A/N: This is a story that has been bouncing around in my head for a while. Thanks to Sunkisz for serving as my comma police and correcting my grammatical errors. Also I want to thank LaniLani26 and Dancinchick 32 of their feedback on the story content. I have made changes since so all errors are mine alone.

While I wish I did, I do not own these characters. They belong to the brilliant Charlaine Harris.

Prologue - Introduction

My name is Sookie Stackhouse. I am the telepathic bonded, pledged and legal human wife of the Vampire King of Louisiana, Nevada, and Arkansas, Eric Northman. Today is the last day of my life. No, I'm not killing myself, so get that silly thought out of your head. My husband is going to kill me. You see, today is my 40th birthday and it will also be the start of my immortal life. I haven't made this decision lightly. In fact, it took me over a decade to make it. Let me tell you a little about myself and you will understand everything perfectly.

I grew up in Bon Temps, a small, backwoods town in Louisiana. My parents died when I was seven, leaving my brother and me to be raised by our Gran. Gran was your typical strong Southern woman. She was an active member of the local Descendants of the Glorious Dead chapter and her church, of course. Gran taught us to have a strong work ethic, to be loyalty and to show kindness. I don't think I could say enough about her. She was my world until she was murdered by a serial killer. I feel guilty about that. Rene was after me when he came to our home that evening. You see, he had a problem with vampires and I had just befriended our neighbor and local vampire, Bill Compton. Rene was responsible for the deaths of several young women in Bon Temps who socialized with vampires. After learning about the existence of vampires, my world grew by leaps and bounds. I learned after a short time about the existence of weres of all types and fairies.

My brother Jason, now there is a Lifetime movie in the making! Jason is a few years older than I am and lives in our parent's old house. Jason is a bit of a womanizer and not so smart. He has had his share of heartache as well. His wife, Crystal, and unborn child were murdered and hung on a cross. Jason is supernatural, or supe, as well. He, like me, is part fairy. (Oh wait, I forgot to mention that didn't I? Oops, well now you know.) A were-panther jealous over his relationship with Crystal held him hostage and repeatedly bit him. So Jason is now a panther and partially changes at every full moon. Jason was less than accepting of my relationship with my vampires for a long time. He has since settled into a life with the Hot Shot pack and has started a new family. Jason and I don't talk very often and it's probably better this way. But for all his faults, he is my brother who I love deeply.

Come to find out my Gran had been lying to Jason and I all these years. Apparently our grandfather was not our biological grandfather. It now appears our biological grandfather's name is Finton and he is a fairy. It also seems that we have other fairy relatives named Niall, Claudine, and Claude, to name a few. Unfortunately, due to some horrific events we no longer have access to them. Niall is my great grandfather and Prince of the fairies. While I was still in my 20's I was tortured by two fairy assassins who were at war with Niall. Niall and Bill rescued me from my captors before I was killed. However the war followed us to the hospital and there Claudine was killed trying to protect me. Claudine was special to me. Not only was she my cousin, but she was my fairy godmother. To make matters worse, she was pregnant at the time she was killed. After the war ended and Niall was mostly victorious he decided to close the portals between the fairy and human worlds. Claude has decided to stay here in the human world but I haven't talked to him since Claudine's death.

Once upon a time, I had a cousin named Hadley. She ran wild and left the family while I was still a teenager. Many years later, I learned that she had been made vampire by the Vampire Queen of Louisiana. And after some unfortunate events, she met her final death leaving behind a son named Hunter. I did not become aware of Hunter's existence until Hadley was already gone. With the help of my new great grandfather I was able to locate Hunter and was shocked to find out he was also telepathic. His poor father, Remy, did not know what to do with him. So for several years I worked with Hunter and his father on controlling his telepathy. Eventually it was too much for Remy to bear and Hunter came to live with me and Eric, joining our little family.

That's my small biological family in a nutshell. Sad isn't it? Luckily for me I have formed some tried and true friendships with some great people. I guess you could call these people my chosen family.

First and foremost is my childhood friend Tara. Tara is like the sister I never had. Tara also had a rough go from day one. Her mother was an abusive drunk. She spent most of her childhood at my house. After a short vampire affair she is now happily married to JB. Tara doesn't quite understand my continued love of vampire and I doubt she ever will.

My former boss Sam was a major part in my surviving young adulthood. Sam is a shifter and can turn into any animal he can imagine. His favorite form is a collie. Sam has never approved of my vampire relationships but still managed to look out for me when he can. In recent years he moved to Texas to take care of his mother after her divorce. When I mentioned to Sam my decision to become vampire, he stopped talking to me. It's been nearly a year and I miss him everyday.

Since learning of Supernatural's, I have made many remarkable friendships. In spite of this, I still only can rely on my vampires. Several weres I have met and/or dated are Alcide, Quinn and Tray. Tray is another person that made the ultimate sacrifice in defending me. He also died during the fairy war. Yet another lost life to place on my guilty conscience. Alcide and Quinn both have been crucial in protecting me over the years. Alcide is the local pack master and owns his own construction company. I can't begin to tell you how many times he has done work on my house. It seems every battle must take place in my front yard or kitchen. Quinn is a were-tiger that I once dated. What we had was hot and heavy but his commitments to his mother and sister were too much for me to bear. Quinn works as a supernatural event planner and we cross paths every now and again. Quinn is not supportive of my vampire decision at all. He is convinced that one day I will return to him.

You would think that might be enough craziness in this dysfunctional family I have built, but its not. I haven't even started on my witch. Amelia has literally turned my life upside down and inside out. After meeting her on a trip to New Orleans she returned with me to Bon Temps. One time she turned her beau into a cat and her mentor Octavia had to come to the rescue. Shortly thereafter she fell in love. Amelia was preparing for a happily ever after with Tray when he died. And while I know she doesn't blame me, I can't help but blame myself.

Last but no mean least, I come to my vampires. While my life has been affected by many vampires these three are those who I call my own. It all started when Bill Compton moved across the cemetery from me and Gran. He was my first love, first lover, and my first heartache. Before Bill I never thought I would find love. It's hard to get close to someone when you can hear their thoughts. I can't tell you how many dates I had been on listening to the man think about my boobs and what he wanted to do to them. Everything hasn't been roses with Bill but he still holds a special place in my heart. I will tell you more about Bill later.

Next we have Pam. She is my best friend, sister, and mentor. She has done more for introducing me to the vampire world then the rest combined. She is always quick to give me a swift kick in the butt when I need one. And since I can be pretty stubborn -- that is quite often. Pam is not what you would expect from a vampire. Don't get me wrong she loves fighting, sex, and blood, but she prefers to dress in pastels and skirts. I met Pam when Bill took me to Fangtasia to do some investigating on those dead girls. Pam was working the door, dressed in typical vampire attire. Come to find out she was part owner of Fangtasia along with her Sire, Eric.

Eric. What is there to say about the man who has given me the world? In the beginning I was torn between my love for Bill and my infatuation for Eric. Through actions more than words, I learned that Eric loved me as much as a vampire can love a human. Over the years he has done everything from taking bullets for me to fixing my driveway to buying me a new winter coat. Eric is by no means perfect and comes with a lot of faults. He is high handed, stubborn, and a know-it-all. Yet at the same time he is passionate, loyal, and genuine. While he may hide the truth from me, I know he will never lie to me. It took me a long time to come to terms with my feelings for Eric and my decision to become vampire starts and ends with him.

A/N: Keep reading Chapter 1 is already here!