Author's Note: This is a story inspired by a dream I had after watching a movie. It's a little graphic in the beginning and if you don't like it then don't read it. I decided to use True Blood as the background. So please enjoy it if you want and review if you do. I like to hear what you think.

"If you don't like it then get out!"

Celty Lawrence ducked as Eric Northman threw a True Blood bottle at her. She looked at the spilled contents that covered the wall and floor. Eric, Sheriff of Area 5, never yelled unless he was extremely annoyed. Well, obviously she had annoyed him. But it was his fault for not listening.

She looked at Kaden, Eric's right had man. She was a werewolf that Godric had been raising when he made Eric. The two had been together most of his life, considering she was a century older than he was. Sometimes they even went their separate ways but not for long. They always met up again. The latest had been when Godric had been killed. At the moment she was sitting on the bar watching the entire scene.

Celty had come to work in Shreveport after her grandfather had passed away from kidney disease. She had known Kaden for a good while and took the position as bar tender when it had been offered. She had a business degree from Stanford but had had nothing to work with. Once Eric had tried to lure her to the basement to have sex with him, but he had gotten caught in her silver necklace. He hadn't laid a hand on her since and from time to time she heard Kaden give him hell for it.

Pam, Eric's progeny and business partner, walked out of the office from no doubt painting her fingernails as she did every night before the bar closed. "What's got you in an uproar?"

"Celty thinks we should sell out." Eric growled, his eyes never leaving her face.

She huffed up instantly, much to Kaden's amusement. "I did not! All I said was if you bring in another outside distributor, you could get more money out of the innocents you bring in here."

"If we do that, we have to pay that supplier another percentage we can't afford. That's selling out! I can't afford another person to pay. I have three as it is." He waved his hand when he heard the wolf snort indignantly.

"No, it's not."

He was getting annoyed. "Then explain to me what it is then."

"It's expanding your horizons, getting more people to come in."

"We have more than we can handle at times." Pam said. "Although, we could always bring in more werewolves." Kaden growled beside her. "It's just a suggestion."

"Kaden's the only werewolf that will ever work here." Eric stated. He and Celty hadn't broken eye contact yet.

"She has a point, brother." Kaden said suddenly, pulling her feet up and pressing them together.

"Which she?" he asked, turning around to face her. His mood had suddenly changed when the third woman spoke.

"Celty. If we bring in at least one more distributor, there's a possibility we could open another bar. That way we can disperse the people between the two clubs." Eric frowned and turned his back on her. Kaden leaned forward and draped her arms around his neck, something so bold that only she could get away with alive. "Brother, you know I tell the truth."

Eric sighed and rubbed Kaden's arms. "Why must you be so logical? I preferred it when you were cold and calculating."

"Don't get it wrong. I'm still cold and calculating. I just can integrate better." She nudged the outside of his head with hers. "Hear her out, Brother. It may be a better business deal."

He looked back at her. "I'm glad you're my sister instead of my enemy." He then kissed the side of her head. "Come on, Celty. I'll hear you out, but if I don't like it, I'm going to kill you."

"Eric."

The sheriff walked into his office with the human after him. He slammed the door, signifying his agitation. Kaden smiled and shook her head.

"Only you can get him that way." Pam said. "But what he said is true. If you were our enemy, we'd be in trouble." Kaden simply shrugged. "Why did you take her side?"

"She has a good idea. It's logical to hear her out."

"If he agrees, we have to find new employees."

"That wouldn't be a problem. I'd do the interviews."

"We would have to get Bill's permission."

Kaden huffed a breath. "He'll do whatever I ask of him."

Pam shook her head. "You and your ways. As long as you don't try to kill Sookie, you're fine."

"That's the one thing I'll never do." Both women looked back as the office door opened. Celty literally pranced out, followed by Eric at a more leisurely pace. "Well?"

"The two of you are going to visit Bill tonight." Eric stated.

Pam laughed at the look on Kaden's face. "Seriously? Tonight?"

"Do you have a problem with that?"

"Uh, yeah. I have a date."

Eric's face changed immediately. "What?"

"It's a joke, Eric. Sheesh. No one's caught my eye yet." She jumped down and walked past him.

"No one better catch your eye." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Kaden!"

"Come on, Celty. Let's go and get this over with." Kaden and Celty left, letting the door slam behind them.

"You spoil her." Pam said.

"You tell me that all the time." Eric replied with a slight smile.

"You do it."

"Then stop telling me."