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What on earth was Hadley doing in the Queens court? Gran and Fintan had paid for her to go into drug rehab after Fintan had a not-so-nice-encounter with her dealer trying to retrieve her limp, drug induced body after she'd gone missing one night. Not long after they signed her into rehab and left the staff to take care of her. Not long after the facilities Manager had called explaining that she had gone missing and they couldn't find her. That was six months ago.

Hadley had never really fit in with anyone. She hated my gifts and resented the attention I had received since I turned sixteen. I don't envy her, I felt sorry for her really and guilty that she didn't have the same things I had. She had the same blood as me, but she didn't have the Spark of the Faery. Which meant she would never Transition or go through Faery maturity.

"Granddaddy I think it's time we sent someone out to find her from Faery; someone who can track her and keep in the shadows. If she is still in the Queens court we need to find out why and also keep them from finding out we are looking. I don't like that this or the fact that Bill Compton is here." My eyebrows furrowed together as I tried to think of why the two things would be connected. I was trying so hard not to believe that Hadley had spilled my secrets to the Queen, but the more I thought on it the more it seemed likely; and that thought alone made my hands tingle.

"I do not want to have you here alone with no protection. The Royal guards will stay cloaked and unscented on the property until we can find out what's going on. I also think it would be a good idea to visit with the area's Vampire sheriff and find out what he knows and if he will reveal anything."

I nod my head in agreement. It was still early in the day and I had the day off today so in that moment I decided I would be paying a visit to the sheriff this evening at his bar. I knew of him, knew his name, and his work place but we'd never met. He didn't know who I was that's for sure; we'd tried very hard to keep my identity a secret; playing me off as a normal human.

"I will visit the sheriff's bar tonight. I have the day off; I'll take a nap then make my way to the bar later on."

"Absolutely not Sookie!" Gran shrieked.

"Adele, she is right. In this realm Sookie is the most powerful of the Brigants. Even possibly more so than me; when she learns to utilise her magic's," He looked at me and winked, "but I cannot cover my scent. The moment I walk into his bar I would be in danger. I might be able to teleport out but we don't know if Sheriff Northman has lined his bar with Iron or not, or if he's even aware of Faeries still in this realm. " He held both her hands in his pleading with his eyes that this was the right thing to do.

"Sookie will only be going in there to ask him a few questions? Nothing else." She turned to look at me… "Absolutely nothing else needs to happen. You go in there unscented, you ask your questions, and you get out. Don't take the car. I want you to be able to pop back here when you are done."

"Don't worry Gran. I will take precautions, and will only ask the question I need answers too. If he requests another meeting or more information than I can give I will ask him to call Granddaddy."

It was getting on for three o'clock so I got changed out of my clothes and put a loose t shirt on, and got into bed. Not bothering to set the alarm I settled down to get some rest. The bar Northman owned was open until 3am, it wouldn't matter what I time woke up in the evening to get ready because I'd get time to see him.

It took me long than usual to wake up properly and I'd slept longer than I thought I would too. Looking at the clock, I said it was 8 o'clock. It seemed the closer I got to the Fae maturity the more sleep my body was requiring. It was starting to become a pain in the ass. I already had power from my Transition; I could pop instantly to any place I could envision, I could create fire in my hand and use it as a weapon, and I could heal with my Light or create a shield. I hoped I wouldn't have to use any of my gifts tonight except popping to and from my destination.

I put on a Chinese style dress Granddaddy Fintan had bought me a while ago; it was white, floor length, there were red cherry blossoms twining all around the dress and on one side the was a cut from floor to the top of my thigh. I matched the dress with red open toe pumps and put on a little jewellery. I skipped putting on my favourite's gran had given me because they were silver.

I wore my hair in waves, one side scrapped back and pinned to the side so all my hair fell over one shoulder. Finishing up with a little make up, only blush and mascara; I checked myself out in my full length mirror and then made my way downstairs.

Gran was passing the stairs as I was making my way down, and she stopped in her tracks.

"Sookie you look beautiful!" She beamed at me with such pride. I couldn't help but smile back at her.

"Thank you Gran. It's not often I got out is it, so I thought I'd give the dress Granddaddy bought me a whirl tonight." I said as I walked into the kitchen. I sat at the table and watched as Gran made me a sweet tea before I left to go out.

"Please be careful tonight Sookie, I really worry about you, you know."

I know Gran, but I can take care of myself. I've got all my gifts I can rely on as back up if anything goes wrong. Everything will be fine Gran you'll see."

I drank up my sweet tea and made a move to get going, "I'll see you later Gran, try not to worry everything will be fine. If I get into difficulties I'll call Fintan…through the blood."

She just smiled at me and hugged me; I walked to the door picking my car keys up on the way and got into my Honda Civic to start driving to Shreveport.

My thoughts turned to Hadley and Bill again on the way there. There was a connection there; the only thing I could think of was that Hadley had told them about me. I was fairly certain going on this that Bill Compton was here for me. Sure I was walking into the lion's den going to the Sheriffs bar, but I needed to know if he knew about it. After all Bill Compton had come into HIS area, maybe there was something he could do, or he could suggest something I could do.

If the queen wanted me for her own, as a pet, if someone came with iron shackles and a bucket load of lemons; there wasn't a whole hell of a lot I could do about that. But I could protect myself before that happens and plan ahead.

It didn't take long before I was pulling into Fantasia's car park. It was getting on for ten o'clock, and I could see a queue forming to get into the club already. There was a blonde female vampire at the front of the building sorting through those waiting in the queue.

I parked in the rear parking lot, straightened my dress when I got out of the car, and walked round to the front of the building. The music from the bar was faintly audible through the front doors. I walked to the back of the queue and waited, every so often shuffling forward a little. After about ten minutes of waiting, I watched as red haired vampire came walking past the queue observing everyone.

When she got to me she stopped, fangs out; eyeing me like I was her last meal. I tentatively check my shielding and that I had covered my scent well enough. Watching as the red head moved her lips as if speaking but hearing nothing spoken. Fast as lightening the blonde vampire was next to her giving me the eye too.

"It's not polite to stare, if you'd like you can take a picture and then we can all get back to working and waiting?" I said with a smile.

"We'll aren't you sweet." The blonde commented.

"Not particularly." I retorted.

Who was this woman? Eyeing me up like I was a piece of meat.

"Oh you'll do for tonight. Master will be very impressed with my find. Doesn't she just smell delicious Jessica?" she said turning to the red head.

"Yeah, shame I didn't take her for myself. Bet she tastes amazing."

I schooled my features, not letting on what they were saying either shocked me, disgusted me or just plain infuriated me either. The blonde wanted to take me to the Master; would the Master be the guy who ran this place? I would have to assume that. I didn't want to make a fuss and draw attention to myself. A fairy walked into a vampire bar; ha! That's sounds too much like the start of a bad joke; One that ends badly.

"Well ya'll if we can hurry this little mothers meeting up, maybe I can either get in or go home, what do ya say?" So much for not drawing attention to myself; me and my big mouth, Gran would tan my hide for being rude, but I couldn't seem to help it.

"Right this way," She gestured to follow her into the bar, with a wicked smile on her face.

I didn't even need to put any effort into reading those still in the queue. Their thoughts were just vile. Nasty thoughts about why they choose me; how could they choose me? What did I have that they didn't?

Well I knew I smelt nice. They were like the local Chinese take-out. I was gourmet Dim Sum you only made once a week on a Sunday. It was the fairy blood; I was controlling my scent but I just naturally produce a sweeter smell than others.

The blonde vampire, who still had not given me her name (which I thought was very rude) led me through the front door and into the bar. It was awful. This was exactly the way people who came to salivate over vampires came here to see. Black walls, red drapes, individual booths (with drapes too I might add; why would you need those?) black glass candles on the tables and pictures lining the walls of dark things. Dark things, dark creatures, dark looking angel paintings, everything in here was just; Dark.

The bar was lit with red lighting; the blonde vampire led me to the bar, and ordered me water. How presumptuous of her, ordering a drink for me.

"I'm sure I could have ordered my own drink Miss…" leaving my words open to suggest I wanted a name.

"Yes well Master wouldn't want you to go off would he?" said the vampire, completely side stepping giving me a name. "Alcohol in your blood wouldn't taste very nice. You just wait here by the bar, and Master will come to retrieve you in a moment." I turned slightly to acknowledge what she'd said but she was just…gone.

So there I sat, at the bar of a vampire establishment waiting on the Master. I wondered what he looked like. Bill seemed fairly attractive in a southern gentleman way, and from the looks of the vampire's in this bar they all had something going for them. All the men were handsome in their own way, dark attire, shitkicker boots, giving of an aura of menace. The women were all very beautiful with an air of otherness. I let my shields down for a moment to see if anyone could give me a hint on what the Master looked like. I was bombarded with blood, sex and more blood. I tried filtering out the weaker thoughts and memories that were playing on a loop, and found a man that featured in most of the thoughts I was picking up.

I took a sip of my water. Most of the women, and some men for that matter, were thinking of a tall man, blonde hair that flowed past his shoulders; torso, shoulders and back that just begged to be held onto. I was brought out of my thoughts when I felt a presence come up behind me.

A hand landed either side of me gripping the bar, attached to arms that looked to be wrapped in pure muscle; power flexed across his skin in front of my eyes. I was effectively trapped against the bar, and I almost let out a small yelp when he pressed his chest against my back. His brain signature let me know he was a vampire, who was currently pressing his face into my neck taking a big sniff of me. Nice. My breathing picked up a notch, and my chest was heavy. His mouth ghosted across my ear, and I heard him moan so quietly.

"Anois, cad a bheadh sióg a bheith ag déanamh i mo bar?" (Now; what would a fairy be doing in my bar?)His breath tickled past my ear, and my face dropped when I realised he spoken in the language of Faery; of course a 1000 year old vampire would sniff out a fairy a mile off.

A/N

So the Sheriff has her trapped at the bar, having sniffed her out. With his 1000 years' experience and dealing with Faeries in the Fae war, he knows a Faerie when he sees one that's for sure.

What will the Sheriff do with our Faerie now? Will he offer her help or will he take her as his own? Poke the green button people!