"Riss...Rissy, please wake up!"

I gasped snapping up to see Sookie looking at me worriedly with Bill at her side. I felt something wet on my lips, and I reached up wiping my fingers across my mouth. I pulled back seeing blood on my finger tips.

"I'm sorry." Bill said. "I gave you my blood to heal you...if I had't you would have died."

I looked down at myself while seeing the large blood stain on my shirt. I inspected the bullet hole, and when I lifted my shirt I saw no wound.

"Holy Styx." I said.

Lightning flashed across the sky with a crash of thundered after it, which caused Sookie to jump. Bill looked at me then up at the sky in wondered.

"Sookie, are you okay?" I asked her.

"Yes." Sookie said then hugged me. "I was so worried about you, Rissy, you weren't waking up at all."

I apologized while hurrying to my feet. I was so pissed off. I couldn't protect her...I couldn't protect my family...just like Michael and Lee.

"Hey, sweetie, don't blame yourself." Sookie said standing to put her arms around me. "It's not your fault. The Rattrays caught us both by surprise."

Sookie held me tightly, but I didn't return the hug. I just stood there stiffly while trying to control my emotions. Sookie finally pulled away while giving me a gentle smile. I turned to Bill, who was watching Sookie and I silently, and I held out my hand.

"Thanks for saving us." I said.

"You're welcome, Miss Stackhouse." He said shaking my head.

"Rissy will work just fine." I said then turned towards Sookie. "I'm heading back to the car. Meet you there?"

Sookie nodded her head then I walked off to reach the car, and leave the two of them alone. I arrived back to the car, and I leaned against it with while trying to control my anger. I was almost killed by two druggie humans tonight...what the Hades is wrong with me? I've fought a damn dragon and lived! I shook my head as I turned around to lean my back against the car. I need to start training again, and I need to keep up my strength. I've survived for twenty-years, which is a miracle for a half-blood like me, and I had promised him I'd fight to live as long as I could. I can't die...not yet.


The next morning I stood outside in the yard with some old archery equipment Gran found in the attic for me, and it used to belong to my mom. It might seem funny, but my mother also liked archery, so I have two skilled archers as my parents. I was also using her old bow because I didn't want to use mine out in the open. My bow was disguised as an golden bracelet on my wrist that snapped in half in the middle to form a bow, and my quiver of arrows was disguised as a lonely charm handing from the bracelet.

"Corissa, I have breakfast ready." Gran called out to me from the porch.

"Be there in a second, Gran." I called back as I lined up my shot.

I fired quickly, and before my first shot even hit the target, I fired off two more arrows. All three hit the center of the target, which honestly wasn't a surprise.

"Oh, child, you do have skill." Gran said smiling at me from the porch. "Even Mirabel, who practiced constantly, couldn't do that."

I smiled lightly at Gran while thanking her for the complement. I then set everything away, so I could come in for breakfast. After eating, I needed to go take a run.

"Morning, Sookie." I said when seeing her at the table.

Sookie greeted me then turned her attention back onto the television, which was showing Reverend Newlen and Nan...something or other, who happens to be a vampire, speaking on the news. I tuned out the conversation while pouring myself a cup of juice.

"I don't think Jesus would mind if someone was a vampire." Sookie said as I sat down beside her.

"I don't either, honey." Gran said as she gave me a plate of food.

"Eh, if he did care, wouldn't he have struck them dead?" I asked.

Gran slapped my shoulder lightly telling me not to speak of the Lord in such a way. I apologized, but it's not like I worship God. I know who my gods are, and I know exactly where I'm going after I die. I just hope it's the nice part of the Underworld. I shrugged mentally while stabbing my eggs. I popped them into my mouth while noting they tasted different. I knew this was an affect of Bill's blood in my system, so I didn't worry about it too much. I know what vamp blood does since Chiron gave a lesson over them once. Though I don't remember everything.

"This taste great." Sookie said. "It tastes way more complex than usual. Is this sausage different than what you usually make?"

I snorted guessing Sookie was feeling the affects of the vampire blood as well.

"Oh, dear, do you think it went bad?" Gran asked worriedly.

Sookie assured her it was great, and then went on to saw it was like she could taste the pig and the herbs straight from the ground, which resulted in Gran giving her an concerned look. Gran looked at me for answers, but I just shrugged. No way was I about to explain that Sookie and I had be given vamp blood last night after nearly dying. I quickly finished up breakfast, and as I was standing, Tara came in.

"Hey, Mrs. Stackhouse." Tara greeted with a smile to the older woman.

Gran greeted Tara as well as I set my plate in the sink. I rinsed them off then went over to pull on my running shoes. I also grabbed my ipod, which I had left by my shoes. I had an armband to put it in as I ran, and I popped my ear buds in while searching for my running track. I wouldn't start it until I started running though.

"I'm going on a run." I said to the three women. "Be back later."

I kissed Gran on the cheek, and she told me to be careful on my run as I headed out. I went running out the door, and nearly ran into Jason.

"Hey, Jason!" I said hugging him tightly.

He grunted at the sudden impact, but he did put his arms around me to give me a big hug.

"Morning, Rissy." He said as I let him go. "You heading out?"

"Going on a run. See you later." I said as I went out the door.

I turned on my music, slipped the ipod into the band, and then started running down the road.


I came in from my run barely feeling a bit out of breath, and when I walked in, Gran and Sookie were in the living room.

"I'm back." I said as I stretched my legs, so they wouldn't cramp.

Sookie and Gran greeted me as I continued on with my stretches. Getting cramps suck, so I do not want them.

"Rissy, do you smell that?" Sookie asked frowning.

"My sweat, you mean? Yes, I do." I said.

"No, that rotten food smell." Sookie said. "Gran can't smell it. But, yeah, you do stink."

I rolled my eyes at her as I took a whiff from the air, and I realized I did smell something nasty. Having these extra senses was really annoying. I can't wait for it to pass.

"I can't smell anything but my own stank, Sook." I lied shrugging. "Sorry."

Gran told Sookie to find it if she smelt it, and Sookie went to do just that. Gran and I watched her as she looked around, and when she pushed a chair to the side, a corner of an old cracker laid on the floor. Sookie picked it up off the ground as Gran gave her a concerned look.

"You can't smell this?" Sookie asked Gran.

Gran just continued to look at Sookie in concern as I tried to fight a smile. This is why I was playing ignorant to all the new senses. I didn't want to get looks of concern or confusion.

"I'm just going to throw this out." Sookie said as she started walking by me.

"Oh, Sookie." Gran said getting her to stop. "Jason and Tara are coming over this evening as well."

Sookie looked at Gran with a 'are you kidding me' look as I pulled off my running shoes.

"Well, that's going to be interesting." I said as I started up the stairs. "And just plain awkward."


"Why am I dressing up?" I asked as Sookie went through my closet. "It's just Bill coming over."

Sookie hushed me as I sat on my bed in my underwear I might add. I'm not really shy about my body, and since Sookie is just going to pick what I wear anyway, I didn't see the point in putting more on. I mean, I literally just out of of the shower, and put on my matching blue laced underwear when Sookie came in saying she was helping me get ready. We even had a few hours before the sun would even set.

"It's nice to dress up sometimes, you know." Sookie said. "Ooh, this is cute."

She pulled out a yellow strapless dress with tiny white pokadots. It fared out from the waist down slightly, and it screamed 'innocent'. I remember when Silena bought me that dress. In fact, all my cloths that weren't made for me to move easily in a fight were bought my Silena...before she died she'd force me shopping all the time. Sookie suddenly hugged me, and I sighed knowing she read my thoughts.

"I'm sorry about your friend." Sookie said letting go. "You've lost so much...what exactly happened to you while you were away, Rissy?"

I didn't reply because I didn't want my family to know about my other life. Only my mother, Mirabel, knew about my godly heritage. Sookie hasn't found out because she once told me some of my thoughts suddenly become like static. I'm guessing that's just the mist keeping the secret of the godly world.

"I'd rather not talk about it, Sookie." I said. "Now, is that what I'm being forced to wear?"

Sookie looked at me a moment as if she wanted to push, but she decided not to in the end as she nodded her head. She handed me the dress, so I put it on. She went to find me the 'perfect' shoes as I sat back down on the bed again. As I waited for her to find something, I wondered if coming home was really a good idea. I just wanted to get away from death and pain, but I guess with vampires being more open, that it wasn't going to happen. Ugh, life can be so depressing at times.

"Here wear these." She said handing me a pair of white sandals.

I put them on without protest since I knew she'd stubbornly insist on me wearing them.

"Now for you hair and make-up." Sookie said pushing me over to my vanity, which I rarely use unless I'm getting pretty to get more tips.

Oh, I guess that means I use it more often than I thought I did. I shook my head sitting down to let Sookie continue.

"Hair up or down?" Sookie asked.

"Down." I said. "I know Bill saved us and all, but I don't feel like exposing my neck."

Sookie shook her head, but she told me she'd do as I wished as she grabbed a comb.

"Rissy, how do you really know about all this stuff about vampires?" Sookie asked. "Did you run into them...in New York?"

I frowned wondering how I should answer this. I guess vague half-truths would work...they're the only thing I'm willing to give at least.

"Yeah." I said. "I've met a few."

And I promptly killed them not longer after meeting them because they tried to eat me, but that's beside the point.

"What were they like?" Sookie asked.

"Pricks." I said bluntly.

"You think almost everyone on this planet are pricks." Sookie said giggling.

I shrugged my shoulders not denying nor agreeing to her statement. I do tend to call people that, but in my defense they are pricks.

"Did you like any of them?" Sookie asked. "Were they like Bill?"

"Since I thought they were pricks, I'm going to have to say no. I didn't like them." I said. "And I don't know Bill well enough to compare them to him. He could actually be nice, or he's secretly planning our deaths."

"Rissy!" Sookie chided as she slapped my arm.

She then proceeded to go into a rant about how Bill was amazing, and I tuned out over half of it as she continued to get me ready.


"I feel so uncomfortable right now." I said laying my head on Tara's shoulder as we sat together by the table. "Dresses suck."

Tara pat me on the head, and I knew she was silently agreeing with me. Sookie rolled her eyes at the both of us from the stool she sat on by the counter. We heard honking outside, which signaled Jason's arrival, and just in time since the sun was starting to set. He came into the kitchen a few seconds later, and paused when seeing me in a dress.

"Not a word." I said pointing my finger at him threateningly. "I was dressed like this against my own will."

Jason looked to Sookie, who was frowning at me, and when he looked back to me, I nodded my head in confirmation.

"Oh, poor girl." Jason said walking over to place a kiss on top my head. "Sookie's been torturing you, huh?"

I nodded my head with a pout, which caused Sookie to scoff. Tara snickered at the three of us as Gran came into the kitchen. She greeted Jason briefly, but then started to take the food she made for tonight into the living room. Jason went to the fridge to grab himself a beer as I put my head back on Tara's shoulder.

"I'm just say, do you want a vampire sucking blood out of you?" He asked Sookie then took a swig of beer.

"I'm just trying to get to know the man is all." Sookie said to defend herself.

Tara and I exchanged a look, but I didn't plan to be apart of this conversation.

"There's where it's going to end up." Jason said. "Always does."

Part of me wanted to agree considering the vampires I've dealt with, but at the same time I don't like the thought of being judgmental. Besides, Bill seems nice...so far.

"What do you know about vampires anyway?" Sookie challenged.

"Yeah, I know a lot more than I care to." Jason said after swallowing more beer.

"Oh, please, Jason, you ain't got enough sense to pour piss out of a boot." Sookie said as she stood angrily.

She marched out of the kitchen leaving Jason, Tara, and I in silence. I stood though because I wasn't about to be left behind. I didn't want to take the chance of Tara or Jason ranting to me about Sookie's life choices. I followed Sookie out onto the porch as she started sweeping it off.

" A little late to be doing that, isn't it?" I asked as I leaned against the doorway. "I mean if you want the outside of the house to look nice should have started earlier."

I love this house dearly since I was practically brought up in it before the whole running away thing, but the outside was old and filthy. Sookie lightly hit my in the legs with the broom causing me to snort. I looked over shoulder at Bill who seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

"By the way, Sookie, Bill's behind you." I said.

"Huh?" Sookie asked.

She began to turn, and even with my warning she jumped when seeing Bill right behind her.

"Bill!" She exclaimed. "I don't like it when you do that."

"I upset you." Bill said with a tilt of his head.

"No." Sookie said shaking her head.

She handed me the broom, and I quirked a brow wondering what she wanted me to do wth this.

"Well, since you're here." Sookie said as she smiled opening the door.

Bill didn't make a move to come in, which reminded me that Chiron once said that vampires could not enter a home owned by mortals without permission to enter.

"What's wrong?" Sookie asked Bill.

"You have to invite him in, Sookie." I said. "He can't come in otherwise."

Sookie and Bill looked at me curiously, and I mentally face-palmed. I really need to think before I spout stuff off.

"Is that really true?" Sookie asked looking to Bill who nodded his head. "Come on, try."

"You're mean." I said shaking my head at Sookie. "Just invite the poor guy in already."

Bill seemed to give me a grateful look, and I nodded my head as I set the broom against the porch. Sookie pouted at me for ruining her fun as I past through the door, and I stuck my tongue out at her in return.

"Oh, and by the way, if he ever pisses you off, you can take away the invitation." I said. "It'll send his ass right out the door."

Again I was given curious looks, and once again I mentally face-palmed. Control your mouth, Corissa Mae Stackhouse! Damn, I need a filter. I walked into the living room before the two at the door could ask how I know so much.

"Your guest is here, Gran." I said as I plopped down onto the couch.

Gran looked up grinning widely as Jason and Tara poked their heads into the living room looking unpleased.

"He is?" Jason asked frowning.

I nodded as Tara plopped down beside of me with a scowl on her face. Well, I knew this was all going to go well (heavy sarcasm). Sookie and Bill entered the room a moment later, and was greeted with two glares from Tara and Jason and a large smile from Gran. I just blinked as the two sat down on the love seat together. Gran started passing around the sandwiches, which I politely declined before coming over to Bill.

"Oh, my stars...of course, you don't." She said obviously remembering Bill's a vampire." I...I'm sorry."

Bill gave Gran a kind smile as he shook his head, and I smiled that he was being nice to my Gran. Maybe he is different from other vampires like Tyson is different than other Cyclopes. After making sure everything had something to eat, besides those who declined, Gran sat by me on the couch.

"Your people, Mr. Compton," Gran began. "They were from this area, I believe."

"Yes, my father's people were Comptons, and my mother's people were Loudermilks." Bill said.

I wanted to snort at the name 'Loudermilks', but I didn't want to be rude, so I held it back. Besides, Gran would gladly whack me upside the head if I snorted.

"Oh, there's a lot of Loudermilks left, but I'm afraid old Mr. Jesse Compton died last year." Gran said.

"Yes, ma'am, that's why I came back to Bon Temps." Bill said. "There are no living Compton's, so I've up home in the old Compton place. And as I expect the VRA to pass-"

"Yeah, I wouldn't be too sure about that if I were you." Jason interrupted. "A lot of Americans don't think you people deserve special rights."

I frowned thinking that was quite rude of Jason, but I'm trying to remain neutral as possible here. I don't want to have to pick sides.

"They're the same rights you have." Bill pointed out.

"I'm just saying there's a reason why things are the way they are." Jason said.

"That's called injustice." Bill said.

I had to agree with that one. The way things are going with this whole vampire rights thing I feel like we're going to end up with segergation again, but this time 'human public places' and 'non-human public places'.

"This is called 'this is how we do it'." Jason said glaring at Bill.

"Jason, this is my house." Gran reminded him. "I will not tolerate rudeness."

Jason frowned falling back into his seat in defeat, which I thought was for the best. If he continued, I feared a fight might start, which isn't needed.

"Did you know the Stackhouses, Mr. Compton?" Gran said getting the topic back to its orignal course.

"...I remember Jonas Stackhouse." Bill said after a moment's pause. "He and his wife moved here when Bon Temps was just a whole in the road. I was a young man of sixteen."

Aw, sweet sixteen, I thought sarcastically as Bill glanced around the living room.

"Isn't this the house he built?" Bill asked. "At least in part."

Gran nodded eagerly as she said it was, and she had a large smile on her face. Well, at least Gran was happy.

"Did you own slaves?" Tara asked bluntly.

"Tara!" Sookie snapped as she glared.

And we're back to getting ready to start a fight, which caused me to frown. I hate awkward situations before a fight. I prefer the fight itself over that. Just then as if the gods were deciding to show me mercy, the phone rang from inside the kitchen.

"I'll get it." I said quickly.

I jumped off the couch to dash into the kitchen, and away from all the tension. It just rubbed me the wrong way and put me on edge. I'm not good at staying still long anyway considering my ADHD or 'battle reflexes'. I grabbed the phone from the kitchen, and quickly hit the green button to answer.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Corissa, that you?" The familiar voice of my younger brother, Will, asked from the other side.

"Will, it's good to hear from you." I said smiling brightly.

I've really missed my younger brothers and sisters, and especially Will who I left in charge of our cabin until my return.

"It's good to hear you too, Cori." Will said using my nickname. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"No, you just saved me from having to deal anymore with a awkward situation." I said shaking my head.

I sat down at the table to get comfortable, and I propped my feet on the table not worrying about minding my dress since I'm alone.

"Oh, maybe that's why I got the feeling I should call you." Will said.

I laughed lightly thinking that was probably it. His 'Apollo senses' probably started tingling.

"What's up with you?" Will asked. "Anything interesting happening in your hometown?"

"You could say that." I said.

I proceeded to tell him about Bill and the two fights I had with the Rattrays. I could practically feel his anger through the phone when I told him about Mack shooting me.

"And you're sure that you're okay?" He asked me with a controlled tone.

"Yeah." I said. "Bill gave me blood, so it healed me up, but now my senses are all wonky."

Will sighed mumbling something about being glad that I was alright. I know he's worried about me, and I also knew he wanted me home. He had begged me not to go the most out of anyone when I announced I was leaving Camp Half Blood.

"I'm surprised you let the vampire give you blood." Will said.

"Well, I was very unconscious when this was happening, so I didn't have a say." I said. "Anything new happening at camp?"

"Well, we're still trying to get organized with all the extra campers and stuff." Will said. "We've gained a few half siblings since you've been gone, and the Hermes cabin isn't the mostly packed cabin anymore."

I whistled impressed because no cabin ever got close to the amount of campers the Hermes cabin always had packed away inside. Well, the Aphrodite cabin sometimes came in close, but not always.

"We miss you here too." Will said. "Percy, Annabeth, and Grover keep asking about you."

"Well, all they have to do is IM me." I said. "I can give you the best times to do it. That way we can talk more, and I promise this isn't forever, Will. I'll be back before you know it."

"I know." Will said with a sigh. "But it seems like you've been gone forever."

I smiled softly while knowing the feeling. It feels like a hundred years since I've seen Will and the others.

"How about you come up here to visit me sometime?" I asked. "I'll introduce you to my Gran and my cousins. I'll even treat you to dinner at the restaurant I work in."

"Sounds fun." Will said.

My smile widened when hearing the smile in his voice. Will and I have always been close since he arrived at camp about five years back. He was practically glued to me when he first arrived, and didn't even speak much to our other siblings. However, once he got used to everyone, it was hard to shut him up. Love the kid too death, but he sure could talk.

"Just give me a heads up before you pop up, Will." I said. "I'll set you up in my room, and it'll be like we're back in the cabin together."

Will said he'd like that as Jason came into the kitchen looking ready to murder someone. I sighed guessing things did get heated.

"Will, I gotta go." I said. "I'll talk to you soon, alright?"

"Αντίο, αδελφή (Goodbye, sister)." Will said. "Μείνετε ασφαλείς (stay safe)."

"Φροντίστε τον εαυτό σας,τον μικρό αδελφό (Take care of yourself, little brother)." I said.

I hung up the phone, and placed it back onto the receiver. Jason, who got himself another beer, paused with it on his lips as he looked at me.

"What were you just speaking?" Jason asked.

"Greek." I replied. "My dad is Greek, remember?"

"No, cause I've never met the man." Jason said rolling his eyes. "He took off before you were born, remember?"

I wanted to correct that statement slightly, but decided not to since it'd only raise more questions.

"Well, he is." I said. "So, I decided to learn it while I was away...anyway, how are things going in there?"

Jason frowned looking pissed again, and I started to wonder if I shouldn't have asked.

"Gran let that vamp and Sookie go for a walk...alone!" Jason said. "She's going to end up getting herself hurt or worse."

I sighed while walking up to place a hand on Jason's shoulder, so he would look at me.

"All we can do, Jason, is respect Sookie's choices, and be there for her when she really needs us." I said. "...I'm going to turn in early, okay? Goodnight."

I kissed his cheek then went up to my room to get a good rest, so I can get an early start in the next day. I was to work all day at Merlotte's including my usual night shift, so I'd need the sleep.


"Thanks for helping me out." Terry said as I walked behind him with a box of corona in my arms.

"No problem, Terry." I said smiling at the ex-marine as we went behind the bar.

He offered me a smile as well though it was a bit shy. Terry hasn't been with us long, but he's grown on me fast. Probably because I could understand him. He's seen combat like me, and I can understand the wariness about being back in the 'real' world.

"Hey, Sugar." Jane Bodenhouse slurred as she addressed Tara. "Make momma another stinger, would ya?"

Tara frowned at the woman while stepping forward to lean across the bar at the drunk woman. I shook my head knowing Tara was about to give the woman a piece of her mind.

"You listen to me, Jane Bodenhouse." Tara said. "You're already drunk as a skunk. Ain't not man in here gonna wanna take you home tonight. Sam will have to call your son to come get you jut like he always does, even though everyone knows it humiliates him to death. Ain't you ashamed of yourself?"

Terry and I exchanged a glance after Tara finished her little spiel, and Jane didn't seem to know what to say at first as she stared at Tara.

"What'd you just say to me?" Jane asked finally.

"I said, any particular brand of cognac?" Tara asked putting the spoon in her hand back into her mouth.

"Oh no, just whatever you have that's nice and cheap." Jane said.

Tara nodded her head going to take care of the order as Sam walked behind the bar.

"Tara, I told you where you could buy the uniform." Sam said.

"Sam, how come you don't wear a uniform?" Tara retorted.

I grinned shaking my head because this wouldn't be the first time they've had this argument.

"Because I own this place, and I wear what I want." Sam said smugly.

"How come Terry Bellefleur don't wear a uniform?" Tara challenged.

Terry looked up from where he was restocking the fridge with a small frown on his face as Sam sighed in annoyance.

"I spent enough time in uniforms." Terry said.

"No, because you're a man." Tara corrected. "And because Sam don't feel the need to sexualize the men in his employment like the way he do the women."

Sam looked at me as if for help, and I just shrugged my shoulders as I handed Terry a few more beers to put in the fridge.

"Okay, fine." Sam said to Tara. "You don't have to wear a uniform."

Tara thanked him as she continued getting Jane's drink mixed together.

"Remind me why I hired you again." Sam said as he walked by Tara.

"Affirmative action." Tara said.

Terry laughed at that as Tara finally gave Jane her drink, and the two women frowned at each other.

"You okay finishing the rest, Terry?" I asked him. "I need to get back to my tables."

"I'll be fine, Rissa." He said nodding.

I paused at the name he called me as I glanced back at him, and he froze when seeing my look.

"I'm sorry." He said. "Do you not like that name?"

"No, it's fine." I said smiling. "It's just...no one has called me Rissa for a long time."

My mom used to call me that all the time, but then I left nine years ago without speaking with her after that. He used to call me that as well, but now he's gone.

"Is it okay if I do?" Terry asked.

"Of course, Terry." I assured him with a nod.

I walked around the bar to get back to my tables when I saw some guy reach out to pinch Sookie's ass. I was about to head over there, but Rene appeared. He twisted the guy's arm back, and slammed him down onto the table.

"You wanna let go of the lady, you?" Rene asked. "Or you want me to knock you into next week?"

The guy cried out that Rene was going to break his arm, but Rene didn't loose his hold.

"Apologize." Rene ordered.

The guy hesitated a second, but he did eventually apologize. Rene let go of the man while 'suggesting' he and his friends go somewhere else to eat.

"Don't look at me, you." Rene said to one of the men who made eye contact as they were leaving.

Once seeing everything was taken care off, I left to return to my tables. Rene was nice to take care of Sookie, but something about him still put me on edge. My gut was telling me to be weary of him, and I'm going to listen to it.


Finally, I was home getting ready for some needed sleep when Sookie passed my open doorway.

"Sookie, where are you going?" I asked her with a tilt of my head.

"I need to take this to Bill's place." Sookie said holding up an envelope. "I'll be quick, so just go to bed."

I frowned feeling worried, and Sookie smiled at me softly as she came into my room to hug me.

"I promise I'll be fine." She said. "Bill won't hurt me."

I slowly nodded my head as she let go of me, but something was...off. I couldn't tell what but it was.

"Just be careful." I said. "Bill can't be the only vampire we have around here."

"I'll be careful." Sookie promised. "Now get some sleep. You look exhausted."

I nodded my head in consent as I climbed into my bed to catch some sleep. Sookie left my room while shutting the door behind her. I let out a soft sigh while holding my pillow close to me. At least tonight went by pretty normally.


Queenie: Hope you liked the second chapter :D, and thanks to all those who reviewed and favorite-ed/followed this story.