Chapter 2: Besvara Hennes samtal: Answering her call

I shook my head as I walked out of Fangtasia. How could I be in love with Sookie? She is human, I am Vampire. Of course she is supposedly in love with Bill Compton. I scowled as thoughts of her in his arms filled my head of her moaning to my touch. It made me sick. Bill was nowhere near good enough for Sookie. Bill was a Bigger smärta i min röv (pain in my ass) than the whores that worked for me or hung around the club. But I had never cared about what they did until recently. What was becoming of me was I turning into a vampire who showed compassion towards humans or cared what they did. As I climbed into my sleek black Camero I grinned as listened to Pam and Alba enjoy themselves. I turned on the radio not wanting to sit in silence which would probably cause my mind to drift to unwanted thoughts. I switched from station to station hating song after song. I was finally able settle on a song by a group called Tatu. I tapped my foot to the lyrics of the song. Being drawn deeper into the lyrics of the song.

All the things she said

All the things she said

Running through my head

Running through my head

Running through my head

(Running through my head)

All the things she said

All the things she said

Running through my head

Running through my head

(Running through my head)

This is not enough

I'm in serious shit, I feel totally lost

If I'm asking for help it's only because

Being with you has opened my eyes

Could I ever believe such a perfect surprise?

I keep asking myself, wondering how

I keep closing my eyes but I can't block you out

Wanna fly to a place where it's just you and me

Nobody else so we can be free

Nobody else so we can be free

I shut off the engine and walked up the steps to Sookie's Home and knocked on the door. Sookie opened the door on the third knock. She said something but I wasn't paying attention I was to focused on what she was wearing. She had on a spaghetti strap green shirt that complimented her curves and also her medium sized breast.

"Eric won't you please come in" she said almost as if she was pleased to see me.

"Why of course Sookie thank you very much" I replied staring into her eyes.

"I a little surprised you came Eric I thought you despised humans" she said

"Oh I do but I would never pass up a chance to spend some quality time with my favorite Human" I replied seductively.

She blinked her eyes but quickly switched her from her awed expression back to her poker face

" I need to know what you know about the faerie's" she said biting her lip and picking up a pen and paper.

"Why" I asked curiously as I searched her face for clues?

"I'm j-just c-curious". She nervously stuttered

"Well word word fairy originates from Middle English faierie also fayerye, feirie, fairie, a direct borrowing from Old French faerie Modern French féerie meaning the land, realm, or characteristic activity like enchantments of the legendary people of folklore and romance called faie or fee Modern French fée. Fairies are generally described as human in appearance and having magical powers. Their origins are less clear in the folklore, being variously dead, or some form of demon, or a species completely independent of humans or angels. Folklorists have proposed that their actual origin lies in a conquered race living in hiding, or in religious beliefs that lost currency with the advent of Christianity. These explanations are not necessarily incompatible, and they may be traceable to multiple sources.

Much of the folklore about fairies revolves around protection from their malice, by such means as cold iron. Iron is like poison to fairies, and they will not go near it or charms of rowan and herbs, or avoiding offense by ostracism locations known to be theirs. In a specific, folklore defines how to prevent the fairies from pilfering babies and substituting changelings, and kidnapping elder people as well. Many folktales are told of fairies, and they appear as characters in stories from medieval tales of chivalry, to Victorian fairy tales, and up to the present day in modern literature. In his manuscript, The Secret Commonwealth of Elves, Fauns and Fairies, Reverend Robert Kirk, minister of the Parish of Aberfoyle, Stirling, Scotland, wrote in 1691: These Siths or Fairies they call Sleagh Maith or the Good People...are said to be of middle nature between Man and Angel, as were Daemons thought to be of old; of intelligent fluidous Spirits, and light changeable bodies like those called Astral somewhat of the nature of a condensed cloud, and best seen in twilight. These bodies are so pliable through the sublety of Spirits that agitate them, which they can make them appear or disappear at pleasure" I answered still curios.

"Thank you so much Eric, if there is anything I can do to repay for this favor don't hesitate to ask"she said smiling at me kindly.

"Well, since Bill is out of the picture….." I said motioning to her gorgeous body

"That is out of the question and you know it Eric" She spat

"Well you can't blame for at least making an effort, im nothing if not hopeful. I said

I stood up and walked to the door turning to her before I left to place a gentle kiss on her cheek. When I pulled back her cheeks were sexy shade of scarlet. I chuckled and ran my hand through my short blonde hair. Then I turned and walked back to my car.

~2 hours later~

I can still feel the softness of her cheek and see the beautiful shade of scarlet across her face. I wonder if that extends to the rest of her body. I wonder why she wanted to know so much about Faerie's. She usually only calls upon me when Bill needs Help. But today she caught me off guard what could she possibly want with Faerie's?