A special shout-out and huge thank you to my beta: Acid-Rain2912 for all her hard work correcting any mistakes within this story and I also feel I should say thank you to Charlaine Harris for sharing her world of Southern Vampire Mysteries and True Blood with us on hear :)

Disclaimer: All recognisable characters (except for some added fairies) belong to Charlaine Harris!

Adele Stackhouse.

Now, I normally scold my grandchildren for swearing, and this makes me a hypocrite, but SHIT, SHIT, SHIT! I can't believe this is happening. I'm having a full blown panic attack and there's nothing I can do about it. I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.

I haven't enjoyed lying to my grand babies, but I had to, to protect them from the dangers of the worlds outside of the human race that surround us. I had to lie to protect them. I had to keep their heritage hidden, and I would have taken it to the grave if this hadn't happened.

Stupid, pragmatic vampires. Why did one have to move in to Bon Temps, and not on a good footing either? Why did we have to deal with this? Hadley and her big mouth, is why.

That girl was, and has always been trouble since the moment she discovered the words "fuck you," at preschool. She learnt it from a boy whose mother and father lived on a council estate and were constantly fighting. No wonder the little toe-rag new words like that at such as young age Poor thing.

But yes, turning back to the topic of the unwanted arrival in Bon Temps! I, and a few others, have worked very hard in keeping Sookie and her special ability a secret. Jason was, well, to simply put it bluntly, Jason. He had the lure, which is how he attracts all the women who naturally end up in his bed.

I can't blame him for it; it's part of who he is-his heritage. But Sookie… she's something more. More than either of us ever hoped she'd turn out to be.

Her grandfather isn't who Sookie thinks he is. Earl was a loving, loyal husband and I'll always love him for that, but Fintan... Fintan was something else entirely. I just wasn't prepared to be a part of the supernatural community full-time.

I didn't want my children or grand babies to be brought into supernatural culture. I didn't want them mixing with vampires and getting mixed up in their politics or being used for their pathetic wars that are over really pointless arguments. And I didn't want them living with the fae unless absolutely necessary.

I wanted them to live a normal life as possible! And they had up until the water fairies destroyed their mother and father by killing them in what they think was a flash flood. Fintan was devastated he couldn't anything to save his son and daughter-in-law. He left this world soon after that, but not before handing me a special phone that I could contact him with in case of an emergency. That was the last time I saw Fintan Brigant.

Was this a good enough reason/emergency to call the Prince- the man I once held so close to my heart? The man that a part of me that still does? But I chose this path, and he chose his. No matter how hard it was at the beginning to be away from him with no more visits and having to lie to my husband and family...

I made my way down the hall to the front of the house to where my room was and went to the closet where I kept all my clothing and shoes. I opened up the closet doors slowly, made a space in the clothing to the right, and bent down till I removed a stack of old boxes that held memories of myself and Earl and the kids when they were little.

I moved them out of the way till I reached the bottom box and lifted it up. The paper still had a silver glow about it and the red bow was a little flattened. The Brigant family never did anything small. They always had to be the best and give the best of the best...

I picked the box up and placed it on my bed. I put the other boxes back, closed the closet doors, and made my way back to the bed where the box was. I took a deep breath to calm myself down. My heart was beating so fast in my chest that it almost hurt. I could do this; I'm a grown woman.

I placed my thumb and forefinger to the end of the bow and gave it a gentle tug, watching the bow come undone and fall around the base of the box. Now, all I had to do was lift the lid. Why was it so hard to open the damn lid of a box? It was just an innocent box with an innocent piece of technology inside it. I shouldn't have to feel afraid or any of the other things I was feeling. I needed to do this for Sookie. She didn't deserve the life that bitch of a vampire had planned out for her.

She needed to be somewhere safe and with her grandfather's would be the safest... In their world; not here. Not now that there are vampires out in the open and one soon to be lurking across the cemetery from our home. She didn't need to get mixed up in their politics and whatever else they do.

I took another deep breath and told myself to get over my shit and do this for Sookie. I lifted the lid off of the box and placed it beside it on the bed. I gazed at the gold phone. I sighed. The Brigants really didn't do anything small. Stupid fairies!

I gingerly picked up the phone in my hand, afraid it would break or disappear into thin air, and pressed call.

A deep husky voice I remembered well answered with a simple "Hello?"

I took another deep breath and answered.

"Hello, Fintan. It's Adele, Adele Stackhouse?"

"Adele?" The voice said, sounding more awake than before.

"Yes..." I whispered.

"What's happened?" He panicked

To Be Continued!
Next Chapter Up Soon :)

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