I don't own any of the characters from True Blood, Harry Potter, SVM or Vampire Diaries. If i did Elena would be dead, Sookie would learn from her mistakes, and Harry would take charge of his life and not follow the path set for him by others. Azalea Black however is my character so if I kill her off in some freak trapeze accident or have her grow a third tit that's my prerogitive.

EPOV "You should have told me Eric hired a fucking human, Isabel!" yelled Stan while standing behind the antique walnut desk in the study inside the Dallas vampire's nest.

"Now, wait just a minute-"piped up Sookie, indignant.

At the same time Bill interjected "Respect her."

I watched all of this while leaning against the wall. The bickering was getting us nowhere. Each minute that these clowns used for having a pissing contest was a minute wasted in looking for Godric. "Are you certain Godric was abducted by the Fellowship?" I finally asked when it was clear Stan and Isabel were going to continue arguing over Sookie's involvement.

"Yes" "No" stated Stan and Isabel at the same time. Perfect. Just fucking perfect I thought.

"They're the only one with the organization and manpower" Stan ground out while glaring daggers at everyone in the room, stomping one steeled –toed boot onto the floor in emphasis.

"But they're amateurs." Contradicted Isabel rolling her eyes to show how absurd she condsidered the wannabe cowboy's ideas. "It doesn't make any sense. This is Godric we're talking about, 2,000 years old."

She made a point Eric thought. At 2,000 years old Eric would think that only a fellow Supe could apprehend Godric and only a handful were powerful enough at that. The disappearance of his master was unsettling. When factoring his age into the equation it was downright terrifying. If Eric were to be honest with himself, he was scared. Plain and simple. The idea with being parted from his maker wasn't one that he had ever entertained before. Not the night that he rose as a vampire, not during the countless wars they fought in, nor during the witch hunts in Europe where everything and everyone Supe related was burned (though those foolish humans burnt more of their kind then any others thought Eric mirthlessly), but now that He was gone I was forced to think about what Godric's mortatily for the first time and what my maker's permenent absence (I can still feel my bond with my master meaning he is not dead, well true death finally dead dead) would mean. It would mean everything.

Forcing those thoughts away I once again return my attention to the adults in the room (if you could call them adults as I watched them fight over their own importance). Things aren't progressing it seems. Although, now instead of bitching about Sookie Stan has started going off again about FotS and how they should bring in a team to take the vermin down once and forall. I didn't know Stan was a fan of calling human vermin, perhaps Pam and I should consider a new term for those that visit my club. hmm... contagion isn't too much of a mouhful is it?

"Hmm, Vampire-hating church annihilated. Wonder who did it?" Snarked Isabel "Fucking Brilliant".

Of course Bill couldn't shut up for long as he open his mouth again. "I doubt the King of Texas would approve the destruction of our international political agenda" he sneered. I have to hold back a laugh. He spoke as if some upstart vampire less than half Godric's age was of great import. No, the king of Texas only ruled this area because my master didn't wish to.

I was losing my patience as Isabel and Stan continued to go at it. Finally, having enough I roared "You're completely incompetent! What's happened to Godric is that he surrounds himself with clowns." Releasing an unneeded sigh of frustration I went to run my hand through my hair to get my thoughts together when I heard..

"Agreed" Said a feminine voice from behind all of us. I quickly spun on the spot, fangs extended at the interruption. It couldn't be her, but that voice was unmistakable. She hadn't been seen since the 1800s, around the time he created Pamela I thought absently, but there she was in the doorway. Leaning against the doorframe without a care in the world, as if she didn't just walk into a next full of vampires uninvited. She looked exactly how I remembered her. Taking advantage of the silence her entrance made I took a moment to look her over. Although my preference is mainly blondes I had to admit she always had been quite the beauty. Standing at 5"6, long curly brown hair, and olive skin tone rarely seen on a vampie, something that carried over with her after she was turned was Katrina Petrova or Katharine Pierce I believe she goes by these days. All but the most powerful vampires have changed their names at one point or another to either fit with the changing times or to reenter a place where their human front had "died". Eric had gone by many variations of his name. In fact he, nor Godric had never had any true last name at all in their human lives. Such things weren't needed then.

"Who the fuck are you?!" snarled Stan as he went to launch himself at the new arrival.

Isabel and Bill both tensed, ready to spring to action if required, and Sookie's expression was changing rapidly from angry to confused to wary as she realized this new person was uninvited and could be a potential threat. stunned myself at her arrival but too old to be caught as off guard as the rest (amatuers really. Bill and Isabel were both realitively young but cowboy over there was 800 years old!) I stuck out my hand and caught Stan around the throat, before the younger vampire could land a hit on the girl. "Kathrine" I stated in what I hoped was a level voice and then continued in Bulgarian "Той е бил известно време (It's been awhile)".

"Твърде дълго (too long)" She said with a mocking smile.

"You two know each other?" Sookie damn near shouted. Eyes darting back and forth between the two of us with increasing nervousness and was that jealousy Eric caught in her eyes. He didn't know and now wasn't the time to be thinking of such things.

"A human Eric? Is that really the best you could do" Katherine contined on as if the token human in the room hadn't uttered a word.

"She's a telepath" you defended and then you added "Какво правите тук? (what are you doing here?)" all the while keeping up the easy smile you had plastered on your face so as not to alert the others of the susspision behind your Stan from your grip you stood to your full height turned and waited for the onslaught of impertinence that only those in this room could accomplish at such a time. Sadly to say I wasn't disappointed.

"Wait you two know each other" Isabel exclaimed. "We invited you as a courtesy. This is not your territory" she huffed. For once her Stan seemed to be in agreement as Eric saw him going to stand next to her nodding along with what she was saying. "You have no voice here."

"Yeah, sheriff. Why don't you run on back down to Louisiana. We don't need you or your puppets." Stan supplied now that he had recovered some space between him and myself again. Coward.

I could rip everyone in this room apart with perhaps exception to the new arrival (not necessarily because I wasn't stronger or because I didn't want to. I have quite often over the past 5oo years have wanted to snap her neck) and be done with it I thought savagely, but no he would have to put up with these fools for his maker. "Oh, I'm not going anywhere" I bit out determined to finish up this meeting as soon as possible. "And as for Katharine, well she's my sister"

My answer was met with stunned silence around the office as everyone there digested the fact that Eric Northman was siblings with the tiny girl in the doorway. Well I thought if this was all I needed to call everyone to order I should start sprouting off nonsense about my bloodline all the time (not that I was ever that stupid). Seriously, they were just gaping there like fish...wonder what they would have thought if I mentioned who our grandsire was.

"Which gives me the right to join this little pow-wow you've got going right here and after being her for 30 seconds it's obvious I'm needed." Katherine stated bluntly as if this wasn't news to anybody and it was common knowledge that Godric made more than one child.

"And I'm nobody's puppet" Sookie added rather belatedly, as if she was five steps behind the group in the conversation, which she was I mused. Sookie from what I had observed knew little to nothing of the vampire hierarchy. It was obvious from the very first night he met her when Bill claimed her in his bar. The indignation that crossed her face from the second Bill said the words "she's mine" to her constant belligerence towards myself whenever in my company. She was going to get herself and Bill into trouble one of these days if he didn't sit her down and explain the basics to her soon, but then again I recalled Bill was never the brightest crayon in the box as Pam would say. Always a lapdog; begging at the heels of those with position and power.

"What we need is a plan." Bill spoke cutting Sookie off from what looked to be a tirade of her own importance as both a breather and telepath blah blah human rights blah. God I sounded like my progeny.

"I have a plan" Stan said while moving forward as if to present something concrete.

Isabel held up her hand to stop him from continuing "it's not a plan it's a movie"

"it's not a movie, it's a war" Stan finished as if what Godric's second had to say was of little importance, which it was Eric thought as neither of these two could get their heads out of their own asses to save themselves, let alone Godric.

"Idiots" Katherine muttered as they continued to bicker back and forth amongst themselves. I couldn't help but agree with her as I heard Stan once again advocating the destruction of the church and probably the enslavement of humankind if he could have his way, with Isabel pretending to be the voice of reason, but only accomplishing sounding like a scared little bitch. Eric could hear Sookie try to invalidate herself numerous time with Bill backing her up like some sort of demented parrot. No doubt praising the authority with every chance he received, and what little power they held was soon to disappear if the rumors were anything to go by.

Ignoring them I took the opportunity to question my sister who I hadn't seen in so long and was currently covering a yawn with the back of her hand feigning boredom "What are you doing here Katharine. Last time I saw you you made it quite clear that we... I was only holding you back from your freedom, little sister" My sister was the most selfish person I knew. Despite how much I love her and appreciated her presence at the moment I simply can't believe that she is here from the goodness of her heart.

"Things change brother. Times change. I changed" she rebutted voice holding no trace of guilt in it. I didn't even bother to check the bond as I could only get an echo of her through Godric and she was quite good at shutting that connection with us down.

I snorted at her answer. "Yeah we do change, but forgive me if I'm wrong you can't have changed so much that you would do something for another."

She paused and for a split second I could see behind her mask of boredom and her eyes showed the same apprehension I had been feeling since I received the phone call from Isabel three days ago. "It's Godric, Eric." She whispered "that's not just anybody" and then she resumed her façade of not having a care in the world and what little vulnerability I had saw vanished making me second guess myself whether or not it had even been there in the first place.

Realizing that I wasn't going to get anything else while in this company I nodded showing her I understood "When this is over we have much to discuss little sister" I emphasized knowing how much she hated it and returned my attention back to the group renewed determination to see this mission through successfully even when surrounded by incompetence. "Godric has protected you, made you rich, and you stand here spitting and scratching like infants." I yelled loud enough for my voice to overpower everyone else's'.

"Don't any of you care that there's a traitor in your midst?" Bill spoke up grabbing everyone's attention at that.

Stan snorted "no".

"Impossible" Isabel scoffed. Katharine rolled her eyes.

"Somebody tried to kidnap me from the airport" Sookie interjected as if it was something she just remembered. Why wasn't I notified of this? Why did once again Bill I lick the boots of those with authority Compton not inform me of an attempted kidnapping of an assest of my area?!

"You were the only ones that knew we were coming" Bill accused as shooting a glare at both tweedledum and tweedledee.

Inwardly seething at my own retinue's incompetence I paused for a moment attempting to collect myself and hide my anger at Bill for failing to notify me of this development immediately in front of the Area 9 vampires. Katharine as if sensing my dropping mood said the one word that was just at the tip of my tounge "Explain".

Sookie rather than comply with the 500 year old vampire to her right and explain the attack said "Look, if y'all argue any more, I'll either fall asleep or start screaming, so this what we're gonna do-" as she paused to catch her breath I saw Katharine raise one of her perfectly sculpted eyebrows at her audacity. I couldn't tell if she was thinking about snapping her neck (a personal favorite of hers I remember) or if she was impressed. I reasoned it was probably a bit of both. I myself am fascinated by the amount of times I both want to fuck and drain the lovely Ms. Stackhouse in a single night and not necessarily at the same time. Not partial to the thoughts of the vampires in the room or at all if she speaks the truth Sookie didn't pause and finished her thought "I will infiltrate the Fellowship of the Sun."

Silence.

Until…"Absolutely not" Bill stated with what he thought was authority.

"Let her speak" I said in a voice that showed Bill exactly where he stood on the matter. He didn't.

Sookie glad that she was being taken seriously explained her plan "Since Bill glamoured the kidnapper, no one knows who I am. I'll pretend to join the church, and check out their thoughts." It wasn't exactly fleshed out and it contained quite a few holes, but it was more than anybody else came up with.

"No. During the day, none of us can help you" and cue the resident buzz kill I thought as Bheel once again said surprise surprise nothing positive.

After much arguing involving Stan throwing a tantrum that the plan didn't include bloodshed and leaving we hashed out a plan. Sookie would go with Isabel's human Hugo tomorrow and infiltrate the church as an engaged couple new to the area and search for news of Godric. As I was making my way over towards my sister intent on answers. First one being why she was here in the first place. Second, for someone who always has a plan (and my dear sister ALWAYS has a plan) she was awfully quiet during this whole meeting. Bill stepped in my path and gestured for me to follow him out of the room. She casually gave me the go ahead by carelessly waving her hand out to show that she would still be there waiting for when I came back.

"A few words" he said as he closed the door I had followed him out of behind us. I raised my eyebrows to show I was listening. I am after all a benevolent and merciful sheriff in my humble opinion. "You knew it would come to this." Well no duh, why have a telepath if not to use her… or fuck her, which I was working on. What did he think she was going to do? Give Southern Hospitailty classes to the donors? "She was just clawed and poisoned by a creature we don't know and we can't find, and now, in Dallas, you're playing with her life." Does he not realize that his precious Sookeh is now out of the state that contains the oh so deadly rage monster that attacked her. The one who I saved her from by calling Dr. Ludwig. Maybe I should send him the bill for reimbursement if he continues to be thorn in myside.

"It's no game to me." I state turning to leave. How dare he make demands of me! I don't have time for his uselessness.

Either not getting the hint or not caring he progresses in his speech "All this for a colleague?" sounds like he's fishing for something. "For the Sheriff of Area Nine? I know he's considered an elder but what does that have to do with you?" Watch it Bill you're getting close to something that's none of your business "Why?" I open the door and walk out instead of forcing him on his knees and reminding him of his place. Maybe I'm getting soft.

Walking into the living I find that true to her word my wayward sister hasn't run off yet. Not in the mood for her games I grab her arm, drag her from the house, and take to the sky off towards the hotel not bothering to wait for Isabel to dismiss us. I want answers and I want them now.