PART TWO

Chapter 4

his back had been to her as she had spoken and he turned back to see if he had heard her right. instead, he was greeted by the sounds of the machines she was hooked up to starting to beep. she was crashing and within a few moments, the room was being filled with doctors and nurses and upon seeing him there in her room, no doubt they were scared to death, as mush as they wanted to do their job. "I don't have time for this but she is coming with me…tell no one I was here because if I hear anyone has squealed….rest assured I will make a repeat appearance." he said to the four assembled in the room, including her doctor. of course, all recognized just who it was they were facing and as such, none were foolish enough to want to challenge him. they were not suicidal. "I will care for her from here on out and should any of you happen to get any intel on the one what put her in this bed…you know where you can find me."

She felt a surge of fear and worry race through her battered body and she couldn't do anything but look and grip him firmly. As firmly as she could, anyway. She started blacking out as she was swept from the room. Neither of them spoke a work as she was brought not to where she expected to be brought, but to a steel grey house what looked more like a fortress than anything else. There was a tall stone fence and security to the nines all around the area and she knew thus could only be his house. "I….I always thought you lived in the bar…. " she said almost sleepily, her body still aching, nowhere near healed to her liking. Even her faerie magic wasn't enough to heal her. Magic that she knew was finite. Somehow, she hoped to change that, but it was only a pipe dream, she figured.

There came a low laugh as he set down on the immaculately manicured lawn. "Well, the opportunity to bring you home never really materialized over the years….though yes, I did spend the days at Fangtasia for awhile and hadn't had a real home in some time. Centuries, really. I spent a lot of time taking what I wanted over the years, homes being the big thing….but this is all on the up and up. Paid for and more secure than fort Knox. Light tight. Though I admit the late bitch queen Sophie Anne did give me an idea to put in a day room of my own."

Interrupting, Pam broke into the conversation. "You said in the text was for me to meet you here and if not for the new staff we got to help Ginger out I wouldn't have come. I ain't gonna risk letting her do something stupid in my-our-absence." she arched a brow at the girl in bed. "So….what's the story? You get yourself some redneck instead of- " Pam stopped as arm grabbed her roughly, escorting her from the room. Out in the hallway, her maker looked livid.

"I asked for your help but if this is what you want to do, to start thing s up with her again….you've no idea what she's gone through." giving her the details, the smirk on Pam's face faded, finding herself surprisingly offended by that which the girl had endured. "She has saved her necks in the past and your jealousy has never gone unnoticed. But keep being hostile, keep on with that snark…I can make sure that you are far removed from us."

She said nothing snaky but had to ask. "You think this is another chance with her? I don't want to see you going down that path again, it nearly killed you once."

"Yes, I am well aware of that…..and for the moment, all I want to do is heal her. But I think she may not want anything from me….so I thought…."

"You want me to give her my blood…to heal her. Because you don't want to be tied to her again."

"If she will accept your help, yes, if she refuses…then I will step in. that bastard…he did this to her, took her baby…..and he is still out there. No doubt he will try coming back for her. At least here, she is safer than that hospital. So. Are you ready to finally put aside your feelings towards her? Because somehow I think you could become good friends. I was tired of the rivalry you started then and I have no patience for it now. Because as much as I love you and would do anything for you, you and I both know things have changed for some time. I would choose her over you if it came down to it."

It was a long time coming, Pam knew. Even with the few years that they hadn't seen or heard from the waitress, Pam knew deep down somehow, they could and would reconnect and that day was there. Truthfully, though she wouldn't admit it, she was not surprised. She had hoped that someone wound come into his life and love him like deserved to be. That she had always felt some guilt after the way he had lost Sylvie, having had to make a choice that was unbearable. The pain she had felt for him in the aftermath if watching the girl be run through with a blade, it had been heartwrenching for Pam and though she would never speak of it, she had always wanted to try to make up for it, though her own personal preferences had long since swung towards girls. Here a new chance was presented and she supposed, if it had to be anyone to try to fix that which she knew was still broken, if not terribly damaged.

"I….look, I only want to look out for you and I wouldn't have gone through the trouble if I hadn't cared. Maybe being friends with her won't be…..terrible… Pam said, knowing that she couldn't bear it to have things become broken between him and her. She would do anything she could to keep that from happening. Even friending her somewhat rival.

His face softened as he opened the door to the room again. "Good." he said as he crossed to the bed where the waitress was laying, looking uncomfortable and in pain. "How do you feel about Pam here healing you?" Eric said as he sat on the side of the bed, raking a hand through his hair, almost anxiously. "Too much time has passed, we need to get you healed up. Now."

There was clearly a reluctance to be haled by either of them. That much was clear in her eyes. "I wish you could heal everything that was wrong with me now and I….just…I think I am better off with the pain I have, to heal up on my own. Maybe take me home tomorrow? "she asked hopefully. And the two looked at one another, surprised at the defeated tone in her voice. And then he appeared, in a flash of light, another face familiar to her and one who, at least meeting, she had been less than kind to.

Chapter 5

"Niall…" Sookie said as she blinked up into the face of her grandfather, who was looking at her quite sternly. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard there was trouble and unfortunately with some issues I dealt with back home, I couldn't get her as soon as I would have liked. But why are you so stubborn? Allowing the pain in you to fester then there is help so close...I was the one that sent word to him, you know, when I couldn't get here. I saw everything and I was detained by a rebel clan of faeries at the time. I told you once I didn't like the other vampire for you. This one is different."

She arched her back, the pain killers she had been hooked up to with the iv fluids at the hospital wearing off. Through her pain, she glared at her grandfather. "If you're wanting to start a conversation about my love life, I think you could have picked a better life. ….do you have any clue what I lost?"

Her grandfather nodded sadly. "Yes, I do and I wish you could at least allow these two to heal your body for you.

Sookie winced as she rubbed a hand on her scarred stomach, where they had removed the lifeless form from her while put under. "Fine….but if Pam will do it….." she said before passing out from the pain and with a stiff nod from the faerie king and her maker, Pam set to work at healing the battered girl.

"Thank you for getting her, if I had been able to get to her sooner, I would have made that husband of hers pay." Niall said as he watched the process, worry on his face.

A face equally as concerned was watching over the scene playing out. "I plan on finding him and doing just that…." he paused. "I know we haven't really had a chance to meet….but-"

"I know all about you. Legendary in your own right and the only man I have seen that truly respects and cares for her the way she deserves to be. She is royalty after all, and I suppose it is fitting, you coming from where you did." Niall sighed as the feeding stopped and Pam's wrist healed from the bite wound, Sookie resting comfortably, her face more or less normal again, no more marks on her face, blemishes. "she is going to have trouble discovering the truth she has so stubbornly ignored and pushed down. I know her thoughts even as she dreams now. Perk of mind reading power." Niall said with a devilish grin. "She hasn't ever gotten over you, even when she married that piece of trash. There has always been regret. Even now, she fears hurting you again, which is why she has shown reluctance, hesitation…don't let her get away again. I for one, have come here for another reason. I want to make sure she is as protected as well as she can possibly be. And it is time she had the power to do so. She is only a part faerie but I can give her full power. Power that will never run out or fail her. My gift to her this-" he stopped as she awoke with a start, looking disoriented but healed perfectly, at least physically.

"Where am I, what happened?" she blurted out before things fell back into place. "And I heard that…..you can give me full powers, powers that wont crap out and fail me? How is that possible?" she said, leaning back slowly with the help of her grandfather.

"Look around you at those standing her and ask how they are possible. Miracles are happening every day and life has many a mystery that can never be fully explained. Things are as they are and I want to offer you this gift, if you will have it." Niall said, sitting beside her on the bed, the two vampires watching with interest.

"I…never really wanted the power I had to begin with and now, you say I can be made more powerful. Permanently. And if not for him…" she gave the Viking a pointed look. "I never would have embraced who and what I was. I took things for granted and now, with that whish had happened…" she bit her lip and closed her eyes. "Will it hurt, what you need to do? Because I have had more than enough pain lately."

"Oh, no, no pain but all gain." Niall produced a bottle from inside his vest pocket, a vial of what looked like pure light, brighter than anything she could imagine and the colors….it was a living rainbow, for lack of a better description. "Drink this and you will be more powerful than you could ever imagine." he held the fist sized bottle to her and she stole a glance at the others in the room, her fingers, hands shaking. And as she opened the bottle, she smelled a fruity, friendly scent to it, almost like orange with a splash of apple. And with one large gulp, she downed the contents and could see the strange substance move through her, through ever appendage. And she felt herself get stronger, it was a surreal feeling to be sure and clenching her eyes shut as a wave of a ticking sensation fell over her, she opened them, revealing her eyes had, for a moment taken on a eerie purplish glow, fading back to brown as the rest of the glow around her faded.

"And so I leave you with your friends and your power but rest assured, should you need me, call my name and I will be here. I wont let you down again." Niall said, cursing himself for not having been able to get to her sooner. With a kiss to her head, he was about to leave when she had something to say.

"I was terrible to you last time we met and I am…..I am sorry." she said, almost in a whimper. And she bolted from the bed, clad in her hospital gown and hugged her grandfather tight, dampening his clothes with her tears. He ran a hand down her back reassuringly.

"I understand where you were coming from and now, I can only hope you are in a better place. don't make the mistake you did before, dear one. For your sake and those who love you." And with that, Niall vanished, his forgiveness giving her a slight glow, not one that was visible but certainly she felt somewhat assuaged.

"As fashionable as you look, how about I find you some clothes…" Pam said, getting them all back to reality and with a small smile, Sookie left the room, leaving a somewhat hopeful Viking in her wake. What happened next, was anyone's guess. All any of them could hope for was that these broken bridges long ago burnt and wrecked, could be healed and repaired.

TO BE CONTINUED