PART ONE

Chapter 1

She held the small object in her hands, aghast at the power she held in her hands. She had learned of it some time ago and hadn't a clue that she would ever be in possession of one. And yet, her late grandfather Niall had bequeathed it to her, she had come across it in the strangest of locations and yet she suspected that no one but herself would have detected or come across it. Certainly Niall wouldn't ever leave something so powerful in the open where just anyone could find it. He had left a note in the box that the object was resting within that explained what it was. Called a cluviel dor, it had the appearance of being merely a makeup compact and was easily placed in her jeans pocket. But in the letter he had left behind, he said it had the power to grant a single wish and this was the last one in existence. For a rainy day in my life. she had thought to herself as she looked back on the darkest moments of her life over the years. True, she could probably erase all the pain of her past from her mind but yet she had come to be able to channel those emotions to be a better fighter when the time came for a fight. Her life had taken so may twists and turned and as painful as he life had been over the years, she didn't ever want to forget the past but instead learn from it and let it make her stronger, smarter. She couldn't help but think of the wish she had the power to make here in her hands. She could bring back a loved one, she could have everything she ever wanted and funnily enough, she really thought she did have everything she wanted. She knew she had everything she wanted. And so it was at that moment, she took the box and put the faerie trinket in it and headed downstairs where she put it into a wall safe. Sookie was not going to leave anything to chance, even though the magic around the object was protecting it. She felt more secure as she replaced the bookshelf in front of the wall. The shelving unit was at least a hundred and fifty pounds, what with the volumes upon it but being what she was, she didn't even break a sweat.

It was in the early afternoon and after having a quick lunch of a salad-she had found herself involuntarily craving and therefore needing a glass of blood to go along with it as being a hybrid, she knew the small price to pay was to ingest some on occasion. And as ghoulish as she felt about it sometimes, she couldn't help but think how tasty it was. But she was thankful she was still able to eat regular food and that she had come into her own with her faerie and vamp powers and as such had become a force to be reckoned with, even more so than she had been before. Her thoughts drifted all over the place, returning to the object she had just put away. Puttering around on her day off, she cleaned the three story manor house top to bottom, glad for the vamp speed she possessed and after a solid three and a half hours of tidying up a house than was never usually unorganized, it was in need of a good dusting and freshening up here and there. And after getting the fourth load of laundry taken care of, she returned to the safe where she had placed the magical object, wondering just what she could wish for, if she should dare wish for anything. She was content in her life and yet could stand to be without the constant drama, the violence that seemed to find them, pulling them into dire situations. On the other hand, part of her had come to embrace it, need it in her life. That she could wish for a normal life was a daunting proposition and yet she felt like her life was as it was meant to be. This was her normal, being what she was, having a family as odd and as tight as it was. The fact she could wish her current existence away and make her world back to "normal" was a daunting thought but she also knew there were those in her family who were all too happy in their current states and should she wish for the other supernaturals in her life to become human again, well, she knew they would not be happy about that. So that option was definitely off the table. And so she knew it would be for a rainy day that this object would be used and she hoped that when the time came, it would do as it promised. For now, it would remain locked in safety, she being the only one to know of its existence. For the time being. Tonight, she would tell him about it though she would also tell him that it needed to remain their secret and theirs alone.

Chapter 2

Hundreds of channels and still there was nothing she wanted to watch on TV. Flipping off the biggest TV she had ever seen in her life, she paced the plush and sleek living room and wondered if she was right in telling him about the cluviel dor. What would he think, knowing she had something of such power in her possession and yet, that it was a one time only magic to be used. It was strange that she was feeling so odd about this, so worrisome. Should this get into the wrong hands and they somehow knew what it was, what it could do….she dared not think of the consequences. All the more reason she was wanting to use a wish and get it over and done with. And then there came a familiar set of sounds that no mere human could hear. The sounds of the gate to their home opening and there was unlocking sound at the front door. Dressed in some old shorts and a t shirt, she hadn't noticed the time after all the cleaning she had done all day and knew she must have looked a little harried when the Viking strode through the door. Looking bloodied.

"What the hell?" she said. "I just did the floors!" she sighed as she looked from the bloody boot prints he had left in the large foyer. She had of course, only been trying to be cute, funny, but her smirk faded when he frowned at her as she offered him a supportive embrace. She took him by the hand and led him to the ground floor bathroom and only after he had cleaned up-with some appreciated and enjoyable assistance from her, did he explain what had happened.

Slumping back on their black leather couch, Eric started to tell her what had happened at the bar. "These fangbangers came in and apparently they weren't going to take no for an answer and tried forcing themselves on some of my dancers…..it got ugly fact and I had been in the office with Pam for a few minutes. And one of my dancers got a little too…..aggravated and then by the time I got out to the bar, all hell had broken loose and the humans had shot two of my dancers-ending one of them and they were clearly trying to get some of the injured one's blood for their own."

"V addicts?" Sookie asked and seeing him now, she sighed. "So I am guessing you had to use force on the humans….hoe many dead?"

"One dead-one Pam had to kill as he had managed to sneak up behind me-not something often done. The other is on the way to the hospital-memory wiped, of course. But she will survive. Unless she decides to show up at my club again. I won't be so generous the nest time. Sometimes I wish things weren't so…chaotic. Not that I don't like a good fight but think about the past months….don't you ever wish that there could just be….peace?"

She was somewhat surprised to hear such things come out of his mouth. "It's funny you should say something about wishes." and she retreated from the room for a moment, returning with the small object with the great power within it. Explaining how she had found it, she let it sit in her hand. It was made of a rose gold and etched with strange runes and symbols that in turn were inlaid with what looked like diamonds. It was neither ostentatious or garish and yet had a quiet awe to it. Putting it back in the box she had found it in after she had let him hold it for a moment, she returned it to the safety of her pocket, a hand wrapped protectively around it.

"Have you thought about what you would wish for? Maybe a life that wasn't so...chaotic. Maybe that you could go back to before you met any vampires? Maybe you would be better off wishing for your old life back." Eric said as he went to get up, clearly agitated of the nights events and perhaps, after all they had gone through recently, this was the icing on the cake.

"What the hell? If I didn't know any better I would think you were PMSing." Sookie said as she grabbed him by the arm as he stormed away, his hand running through his hair. "I know you've had a rough night but this is not how I thought you'd react to this. Not one bit. And I would never, ever make a wish that would affect the ones I love so much. I want this life. Not my old one. Not ever." something seemed very off about this, that he was so agitated so quickly. And even she herself was feeling the effects of the strange phenomena that was around her. Her powers alerted her to the fact that there clearly was some force at work here and being as astute as she was, this magic was trying to pull them apart, cause friction. And try as she might to fight it, knowing what she had figured out, even she was finding it hard to overcome her hand was in her pocket as she tried in vain to bite back the vitriol she wanted to unleash. Part of her wanted desperately to leave before something terrible happened but it was almost as if she had lost control of her being, her mind.

"You wish things were different…you hate me coming home a bloody mess and you say you don't mind but that's not the case is it? You would prefer having the normal life with a husband who has a normal, boring job. Sorry I am such a disappointment to you Sookie."

She winced at the words he spoke, knowing he too was in the throes of that which was affecting them both. And ignoring the fact that she had her hand on the cluviel dor in her hand, unaware of how its power was unleashed, she was about to find out the hard way. "Nice….well, you know what? Maybe you're right. I wish things were different…maybe I was better off being afraid of vamps rather than bedding them and maybe…no… I wish I could erase you and all the other vamps from my mind! Maybe I was better off being ignorant!"

Remembering the object she possessed, he came to his senses long enough to lunge towards her, to try to somehow destroy the object that had the power of a single wish. It was too late, the compact like object had been flung out of her pocket as she had pulled her hand out of her pocket, needing both hands to break her fall as the light blinded her and knocked her to the ground, the odd feeling that had washed over him and had made him say and act unlike himself fading away, leaving him to attempt to help her to her feet. Instead, she opened her eyes wide, the love and affection for him gone, replaced by abject fear and terror. To say nothing of what had been stolen from her mind, holes she had yet to realize were there now.

"Get….get away from me…who….who are you?" she trembled, almost whimpering., curling up into a ball to try to protect herself from what she only recognized as a vampire. On edge, he hadn't even realized his fangs had come out and knew as she looked at him he was terrifying to her. Quickly, he fixed that and tried to help her up but she clearly remembered that she was a fairy, for she summoned a blast of light and sent him careening across the room, smashing hard into the unforgiving concrete. Recovering almost immediately, he went to her again, this time she was on her feet and was off to the races, weaving around, trying to get out of this place. And with one last blast of light, a desperate Sookie managed to get herself out of the house and vanished in a flash of light, leaving a befuddled and concerned Viking in her wake, it was clear that the magic of the cluviel dor had delivered its promise to grant a wish. She had erased him from her mind. The question remaining was who was responsible for the magic that had pushed the two of them to the point where she had made that wish.

Chapter 3

Having perched outside the sprawling house, the young man smirked. He was moving his plan along faster than he ever could have imagined and he knew he would have her for himself sooner rather than later. The magic he had used had done as the books had said it would and had caused their emotions to bubble out of control and thus she had in fact used the false cluviel dor to his advantage. It was only spelled to do one thing and the other magic had, as promised, caused her to react as he had planned. The real cluviel dor, regrettably was only able to be used by her but still, Jynx ran a hand through his mane of thick curly chestnut locks, looking at the house with malice in his grey eyes. Just because he had been banished from Faery, didn't mean he hadn't had a back up plan to get what he wanted. For now, he decided to make a bold move and introduce him to the one he had stolen her from. Jynx was fearless and knew the power was in his hands, that he had the upper hand in this matter and smirking, he raced to the front door of the fancy house, laughing to himself that with all the modern technology protecting this place that no one thought to add wards of magic to keep those like him at bay.

He hadn't needed to knock on the door as a leather clad vamp sped from the house and was stopped dead in is tracks. Turning around, he saw the plainly dressed figure leaning against the open door of the house. Wasting no time, he had pinned the man up to the wall, his hand wrapped securely around the neck of the annoyingly smug looking figure that Eric could smell was a faerie. And someone who most likely knew just what had happened.

"I am not in the mood for any smug faced fairy cakes so if you know something, and I think you do, you had better spill it before I drain you.

"An empty threat." gasped the faerie, barely able to breathe through the tight grip around his throat, his feet dangling a good two feet off the ground. "Because without me, there are no answers to be found. Name is Jynx, by the way."

Lowering the faerie back to the ground but not letting go of his neck, the Viking was doing all he could to keep from tearing the enemy to shreds. "What. Have. You. Done?"

"For some time now, that false cluviel dor has been resting, waiting to be found. And it was me that Niall tasked to prepare for his sweet granddaughter, before he passed. I liked Niall greatly but was concerned about Sookie's cavorting with…the likes of you and all those other lesser creatures. She is royalty and deserves far better. And I am from one of the lesser noble houses of Faerie and so I thought it would be best for her to discover the truth. That truth, of course, is me."

"Then if you switched these objects, then somewhere there is one that could reverse this magic."

"Oh yes, there is. They are indestructible and the one I left was not exactly a true one. Only Niall had the power to craft them so I had to fudge it but it served its purpose. She now no longer has any memories of any vampire she has ever met. Let alone remembers she is married to you, has a daughter, a son in law…shall I go on with the list of people she no longer has a link to?" Jynx was clearly enjoying the anguish he was inflicting upon his rival and only laughed when the vampire started tightening his grip around this throat again. "My, my, aren't we a little grumpy…..but enough of this for now, we shall certainly be meeting again soon. Meanwhile, enjoy your time with her….at least, before she inevitably tries and hopefully succeeds in ending you. Remember, she has the power to crate that potent ball of light and one blast of that and well….." Jynx grinned before he flashed out of the grip of one extremely worried, angry and confused Viking. The question was how exactly to begin looking for her and when he did, then what?

TO BE CONTINUED