Chapter Two: Promise
Eric and Bill walked into the bar the next night, same time of night. They sat down at the bar instead of a table, though.
"What are we doing here, she said no." Bill looked at Eric.
"She didn't mean it. She'll help us, we just have to figure a way around her husband."
Bill cringed at the word "husband". "Its not going to happen."
"I could glamour him." Eric suggested.
"No, you will not." Bill said.
"I wonder if the child has powers?" Eric said curiously. "Can you tell when their that young?"
"I don't want to speak about this." Bill spat.
Eric didn't say another word until they both saw someone they didn't expect to see that night.
"What are you still doing here?" Sookie asked walking behind the bar.
"We need your help." Eric stated while Bill was silent.
"Sam's going to freak out if he finds out yall are still in town. Now, I told you that I cant help you. I wish I could, but I cant." She said pouring two beers for one of the tables.
"You can, Sookie." Bill finally spoke up.
She just looked at him, into his dark eyes. "No, I cant."
They watched her walk over to the table and place the beers down with a smile. Walking back over to the bar her smile faded, until she was stopped right in front of Eric and Bill by a older lady.
"Sookie, how's Morgan?" The lady smiled.
"Oh, she's doing fine. Growing like a weed." Sookie smiled.
"You must bring her in sometime, so I can see her."
"I sure will, Sam's due for a hair cut and so am I. We'll come by sometime this week, how bout that."
"Oh, that would be just wonderful." The lady clapped her hands. "Well I wont keep you held up any longer, it was great talkin to you."
"You to, Mrs. Newberry." Sookie said walking back behind the bar.
"A friend of yours?" Eric smiled.
"I guess, she does our haircuts." She said whipping off the bar. "Wait why am I telling you this."
"Because I'm devilishly handsome and I can make women tell my anything?"
Sookie and Bill both rolled their eyes.
"That's most certainly not it."
"If you say so, darling." Eric smiled again.
"Look, you two need to leave. Someone is going to tell Sam that they saw you and then were all going to be sorry." She finally said.
"Were not leaving until you help us." Eric looked at her.
"I wont." She spat.
"If not for us than for Jessica." Bill spoke up.
Sookie was quiet for a moment, thinking about what Bill had just said.
"Meet Sam and Me here tomorrow after closing." She said.
"I thought you couldn't help us and I don't think you husband is going to like this little meeting very much." Eric stated.
"I'm not helping you, I'm helping Jessica and you let me worry about Sam okay?"
"Why not tonight?" Bill asked.
Sookie took a breath and then let it out "Because tonight I don't have a babysitter for Morgan and Jason will be free tomorrow."
"You asked for that one." Eric whispered.
"Fine?" Sookie asked.
They both nodded.
"Okay then, see yall tomorrow." She said walking away.
The next night after closing, Sam locked the back door and the front when Eric and Bill came inside. They sat at one of the booths near the back of the bar and sipped on their synthetic blood while they waited.
Sookie sat down first sliding into the booth dressed in jeans and her work t-shirt.
"Honey?" She called after a couple minutes went by.
"Coming." Sam mumbled under his breath.
He sat down it the booth beside Sookie, with an unhappy look on his face.
"Sam, nice to see you again." Eric nodded.
Sam didn't say anything, he just looked at Eric.
"We need to get down to business." Sookie said feeling the tension in the bar.
"Right." Bill said in a steady voice
"Could I help yall without leaving." Sookie asked.
Eric and Bill contemplated for a minute before answering.
Eric finally nodded.
Sookie looked at Sam, his eyes were fixated on his beer in front of him.
"Sam? What do you think?" She asked.
"I think it's a bad idea." He sighed.
"We will protect her with our lives." Bill said.
Sam raised his head and looked at Bill and Eric.
"If anything happens to her" Sam swallowed "I'll kill you both."
"Is that a threat?" Eric asked.
"It's a promise!" Sam said angrily getting up from the table and walking away.