Starts at the beginning of season 4, Sookie has just returned from the fairy realm and is waiting for her vampires. This is how I wanted it to go, and think it SHOULD have gone.

Wrong for the better

Sookie POV

Standing out on my porch in my baby blue sundress I waited for the vampires to come. I don't even know how I knew but I just did. First to arrive was Bill.

"My god. Sookie!" Reaching out to touch me, I stepped back. "Forgive me I know I'm not welcome. I have not felt your presence for over a year."

"Well I'm fine." I replied slightly taken back.

"You were with Claudine?" Bill asked questionably.

"It's none of your business where I go or what I do." Who the hell does he think he is?

"Sookie For over twelve months I was so empty. It was if… I thought you had died." With the usual woozy noise vampire speed makes, Eric arrived on the scene.

"Well I knew you weren't dead."

"Eric not now." Was Bill seriously ordering Eric around? What had I missed?

"I never lost hope."

Speaking over the blonde vampire, Bill rudely continued. His manners still need improving. "Don't you have an obligation at fangtasia?"

"I don't believe so" Eric replied speaking over Bill in retaliation. This could go on for a while…

"I think you do" Bill once again said over Eric. Humph.

"Pam can handle it."

"Specifically why do you-"

"While I appreciate the concern, but we're fine thank-you." Well Eric won that debate. Like that wasn't obvious. Seems they have both forgotten about little old me, maybe I could just slip inside….

"Eric GO!" Seriously, what have I missed? After his comment, he received the cold death stare from Eric, if I was on the receiving end; I think I would have just died from it. Sucks for Bill…

"Apparently I have to go." Finally! Someone is talking to me! "But understand this. Everyone who claims to love you; your friends, your brother, even Bill Compton, they all gave up on you. I. Never. Did." Uh…I… Erm…. "Nice paints." Then he was gone. Then a bigger hell kicked off. Andy fucking Bellefleur.

"You have gotta be shittin me." He stated whilst making his way to my porch.

"Nice to see you too Andy"

"Geez. Are you alright?"

"Yep I was safe, sound." Can't he just go already?

"We all thought that-"

"They all thought that I'd killed you." Bill finished off for him. Honestly, Bill should really learn some manners even if he is speaking to Detective Bellefleur. Coming out of the house, Jason came to see what was happening.

"Well when you're up to it, come down to the station, get your statement and track down whoever it was who took ya."

Geez Louise. "Nobody took me."

"What?"

"I wasn't kidnapped."

"Oh c'mon. You skipped town without telling no-one. Do you know how many man hours I put in for you?" Now Andy was getting dangerously close. Thank heavens for Jason otherwise I might have been arrested for punching a police officer in the face. Twice.

"Take it easy."

"We drained the fucking lake for you! Where the hell did you go?"

"She was working for me." Oh this just keeps getting better and better. Really Bill? Everybody's heads turned towards him. "Vampire business"

"Wah! Are you kidding me? What kinda vampire business. For a whole year you swore that you had no idea where she was."

"I deeply apologise for misleading you Sherriff." Sherriff? Oh sweet Jesus. "Too many human lives would have been at risk if I didn't keep it a secret. As you can see, Miss Stackhouse is unharmed."

"I'm back. I'm fine" I chirped up.

"I'll come down to the office tomorrow and I'll explain it all, and I will pay the cost of the search effort" When did Bill win the lottery? "As soon as you make a statement clearing my name. Obviously I did not kill her" Well duuuhh.

"For thirteen straight months I've had that open case on my books. If it weren't for you, this year's Louisiana safe street plaque would be on my wall and not fucking Webster Perish!"
"Alright that's enough!" Jason bellowed.

Andy really does have some anger issues. "You owe me a plaque!" He yelled back as Jason took him away. Charming man. And that just left me and Bill.

I guess we do need to get some things sorted out. "I know I've lost an entire year, and I know you must have been worried for me but; in my mind, it was only an hour ago that you broke my heart into a million pieces." Great now I'm crying.

"I understand" Well that's a first… "You're safe. It's all that matters. I'll leave you be."

"oh no." His eyes met mine with a shimmer of hope. Now he has the wrong end of the stick, good one Sook. "That's good. I'm glad you're ok with… I'm glad you're ok. Yeah"

"Good night Sookie." And just like that, like all the men in my life, he took off into the night and I made my way back into my home. Could I even call it that anymore? Someone else had bought it and what if I couldn't buy it back? They had spent so much time on it all. Stroking the now clean walls, I sighed and walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. Turning my back on the sink once I had it, I was startled by the presence of one Eric Northman which made me drop my glass. Swiftly, he raced round and caught the falling glass in one hand and handed it back to me. "What are you doing here? I rescinded your invitation didn't I?" I stuttered out breathlessly.

"Hmm you don't own the house anymore. I do." My jaw dropped and I swear I could catch flies with it.
"You WHAT!" Slamming the drink down onto the counter I came dangerously close to his chest and gave him my own kind of death stare.

"I bought it. It was actually very over priced for the state it was in but nonetheless I bought it."

"So you did all this?" I waved my hands around the repainted kitchen with new equipment and a new refrigerator.

"Yes."

"Why?" I replied asking the question I desperately wanted to know. I had treated him like shit after he had saved our asses from Russell. Even though he drank from me, his plan worked.

"I told you. I never gave up on you. You really should start listening"

"So how much are you asking for the house?" I asked as I made my way into the living with him in hot pursuit as I slumped down onto the sofa, not really caring that it was rude to when I had a guest. Technically I was his guest.

"I'm not selling."

"Why not, Jason had no right to sell Gran's house. I wasn't even dead!"

"Hmm that reminds me. Where were you for a year?" He asked as he sat next to me, equally relaxed with his arms stretched out along the back of the sofa and above my head.

"I was with family." See? Not lying yet not telling the complete truth.

"So you were with Claudine then. Frankly I'm surprised you're not fighting me about the house."

"I guess I'm too exhausted." I explained throwing my head back and closing my eyes. Round about now I should be throwing him out but in all honesty I didn't want to be alone, the fairies could come back at any minute. "What did you do with my stuff? Plus why did you keep all the furniture and wallpaper? I thought they were all ruined."

"They were, I just got a team in too deep clean it all. And your personal things have not been moved just merely cleaned; the dress that you wore when I first met you has been cleaned as well and repaired." Opening my eyes I sat up and caught his eyes. Why would he do all this? I'm just a blonde blood bag.

"Eric why did you do this? You knew I was alive so why bother?"

"I didn't like the state that things were left in, it was like you were slipping away like the house."

"I appreciate it; I think it would have been beyond repair if you hadn't of stepped in so soon, thank-you."

"Where is my Sookie and what have you done with her?" He joked, and a smile lit up my face that I couldn't hide. Not failing to notice his claim on me, I still ignored it not wanting to cause an argument. Annoyingly a yawn escaped my lips which Eric instantly noticed. "You are tired; I will let you get your rest…..Is it ok if I sleep in the light tight space area?

"Where is my Eric and what have you done with him?" I echoed his earlier statement and smiled up at him. "Sure, it is your house after all. Wait a minute, what light tight space? What have you built Viking?

"I added an underground room for my-self, it is secure and no one but my-self and now you knows about it." He replied calmly.

My southern manners surfaced and ran my mouth. "You can use the downstairs bathroom or mine, entertain yourself however you like. Good night Eric" Standing I turned to leave I was stopped by a cool hand on my wrist, spinning me round to face him; he left a lingering kiss on my cheek.

"Good night Sookie" Sauntering away, I was left in shock with my-self. I had really really wanted to kiss him. Damm blood.

Bill POV
Eric was no-where to be found and I wanted him to go to the witch coven. He would be the best bet in the state to find answers besides my-self of course. Gearing up, I left with my guards following my lead. As we approached the shop, I finally decided on my battle plan. Southern charm. Sauntering in with my head held high, I was confronted with a group of women and men all on high alert as I entered. I was born for this. They obviously were impressed with the need to respect me and for fill my every demand.

"Hello ladies… and gentlemen. I am William Compton." Then their chanting began and I sunk to my knee's in a pain that only can be compared to feeling the burn of the sun. Everything that was me was slipping away, how was this possible? Then everything went black.

I will be posting another chapter up but I wanted to know what you guys thought first, so Bill has been cursed instead of Eric, I have been thinking about this idea for a while and have a few things that I think season 4 should have contained so please review! =]