A/N: So this is the sequel to Lethally Beautiful. Sorry its such a short chapter, just basically starting the drama. Its is set five years after LB. I still don't have any spell check but me so please forgive any mistakes lol. And let me know what you think!

Sookie

The gravel was crunching under the weight of her car as she drove up to her old farmhouse. She sighed out of exhaustion from her long day at work. The bar had been extremely busy, and Arlene had called out sick.

Sookie sat in her car for a few minutes, soaking up the last rays of sun light. She groaned as she grabbed her purse and flung open her door and made her way up the porch steps. She entered into the kitchen, dropped her purse on the counter and grabbed a glass of iced tea. She sat down at the table and like she did everyday, she looked at the pictures on her refridgerator; one was of the opening of the second Fangtasia and had her, Eric, Pam, and Tara in it, a second was of herself and Eric on their first anniversary, and a third one was of her brother. The picture was taken in Sweden and there was snow all around him but he was only in a pair of shorts and had a huge goofy smile on his face, showing fang.

Sookie sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day. Five years; it had been five years since she had seen her brother, Godric, or Natalia. She missed them all terribly but she had noticed that Natalia was right and she had in fact stopped aging. She hadn't said anything to Eric at first but after months of closely inspecting herself for any signs, she had to confirm her suspisions.

Sookie was broken out of her train of thought by the slight clicking sound of her beau coming out of his hidey hole.

"Hello, my Lover, how was your day?" he sang loudly to her as he came to wrap her in his arms.

As soon as his cool skin touched hers, her vision started fogging out. She blinked a couple times but instead of seeing Eric in front of her, she was surrounded by mist, thick suffocating mist.

She could feel somebody watching her and she turned around. What she saw made her shreik in fright.

"Hello, Sookie Dear, I have been waiting for you." said the figure cloaked in darkness. She could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Who are you? What do you want? Where is Eric?" she whipped her head from side to side looking for her Viking but not seeing him anywhere.

"Hah, I wanted to speak to you in private, so I thought I might take you away for awhile. Do not worry, you will be back soon enough."

She squinted trying to make out his face. "What do you want with me?" she asked quietly.

He started chuckling. "You are mine, Sookie. I signed a contract with your family, you are my property far and square. I will kill anyone who stands in my way."

"Warlow..." She was at a lose for words so she just placed a hand over her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

"Be prepared, Sookie, I am coming to collect you. YOU. ARE. MINE."

Sookie started screaming and thrashing. She could hear her name being called frantically but she knew she had to run, she had to hide, she had to protect Eric and the others.

She felt someone gripping her arms and shaking her. She opened her eyes and saw Eric standing above her, fangs out and a very frightened look on his face.

"Warlow." She whispered again before letting the darkness consume her until she was surrounded by the bleak calmness.