Thank so much to those who read, reviewed, favourited, or/and alerted my story! I finally understand why some others say that reviews are like their drug of choice. I am just grateful that is got any attention at all.

Sorry for my update taking this long. Considering I was not expecting many people at all to look at it, so I didn't even write the second chapter (until now). Now that I know that people will read it, I will try to update more often; well as often as a university student can.

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Aw, shit! If Eric isn't bad enough, now I got to watch my back for his sister. Fuck, thought Lafayette.

Turning towards Lafayette, Cat smiled brightly, making him gulp.

"Well, now that I have been introduced, let's get on with the clean up!" Cat said, as she sprung up from her knees. "You, youngling," pointing to Bill, "clean up this mess. There's also a Were in the kitchen area. I would have drained her, but I'm sure when I got here she was a little bit dead. Dispose of the body, will you?"

"Cat?" Said Eric.

"Excuse me?" Bill asked surprisingly.

"Yes, yes, you are excused. Now hurry up, that mess isn't going to clean itself!" Cat stated impatiently. Mumbling to herself, she continued, "It's like trying to ask my own kids to do something."

"Caitria?" Eric said, trying to get her attention.

"Yes, Eric?"

"You do realise that he is the King, right?" Asked an amused Eric.

"He," tilting her head towards Bill, "is William Compton? The king of Louisiana and Mississippi? I knew he was young, but I guess I didn't expect to see him. That would make sense why you are with him." Looking a Bill again, "Well considering you are obviously not going to do the job yourself, get one of your cronies to do it for you. Sooner than later would be best, I don't have all night you know!"

Bill was somewhat shocked that someone would talk to him like that. Even now that she acknowledge his position as king, he was still insulted that he wasn't getting the respect that he deserved. Now that we has determined to show that he was not just a young incompetent monarch, and wanting to show this Cat person that he had some authority, he started to open his mouth to order Eric to clean up the mess.

"Not Eric," Cat said, before Bill could even make a sound. "Eric, is it just this specific vampire," glancing at Bill quickly, "or are all young vampires native to Louisiana that are rude to their elders?"

"So you are finally acknowledging that you are old, Cat?" teased Eric.

"Just answer the fucking question Eric," Cat tried to say seriously, but could not help but smirk in the end.

"You don't have to worry, not all vampires old or young are rude. As for my King," Eric turned to Bill to bow dramatically, "I do not want to become acquainted with a stake tonight, so I will let you judge for yourself. In his defense, I will say that he's a fair king."

Cat couldn't help but smile proudly at her brother. She knew that he and Godric were very close, closer than she and Godric would have even been, and that Godric's end took a toll on him. Though she could still sense there was a big sense of loss for Godric in their bond, something else was starting to fill that gaping hole. She knew it had to be Sookie, based on how he went straight to her when he came in.

"It's really good to see you, Eric."

"I know, it's always good when I see myself too," said Eric, though through their bond, he conveyed that he missed her too.

"You're such an ass," Cat said, rolling her eyes.

"I agree, my ass is nice," Eric said, looking directly into Sookie's eye, sending lust through their small bond.

Thinking of Eric's ass and feeling the surge of lust coming from the bond, Sookie turned bright red.

Once again, Cat rolled her eyes considering she could feel what Eric was doing to Sookie.

"Are you two done?" Asked an annoyed Bill. "If so, I would like to know what happened here."

Realizing that she was the only one that knew the whole story, Sookie mentally shook herself from her little Eric induced haze.

"Well," Sookie paused for a second trying to recall what happen over the last few minutes, "I left your place and came home. When I walked in the door off of the kitchen, it was dark and quiet, besides the sounds coming from the TV. I called out to Tara, but I didn't get a response. I walked to the fridge, opened it, and call out to Tara again. I heard a sound behind me, when I turned around I saw Debbie and she had a shotgun." This made Bill and Eric growl. Sookie rolled her eyes and continued, "Anyways, she had the gun pointed at me. She was telling me that she should have done 'it' a long time ago; which I'm guessing she meant killing me. I don't know when Tara came into the picture, but I heard her yell my name. When I heard the gun go off, the next thing I know is that Tara shoved me and she is shot in the head." At this point Sookie has tears streaming down her.

Eric went to Sookie and held her in his arms, trying to sooth her. "It's ok Lover, your friend is still alive. Cat made sure of that," he said, trying to reassure her.

"I know, I know," she said, trying to regain her composure. "Thank you for saving her by the way," turning to Cat.

"You are welcome," said Cat.

After a few moments, Sookie wiggled out of Eric's arm, much to his displeasure, and continued, "So anyways, Debbie seemed a little shocked that she shot Tara instead of me. I took that opportunity to charge at Debbie and we fell to the ground together. I took the shotgun that she was using and I shot her in the head."

"It was a really nice shot," Cat interrupted. "She shot right under the chin and it went out the top-back part of the head. I don't think I would have done better myself.

Smiling proud, Eric could not help but be happy that his Lover managed to defend herself so well.

Sookie did not know how to take what Cat said as a compliment or to be grossed out by it. She decided that ignoring it for the moment would be best.

"When I shot her," Sookie carried on, "I went straight to Tara and started to call out for help. Then out of nowhere, Cat came and helped; and as they say, the rest is history."

They all took a moment to absorb what Sookie had just told, even Lafayette, who had been ignored by all of them.

"Well that is some story Sook," he said, deciding to pipe up. "I think I will take Tara upstairs and clean her up." Turning to Cat, he said, "Um, um, thanks for what you did for my cuz." He picked Tara up and climbed the stairs as fast as he could.

"I will be with you in a few minutes, Laf," Sookie said as Lafayette vanished up the stairs.

Come up when you are done with them Sook. Lafayette mentally told Sookie.

"Well gentlemen," said Cat who turned to Bill and Eric after watching Lafayette scramble up the stairs, "we should leave Miss Stackhouse in order for her to help her friend out with Tara." Turning to Sookie, she continued, "We will talk later my dear. I am sure you have many questions."

She sure got that one right, Sookie thought.

Cat smiled at Sookie and walked towards the opened doorway.

"Wait! What about Debbie?"

Bill was going to answer Sookie's question, but Eric beat him to the punch.

"Do not worry Lover. I will dispose of the body and by the time you wake up in the morning, the mess will all be gone."

Eric went to the kitchen, threw Debbie over his shoulder, and returned to Sookie in a blind of an eye.

"Goodnight my Lover," he said and kissed her temple. He went to join Cat who was waiting for them on Sookie's porch.

Sookie ignore the possessive noun in Eric's farewell remark, but Bill did not. Not wanting to be outdone, Bill kissed her on the forehead.

"Sweet dreams, Sweetheart." He then joined Eric and Cat.

Sookie shut the door behind them and went upstairs to help Lafayette clean Tara up.