Hi guys! it's me again. MsCathywilson, starting a brand new story! This time I'm trying/attempting to retell Dead Until Dark except for the fact tat Sookie can tell Bill is a little creepy from the beginning, and she gets with our favourite Viking sooner rather than later!
So, without any further fuck ups, I present to you Dead Until Dark: My Way
SPOV
"Gran! Where are you?" I shouted from the top of the stairs. I couldn't find her anywhere upstairs, so I slowly began to descend the stairs, still shouting for her.
"Gran!"
"Gran!"
"What is it Sookie dear?" I heard her shout.
"Where are you" I asked, my voice softer this time.
"I'm out the back, in the utility room" she yelled back.
"Well, I'm gonna head on to work ... my shift finishes at about 12 midnight, I think, but I don't know how long Sam's gonna need me to stay after, so I'm not too sure what time I'm gonna be home at" I said once I had reached the utility room door. "Don't wait up for me, I probably won't be home until about 2 am anyways" I hastily added, knowing that she most likely would have waited up – she probably still will, it makes me feel better when I tell er not to wait up.
"Well, ok, see you tomorrow Gran" I said, walking into the room, and giving her a kiss on the cheek as she was reaching down to put another load of washing into the machine. Honestly, you would think that a 75 year old woman would slow down a little, but oh no, not Gran.
"Gran, you need to take it easy ... slow down a little ... just leave it and I'll sort it out whenever I come home from work tonight ... or else tomorrow ..." I said.
"Ugh ... hush up ... I'll be fine! you go onto work ... just let me do this" she answered.
Deciding that there wasn't anything that I could do or say that would convince her to go and put her feet up, I turned around and walked out of the room, picking up my shoes from the radiator in the hall on the way past, I sat down in kitchen to put my shoes and socks on – I had brought a pair of socks down from my bedroom with me before shouting "Goodbye", lifting my car keys and my bag on the way out the door.
But my good and cheery mood quickly turned bad when I opened the door and saw that it was raining. Heavy. As in it was literally bouncing about a good two or three inches off of the ground. Amazing. My hair was going to look like I had got my fingers stuck in an electric socket. Just great.
I quickly ran to my car, a beat up crappy old yellow nova, unlocked the driver's door and climbed in. I was completely and utterly drenched! I now felt that I could emphasise completely with ducks.
So, feeling completely disheartened, I put the keys into the ignition, and hit play on the radio. I listened to my favourite country station – South Coast Radio, the whole way from the house to Merlotte's where I worked. A drive which normally took me ten minutes, took me easily twenty through this pouring rain. My day just kept getting shittier and shittier.
"Hi Sookie!" Sam said as I walked in through the employee entrance.
"Hi Sam! I'm really sorry I'm late ... just give me two minutes and I'll be out" I said. Te drive over had completely shattered my nerves. I hated driving in the dark, and I especially hated driving through the rain.
I quickly ran in through the bar, through the employee's only door, past the store room, and the employees bathroom, into Sam's Office, where I dumped my bag into the bottom drawer of Sam's desk – where everyone kept their bags when they came into work their shift. I proceeded to put my coat onto the coat stand at the far end of the room and lifted one of the aprons down. I hurriedly tied it around my waist, grabbed an elastic band that I had found on Sam's desk and used it to tie my hair up. I hurried out of the office and back into the bar. I only stopped long enough to pick up my order book and a pen that I had stashed behind the bar before crossing the room to greet a family of four, who had just come in through the front door.
"Hello, do you want to follow me and I'll find you a seat?" I said, picking up four menus from the stand in the corner. I directed them to a table in the middle of the room and once they were seated, I handed out the menus and I asked them what they would like to drink.
"Coke"
"Diet Coke"
"Red Wine"
"Guinness" came the replies. I wrote the order down and turned to walk away, back towards the bar, when I heard a voice as clear as day behind me, say:-
"Oh God! Jesus, get a look at her arse and tits, I wonder what she would be like in bed" I turned around and looked at the man who had supposedly "said" the comment – the man who was sitting at the table I'd just walked away from. He was sitting facing his family. He hadn't moved since I'd left the table, but I'm used to that type of thing happening. It tends to happen a lot, when you can hear people's thoughts. Whenever you are a telepath.
I quickly pulled my shields down – as I called it. In layman's terms, I blocked the thoughts from my brain, something which had taken me years and years to master, to perfect. (I've been a telepath from birth) and walked back up to the bar, fetched the drinks that the customers had requested, before serving them and taking their food orders.
The rest of the even progressed just as it had started – I would show the customers to their tables, take their food and drink order, fetch drinks and deliver meals to various tables.
But everything all changed about an hour before last call. That was the exact moment my life had changed forever.
I was just placing more drinks on the table in front of me – they were for a group of Tesco workers who came in here every Friday night and got completely plastered, when I felt a chill go up my spine. I turned around and saw a small man – well, he was about my height, his face was covered in various creases and worry lines. He had dark hair and his skin was completely glowing! Wanting to know more about him, purely because I was nosey, I slipped down my internal shields and heard
Absolutely nothing!
This man was becoming more and more attractive to me by the second.
Duh. Duh. Duh.
So, there you have it. The first chapter of My Way. Will Sookie fall for Bill's fake Southern Charm? When will we get to see the Viking. Stay tuned to find out.