A/N: Hello guys. Thank you for your wonderful reviews. I appreciate them all including the favs and follows.

So, this was chapter might be a little off with the information from True Blood. There was just so much things to consider like if this didn't happen...that wouldn't happen either?

You get me?

As much as I possibly can I've been trying to put it as near as True Blood as possible. I may have made mistakes and I may have left some things out. So the mistakes are all mine.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Sigh...

APOV

"Gran? Who was he?" 5-year old Sookie asked as she stared at her grandmother with wide eyes.

Adele; who was still reeling in fear and shock at what she had just witnessed stayed silent for a long moment. It was until she felt Sookie tug her arm when Adele realized that she was still aiming her gun where Warlow was. Quickly she told Sookie to turn around and hid her shotgun on top of the cupboard. "You should stay away from that man Sookie." Adele instructed when she turned her granddaughter around.

Her eyebrows crinkled and her nose scrunched up. "But why?"

"He's a bad man. When you see him run and yell for help. You got that?" Sookie nodded and hugged her Gran's waist sensing her distress. Adele knelt down to hug her back and kissed the top of her head. Even when Sookie needed more soothing than her, her granddaughter still thought of others than herself. A girl like you have enough things going on…you don't deserve this.

Gran wiped the tears off her face before letting go of Sookie. She would not show any sign of weakness right now, Sookie needed her to be strong. "Are you going to tell me why you came downstairs past your bedtime?"

"I heard you prayin' for God to help you. Somethin' 'bout a monster!" She raised her favourite stuffed toy in front of her. "That's why I brought Barker, he helped me with monsters."

Adele chuckled and nodded. "How about you and Jason and little Barker here sleep next to me in my bed?"

Sookie beamed and ran upstairs with Barker held tightly in her arms. Adele sniffed and locked the doors tight; she needed to tell Corbette and Michelle about this. And the police too. They might not believe her when she tells them that some strange man entered who claimed to be a 5,000-year old faerie vampire hybrid. Oh, who also had light coming out of his hands and could read minds to boot.

She sighed and locked the front door. Then returning to the kitchen to check the back door, that's when she noticed that Macklyn had left his contract. Its presence was insulting, she wanted to shred it into tiny bits of pieces, and burn it into ashes.

But she couldn't, Adele knew that this paper would be another piece of important information that could get Sookie out of this awful mess.

When times got hard for her, she really missed Earl. He had the same special abilities as Sookie. Their kids barely spoke about it but that was because they didn't understand. But Adele did, she knew what he went through everyday since they were kids.

With Earl here, he would have helped their granddaughter and protected her. Adele put her hand in front of her mouth and held back a sob. God she missed him.

After the first horrible night she met Warlow, Adele told Corbette and Michelle, never leaving anything out. They didn't believe her. Although, so did the police after she called them later that night.

But the police promised to keep a police car outside her house with one office for the night just in case Warlow came back.

No one thought she was telling the truth. They said it was just her imagination. And that it was just her way of grieving due to their loss of Earl.

Something about stress and escaping reality.

It was one of those moments that Adele thought God was testing her.

She stopped trying to convince everybody else and decided to take matters in her own hands. The contract's existence was proof of him being there. And she went to the Bon Temp's and Shreveport's city library about the strange language it was written in. Maybe if she could translate them, a lawyer could find a loophole.

It was a long shot and she knew it. But she had to do something for Sookie.

So far, none had come up. Not even the university and the museums in the big city knew what the language was. The letters had little repetition and several symbols hardly looked alike. She was close to giving up when an expert explained that the paper used for the contract was very old. It could even date back in the 16th century.

But the harder the search got the stronger possibility that maybe Warlow was gone for good. He never came back nor did he make any moves to do so. After a few months, it all seemed normal again for them. It was peaceful even.

A year after Warlow's visit.

At Jason's 9th birthday, the family brought in his friends from school and other townspeople to Adele's house to celebrate. Adele took precautions and made Sookie stay next to her no matter what. Not that Sookie minded. She loved her Gran and watching her cook delicious food.

But while Adele was cooking in the kitchen, Michelle took Sookie away near the stairs, telling her to wear the yellow dress instead of the blue one.

But Sookie didn't want to; her classmates thought her yellow dress was ugly. Michelle took her to the corner and told her to go upstairs and she'll be right up to help her.

Sookie cringed when her mother gripped her shoulders too hard. She started crying when she heard how her mom was so fucking sick of her. Why can't she be like Jason?

Then she heard her Mrs. Fortenberry. Tsk. Tsk. Poor Crazy Sookie.

"I'm not crazy." Sookie whispered. Michelle gripped her plate from Sookie's hand but she wasn't finished with her food yet. Gran always said that every grain of rice and piece of food was a blessing. "Mama! I'm not done with my food yet!"

"Give me the plate." Michelle whispered at her angrily. A few people looked their way and Michelle hated it. More angry thoughts were bombarded at Sookie. Not just from her mom but also from her dad and even Jason. But Jason just complained why Sookie had to be such a brat all the time.

"Shut up!" Sookie screamed and everybody in the house ceased their conversation to see what was going on. "Stop talking! Stop talking!" She threw her plate on the floor and ran off crying. Corbette ran and called for her to come back. She was having those tantrums again.

Michelle rubbed her forehead in frustration. Damn it Sookie! She held her tears at bay and apologized at the thrilled guests. Michelle could hear the whispers and gossips. She could imagine them telling stories how her daughter was crazy. A Looney.

After Michelle walked out and saw Corbette sitting outside on the porch steps, she demanded where Sookie was. He didn't answer. "Corbette?"

After a long moment, he sighed. "She went to the forest." He started sniffing and rubbing his face with both hands. "I'm so fuckin' tired of this, Mich."

"I know. I am too." It's not like they haven't tried, they went to different doctors and psychologists. But no one could cure whatever she had. Nothing about her was abnormal or odd. Saying that she could just read body language and facial expressions real well.

Bullshit. Her daughter was insane. She sat next to him and looked around. "Where's Sookie?"

"In the forest. Going God knows where. I lost track when she headed towards the cemetery. I gave her time to just cool down."

"I'll look for her."

She got up and jogged towards the cemetery. It was a few minutes before she saw the tombstones. It was fucking creepy and she wanted to leave quickly.

"Sookie?" She called looking right and left for her. "Sookie! Come back. Momma's sorry for hurting you. I really am."

In a flash, a man had appeared in front of her face. Snarling and growling…it didn't sound human. She yelped and stumbled back. A man who looked to be in his late 20's was looming above her. He was ruggedly handsome with his scruff and brown short hair but his eyes looked pure evil. "Did you hurt my Sookie?"

"Wh—what?" Fear gripped Michelle too hard that no words could possibly come up.

"Did. You. Hurt. My. Sookie?" He bellowed and gripping her neck and making her stand up.

Michelle was shocked and she closed her eyes in fear. "N—no!"

"I heard you!" He bellowed. His tolerance of her was wearing very thin. Warlow trespassed in her mind and what he found made him livid.

"Michelle! Get your fucking hands off of her!" Corbette ran towards Warlow and as quick as lightning Sookie's father was hit on the gut before he got caught by the neck.

As Warlow held his two captives by the necks, he slowly lifted them both up. Both struggled and Michelle started to cry. He stared at Corbette and snarled. "And you, you insufferable idiot…are just as bad as her." He tilted his head towards Michelle. "You don't even deserve to have Sookie as your daughter."

She breathed a sigh of relief. It was quiet and it made her feel relieved. Sookie smiled and sat down under a tree near Jesse Compton's house. She saw him at Gran's house, so she thought it'd be fine if she could just rest here.

Sookie didn't mean to yell, but the noise was just starting to hurt her head. She wiped the tears on her face with the back of her hand and sniffed. Momma's goin' be mad.

"Hello." Sookie gasped when she saw a pretty woman wearing a sparkly dress. "Don't be afraid, Sookie. My name is Claudine and I'm here to help you."

Sookie stood up and got a step closer. "Are you an angel?"

Claudine chuckled and shook her head. "No. I'm your fairy godmother."

"You don't have wings." Sookie crossed her arms and huffed. "I don't believe you."

"I have to hide my wings Sookie. Because no one should know that. Can this be our little secret?"

Sookie grinned and nodded. "Okay."

Claudine smiled rather stiffly and asked, "Take my hand, Sookie."

Taking a step back, Sookie asked. "Why?"

"Because, were going to a magical place."

"A magical place?" She gushed in wonder. "Like Disneyland?"

Claudine had no idea where Disneyland was but nodded. "Yes. But better. A place where you won't get hurt. It will be quiet. And peaceful. You'll be even safe from your mom." Claudine assured her as she got closer to Sookie. "Take my hand."

"What about Gran? And Jason? And daddy? Can they come to?"

Claudine closed her eyes and sighed. "You'll see them. I promise." No, Sookie. I'm so sorry.

"I don't believe you." Sookie backed away before running off again.

"Sookie! No. Please!" Claudine shouted before transporting in front of her.

Sookie cried out in surprise. Claudine knelt down and put her hands on the little telepath's cheeks. "There's not much time. Please trust me."

"Get away from her." Claudine and Sookie both flinched at the sound. "She's mine." Warlow snarled.

Sookie couldn't look at the man who said that, her fairy godmother didn't let her. All she saw was her fairy godmother's eyes widen. Run. Run to your Grandmother. No matter what. Keep running. Sookie heard before she was pushed on the ground. Standing up, Sookie ran as fast as she could. She looked back and saw Claudine and a man shoot light out their hands.

It was like fireworks during the Fourth of July. Just then a dark and black circle appeared. Sookie kept running, but looked back again to see Claudine and the man get both pushed each other in the circle. They both disappeared.

Sookie continued to run and run until she saw Gran's house. Keep running…

3 days later…

"Mrs. Stackhouse?" Adele jumped at the noise and turned around to see the librarian call for her.

The librarian whispered her apology for startling her. "It's been an hour now, and my boss might get mad if I let you stay any longer. I'm really sorry ma'am."

Adele smiled. "Aw, that's alright Patricia. I've been too deep in these books I forgot the time." Patricia nodded and went back to her station. As Adele packed her things up, she lifted a book about Vampire myths and carried it towards Patricia. Hoping she could borrow it.

Adele didn't care that the librarian was confused about her choice of books. It was all for research. She's been coming here for months now, this should not surprise the librarian at all. Adele used the library's phone to call Corbette from his workplace in Shreveport saying she was ready to go home before saying her goodbyes to Patricia.

Usually, Adele would go to the library at day and she'll just drive herself home. But since Corbette got transferred to Shreveport, she's been hitching rides with him.

While Adele was waiting for Corbette in front of the library, she could hear moaning and grunting in a few feet away. Appalled, she marched where the sounds were (which was in an alley, between the library and an abandoned building. How romantic.) to give them a piece of her mind.

Although nothing could have prepared her for the sight she saw. A tall, blond man was busy biting a man's neck. There was blood dripping from his neck and Adele gasped when that same man dropped dead on the ground in just a few seconds. The blond man lifted his head slowly and merely raised an eyebrow at Adele's direction, showing off his bloody mouth and fangs.

He was a beautiful man, even in the dark and with her aging eyes she could see that much. With as much strength she could muster she requested, "Before you go and kill me Mister, I'm going to need you to listen up and help me, Mr. Vampire."

A/N: Thank you for reading. And please review and share your ideas. I would LOVE to read what you guys think and what should be.