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Helaina OUT!


Freyja zoomed down the road on her bike with a grin on her face. Bill had made a child! The whole thing must have been a disaster, poor girl... But then again Bill deserved it for staking Longshadow. Freyja knew that Bill hated what he was, for some strange reason, and bringing another person into that life must've near killed him.

The smirk on Freyja's face grew. Good.

She pulled up to the old Compton house and jumped off of her bike, running up the steps and opening the unlocked door. "Hello, is anyone-? Woah!" She screeched.

Hoyt quickly jumped away from Jessica, staring at the stranger with wide eyes, while Jessica just froze not quite sure what to do. "Wha-? Who are you?"

Freyja was, unsuccessfully, to hold back her laughter. "I- uh. I'm a friend of Bills, I came to meet his child."

Their eyes widened in understanding and embarrassment, Hoyt quickly grabbed his things and made an excuse to leave. "Umm, it was nice to meet you. Bye Jess."

Jess waved at the guy timidly, and watched sadly as he left the house.

Freyja took a seat opposite the ginger girl, her body shaking with effort of controlling herself. "So..." She said, clearing his throat. "You're the vampire Bill made?"

The girl looked away, obviously shy, and she nodded. "My name's Jessica, who are you?"

"Freyja, Eric's child."

"You're a vampire?" Jessica frowned. "Then... Why do you smell so nice."

And that was it, Freyja couldn't take it any more. The comedy of the entire situation was far too much, and she promptly fell into bouts of laughter

"Jessica!"

Freyja turned to see Sookie and Bill standing not far from her, and the laughter grew even stronger. "B- Bill, Sookie, you will not believe what I walked in on!"

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"So you're Eric's child?"

Jessica had run upstairs, and if it were possible her face would have turned red from sheer mortification, leaving the three of them downstairs sitting on the sofa. Bill had a true blood in his hand, and Sookie had politely made the two of them something to drink.

"In a sense, yes I am. Are you always this nosey?"

Sookie was taken aback. "I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

"Freyja." Bill interjected, giving her a cautious look. "You will treat Sookie with respect."

Freyja grinned at him. "Or you'll what?"

Bill's fangs extended warningly, making Sookie jump and Freyja laugh. "Mother fuck, Bill, you're not that stupid are you?" She put her cup on the table in front of her and leant forwards."Not only am I no afraid of you, I belong to Eric and you know that he wouldn't leave me defenceless. Now retract. Your. Fangs!"

Without hesitation they popped back in, but Bill remained tense.

Freyja nodded. "That's more like it, Mr. Compton." She then turned to Sookie. "And to answer your question, yes, in a sense I am Eric's child."

Sookie thought about that for a moment. "So he's your dad?"

Freyja threw her head back and laughed. Sookie realised she did a lot of laughing. "No! He's an ass!" She giggled. "Yes, he raised me. Yes, I love him. But he doesn't treat me like a daughter and to be honest I would really hate it if he did. He treats me like a person."

"He doesn't treat anyone like a person." Sookie scoffed. "He treats everyone like dirt."

Freyja wagged her eyebrows and took a sip from her drink. "Which is why I'm so special."

"Oh!" Sookie gasped, remembering earlier. "How did you know I was tryin' to read your mind? No one's been able to do that before."

Freyja paused, placing her glass carefully on the coffee table in front of her. "That's none of your concern."

Sookie didn't like her answer, but a small smile graced her lips. "You sound just like Eric."

"Well I learnt the skill of deflection from the best." She said, standing up from her seat. Bill was a true southern gentleman, so he stood automatically. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go now. But I'm sure we'll see each other soon enough."

They nodded and walked her out. "Umm, Freyja..." Sookie said hesitantly. "I know you don't owe me anythin' but I was hopin' you could check on my friend, Lafayette? He was chained up in Eric's basement and Eric had Pam drop him off after we left. We just wanna know if he's okay."

Freyja stood on the porch, looking at the blonde as if she were bored out of her mind. "What did he do?"

Sookie hesitated. "Eric accused him of selling V..."

Freyja's eyebrows raised. "And Eric juts let him go?"

"Well I have to return a favour by going to Dallas with him, he said that you'd be coming?"

Freyja frowned. "I don't know anything about this, but I'm sure he'll tell me when I get back. Did he say what he needed you for?"

"Yeah, the Sheriff there's gone missing."

She stared at Sookie with emotionless eyes, and Sookie couldn't help but feel as if she were looking into Eric's eyes."Fine." Freyja grumbled. "I'll check on your friend, but you owe me!"

Sookie gave her one of her bright smiles. "Of course!"

Freyja rolled her eyes at the blondes sunny exterior and casually walked over to her bike, jumping on it and driving off.

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Lafayette was woken on his couch by the sound of knocking on the door. He was tired, he was hurt, and he just wanted to be left alone for the night. But that knocking just wouldn't stop!

"Mother fucker this had better be important!" He groaned, dragging himself up from his couch and stumbling over to the door. He looked through the blinds to see a young girl waiting paitently, but obviously bored out of her mind. "Girl, who are you?"

"Sookie sent me." She said.

Lafayette paused before opening the door and peering at her cautiously. "What you want?"

The black haired girl rolled her eyes. "I don't want anything, but Sookie sent me to to make sure you're all still in one piece. So are you?"

"Am I what?"

"Still in one piece."

Lafayette let out a dry laugh. "Barely, but I think I'll survive the night. How do you know Sook anyway?"

"We met at Fangtasia."

Lafayette slammed the door shut in an instant. "Bitch get off my porch!"

"Relax!" The girl huffed. "I'm not a vampire, and I'm not gunna hurt you. I just came to make sure you were still alive and now that I see you are I'll be on my merry way."

Lafayette watched through the blinds as the girl walked away from his house and towards a motorcycle; and he couldn't let her go just for the question that was nudging at the corners of his mind.

"Wait!" He called out, opening the door and standing just outside of it. "How in the hell did you meet Sook at Fangtasia? You look under-age."

"That's because I am, but don't tell the local bars that." She said with a wink. "I'm close to Eric Northman."

Lafayette took a step back. "Vampire Eric Northman?" He asked. The girl nodded. "And how would you know Eric Northman?"

"It's a long story." She smirked, prowling closer to him with a seductive smile plastered on her lips. "But... If you were to invite me inside, I'm sure we could clear a few things up."

"I'm gay."

"I'm flexible."

Lafayette chuckled. "You may be crazy as shit, but bitch, you're my kind of girl. But the answer is still no."

The girl shrugged. "Oh well, I'm sure I'll manage to convince you at some point. But for now I have to go! Other people to piss off, you know how it is."

"Mm hm.." Lafayette nodded, as if her knew what she was talking about. "Hey! Girl, what's you name?"

"Freyja." She grinned, climbing onto her motorcycle. "Freyja Northman."

Lafayette's mouth dropped, as he watched the strange girl drive off.