AN: Hey guys this story is based on the Sookie Stackhouse book series, not the show TrueBlood. Some events in the story are inspired by the books as well as the characters, places, and so on. I do not own any of the traditional story line characters, but I do own Leah and I have partial ownership of Alyssa...So yeah!
Prologue
The woman held her baby to her breast, tears streaming down her face. She ran her fingers over the baby's features lightly. The new other smiled down at her child and then up at her husband. He too was smiling. The man reached for his wife's hand and held it tightly.
A nurse entered the room.
"So, do you have a name picked out for her?" She asked holding her pen to the clipboard.
The man and woman looked at each other as if sharing a thought.
"Leah, Leah Adele Herveux."
The nurse scribbled the name onto a pink note card as well as the day's date, time of birth, and the child's birth weight. She pushed the little card into the side of the basinet.
"Alrighty then. You have a visitor Mrs. Herveux. Would you like me to send him in?"
The weary woman nodded and hushed her crying child.
After a moment a tall, blond haired man entered. The room fell completely silent.
"Hello Sookie, Alcide."
"Eric," the man greeted coldly.
"No need to be so icy Were. I came to congratulate you and your wife, on the birth of your child."
"Oh, that's all?" Alcide inquired critically.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, that is all. May I see the child?"
The parents looked at each other carefully, unsure of what to say. Surely this man they had known for so many years would not harm their only child. The mother nodded and held the tightly bundled baby out to him.
Eric carefully lifted the tiny bundle from her mother's arms. He held the baby with one arm; his free hand gently pushed aside the soft pink blanket to look at the baby. Steel blue eyes met icy blue ones. A tingle of electricity coursed through his veins. His pupils grew wide and he felt a surge of pain shoot through his partially extended fangs.
"Eric…"Sookie warned.
"I won't."
"Give her back."
Carefully the man returned the child to her mother. His eyes remained on the girl, staring at her intently. Eric could feel the electricity that holding the child had given him, leaving his body. The tips of his fingers tingled gently. As he turned to leave, the baby began to cry. The visitor paused and for a moment turned back. As his gaze returned to the girl, the crying stopped. When he went yet again to take his leave, Leah began to cry.
Out in the hall Eric's second in command, Pam, was waiting for him. She straightened from where she had been leaning against the wall calmly. She ran her fingers through her long blond hair.
"Well, what did you find?" She asked just loud enough for him to hear.
"There's something different about her."
"What do you mean different?"
"I don't know, it's not something I can explain. She is defiantly someone I'll be keeping an eye on."
"Anything else?"
"I wonder who her godparents are."
Pam rolled her eyes and stalked off leaving, Eric on his own.
