A/N I'm terrible at writing summaries, so don't judge the whole story on the stupid little summary blurb. Basically, after rescuing each other at the fellowship, Sookie realizes that Godric was someone she used to know and had basically fallen in love with, but thought had been killed in an accident. After everything that went down in Dallas, after returning home, Sookie has to decide if she wants to stay with Bill, or choose Godric, or even Eric, to be with. The main reason I'm writing this is because a friend challenged me to write a Godric/Sookie piece, because there's not many out there. This is my first attempt at putting Sookie with anyone other than Eric. However, I couldn't NOT put Eric in it, and since I can't bring myself to pair him without anyone else, it will also be my first vampwich attempt as well. Rated M for language and future lemons.

I own ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. That achievement goes to Charlaine Harris, Alan Ball, and HBO. I've taken a lot of dialog directly from the show.

I felt the tension whoosh out of my body as it was replaced by relief. It was over. The humans and vampires were all making their way out of the Fellowship of the Sun. No one had been killed. No one had even been hurt. Well, not including the painful paintball shots Steve Newlin took, and the now-healed silver burns Eric had had to endure.

I heard Jason say my name, and I turned from Bill's arms and hugged my brother. I was so glad to see him. But, at the same time, I was pissed as all hell. What had he been thinking? Just as I was about to ask, I saw Godric approach us out of the corner of my eye.

"Mr. Compton, I wonder if you would be so good as to escort Mr. Stackhouse back to my home? I would like a word in private with his sister." I could see that Bill really didn't want to do it, but, couldn't see a way around it. He did, however, give Eric a very ugly look when he passed him on his way outside.

Godric took my hand and led me out of the sanctuary and toward the exit. Once he knew we were out of Reverend Newlin's hearing range, he looked at me, and said, "Sookie, I know you're probably upset with me."

"Upset doesn't even begin to describe how I feel right now, Godric. I thought you were dead. Do you know what that did to me? And now, to find out what and who you truly are? Was everything you ever told me a lie?"

He stopped walking, and put his hands on my shoulders. "I was told to keep my identity from you. You were so young, so innocent, so naïve. You wouldn't have understood if I'd try to tell you the truth."

"Hang on, back up a minute; did you say you were told to keep your identity from me? Does that mean that you were only with me because you were under orders to be?"

"I was told to watch over you and protect you for a short time. I could have done that from the shadows and never revealed myself to you. But the more I watched you, the more I wanted to know you. To speak with you. To be a part of your world."

By this time, we had reached the home that the Dallas vampires used as their nest. I could tell that Godric wanted to continue our conversation, but I was still very angry with him. "Godric, I'm going to go find Jason, get some clean clothes, and try to calm myself down. Maybe once I've had a chance to process everything that's happened in the past 24 hours, we can talk about this some more. But, to be honest, I don't even know if it's worth it."

I turned and walked away from him, and I could tell by the look on his face that he was very disappointed. Well, he wasn't the only one. But, I wasn't just disappointed; I was very angry, and very hurt. The brief time I'd spent with him years ago had been the best of my life, up until the time I'd met Bill.

Bill. How was I going to explain this to him? What would I tell him? 'Oh, honey, by the way, I've met Godric before. Only, it was before the great revelation and I had no idea that he wasn't human. I spent every evening with him one summer. He was my first kiss, and at the time I thought he was my first love. But then there was this big car accident, and I thought he'd been killed; but that obviously was faked because here he is, and now I know that he's a 2000 year old vampire.' It was not a conversation I was looking forward to.

Just as I was beginning to get hold of myself, I saw Eric approaching me. I tried to turn and walk away so I could avoid him, but he reached out and took my hand. I noticed that there was a female vampire with him, and he simply told me that she would show me where I could find something to change into, and then he walked away. I thanked the vampire, she said her name was Beth, and went with her to get out of my ripped dress.

I began scanning the room for Jason once I'd returned, and found him standing in front of an entry way, attempting to flirt with a pretty-looking female vampire. I started to make my way toward them, but was stopped abruptly when Bill came to stand in my way.

"There you are darling."

"Oh, so now you were looking for me? You've avoided being alone with me all night."

"Nonsense. It's just that, with all the commotion there's hardly been time."

"Bill, I was in that basement for two days, you don't even wanna know what almost happened to me down there. Where were you?"

"Sookie, it's…"

"It's complicated is not an answer. Every time I've needed you, you've always come runnin'. Even in broad daylight. What kept you?"

He looked very frustrated as he tried to answer me. "I...I was held."

"Held? Like kidnapped? By who? By Eric?" I felt my anger rise. If he had anything to do with this…

"Mmm, I heard my name." Speak of the devil, and the devil appears. "I hope you are speaking well of me."

"Why should I? You let me walk into a trap."

"I regret that. If I had known it was a possibility…"

"You did know. But because it was Godric, you'd risk anything."

"The bond between a vampire and his maker is stronger than anything you can imagine. And as it seems that you and he are, acquainted, with one another, I would expect you to understand the amount of loyalty he inspires in those around him."

The look on Bill's face went from surly, to confused, to angry, when Eric said the word 'acquainted.' I was not ready to talk to Bill about this, and I was certainly not going to do it with Eric standing there listening. So, I did the same thing I do every time something happens I can't handle. I turned and walked away.

As I wound my way through the throngs of vampires in the home, searching for Jason, I once again was stopped by a vampire placing themselves directly in my path. She was tall and thin, and the screaming red dress she was wearing left little to the imagination.

"Hello there. I'm Lorena."

Years and years of Gran's teachings wouldn't allow me to be anything but cordial, so I smiled back and said, "Nice to meet you. I'm Sookie."

"Mmm, yes. You are what all the fuss is about." She didn't look so nice anymore.

"Excuse me?"

"Aren't you a morsel?" I felt a tingle of warning shoot up my spine.

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Well, we have a mutual friend."

Considering I knew only four others present, I guessed at whom she was referring. "Bill?"

"That's right. Funny he never mentioned me. I practically made him what he is today." She was smiling down at me now, and I sick to the pit of stomach.

"Lorena!" Bill had come over from speaking with someone else. He did not look happy to see her, and even less so to see her speaking with me.

"Oh, hello darling," she said. Darling? What the hell? He's my boyfriend. "I was just getting to know your play thing. You always did like to prey on the innocent."

I looked to him for some sort of guidance in the situation. "Bill, is this your maker?"

"She released me years ago. She no longer has any hold over me." I could hear the anger in his voice, and even a small amount of fear. Apparently, she still held something over him.

She glanced at him and smiled. "Oh, I wouldn't say that." Her gaze returned to my face. "We had two marvelous nights in your hotel room." I was agitated enough at this point that I stood and took a step towards her.

"What?" I desperately hoped she was lying.

She turned to look at Bill again. "Did you know your boyfriend hit me over the head with a 52 inch plasma television tonight? Everyone says they're so thin and light, but let me tell you, when wielded properly, it's quite a weapon."

I looked at Bill in shock. "You did?"

His eyes wouldn't leave her. "Lorena, you need to leave."

"I hope he doesn't pull the same shenanigans with you. There's no excuse for domestic violence."

"What she has failed to mention is that she was holding me prisoner." Bill was still looking at her while he said this. I couldn't tell if he was trying to convince me, or himself.

"We were just catching up is all," she said with mock Southern charm, returning her gaze to me. "You must've been worried sick. Wondering where he was." I took a moment to look him in the eye. Normally when Bill is mad at someone, he turns completely cold. It made me nervous to see fire in his eyes now. But, then she spoke again. "I admit, it got a bit…heated. But you know how old lovers can get sometimes." She reached out to stroke a hand down his face.

I'd had enough. I grabbed her hand before she could touch him. "Do not touch him." Okay, so, maybe it wasn't the best idea in the world to pick a fight with a vampire. But, I knew that Bill and Jason would surely protect me.

"My. We're feisty too," she said. I'm sure she expected me to back down. But I did not. I stood, back straight, and kept eye contact with her.

She laughed at this. "You're no more than a blood bag. You cannot win this." So she thought.

"I've already won. Bill chose me. And yet, you still won't give up. Don't you have any shame?"

Bill suddenly seemed afraid for me. He grabbed my hand and said, "Sookie, stop!"

"I'd listen to him," Lorena countered. "Run away, little girl." She took a step away from me and tried to push herself against Bill. "William and I love each other."

He put his hands on her shoulders, pushing her from his body and said, "You've gone mad! Get out, now."

I didn't need him to fight my battles for me. "Maybe you do love him, who am I to guess? But he doesn't love you. He never has, and that, we both know." I may have gone too far, because she turned to me and her fangs ran out.

"Take those words back, or they shall be your last," she warned.

Bill stood between us and tried to push me towards the door, "We're leaving!"

But I wasn't finished with her, yet. I shoved back against him and yelled "Go find someone else you fucking bitch, you've lost this one!"

She reached across me, grabbed Bill's arm and threw him across the room. Then she grabbed me by the neck, pushed me onto my back on a table, and bent, her fangs going straight for my jugular. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain. But, it never came. When I opened my eyes again, I saw Godric standing next to me, Lorena's entire throat gripped tightly in his hand, as he forcefully pulled her back to a standing position, and caused her to take two steps away from me. His eyes held pure fury.

"Retract. Your. Fangs. Now." Lorena's fangs disappeared, but Godric did not loosen his hold on her. By this time, Bill had recovered himself, and pulled me up and into his arms. That's when I noticed that the entire house stood silent, watching our exchange. Eric stood at Godric's side.

Godric spoke again. "I neither know, nor care, who you are. But in this area, and certainly in this nest, I am the authority." He closed his eyes, and it was apparent that he was trying to hold back the raging beast clawing just behind his calm façade. "Do you understand?"

Lorena finally looked defeated. "Yes, sheriff." He paused a moment, and then let go of her throat.

He turned his attention to me, and in his eyes, I saw everything we once meant to each other. "This human has proven herself to be courageous. And a loyal friend to our kind." But then he looked at Lorena again, and the hatred once again took over his face. "And yet you treat her like a child does a dragonfly, pulling off wings for sport. No wonder they hate us."

Lorena unwisely spoke again. "She provoked me."

He leaned closer to her, and said, "And you provoke me. You disrupt the peace in my own home. I could snap you like a twig. But I haven't. Now, why is that?"

"It's your choice."

"Indeed it is. You're an old vampire, I can tell. You've had hundreds of years to better yourself, yet you haven't. You're still a savage. And I fear for all of us, humans and vampires, if this behavior persists." He shifted his gaze to take in the faces of all the vampires gathered in the room, making it clear that his message was for all, not just the woman he was standing in front of. "You," he said, turning and speaking directly to Bill. "You seem to know her?"

Bill looked as if he wanted to deny it, but would not lie. "Yes, Sheriff"

"Escort her from the nest." He returned his attention to Lorena. "I wish you out of my area before dawn." Lorena stood, and rather sheepishly, walked towards the door, Bill following close behind. Godric moved to stand next to me, and took my hand in his. "I believe you have been looking for your brother?"

I nodded my head, and he led me back to the area he'd been sitting in before. There, on a couch, sat Jason. I sat down next to him, and he put his arm around my shoulder and leaned over to press a kiss on the top of my head. We sat in companionable silence for a few minutes. I saw Bill walk back into the main room, and after looking to make sure I was alright, he began a conversation with a female vampire, who I thought looked a lot like Snow White. Godric sat in a chair near Jason and me, and although he opened a book, I knew he was not actually reading.

If I hadn't been in a part of the house where no one was talking, I probably wouldn't have heard it. But, I did. I stood, and moved to a different part of the room, and tilted my head, as if I was trying to fine tune a radio station. Godric's eyes followed me, and after a moment, he stood and came to stand directly behind me. After another moment of listening, I turned to face him, my eyes wide and full of fear. "They're everywhere. All around us." I knew I had to act fast. I turned my head to the main room, and yelled, "HIT THE FLOOR!!" The vampires did this without hesitation. And so, when the fellowship members surrounding the house opened fire, it was the humans who got hit first.

The moment the first shot rang out, using his vampiric strength and speed, Godric pushed both Jason and I to the floor, and flipped the couch over the top of us to help shield us. Jason looked in my eyes, waiting for me to signal it was all clear. We heard screams coming from all around us, as humans and vampires both felt the bullets pierce their flesh. A moment after the shooting stopped, I nodded to Jason, and he began pushing the couch off of us. We could hear growls coming from several vampires, and as they rushed out of the house, it was clear that they were giving chase to the many fellowship members who were now trying to flea in their vehicles.

"Bill! Bill!" I yelled for him, but I couldn't see Bill anywhere. I saw Eric standing up from the ground, and he nodded when he I asked if he was okay. I still couldn't see Bill anywhere though. I saw the female vampire he'd been speaking to just before the shooting started. She lay on the ground, a piece of splintered wood from a broken window protruding from her now disintegrating chest. It was in my search for Bill that I saw Godric, kneeling a few feet away from me, his back to me. I called his name, and walked to stand in front of him, and felt faint at what I saw.

His entire chest was covered in blood, and I could see silver sticking out of several wounds. "Eric, help me!" I yelled as I knelt next to Godric, who was now falling to lie on his back. Eric was at my side in an instant. "He needs blood, Sookie. The sooner the better." He stood and turned towards the kitchen, I assume to grab a bottle of True Blood. I didn't even think about what I was doing, I simply reacted. I grabbed a piece of broken glass off the floor, pushed my sleeve up to my elbow, and used the glass to slice open my arm just above the wrist. I pressed it to Godric's mouth, and plead with him to drink.

After a moment of hesitation, he opened his mouth and began to suck on the wound, wrapping one arm gently around my elbow, and the other around my waist. Eric was standing above and behind me, watching, but not doing anything to interfere. I watched in awe as the wounds on Godric's chest began to heal, pushing the silver out and onto the ground. Just as he stopped drinking and gently licked the wound to seal it, Bill walked back into the room, looking positively rosy. He must have joined the others as they went after the shooters.

"Sookie?!? You let him feed off you?" He looked extremely angry.

"Bill, he pushed Jason and I out of the way, he took the bullets that would've hit us!"

"You are mine, Sookie. No other vampire can feed from you." Godric was still healing, but had removed his arms from around my body and was leaning up on his elbows. Bill walked around him and grabbed my arm, forcefully dragging me to my feet.

"We are leaving, now!"

I turned back to look at Jason, but Bill had apparently had enough. He yanked hard on my arm, and I screamed as I felt it pop and snap. I was fairly certain that it was dislocated, and most likely broken as well. In that instant, Godric was suddenly off of the floor, flying at Bill in rage. He held Bill off the ground up against a wall. "Do not touch her again," Godric snarled.

"She is mine. You had no right to feed off her."

"Sookie is her own. She belongs to no one. But, regardless who she makes the choice to be with, if you ever lay a hand on in her anger again, it will bring about your final death." Even with Godric in a weakened state, Bill was no match for his strength. Bill nodded that he understood, and Godric dropped him and turned back to me.

Isabel had made her way to us, and was sitting next to me, examining my arms. "Godric, it is both dislocated and broken. She either needs to be taken to the hospital, or to be healed."

Bill started to take a step towards me, raising his wrist to bite it, but Godric placed a hand on his chest and said, "Oh, no. I believe you have done enough for her for one night." Then, turning back to where I was sitting with Isabel, said, "Sookie, Eric will give you his blood to heal you."

"Why Eric? Why not you" I didn't understand why Godric wouldn't heal me himself.

"I am too weak from my injury. I cannot afford to loose anymore blood right now."

Bill began to protest, but a low growl rumbled through Godric's chest, and he remained silent. Isabel held my injured arm cradled against her body, as Eric crouched down next to me. "Sookie, I am very old, and my blood is very strong, so it will take very little to heal your arm, alright." I nodded, but grimaced when I heard him bite into the flesh on his wrist, then placed it to my mouth. I took one small swallow, and felt my shoulder suddenly pop again. After one more swallow, Eric removed his arm from my mouth.

Stan came to stand beside Godric, and simply nodded at him. "Everyone, please proceed to the Hotel Carmilla. They have been informed on what happened, and security is in place," Stan said, and several vampires began making their way towards the doors.

Once Godric had finally stepped away from him, Bill took a step towards me, held his hand out and said, "Sookie, come. We must go."

Eric stood, stepped between Bill and me and said, "Oh, I don't think so. She's not going anywhere with you after what just happened."

"Well, she's not going to stay with you, if that's what you're thinking," came Bill's reply.

Jason picked that moment to finally join in the conversation. "She'll stay with me for now. Once y'all wake up again then she can decide for herself who she wants to stick with from there."

Isabel helped me to my feet, and Godric leaned over and placed a chaste kiss to my lips. "I will come to you as soon as I rise." I just nodded, and followed Jason out the door.

"Sook, someday, you'll have to explain to me just what the hell that was all about." That's assuming I ever understand it myself, I thought.