Sookie:
As I sit in complete shock after the love of my life has set me aside so publicly for another, I think back to a time when I was so young and naive.
I can still remember the day I met my very first vampire, OH, how excited I was.
Although I regret many things in my life, I can't regret meeting Bill Compton.
He is the way I found the other part of my soul, my Viking.
I can't think about HIM right now because the pain is too deep.
Only now as I reflect on my life as Sookie Stackhouse and all of the things that I have endured, as well as the things that I have put my Eric though, I realize that I have been holding on to a childish and mundane existence.
I threw away my happiness.
After I was divorced, humiliated and dismissed from Fangtasia only hours ago, I came through the door of my childhood home and rescinded invitations to all vampires that I had ever known.
As the realization hits me that I will never again feel his arms around me, or smell his scent upon me, I cannot bear the thought of a life with my Viking in the arms of another.
He is mine.
NO!
I was set aside for another.
I hear my phone ringing somewhere in the background.
I know it's Eric.
What could he possibly have to say to me now?
He had weeks to talk to me or explain what was happening.
We have been through so much together.
Now, after chasing me for so long, he gives up.
He gives up after finally making me love him?
Instead of answering my phone, I decline the call.
Never again will I be used, abused or hurt by anyone or anything. There is nothing left in me to give. How much more am I expected to suffer?
As I prepare for what I am about to do I keep hearing his ringtone from my phone? (Hunger) For some reason this makes me hurt to the depths of my soul.
I can't think straight right now.
I sit down and begin to prepare. As I write a letter to my brother, my only remaining human family left. I can't keep the tears or the currents of magic from exiting my body.
I write a letter to my dear friend Pam. Hopefully, she understands my actions, but likely not.
I leave the letters for Jason, Pam and also my letter for Eric to the window, along with my parting gifts for Pam as well as Eric.
I won't need any of these things again.
I know that Bubba is watching from the woods. I need to play this right. I call him over and sweetly ask him if he can deliver these letters. He seems concerned. I kiss his cheek lightly and thank him for being my friend and for always being there for me.
He asks in a concerned tone if I am alright. I assure him that it's been a tiring day and thank him for his kindness. I Kiss his cheeks in farewell and send him on his way.
I don't have much time.
As I gather a few things that are precious to me from my home, I soak in all of the memories I possibly can of growing up in this house. I don't know if I will ever come back to my home again. All I know is that I am in agony.
This feeling is real heartbreak is.
Correction.
I no longer have a heart. It left it on the floor of Eric's office at Fangtasia. I cannot think straight. I do not know if my plan will even work. I know that I cannot stay in this place with so many painful memories, or return to the life that I had before I met him. I can only hope that my Great grandfather loves me as much as he says he does. I pray he answers my call.
I am finally ready to accept my heritage and claim my birthright. "I am Aslynn Susannah Stackhouse Brigant, and I am Princess of the Skye Fae," I say with authority. As I say the words, I feel a jolt of magic throughout my being.
Finally, I answer that infernal phone because I can no longer stand to hear the ringtone. Hunger by Ross Copperman.
(Our Song)
More tears, more heartache, but soon no more pain.
I feel as if my soul, is shattered into pieces.
"SOOKIE," he says with urgency, "I am coming to you, I need to explain." I remain silent as tears roll down my cheeks.
"Sookie"? He says, again.
Finally, I respond, but I can barely speak. "I am busy right now Eric."
He seems confused. Even without the bond, I can sense his confusion.
"Busy with what, May I ask"? He sounds afraid.
"I have sent Bubba with some things for you, and also for Pam. Even if I mean nothing to you, I will always be yours," I reply.
As he starts to speak, I cut him off. "You won't make it here in time, and I have rescinded all invitations.
I know that you have no choice. I finally understand."
"You can speak with Pam privately or with Jason before you leave with your new wife," I reply.
"I cannot do this." I can barely say.
I can barely speak as I wish him well and say that I love him for the last time. Maybe we will see each other again one day, even if it takes two hundred years.
He is stunned speechless. "I am on my way now," he says.
As I tell him it's too late, I hang up the phone and let out a cry of anguish that I had not realized could come from me.
The moment I let out all of the emotion and hell that I had bottled up for what seems like my entire life, my magic unlocked, and everything went blurry as I see my great grandfather pop into my home.
Niall Brigant. Prince of the fae, In all his glory.
My grandfather is in his battle armor. He has his sword drawn and looks around in confusion. "Sookie, My dearest, what has happened"?
I reply, "take me home please"?
He gently lifts me in his arms, and at that moment the front door is busted into splinters. There in all his glory is my husband, my former husband.
"SOOKIE"! he bellows
I can feel my very soul shattering as I take my last look at my beloved warrior who sat me aside for another.
It then becomes clear to great grandfather what is going on. Rage would not describe the feelings that rolled through the air — his anger on behalf of the pain that I am experiencing.
"Granddaughter, did you set forth the battle call"? He says confused.
With anguish and the last of my strength, I whisper," yes sir. I am ready. Please grandfather, take me home, please"?
Understanding flitters across his face. "You have accepted your birthright, dear one," he says. A statement. Not a question.
As Eric was screaming for me to listen, and be reasonable, I fainted as I heard a POP and just like that, I was taken home to my people.
Pam:
After feeling Eric's emotions earlier, I knew that something terrible was happening. So, imagine my surprise when Bubba walks into the bar and hands me letters directly from Sookie Stackhouse. Not only is she my maker's true wife, but also my friend.
Something felt off. I have the feeling of a bad omen. I felt a tingle of something that I didn't quite understand. I hate emotions. Why would Bubba be bringing letters from Sookie?
"Hello, Bubba, how are you this night," I ask
He thought for a moment and said "Well, Miss Pam I am doing a big favor for Miss Sookie. I was bringing these here letters over to you and Mr. Eric. I'm supposed to take this one right here to her brother, can you tell me where that might be" He asks?
"She was mighty upset. Even tried to make me feel better for worryin bout' her, but she sure wasn't the same sweet gal I know. That lil girl was hurtin' something awful. Tried to pretend she hadn't been cryin her eyes out, to make me feel better. Even kissed my cheeks and told me bye, in a way".
"Wonder where she is headed to"?
"That Miss. Sookie sure is a sweet gal," he said.
I was stunned. I open my letter and begin to read. As a rule, I do not weep. It is beneath me. I never lose my composure, but as I started to read the letter from my only true friend since my human life, my composure slipped, and I openly begin to weep.
Eric was beside me and was frantic, but of course, the bond between them is no more, so he has no idea that our Sookie was saying goodbye. He must be concerned because he can feel what I am feeling.
I never took my friend for a coward.
Sookie Stackhouse has always been brave.
She is my master's fitting mate — a brave woman, with a warrior's spirit.
From shock, I could not speak. I slumped into the nearest chair, and I silently handed Eric my letter and excused myself for a moment to grieve and compose myself for the only human I had trusted in my entire undead existence."
Dear Pam-
I wanted you to know how much you mean to me.
Ever since I can remember, I have been an outcast in this world.
I know that we didn't get off to the best start, but I guess I grew on you. Kind of like a fungus, huh?
I wanted to tell you that I love you, as the sister that I always wanted but never got to have.
As I look back on our past conversations, I should have listened to you so many times.
I know now that had I had listened to you, I would not be so broken.
You were right. I am a stupid human.
I wasn't worthy of his love, and now I won't ever have it again if I ever really had his love at all?
After being so humiliated tonight, I am not so sure he ever loved me.
Even if he never loved me, I will always love him.
Please watch out for him.
Also, even if he never really loved me, he is my heart and soul.
I cannot and will not live in a realm where he is married to another woman. The thought of it all tears my heart out.
Vampires are possessive of those they are close to or claim.
I am fae in more ways than I ever cared to acknowledge before.
Aren't the fae just as possessive of those they love?
If not, I must be defective in that way too.
I have left a gift for you on the front porch of my house.
Please remember me fondly.
I will miss you as well as your Dear Abby advice.
I will also miss your wonderful sense of humor.
There is also a gift for Eric, even though he may not want it.
Just throw them away if he wants no reminders of me before he starts his new life. I know you see humans as vermin, and for most of humanity, I now agree. I wish you all well and no matter how humans perceive you to be, don't let others change who you are. You are the most beautiful and amazing friend. I will cherish that friendship in this life and the next. I love you, my friend.
PLEASE KEEP HIM SAFE.
All the love in the world-
Sookie
When I returned, the bar was closed, and things were a mess.
I saw my letter laid on the bar.
I read it over and over.
I have to get to her house.
My human friend will not do this.
It is against her moral's.
Her grandmother raised her as a Christian.
She would never do anything to shame Adele Stackhouse.
Not even in death.
I feel blood lust through the bond. My master is angry. Hopefully, he doesn't fuck this up. He has no idea how to deal with women unless he's screwing one — especially women who cannot be bought.
I should have seen this coming.
I could feel the horror and terror coming through my makers bond to me as he read my letter from my dearest friend. Sorrow so deep that I thought I would choke on it.
One minute my maker was standing with us and the next moment he was gone. I knew where to find Jason Stackhouse, but my maker was my main concern. I followed and right behind me was Bubba. I tracked Eric through the bond, but I already knew where he was going. When we arrived at the farmhouse the magic in the air was so thick and erratic that I could get no closer than the trees. I am amazed that Eric made it on the damn porch. My master was frantic, scared, and for the first time since he made me, he was terrified.
Then POP.
At first, I thought it a gunshot. Surely our Sookie wouldn't, but then I heard my master growling deeply, "FUCKING FAIRIES"!
The magic that kept us at bay was gone. I raced to the house. My maker was in turmoil. From what little I could understand, Sookie, so hurt that she had left with Niall, the fairy prince. With all portals closed, it was impossible to get her back.
I looked down on the porch to see a book with a little post-it note with my name. I opened the book. Happiness and sadness filled me — a picture album filled with pictures, with letters written in her handwriting beside each photo.
Each image in my treasured album showed all of us together at different times through our long and crazy relationship.
My maker could not take his eyes from her face in each picture. Devastation and longing poured through our bond. I handed him his token attached with a post-it note that read Eric. It was an iPod filled with songs. Each song meant to let my master know just how deeply she did care. Even though she refused to admit her feelings in the past, I think losing him to Oklahoma had forced Sookie to face her feelings, or the last few weeks had.
Who can say?
He pushed play, and a beautiful song started to play. He listened as close as he would during an old hunt.
When your well is drying up
like a desert into dust and there's no rain on the horizon
I'll be there to fill your cup
I will love you till the world stops turning
and ever after when it comes
and all the days between I left for learning
what this life's about so I'll love you till the world stops turning round
When your burdens weigh you down
like a cloud about to burst
rest your head upon my shoulder
and I will carry all your hurt
I will love you till the world stops turning
and ever after when it comes
and all the days between I left for learning
what this life's about
so I'll love you till the world stops turning round
When our bodies fall apart
a broken puzzle of the past
we can put it back together
cause honey all the good things last
I will love you till the world stops turning
and ever after when it comes
and all the days between I left for learning
what this life's about
so I'll love you till the world stops turning round
I dared to ask what the song was and he replied its name is "until the world stops turning, it's by a singer called Kaleb Jones."
He turned away as he turned the gadget off, but not before I saw him take to the air with his beautiful face bloodied with tears, just like my own. In my heart, I knew that the brightest light in our endless night had been taken with her when she left.
As I looked down, I saw more post-it notes: our Sookie and her list. There were two vials of HER blood, Labeled to Eric, and myself. Well, she left this for a reason. I know my friend. There is more to this than we know, but she has never led us wrong before, I suppose it's Bottoms up.
As soon as the liquid hit my mouth, everything changed. I could feel Sookie's life force with such an effect that I staggered. This place was her anchor to the mortal realm. It must be kept guarded and safe. For my friend, I would make this my life's mission. I can't explain how, but I know that one day she will return.
Now, I had to catch up with my maker. First, Jason would need to be informed. The loss is painful. I know they had many disagreements, but I also know that my dear friend would want her brother informed before anyone else. No matter what faults he has, Jason Stackhouse is Sookie's brother, and she loves him.
Eric can feel that I am looking for Jason Stackhouse, and he follows. I look around to see Bubba there as well.
Well, Fuck a Zombie, this is going to be wrong. I can feel it.
Jason:
Sitting on a bar stool at Merlotte's Bar, I had felt a little crazy all damn day. Despite drinking or the fact that women wouldn't leave me the hell alone wasn't helping.
Something is wrong!
I could feel it in my gut.
I ain't never been like my sister, and I can't hear people's thoughts.
I ain't never been called weird, not that she is.
I love my sister.
I might not always show it, but dammit she takes too many chances with her life.
She is generous to a fault.
She risks her life and safety for anyone she feels like she needs to help.
I have spent the entire day with Sook on my mind.
I haven't been myself.
As I drain my last beer, I say goodbye to everyone and walk to my truck. My thoughts are preoccupied with my sister when I sense I am not alone.
FUCK, I don't have time for this.
I have to get to Sook.
It's like a humming in my bones.
Something is wrong.
As I was leaving Merlotte's, I have the feeling that someone is watching me.
I turned and all at once I was surrounded by vamps!
"What the hell has my sister gotten herself into this time I asked"? Not one would answer me. Not even that arrogant blonde jackass that my sister was so hung up on. They all seemed to be bleeding from their eyes.
"Hey," I shouted, "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY SISTER"?
Silence.
Since becoming a panther, my knowledge of the supe world has dramatically increased, so I know that bleeding eyes on a vamp means tears. Now I am scared.
"ERIC where is my sister"?
The jerk won't even look at me.
"NOOOOOOOOO"! I screamed in agony!
"She is all that I have left of my family"!
"Not my baby sister"!
I feel strange.
I am handed a letter by the female vamp.
It's from Sookie, and I'm confused.
They act as if she is dead, as in final death dead.
I open the letter, and as I read, I feel cold, teardrops and pain. I can smell her pain in the dried teardrops. What the hell? I open the letter and begin to read.
"No, no, no, Nooooooooo."
My baby sister is gone.
Dear Jason-
By now you are reading this letter. I want you to know that I love you very much. When I am away, I will miss you the most. Even after everything that has happened, I know that you and Gran loved me the most.
Eric and I have divorced.
As much as you know, I love him, and I can't be in a realm where I have to think about him with another woman. As possessive as Vampires are, how can he expect a fairy to feel any differently?
As I was his, he will always be mine in my heart. Don't go getting mad at anyone but me.
I left with Great grandfather.
My attorney will be meeting with you soon. Everything I own is now yours. The stipulation is that it cant be sold. A Stackhouse must always own Gran's house, Jace.
It is our home, and it is where you will feel me the strongest because elves, as well as the fae, have blessed it. Witches have warded it, and I suspect I will be in this house when my soul shatters. So part of me will remain here.
You have access to all property, money or assets that I own.
Time works differently in the Fae. You may be old and grey when and if I return or you may be gone. I want you to know that I love and forgive you.
Be the man that I know that you can be. Be a good man like daddy was.
When people talk bad about your crazy sister, remember me with love instead of the bad times and when people talk bad about me, like they always have, don't go losing your temper.
In the fae, I can practice my magic, heal from the pain I have caused myself by loving someone who I should have known was out of my league.
I will also be training. Keep this to yourself. I hope that your spark awakens so that you are still in the mortal realm when I return.
Any fae has a spark. I was born with mine awakened a bit, but yours lies dormant. Be careful with your magic if your spark ever does awaken Jace. You are the most precious thing in the world to me now that I have lost everything.
I love you big brother. Please don't forget me. I will always be with you. Always.
You're "crazy," loving and most thankful sister,
Aslynn S. S. Brigant
Up until that moment I had believed that I had no magic. I felt numb.
What divorce?
Who the hell had she married?
ERIC!
"What happened to my sister"?
Rage is what I felt at the moment. Through my tears and emotions, I felt a surge. From somewhere in the distance I heard an anguished scream of rage and loss.
The sound had come from inside me. I felt a snap, and the weather changed. Rain, Thunder, Lightning and I had lightning coming from my fingertips. I almost floated from the ground, but I couldn't focus like my sweet crazy sister always said she had to do to control her powers.
I just wanted to know who the hell hurt my sister so bad that she changed her name and left with "our" great grandfather. Like I didn't already know.
Him.
It always comes back to him!
In the distance, I could hear the female vamp Pam yelling at me to stay calm, and I could tell that she was scared. She kept calling a name. Jason.
Was I Jason?
Then the most beautiful thing happened.
My sister appeared before me. The vamps didn't seem to see her, but the blonde jackass could smell her, and he was looking around like a crazy fucker.
She spoke to me in the language of our people. She tells me that I am not to hurt Eric. She will be back one day.
She seems so sad that I want to touch her. I reach out, but I can't. It's like she's a ghost or in my head. She kisses my forehead, and I calm down, and the weather clears. As she speaks to me in the language of our people, I am damned surprised that I can understand her.
She gives me instructions that I have to work on my magic, and I am to stay close to Gran's house or move in. It will extend my lifespan. She explains that I need to be vigilant because she will need me when she returns.
I look to her Eric and ask if I can help him or kill him. She explains that he has to walk his path. He had a choice, and so did she. She refuses to speak of it anymore. She cries tears, and it smells like spring blooms.
WOW!
As she leans in to kiss both of my cheek's she gives me the blessings of our people and then in the blink of an eye, then she was gone, and I collapsed.
When I look up, I see the panicked look on Eric's face. It fits for him. From what I hear, he chased my sister and was practically obsessed with having her. Well, he got her and then threw her away.
I might fight with my sister but NOBODY else messes with her on my watch, and his rejection had shattered her.
He is holding my letter and has read it I am sure. He made his choice. What right does he have to cry? I walk over and snatch her letter from him, and for once he has nothing to say.
Pam acts as if she cares what happened to my sister. Maybe she does. Sookie had always spoken highly of Pam. Her friend. She keeps screaming at me "where is Sookie, Jason where is my friend"?
So finally I answer her.
"For my sister's sake I ain't gonna do anything to hurt Y'all, they all growl."
HA!
I better clear this shit up NOW!
Something became clear in that instant. It was like my sister had opened my magic. My spark had activated, and my magic was strong. They want answers, well I sure as hell hope they are ready for them because I am in a GIVING mood. "You are a prince of the Skye fae." I hear Sookie say to me as if she is inside my head.
With the growl, something came over me, and it was like my bloodline was speaking for me. I finally felt like I was more than just some dumb blonde man whore. I had to protect my sister at all cost. Yep, better handle this shit now.
"I am Prince of the Royal house of The Skye Faye, and the heir has blessed me to the throne of Skye," I say.
Eric, Pam and the rest of her "friends" look like I have bitch slapped them. Eric finds his voice, and it's about damn time. Never has been one to shut his trap before. He is about to get a rude awakening.
"What is the meaning of this letter," he asks?
I look at him with pity for losing my sister.
His fated mate.
That won't make me any less angry for what she went through, so I explained to him in slow words, just like he used to talk to me. Hmmm, fun. Gran always said that turn about was fair play.
"My sister's soul has been shattered." That bit of news seemed to shock the whole bunch of dead fucks. Eric seems to be in agony.
GOOD!
"Who is Aslynn," Eric asked?
I thought for a moment about smacking this hell out of him.
I felt lightning overhead, and they seemed puzzled. I laughed.
"Eric, Aslynn Susannah Stackhouse Brigant is the heir to the throne of Skye."
As in, Aslynn Sookie Stackhouse Brigant".
"She has embraced her bloodline and her heritage."
"My powers are unlocked, I should thank you for that! The loss of my sister awakened MY spark. She was just here. Did you not smell her scent? I sure as hell smelled your scent on her enough to make me sick".
I never thought that a vamp could get any whiter.
"She informed me of the divorce, as well as your new "queen" as I spit on the ground. You threw away true royalty for a bitch who took pleasure in telling my sister that you would choose her over Sook because you valued power and money overall, and that included any feelings or generosity that my sister felt for you.
You humiliated her in public. Of course, she claims responsibility", I say with disgust. "You are to be protected. She loves you enough to give you royal protection even if your feelings don't float the same way".
Pam, Bubba, and another vamp grabbed him before he could get to me. Like I even care anymore.
"She explained that you signed away two hundred years to your new wife. My sister will rule the fae, she will train, she will practice her magic, and she will return.
She was your fated mate, and you threw her away. I sure as hell hope that vamp bitch was worth it!"
"I sure hope that Sook is right."
At this point Pam speaks to ask what I mean, what did Sookie say?
I explained that time moves differently in the realm of fairy. When my sister returns, she will be as young, and even more beautiful than she was yesterday.
"My sister is now and will be immortal. As much as Niall loves her, did you ever think he would let "HER" die? She has a light so bright within her that only losing YOU damaged that light". I pinned Eric with an angry stare.
And for good measure, I reminded them of how many times she had stood with them, fought with them and went against everything we were raised to believe in because she loved a damned Viking Vamp more than anything or anyone in this world or the realm. "She was loyal to you all. Her life was fragile, she was human, mostly, but she risked it every single day for all of you".
I need him to hurt as much as I do. If that's even possible? So I continue.
As I went to leave, I turned for good measure and looked straight at Eric who was still a swirl of emotion. I asked if he remembered Sookie's birthmark?
He nodded, and replied, "the mark on her lower abdomen as I nodded. He replied, what of it"? I replied with sadness, For a Viking to not remember the sign of the Valkyrie", and shook my head. "We are Skye fae, Is that not Odin's domain"?
"And in case of Y'all are wondering I will tell you that part of my gifts is a representation of Thor." "When my sister returns I will be by her side."
"I don't know what she is planning, but if and when she does return, I have a feeling that a lot of people that hurt her will have a lot of damn explaining to do. Now, excuse me, I got some training to do. I hope for your sake it was all worth it".
"I hope that losing the best thing that could have ever happened to you was worth it, ERIC."
And I spin out of the parking lot before my rage overtakes me.
Eric:
After the ceremony, when I was forced to set aside my lover, my wife, and the most precious thing in my life, I couldn't get the image out of my head. Maybe I should have explained things to her. When I watched her walk out of my office with her head held high.
I still couldn't let go of the flat, lifeless look in her eyes. As soon as I am able, I will see her and talk this through. I cannot lose her. I have to find a way to keep her. She is my heart. The only heart I became a vampire.
I look at Freyda and DeCastro with such hate that I cannot even hide it. When this is over, they will all pay. I tell them that I will look over the contracts with my attorney and talk with them within the next two weeks. As soon as they depart, I call my wife.
No answer.
She is hurt.
I know, even without the bond.
I keep calling, but still no answer.
I feel that she may need time. Pam is forever telling me to let her have space and to let her have time to think. As I have these thoughts, I feel pain and fear from Pam. I rush to her side. She is in shock, she is in pain, but most of all, I feel the signs of her grief. She hands me a letter, and with fear, in my heart, I begin to read a letter that my lover has sent to my child. I rush back to my office and call her again. Just as I am about to leave to go to her, she has finally answered.
I can hear her tears falling, and I can slightly hear her breathing through the phone.
"SOOKIE," I say with urgency.
"I am coming to you." I need to explain. She remains silent as I hear her tears fall.
"Sookie?"
Finally, she responds, but she can barely speak. Her voice is like a whisper "I'm busy right now Eric."
Now I am confused.
"Busy with what, May I ask"? I hate how much I sound afraid.
She whispers hoarsely, "I have sent Bubba with a parting gift for you as well as for Pam, even if I mean nothing to you, I will always be yours."
As I start to speak, she cuts me off. "You won't make it here, and I have rescinded all invitations."
"I know that you have no choice."
"You can Speak with Pam privately or with Jason before you leave with your new "wife," I wish you the best."
She can barely speak as she wishes me well and to say that she will always love me, and maybe we will see each other again one day, even if it takes two hundred years. I am stunned, and I am speechless.
She would never allow herself to be turned. What is going on?
"I am on my way now," I say to her. Before she hangs up on me, she says with finality that I will never make it in time.
I fly as fast as I can. The magic around the house is so strong I can barely make it to the door. Something is very wrong here. All I can think about is getting inside to save her. True to her word, I cannot enter her home. I am in such a rage that I bust the door to splinters.
As soon as I see her laying in the arms of her great grandfather, Prince of the Skye fae, I am worried.
What has happened to my wife? Niall is dressed in full battle armor and is holding my wife.
"SOOKIE"! I roar.
She looks at me with hurt and lifeless eyes. It then becomes clear to her great grandfather what is going on. Rage would not describe the feelings that rolled through the air for the pain she is enduring.
"Granddaughter, did you set forth the battle call"? He is confused. I am confused at this point because my Sookie is not full fae.
Only the highest ranking fae can call to their own in battle or for battle.
"You have accepted your heritage dear one," Niall says with an understanding that I still haven't registered in my rage.
With anguish and the last of her strength, she whispers, "yes sir. I am ready". "Please grandfather, just take me home, please"?
As I screamed for her to listen, and be reasonable, she fainted as I heard a POP and just like that she was gone.
"FUCKING FAIRIES"! I scream in rage and anguish.
My wife, my love is now beyond my reach.
Pam approaches and slowly assesses the situation. She seems to be looking for something. Then I remember the mention of a gift in the letter that my wife has sent to my child. With tenderness and sadness, Pam reaches for a book. As she opens the book, she catches her breath. The book is a photograph book, filled with photographs of us. I cannot seem to look away from the happiness that is on each photo of my wife's face.
I spent so long chasing her, even before I knew that she was fae at all. I knew that the moment that she walked into my bar with Bill Compton, that she would be my future. She mesmerized me. She was brave, and never held her opinion back no matter the danger or the circumstances. She stood up to me even when she was afraid and challenged me at every turn. She was mine. She was made to be mine.
Pam hands me what she has left for me. It's an iPod. Now I am confused?
My child gets this precious keepsake, and I get a gadget? I reluctantly push play numbly, and a song starts to play. As I listen, my undead heart shatters. This gift is precious to me. The iPod has been filled with songs that say what she cannot. She loves me and has always loved me.
She must have been working on this gift while I had been busy with Nevada and Oklahoma. I listen to the song and let it sink into my memory as well as my soul. I will love you until the world stops turning, by Ross Copperman.
Indeed.
Even after this world stops turning. My face is wet.
I have to find Jason Stackhouse to deliver my love's message to her brother, and he will blame me. It is as it should be. When I landed in the parking lot at the shifter's bar, I let my memories overtake me. I see her everywhere. My proud, strong lover and her independent ways. Always so kind and ever so beautiful. My grief was crushing me.
I almost missed Stackhouse as he came out to get into his truck. I notice he is worried and uneasy. I wonder if in that empty brain of his if he even senses that my love is gone? At that moment he notices that he is not alone.
"What the hell has my sister gotten herself into this time he asked"? Not one would answer Jason.
"Hey," he shouted, "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY SISTER"?
Silence.
I can sense his fear."ERIC where is my sister"?
I cannot even look at him.
With the anguish, he screams "NOOOOOOOOO!
She is all that I have left of my family, not my baby sister!"
Pamela gives Jason a letter from my lover.
He looks so lost and confused.
He open's the letter, and as he begins to read, I could smell teardrops and pain. I can smell her pain in the dried teardrops. I feel myself slipping further into grief with the smell of that pain.
Rage is what I felt at the moment from Sookie's brother the moment that he finished reading her farewell letter.
I felt a surge.
I heard his anguished scream of rage and loss. It mirrored my own.
Suddenly the weather changed. Rain began to fall from the sky as if the storm were the tears and pain of the loved ones who had lost her. Thunder boomed in the air all around us, and Lightning was touching down all around us.
As I look at Jason Stackhouse, I realize that his spark has awakened and his powers are unlocked. He had lightning tendrils coming from his hands.
How the hell is this possible? He was born human. He was almost floating from the ground!
He says to us all in a menacing tone, although I know he is speaking to me, "I just wanted to know who the hell hurt my sister so bad that she changed her name and left with "our" great grandfather."
Pam was visibly worried and was attempting to calm Jason down with no success. He looked confused that she kept calling him Jason.
Then his face brightened with happiness, and I could smell my love again. Why can I not see her?
I am in agony. I hear Jason speaking to the air in front of him, speaking in a language that is sacred because it is the language of the fae.
The weather clears, he is once again calm. I see him looking at me and speaking.
He appears to be pissed off.
Then an intense burst hits my senses.
I smell the smell of spring blooms.
Sookie is here. Before I can say a word, Jason Stackhouse begins to glow as bright as the sun. I hear him whisper her name as he collapses.
Then her essence is gone.
I panic but then Jason catches my eyes. I feel rage and smugness. With my Vampire speed, I snatch his letter and read. I have to know all of her last thoughts and feelings before she left this realm for the Fae.
She is part of me, and I caused this. I could have fought harder or found a way to kill our oppressors, but I did not want to endanger her further.
I could not break my maker's last command. Not even in death.
My child is screaming at him, and he looks at her with disdain.
"Jason where is my friend," Pam asks?
He speaks finally, "For my sister's sake I ain't gonna do anything to hurt ya'll," everyone growls. He looks amused and then determined.
This man is not the same Jason Stackhouse that I have known since I became intertwined with my Sookie.
Something has changed. The letter said Jason's spark was there. Perhaps losing Sookie awakened his spark.
Hmmm.
When he speaks, what he has to say would have killed me if I weren't already dead.
"My sister's soul has been shattered."
I finally found my voice. I asked Jason "Who is Aslynn"?
He looked and thought of attacking me.
"Aslynn Susannah Stackhouse Brigant is the heir to the throne of Skye."
"As in Aslynn Sookie Stackhouse Brigant," he says.
"My powers are unlocked. I should thank you for that. The loss of my sister awakened MY spark."
"She was just here." "Did you not smell her scent"? "I sure smelled your scent on her enough to make me sick." His reply was a shock wave through my entire body.
"She informed me of the divorce, as well as your new "queen," as he spits on the ground.
"You threw away true royalty for a bitch who took pleasure in telling my sister that you would choose her over Sook because you valued power and money overall and that included any feelings or generosity that my sister felt for you." "You humiliated her in public." "Of course She claims responsibility, you are to be under royal protection." He says with disgust. "She explained that you signed away two hundred years to your new wife." "My sister will rule the fae, she will train, she will practice her magic, and she will return."
I was in complete shock. My lover, ruler of the fae?
To return to me one day.
He continued on his tirade.
"She was your fated mate, and you threw her away, I sure as hell hope that vamp bitch was worth it"!
"I sure hope that Sook is right." He says.
At this point, Pam speaks to ask what he means, "what did Sookie say"?
He explained that time moves differently in the realm of fairy. "When my sister returns, she will be as young, and even more beautiful than she was yesterday." "My sister is now and will be immortal." "As much as Niall loves her, did you ever think he would let her die? She has a light so bright within her that only losing YOU damaged that light". He pinned me with an angry stare.
To get his point across, he added that she had stood with our kind. She had fought with us and went against everything she believed because she loved a damned Viking Vamp more than anything or anyone in this world or the realm.
I could not argue because he was not wrong.
Sookie was loyal to us all. Her mortal life was fragile, but she risked it every single day for all of us. As he went to leave he turned as if to get his point across and looked straight at me. I couldn't take much more.
He asked if I remembered Sookie's birthmark. It always looked strangely like the symbol of the Valkyrie.
I nodded, and replied, "the mark on her lower abdomen." I replied, "what of it"? He looked amazed as well as shocked. He replied with sadness, "For a Viking to not remember the sign of the Valkyrie," and shook his head.
"We are Skye fae, is that not Odin's domain? And in case you are wondering my gifts are a representation of Thor.
"When my sister returns I will be by her side." "I don't know what she's planning or doing, but I have a feeling that when and if she does return, a lot of people that hurt her will have a lot of damn explaining to do."
"Now excuse me, I have the training to do, I hope for your sake it was all worth it." And he spins out of the parking lot.
Niall: (In the fae)
I have taken her to the healers, I have tried all forms of magic to heal her, but she is still unresponsive.
When we arrived, I knew that she suffered from a broken heart. I never in my life thought that she was so much in love with the Viking.
The Viking is impressive, but for her to tie herself to him in every way, how was this possible?
She was less than half fae.
She was able to call all of our forces to battle. The Viking might not have had a choice in his actions because of his disgusting maker, but I have a choice. When fairies share the force of they're living essence with another, they bind themselves. She claimed him.
He is her husband in our world, and this is a law that not even I could undo. I call the demon to me immediately. He is afraid and with good reason considering my mood.
I say to him with menace," I want to know every detail of Sookie's situation NOW!"
As he explains, I am amazed to find out that her spark has grown in the mortal realm. Then I am informed that Jason has had his spark activated.
His spark triggered by what has happened to his sister. He even went so far as to threaten the vampires that his sister loves so much.
I am for once proud of my great-grandson.
I ask what his gifts are if he has any.
This question seems to make Desmond uncomfortable.
He says, "majesty, Jason"s gift is the spark of Thor himself." I stumble and sit down.
Such a gift after so many a millennia is unheard of, especially in a half-ling.
Jason may never forgive me for the way I have treated him.
My great-grandson.
He continues, "what is more fantastic majesty is that Sookie herself appeared to him in her corporeal form and gave him the blessings of your people.
She also left him some instructions.
She saw this coming majesty.
She made plans.
My opinion is that she is just as cunning as you or she has the gift of second sight. The extent of her powers could be limitless. Fintan would be so proud of her majesty. She is fitting to rule the house of Brigant."
"My opinion is that her spark just went haywire and created a magical portal on her own with no help from you because of her broken heart."
"Shattered," I reply sadly.
Shocked to his core, Desmond says with grief, 'she does love him then majesty".
"It would appear so Desmond," Niall replied.
"There seems to be no other way, Draw up the documents post haste. I will deal with the council."
"There will be no wedding to any Oklahoma Harlot. The Northman belongs to The lady and ruler of Skye".
"When and if she wakes, everything will be as it should be," the Prince replies. "He may have divorced my granddaughter in Vampire's eyes, but the fae marries until death."
"If he does not return her love and she is unable to return to us, we go to war. His life will be forfeit."
"I am going to find my grandson. It seems we have much to discuss".
As I turn to leave a healer rushes in. "Majesty, she says, My lady is breeding."
Another shock. Sookie would never cheat on her Viking.
The healer explains that The Viking and my granddaughter have exchanged blood during intercourse so many times that it created a loophole so to speak so that he could father a child with Sookie. With her essence inside him, they were able to create a life together. Her magic hitting its peak before her birthday must have sealed the deal.
"Now, I suppose I have two trips to make now," Niall said aloud to him.
