Thanks for reading. As it said it the description, this is my first fanfic. Constructive criticism is very welcomed. True Blood belongs to AB and SVM belongs to CH. I am just having fun :). Enjoy!

"Please! Somebody, please help us! Oh God. Oh God. Somebody!"

Rocking the lifeless body in her arms, Sookie kept calling out for help. Her mind was running through the last few seconds. She was trying to get her brain to tell her body to do something, but the only thing she could do was rock Tara's body back and forth. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught something.

"Well, isn't this a little bit messy."

Standing right in front of her was a woman that was about her height and build, with what looked like blue eyes and brown hair. Given the fact that there was not much light in the room, it was hard to describe her appearance.

"Oh, and look what we have, a Were," said the women as she looked at Debbie's body. "Well, a dead Were," saying it a little disappointedly.

Look up from Tara to the person in front of her, nothing at the current moment was making sense to Sookie. Who is this lady in my kitchen? And why the hell is she here?

"Who are you?" Asked Sookie.

"Well at this current moment, I don't think it's really relevant. Unless you want me to go into detail, then I would be glad too. But, I think you would rather help your friend?"

Looking back down at Tara, not realizing that she is still rocking her, she stopped. Wait! Did she say she could help Tara? How could she help Tara if she is dead? Looking back up at the women, she could not help but feel a little bit more optimistic.

"You can help?"

The unknown woman crouched down, grabbed Tara's chin with her right hand, and moved her head a little to the side. Using her left hand, she moved some of Tara's hair to inspect the bullet wound.

"I don't see why I can't. Nor do I see why you can't do it. But my guess is that you have no idea how to do it, so I guess that leaves us with no other choice!" Said the women in what seemed like an irritated voiced. Standing back up and looking around the kitchen, trying to find a cleaner spot, the women continued, "Let's move her over here," pointing to the foyer at the front of the house, "it's less bloody."

Sookie didn't need to be told twice. She got up from the floor and then went to grab Tara's body. However, before she could she could even reach out to grab her friend, the woman had Tara's limp body in her arms and started to walk to the foyer. Sookie was right behind the woman when she deposited Tara on her back on the floor.

Being so caught up in the moment, Sookie did not hear Lafayette coming down the stairs behind her.

"Holy fucking shit!" Lafayette exclaimed.

Sookie jumped and let out a little scream when she heard him. She turned around to look at him.

"What the hell happened Sook? Did this bitch do this to her?" Asked a scared and agitated Lafayette as he approached his cousin.

Sookie slowly approached Lafayette, knowing that he was still very upset over Jesus."Laf, you need to calm down, she is –"

"Shut up, come over here and sit down," said the woman in a stern voice over her shoulder. "If you want me to save her, either shut up and get him to calm down, or shut up and get him to leave."

"Bitch, I haven't been here for five seconds, and you tellin' me to calm –"

Before Lafayette could finish his sentence, the woman was face to face with him.

"Yes, this bitch is telling you to calm down; unless you want your cousin to die?" After getting no response, she continued, "That's what I thought," and turned around to go back to Tara.

Unsure what to do, Sookie and Lafayette slowly walked up to Tara's body and kneeled down. They both kept their eyes on the woman as she grabbed Tara's head again and put one of her fingers into the bullet hole.

"Well, this is going to get a little bit bloodier than I thought it would," she mumbled to herself. Turning to face Sookie, she continued, "I am going to have to suck the bullet out of the wound. Once I remove the bullet, you nor your friend," tilting her head towards Lafayette, "will be allowed to leave. That will simply distract me."

The moment Sookie heard her say that she would have to suck the bullet out of Tara, should could not help but think of when she sucked the bullets out of Eric's chest. The memory brought a blush to her cheeks. The woman noticed this and smirked at her. Did she just read my thoughts? As if in reply, the woman smiled and chuckled to herself.

"Now my dear," the woman said bringing Sookie back to the matter at hand, "this will be your first lesson on what your abilities can do."

Before Sookie could question her, the woman opened her mouth and pair of fangs clicked into place. She looked at Sookie, grinned, and moved so that her mouth covered Tara's bullet wound.

After only a few seconds of seconds of sucking, she spat the bullets across the room. The moment the bullet hit the wall, blood started to poor out of Tara's wound. Without waiting another second, the women put her hands on Tara's head and used her thumbs to cover the hole. Almost inaudibly, the women started to chant something in a language that had not been heard by humans in several centuries. Suddenly, a blinding flash of light appeared, which diminished into a golden glow that came from the woman's hands. The glow slowly enveloped Tara's body as the woman kept on talking. Once Tara's body was covered with the golden aura, Sookie hands started to glow. Instinctually, Sookie placed her hands on her friend's body.

Watching the interaction of the three women, Lafayette could not comprehend what was going on. Given his knowledge about the supernatural world, which was very little, he wondered if his friend and this unknown person were some sort of witches. He thought he knew all there was to know about his friend, but apparently he had much to learn.

As the woman's chanting continued, the glow around Tara grew brighter and surrounded Sookie and the woman. The blood had stopped flowing from Tara's head and the wound was closing up. Once the wound was closed up, the woman stopped chanting and removed her hands. The glow that surrounded the women slowly vanished, leaving the Sookie's and the woman's hands glowing slightly longer.

"Well, how to you feel Sookie?" The woman inquired, as she turned to Sookie who was examining her hand.

"I don't know. I feel like I am full of energy but I am exhausted. Does that even make sense? It's too hard to explain," said Sookie who was trying to process what had just happened in the last few moments. She continued, "Is Tara ok?"

"She is fine; this has taken a physical toll on her. She will most likely not wake up for many days, unless she is given some vampire blood. I highly doubt any vampire will give her an ounce of blood willingly; not after what she has done to our kind," stated the woman.

"What do you mean 'what she did'?" Lafayette piped up. "You knows what's been goin' on with her? What the hell are you?"

Well, at least I'm not the only one that gets asked that question, Sookie thought.

"Wouldn't you like to know," the woman said as she chuckled. "I would tell you; however, we are going to be getting some guests."

As soon as she finished her sentence, the door flew open with a worried Eric and Bill waiting on the other side. When Eric spotted Sookie, he zoomed to her side.

"What's going on?" Bill asked at the same time as Eric ask Sookie, "Are you alright, Lover?"

"What are you two doing here?" Sookie inquired, choosing to ignore the questions that were asked.

"We felt your fear and hopelessness," Bill replied. Turning to the stranger in the room, "And who are you?"

Realizing that there were other people in the room besides himself and Sookie, Eric looked at the person in question.

"Cat?"

"Hello Eric."

"You two know each other?" Bill and Sookie asked at the same time.

"Yes we do," Cat said, smiling sadly looking into Eric's eyes.

"Yes, we most certainly do," Eric continued, "she's my sister."