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2. Honesty

It was the second bottle of whiskey Angus drowned in no time. He hadn't said a word after Sookie revealed her secret. He was too shocked and lost in thoughts. He shook his head as if he was dismissing a crazy idea and was about to fill his glass one more time when he realized that the bottle was empty. He put the bottle back on the table in an angry gesture. Sookie shot a worried glance to Alcide. He hasn't looked away from his friend since the incident. He didn't know what to say or to do. After all it's been 10 years and both men grew apart inevitably.

"My compliments. You don't look like someone who has such fine whiskey at home, Sookie. I'll compensate the … loss. I promise." Angus said after a while.

"Oh no, that's absolutely fine. I'm not much of a drinker nor do I have guests who would … appreciate it the way you did." Sookie was her old self, all smiley and friendly. Although she was pretty impressed that, after this huge amount of alcohol, Angus could stand up straight. Not showing even the slightest sign of being drunk.

"That's out of the question! I insist! And a wolf never breaks his promise." He winked at her. "But now I better be going. I still have to find a missing wolf AND now deal with this news about Alcides new girl." He stepped out of the house on the porch. The sun was about to set. It was amazing how fast the time went by.

"She is not my girl!"

"I'm not his girl!" Alcide and Sookie went after Angus, both of them outraged.

"Yeah right, me too! See you around guys." Angus laughed out loud, got in his car and drove off.

In his car he was thinking about the telepath and her offer to help him find her. That might be his only chance. He didn't even have a clue where to start. He may be the second in command but that doesn't mean that he knows everything that's going on around the Alpha, her and their decisions. At least he had found his best mate. He had to meet him again and talk to him. Maybe together they find the right thing to do.

Angus had rented a room in a small Hotel in Shreveport. The room was cheap and small. As he entered he could see to his right a table with three chairs, then a small double bed with two bedside tables with an old lamp on each of them. To his left there were two drawers with a small TV on one of them. Next to the bed was a door. He assumed that he would find the bathroom behind it. He didn't like it at all. He was used to some more luxury but he wouldn't be staying for long. He put his bag on the bed. He opened it and took out a picture, his favorite one. They took it only a year ago. It showed him with an annoyed face, mouth full with sausages, and her. She was a real beauty: Long blond hair, big blue eyes, flawless skin and such a wonderful smile. She loved to laugh. In this picture she had put her arms around Angus' neck while he was sitting on a chair. She smiled the most beautiful smile and ruffled his short brown hair.

After a while Angus realized that his free hand was clutched into a fist and that he almost destroyed the picture frame. It was a birthday present from her. He could remember every single word of their conversation back then:

"I know why you gave me this. You want to embarrass me. Look how stupid I look next to you."

"Well, it's not the best picture of you indeed. But do you remember that day when Phil took that picture?" She coked her head and looked at him with wild eyes.

"How could I forget? That day was when I became the second in command of this pack." He out the picture on his desk.

"Yes, but you were also the one who convinced my brother to let me have my first patrol. You were the only one who was on my side, who thought that I'm old and strong enough to do this." She took his big hand into hers. He was surprised by this touch but he liked it. He liked her. So much. He remembered every single detail of that horrible day.

"Right. And you almost died that day." They looked each other deep in the eyes for a long time. Angus raised his right hand and stroked her cheek softly.

"But I was happy." She whispered. Her free hand touched his and kept it in place on her cheek while she moved towards him. As their lips almost touched the door flew open.

Angus shook his head to chase the memory away. It made him weak and that was the last thing he wanted to be right now. He needed to be strong, fearless and without mercy. As he put the picture back into his bag he promised himself that he would find her again. Alive.

Then he took his clothes off and the last thing you could see was a pair of golden eyes disappearing into the dark.

It was 9 o'clock in the morning when someone tried to break through Sookies door.

"God, who is this? Do you know what time it is?" A sleepy Sookie opened the door after tugging her dressing gown tight around her chest.

"Morning, sunshine!"

"Angus? What do you want? It is 9 o'clock in the morning!" Sookie frowned.

"I'm sorry to wake you but you know I'm kinda on a mission and I wanted to talk to you … and Alcide. Isn't he here? Oh and I bring breakfast." He held up a large paper bag with warm rolls.

"Naah … now you're here. Come in." She stepped aside so that He could enter her house. "No, Alcide is not here. Why would he be here anyway?"

"I may be a guy but I know chemistry when I see and smell it." Angus winked at her and made his way to the kitchen.

"Trust me. Alcide and I are just friends. And after the bad experiences I made lately I don't want to be in a relationship right now. I enjoy my freedom so to speak." She put Angus' rolls on the table. "Okay, make yourself at home. I'll go and have shower and get ready."

"Alright, take your time."

While Sookie was upstairs getting ready for her visitor she was wondering why Angus would visit her. Maybe he thought about her proposal to help searching the missing wolf. If this is true then she should call Alcide just in case. But what if they were unsuccessful even with Alcides help? Who could they ask for support? It certainly must be someone who has connections throughout the world of the supernatural. Just for a brief second Eric's image appeared in her mind. Why Eric's and not Bills? She didn't know. She didn't even want to know it. So she just shook her head, put her hair in a ponytail and headed downstairs into the kitchen. What she saw made her catch her breath: There were Angus' rolls, fresh fruits, and pancakes with syrup, bacon, eggs and sausages galore. She saw strawberry jam and honey and a box of cereals, a big pot of milk next to it. Angus was about to fill their cups with coffee when he noticed Sookie standing in the doorway.

"Now come on in. It's your kitchen anyway."

"Angus! What did you do? And how did you do it? This is the most impressive breakfast in this house since … since my gran died." Her eyes became a little watery.

"Oh no, I didn't mean to … Sookie. I'm sorry." He put one arm around her and leaded her to a chair where she sat down.

"No Angus, it's alright. Believe me. It's just so beautiful." She smiled. He returned the smile and sat down next to her. They started to eat. Sometimes Sookie moaned because the food was so delicious. In all honesty, she never thought of Angus to be such a brilliant cook.

"If you don't mind I'd like to ask you a question." She leaned back in her chair, petting her belly.

"Anything. What do you want to know? Oh … more pancakes?" He roared with laughter when he saw Sookies face. She looked like she would puke any moment if she ate another piece of this delicascies.

"Okay okay … just kidding. What do you want to know?"

"This wolf you are looking for, why is he so important?"

Angus took a deep breath. After showing up out of the blue he owned her an explanation.

"This is quite a long story."

"I don't mind. I don't start work until 7 o'clock." She took another sip of her coffee and made herself comfortable on her chair.

"You asked for it." He cleared his throat. "At first it's not a male wolf. It's a woman. Her name is Linnea and she is the sister of my Alpha, Henric."