A very special thanks to all of you who have reviewed, followed, and/or favorited! Your reviews make me want to write more! I'm sure most of you guessed who's back by the ending of the last chapter :) I couldn't help myself. To be honest, I had a dream that happened and woke up laughing my ass off because it was brilliant! My muse definitely is entertaining me right now.

Warlow's fangs popped out as he readied for the next blast, which he knew was going to be directed at him. He grabbed Sookie and pulled her out of the way, as his Kindred threw a ball of Light at him. Light may not kill him, but it would definitely hurt like Hell. All the baby vampires around the old Fae had their fangs out, if Niall was to get any of them with a blast of that ball, they would be turned to dust. As much as Warlow hated vampires, the few vampires that were there were Sookie's friends.

"If any of you want to live to see the sun tomorrow, I'd move away from the angry fairy!" Warlow called out as he moved Sookie again.

"Let me talk to Niall," Sookie tried.

Warlow shook his head, "Right now, he could hurt you-even without meaning to. I won't risk it."

As soon as he moved his wife again, Niall threw another ball of Light, this time almost hitting the two of them. Sookie frowned, "Where was he? How did he get into the house so fast?"

"I have a lot of explaining to do," Warlow said gently as he whirled around and took Niall's attention away from his wife by rushing to the other end of her large yard, causing Niall to turn away from his grand-daughter and towards Warlow in the completely opposite direction. Warlow wasn't even sure Niall noticed Sookie, the old man's rage was completely directed at him and anyone who stood in his way. As Niall vanished, slipping into another dimension, Jason shoved Violet into the house and motioned for all the other baby vampires and guests to follow behind. As long as they all stayed away from Niall's blasts, they'd all be fine. Warlow had nearly forgotten all about Niall. Warlow knew for a fact that he'd have to explain he was only protecting himself once Niall had calmed down, whenever that was going to be. The next blast nearly hit him when Niall reappeared, causing Warlow to grin in amusement, the old man's anger was making his aim shitty, luckily for him. There really wasn't anything amusing about the situation, but Warlow couldn't help the grin, the fact that Niall's blasts had missed him made him feel a bit cocky.

"Niall! Please stop!" Sookie called out, moving forward.

The moment his princess stepped forward, Warlow's grin vanished off of his face, and he looked over at her to make sure she stayed out of Niall's aim. The old man took this as a distraction and threw a ball of Light at him. Warlow's attention snapped back immediately, and he caught Niall's vampire-killing Light ball and absorbed it. Instead of calming down, the fact the Warlow caught the Light ball seemed to only piss Niall off even more. Warlow wasn't going to fight his Kindred. Not because of Sookie, but because he had ensured Niall's survival more than once. He wanted his Kindred to understand that he would never harm another Fae or human again because of Sookie being with him. This was going to be harder than he thought, given the fact that Niall didn't seem the least bit tired from even being in the Dark Dimension for the short period of time he'd been there. It really was a wonder how the old man had escaped when it had taken Warlow twenty years just for the entrances to weaken.

"Sookie, go inside," Warlow ordered his wife.

"Niall, please, Warlow isn't how you believe him-" Sookie started.

Warlow dodged another blast of Light and frowned at Sookie. He understood that she was just trying to help him, but he really wished that she wouldn't. Her words only seemed to anger Niall even more than before. The last thing Warlow wanted was for Sookie to get blasted with one of Niall's Light balls. It wouldn't kill her, but it'd hurt like Hell and he was determined to keep her from any more pain, "Please, Sookie, go inside."

She shook her head, Warlow resisted the urge to use their Maker-Progeny bond to force her to go inside. He had vowed the moment he turned her to never use their bonds against her. Why would he do anything to force her when he worshipped her? All he could do was ready himself to protect his princess.

"Sook!" Jason called for her from the door, making sure that he stayed between the angry Fae and the vampires behind him, and trying to call his sister back into the house where everyone knew it was safe as long as Warlow stayed outside.

"Grandpa Niall," Sookie moved in front of Warlow quickly, it was very possible that she didn't realize that she'd used her vampire speed to move between her grandfather and Warlow. Niall was fuming with rage, Warlow could feel it, and when the old man vanished again, Warlow prepared himself for another attack, or for Sookie to get attacked. What he didn't expect was for the old man to reappear above him and throw a Light ball at him before vanishing and reappearing feet away from Warlow, pulling Sookie away from him.

The ball of Light hit Warlow with more intensity than he had thought it would. It was as if the old man had put in every ounce of rage he felt into that one little ball of Light that would have killed him if he wasn't Fae as well. As much as he had hated being Lilith's Progeny, there were many benefits that she had given him, he could heal faster than other vampires, but not by much when he was drained of his blood, he was immune to both silver and wood, and he was faster than any vampire he'd ever been in contact with. If he had been any normal vampire, he would have been dead the instant the ball of Light hit him. He growled out as his vision blurred, only to be blasted by a long stream of Light. Warlow cried out in pain, he could hear Sookie shouting and another crackle that signaled a blast of Light, but nothing hit him.


It took Niall a moment to recover from Sookie blasting him with her Light, which seemed stronger than the faint bit she had left the last time he'd seen her. He had wanted to give the benefit of the doubt that Sookie wasn't like the abomination he'd spent his entire life hunting, but several things confirmed his fears. She was fast-vampire fast, her fangs had come out after he'd blasted Warlow the last time, and her Light was too strong for a Halfling. Niall felt as though his Clan had been massacred a second time. How long had he been in that Hell Dimension? It had to be a week in the least, three at the most. He was still shaken from being there, but once he'd found the entrance that was from Sookie's bathroom, his Light had finally allowed him to leave, just because he'd already used the portal once before. He wasn't going to hurt Sookie, regardless what she was, she was still Fae and most importantly, his grand-daughter. He couldn't look her in the eyes, though, wondering how she could possibly protect the very monster who had murdered her parents. Instead his eyes went down to her hand, instantly he wished he would have just kept eye-contact with Sookie. His heart dropped the moment he saw a ring on her finger that hadn't been there before.

"What lies has he told you?" Niall demanded angrily.

"Warlow has been honest since I confronted him on his real identity," Sookie was at the abomination's side and helped him to his feet. She stood close to him, as if trying to protect him from Niall.

"Has he told you where I've been?!" Niall barked as he manifested another ball of Light. Seconds had seemed like hours, but he knew around the period of time he'd been in that Hell. He readied the vampire-killing ball of Light, praying that if he threw it, Sookie would move out of the way.

"We haven't gotten around to discussing you," Warlow breathed out.

Niall glared at the vampire who had been just out of his reach, only to discover that the one vampire he wanted dead was from the very same Clan of Fae he was, and as some sick joke of fate, his own grand-daughter had married the mongrel. Rage filled Niall more at the thought of Sookie getting tricked in such a way, he forced himself to look at her, "I told you he was obsessed with our family. What did he tell you that made you turn your back on your family?"

Sookie opened her mouth as if she was going to say something, then she looked away from Niall, as if she didn't want him to know. He reached into her mind, but all he got was, Don't think about it. I vowed never to think of them ever again. I can't think about them! Niall narrowed his eyes, not giving a damn about what Warlow could do to him, he stepped forward and grabbed Sookie's head, forcing his grand-daughter to open her mind to him. He took a deep intake of breath at the strength of Sookie's intense feelings as he reentered her mind. All he saw were flashes, but they were all he needed. Everything that had to do with Warlow he pulled out, seeing several things that he wished he didn't see. Among the things he didn't want to see was the abomination saving Sookie, not once but twice. Claudine would have interfered if Corbett had succeeded at getting past that bridge, it had been her duty to protect Sookie to the best of her abilities. As he pulled away from his grand-daughter, he could see her reasoning behind not hating the abomination. Niall had spent so long wanting the vampire dead, that he didn't think he could ever stop hating Warlow.


Willa wasn't sure what to think as the night continued. Here she had thought that it was just vampires and humans that existed, but it turned out she didn't know shit. She kept note on everyone she'd met. Fairies-though they smelt delicious, they could definitely fuck up a vampire. Warlow, Sookie, Adilynn, and Niall weren't people Willa wanted to piss off. Werewolves-didn't smell very appetizing to begin with. So Alcide, the only were Sookie seemed to be friends with, was questionable when it came to wanting to piss him off. Shifters-smelt like humans and made Will wonder if there was a difference in the taste of their blood, but Tara threatened to beat Willa's ass if she went after anyone at the little wedding party Sookie and Tara's human friend, Arlene had put together. If anyone even bothered to ask Willa if the night was already fucked up, she would have told them it was because of the old fairy who had shown up blasting the one vampire who allowed her and her family to walk in the sun.

"I used to hate being Sookie's best friend at times," Tara admitted, stepping beside Willa on the porch, and looked out at the very odd mixture of creatures. Fairies, vampires, a shifter, a werewolf, and a few humans.

"When you were human?" Willa turned her attention to Tara.

"And I hated her fairy ass for turning me into a vampire because they couldn't deal with the fact I was dead," Tara sighed. "I've always loved her though. I just couldn't stand the fact that she could read my mind and I couldn't ever read hers. Who would have thought it took becoming a vampire to have the relationship I wanted with Sookie. Only fucked up shit keeps happening and we don't get the chance to catch up."

"Then why don't you now?" Willa watched as Sookie walked away from Warlow and towards the other two fairies, Niall and Adilynn.

"Because I think Sookie's grandpa doesn't have a high tolerance for vampires, even baby ones like us," Tara sighed. Willa looked back over at Warlow, she wanted to approach him before anyone else could. Tara followed her gaze and frowned, "You must really have a death wish."

"Why would you say that?" Willa frowned.

"Did you see anything that had happened?" Tara stated. "That vampire can fuck you up."

"All I want to do is talk to him," Willa said to her friend honestly.

"That man is Sookie's," Tara pointed out.

"Like I said, all I want to do is to talk to him," Willa sighed. She saw the werewolf, Alcide, heading towards Warlow. If she wanted her chance to talk to the vampire who had truly been the one to give her the gift of the sun, then she had best hurry and do it. Before Tara could say anything else, and before Alcide could reach Warlow, Willa used her vampire speed and rushed to stand right in front of Warlow, who didn't seem surprised in the slightest bit to see her standing there.

He looked down at her, "Can I help you?"

Willa felt nervous suddenly. She felt more human than she had when she was still alive. Her instincts told her to run away from the much older vampire-who she had heard several people say he was the oldest vampire still alive, even older than her own Maker. She took a deep, unnecessary breath and managed to keep her eyes locked on his, "I just wanted to apologize."

"For what?" without Sookie at his side, he didn't seem to have very much patience for young vampires. His voice was cold and temperamental. It could have been because he knew who her Maker was, which was shitty luck for her.

"I-" Willa shifted uncomfortably, "For what my Maker did to you. I don't know why he did what he did, but I'm not like him. He left me again. I don't know if Makers do that when their Progeny isn't even a whole week old." By the look that formed on the older vampire's face, Willa saw that Eric leaving her at her age was unusual like she had thought. "But I wanted to say I'm sorry for what my Maker did to you, and to thank you for giving me the wonderful gift of being able to walk in the sun."

Warlow nodded, not saying anything to her. None-the-less, Willa felt as though a great weight had been lifted from her. When the sun came into the white room at the Death Camp, she felt almost human again. Like she had a part of her humanity she never had to let go. The hunger was there, but the sun made up for it. She didn't know how to tell Warlow how truly grateful she was. If there was one vampire in the world she could never hate, it would be the one who stood right in front of her.


Niall refused to even look at Sookie. She understood that he hated Warlow, but she didn't want him to hate her too. Warlow wasn't like he thought, he wasn't like Sookie had thought. While her husband had admitted to her that he had trouble controlling his hunger before she chose to become his, the only time she felt the hunger was right before she fed on his blood. She didn't feel the hunger around her grandfather or Adilynn. He'd given Jason and Violet more of a chance than Warlow and herself. Sookie felt childish at the thought, but it wasn't fair. She was still herself... somewhat. Everything was clearer to her, but she was confused at why Niall wouldn't even talk to her now. He had looked at her once when she stepped beside him, but he kept his attention on Andy's daughter, Adilynn. He was angry at her, he had entered her mind and forced her to think of her parents and what they had tried to do to her, and still he couldn't get over his hate when she'd be dead if it wasn't for Warlow. She wanted to force Niall to give her some of his attention.

"Sookie," a deep, familiar husky voice said from behind her. She whirled around and hugged Alcide immediately. When she pulled away, she saw he wasn't too happy with her either, still, he had hugged her back. At least Alcide didn't let his anger at her get in the way of their friendship. "Why didn't you tell me that you were getting married? Or planned on becoming a vampire?"

Alcide's question brought Niall's attention to her, but he said nothing. Sookie frowned up at her friend, "There really wasn't time."

"Time? Sookie, you could have been like 'by the way, I'm going to be married and a vampire the next time I see you," Alcide shook his head. "You really can't go long without having something happening in your life, can you?"

"I could say the same for you," Sookie joked, trying to lighten the mood. At least for Arlene's sake. The only ones who seemed to truly be enjoying themselves were Jason, Violet, Jessica, James-even though he'd gotten blasted by Niall's Light, Willa, and Lafayette. Warlow even looked miserable, though Arlene was heading in his direction, probably determined to speak to him. Sookie had been trying to keep her focus on one thing at a time, the heightened senses were helpful, but distracting when she had to keep focused on one thing. It was easier to stay out of people's minds, that's what mattered at the moment.

"I haven't been up to anything," Alcide stated.

"Have you spoken with Warlow?" Sookie asked.

"I have," Alcide nodded. He was jealous, Sookie could feel it.

"And?" Sookie was hoping Alcide wasn't judging Warlow because of his feelings for her, or because of the fact he had turned her into a vampire.

"You two seem well suited for each other," Alcide looked away from her. "He seems... better than Eric at least."

Sookie nodded and looked over at Warlow, who was watching Jason play football with a bunch of vampires and Sam with Arlene. When Jason waved for him to join, she saw him hesitate before actually joining the game. Jason needed time to bond with Warlow, and luckily, both her brother and husband saw that. Niall seemed to see the same thing and scoffed openly, "Why couldn't you end up with this one here?"

Sookie gawked at Naill, unable to believe what he had just said openly. Alcide couldn't believe it either, it was written all over his face that he hadn't expected it. Then she got angry. For a moment she thought she was going to lose it, just snap, but the moment passed and she looked away from her grandfather, glad that she had control most vampires didn't have. It must have had something to do with her relationship with Warlow.

"Because I found my soul mate," was all Sookie could say.


Warlow had to go easy on everyone while playing any of the sports that Jason had chosen out. Now it was Sookie who stood alone, she'd walked away from everyone and sat on the porch of her house. She still had no idea how perfect she really was. Warlow was bonding with her brother and friends because that's what she wanted. That was what she needed. A selfish part of him wanted to just take her away and have her all to himself, but he didn't have it in his heart to take her away from everything like he had first intended to do, before the world changed on him. His soul mate, his princess was more special than he could have ever imagined. She was a Fae who had befriended vampires, werewolves, shape-shifters, mediums, other fairies, and humans. Never in his endless existence had he even thought that she would have such a variety of species for friends. Of course, he had never thought that she would have befriended vampires because of what she was.

Jason made sure to chose Warlow for his team for each game they played, which all the other vampires seemed to believe was bullshit. Jason liked to win, the rush feeling made him work hard to get it. Sam didn't really seem to like him much, neither did Andy, but Alcide-though it was clear he was in love with Sookie-approved of their match, even if his heart didn't. Arlene was entertaining, as was Holly and Lafayette. He couldn't help but like Sookie's friends, even the ones who didn't like him. Their thoughts were only on Sookie's best interest, which wasn't their concern any longer, but it made him respect them. He had been pretty freaked out about meeting the circle of friends that knew Sookie in ways he didn't yet, but now he felt foolish for feeling so human about it.

"You should go be with her," Tara motioned to Sookie with her head. "I think you've spent enough time with us."

Warlow looked over at Tara and grinned, "This night was way longer than I thought it would."

"Bitch, you have no idea," Tara sighed. "Arlene can be very persistent when she wants to be. That woman had us working all day to make tonight perfect for the two of you. None of us expected Sookie's 'Fairy Grandfather' to show up and start a fight with you. Now, go before Jason decides to have another round of football for the tenth time."

Warlow chuckled and shook his head as he walked towards his princess. It was still hard for him to believe that she was his. Completely and utterly his forever. She had protected him, again, only this time it was from her own grandfather. When it came to saving each other, he had to call it even. She seemed to have better timing than he did. From the stories he'd heard from her friends, he could have lost her while he was in the Dark Dimension more than once. She could have lost her Light completely more than once. He owed all of her friends for everything they had done for Sookie to protect her while he could not.

"Can we go now?" Sookie asked. "Arlene just left with Andy, Adilynn, Holly, and her boys."

Warlow nodded, "Of course we can."

"Niall didn't hurt you too bad, did he?" Sookie frowned at him.

Warlow shook his head and smiled down at his beautiful wife, "But I don't think he'll like me anytime soon."

I meant to make this longer, and it was, but shit happens, I passed out and my computer restarted without saving what I had. That's what took so long on me getting this chapter out. Grrr! My computer made me so mad! Don't worry, I'm not going to skip ahead six months like the show did, but I will keep to the timeline with the infected vampires, so be warned, they are coming! As we all know, a lot can happen in the world of True Blood in six months :) I will get the next chapter up soon hopefully.