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"Sookie, I know I keep asking you to come in, but I need you too," said Sam.
"Sam, this is my day off," said Sookie.
"Please Sookie," said Sam. "I've got a new waitress coming in tonight."
"Sam, really?" said Sookie.
"Yes, Sookie. She's coming from Shreveport, but I need you to come cover for Arlene. Coby's sick," said Sam.
"Alright! But you owe me!" said Sookie.
"Thank you, chère," said Sam.
"Goodbye," she said.
"Bye," said Sam.
Sam hung up the phone. He leaned his head on the counter as he laid the phone down. He let out a sigh as a pair of arms wrapped around his torso. He grabbed the hands and held them.
"You shouldn't lie to her," said the woman.
"I'm not lying to her. You are coming in tonight," said Sam.
"She's expecting me to be coming later today," said the woman. "It's going to be curious to her is someone new is walking around town."
"She gonna be at work until about ten o'clock tonight," said Sam. "She isn't going to see you."
"Unless I come into the bar," said the woman.
"Chère, I don't want to start something," said Sam.
"How is me coming to the bar going to start something?" she asked. "Just because I slept with you don't mean nothing. You're not really my type."
"Sookie is different," said Sam.
"No, you're in love with her," said the woman. "She aint special, just special to you."
"Look," started Sam.
"Sam, you were fun. I had fun. And I look forward to working at the bar," she said. "And I won't cause any trouble. Promise."
"Thank you, chère," said Sam.
"You're welcome," she said. "Oh, by the way, shifter, you've got someone in your woods."
"What?" said Sam.
"Someone is sneaking around in your woods," she said. "But I've got to so. See you tonight."
"Right," said Sam looking out the windows. "Hey, wait a minute."
"Yes?" she said from her car.
"How 'bout we go out to dinner tomorrow night?" he asked.
"I don't know. I might have to work and I don't think my new boss will let me off," she said with a smile.
"I can talk to him if ya like," chuckled Sam.
"I'll let you know," she said getting in her car and driving off.
Sam leaned on the railing as he watched her drive off. He heard the bushed rustle before a white wolf emerged. Sam nodded to the wolf before he disappeared into his trailer. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door.
"It's open," said Sam.
"You busy?" asked Alcide walking in.
"No. Why?" asked Sam.
Alcide hesitated for a moment. He took a deep breath before he continued. "It's about Sookie."
"What's wrong? I just spoke with her on the phone," said Sam.
"She's fine right now…it's just I'm worried about her spending more time with Eric in Shreveport," said Alcide. "Something aint right."
"Alcide, there aint nothing we can do. If we tell her not to...what is it, man?" asked Sam.
"Did you have someone over?" asked Alcide.
"How is that any of your business?" asked Sam.
"I can smell her," said Alcide.
"So can I," said Sam with a smirk.
"I know this scent. I've smelled it before," said Alcide.
"Not possible. She's not from around here," said Sam.
"Where's she from?" asked Alcide.
"Shreveport," said Sam. "Tennessee originally."
"I know this scent," said Alcide again.
"Maybe she is in your pack in Shreveport," offered Sam.
"No, she isn't. Look, just talk to Sookie," said Alcide.
Sam sighed but nodded his head as Alcide walked out of the trailer.
"You can't be here," said Ginger. "We're not open until sundown."
"I know that," said the woman walking into the car.
"Imma have to ask you to leave," said Ginger.
"No," replied the woman.
"Look lady," started Ginger.
The woman walked over to her and grabbed her around the throat. "Look, I've got a key to that door. I can come and go as I please. So shut the hell up."
"But…but…you can't…" started Ginger.
The woman tightened her grip on Ginger's neck. "Shut up. I'm not going anywhere. I'm stronger than you, toothpick. Got it?"
"Yeah…" gasped Ginger.
"Good. Now go back to whatever you were doing and leave me alone," said the woman.
Ginger nodded her head frantically. The woman released Ginger and backed away. Ginger disappeared as the woman walked over to the door to Eric's office. She pushed it open and walked in. She closed the door behind her and walked behind the desk. She laid her keys on the desk and walked over to the back wall. She ran her hands across the wall until she found what she was looking for. The wall slid back to reveal a set of stairs. As she walked down the stairs the wall slid back into place.
At the bottom of the stairs was another door. There was a keypad next to the door. She punched in the code and the door slid open. Almost as soon as she was through the door it slammed closed. She ignored it and walked down the hall.
At the end of the hall was the door she was looking for. She knew was asleep, and would be for a few more hours. She turned the knob on the door and walked in. In the center of the room was a four poster bed. She toed off her shoes as she made her way over to the bed. She climbed on the bed and laid down next to the still body. She set an alarm on her phone before she laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"Sookie, can I talk to you for a second?" said Sam.
"Sure," said Sookie. "What's up?"
"Um…Alcide came by this morning," he said.
"What for?" she asked.
"He's worried about you spending too much time with Eric," he said.
"I'm fine. Nothing is wrong. Y'all just need to back off," she said storming out of the office.
Sam sighed and ran his hand across his face. He had six hours before the new waitress showed up. Six hours of Sookie ignoring him. He shook his head as he walked out of the office.