Sookie sat at the bar. Shot after shot entering her mouth. She had spent almost three months waiting, waiting for Bill to return. He had left without a trace and without saying goodbye or when or if he would return. But she continued her wait. He would return to her and when he did, he would have some explaining to do.

"Baby girl, how you doing?" Lafayette asked as he stepped from the kitchen.

"Fine, just fine." Sookie replied.

"Girl you ain't gonna get drunk again tonight."

"I'll do what I want!"

"Hell no! Give me that bottle!"

Sookie struggled with Lafayette for control of the bottle of alcohol and with her easy loss she stormed off, stumbling to the stairs outside the bar. She sat on the top step, wiping the tears from her eyes and was soon joined by Lafayette.

"He's coming back. I don't want to hear it!" Sookie snarled.

"Okay, he's coming back. But when? You got to live in the real world. You cant get your ass drunk every night and hope that he winds up on your doorstep with a fantastic story for where he's been."

Sookie began to sob softly. She planted her face in Lafayette's chest and was accepted when he wrapped his arms around her.

"I hate seeing you like this."

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Lafayette walked down the dark streets of Louisiana after work. Cars zoomed by one after the other. A buzzing and a vibrating attacked his leg. Pulling out his cell phone he answered.

"What's up?"

"Hey Laf, I got to talk to you." A male voice answered

"What about baby?"

"I got something, I should have told you ages ago but my friends wanted to keep a tight lid on it."

"What you doing, huh?"

"We're dealing V."

"That's old! I've been doing that long before you."

"Yeah, but we're not bleeding vampires."

"Don't waste my time."

"We're milking one."

"Milking? What the hell are you on?"

"Look, come down to my spare place, don't bring anyone and don't tell anyone, if this gets out…"

"Damn, I ain't gonna tell no one, I'll be there, just tell me the address."

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KNOCK KNOCK

"Hey man!" a tall slender man answered.

Lafayette greeted him with a sexual kiss, and then entered the small house, in the middle of nowhere. "What am I doing here?" He stared at 3 larger men, all sitting on a small couch smoking weed.

"Laf, come here. I'll explain everything." The slender man answered.

Lafayette turned to face him. "Hurry up then, Michael."

He pulled Lafayette by the arm and led him to a door on the other side of the room. They opened it only to be met with another door. When they had closed the first door Michael opened the second.

Lafayette entered the small, lit room slowly and was met with a feeling of both sickness and fear. A vampire, tied to a bed. Silver laced around his arms and legs, lying powerless, staring into Lafayette's eyes. Holy shit! He thought. Bill?