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Thank you so much for your support and reviews. They really motivated me to write. I don't normally update this soon but my fingers just flew on the keyboard. I now have a good idea of the direction I want to take the fic and I'm happy to say this chapter came out mostly the way I intended.

Conversations in a language other than English will be distinguished in bold.

For example:

"Eric is hot." -English

"Eric is hot." -Old Norse, Swedish, Italian, French, etc.

The next day a package came in the mail with no return address. When Sookie opened it, she was surprised to find a cell phone with Godric's phone number already added to the contact list. Unfortunately, Eric's was also programmed into the phone. With a shake of her head at meddling vampires, Sookie put it aside to charge.

Adele Stackhouse had gone to a doctor's appointment so she was home alone. Sookie already knew what was wrong even if the older woman had not told her yet. The reason why the witches had seen fit to give her the identity of Sookie Stackhouse was because Adele was the last living member of her family. It was easier to change the mind and memories of a single person rather than a large group of people.

While the rest of the town knew of her, they didn't have detailed memories of her or how they met. Adele on the other hand had almost her entire existence rewritten. Sookie was sympathetic but she believed that giving Adele a loved one during her last few days was for the best. The other added benefit of choosing Adele was that she had strong ties to the community. Since Sookie planned to spend the rest of her life in the town and experience life as a normal human, being related to Adele was very fortunate.

After spending her day doing chores and cleaning up around the house to lessen the burden on Adele, Sookie called Godric.

"I already have a cell phone; you didn't have to send me one. But I thank you nevertheless. I adore gifts." On the other line, she could hear him chuckle faintly. The Valkyrie inherited Freya's acquisitiveness and they had expensive tastes.

"You're welcome but you didn't have my number. More importantly, you didn't have Eric's." He replied in Old Norse, prompting her to do the same.

"You couldn't have sent me a letter or something with your contact information?" She laughed.

"I wasn't sure you had a cell phone." He was obviously lying now and she could sense where the conversation was heading.

"I just want to live a human life, Godric. In case you've forgotten, I am human now which means the supernatural world could very literally kill me."

"I haven't forgotten. Did you meet him yet?"

"Godric, I don't appreciate you trying to set me up with Eric. It's vaguely creepy considering he's your child."

"You didn't answer the question." Damn, infuriating 2,000 year old vampire. She didn't have to put up with this but because Godric was her friend and she believed he was only doing what he believed was best, she didn't hang up.

"I went to his bar. I didn't get to actually speak with him."

"Pity." From what Sookie could hear in his voice, Godric was enjoying the conversation and the fact that she went to Eric.

"By the way, you could have told me the place was practically a whorehouse. Every human in there was thinking sex, sex, sex."

"You can still hear their thoughts?" The conversation turned serious instantly.

"It seems not all of my abilities are gone now that I'm human." It was odd because she had lost all of her physical powers and strengths.

"Interesting. But you're still unable to hear the thoughts of supernatural beings?"

"To the best of my knowledge, yes. Though I only know for certain I can't hear the thoughts of vampires and shifters." The Valkyrie only needed to hear the thoughts of the humans who fought and worshiped Woden so her telepathy didn't extend to other creatures.

"I see. Well, you can always try again tonight. You'll be better prepared for the atmosphere."

"It was an impulsive act. Besides, I can't very well go up to him and say 'you don't know me but I'm a Valkyrie who knows you and your maker but we haven't met yet. Pleased to finally meet you. Oh, but I'm not a Valkyrie anymore.' If I want to experience life as a human, I need to stay away from the supernatural. Besides, Eric would think I was a nut job fangbanger." She added the modern slang by speaking in English, comfortably switching between the two languages.

"Last night, you called it fate that brought you and Eric so close to each other. You can't fight fate, little one."

"I know that better than anyone but I don't believe my parents would be cruel enough to orchestrate this for a thousand years." She could completely believe Woden and Freya could be cruel enough to orchestrate a doomed romance between a Valkyrie and a Viking. It would serve as a deterrent to all other Valkyrie.

"What makes you think they're being cruel?"

"What?" The question had completely caught her off guard.

"If Eric had entered Valhalla like you wanted, other Valkyrie would tend to him. From what you told me, it wasn't your job to entertain the warriors, you chose the slain, you walked the battlefields and you fought. And as a Valkyrie, a love affair with a mortal much less another supernatural being was unpermitted. Have you ever considered a happy ending?"

She digested every word Godric spoke and found herself unconsciously shaking her head in denial. Of course she considered a happy ending for herself but she had never believed it was possible for one such as her. She had lost hope in a happy ending when Eric was turned into a vampire even though what Godric had just said was true. "I have work Godric, I have to go."

Ending the call, Sookie stared at the phone for long moments before leaving the house.

A few weeks later

She hadn't spoken to Godric since their phone call. Sookie kept the cell phone he gave her and simply transferred all of her contacts to her new phone and kept her old cell phone as a backup. She had just gotten out of her car and returned home from a long shift at Merlotte's when her phone rang.

Holding her keys with one hand, she quickly accepted the call without checking the caller ID and unlocked her door, keeping the phone to her ear with a raised shoulder. "Hello?"

"Is this Sookie Stackhouse?" Finally entering the old house with a little juggling of the stuck lock, she threw her keys on the stand next to the door before taking the phone in her hand.

"Speaking."

"This is Eric Northman. I was told by a mutual friend you could help me in a business matter I am having."

Sookie had actually appreciated the male voice on the other end of the line until he identified himself and her brain shorted out as she froze in place. Clearing her throat to cover up the awkward silence she created, she tried to regain her composure. "And what would you need help with?"

"It has recently come to my attention that $60,000 is missing from my account books. Godric has referred me to you and told me you could help uncover the culprit."

Godric, that ass. She had specifically told him she didn't want anything to do with the supernatural world or Eric and he gave her name out. Did Godric think she would really use her abilities in full view of other people? However, at the same time, she had this unexplainable desire to help Eric. Knowing that if word got out she was a telepath it could come back to bite her, she decided the best thing was to decline. "I apologize, Mr. Northman but Godric is mistaken. I'm afraid I can't help you."

"Godric does not often make mistakes. I can pay you for your time."

"I have no doubt that you could, Mr. Northman. Please inform Godric that my services are not referable." Without a goodbye, Sookie ended the call and let out a deep breath.

After helping Adele into bed and taking a shower, Sookie went down to the living room to watch some TV. Almost thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Confused as to who would visit them at such a late hour, she looked through the glass beside the front door and saw Eric on the other side. She opened the door but blocked the way in with her body.

When the door opened, Eric was immediately surprised to find a human at the door. Though he didn't show the emotion on his face, he was instantly curious as to how Godric knew the petite female who seemed to be guarding the entrance. After Sookie had turned him down, Eric called his maker in the hopes that he would be able to point him in another direction. Godric assured Eric that a face to face meeting would help his cause and had given him her address. He had also asked how she and Godric know each other but his maker hadn't answered.

Overcoming his initial shock, Eric's gaze swept over her. She was beautiful even though she wore plaid fleece pajamas. Her hair was slightly curly, reaching a few inches below her shoulders and Eric had the sudden impulse to move them back so that he could see her neck.

While he was appraising her, Sookie had been doing the same to him, something he was used to. However, she didn't have the normal lustful response like the fangbangers who often visited his club. He was grateful for that.

"Good evening Miss. Stackhouse, I'm Eric Northman. We spoke on the phone."

"Yes, and I remember telling you that I couldn't help you with your problem. You could always just go to the authorities."

The way the human spoke sent a cautious shiver down his spine, especially when she gave him that pointed look. She knew more about vampires than a human in her position should and it put him on the edge. In case he didn't make a mistake in classifying her as a human, Eric took an unneeded breath and nearly stumbled. Her scent. Beneath the flowery soap and shampoo, she smelled exquisite.

His eyes darkening, he attempted to glamour her into letting him in.

"You will invite me in." While most humans calmed down considerably, Sookie's brows drew together in confusion.

"Are you…trying to glamour me, Eric?" Her tone was harsh, incredulous, and a bit condescending. This time he couldn't keep the shocked expression off of his features. How had Godric met this woman? She couldn't be human, he concluded.

"What are you?"

"I'm a human." She didn't smell human, at least not completely. Most confusingly, Sookie smelled vaguely familiar but he had never seen her before.

She looked over her shoulder into the house and stepped outside onto the porch, closing the door behind her. She had willingly stepped out of the safety of her house. When Eric reached out with his senses, he could hear a steady heartbeat upstairs.

"You don't smell completely human."

"Well, I am." She sounded so sure of it but he was certain there was no way she could be fully human. "As I told you over the phone, I can't help you."

"Godric told me what you can do, Sookie. No vampire would ever steal from me and our laws don't extend to humans."

"Then go to the human police." She made it sound so simple, as though he hadn't thought of that and dismissed it in the next second. But she hadn't denied his claim. So Godric was right, this questionably human girl could read the minds of humans. Very interesting. And also very advantageous.

"Having human cops around when half of our clientele is human is bad for business. I would rather not involve them and their incompetence." Seeing that she was not convinced, he tried a different tactic. "With your telepathy, we would be finished in a matter of minutes and if it is your wish, only I will be in the room while you interview the humans and I will glamour them when you are done. No one else would know what you can do, and I will pay you for your time."

She looked up at him utterly unafraid but skeptical. He was getting somewhere. When he stepped closer, she stepped back then appeared as though she was mentally berating herself for doing so. His predatory instinct and her scent demanded he cage her in to prevent escape. He took another step forward, bringing them inches apart. Though she held her ground, she now strained her neck in her effort to look at his face.

Eric leaned down and placed his hands on either side of her head, resting them on the front door. He took in her scent again, trying to identify it. He felt her stiffen from their proximity and she shivered when his nose brushed her neck.

"You can't intimidate me into helping you, Eric." Her voice had grown breathier. If he thought she smelled divine before, he was mistaken. Her already intoxicating scent grew almost irresistible when it mixed with her heady arousal. A lesser vampire would have already had her head to the side and his fangs in her neck.

"What about seducing you?" As soon as the words left his lips, he closed the few inches between them and pressed her against his unyielding chest. Her lips were soft and after a little coaxing, she was kissing him back, much to his pleasure.

Sookie felt the coldness of his flesh even through his leather jacket and her pajamas. Oh, Freya, his lips. She had been alert before but now, she melted into him, gripping his shoulders and neck. How had she gone so long without experiencing this at least once? The kiss, which had been soft, had turned almost possessive when she began to respond to him. One of his hands held the back of her head while the other gripped her hip. When she felt his tongue at the seam of her lips, she parted them without thought. He rewarded her by squeezing her hip and kissing her harder.

The foreign sensation of his wicked tongue brought her out of her haze. Suddenly, she remembered why this was wrong, why she couldn't do this. Whatever they had just experienced would end badly for the both of them. The hands that were once holding onto his shoulders for more were now pushing him away. His body didn't budge but he did release her lips. They were throbbing, and she had no doubt they were slightly swollen from his kiss. Her breaths came out in soft pants and it took her a few seconds to even out her breathing.

She pushed at his chest again and fought the urge to punch the smirk off his face. The fact that she would only break her fingers stopped her from doing so. Turning to open the door, she wasn't surprised when he took her wrist in his hand to stop her. "Godric has told me to tell you that it would be a personal favor to him if you help me. He also mentioned that you owed him one?"

Sookie cursed Godric anew, in every language she could speak. He was obviously talking about the one where she asked him to look over Eric. Damn vampire. Summoning all the patience she could muster, Sookie nodded. She would do this favor for Godric and her one thousand year debt would be repaid. She knew she had been defeated.

"I have work tomorrow night but I finish at 9. Where should I meet you?" His smirk grew to a grin and she longed to wipe it off his smug face. Damn Viking. He knew full well what he did to her. Eric brought her trapped hand to his lips which drew her attention to them and despite herself, she imagined kissing him again. She stared as he brushed the back of her hand against his lips in a kiss that sent a shudder through her. When she tore her gaze away from the sight to look at his eyes, she found them shining with amusement.

Sookie frowned. "You look like you want to strike me Miss. Stackhouse."

Without thinking, she replied as she pulled her hand out of his grip. "That's because I do. And if you touch me without my permission again, I will strike you."

He chuckled, which only made her want to punch him harder. "My club is called Fangtasia, it's in Shreveport. We'll have everything ready for you by the time you arrive." Faster than she could track, he was gone.

When she entered the house, she leaned against it for strength. Eric affected her more than she imagined. She had thought that seeing him and knowing he was well would be enough for her. After the kiss they had just shared, she doubted it immensely. He had taken her attraction for him and not only used it against her but used it to master her. Though it was her first kiss, she had responded to his strength and experience. The rational side of her hated that Eric blocked her in and kissed her. However, the Valkyrie in her and her instinct took enjoyment in the fact that he was stronger than her.

Valkyrie revered strength and family. Eric Northman was fiercely loyal and as a vampire, he was one of the strongest for simply living for so long. She couldn't help but be drawn to him. "Freya help me." Was this what if felt like to be cornered by fate she wondered.

She took out her phone and not trusting her voice, she texted Godric with 'We. Are. Even'.

The Next Day

Sookie went down the stairs a little more level headed after a dreamless sleep. She didn't often have dreams; Sookie believed it was because she never had one as a Valkyrie and to her knowledge no Valkyrie had dreams. Dreams were a human function in order to make sense of the many things that happened to them during the day, a Valkyrie had no need to process such information.

Seeing Adele in the kitchen, Sookie gave her a peck on the cheek. "Morning gran. Sleep well?"

"Yes, I did." The old woman gave her a smile before she turned her attention back to the bacon she was cooking. The smell was heavenly and Sookie's stomach growled in answer.

"I might come in a bit late tonight; I have to help out a friend after I finish work. Will you be okay without me?" Her voice laced with concern, she looked towards Adele.

"Oh, don't worry about me dear. The doctors all say I'm as fit as a fiddle." It hurt a little to hear the lie but Sookie smiled as though nothing was wrong. Adele was a sweet old woman, who deserved children and grandchildren to look after her while she was ill. She was disappointed the witches couldn't have given her memories of children living in another state or grandchildren attending college. Adele had been childless and an early widow. The people in town as well as Adele thought Sookie was Adele's only grandchild and that her child had passed away in a flash flood when Sookie was just a baby.

Sookie got the plates for the both of them and popped two pieces of bread into the toaster before edging Adele out of the way so she could cook.

"So, who is the friend who needs your help after hours?" The question had caught her off guard.

"Just a friend gran. He thinks someone is stealing from his bar so he asked me to be with him while the police question his employees."

"It's not Sam is it? Who would steal from him? He's such a lovely, decent boy."

She laughed a little at the thought of Sam, who was a shifter being considered a boy. "No, it's not Sam. Eric owns a bar in Shreveport."

"Eric? I don't think you've mentioned an Eric before."

Even in her advanced age, Adele was sharp. "We just recently became acquainted."

"And he already has you driving all the way out to Shreveport. I should have a word with him. The police couldn't give him a daytime interview?"

"Eric's…" Sookie briefly wondered if she should tell Adele Eric was a vampire. She weighed the options before deciding that she wasn't going to see him after that night so there was no harm. "Eric's a vampire."

"Oh, goodness and here I just assumed he was human. You take all the time you need to help your friend, Sookie. It must not be easy for him to run a business as a vampire. So many people now days are so prejudiced."

"You…you're not worried?"

"Of course I am. I'm worried whenever you drive and whenever you go out. But I trust your judgment and I trust you Sookie." She would be sad, Sookie realized when Adele passed.

That night, Sookie arrived at Fangtasia at 10:30 after changing into a white dress in the back room of Merlotte's. When she was a Valkyrie, she hadn't worn anything but armor and slacks. The first few weeks as a human had been awkward, trying on new clothes and fashion styles but she discovered she liked being more feminine than she was used to. It was oddly exciting because it felt like something that was forbidden for her.

When she entered the bar, all of the lights were on and there were three vampires in the room. Eric and Pamela were among them but she didn't know the third.

"You didn't tell me Sookie Stackhouse was coming." Pamela eyed her, obviously amused because of their run in a few weeks ago.

"Pamela, I'm happy to see you again." Sookie said the pleasantries though she didn't mean it.

"Just Pam is fine."

"When did the two of you meet?" Eric asked the question, his gaze was still on her and she had to suppress the urge to shiver.

"She came in a few weeks ago looking for you. Said you two went way back." Before the conversation could go any further, Sookie spoke up, wanting to get the ordeal over with.

"So, where are they?" She quickly looked at the vampire behind the bar and checked to make sure they really were the only ones in the club.

"The humans are in the back room, I'll show you to my office and you can interview them there."

She nodded, and followed as Eric led the way. Sookie took that time to appreciate his tall and lean figure from behind as well has his hair which reached his shoulders. He was completely unchanged from his time as a human which made it harder for her to think of him as something other than a Viking.

His office was a bit cluttered and smaller than she imagined in her head. As she got closer to his desk, a sword on the wall behind his desk caught her eye. The hilt was bronze and the steel had been well kept but it was unmistakably Viking. Her gaze stayed on it for a moment longer than necessary before she sat at his desk, dwarfed by the size of it; she imagined she didn't look intimidating in the slightest.

Eric only smirked as he motioned for Pam to bring in the first human. The man was a little round, probably in his mid 40's and wore glasses. He was obviously also distraught and close to a panic attack. True to his word, no one else entered but she could see Pam and the other vampire just outside. Eric shut the door before sitting the man down in front of her.

"I trust this room is soundproof?" At his nod, she relaxed somewhat in his leather chair.

"Pam, Longshadow and I are partners in this club. And we recently noticed that $60,000 has gone missing from our books. Bruce is our accountant." Eric crossed his arms, appearing bigger and more intimidating than before. The black wife beater shirt only emphasized his muscular arms.

Sookie focused her attention on Bruce and delved into his thoughts. Within a minute, she knew that he hadn't done it. "It's not him."

"You're certain?"

"Yes. He's honest, cowardly; he doesn't have the guts to do it. He's also intelligent enough to know that stealing from you would be a death wish."

"Bruce, think of a number."

Before Eric could ask her, she answered. "524."

"How did you-?" Interrupting the question, Sookie shot Eric a bored expression.

"I'm done here. Bruce didn't steal the money and doesn't know who did."

Bruce exhaled a breath and wiped some of the perspiration from his forehead. "That's what I've been trying to say."

Silently, Eric opened the door and Pam walked in to get Bruce. She was obviously surprised the interview had finished so quickly but she knew better than to say anything at the moment.

"Our arrangement was that you glamour him." Sookie stood up, trying to stop Pam before she took the man out.

"Pam will see to it that he's glamoured."

Appeased somewhat, Sookie sat back down, trusting Eric's word. When the door closed, Sookie felt Eric watching her, most likely trying to figure her out.

"Why did you tell Pam we knew each other?" She had been expecting the question and believed it had been on his mind since Pam brought it up.

"I lied. I came here because I know Godric. I was wondering if you knew how to reach him." The lie came easily to her.

"How do you and Godric know each other?"

"I'm not at liberty to say." Before he pressed the issue, the door opened and Pam walked in with a brunette.

The human was showing more skin than covering it which made Sookie tilt her head to the side. She sat down, crossing her legs in front of her and raised her brows at Sookie. "This is Yvetta, a dancer here."

Without a word, Sookie delved into her thoughts but they were all in Russian, a language she was unfamiliar with because the people hadn't worshiped Woden and Freya. But Sookie did understand the personality and character of Yvetta. She was arrogant, lustful, and greedy but she expected those things. She expected people to fall before her, want her, and give her things.

"It isn't her, she may be a gold digger but she's not a thief. I can gain that much even though I can't understand Russian."

This time Eric didn't question her and merely led Yvetta out to where Pam and Longshadow were waiting.

After the door closed again, Eric took it as a cue to continue asking her questions. "Were you his pet?"

"I am no one's pet!" How dare he?! To be deemed anyone's pet was insulting. "Godric and I are friends; we've never slept together if that's what you mean." Sookie glared at him and stood.

"I meant no offense. It is simply hard to believe Godric has human friends."

"I'm his only human friend. It's obvious the two of you are close. Why don't you just ask him?"

"He told me it wasn't his place."

They were staring at each other, trying to get the other to back down when the door opened again and Pam stepped in with a blonde woman.

"Ginger is the only other human who works here, she's the waitress." Eric broke their staring contest once Pam left the room. Sookie sat, after a second to calm down.

She was forced to focus a little harder on her as Ginger had been glamoured multiple times by multiple vampires so much so that her thoughts were a jumble. A pang of pity went through her. "Ginger, do you know who stole from Eric?"

Sookie didn't bother listening to what she said and instead used the question to better hone in on what she wanted to know. But no matter how much she tried to uncover the woman's thoughts, they were blank. "She didn't steal the money but she's been glamoured." Sookie turned her attention to Eric and closed herself off from Ginger's thoughts. "How well do you trust Longshadow and Pam?"

The sudden anger that showed on Eric's face was frightening even if it wasn't directed at her. She half expected him to rip his office door from its hinges but he masked all of his emotions and ordered Pam to take Ginger out in Swedish. She understood the language and simply listened in as he told her to glamour her. Eric also ordered Pam to bring in silver. Pam, who Sookie now realized was Eric's progeny nodded. She had known Eric had become a maker from Godric in 1956 but Sookie hadn't known his child was a female.

Sookie saw Ginger leave but she had shot Longshadow a fearful look. It went unnoticed by the vampire as he stepped into the office, clearly thinking he was in the clear.

"So it was Ginger. I didn't think a stupid bitch like her could do it. Guess the human was of help after all."

"Yes, she was very helpful." Sookie remained silent and rose from her seat, intending on leaving the room so Eric could take care of his business.

The tone of Eric's voice alerted Longshadow that something was wrong but it was too late, Eric had bared his fangs and had the other vampire by the throat and against the wall in under a second. Sookie could tell that Eric was older and more powerful so she wasn't concerned.

"What are you doing?" Longshadow demanded.

"He knows you stole from him and glamoured Ginger to cover it up." Sookie said as she passed the two vampires on her way towards the door. Pam returned with gloves on and silver in her hands. Once Pam tied the silver around Longshadow's hands and neck, Eric released him. Longshadow hissed and Sookie could hear the distinct sound of burning flesh.

"Put him in his coffin, I'll deal with him later. Sookie, if you'll just wait a moment, I'll give you a check."

At the door, she turned and bushed him off. "I don't need to be paid. It was a favor to Godric. Now, if that's everything, I'd like to go home and get on with my normal life."

Sookie sauntered out and was almost to the main area of the club when Eric blurred past her and blocked her exit. "You might not believe it but you're not human Sookie, not entirely. There is no normal life for you."

"Don't be ridiculous." But even as the words left her lips, Sookie was now unsure. The entire day, she had wondered why she lost her physical powers but her telepathy remained. She knew the body she now possessed was human so it didn't make sense to her.

"Normal humans can't read minds and they don't smell the way you do."

"And what do I smell like?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"It's hard to explain. But you smell intoxicating. As a vampire, it's very difficult to resist the urge to see if you taste as good as you smell." He stalked closer to her and she remembered the night before. "You smell vaguely familiar but I've never met anyone with your power."

The last part surprised her. She always watched him from Valhalla or asked Godric about him. The last time she had seen him in person besides a few weeks ago was in 1722 and he had been unconscious. "I'm sure Godric will tell you all about me after I'm dead."

She also didn't act or speak like a normal human, Eric thought as he tried to figure her out. Most humans, especially the women would have shrieked or screamed to see a vampire attack another. Sookie had regarded them almost as though she were bored with the fight. She didn't run away either and had leisurely walked out.

Using his superior speed, Eric had her against the wall in the hallway, his hands on her shoulders to keep her in place. She looked up at him, with only her breathing a little shallow but otherwise unafraid. It made him want to see how far he could push her. "If I tasted your blood, I could better determine what you are." He showed her his fangs to emphasize his words.

"I'm not a fangbanger, and my blood would only prove that I'm a human." He brushed her hair away from her neck and leaned down. A rumble of approval went through him when her pulse jumped. He trailed his tongue across the side of her delicate neck, feeling her shiver. "If you bite me, Godric will not be pleased."

Her threat was a feeble one. Godric had no qualms about sharing humans before. "I thought you weren't his pet." He lifted his head but kept his fangs bared.

"I'm not. As his friend, he wouldn't want you snacking on me." He chuckled and retracted his fangs.

"Very well. Although I promise, you would enjoy my fangs in you." Among other things. His hands trailed from her shoulders, down her arms and to her hips. The dress she wore was soft but he had no doubt she would be softer.

"Eric." His name on her lips was oddly arousing, especially since she had said it so sweetly. She placed her hands on his shoulders, reminding him of how they clutched him last night, pulling him closer. She stepped away from the wall and he let her. His grin faltered when she pulled him down to her awaiting knee, hitting him in the stomach. It hadn't hurt but she started hopping away on one foot, her hands on her knee.

"Ouch. Stupid vampire." After a few moments, she stopped and huffed, shooting him a cold glare, she stomped away while he started laughing.

Pam returned from her task to find him still laughing at the mysterious woman.

"Our little zoo is starting to grow."

"I know. What do you think she is?"

"I'm not sure but I intend to find out. I want everything you can find out about her on my desk by tomorrow night. Oh, and send an email to the Authority about Longshadow, I'll take care of him tomorrow."

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. As you can see, I'm moving things around and trying to give it my own flare. I know there are a lot of fanfictions rewriting the events in the show and while I kind of wanted to do the same thing, I also didn't want to limit myself to what's already happened on the show. As such more things will be moved around and a lot of side characters and storylines won't appear. I feel they detract from the story rather than add to it.

As you can see Jason also doesn't exist in this fic and Bill doesn't show up because no one knows that she's telepathic.

Reviews are highly appreciated.