Familiar dialogue from foreverdreaming. org and i do not own TB, but I do think that the time line is very confusing because i have no idea how many days pass in one episode and i have to actually look at a time line to figure everything out. Hard work.

*Edit 11/2/2016: there is a lot more than the other chapters that I edited in.

She woke with a start as she heard the phone start to ring. She scrambled up from the couch hitting her knee on the corner of the coffee table. She grabbed the phone off the stand at the end of the couch and pressed it to her ear.

"Godric's residence, this is Millie how may I help you?" Millie asked her voice heavy with sleep as she sat her head down on the side of the couch. She wasn't ready to get up yet. She felt like she could sleep from another 30 years before getting up. It was how she usually felt when she got up without a nightmare.

"Well, well, well. Godric got himself a little w-STAN! Don't you go there- while he was away didn't he?" Millie heard a voice on the other side of the phone. She guessed it was the Stan she was supposed to meet last night, from the way Isabel was yelling in the back ground.

She really didn't want to do this right now. She just wanted to unpack her things, sit down and watch episodes of the TV shows she has missed. She did not want to deal with a southern sounding vampire who was ready to call her a very nasty name. Thank you Isabel.

"Hi, um can this wait until," Millie looked at the clock on the wall, it was 7 o'clock. The sun had barely set, she looked it up and it was usually six thirty when the sun sets around Texaas, "About 10? I have to get some things done where I'm staying."

Stan sighed heavily. "Humans. Fine we'll be there by ten."

"Are you a cowboy?"

"…What the fuck." Stan hung up the phone as Millie started to giggle. She couldn't help it. His southern twang wasn't from where she was and it wasn't exactly the Texas' version of an accent. She just remembered what Eric said about cowboys in Dallas and it just came out. She was getting a little too comfortable around vampires it seems.

Millie dropped the phone back into the holder before sitting up. She just sat there a moment before grabbing the remote and clicked the on button. Nothing happened to the TV. No she heard a swishing sound coming from her left. The windows had a platting or paneling come over the glass windows blocking out he last rays of the sun. Millie blinked in surprise as the room darkened. She clicked the same button and sighed in relief as they started to move back.

She really didn't want to break Godric's house the first night she was there officially. She might not have enough saved up to fix whatever he did with those panels. She shook her head before going to the room given to her. She unzipped the bags and took a good long look at what was inside.

She was blown out of her mind.

Everything inside was exactly what she would normal wear. Jean short shorts, tank tops baggy sweaters, even a new pairs of pumps. It was like fucking Christmas for her. The only thing that got her was the underwear. It was thongs and laces push up bras. Nothing like her comfortable boy cut underwear. Pam. Millie had no idea why Pam packed this. She wasn't going to have people see her underwear, so why did it matter. The bikini tucked in the corner; however, she was going to wear in the giant pool in the back.

She needed to thank Pam later.

Millie grabbed a knitted oversized pull over cream colored sweater, jean short shorts and a white tank top. She didn't know what to wear underneath all of it. She finally decided on the matching black set. It was the least revealing out of all them in her suitcase. Grabbing the nap sack she went to the bathroom and started to get cleaned up.

She ate a quick meal, a peanut butter sandwich, in the kitchen. It was bigger than the one she had at her house, filled with stainless steel appliances, and hardwood flooring. She was absolutely in love with it. She was going to use the kitchen to the fullest potential possible as she stayed there. She liked cooking but not at the level of wanting it as a career. No she was a science and art person, who leaned more to the art side of things. Just ask her sketch book; it was filled with drawings of Lafayette, Eric and Pam…and maybe one of Chou.

Millie sat down on the couch. She was going to go for the remote but the home phone caught her eye. It was like it was just calling her name wanting to be used, but she had no idea why. Then she remembered she left without telling anyone. She picked it up and dialed Sookie. It was pure luck she just remembered. If she left Sookie hanging any longer she was sure she'd get an ear full. Millie didn't want her to be any more anger with her. She was pissed as it is.

"Hello?" Sookie's voice answered. Her voice sounded so strained as she spook into the phone. Millie wanted to cringe. Sookie only got that way when something bad happened. The last time she heard Sookie sound like that was her telling Millie how someone was found dead in Detective Andy's car.

"Should I call back?" Millie asked. If Sookie was a mood she would just call back. She hated to be anywhere around Sookie when she got like this. If she stayed around Sookie for more than ten seconds she would rip her cousin's hair out.

"Millie? Oh my gosh, where have you been? Whose phone are you using?"

Millie pinched her nose before giving a long airy sigh. Sookie was gearing up for a lecture she rather not have. She has had too many in the last couple of weeks and she didn't need any more. All Sookie ever said was hoe disappointed she was in her and that Eric was a dangerous man. Millie knows this. She knows it, but Eric treated her like a normal person and that was worth the risk she took to be near him.

"I'm doing something for Eric, I won't be back for a while." Millie bit her thumb. She just wanted this to get over with. She was not in the mood to have an hour long lecture over the phone, and she had vampires on their way over,

"Camilla Marie Delhoussaye! You need to get back home right now! I need to talk-"

"Sookie, I'm fine. I just wanted you to know I wasn't dead, but I have to go. I'll see you when I get home." Millie rushed before clicking it off. She wasn't going to hear the end of it when she got back to Bon Temps. Sookie didn't take it well she no one listened to her. She felt like people were ignoring her and didn't treat her like a lady. Millie got that she liked control over her life, but Millie did to, and she didn't want Sookie to try and control hers.

Then next person she called was 'Big Daddy'. It took him longer to answer, but he picked up right before it went to voice mail.

"Ja?"

"Hey Eric." Millie grumbled as she stared at the window paneling. "Have you found anything about Lafayette?"

"Yes, I have – Millie?! ERIC GIVE ME THE PHONE SHE NEEDS TO KNOW WH- and he is well. He got into a disagreement with a client. He should be fine when you get back."

Millie's heart started to race as she smiled so hard her face felt like it was going to fall off. "Can I talk to him!? I need to know he is alright!...and was that Sookie?"

Eric grunted, "She had an accident and needed to come to Fangtasia for-"

"What kind of accident? Is everything okay back home?" Millie stood up and started to pace around the coffee table. "She didn't say anything when I called her."

"Maybe it's because you keep cutting people off." Eric snapped, "She's fine, it was some kind of wild animal, but we are looking into it. Now do you want to talk to Lafayette or not?"

"Yes, yes I do!" Millie whined as she started to circle the coffee table again.

"Mini Hooka that you?" Lafayette asked is a raspy voice, like he was straing to even talk.

"OH, Lafayette! You had me worried! I told Tara you weren't on a bender but she wouldn't listen to me! Eric said he would find you!" Millie gushed as she sat down tears coming to her eyes.

"AH… yeah. He…found me alright." Lafayette coughed aa little at the end. Millie heard Eric say something but it was too soft for her to hear. "I have to go, White Chocolate, but don't worry no more. Lala will be back in action in no time."

Millie smiled into the phone, as tears of joy fell from her eyes. "Thank you Eric."

"Don't thank me, I truly did nothing, but I do have to go. I will see you soon." Eric clicked the phone off. Millie hiccupped as she sat the phone down and whipped her face off.

She felt lighter, like a weight has been lifted off her shoulder. It was like she was freed from chains holding her down. She never realized exactly how much she was worrying about Lafayette, until she heard his voice. She wanted to scream in joy that he was back and perfectly fine. She didn't have to worry about him anymore, now that he Lala was safe.

She was still sitting on the couch sitting crossed legged on the couch relaxing from her emotional fit when they got there, She was just watching reruns of Charmed when they came barreling in like they owned the place. Stan looked like she had imagined, like a modern cowboy, even complete with a hat. He fit the bill of stereotypical cowboy, which was the most amazing thing in Millie's life. She was actually meeting a cowboy.

"Well, aren't you cute as a button?" He sneered. She was beginning to dislike him the more he talked, which bummed her out. If he kept it up she was going to throw something at him. Her cowboy dreams went down the drain. All her thoughts about cowboys were ruined for the rest of her days. She blamed Eric.

"Hi. I'm Millie. You must be Stan." Millie grumbled out and took the TV remote control, the right one this time she finally figured it out. She clicked the TV to mute as Isabel sat down putting her purse on the floor next to her.

"Not now Stan. How was your first night here Camilla?" Isabel smiled, her cheeks pulling back and little wrinkles appeared next to her eyes.

Millie shrugged her shoulders. "Fine I guess. I didn't really get out of the house; jet lag caught up to me." She smiled as she got up from the couch. She was getting a little uneasy with having two unfamiliar vampires in the room. "So what was it that needed to be discussing?"

Stan who was looking out over the pool finally turned around. He didn't look happy. His face in a permanent frown since he got here deepened. "We need to be talking about why in the hell we aren't going to the fucking church and burning it down!"

Isabel stood up faster than Millie's eye could see. Stan hit a nerve. "We do not have proof that they took Godric!"

"We don't have proof that they didn't!"

"Well we can find out real quick like!"

"NO. This is not how we do things!"

"Yes it is, now it's just bad for publicity. We should never have gone mainstream!"

"Oh, shut up Stan. You know nothing!"

Millie watched as they went at it. They just kept arguing back and forth back and forth. Stan wanted to kill everyone in the Fellowship of the Sun Church. Isabel thought that wasn't right and would start a war. Millie agreed with both of them. They did need to get Godric back and if they invaded it would be the most direct way to get him back, but she really didn't want to kill all those people. If the Church was on TV arguing with vampires it was a sign that they were a well known organization and may have a lot of people inside. Millie had conflicted emotions. Was there a way to invade without killing all those people? She would have fallen asleep from them repeating themselves over and over. If Stan hadn't have thrown a vase on a side table, shattering it into a wall she would have leaned her head on the back of the couch and taken a nap. But she couldn't let Stan get away with ruining something she might have to replace. She had to get involved.

"Hey, know calm the fuck down!" Millie shrieked as she went over to the broken vase. She didn't know if it was valuable or not. What if Godric kept that as a souvenir from his travels? How was she going to replace something like that?

"You shut the fuck up HUMAN!" Stan yelled at her and grabbed another vase. Millie ducked behind the couch holding her hands up in surrender.

"Will you stop throwing things?! If you keep going nothing will be left of his house!" Millie shrieked as Isabel grabbed the vase from Stan's hand and put it back. Millie sighed in relief. Stan didn't say anything but disappeared. The only indication that he left was the door slamming shut.

Isabel slumped down in the chair putting the vase down on the coffee table. Millie looked a crossed the back of the couch to her. She got up from kneeling and jumped over the back and slumped down on the couch.

"Is he always that intense?" Millie whispered as she tried to relax her shoulders. It wasn't as easy as it could have been. She was sure she was going to get a face full of glass when he looked towards her with that vase in his hand. She hasn't gotten hurt enough to have vampire blood yet and she was hoping to keep that record going. If or when she separated from Eric for whatever reason, she wanted it to be good and optimistic reasons; she didn't want to be tied to him with his blood. She didn't want to think about him when she would be trying to forget him.

"Yes, Stan is…Stan. There is no way to deal with him, but to just ride in through. No matter how hard you try." Isabel sighed. Her purse suddenly beeped. Her caramel hand reached inside and picked up her phone and flipped it open. Her frown turned into a stunning smile.

Oh. Millie put a hand on her smile to hide the frown on her face. Isabel was in love too. What was with her and attracting couples around her? Sookie finds love, then Tara, even if it was just a little stunt with Sam, Arlene and Terry are in the flirting stage, and now she was seeing the affect of vampires in love. Isabel had that same twinkle in her eye that Sookie had when she talked about Bill. Why couldn't she have that? Every time she turned around everyone wasn't as lonely as her.

"What's his name?" Millie asked as she moved from the couch. She had to clean up that glass Stan broke. Millie thought she saw a trash can and broom in the kitchen.

"Hugo." Isabel whispered. Her eyes sparkling as she talked. She didn't move as Millie went to the kitchen and grabbed the broom, and sweeper tray. She was just starring at the ground when she got back and started her chore.

"You must love him a lot, Sweet Tea." Millie smiled bitterly. At least she tried to smile.

"I do. It's just….we have been fighting for some while and I'm not sure if…."

Millie bent down and started to sweep the glass up. "You're wondering if you should break up."

Isabel nodded her head, as her hands twirling the phone. Little cricks were coming from it telling Millie she was putting a little bit of pressure on the tiny black box. She was really worried about whatever was going on in between her and her lover. Millie couldn't sympathize; she never was in love before, unless you counted the little crush she had on Jason in the second grade. She doesn't think that counts though. She never wanted to think about it again either

"Yes. He keeps bring up that I should turn him, but…I just can't." Isabel dropped her phone into her purse and held her hands on her chest.

Millie stopped sweeping up the glass. Isabel's face was covered in a pain that Millie didn't know. It was twisted and her eyes dimmed to nearly black holes of sorrow. "Isabel."

Isabel's head jerked up and looked over to her. Millie could see the start of blood tears in the corner of her eyes. "I'm sorry. You probably don't want to hear my troubles-"

"Stop Isabel." Millie sat down her things and put her hand on Isabel's knee. "I don't know what your relationship is like. I haven't even been in one yet so I don't know how good my advice will be but…why haven't you turned him?"

Isabel jerked her knee out from under her hand as she recoiled from Millie. "I could never do that to him. I want him to live and not end up like I am. Cold to the touch…never to be able to have his children. I want him to have a life. To have a family."

Millie smiled before going back to work. She emptied the tray first, in the wash bin next to the computer chair a little bit away, before starting to sweep again. "Maybe you should tell him that, but also take into account what he wants."

Isabel's face went slack as she starred at Millie's bent back. Millie didn't pay her any mind, but she did stop sweeping to say one last thing. "He may love you enough that he's willing to give it all up. It's really not your choice if he goes somewhere else to be turned is it?"

"No one would touch him. He's mine."

Millie smirked before emptying the last of the glass into the trash bin. She turned slowly on the balls of her feet to face her. "If there is a will there is a way."

Isabel looked at her like she was trying to find out what makes her tick. Finally she stopped starring to grab her purse and got up from the arm chair. "Your advice is the worst…but most enlightening. Such a weird child you are"

Millie gave her a little salute. "It's what I do…..and I'm not a child. Haven't been in years."

Isabel smiled a little before leaving. Millie didn't wait for her to leave before dumping the bin full of glass into the bigger trash can in the kitchen. Afterward she grabbed her cell phone from the coffee table and dialing Eric. Instead of sitting down to watch the muted television she went to the computer sitting in the chair and powering it on. She really didn't want to pay for another vase when it wasn't her fault that it was broken, damn it Stan, but….Stan wasn't going to buy a new one. Just a feeling.

"It's almost sunrise, Millie. What took you so long?" Eric snapped. He seemed a little pissed off. Millie rolled her eyes. She could only do that because it was over the phone and not in person.

"What was wrong with Sookie when I called her she seemed strung out." Millie ignored his question as the computer showed a password protected screen. Damn. She didn't even have the slightest clue on what it was. She typed in 'vampire' to see what would happen. It didn't work.

"She found out I was torturing humans for information, plus she was attacked by an animal remember?" Eric stated matter-of-factly, like he was talking about the weather, which was a little creepy, "She will also be coming to Dallas tomorrow night. I will be coming a couple hours behind. We meet at Carmilla's at midnight. Be ready."

"You do remember I don't have a license, right?" She laughed a little as she typed 'fangs' in next. That didn't work either. "Do you know Godric's computer password?!"

"Yes, I know, but Pam taught you every well. Don't wreck it, it'sGodric favorite. Now what have you learned?" Eric grunted as she heard something move in the back ground. She didn't have vampire hearing so she didn't know what it was. "Try 930A.D."

Millie typed it in and almost shouted in joy when it unlocked and opened up. "Hey it worked!" She clicked the search engine and typed started looking for a florist around Godric's house.

"The Fellowship of the Sun did it, I don't have proof though, and Isabel won't move an inch until we do."

Eric snarled. Millie almost jumped out of her seat when she heard something crash on the other side phone. "They are incompetent! När jag fårdetkommer jag attrippasinahjärtan med mina barahänderoch fest tills jag hungernintemer!"

Millie shuddered as she heard him switch to Swedish. Whatever he said sent chills down her spine. It was such a raw language and with such aggression he said it, it made Millie want to run for the hills. She really needed to learn Swedish. Maybe she'll do that once she gets to college, though she was still debating on going or not.

"Yeah…well if Sookie is coming we might need her to investigate the church for us." Millie sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "I'll go to but I won't hear at much as her. I get it though touch mostly not just listening. Besides, Churches don't like letting girls in without a man near to keep an eye on them."

"What do they think you are? Whores and prostitutes?" Eric sneered at her.

"Yep." She popped her 'p' as she answered, scrolling through way the search engine popped out. She clicked a link and looked at the credentials.

"I don't like churches." Eric stated, "I like your idea, but Bill won't like it, and it would put not only you but Sookie in danger."

Millie stopped scrolling down the homepage. Yes she would be in danger, but it was worth it. Eric has been so good to her, even if she was treated like a prized pet. She was patted on the head and wasn't treated differently because of her little problem. She could repay him a little she would do it…plus he signed over a boat load of cash into her name…And Lafayette. He helped Lafayette.
"I know, Sugar, but…He seems important to you, enough that I might use the L word to describe your relationship. Think of it as a thank you for all things you've done for me. Oh and can you call me if you know anything about how Lafay-"

Eric didn't say anything else, but just clicked his phone off. What a rude vampire.

She shrugged her shoulders and went back to looking for vases. She clicked out of the website she was in and found another one. This one looked expensive. Millie's eye spotted the best yet. It was a crystal vase, which looked just right for the house. The light from the hanging lights would reflect perfectly with the diamond cut. She placed an order of two dozen Camellias. It would cost her over five hundred but it was worth it, even if it didn't match the other one in the house.

Millie then proceeded to clean the whole house to calm her nerves. She didn't want to seem to be slacking off. After all she was suppose to take care of the place.

Millie was in the middle of curling her hair the next night when her door bell rang. It wasn't anyone important but just her flowers she ordered. The delivery guy didn't stay longer than two seconds before running away scared. If she didn't know any better she would say that he knew a vampire lived here.

She sat the camellias in the place where the last vase was and finished getting ready. Since she wasn't trying to impress anyone she just put on light pink sweater, which was a large on her small frame making it baggy but it looked good, and leggings. She even got out her favorite hot pink pumps on.

So she ate some Cinnamon Toast crunch and watched reruns of Charmed that seemed to be on a continuous loop, before leaving the house.

When she arrived in Godric's car, people rushed to help her out, and give her valet parking. Another person escorted her to a conference room where she waited for another hour scrolling through shows on the television. It was just five minutes past twelve; she got up around nine, when Stan and Isabel stormed in. Millie just gave them a little wave as they made themselves comfortable. They seemed to have come here often enough to be just walking in, making Millie suspicious that the Hotel Carmilla was like a nest of some sort..

The next to arrive was Eric, who appeared with Bill and Sookie. The only reason she knew Sookie, and Bill by default, was with Eric when he came marching in was Sookie complaining about something.

Millie waved her hand as Sookie and Bill's eyes went wide. Millie almost forgot she didn't tell them she was in Dallas, only that she was doing something for Eric. She was about to open her mouth when Stan thought it was the right time to make a snide remark.

"You should have told me Eric hired a fucking human, Isabel." Millie was a little insulted by that. She was human and she was technically hired by Eric. Why did he suddenly have a problem…oh. She wasn't hired. She was Eric's human. He most likely though she did his bidding without a price. Well now she was just plainly insulted.

"Now wait just a minute!" Sookie pulled her head back looking as offended as she could with her old lady lipstick. Millie really did wish Sookie did her lipstick differently. It looked like Granny.

"Respect her." Bill snarled as he put a hand on Sookie's hip. He was fulfilling his protector role in full at that moment. Millie would have applauded him but she rather stay quiet with all the emotional high vampires in the room.

"Thank you." Sookie nodded her head to Bill. Millie didn't see why. It was his job to defend her, no need for thanks. He totally owed her for all the shit he put Sookie through.

"I couldn't tell you, Stan. You've been off on your own for days." Isabel snapped as she played with a ring on her finger. It was gold to match her other jewelry. It almost looked like a wedding ring where she was from but it was on the wrong finger.

"Who could have told me when I was here not two days ago!" Stan snapped.

Isabel rolled her eyes. "You left before I could, you damn fool!"

"Are you certain Godric was abducted by the Fellowship of the Sun?" Eric asked from where he was pacing.

Isabel said no but Stan said yes. Millie took her chance to get into the argument while there was still silence and not yelling vampires.

"I bet it is. I just don't want to go and kill everyone inside." Everyone turned to Millie like they seemed to have forgotten she was there. Nothing out of the norm for her. They also might be a little stunned that she was sitting their swiveling in a chair.

Stan pointed a finger at her. "See even your puny human gets it. They're the only ones with the organization and manpower."

Isabel started to glare at both her and Stan as she spoke, "But they're amateurs. It doesn't make any sense. This is Godric we're talking about, over 2000 years old."

"Old don't make you smart." Stan snapped at Isabel. Millie snapped her fingers and pointed to Stan.

"You got that right. I've seen Eric get stuck on one of my homework questions once." Millie snapped her mouth when Eric stopped pacing and glared at her. He was not in a happy mood and he was just getting angrier as the conversation progressed.

"Besides, there's no proof." Isabel interjected before Eric could kill Millie with his eyes. If he could she was sure he would send her to hell by now.

"If they've got him, I'll hear it. That's my job." Sookie spoke up. Millie wanted to bang her head against something. Don't stall, Sookie, please, shut up before Stan snaps your neck!

Stan just shook Sookie's comment off before going back to his main idea. "There's no reason to wait. We need to take these fanatics down. Full-out attack. Exterminate them like the vermin they are, leave no trace." Killing everyone, the almighty Stan could only come up with killing people. Go, cowboy, go!
"Hum, vampire-hating church annihilated. Wonder who did it? Fucking brilliant." Isabel snapped as she leaned more of her weight on her left leg.

"I doubt the King of Texas would approve the destruction of our international political agenda." Bill put in his input as he leaned on the back of the table. Millie nodded along. She knew nothing about him, so she was going to go with what Bill said. She didn't want people to die. She wasn't comfortable with the idea of killing a whole church full of people just because of spite and Stan not wanting to some up with a compromise.

"Fuck that. The great revelation is the biggest mistake we ever made." Stan took his cowboy hat off.

"Don't use Godric to make your own little power play." Isabell crossed her arms as she looked over Stan. Great now they were going into politics. Couldn't this wait until after Godric was found? Eric must have had the same idea because he went ballistic on them.

"You're completely incompetent! What's happened to Godric is that he surrounds himself with clowns." Eric snarled as he rubbed his hand on his chin.

"We invited you as a courtesy. This is not your territory. You have no voice here." Isabel prompted Eric. Millie wanted to cut Isabel. Not only did she somewhat threaten her when she got here, but now she was giving the exact same warning to Eric. This woman must think high of herself.

"Yeah, sheriff. Why don't you run on back down to Louisiana. We don't need you or your puppets." Millie really wished Stan would shut the hell up right about now. Repeating comments was worthless at the moment and Eric didn't seem like he could take that at the moment.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere." Eric eyed them before leaning his weight on the table with his arms, trying to stop pacing from his intense worry. Yes, she did say worry. That was the only word Millie could come up with to describe him at the moment.

"We need a plan." Bill finally speaks up. What a useless man. If he wanted to help, he should have stopped the fighting between Isabel and the Stan Man.

"We take them all out at once. Pre-emptive strike." Stan huffed at as he moved towards the table. His black leather boots barely making a sound. She really wished they had taken them off before coming inside. She didn't want shoe prints everywhere when Godric came back.

"Of course, so the federal government can bombs us back to the Middle Ages." Isabel snapped as she followed him. It was like if one of them moved the other hand to or they got the one up on the other. It was a little weird and very competitive of them.

"Things were better then."

"Then go to Romania and live on a cave, you ranchero poser."

Millie scooted down on the couch when she saw Eric's face. This was not going to end well. She rather be out of the target range when it happened. Eric picked up an old looking vase on the other end of the little counter in the corner, and threw it a crossed the room into the wall.

"God bless it, ERIC!" Millie snapped as she got up to look at the damage done.

"Godric has protected you, made you rich, and you stand here spitting and scratching like infants." Eric snarled paying no attention to Millie as she fretted over the broken vase.

"How much did that cost?!" Millie pulled at her hair as she starred at the broken pieces scattered all over. This vase looked older than one Stan broke, more irreplaceable. Even if she found every single piece on the floor she was never going to be able to put it back like it once was. Millie groaned as she started to pick up the pieces she needed to get it cleaned up before she stepped on a piece, and started to bleed everywhere with four emotional high vampires. Not the best thing in the world she was sure.

"Look,if y'all argue any more, I'll either fall asleep or start screaming, so this is what we're gonna do: I will infiltrate the Fellowship of the Sun." Millie suddenly heard from where she was kneeling. She almost dropped the pieces back to the ground as Stan slammed the door on his way out. Millie was sure she was going to have to convince Sookie what she just offered.

Her day just got that much easier, but then Eric made it that much harder but fucking killing this poor vase.

What did vampires have against vases?

Millie looked at the new one she just bought. She might have to hide that when they come over again.

Swedish translated: When i get over there i am going to rip their hearts out with my bare hands and feast until i hunger no more!

That took forever. Oh and i might only update once this weekend. i have things to do and don't have time for two chapters. My bad, Sweet Peas.

Answer: I would fall over dead.

Question: If your vase was thrown a crossed the room what would you do?