Godric stands on balcony before the organ pipes, looking small and looking large. Everything stops. "Enough! You came for me, I assume. Underling?" Stan looks up from one man's throat. "Yeah, Sheriff," he grunts. "These people have not harmed me. You see? We can coexist. Mr. Newlin?" He's still on the steps. "I do not wish to create bloodshed where none is called for." Stan nearly bursts into tears at this point. "Help me set an example. If we leave you in peace, will you do the same?" Steve rises to his knees, green splashed across his forehead: "I will not negotiate with subhumans. Kill me. Do it. Jesus will protect me."

Godric shrugs. "I'm actually older than your Jesus. I wish I could have known him, but I missed it." He zooms down to Steve, holding him by the scruff, like a kitten: "Good people," his voice rings out, "Who of you is willing to die for this man's madness?" The Fellowship stare at him. "That's what I thought. Stand down, everyone." Stan sadly lets the people go, and the situation deflates. They mill around, leaving the sanctuary, and Sookie buries her head in Bill's shoulder, as he murmurs comforting nothings into her ear. Steve begs them, on his knees, not to leave. Not to leave this task to him alone, after all this time. "I daresay my faith in humankind is stronger than yours," Godric smiles. Luke stares at him, before leaving, and Godric calls his army to him, to leave. Stan puts up a fight, but Godric simply repeats his request -- "Come" -- and he snarls quietly to himself, and goes, with a funny nod from Jason as they pass in the aisle.

Eric immediately approaches Sookie to make sure she's okay, and Bill snarls at him to leave with Godric. Jason runs to his sister, wrapping her in his arms, begging for her forgiveness. She asks what the eff he was even thinking joining a vampire-hating cult, and he's like, "I know, right?" He points at Steve, explaining that "that son of a bitch sucked out my brain" and planted either "all these little babies" or "his own babies" in there.