AN: So I finally got to writing this yesterday, and I finished it yesterday. Eric isn't really in this chapter, but I promise he'll be in the next one! This chapter and the following one were actually written as one big chapter originally, but I decided that it would be a little too long and cut it in half. The next one is finished and edited, it should be up tomorrow. Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed and inspired me to keep writing this story, you guys are the best (: Enjoy!

Drop a heart, break a name

We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round

And Sugar, we're going down swinging

Sugar, We're Going Down by Fall Out Boy

Opening my eyes, I found myself in a pitch black room. What time was it? I tried to get off the bed when I realized there was an arm drooped over my waist; Eric's arm. I must have fallen asleep on the couch last night. Since every room was light-proof, I guess he decided to just sleep here. I rolled over and snuggled into his chest. I had had the same nightmare again, with the burning building. It was slightly different this time, with my siblings being the ones burning instead of Godric. I shuddered at the thought of it.

I decided to leave the room about an hour later. I put my hair into a pony tail and threw on a pair of denim shorts and a t-shirt. I was just walking down to the lobby when I noticed Sookie storming out. She didn't even notice me as she walked right by. I stared at her for a second, before I turned around and bumped into a man.

"Hugo!" I said, surprised to see him. He was looking mad but instantly smiled when he saw me.

"Hey, Katie."

"What are you doing here?" I asked bluntly.

"Well I'm actually here because Isabel asked me to work with Sookie; I'm assuming you know her?" He waited for a second before I nodded that I knew Sookie. "She wants us to infiltrate the Fellowship of the Sun; I heard you'll be doing something too?"

"Yep, I'll be keeping watch near the church. This way I'll know if something's going wrong." That was the compromise Eric and I had decided on last night. I wouldn't be directly in the church, but I'd be close enough to easily know what was going on. He looked a little confused before I tapped my forehead, so he realized what I was referring to.

"Oh, well do you want to catch a ride with Sookie and me now?" He asked, "If I can find her, that is. She got a little mad at something I said."

I smiled, "I could tell. But yeah, that'd be great."

Hugo and Sookie dropped me off about a block away from the church, on a main street. There were tons of shopping opportunities, and I didn't hesitate to go into every store I laid eyes on. I mostly focused on buying small things, so I could fit them into my purse. I really didn't want to be carrying several bags while walking around in this weather.

My day went pretty well until around seven; I could sense something was wrong. I had a nagging feeling that Hugo and Sookie were in some sort of trouble. The worst part was that I couldn't do anything about it for at least another hour until the vampires got up. Not sure of what to do, I started jogging towards the church.

I was about halfway there when the small nagging feeling turned into a full blown vision. I could hear and see Sookie screaming as her and Hugo were getting forced down a stairwell by two men. Fuck. My jog turned into a sprint as I raced towards the church, still not sure of what I could do.

Reaching the parking lot, I slowed my sprint into a walk. Sookie and Hugo weren't in direct danger at the moment; they were trapped in a basement actually. I could tell that much from my talent. I was doing a great fucking job of looking out for them.

"Excuse me miss, can we help you?" A voice drawled out from behind me. I quickly turned around and saw the source of the voice, a very attractive blonde male. Another man with dark hair was following him closely behind.

"Umm, yes," I answered, probably looking like a deer in headlights.

"With what?" The blonde asked again, smiling at me.

I focused on all of my acting skills that I had developed from over twenty years of performing in front of people, and spoke with my best southern accent. "I was wondering if you could show me where the actual church was. My sister's convinced that she left her phone here earlier during mass and she sent me back to go get it. I live in Houston so I'm pretty lost right now."

"Well today must be your lucky day, because I was actually headed to the church right now," he said, and I was pretty sure he was trying to flirt with me. The brunette just shot the blonde a dirty look and scowled off without even acknowledging me. And southerners thought we were rude?

"I guess it is my lucky day," I flirted right back with him as he began to lead me to the church.

"My name's Jason," He said.

"Katie," I grinned at him while he took me up the steps of a huge building. It was a very beautiful church.

"So what kind of phone does your sister have?" I realized that he planned on helping me look for it. That was nice of him, but there was no phone to be found. Before I could think of an answer I heard crying coming from the upper level of the church. We both turned around to see a pretty blonde lady in a yellow outfit.

"Shit, that's Sarah," he said then gave me an apologetic look. I slightly shook my head to show him that I didn't mind the cursing. "Well I better go see what's wrong with her; it was nice meeting you Katie. I hope you find your sister's phone."
"Thanks, Jason," I gave him a genuine smile as I turned around and pretended to look around the pews. The second he left the room I sprinted out as well, but in a different direction. I was now inside the church, with no one watching me. I guess it really was my lucky day.

I walked around the church for a long time before I found them. My only guideline was that they were in a basement, and the building was huge. But after opening what seemed like hundreds of doors I finally found one that revealed stairs going downward on the other side. I quickly but quietly ran down them and realized no one was keeping guard.

"Katie!" I heard Sookie shout from the corner of the room.

"Thank God I found you two," I said as I ran up to them. They were locked inside some weird fenced-in corner of the room. It looked like it might be used for storage on most days.

"You need to call Eric to come get us out of here," Hugo said urgently, looking sick almost.

"Are you okay?" I asked him, concerned.

"I'm very claustrophobic," he answered, "call Eric."

"Of course, I'll do that right now." I reached into my pocket to get out my phone, but nothing was there. Right, I had left my phone in my purse. A feeling of dread came over me as I realized I didn't have it on me. I must have left it in one of the shops, or in the church. I'm not sure what would be worse, leaving it where hundreds of people could easily steal it, or leaving it where I could be identified and end up like Sookie and Hugo.

"I don't have my phone."
"What?" Sookie yelled out.

"It's in my purse; I have no idea where I left it. I can try to go find it."

"Yes, go do that," Hugo said in disbelief; probably at my stupidity.

"Or do you have your car keys on you, so I can get back to the hotel?"

"No, the bastards took everything from me," He said in contempt.

"Right. Then I'll go look for my purse."

"Be careful!" Sookie called out after me as I ran back up the stairs.

I searched the damn building for hours. Not just one or two hours, but at least three or four. It was a huge building. And there were several obstacles in my way, mostly all of the other people. The place was so busy for a church. Whenever I heard voices I would just lock myself in an office somewhere, sometimes for almost thirty minutes. It was a long night.

"Any luck?" Sookie asked me hopefully as I walked down the stairs. As if she couldn't tell just by looking at my defeated stride.

"Nope," I said and plopped down on the floor by the fence.

"Can't you get to the hotel manually, and tell them?" Hugo was obviously annoyed by my lack of progress. Well excuse me, but at least I wasn't the one locked in a storage area.

"With what car?" I snapped back at him.

"Right," he sat on the floor in defeat.

We all just kind of sat there silently for a while, not sure what to do. None of us had phones, and calling someone from one of the building's phones would be too risky. I couldn't leave, because I had no car; or money to get a cab. Hell, I wouldn't even be able to call a cab without a phone. So I guess we would just have to wait. My eyelids slowly started to get heavy as I leaned against the cement wall. I wasn't comfortable at all, but I found myself drifting off to sleep.

Smoke filled my lungs as I tried to breath, and any screams I let out were choked sobs. I was trapped in a blazing inferno with no escape. My throat burned and I was suddenly on my knees vomiting from the excessive smoke. My father was in the fire; my dead father. I had to get to him. I couldn't help but wonder if I would die from burning or from smoke inhalation.

I woke up to footsteps coming down the stairs. I shot up to my feet and dove behind a pile of boxes near the wall I had been resting on. I had to use my flexibility from dance to its full extent as Steve Newlin walked right past me to the cage with a scary-looking, bald man. The nightmare was still fresh on my mind, but that wasn't important right now.

"You're gonna get yourselves killed; it's a fact not a threat," I heard Sookie mouth off to the reverend. The girl really needed to learn to watch what she said. If I was in her position, I'd be kissing up to the man as much as I possibly could. I certainly wouldn't be wishing him dead.

Sookie went on with insulting the two men, this time saying how they weren't even Christians. I'm sure most priests would be highly offended by this, but the man just laughed it off and said they would agree to disagree. Okay then.

"All I want from you is a couple of answers and you'll be free to go," he negotiated.

"What do you want to know?" Hugo stood up and asked. Oh shit.

"Hugo, shut up!" Sookie said.

The idiot started telling Steve Newlin their names and who sent them. I didn't realize Sookie and Hugo were in a 'who's stupider' contest, but at the moment he was winning by a landslide. This was bad.

"Sookie Stackhouse, from Bon Temps?" Steve questioned her.

"How do you know where I'm from?" She asked in surprise.

"You're Jason Stackhouse's sister, am I right?" He asked.

Wait a second. Jason? Could Sookie's brother be the hot blond that had helped me out earlier? I found it odd that her brother would be at a vampire-hating church, but I guess it was possible. The two did have a slight resemblance, now that I thought about it.

"You know Jason? He's got nothing to do with this!" She shouted.

"Come on Gabe," he said and walked out of the room.

Everything fell into place in my head as I realized that Jason was in serious trouble. He was the guy that had been kind enough to help out a complete stranger. He was Sookie's brother. I had to help him. I quickly got off of my feet and followed them out the door.

I hadn't realized it was daylight out until I left the basement, exactly 38 seconds after the two men did. Poking my head out the door I was just able to see them as they turned a corner. I jogged discretely behind them until they left the building and got into a tan Yukon XL. The second they started driving I sprinted after them. Running was something I had always enjoyed and been good at, so I knew I could keep up. Why was I doing this?

I ran after them for about three minutes, shocked that no one even noticed me. I guess it was because everyone seemed to be training at this stupid camp. Soon I saw Jason in the distance and I stood behind a tree as they pulled over to him. Steve rolled down the window to talk to him and their conversation seemed casual at first. Maybe it was a different Jason?

"Get in the fucking car," the bald man yelled out and grabbed ahold of him. Nope, this was the right Jason. The car speeded off and I muttered several obscenities before running after them.

I arrived at a small clearing in the woods where they had taken Jason to find him held at knifepoint by Gabe while Steve was interrogating him. Great, just fucking great. The worst part was that Jason seemed to be genuinely confused about what they wanted. He didn't even know Sookie was at the church.

"Take care of him," Steve said in disgust as he got into the car, apparently done with his interrogation.

"Start walking vampire-lover," Gabe said to Jason. He pushed him forward and walked with him still held at gunpoint. This was actually very interesting; except for the fact that Jason and I were both in danger. And I guess Sookie and Hugo were indirectly in danger too.

The new pace they were walking at was much easier to keep up with than the car. I just crept through the trees as Jason continuously told Gabe that he hadn't done anything wrong. I felt bad for the guy, since he actually was innocent. I didn't understand why he was at the vampire-hating church, but that was a different story.

"You're damn right there's been a mistake, boy, and it started the minute your mama spread her legs and pushed out you and your whore of a sister." That was so rude. No, that was beyond rude. That was a completely fucked up thing to say; especially coming from a man who worked for a church.

Jason kicked the knife from Gabe's hand and punched him square in the nose. I silently cheered for him from my spot in the bushes. He continued to beat on him until he had the upper hand.

"Don't ever talk about my sister!"

"That's the best you can do, sister-fucker?" Gabe spat out blood before saying this. Was he stupid?

Jason yelled out before tackling him to the ground and basically beating the shit out of him, again. Go Jason! He provided Gabe with one last insult before kicking him in the groin and running off with the knife. I happily followed him as Gabe laid on the ground in the distance.

"Jason!" I yelled out after I was sure Gabe wasn't following us.

"Katie?" He stopped running and looked at me confused.

I caught up to him before speaking again. "I'm on your side," I quickly verified.

"Wait, you're part of all of this? And since when do you have an accent?"

"Yes, I am. I'm here with your sister. And I'm from New Jersey, not Houston; this is how I talk naturally."

"Sookie's here?"

"She got sent here with another guy, Hugo, to find a vampire, Godric. But Steve captured them. And Hugo told him her real name, which lead to him thinking that you're a traitor."

"That makes a lot of sense," he said. "Is Sookie okay?"

"I don't know," I answered honestly. "She should be fine for now."

"We gotta get to the church then if my sister's in there!"

"Yeah, but not right away. It'd be better if we waited until night for the vampires to come."

"But what if they do something to her?" He asked, obviously concerned.

"I'll know it if anything bad is happening. I'm a psychic," I revealed to him.

"A psychic? That's pretty cool," he said, back in flirt mode. This man was obviously a charmer, and a very good one too.

"I know," I giggled as we sat down under a tree. I obviously shouldn't be flirting with him, but I was still technically single. Not that I was interested in him like that, but something told me that flirting with a girl was the same as talking with a girl for him. And I'd rather him be talking to me than worrying about Sookie.

Jason seemed like a guy that I would genuinely like. We kind of got to know each other while sitting under the tree, just asking each other random questions. Although temporary, it was a nice break from the mini war that had been erupting. And at the moment, it was a war we were unfortunately losing.