Timeless Devotion

10.

The next few hours past calmly, Godric catching up on his sheriff duty while Luna sat reading in the corner, sitting with her signature pose of having her legs crossed in an almost childish manner which seemed to suit her physical age perfectly.

It wasn't until her head snapped up suddenly that her book was forgotten and she had her childe's immediate attention, her head inclined slightly to the right as she seemed to be listening to something that even his sensitive hearing couldn't pick up on.

"What is it my belle?" he asked curiously, watching as her red stained lips pursed slightly. Whatever it was she didn't seem pleased with the disturbance at all.

"It seems as if we are having a guest" she stated as she rose from her seat, Godric instantly at her side as she did so. He knew better than to question, but as she gestured him to collect everyone of importance into the main room he had a feeling he knew what was about to come.

"Do you have any fucking idea of the PR mess you've made?" Nan Flanagan's harsh voice filtered into the room causing Sookie to flinch from her position on the couch next to Bill, her eyes widening when she took note of the sour faced vampire who strutted in with what looked to be two vampire bodyguards also dressed in black.

She shivered; fuck!

Everyone watched as she approached, the vampires already prepared for her entrance due to Luna, annoying Nan Flanagan slightly due to her entrance not being as dramatic as she would have liked. Not that she would comment, but she was in a pissy mood and wanted to take it out on the nearest people around her.

"And who has to fucking clean that shit up? Me. Not you. Me! I should drain every one of you bastards!" she spat, Eric resisting a growl at the tone she was taking with them all. He hated the witch, she was anything but respectful.

"Stan went to the church on his own. None of us knew anything about it" he stated, trying to placate her as well as shut her up. He couldn't help but look towards Luna though, only to find her stone faced as she stared at the vampire with a completely blank expression. He could see where his maker got it, and hoped that if he was going to be spending more time around his maker and his sire that he could improve his technique.

At least he could achieve one thing out of having to suffer in her company.

"Oh, really? Because everyone that met Stan over the last 300 years, knew that he had a kink about slaughtering humans, but you – his nest mates? His sheriff? – had no clue" Nan continued in mock disbelief, Godric feeling his emotions turn to guilt before Luna's hand squeezed his knee reassuringly.

"And how were we to know this time he meant it?" soothed Isabel, glaring at Stan who was sulking in the corner.

It was clear if the bomb had gone off that he would have been one of the first to die, it was one of the only reasons he kept out of it after Luna shot him a look clearly telling him he had no choice in the matter. So he reluctantly stayed quiet, wishing he had slaughtered all the fucking humans when he had the chance.

"Not my problem" she snarled before looking in Godric's direction with an icy look "It's yours!"

"Don't speak to him like that" Eric growled, furious to how this bitch was talking to his maker. He was her elder, she should fucking respect him! Looking in Luna's direction he expected her to speak up but he frowned when he saw that her expression hadn't changed. He did not seem to pick up on how her grip on Godric's knee had tightened slightly with the woman's tone.

"Don't talk to me that way," she replied with a snap before a frown formed on her pale features. "Let's get to the point, how did they manage to abduct you?" she asked curiously, knowing the vampire was old and it must have taken a large amount of force to capture such an old vampire.