Fintan moves towards the farmhouse at a slow pace and gestures for Godric to follow him. Fintan drops down to the steps of the farmhouse, his elbows on his knees, his hands gripping his hair. Godric moves towards the steps. He remains alert, unsure about what his purpose is.
Fintan raises his head to look at Godric. Fintan’s eyes are bloodshot, his face showing signs of crying. He sighs wearily, “You still don’t trust me, do you?”
“History has proven that my kind and your kind do not get along. As I am here to settle my debt, I am unsure what you expect of me.” Godric’s voice and actions betray no emotion. He merely studies Fintan, waiting for what the Fae has to say to him.
Fintan turns to look over his shoulder. He speaks softly, “This is the home of my family. The woman I love and our grandchildren are inside. I need your help protecting them.”
Godric shakes his head in disbelief. “You wish to have a vampire protect the Fae? What do they need protecting from?”
Fintan rises to his feet. He moves down the steps and stands in front of Godric. He raises his hand to Godric’s shoulder, and grips it tightly. “I need you to listen to my story without interruption. Then you will understand why I seek your help.”
Fintan moves to sit back on the steps. Godric stands in the yard, still only as a vampire can be. Silence stretches between the two of them. The sounds of the night surround the two supernatural creatures. Fintan sighs wearily, and begins his tale.
“I met Adele almost 40 years ago. She was hanging laundry in the yard when I first saw her. She was beautiful, and I was instantly smitten. She was as taken with me, but she was married. She was unable to have children with her husband due to an illness he suffered while young. I offered to be the father of her children, and she agreed. We had two children; Corbett and Linda. Neither of our children had the essential spark. I checked in on my family many times over the years to make sure they were safe. When both of my children were in their teens, Mitchell, Adele’s human husband disappeared. Adele contacted me and I searched for him to no avail. No one knew he disappeared; Adele spread the story that he was away for work. So, I assumed Mitchell’s place to be with my family. One of my Fae abilities is transformation. Only Adele knew about what I did.” Fintan draws a deep breath before continuing his story.
“We lived a happy life for many years. Our children married, and had children of their own. Life was as it should be, until yesterday when my son and his wife died. They were driving along the bridge when a flash flood swept their car downstream.” Fintan stops as fresh tears run down his face.
Godric remains silent. He understands the loss one feels when losing a child. As a vampire, Godric had made several children throughout his two millennia on this Earth. Many of his children met their True Death due to one reason or another. He was grateful that he still had children that rose to see another night.
Fintan continues his story as tears slowly fall down his cheeks. “Their bodies were found bloated and bruised. No one questioned they drowned in the flood. But I can’t help but think this was the work of the enemies of my father, the Water Fae. Their leader, Breandan, has openly declared war against us. They have fought with the Sky Fae both in our realm and here. They are killing hybrids because they believe they weaken the Fae race. I don’t know how they were able to find Corbett. I have not associated with my kind for many years. Now that they know where I am, I fear they will be coming after the rest of my family. I cannot allow that to happen. That is why I need your help. I need you to help me protect my family. ”
Godric furrows his brow in confusion. “How exactly am I to help you protect your family? I cannot stay here indefinitely guarding them. Besides, the Fae are more likely to attack during the day. I can help you arrange Weres to guard your family…” Godric stops speaking when he sees Fintan shaking his head.
“I don’t need you to stay here and help me guard my family. Niall has already arranged for Dae and Were guards for us. But there is something more I need from you…”
The door opening interrupts Fintan. Godric tenses and looks to the house. Standing on the porch is the most beautiful child Godric has ever seen. Her hair is so blonde it looks like sunlight, her eyes are as blue as the clearest lake, and her skin is as fair as any porcelain doll.
“Grandpa, what are you doing out here?” The child asks her question while rubbing sleep from her eyes. In her arms is a worn stuffed animal. She walks barefoot down the stairs where Fintan is sitting. Fintan grabs her in his arms and squeezes her tight. The child stares at Godric, and Godric stares in return.
Fintan draws the child’s attention to him. “Sookie, you know you shouldn’t have left the house. Where’s your Gran?”
“She’s asleep on the couch,” the child says while still looking at Godric. “Who’s this?”
“Sookie this is Godric,” Fintan says turning from his granddaughter to the vampire. “Godric, I would like you to meet my granddaughter Sookie.”
“It is an honor to meet you Miss,” Godric dips his head in a slight bow.
Sookie giggles. “You talk funny.” Fintan admonishes Sookie, but Godric can’t help the grin on his face directed at the tiny cherub.
“Yes, I suppose I do talk differently. I suppose you might say I am a bit old-fashioned,” he smiles at the child.
Sookie giggles again. She tilts her head studying Godric. She turns to Fintan, and moves to whisper in his ear. “Grandpa, why is your friend glowing?”
Fintan looks at Godric. He raises a finger to Godric indicating he should wait a moment. Fintan turns his attention back to Sookie. “Do you notice anything else different about Godric?”
The child scrunched up her face in concentration. Her eyes widen suddenly, and she darts out of Fintan’s arms to run to Godric. She touches his hand with hers and stares up at him wide-eyed.
Sookie turns to face Fintan while still holding Godric’s hand. “I can’t hear him Grandpa. Is he another telepath like me?”
Fintan rises quickly. He gestures for Sookie to come to him. Once she does, he scoops her up in his arms. During this exchange, Godric has remained immobile but his thoughts are racing. A telepath? In all of his vast years of experience, Godric has never heard of such a thing. Godric quickly flips through the implications of what this means. She will never be safe; many will try to enslave her to make sure she cooperates. There was a time when he would have been the first to use her for the ability she possesses.
While Godric processes everything in his mind, Fintan has returned Sookie to the house. Godric hears her little feet running up the stairs to her room. He can hear the creak of the mattress as she climbs in bed. Fintan moves down the steps to the yard, staring at Godric with a look of defeat on his face.
“Even though she is only 1/8 Fae, Sookie has the essential spark. Usually our powers do not develop at such an early age, but she has had the gift of telepathy since she has been able to speak. She started making comments about what she would hear in people’s heads. For the longest time, she could not differentiate between what someone said and what they thought. I’ve been working with her to help her distinguish between the two. I’ve also been working with her to block out people’s thoughts.”
Godric nods his head in acknowledgement. “Your granddaughter is a very special little girl, Fintan. I still do not understand what you need me to do.”
“Godric, I need you to take Sookie back to Dallas with you and raise her as your child.”