The flight back home from Dallas was nowhere near long enough. I dosed off during the flight and was dreaming about last night with Godric, when before I knew it Tara was waking me up telling me we were home. It was a quite drive home from the airport in Shreveport to Bon Temps. After last night I felt so good that I think I can take on anything, although my heart is breaking a little because I won't be seeing my Godric anytime soon.
As I pull up the driveway, I can see that Gran is waiting for me on the porch with two iced teas. After parking the car, I make my way up the porch. "Hi gran, I have missed you so much" I say as I take the tea she offers me. "Dear there is something different about you. Did you have a good time in Dallas?" she asks. "If Tara hadn't been in the hospital it would have been the best time of my life." I told her sitting down on the swing with her.
"Sam called earlier, he said that if you feel up to it, you can come in at five and work till close." She said. "Well I guess I had better go take a nap so that I got the energy to pull my shift." I told her as I got up to take my glass back to the kitchen. I made my way up to my room, I would unpack later, and right now I just wanted to get a bit of sleep before facing the onslaught of everyone's thoughts tonight.
By the time I woke from one of the best dreams I have ever had, I had just enough time to get ready and make it to work on time. On the drive over to Marlottes I think back to the dream I had of my Godric. Oh I better not do that; I can feel my temperature rising from just the thought of him.
Work that night was just that work. My feet feel like they are going to fall off, and I have a headache from trying so hard to keep my shields up but where I have spent the last several nights with Godric I'm out of practice. I find myself answering more questions that have not been spoken, than answering the ones that are. My jaw hurts from keeping my "crazy Sookie" smile on my face so long. I will be glad when this night is over.
And if I thought my night couldn't get any worse, the Rattrays walk in and sit in my section. They are the worst people that have ever lived in Bon Temps and they make everyone's life a living hell. I take my time walking over to their table, since I am having so much trouble with my shields. I am really not ready for this at all. "What can I get y'all tonight?" I ask as I plaster my fake smile on my face.
I tell you what you can get me darling; you can climb under this table and go down…. "I think we will have a pitcher of bud" Mac says licking his lips. "I want an order of onion rings, with mustard." Denise says while thinking Just look at her looking at my Mac, she must be as crazy as they say she is if she thinks that smile will get her anywhere with him….
"I'll put that order in right away and bring out your drinks." I said as I high tailed it away from them. How can anyone be as nasty as those two is beyond me? After I put in the order for their onion rings, and tell Lala I wouldn't mind one bit if he dropped a few on the floor, I told Sam that I needed a pitcher of bud when everything went silent for me. I was alone with my own thoughts; I haven't been alone with my thoughts since I was in the same room with Godric.
I slowly turn around to see why I have this silence when I see a man with dark hair and eyes sit down in my section. He looks like he just stepped out of one of them old movies. I notice nothing around me as I make my way over to his table, and totally forgot the Rattrays pitcher of beer. Once I made it over to his table I say "Welcome to Merlottes, can I get you something, to drink that is." Before he can answer I say "Your our first, first vampire that is."
He looks up at me and says "Is it that obvious?" "I don't think anyone else can tell, but I can. You have this glow about you that other people don't." I told him. "He seems to be able to tell." He said as he nods in Sam direction, who is staring holes in my back. "Oh that's just Sam, he is a really good guy, and he is in favor of the vampire rights movement I happen to know" I told him.
"I'll just have one of those True Bloods, please. Any kind you have will be fine." He said. "Oh I'm sorry; we don't have any of them. Sam ordered some once but no vamps came in and they went bad." I told him. "Well then I will just have a glass of red wine, so that I have a reason to be here." "Don't mind our Sookie none mister, she is crazy as a bed bug." Mac says over the booth to the vamp. "One red wine coming right up" I say before I spin and head to the bar.
Leaning over the bar I tell Sam my order before saying, "Can you believe it we have our first vampire." Sam just looks at me. "I know Cher; he has been in here every night this week and always sits in your section. He also lives across the cemetery from you, in the old Compton place. I'll take his order out for you if you want." Sam said. "No its fine Sam, he seems real nice." I said just before I caught a thought from the Rattrays about getting him to go outside with them so they could drain him.
I hurry back to his table to see that the Rattrays have moved over to the vamps table. I look him straight in the eye and say "I'll get you guys another round on the house, don't you go nowhere." Before I rush back to the bar to tell Sam what I heard. "Cher, a vamp can take care of himself. There is no reason we should get involved." I turn around to see that they have left already.
I don't even take a moment to think it through, all I can think about is what if this was Godric, and I would want someone to help him. I rush outside and still my thoughts so I can concentrate on where they are. Once I have located their thoughts, I grab a chain out of my brother's truck and make my way over to where they are. They have him down on the ground held by what looks like a silver chain, with a needle in his arm draining his blood into bags.
He must have sensed me there because he looks over at me and I nod in his direction when Mac looks around and sees me there. He pulls out a knife and starts at me. I throw the chain and it wraps around his neck, he drops the knife while trying to claw the chain off his neck so he can breathe. I grabbed it just as Denise starts at me. I tell them to get the hell outa here before I call the cops. Denise starts to grab the bags of blood and I say, "don't you even think about it." She grabs her stuff and pulls Mac behind her, yelling "this aint over you cunt."
I kneel down beside him and start removing the silver chain from him. I am amazed at how fast he heals. He tells me thanks before I have to drag his legs out of the way as Denise comes barreling down the parking lot aiming to hit us both. "Do you want me to go?" I ask him. "No they may come back and I am too weak to fight them off just yet." He said in that southern drawl. "You can have the blood that they took for helping me." He said out of the blue. "Yuck, I wouldn't touch it." He just stares at me like I'm nothing he has ever encountered before. "What are you?" he asks. "I'm just a waitress in a backwoods town." I told him. He seems to have recovered himself enough that I can go back to work, so I get up to leave and he just stares at me.
Thank god that by the time I got back inside it was almost closing, and I had to avoid Sam like the plague cause I knew he would yell at me for what I had just done. I managed to end my shift, and do my closing work while avoiding Sam. The drive home was nice and quiet, but I was so tired and my feet feel like they were going to fall off.
As I come in the back door, I see that Gran has waited up on me again. She tends to do that when I have to work close even though I have told her time and again that it is not necessary. I sit down and fill her in on all that has happened tonight, only to find out that Mr. Compton, apparently that is the vamps name, has been by here each night this week wanting to meet me. That seems real strange to me. With that thought in my head I tell gran goodnight and climb the stairs to climb into my comfy bed. I'm out like a light by the time my head hits the pillow.
I am being beaten but I can't see who is doing the beating. This has to be a dream; you know how you feel when you're dreaming and know it is a dream. So much blood and pain, why am I not dreaming of my Godric? I always dream about him. Then the beatings stop and I am being carried by someone through the woods. I can't seem to open my eyes, but then there is a salty, metallic taste in my mouth. Someone is giving me blood.
Just as that thought came to my mind I sit bolt upright in bed. I would much rather of been dreaming about Godric than that crazy dream. At the smell of food, my tummy growls out its needs, so I get up and get ready for the day. Still after a shower I still can't shake that dream I had. I made my way down to see that gran had fixed me a big breakfast even though it is well into the afternoon. I sit down and eat my fill as gran fills me in on the latest gossip around town. She asked me to listen in on peoples thoughts since the police are still hounding my brother for those murders. I agree to before I run up stairs to get ready for work.
Once I reach work, and am about to put my purse in my cubby, Sam says "We need to talk about last night Cher." I couldn't help but jump, because I didn't hear him come in behind me. I turn around to see him leaning on his desk. "There is nothing to talk about, there was someone in trouble in our parking lot and I took care of it. And just for the record, apparently not all vamps can take care of themselves." I told him before I tried to go out the door. "Next time someone is in trouble in our parking lot, you call the police, Cher, not act like some vigilante and rush out to take care of it yourself. Damn it you could have been hurt." He said while grabbing my arms.
"I'm sorry Sam, next time I hear that someone is going to drain a vamp in our parking lot, I'll call the cops ok." I said as I jerked my arms free of him. "Now can I go to work please?" he just nods that I can go. My day is starting out like hell. This is the whole reason I avoided him last night, but I guess I couldn't avoid him forever. Not if I wanted to keep working here anyway. All evening long I hear in everyone's thoughts and mouths that Denise had to find someone last night to take Mac to the hospital in Monroe. Well serves him right for what he tried to do.
I kept my shields down, so that I could listen for thoughts about the murders, I am so going to have a headache by the time my shift is over. The only thing I could find out was that both girls liked to hang out with vamps, they went to a vamp bar in Shreveport every night they had off, and that both had been bitten but not fresh bites. Hmm so maybe I can find out more if I go to this bar in Shreveport. Well if Mr. Compton comes in tonight I will ask him if he can take me tomorrow night since I have it off.
The evening wore on, and I didn't notice that it had become night outside until all went silent in my head. I turned around to see Mr. Compton sitting at a table in my section. I went over to take his order. "How are you tonight Mr. Compton?" I asked him. "It's just Bill, please. The mister makes me feel so old, older than I already am." He said. "Well what can I get for you tonight? Oh and if you're not doing anything when we close is it possible that you could meet me in the employees parking lot, I have something I want to ask you." I asked. "Sure I will be there." He said before he got up and left the bar.
As soon as he was out the door, I had to sit down in the chair that he had just vacated, because of the onslaught of thoughts that hit me. Apparently no one in the bar liked the way I was comfortable talking to a vampire. But hey, I knew from experience that they were nothing like the Rev. from that fellowship of the sun church made them out to be. I still don't understand mankind's need to hate something just because it is different than themselves.
Work just flew by that night and before I knew it my shift was over and I was walking out the back door to wait for vampire Bill. Sam told me goodnight as he locked the door, then asked me if I would like him to wait with me. I told him goodnight and that I would be fine so he went on over to his trailer. Just after he got inside and turned off the lights I heard some noises coming from the front of the building, so I went around to see if it was Bill.
Once I reach the front and see that there is no one there, I turn to make my way back to the back, when out of nowhere Mac is standing in front of me. He yells bitch just before his fist connects with my jaw. He knocks me down to the ground and starts kicking me just as Denise comes up behind him and starts to kick me in the face. Oh my stars, talk about Deja Vu.
Just as I am about to pass out from the pain and blood loss, both the Rattrays fly through the air and land on the other side of the parking lot. Just before passing out I feel like I am being lifted in someone's arms. Maybe Sam heard the noise and is going to take me to the hospital. I hope he hurries, cause it is getting harder for me to breathe.
I must of passed out from the pain because I wake up to someone licking the blood off my face. I open my eyes to see that it is vampire Bill. I try to move but I can't feel my legs. After I told him that he said to give it a few minutes and I would be all healed. That he had to give me his blood or I would of died the damage was so bad. He raises me up so that I am braced against a tree. I thank him for saving me before I ask him, "What happened to the Rattrays?"
"oh I don't think that they will be ever bothering you again Miss Stackhouse." He said calmly. After a long silence he asks "What was it that you wanted to ask me after your shift?" "I was going to ask you if you could take me to that vampire bar in Shreveport tomorrow night. See my brother is the primary suspect for those murders that have been happening around here and I need to clear his name." I told him. "What could you possibly hope to find out at the club? It could be dangerous for you there. I don't know if I could protect you from the other vampires." He told me.
"Well see, I'm a telepath, and I could listen in on the humans minds. I might find something that could clear my brother there, since I have "heard" that both girls visited that club whenever they could and both had old vampire bites on them." I told him. I don't like to share my disability with people but if I am going to get him to help me guess I have no other choice than to tell him about it. "Can you hear my thoughts?" he asks as his face goes hard. "No, no I can only hear human thoughts. I have never heard a vampires thoughts before and I hope I never do." I told him and his face relaxed. "that is good, because I know I wouldn't be able to protect you if you heard our thoughts and I'm not sure I will be able to protect you if other vampires find out that you can hear human thoughts." He said.
He agrees to take me to the bar tomorrow night since I have it off, when I realize that I can feel my legs again. I jump up and can't believe how fast his blood has worked to heal me. I thank him for his help and he walks me back to my car. He agrees to meet me at my house just after first dark tomorrow night. I thank him again before I get in my car to drive home.
Thank the lord that by the time I get home gran has already gone to bed, because if she saw my bloody cloths she would have a heart attack. Once I have showered and changed I went outside to burry my bloody cloths. After that was done I went back inside to go to bed.
Walking through a dark hallway with doors on each side, I feel like I am looking for someone. As I reach the first door, I turn the knob to look inside. There is nothing there. I close the door and start to open the other door when two arms grab me from behind, I can feel his hot breath on my neck as he says, "how did you get out of the cage." I start screaming as he is dragging me back the way I came. I can hear his thoughts so I know he is human, but then one thought he has makes me wish with everything I have that this really is a dream. He is going to rape me once he gets me back to this cage.
I sat up in bed, sweat pouring down my face, heart pounding in my chest like it is going to jump out and run away. God why am I having these dreams, why can I not have dreams of my Godric anymore? Trying to shake off the dream I get up and go down the hall to the bathroom to relieve myself and shower. After my shower I still can't shake that dream. Why am I having these dreams? I hope that this one don't come true like the last one I had did.
I make my way downstairs to eat breakfast. When I reach the kitchen, gran is just hanging up the phone. She turns to me and says, "Did you know that last night a tornado touched down on that rent trailer down in the clearing. I think the Rattrays lived there, anyway both died in it. They found them this morning under the trailer." I sit down in shock. I can't believe that a tornado just dropped down on that trailer right out of the blue, and especially since they were just beating the crap out of me last night.
I told gran about my plans tonight to help my brother Jason. She agrees that this is a good idea to go to that club and listen in on people. But she wants to have a word with Mr. Compton before we leave. I know one thing vampire or not he does not want to get on grans bad side. Gran asked me to help her in the garden before I went to lay in the sun. after we go the gardening done, I went inside to change so I could get some rays.
Laying there in the warm sun I drifted off to sleep and this time I had one of the hottest dreams I have had yet about Godric. I am so glad that they are back.
GPOV
It has been the longest night and a half of my existence without my angel in my arms. I don't think I can go much longer without seeing her. I need to call my progeny and make arrangements to go see him for a few nights so that I can see my Sookie. I not only crave her delicious blood, but I crave her touch too. I make my way to my room to make the call in private since my walls are sound proof.
After dialing the number, it only rings once before he answers. "Master." Is all he says. "I have been thinking of coming to stay with you for a few nights." I told him. he agrees to this and we speak for a few minutes about his business.
No sooner than I get off the phone with Eric, though the bond is weak, I can feel my angel in lots of pain. If I had a heart that beat it would of stopped just now. After a few minutes the pain is gone, but the bond is gone as well. No she couldn't have died. I don't want to remain in this world if she is not in it. The pain I feel I take out on my room until it is demolished. I leave my nest because I want to be alone with this pain. I make it to one of my other homes that no one knows about just as the sun is coming up and I die for the day.
A/N: Please don't yell at me or throw things. I had to do something to weaken the bond so that Godric is depressed enough to go to the fellowship of the sun. It will get better I promise and thanks for all the wonderful reviews. They keep me wanting to write more.
Just wanted to clarify that Bill's blood didn't erase the bond that Godric and Sookie had started. It just weakened it to the point that Godric couldn't sense Sookie over the miles that separated them like he could before she got Bill's blood. All i can say about Bill not smelling or sensing Godric's blood in Sookie, is that he is an idiot. Sorry to all the Bill fans out there, but I am not pro Bill.