in and demanded that I direct her to a necromancer. When I told her that I practiced it a little bit, she became very interested and stayed a while. She told me she wanted the powers of an old necromancer to help her get revenge on Eric Northman and she told me that I would be the one to conjure the spirit of Antonia. And that if I didn't, I would die within 2 minutes. So I told her I would help, I would call upon whatever spirit she wanted me to call on and I would do whatever she ordered on the basis that she wouldn't kill me. And she agreed. She told me that when I got a hold of Antonia's spirit, that I was to allow her to possess me and then since the vampires were sure to come investigate and that Northman would be sent first, that I was to erase his mind so he couldn't remember anything and could not offer any resistance..."

"But why did she want to attack Mr. Northman?" Nan pressed her lips into a tight line as her forehead furrowed. This female seemed a lot more of a threat then Nan had originally considered and she didn't like that one bit. If there was one thing she hated it was being taken by surprise. "What was her reasoning for targeting him?"

"I don't know, she wouldn't tell me. She only said I was to allow Antonia to use my body to follow through with her orders. She said I wasn't powerful enough to do it on my own." Marnie explained, clasping her hands together nervously as her eyes darted from side to side, eying the crowd of vampire guards who stood in a still straight line in the room outside the cell. "I tried asking her why she wanted me to do this and she only said it was an act of vengeance."

"An act of vengeance. Hmm, that doesn't surprise me considering it is Eric Northman we are talking about." Nan tapped her fingers against her jawline, finding no surprise that some vampire had done all this for revenge. Eric Northman had been around a long time and in the past thousand years he had pissed off all sorts of supernatural beings, including vampires. So it wasn't so much of a shock to hear this had been done out of spite. But still, Nan had an obligation to put a stop to any vampire who posed a threat to their kind or threatened their equal rights. "Now tell me about the vampire herself. What did she look like? What was her name? And age?"

"She didn't give much detail about herself but I could tell that she was an old vampire. Possible over a millennium old, give or take a year. She had long hair, dark like chocolate and very angry blue eyes, I remember that clearly. Whatever she was pissed about, it was very big." Marnie replied, her lower lip shaking as she spoke, as if remembering the encounter was terrifying. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself and looked up pleadingly but did not beg again to go unharmed. "Her name is Carina, she said she knew Eric Northman."

"Well, that certainly makes things more interesting now doesn't it?" Nan smirked, thrilled that she had touched on who was behind these attacks and as she stood up and nodded to her guards, she was already making plans to go to Bon Temps to see the King. He now had a new task to take on. She passed by the closest guard on her way out of the cell and waved her hand. "Take care of the witch."

"Wait..what? No!" Marnie exclaimed fiercely, scrambling back on her hands and knees until she reached the wall and could go no further. Her betrayed eyes stared in between the bars furiously. "You promised you wouldn't kill me. You gave your word that you wouldn't hurt me if I told you what you wanted to know.."

"I lied." Nan smirked, shrugged her leather jacket covered shoulders before heading towards the stairs, the last thing she heard before leaving was Marnie's desperate screaming.

1 hour later

"Oh fuck, not you again."

"Yes me again, get use to it Bill. You're not the only one in charge around here. So I suggest you respect my authority some more or else I might take away your title of King.."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Oh I would, just try me."

"Are those two ever going to get along?" I asked the group behind me that consisted of Eric, Godric and Sookie who all just stood there with me in the hallway of my house as we stared at the sight in front of us. Bill and Nan had been fighting back and forth ever since the older female vampire had joined us here at the house and so far she hadn't gotten a chance to offer up the reason for her visit. Bill had practically jumped on her the minutes she walked through the door and the rest of us were quite content with just maintaining our distance until we had to intervene and so far we hadn't. I was kind of with Bill though on this one. I wasn't all that thrilled to see Nan now or ever, her visits never came without some kind of drama and after the up and down night I had already had, I just wanted time with my family and friends without anything else happening. But it looked like that wasn't the case. So I just stepped forward and waved my hands to get their attention. "Uh hello, can you two stop yelling at each other long enough so we can find out why the hell she is here?"

"And the little Faerie girl brings this intelligent conversation to a halt, thank God." Nan didn't look very thankful as she rolled her eyes first at me and then at Bill, showing her extreme dislike for the King even though she was the one who had put him in that position. She shook her head at him before turning away and looking at the rest of us with an air of authority about her. "Look I'll keep this short. The witch is dead."

"Wait what?" Eric frowned, the first of the group to speak to Nan beside Bill and I and Eric didn't seem like he had thought that Nan would take it that far. "You had her killed? Since when do you support that kind of action considering your involvement with the AVL?"

"She was far too dangerous to be left alive, if I let her go then anyone could have used her to their advantage. So I had her taken care of." Nan explained, her eyes turning to amused slits as she looked around at all of us, almost like she was daring one of us to have an opinion contrary to hers. When no one else spoke, she turned her head back over her shoulder to look at Bill. "And it seemed that I was right."

"About what?"

"About the fact that the witch wasn't acting alone, she had help." Nan replied triumphantly at Bill, an expression that didn't serve to ease the tension between the two of them. "Vampire help to be exact."

"There was a vampire behind this?" Godric asked curiously, his eyes getting big as he picked up on the topic like he hadn't before. He had been trying not to pay attention to the conversation out of respect but when it came to Eric and information about why he had been targeted, he focus was laser tight. "A vampire was in on it?"

"A female vampire actually. Apparently this vamp sought out Marnie and threatened to kill her unless she conjured up the spirit of Antonia to go after Eric and take his memories. According to the female, it was an act of vengeance." Nan replied, eying Eric in such a way that I found myself stepping close to him protectively. A female vampire had been at the helm of the necromancer crisis? That was something I didn't expect to hear. I had thought this was all on Marnie but it looked like I was wrong yet again. Nan looked away from Eric and said. "This female vampire didn't glamor her, but she was old enough to use her age as a factor in intimidation. And if Marnie did this without being glamored then of course I couldn't leave her alive for it to happen again."

"We need to find this vampire right away and seek punishment. She's an obvious threat to our race." Bill replied, his face dark with seriousness and he essentially ignored the rest of us as he looked at Nan. "What's her name? What does she look like?"

"Her name is Carina and according to Marnie's guess, she could be at least a thousand years old. She has long dark brown hair and blue eyes with a very charming personality." Nan said this very sarcastically, showing that she knew this vampire was anything but charming. It wasn't often that vampire of that age was female and it certainly was even more rare that a female vamp was this vindictive. But I couldn't remember Eric ever telling me about a female named Carina, so I didn't entirely understand why she would send a witch after him. But then again it was Eric, so who knows how many people he had pissed off over the years. Nan just shook her head and went back towards the door. "If she's found in your state, then she is your problem Bill. And I expect you to deal with it."

We all watched Nan leave and every single one of us breathed a heavy sigh of relief when Bill slammed the door behind her. Even the vampires who didn't need to breathe did it, showing that Nan made everyone uncomfortable no matter what they were. Eric's hand felt firm against my back as he stood close to me, his face in a frown of confusion and I knew he too was trying to figure out why he had been targeted. Bill had returned to Sookie's side and it was only Godric who stood alone but as I turned my face to look at him, I was shocked to see a horrified look on his face.

"Godric? Godric what's wrong?" I left Eric's side to go to my best friend but even when I was standing in front of him he didn't seem to realize I was there. I felt something strange flooding through him, I couldn't tell what but it was something of concern to me. Even his thoughts didn't give anything away and I had to touch his shoulder before he would look at me. "Are you ok?"

"It's not possible." He didn't really seem to be speaking to me, it was like he was speaking more to himself then anything and that was weird. Godric never retreated this far into himself, not since the night he attacked me when it seemed like he was stuck in his head. It was exactly like that right now and I was scared. He just kept muttering. "It's not possible, it's not possible."

"What's not possible?" Eric demanded, joining me at Godric's side and looking down from his great height to his maker who he respected above all others including me, and couldn't hide his concern. "Master, what is it?"

"Oh my God, I know who she is." Godric's eyes just came back into focus and I watched him as he looked first taken aback and then beyond the realm of shock. Godric was 2000 years old, he shouldn't be surprised by anything and there couldn't be anything that could make him look so terrified. And if there was, then the rest of us should be just as scared. If it was bad enough to shake up a vampire like Godric then we didn't have any reason to be feeling safe. "I know who she is."

"What do you mean?" Bill questioned, stepping closer with Sookie as we all pressed in closer to Godric. But the only one Godric would look at was Eric. And while I couldn't read what he was thinking, I could see in his eyes that he was experiencing a flash of an old memory as well as a surge of guilt. Something was going on, something that none of us knew anything about. So when Godric opened his mouth again, I was expecting one thing. But I heard was something that was far beyond consideration, because what he said next shook up everyone's world. He looked right at Eric and let it out.

"She is my other progeny...my first progeny. Carina is the very first vampire I created, not Eric."

Author's Note: There you have it, the finale chapter of this fic and of course it had to end on a cliff hanger. Soo Mr Godric was hidign a pretty big secret from his past. Eric was not only not his only progeny but Eric wasn't even the first. And as it turns out Carina was his first and for some reason, she came after Eric or at least sent Marnie/Antonia after him. And why? You'll have to stick around and read the 6th Fic. Thanks again for reading and reviewing. And i hope that the people who stuck with this series since the beginning will like where i take it next.

Look for the 6th fic coming soon...titled "Lost without you"...if you thought you knew crazy, you have no idea what i am about to do.