Anticipating, Chapter 41

A/N:  I want to take this opportunity to thank all of my loyal, patient, and extremely supportive followers and reviewers.  Your love has been the food for my muses, and we sincerely appreciate you!  

**Obligatory disclaimer:  I own nothing except the plots, Cara, and other invented characters, so no suing or stealing or whatever!**

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~Anticipating, Chapter 41~

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(And now, Godric’s thoughts)

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Godric savored the sound of his beloved’s warm heart beating in the safety of his arms, and hoped she was not unduly distressed by the day death soon to overtake him.  He inhaled her warm scent deeply, and detected not only the heady scent of their recent joinings, but the odor of the hormones changing within her body.  He smiled wryly even as he held her even closer to him.  According to his meager understanding of such things, he was truly lucky she had been as calm as she had been during parts of their previous discussion.  The next week could prove to be very…interesting.  With a devious grin, he contemplated just how very interesting the coming nights would be.

During his day…  He halted the onslaught of the few memories he still retained of his human times.  In truth, he had gained more humanity during his last couple of centuries as a vampire than he had ever possessed as a true human.   Everything was so blessedly different now, and in so many ways.

He nuzzled into his Cara’s hair, and savored the calming, grounding effects of her softly scented warmth.

While he would never lie to her about either his human or vampire past, there were some truths he would always choose to withhold.   But even so, she needed to know that some vampires absolutely could be the monsters village idiots like the FOTS thought them to be, and were oftimes even worse, but he would always be on his best behavior around her, and would demand the same of those who served him.

However much he wanted to protect her from the worst of his world, for her own security she needed to be aware of at least some of the risks associated with the more violently macabre of his kind.

He wished he could have told her more this night about the plots he sensed and the precautions they would need to take to ensure their safety, but he was extremely pleased with how well things had gone…all things considered.   He would make time to discuss these situations with her as soon as he could.  At least now he would not have to resort to kidnapping her for her own safety.

As far as he could sense, she needed protection from at least three different potential dangers.  He pondered the Were offensive, the one danger she was aware of, and considered who was behind it.   Soon after the coming nightfall, he intended to extract what information he could from the Weres in his custody.  His deep blue eyes glowed as he hoped their continued stay in that particular facility encouraged their willingness to talk.

His suspicions were slowly building, but he refused to show his hand before he had not only more proof, but also a full list of the players involved.  The second and third dangers were more nebulous, and involved the Council, their plans, his own plans, and the necessary discrepancies between the two.

While his enemies hidden both within the Council and, externally, within the vampire royalty of the Americas, were potentially numerous, now was not yet the time to strike. Too many investigations had to be completed, and much more groundwork had to be laid.  At least his plans were slowly falling into place, as were his spies and other supporters.  He would need to contact his most trusted allies, but not yet.  He hated playing waiting games, but knew well the benefits of such strategies.

He found himself lightly stroking the silky skin of her arm, moving so softly that it would not wake her.  Touching her, being in some sort of physical contact with her, was now an acknowledged obsession.  But he would not wake her.  He was quickly realizing just how reticent she was about discussing any sort of emotions, well, her own at least.  Although much progress had been made, this night had not been easy for her.

Her fear and insecurities ate at him, and there was a certain wistfulness he sometimes sensed from her that chipped at his heart.

Smiling sadly, he realized that his Cara was still every bit as much of an enigma as the day he met her.  There was something distinctly more about her, something…”other”.  Even the irascible Dr. Ludwig had commented on it, but without a reason to take her blood, which he refused to authorize, she had no guess as to what Cara was.

It did not matter, though.

That he had accidentally begun their bonding surprised him less than he thought it should, and he wondered if perhaps his subconscious were more at fault than he realized.  The knowledge that they had shared blood, that his blood was living in her veins just as her blood lived in his, soothed and appeased the magnificent, feral beast living just below the surface of his control.

He wished he could have made their first bonding more ceremonial, that he had given the blood exchange the reverence both Cara and the bond deserved. Then he decided that, in the end, it also did not matter.

She was here, she was his, and he was hers.

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~Fin d’Anticipating~

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**Ok, dear readers, this is the end of Anticipating .  I realize this might seem rather sudden, but the “mission” for this story (the emotional and physical connection between Godric and Cara)  has been achieved.   I really hope you liked this story as much as I loved writing it, and would love to hear your opinions about the story as a whole.  **sniff**  I’m kind of emotional as this is my first fic! **more sniffing**

I am considering writing a sequel, but I’d like to know what you think.  Is there more of their story to be told?  DO you want a sequel?  And if so, what questions do you want answered? 

Your support through this process has been overwhelming and so very much appreciated.  I love that so many of you have taken the time to read and respond to this story.  I feel like we’ve taken a huge trip together and should share pizza and anecdotes!  😀

Now, I’m also considering several other stand-alone “Godric and Cara” stories as well.  I love my Cara, and I want to investigate other ways that she and Godric can get together. (See the *Godric and Cara* post here for more information.)**

What say you?

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Back to:  Chapter 40

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