Drink Deeply and Dream.

Chapter 11

And because you asked me nicely and  I happen to have 11 done and posted on my word press. I give you this chapter. p.s 12 is in the works but stand by my other stories will be added here too. I really didn't think I had any more fans here.Thank you.

Godric Pov

As my child finished his speech I could not help but feel elated at my companion. She was passionate and still, she remained calm. I liked how understanding she was. Her gift of perception was impressive. If I didn't know any better I would've sworn she could read minds. Could she? Doubtful, she didn't smell like the Fae. But, then again the Fae are not the only ones with such gifts. Witches could develop them only if the gift was in their clan line. Other than demons the list of telepathic creatures is scarce. I would have to look into her past a little bit.

"Rick, are you ok? " I nodded my reply. "Oh, well, you didn't say anything when the speaker stopped."

I waved her off and smiled. " Come Dearest heart, I believe you have someone to meet."

She smiled nervously, "What if he finds me rude? I did interrupt his program. I just didn't want some jerk to ruin the night with his bigoted narrow-mindedness. There is a lot to think about.To know about. But this exhibit won't be in town long. And tonight was the only time the historian would be here."

I flashed her a smile. "Shh, easy My love I am sure he was not put out by your words." She gave me a "How could you know that" look" which is similar to the "You are just saying that" look I've seen Sookie give to Eric many times over the years.

"I am sure it will be fine. If you have changed your mind I can just let him know." She placed her hand on my shoulder, "No, no it's just my nerves, I haven't been sleeping well lately. I'll be fine. I may not get a chance to speak with an expert on the culture again."

Her smile told me she was happy again. I could only imagine how much more happy she would be if she knew that she was talking to an actual Viking. The light in her eyes sent warm feelings through mem yet I could not let go of the fact that there was something below the surface: A sorrow she was hiding. Someone not as experienced as I would miss the subtle hints.

"Mr. Skarsgard, this is my girlfriend Callie. My dear, this is Mr. Skarsgard." She beamed and brought her hand up as if to shake his.To my delight, he took her hand in his and shook it gently.

"Evening Mr.Skarsgard, I really enjoyed your speech. I find it interesting about mistletoe.I had no idea it had such a story behind it." He smiled and I couldn't help but return it. I could sense his mirth through the bond.

"Yes, so many legends have been lost with time unless one actively seeks them out: Unless it was through history where it was passed down from father to son."

Callie nodded, "I have always thought it would be better to learn first hand from an elder. I love it when my Aunt tells me legends of her people. I do agree with you on the fact that the passion for learning of our pasts and legends have been replaced with modern theory and science."

I could not have been more proud of how this was going. Callie was surely an interesting girl.

"You seem to be well versed in my culture and history," my child inquired.

She nodded slightly, "I enjoy history. Last semester I studied Rome and Gaul cultures.This semester I am studying Viking culture and the immigration west, which I am writing a paper on and Vampire history and politics."

Understanding dawned on him and I could see he had pieced together the interesting combination of studies. And the fact she is also supernatural. "Well, those are interesting subjects. Come, we should go somewhere to get something to eat, my wife is giving me the 'I'm hungry' look. Rick, my old friend, would you and your delightful companion join us?" Bright green eyes locked onto mine. Oh heaven, help me. If she ever uses those eyes against me. I see my child motion for his wife to join us.