written for the Yuletide Treasure fic exchange in 2009. The request was
an exploration of why Eric and Godric had been apart for so long.
Father, Brother, Child
felt when he'd first seen Godric in the basement at The
Fellowship of the Sun, he felt it again as Godric stepped up behind
him. He turned.
"It's been a long time, my Child."
years, 70 years that felt like 700. He had to fight the urge to
drop to his knees and beg forgiveness, even though he knew Godric
wasn't displeased with him.
with the humans, we must spend some time, Eric. If that is
acceptable to you."
Godric. I look forward to it."
far from Godric while they were dealing with the humans,
as Godric called it. He stood near him, towering over anyone who dared
look at Godric with anything less than the respect he deserved.
And though several times Eric thought he was far too easy on
them, he would not have presumed to point that out.
master, awed as he always had been that a creature
seemingly so small and slight could be one of the most powerful forces
on the planet. Awed and moved in ways he could not explain now any more
than he could 70 years ago.
Godric had said. "And you are right to do so."
you are like the child that cannot grow in the shadow of his
don't hold me back." Eric had dropped to one knee then,
before the chair where Godric sat.
his hand on Eric's cheek. "You hold yourself back, you sacrifice
yourself in small ways every day, for my sake, because you think I wish
it, because you think I deserve it. The fire in you that first went to
country, to war, to love . . . you give it all to me now, and I fear
you will give everything and keep nothing for yourself."
never find yourself at a loss for words, except with
. du har mitt blod, min kropp . . . mitt hjärta. Allt jag
är, är ditt." You have my blood, my body . . . my heart.
All that I am is yours.
it all. But you are losing yourself in this devotion."
fine. You give my life, this life, purpose. Knowing that I
would do anything for you, gives me purpose. Jag böjer mig
för dig. Jag skulle till och med gå sönder." I bend
for you. I would even break.
inte be er att göra det." Godric kissed Eric's face,
washing away the tear that ran down his cheek. I would not ask you
to do that.
behöva fråga." You would not have to ask.
from his memory and looked at his master, again feeling the
urge to drop to his knees and beg, for what now, he didn't know. The
bomb was something no one could have predicted, yet the losses were
weighing on Godric like stones, Eric knew. He could feel it, even when
he wasn't standing next to his master, he could feel the weight of it.
And he'd have given anything to be able to remove it.
a table from each other, not speaking for a long time, as
words seemed unnecessary. They were merely waiting until their
appointed time to meet with the council members, to find out what steps
needed to be taken to put all this unpleasantness behind them.
and he said the only thing that seemed appropriate
at the moment. "Allt jag är, är ditt. As always."
Allt jag är, är ditt," he repeated, all
that I am is yours, "just as it has always been from the moment I
found you, wounded and dying among your men. Bloody, barbaric, so
stubborn and strong." He straightened. "Your time away from me has been
good for you."
Godric's expression didn't change. "You would still break for
me, if I asked you to."
said quickly, seriously, as if his devotion had been
in doubt and it had been a question.
smiled the most beautiful smile Eric had seen from him in
over 200 years. His maker reached across the table and covered Eric's
hand with his own.
you will not break without me."