I wrote this a while ago and have been looking through my documents and found it again so thought I would post it on here, just a short story filled with lemons ;) ENJOY

Chapter 1

Today had been my first day off in two weeks.

I had had a long lie in, a nice relaxing bath, shaved, exfoliated, moisturised and finished it all off with painting my all my fingernails and toenails. I was sitting on the sofa in some comfortable pyjama shorts and a baggy tshirt. My hair was scraped back into a big messy bun on the top of my head; it looked very untidy and unlike how I normally wear my hair, but it was kind of cute and stylish in an odd way.

I had my TV on and was watching a random film. To be honest I didn't really know what was happening or who anybody was but was content to have it playing in the background while I thought about things.

It had been three months since I last saw Eric. I didn't like to admit it since we weren't a couple and he hasn't shown any signs of wanting a relationship. He just wanted sex. I had a hard time saying no when he was trying because of how gorgeous he was and the memories of our time together when he had amnesia flooded back. But I had to be responsible. I wasn't brought up just to jump into bed with anyone on a whim.

The last time I had seen Eric, he got his memory back. He was sitting on my bed and remembered our time together. The wonderful talks in front of my fire, the way he was so protective over me, the sex! Oh god the sex! And the part he wasn't so happy about...him almost, sort of declaring his love for me and offering to give up his position as Sheriff of Area 5 and come live with me, marry me and work to provide money for us.

I had been left a couple of notes and voice mails from him in those three months. He has been very busy dealing with the take over and his new boss and simply couldn't get away from them long enough to have a much needed conversation with me. I didn't want to be mad at him for this excuse. I hated how much the vampire politics got in the way sometimes. I hated how vampires had so much control over each other. I hated how they were so different.

But of course I also liked them for that reason. They were so peaceful for me to be around. It was heaven to be sitting in a room full of vampires and for me to relax and let my shields down. There was not a single thought, image or buzz from a brain.

I finished painting my nails and flopped back into the sofa. It seemed so empty and quiet in this big old house. It had taken some getting used to after Gran had died. It had also taken some getting used to when Amelia had moved in. But I had grown to like having some company in the house, someone to cook for or have meals cooked by. Someone to share your day with or complain about the customers at the bar. Someone to make me feel reassured when I was a bit edgy about living out in the middle of nowhere.

I missed Amelia terribly. I was so happy for her that she and Tray and decided to move in together, but I was also a bit envious. She deserved happiness and so did he. I was a tiny bit jealous that I couldn't have that same life. I couldn't have a normal human or shifter or were boyfriend. It would be a bit easier for me to date a were or a shifter, but it would still be challenging. I could never have a normal relationship, have normal sex, move in with him, get married and have children. It would be too much to handle. Having to hear their every thought, learning when they have lied to you, learning what they really think about you when you make them mad. I just had to accept that I couldn't have that.

A floorboard from my front porch creaked and snapped me out of my downwards spiral. My heart immediately started racing. It was not too late, but I hadn't expected any visitors or heard any cars pull up. I tried to push my sense out and see if it was a human or a supe outside.

Vampire.

I could sense a bubble, like there should be a brain out there but instead just a bubble of tension. I relaxed a bit when I realised if the person, sorry, if the vampire outside intended to hurt me, they couldn't reach me inside my house without me inviting them inside.

I quickly made a mental list of all the vampires I knew and rescinded their invitation.

I walked over and slowly opened up the front door.

Pam was standing leaning against the railing at the edge of the porch.

"Well hello there Sookie," Pam had a charming expression on her face, which worried me slightly. She was wearing a pastel green velvet tracksuit that clung tightly to her thin body. Her hair was hanging loosely around her shoulders and trailed down her back. She had some white tennis shoes on and a matching white bag to finish off her ensemble. It was unfair how good she looked.

"Erm hi Pam. I wasn't expecting any company."

"Eric sent me."

I could sense trouble ahead. "Oh, why?"

"He sent me to come keep you company until he could arrive and to give you plenty of warning of his arrival in case you wanted to dress up...or down," she was leering at me and raised one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows. "His words not mine," she added after taking in my expression. "Although what you are wearing will be suitable enough," she cocked her head to one side as she took all of me in.

I sighed. Damn vampires. They were always so horny and couldn't play nice. "Come on in Pam," I said reluctantly. "Can I get you some blood?"

"Oh yes please, donated from yourself?" She had a teasing tone to her voice but her eyes were hopeful.

"No," I was already exhausted from my company and the guest of honour hadn't even arrived yet.

"Well then a True Blood will have to do then," those vampires, so polite. She perched herself down on the edge of sofa and looked around her, taking in my old living room.

I went and heated her up a blood and was wondering why Eric had really sent her ahead of him. I really didn't want any more vampire trouble. I wanted a break. Truth be told I had had a three month break, but that didn't seem long enough to me after the trouble I have been involved in since they came out the coffin. The microwave beeped and shook me out of my thoughts. I put Pam's blood on a napkin on a tray and added a coke on there for me too. I placed them down on the coffee table and sat down next to Pam.

She picked up her drink and I could tell she had been serious when she had asked if the blood was going to be from me. Eric sure wouldn't be happy if he came in and found Pam sucking my neck, that's for sure!