Ok, what's up my avid book/fanfic readers?! This is my first fanfic and it is based of the the southern vampire mysteries aka the Sookie Stackhouse novels and the hit HBO show TrueBlood.
Everything that is written comes from the talented mind of Charlaine Harris, unless it's an unidentifiable scence, moment, idea, etc then it belongs moi.
Also all characters belong to Mrs. Harris as well except for Satine (pronounced like sar - dine, but with sat in the front. Therefore it's Sah (short "a")- te- ene, you may have heard the name in Moulin Rouge (Because you have), but its not satan or satin. Also any other characters not recognized belong to me as well.
Also, any dialogue in single qoute marks thats bolded is conversation or thoughts coming from someone's mind since Sookie is telepathic. However Sookie and Satine can converse back and forth telepathically. Satine is a seer therefore any visions she see is in bold italics and no qoutes.
I know that was a long introduction but I will accept and appreciate any reviews,and thank you for taking the time to read my fanfiction, I hope you enjoy it!
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Chapter One:
It was a Friday night at Merlotte's, and as usual I was very busy slinging beers and taking orders. The town had been set back to rights, although very few people remembered Maryann's debauch. Jason and Andy were sitting together, after having fought for the town they'd become the best of friends. Jane Boathouse was at the bar with Tara, drinking herself crazy... We'd have to call her son again, and Sam was in his office, secretly reveling in his near death experience. I was bringing Jason and Andy another pitcher of beer when the door to Merlotte's opened and in stepped my man... Vampire, William Compton. He quietly sat in a booth in my section and smiled at me. I walked over to him to take his order, although I already knew what it would be.
"Sookie," he said, oh I loved the way only he could say my name.
"What can I getcha Bill?" I asked.
"True Blood O positive, please."
"Coming right up," I responded and walked away.
I loved that he would drink my blood type even though he had the real thing. I walked behind the bar to the fridge and grabbed Bill's True Blood, smiling at Lafayette. as I was heating the bottle in the microwave I felt a distinct presence in my mind. The whole night I had been shielding out the not -so- silent voices of sex, alcohol, and sports, from the minds of the bar patrons. But this voice was stronger, more distinct and one I could never forget.
'Did you miss me?' is what the voice said and before I could even turn around I could hear Jason.
"Satine Stackhouse? Is that really you?"
"Naw Jason, I'mma ghost," she replied.
"Baby sis, come here and gimme a hug, I missed you!" Jason yelled with the biggest grin from ear to ear. By this time I had completely turned around and was watching the whole reunion when her presence slipped back into my mind.
'What about you Sook? Do you miss me too?'
I walked from around the bar and went up to her hugging her as hard as I could and saying out loud, "yeah I miss you!"
From the look on Jason's face I could tell he knew she had been speaking to me mentally or telepathically, since I am a telepath.
"Sat, what brings you here? Is something wrong?" Jason asked.
"No, ain't nothing wrong Jason, I just really missed you and Sook, so I came to see y'all"
"Well, it's good to have you, take a seat and I'll get you something to eat," I said.
Her and Jason rejoined the table with Andy. ' Chicken tenders, Sook,' she spoke to me all the while people were coming up to greet and welcome her home.
"Satine Stackhouse!" Sam yelled from the bar, I hadn't even noticed he came out from the back room.
"Sammy!" Satine yelled in joy jumping up to give Sam a hug.
"It's good to see you, cher," he responded.
"It's good to see you to Sam, even better to see one those paychecks with your pretty signature on it!" Satine said.
Tara cracked up laughing at this and I scolded Satine, she had always been blunt about everything.
"Sat, you know you always gotta job here as long as you want it," Sam said, "are you planning on staying for long?"
" Yeah I transferred to LSU, so I can work here at nigh and go to school in the morning, but I also I'm not taking any summer classes this summer, so I'm all yours anytime!"
"Then you got yourself a job cher," Sam replied.
By this time I was glowering at Satine, she hadn't told me she was coming, let alone that she had been planning on staying or with whom, but I knew it wouldn't be with Jason. Satine was born 7 years after me, just before our parents died in the flash flood. She had no concept of who they were or what the house was. She had only known Gran and the house on Parish Road. Gran of course did the best she could with the three of us. Jason was the town hunk, I the town nut, and well Satine was to every guy the girl next door, the prom queen, and head cheerleader. She excelled in school, how honestly she did that, I don't know, but it was enough to get her a full scholarship to any college of her choice and a ticket out of Bon Temps. She took both and didn't hesitate. She always had big dreams and a scheme to get whatever she wanted. So this time was going to be no different, I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't even noticed Bill standing in front of me at the bar until he spoke.
"Sookie?"
"Oh Bill, I forgot, I'm sorry."
'Ooh Sook, who's he?'
"That's all right," he said, " Is there something wrong?"
'Sook, aren't you going to introduce me?'
"No, I'm fine, here's your blood Bill." I said.
'What about my chicken tenders!'
I looked from Bill over to my sister who appeared to be holding a conversation with Sam, but also with me.
'Hold on little girl!' I sent back to her.
'Oh it's about time you did that, okie dokie L-I-L!'
'L-I-L?' I asked her.
'Laughing in loud! Get it? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!'
I quickly closed off her mental laughter, she could be so immature at times. I handed Bill his blood and asked if he could meet me later at my house. He said he would and left me standing at the bar to deal with the masses of asses.
'Aww, he's leaving?' Satine asked.
I ignored her question, I could never block her out for long, but I wish I could, instead I took her her chicken tenders basket and resumed waiting my other tables. As time went by the bar slowly started to calm down as people start to file out. Jason had left earlier to take Andy home, telling Satine he would stop by later on in the day to see her. Satine eventually got up and got a uniform from the back, despite her new employment she didn't help clean, but instead talked with Sam. Around one o'clock Lafayette and Terry had finished cleaning the kitchen and Tara, Arlene, and I had finished the front, I let Satine know it was time to go and we walked out together to our respective cars and drove home. Once we got home I help Satine carry her stuff inside and told her she could either have my old room or the whole third floor. Her room is originally on the third floor with Jason's and so I knew she would take it. She'd want the whole floor or part of the house to herself, even if it meant it was all the way upstairs. I helped her get unpacked and left to go to second floor into what used to be Gran's room. I knew she was behind me, I had heard her footsteps following behind me, but when I turned to look at her I didn't expect to see her crying. Jason and I didn't let Satine come home from the funeral, we didn't think it would be good for her studies and so she hadn't come. I went up to her and hugged her tight. I took her into my room and sat her on bed next to me and allowed her to cry herself to sleep, and I myself went to sleep holding on her to her. I don't know if Bill ever came or not, if he did he was polite enough to let my sister and me sleep.