Chapter 7- There is no such thing as Fairies
Other things may change us, but we start and end with family.
Anthony Brandt
Hadley was sound sleep when she heard noises downstairs. At first she thought it was outside, but then something fell on the floor. She jumped from the bed, her heart racing a thousand miles per hour. 'It was still daylight, so who could it be?' She wondered. She reached under her bed and took out her baseball bat. She started walking stealthy and as silently as she could. Something broke.
"Shit!" She heard a voice yell, but couldn't recognize it yet. She was disoriented, partially because she was still sleep and partially because of all the adrenaline rushing through her body. She started descending the stairs hoping not to make a noise. She noticed her attire then, but like hell if she was going to go back and put something else on. She was wearing small black lacey shorts with a small top that barely covered her breasts. The noise stopped and then she heard something thrown against the wall. She gulped, scared for her life. Should she call the police or confront this intruder herself?
When she reached the last step, she leaned against the wall and grabbed on tightly to her only weapon. She closed her eyes and swung the bat, but the intruder was kneeling on the floor so she missed and then…
"Aaaaaaaaaaaa! What the fuck, Hadley? Is that any way to treat your landlady?" Amelia asked.
"You scared me half to death. What are you doing here?" Hadley asked.
"Ugh, I live here. In case you've forgotten, this is my house," Amelia said, irritated.
"That's not what I mean. I thought you were having some witchy time with your mentor. When did you…Oh my god, what happened to you? Did you tell another wife the husband was cheating on her?" Hadley asked as she noticed Amelia wearing a shoulder sling.
Amelia rolled her eyes. "Trust me, I learned my lesson the first time. No, actually I got shot and believe it or not, it had nothing to do with my tarot reading or psychic abilities. I messed up on a spell," Amelia muttered the last part.
"Well that is something new. You never mess up on your spells. Here let me get that," Hadley offered, dropping the bat and reaching down to pick up the broken plate and cup. "When did you get back?" Hadley asked.
"Last night, actually. I couldn't stand being at my dad's. You know how he is," Amelia said gloomily. She didn't have a good relationship with her dad and Hadley was one of the few friends she had who she confided in. Amelia related the ordeal of her stay at the hospital and when her dad went to get her, more like he sent the driver to get her. She had been miserable at his home, listening to her dad tell her she was leading a dangerous life. He didn't understand her; in fact, he was afraid of her and her weirdness.
Since she was little, every time Amelia came in contact with someone's blood she would have visions in her head of things that had happened or were about to happen to them. She had also discovered she could make things happen because of it. When she had been ten her dying mother had confessed to her that they were different and that she was a witch. Her mother had told her she descended from a bloodline of powerful witches. She had begged her to find someone to guide her with her abilities since she was not going to be able to. It wasn't until she turned fifteen that she found said mentor. Octavia. She met her at a fair and Octavia had been her friend and mentor since then.
Even though she couldn't control her visions, her magic was still a bit iffy. She often messed up the pronunciation of her Latin words and confused her spells. Hadley had been witness to that numerous times.
"So how did you get shot?" Hadley asked after she had cleaned up everything and had served the coffee. Amelia related everything about the incident, but left out Sookie's name since she wasn't sure how Sookie felt about her ability being disclosed to others.
"So you saved the bonded of the Sheriff?" Hadley asked. Amelia nodded.
"He…is…so…damn…hot," Amelia said punctuating every word. Hadley laughed at her serious face.
"Did you tell her that?" Hadley asked.
"No, she'd probably shoot me. Although she probably saw it in my head anyway," Amelia said, taking a sip of her coffee. Hadley frowned.
"What do you mean?" She asked curiously.
"Well, I mean I was probably drooling and had a stupid look on my face. Have you seen him?" Hadley shook her head and tears started falling as she remembered her dilemma. Her palms were up and Amelia saw something that caught her attention.
"That's interesting," Amelia said. She gently took Hadley's hand, but the nervous woman snatched it back.
"No thanks, I don't want to know what the future has waiting for me," Hadley said in a mocking tone - especially not now.
"That girl, she had that same line." She took Hadley's hand again, more forcefully this time. "Just let me see," Amelia said, staring in awe because it was the exact same line. Amelia could swear Hadley didn't have it before. It couldn't just suddenly appear, could it? Hadley saw Amelia's worried expression and waited while she traced the line back and forth.
"It wasn't there before. I swear, I would've seen it," Amelia sounded almost apologetic.
"Okay, now I want to know. What does it mean?" Hadley asked, curious. Amelia stared at her wondering if she should tell her.
"It means you found your mate and protector. Did you meet someone?" Amelia asked. "You know like someone who really rocks your boat," she added. Hadley flushed and took her hand back. "You did, who is it?" Amelia asked excitedly.
"It's not that," Hadley said, lowering her gaze. She was not embarrassed to tell Amelia, it was just that…
"Don't you fucking hide this from me, Hadley. Who is it?" Amelia demanded. Hadley started crying and sobbing, so Amelia went and sat next to her to comfort her. Amelia knew Hadley was the Queen's lover and she knew that was the reason Hadley was crying, because she was probably afraid of what the Queen would say.
"Look, Had, I know you are terrified of Sophie, but she will understand. I mean, she couldn't expect you to be with her forever. The bitch refuses to turn you every time you ask. Come on, how bad could it be? It's not like you fell in love with Andre or something unforgivable like that," Amelia said. Hadley became stiff in her arms. "Oh holy guacamole! Are you fucking kidding me? You said you thought he was…what was the word you used? Oh yeah, childish. What the hell, Had? I know you want to be a vampire, but damn girl!" Amelia noticed how Hadley kept on crying, ignoring her outburst.
"Shit, Had, what happened?" Amelia asked with worry now.
"We were…making out on the balcony and…he promised he'd ask her to…he wants to turn me himself, but…we were kissing and suddenly he was gone and Rasul brought me here. What if she did something to him? What if she can't forgive us?" Hadley said, still crying. "Rasul told me to not go into the palace until one of them came for me. I couldn't forgive myself if something happened to him."
Amelia walked back and forth in her kitchen. She couldn't think of any spell to help her friend. She sat back on her chair feeling defeated. "If only I could read minds like Sookie," she blurted out, exhaling.
"What did you say?" Hadley asked, puzzled.
"Oh, you know the girl I mentioned. She can read minds. How cool is that and…"
"You said her name is Sookie?" Hadley asked, interrupting Amelia.
"Yeah, I know weird name, right?"
"Sookie? She reads minds and she is the Sheriff's bonded?" Hadley asked, interrupting Amelia again.
"Yeah, are you deaf?" Amelia asked. Hadley's eyes were big and her tears were gone. She was smiling and she suddenly started laughing her ass off. Amelia stared thinking that Hadley had lost her marbles due to the stress of the situation. "Shit, I need professional help," Amelia muttered and walked towards her phone.
"What are you doing?" Hadley asked.
"We need help, Had. You are losing it," Amelia said. Hadley shook her head.
"Do you know how we can get in touch with her?" Hadley asked.
"Look, I know you are desperate, but I don't think she is going to agree to help a perfect stranger," Amelia pointed out.
"She's my cousin," Hadley said. Amelia kept staring at Hadley and then everything clicked into place. Hadley had told her of the one cousin she loved with all her heart, but somehow she was not right in the head. It was definitely a family trait if that was the case.
"The one that you told me was not wired right?" Amelia asked. Hadley nodded. "She looked plenty fine to me. You are the one who needs psychiatric help," Amelia suggested.
"Ames, I can't tell everyone that my cousin can get in their heads. You know how freaking unbelievable that is?" Hadley asked.
"Point taken, but lucky for you I do have her phone number. Just wait here. I'll be right back."
Sookie woke up to the sounds of Laura cleaning the house. She made her way to the bathroom and took care of her human needs. Last night had been…wild, liberating. Whatever magic that envelope had contained had made her feel…free somehow. She had talked to Eric about it and they both had agreed that it was best she talked to her great uncle about the source of her newfound confidence. They also wanted to know more about her light, whatever that was. She didn't see a freaking light bulb inside of her or did all people actually have one and hers was just…brighter, so to speak.
After dressing in a pair of jeans and a light pink blouse, the first thing she did was take her vitamins and the pink vial of magical liquid.
"Mistress, would you mind not having people appearing in the house. My weak heart cannot take these kinds of things. At least, would you mind letting me know ahead of time?" Laura requested politely.
"I'm sorry, Laura. I promise I will let you know. I will be having one of those 'appearing visitors' today. He is my great uncle," Sookie explained.
"Mistress, are we safe with people dropping in and out? Is that the reason why you have body guards? I don't mean to sound rude or overly inquisitive, but I would like to know what to expect," Laura asked.
"You are safe here. Don't worry. I just found out that…" and Sookie proceeded to explain everything about her family. It wasn't fair for Laura not to know. She was right, she needed to know and Eric could glamour her to forget if it was needed. Sookie told her it was okay if she didn't want to work with them anymore, but Laura refused. She loved working for them; it was just that she never imagined all these beings were actually real.
"Thank you, Mistress, for confiding in me. I swear to take it to the grave," Laura swore and proceeded to make Sookie a breakfast fit for royalty. After Sookie had eaten without throwing up this time, she was in the living room pondering how to call her great uncle when she heard a knock on the door.
"I'll get it, Mistress," Laura offered. "Hello," Laura greeted the young man, noticing he was very beautiful.
"Hello, my great-niece's care-taker. It is an honor to meet you," the man said and bowed respectfully.
"Oh, uh, hello," she replied, taken by the words and the reverence he used to greet her. "Are you here to see my Mistress?" She asked.
"Yes," he replied.
"Laura, this is my great-uncle Dermot. Uncle, this is Laura. She is my friend," Sookie said, greeting her great uncle with a smile. Laura smiled at the young man and made her way upstairs to continue cleaning and to give her mistress the privacy she needed. The…weird looking teenage girls were somewhere outside. Thank god, they scared the bejesus out of Laura because of their strange looking teeth.
"Please, come in," Sookie said and Dermot followed after her.
"You wanted to see me," Dermot said, as Sookie gestured for him to have a seat in the living room.
"Yes, I have some questions," she said, sitting next to him. "Would you like something to drink or eat?" She asked, but he shook his head.
"Your questions are about your light and your spark?" He asked.
"Yes, but before you explain that, I want to talk about the envelope." He nodded. "I think it did something to me. I feel different since I touched it. I am behaving differently. I feel…"
"Free," he supplied. She nodded. "Do you remember the first fairy? The one we thought to be the prince?" He asked. Sookie nodded. "He said you had true fire from the Brigant line and that you were fearless. He was merely pointing out qualities of our bloodline. My brother bound these qualities when you were little to hide you, to protect you. I believe the envelope dissolved the binding spell," Dermot explained.
"You mean I'm actually like this? Wanting to kill people all the time? I feel so much hatred towards him and I don't even know why. And why couldn't he touch me?" Sookie asked, knowing it wasn't necessary to explain to her uncle she was talking about the prince.
"We all have different abilities and that is why my brother asked Claudine to train you. You can control it, you just don't know how yet. We will teach you. I believe you have other abilities too and it has been unleashed by the unbinding spell. We don't know what else he did. He is the only one who knows and we cannot ask him," Dermot explained bluntly.
"Oh, you know that is a lot for me to take in and understand. A few nights ago I was just a telepath and now… I don't even know what I am," she explained. He nodded, understanding her frustrated state.
"The reason why the Prince cannot touch you is because a true Fairy's touch is like the glamour of the vampires. It can compel you to do things. Brother must've foreseen that and protected you against father's charms." Sookie raised her eyebrows.
"Can I do that?" She asked. That would be interesting.
"We don't know yet. Like I said, the unbinding spell liberated your abilities, but we don't know how many of our abilities you possess. Only with practice will we find out," he replied. He kept staring at her as if she was some beautiful star in the sky far beyond his reach. She glowed brightly and he could feel her magic reaching out to him. "Would you like to touch me?" He asked a bit hesitantly. Sookie blinked at his question. Why did it sound sinful?
"I…do you want me to?" She asked. She didn't know what to think about his question and now she was curious to find out what it was like to touch a Fairy. Will she feel tingling or something?
"I'd be very honored if you did," he replied.
"Ah, okay," she said, smiling at him. She raised her hand and reached out to touch his. The moment their fingers met, she felt a powerful surge of electricity and her ring glowed brightly, but it didn't sting like the night before. Instead, it felt warm, like a happy feeling she couldn't explain. She saw him close his eyes and he smiled happily. It was so strange to look at him and to know it wasn't Jason, yet his face was the same. Warmth spread though her, soothing her, comforting her.
"It feels…"
"Beautiful," they both said in unison.
"Try it," he urged. She knew he was asking her to compel him to do something, but she didn't know what. What could she ask of him?
"I don't know what to ask," she replied.
"Ask me to stand or do some kind of chore. I'll tell you if I feel it," he suggested. She nodded. She didn't know if she needed to close her eyes or not, but she did anyway. She thought of him getting up and getting a glass of water for her.
"I do not feel anything, but don't be discouraged," he offered. "Perhaps with practice it will work," he suggested. Sookie smiled weakly.
"Oh Jesus," Laura said and dropped the garbage bag when she saw her Mistress glowing a bright pink color along with the man in the living room. Sookie and Dermot let go and just like that the feeling of happiness disappeared.
Laura felt like she was in way over her head, but for some reason she liked Sookie. She was vibrant with life and so happy all the time, it was contagious. She picked up the bag and returned to one of the rooms to find something else to do.
"Thank you," Sookie said.
"You are welcome. Would you like me to tell you about your light and the spark?" He asked. She nodded.
"Your light is tied to your soul. Do you remember I told you we descend from angels?" He asked. Sookie sat more comfortably and nodded at his question. "As their descendants, we also have a halo, but because we are not full-blooded angels we cannot refer to it as a halo." Sookie put her palm up as if to ask a question.
"You are telling me this light is the halo?" She asked, astounded.
"Please, let me explain," he replied.
"Okay, I'll shut up," she said softly, which made him chuckle.
"This light it is our spiritual light and not everyone has it. Some have a more powerful halo." Sookie opened her mouth to ask another question, but closed it without saying a word. "You will start feeling more powerful after killing the two fairies last night," he explained. She blinked, not understanding his words.
"Sookie, this is very important. If a Fairy takes another Fairy's life, they consume their light and therefore their power. It is forbidden to do so for only greed. Brother must've passed on his light to you before he died and so you must be channeling his feelings when father is near," Dermot explained.
"But she, the Fairy woman, she killed him, so wouldn't she take his light?" Sookie asked.
"Yes, but if we do not die instantly we can pass our halo to someone in our bloodline," he replied.
"Why would he pass it on to me then?" Sookie asked.
"Because you have always been very dear to him," Dermot said. Tears fell down from Sookie's brilliant blue eyes. She actually believed that was true and she was sad that she had not met him. Even in his last moments, he had thought of her.
"Is the spark the same thing?" She asked.
"No, the spark is your magic. These abilities you posses are within your spark. Your brother and your cousin only share our beautiful traits, but their spark is not…'on' so to speak. It is there, but they need another being, you call them soul mates, to light their spark. This rarely happens, but it does happen," Dermot supplied.
"Do you think, Eric…?" She couldn't even ask the question. Dermot nodded.
"I'm sure. In general, vampires do not love, but a soul mate is hard to reject or ignore. The pull is far too strong to deny." Sookie's head was going to explode any minute. And though she felt overwhelmed by all this information, everything was starting to make sense. She pondered on what had happened to her in the last couple of months and what happened to Jason…
"Oh, I think Jason found his soul mate too…" she blurted out. That's why he had been able to shift completely, at least that's what Sookie thought.
"You should call him so that I can meet him. I will be able to tell," Dermot offered. Sookie called Jason and he said he'd be there in about an hour. When she hung up, she noticed she had four missed calls from Amelia.
"I have to return this phone call. Do you mind?" Sookie asked her uncle.
"No, I will be outside," he said and stepped out the back where Glad was.
"Hello, Sookie?" It wasn't Amelia's voice. Sookie's heart skipped a beat, recognizing the voice that had answered Amelia's phone. She was so stunned she had to sit down on her couch.
"Hadley?" Sookie asked, tears already starting to fall. It had been more than ten years since she had last seen her cousin. After what her uncle had done to her, Hadley had not been right. She had been doing drugs, drinking alcohol, and anything else she could to try to forget. In fact, Hadley had saved Sookie from the same miserable life.
"Yes, it's me," Hadley answered. Her lips were trembling and her heart swelled to hear Sookie's voice. She had been so worried something had happened to her and now to know she was bonded to a powerful vampire gave her some piece of mind.
"How did you…?" Sookie couldn't even ask.
"Amelia…" she said between sobs, "we live together…" They both cried on the phone, if they had seen each other face to face, the same would've happened except they would've run into each other's arms.
"Are you okay?" Sookie asked after she had taken a few deep breaths.
"Yes, I'm doing fine. Are you okay? We thought you had fled Bon Temps and we couldn't find you and I was worried. Then Amelia told me you are with the Sheriff. Is he nice to you?" Hadley spoke so quickly that Sookie kept trying to answer her, but no voice came out.
"What do you mean, we?" Sookie asked confused by Hadley's words.
"The Queen and I. She had sent Bill to protect you and we hadn't heard from him in a while. We were worried something happened to you," Hadley replied.
"Oh, I'm okay. I'm very happy with Eric." Sookie didn't see the need to tell her just-found cousin that someone was trying to kill her. Why worry her?
"I'm glad," Hadley said and Sookie could hear relief in her voice.
"How about you? Do you have a man…Why are you with the Queen?" Sookie asked.
Hadley thought of how to answer Sookie's question, but she was not about to get her cousin involved in her troubles. "It's a long story," Hadley said.
"Listen, Had. I have to tell you something important in person, it is about our family. Do you think you could drive to Shreveport today or tomorrow?" Sookie asked.
"I already know about Gran," Had replied sadly.
"No, it's not that. Hadley, it has to do with our blood. Please, it's important. I'm glad we found each other. I must explain this to you, so you have to come, Hadley." Sookie sounded worried and anxious on the phone. Hadley thought about it and since she couldn't go back to the palace, at least not while the King was there and she wanted to see Sookie again anyway, it was a good excuse to leave for a couple of days.
"I have to do something tonight, but I will drive there after. Let me write down the address," Hadley said and wrote the address of Fangtasia and Eric's house.
As Sookie hung up, the doorbell rang again. She went to answer it since Laura was upstairs. Thank god, it was Jason. Dermot heard the doorbell and he returned to the living room to meet his great nephew. Sookie and a man who looked to be his twin were already embracing.
Jason turned his head to look at the other man standing in Sookie's living room.
"Holy shit, Sook! Is that my clone?" Jason asked, surprised. Sookie couldn't help it and broke out laughing.
"No, Jason. I want you to meet our great uncle Dermot," Sookie said, walking him towards their uncle, while both men were staring at each other.
"Is this a joke, Sook? We aint got no more family," Jason said stubbornly. Although the man looked a lot like him so it was hard to argue they were not related, but a great uncle? They looked to be the same age. He had no wrinkles. Jason was going to ask him what type of exercises he did and what he ate. He definitely wanted to look like that in a couple of years then Sookie wouldn't be able to make fun of him if she was turned.
"Perhaps it is best Sookie explains to you about where you come from so you can understand. Please have a seat," Dermot suggested. Jason sat on the other side of the sofa away from his clone.
"Jason, you remember Dr. Ludwig said we have a special mumbo jumbo in our blood?" Sookie asked and Jason nodded absently, unable to pry away his eyes from the man that was sitting at the other end of the sofa.
"Here, I want you to read this, but do not ask any questions yet." Sookie handed him a book that had the definition of Fairies. It was the same book she had used to explain to Laura about what she is.
Who are the Faeries?
Winged creatures, Imps, Sprites, Hobgoblins. Puck in his forest bower creating mischief for hapless wanderers. The Selkie King, Hell Hounds, Jenny Green Teeth. Queen Mab leading the Wild Ride on Samhain eve.
Everything we know of Faeries comes to us from folklore. The many things learned from folklore include:
The Faeries, or Fey, live close to nature. Their homes are often hollow hills or mounds, and they dance in rings of mushrooms or stones.
They spend a good deal of time devoting themselves to the arts: dancing, making music and song. In the case of Irish Faeries, they are often warlike.
Faeries can hurt or help humans, but there seems little evidence as to why they choose to do one or the other.
They fear iron.
They can appear as many elements of the natural world: human, animal, floral, Bird-like, fox-like, insect-like etc.
They can be lusty, and they seem to desire romance and sex as much as humans do (or perhaps a good deal more). Often their embrace is harmful or deadly. In other cases, it spells heartache to mortals.
Some Faeries are portrayed as immortal, some as long-lived.
They have a sense of humor and often a sense of honor.
Faeries were angels who had not taken sides during the war in Heaven. Since they did not side with Satan, they were not consigned to Hell; not siding with God meant they could not remain in Heaven. So they were relegated to a world between Heaven and Hell, the Faerie world, in the same plane as our Earth.
"Sookie, there is no such thing as…" Sookie covered his mouth quickly with her hand since she didn't know if that myth was true or not. In Peter Pan, when someone said fairies did not exist, a Fairy died.
Dermot chuckled. "It is not true, Sookie." Sookie nodded and uncovered Jason's mouth.
"You brought me here to read about Tinker bell? Besides, the book says these are just myths and legends." He was confused as to why Sookie was making him read this book. Though he knew there was a point, otherwise she wouldn't have called him away from his job. He was happy to see her and to see she was unharmed, but…
"Jason, I'm sorry, but there is no easy way to say this. We are Fairies," Sookie said seriously. Jason stared at her in astonishment, but then he started laughing.
"We don't have wings. We can't fly…" He stopped seeing Sookie's serious look and the man looked at him expectantly, but something made him look away and ponder on Sookie's words. Why would she say something so outrageous if it wasn't true? He looked down at the book and reviewed again at what he had read.
He dropped the book at the realization that this was the reason he had been able to shift into a complete panther. There was no other explanation. He was a freaking Fairy. To say he was shocked was the understatement of the century. He studied the other man more closely. He wasn't wearing tights. He dressed just like any other man would dress with jeans and t-shirt. He always thought Sookie was the only one special in his family, now he knew that he too was different. But what else did it mean for him?
Sookie told him the story of Fintan and his grandmother. Dermot kept on nodding as Sookie related the story. Jason's eyes were big and he cried, unsure what to believe, yet he knew in his heart it was all true. When he was little, he remembered always feeling a comforting presence. He had not felt it for some years and now he knew why.
"How old are you?" Jason asked Dermot.
"I'm six-hundred years-old," Dermot explained and then telling them that he wasn't sure they would live as long as other fairies since they were only an eighth. Jason was too shocked by everything; it was hard to have any coherent thoughts.
"Your brother, in fact, has found his mate. His spark is alive," Dermot explained. Then Dermot proceeded to explain to Jason about the halo and the spark. Jason asked several times if they were sure he didn't have a halo because he thought that would've been cool, although he already knew he was no angel.
"I always thought you were some kind of angel," Jason said, staring at Sookie. "You were always so pretty. I have never met a girl as pretty as you," he said. Jason embraced her and they both felt a tingling the way Sookie had when she embraced Dermot earlier. He pressed a kiss on her forehead.
"Sook, don't tell anyone I'm a Fairy. People might take it the wrong way," he said and left her house soon after. Sookie only shook her head after his departure. She had wanted to ask him to stay, but he was just as overwhelmed as she was, so she let him go.
"I think it is time for me to go, Great-Niece. I shall see you again soon," he said, bowing respectfully and Sookie did the same in return. She went back to her room and slept next to her Viking until dark. All this family stuff had her exhausted.
"You are all packed?" Amelia asked as she saw Hadley locking her apartment.
"Yeah, I'm just going to make a small stop at the cemetery and I I'll drive to Shreveport," Hadley said. Amelia gave her hug and watched as her friend drove away. Amelia went back to her apartment and finished cleaning the mess she had made earlier that morning. When she was getting ready to put the garbage away, she saw a small piece of glass with blood on it, she knew it could only be Hadley's. She hesitated to touch it, but found if she could use her gift to help Hadley, then she wanted to. Hadley and Octavia were her adopted family. She braced herself for what she was going to see and touched the end of the glass where she knew Hadley's blood was.
She was assaulted with so many images flickering so fast from Hadley's past and her future, but what disturbed her the most was the last image - in a graveyard, on top of a tomb of stone laid Hadley's lifeless body. Amelia dropped the bag and ran outside to see if she could still see Hadley, but she was long gone. She had to do something. She had to save her friend and the sun was already starting to set. She had never tried this before, but damn it to hell, she was going to summon a vampire from his dark slumber. To hell with her pain, she removed the shoulder sling and covered her windows as best as she could. She arranged all the paraphernalia she needed on her bed and she dialed Octavia's number.
"What's wrong now?" Octavia asked when she heard Amelia's frantic voice.
"She is going to die tonight. I have to do something to save her. Please, I know you don't want me to use magic I'm not ready to perform yet, but you have to help me. I can't let her die. Help me summon her mate," Amelia pleaded. After Octavia asked a couple more questions, she understood what Amelia was trying to do. Octavia always told Amelia to not be afraid of her gifts, that she had to use them to help others, and now was the time.
"Tell me everything you have on the bed," Octavia said. Amelia sighed in relief that her mentor was going to help her save Hadley.
Sookie woke to the feel of cool lips caressing her naked body. She squirmed under his touch, but smiled happily. She loved waking up like this, her husband always excited to wake up next to her. Her eyes fluttered open to be greeted by his flirtatious smile.
"How long have you been awake?" She asked him.
"A couple of minutes," he said between kisses. "Lover, you requested that I always tell you everything, and now it's time I disclose to you a secret that no one knows," he said as he roamed her body, licking and kissing, his hands caressing her delicious curves.
All Sookie could think about was the fire that she felt every time he touched her. She had no clue what he was talking about. "What secret?" Sookie managed to ask.
"It has to do with the fact that no one can glamour you except for me. It has to do with the first time we met," he said.
"The night of the raid?" She asked.
"No, Lover. We had met before," he said and claimed her lips passionately and then… she remembered.
A/N: So what do you think Eric is talking about? How do you think they met? Do you think Amelia will be able to save Hadley?
Have you read the new Sookie novella mystery? I have a bit of information on my blog...Link on my profile.
If you review, I will send you a bit a sneak peek of how Eric and Sookie met before...xoxo
