Disclaimer: I do not own any characters except for Alexander and I make no money for this story.
Chapter One
I've been working for Eric Northman for the past two years, and I love every minute of it. I can still remember my 'interview' with Eric; I'd simply walked up to him while he was on his throne at Fangtasia and informed him that he needed me. After giving me a long calculating look, he decided to humour me and practically dragged me to his office.
***FLASHBACK***
"So human, why would I possibly need you?" he demanded with a raised eyebrow.
"well, Mr Northman you need me to be your Personal Assistant to make sure your da-um night smoothly, I hear you already have a day man a Mr Burnham but you still end up having to do a million things to do every night, so basically I will be here to make your night easier.
I finished quickly trying not to trip over my words while Eric gave me a long look before saying "very well, you will work this week without pay and if I'm impressed then I will have a contract written up by my lawyer, your yearly pay would be eighty thousand dollars, any questions?"
He asked obviously expecting me not to have any
"Actually yes" I said "you see I have this ability which I could you to help you in certain situations" I sighed sitting down before explaining my situation.
***END FLASHBACK***
My eighty thousand a year hadn't been altered but if I had to use my ability then I would receive a pretty hefty bonus. I rolled my shoulders trying to release the tension as I picked up my PA 3000 which is how I keep Eric's life organized, I have another one in my wardrobe just in case something should happen to this one.
It looked a bit like an IPAD but was specialized to be perfect for secretary's and personal assistants, it was completely tactile and I never go anywhere without it, luckily for me it is charged by the small solar panels on the back so I never needed to charge it.
My to-do list was flashing so I quickly tapped it:
-Confirm with Anubis Airlines.
-Check luggage/labels.
-Bon Temps (10:00 PM)
-Confirm rooms at hotel.
-Buy more aftershave.
-Buy a new carrier for jinx.
Compared to most days my list wasn't difficult or extensive, considering it was now 8:00 pm which meant I got a good nine hours sleep, when people found out I worked for vampires they were all surprised that I don't keep vampire hours, I don't need to considering that most of my work is done when I get an e-mail from Eric at sunrise telling me what he wants done.
I quickly got out of bed and looked in the mirror, my black hair was neat and tidy and I looked to be in the picture of health as I put on a black suit and a light yellow shirt, no tie.
I leant across to the machine on the wall and pressed 'call: gate'
"Yes, Mr Williams?" came the voice of one of the guards.
"Is my car ready?" I questioned as I quickly put on my cufflinks and pulled on my socks.
"Yes, Sir Jerome is also ready for you" came the reply.
"I'll be down in ten minutes" I replied before going down to the kitchen eating a bowl of cereals and an orange. I'd quickly gotten used to the staff here considering I had a lot of staff in my home growing up, I had moved into Eric's main house in Shreveport after four months of working for him for two reasons, the first was that I lived to far away from Fangtasia to get to him quickly and the second was because after I'd proved just how useful my gift was he got a lot more protective of me. Pam his vampire child also lived here with us.
When I left I had to lock the house up with a twenty digit code before making my way to the idling black hummer h2 limo, I personally thought we could have taken the usual Audi Q7 but considering Eric is a vampire and a man he likes to show off his wealth.
"Morning Jerome, to Bon Temps, the Stackhouse home, please" I said as Jerome opened my door for me.
"Sure thing Alex" he replied with a small grin as he gently shut the door behind me.
Since we were alone Jerome my bodyguard/chauffer could be informal and call me Alex and not Mr Williams or Sir. Jerome was a were-lion and stood an inch taller than Eric at 6'3 and was a whopping 270 pounds and naturally it was all muscle. He looked even more impressive next to my 5'9 and 190 pounds but all in all he was a great guy, he'd been employed when a vampire had tried to kidnap me to get information on Eric, needless to say that vampire met his true death when a very pissed off Eric found him.
As soon as we left the driveway I took out my phone and dialled the courier service from the Shreveport mall.
"Good morning Mr Williams!" came the perky, I've-been-awake-since-five answer considering Eric credit card spent thousands at that mall a year they knew my number, and to not make me wait.
"Good morning I need a bottle of Pure Gold men's aftershave from smells & things and from pet world I need a Sturdibag pet carrier, I need these items at the house before 11:15 today, as usual you will be paid upon arrival" I said wincing at the fight I would have to go through to get Jinx inside that cat carrier.
"Of course Mr Williams, have a nice day" came the still ever so perky reply before I hung up and quickly marked those items off my list. After this realizing I still had an estimated twenty minutes before I would arrive at Bon Temps and decided to get caught up on other things such as sending e-mail and making a few calls to get things tidied up before the trip, we couldn't have Eric's businesses falling apart because he'd be away for a while now could we?
I suddenly felt the limo lurching uncomfortably over an uneven potholed gravel driveway before coming to a stop, Jerome jumped out and opened my door for me "here we are Sir, Humming bird lane, Stackhouse residence. I can detect one person in the house and no foreseeable threats"
"Thank you Jerome, feel free to wait inside the car, this could take quite a while" Jerome nodding before getting back in the car as I walked up to the front door with my trustee PA 3000, the old farm house was small but quaint and I immediately rang the doorbell before taking a few steps back as I waited for miss Sookie Stackhouse to open the front door.