Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Trueblood.
Sorry for the wait, I had to go back through to see where I was in Trueblood and find the time to actually write.
Watching the Dursley males wake up and greet the days should probably be videotaped for the world to enjoy. It would start with the very distinctive sound of the beds that they were on creaking ominously as they put everything that they had into levering themselves out of the bed. Vernon actually had to have Petunia push him up from the other side of the bed, she had tried to pull him up on multiple occasions and she couldn't even budge him an inch. After getting out of the beds they would grumble as they collect whatever clothes Petunia put out for them the previous evening and somehow manage to get dressed without opening their eyes more than once. They would stumble down the stairs with almost identical scowls on their faces as they flopped down into the chairs and started eating the food that I had barely managed to get in front of them in time.
Petunia always came down a couple of minutes later. She turned her nose slightly up as she used all of her manners while eating to make it look like she was higher class than she really was. I was more than a little glad that I hadn't went to sleep after comforting Sookie the night before and had already finished my own breakfast. It wouldn't have made any of the Dursleys happy to have me laughing at their morning behavior.
Sookie had been harder to comfort than I thought she would have been. She understood that it was just pack law that caused Bill's behavior but she didn't seem to know whether she could deal with a vampire boyfriend or not. Something about Bill raised my hackles a bit but whom else would Sookie be able to have a meaningful relationship with? I know that it would be awfully hard for me to turn down someone that I couldn't hear the thoughts of, sure some people were harder to understand than others but never silent. At this point I would settle for someone foreign that thought in a different language, but I've learned most languages just through listening to people.
I watched Sookie leave, she was going to visit Bill's house but I didn't say a word. I filled up another plate and handed it to an exhausted Jason that stumbled into the kitchen with an out of it look on his face. Apparently he had refused to head home with a woman at Merlotte's and somehow ended up at Gram's after she hit him upside the head with her serving tray.
{T}
The minute the phone rang I knew that it couldn't be anything good. "Stackhouse residence, may I ask whose calling?"
Sookie's voice sounded shaky and nothing like her normal self. "I went over to Dawn's house to wake her up and she was dead. She looked like she had been dead for hours and there were fang scars on her and someone told the sheriff that Jason argued with her at Merlotte's and they think that he did it. You have to make sure that he's okay."
"Sookie, Jason came here after he left Merlotte's and he was here all night. He was already in bed by the time this young lady got home. I won't let them take him, I promise."
"Who could be doing this?" Sookie almost sounded hysterical, with good reason of course. "First it was Maudette and now it's Dawn. They were both with vampires before they died and now they're both dead."
"It will be alright Sookie. You need to answer whatever questions they have for you and then you head on home." I looked into the kitchen and made sure that none of the Dursleys were watching or listening. "You will get something to eat and then you are going to get ready for work like you always do, it is your day off but Sam is going to need your help and you're going to need to keep your mind busy. I know that it's horrible but the best way to deal with this is to go on with life. I will see you when you get home."
{T}
The Bon Temps Police arrived before Sookie did. They were everything that you could expect from a small town police department, especially Detective Belfleur. He was filled to the brim with a higher than thou attitude couple with low self-esteem. "We're here for Jason Stackhouse."
"I don't really think that there's any reason at all for you to be bothering Jason right now." I could practically feel his anger start to rise. "He has been here all night and all of today. Now I'm sure that some gossip told you that he argued with the Dawn woman and you're all in a hurry to think that he's the one that you're after, but the whole argument was over Jason refusing to go home with the tart and he came here right after that and has yet to leave."
Belfleur was in a state. "Jason Stackhouse never refuses to go home with a woman and he was with both of the murdered women before they died."
"Yes, I'm sure then that you have questioned every man that slept with Maudette, which even someone as new to town as I am have heard tales of and that you also questioned every patron at Merlotte's last night, since they were all with Dawn at the same time that Jason was." Belfleur looked just about ready to strangle me.
The old sheriff looked more amused than angry. "Are you sure that he was here all night long and didn't leave, even for a moment?"
I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I caught sight of Petunia looking through the window. "Yes, I am very sure that Jason was here all night long, that boy slept like the dead in my room while I stayed up and read a book, Great Expectations to be exact. He snores and the couches downstairs tend to try to swallow me whole. After he woke up and ate breakfast he started to mow the lawn while I supplied him with lemonade. He only finished shortly before Sookie called about the tragedy. Now I would appreciate it if you would clear off before Sookie gets home so that I can get her to relax a bit and maybe forget for a moment or two about finding a friend dead."
I put my best glare on with my hands on my hips and didn't let up as they both started to look mighty uncomfortable. They managed to last a couple of minutes before they ran off with their tails between their legs. Luckily they managed to clear out before Sookie swerved into the drive like a hellhound was hot on her heels.
{T}
I honestly didn't mean to overhear Gram and Sookie but I couldn't really help it. Gram wanted Sookie to find the one that killed the two women to make sure that Jason doesn't get stuck as the scapegoat. Why use only one telepath, when there were two on hand?"
{T}
Merlotte's was much busier than usual with everyone trying to forget about the fact that two young women were gone. Of course some were just trying to pick up gossip and quite a few were ready to either blame the poor girls for their own death or blame Jason without a shred of proof. By the time that Mr. Compton walked I was almost glad to have the mental conversation turn toward everyone's feelings about him rather than Dawn and Jason.
I managed to slip out of my favorite booth and follow Sookie as she pulled Mr. Compton out of the building with a plan in mind, unfortunately. There's nothing quite like hearing how your cousin wants to find a killer by walking into a bar full of creatures that hunt humans as food. I almost wanted to agree with Sam when she started to argue with Sookie about going to Fangtasia.
"He's only trying to look after you Sookie." I followed her out to her car with a smile on my face.
"I know, but I'm more than capable of looking after myself." Sookie was filled to the brim with righteous indignation. "Where does he get off trying to tell me what to do and to tell me that he thinks that vampires need to keep away from everybody else?"
"He's a friend that is worried that someone he cares about is going to get in over her head trying to save her brother from small town idiots." I could hear her mind start to slow down as she thought about it. The car pulled out of the parking lot with more care than I had expected too. "Most people are still trying to get over the fact that vampires, something that they grew up fearing would eat them in their sleep, are actually all around them. Sam is far more accepting than most who would like to go on some sort of crusade to stake all of the 'unholy' creatures of the night. It's going to be a very long time before vampires could even begin to expect people to think of them as normal. It doesn't matter that they've been around all this time without hunting humans to extinction, all that people are going to care about is how they handle themselves now that they're in the spotlight and out of the coffin so to speak."
I could see the way her shoulders relaxed and knew that that was as much as I could probably expect to get for right now anyway. "Now, what do you think that I should wear to Fangtasia?" The look on her face as she almost swerved of the road was totally worth it.
Review and let me know what you think. I know that I'll probably have to go back and fix last names later, but I didn't want to waste time with the small stuff if it was still obvious who I was talking about
