Chapter 7

Later that evening

Sookie sat in front of her fireplace thinking about Rebecca and the best way to help her. Sookie knew how scary it could be having other people's lives whether it was their thoughts or emotions constantly bombarding you. It was unique though that Rebecca felt their emotions instead of hearing their thoughts as Sookie did. Perhaps their fairy blood could cause this as well. After Bill had died Sookie had retreated from the world for a long time and in that time she had focused on learning all she could about her fairy abilities and history. In all her research she had not heard of such a strong reaction as Rebecca described involving emotions. There was only one recourse Sookie could think of, and even though she was loathed to do it, she knew the best way to help Rebecca was in seeking answers from Grandfather Niall. That would have to wait until tomorrow though. Instead of the knitting lesson Rebecca and Sookie would take a walk to the cemetery and see if they could get any answers from Grandfather Niall.

Sighing for she had no desire at all to speak with that man ever again Sookie poked the logs of the fire earning her a crackle and a half a dozen new flames. Sookie watched as the colors swirled and combined almost hypnotizing in their beauty. Allowing her mind to slip back to this afternoon and the last dream of Bill she tried to analysis his response to her last question. He hadn't had much time to response to her question since her granddaughter had woken her up mire seconds after she had voiced it. His look though had been…guarded.

Sookie knew from the first time he spoke of his human life on their walk through the cemetery that long ago night, that he had loved his family deeply. Seeing him that final night as he discovered the picture of himself and his daughter in his before unused coffin reveled how much he still missed them. If there was any understanding to be had from the events that took him away from her it would be her understanding of his need to reunite with his family. Now that she had experienced the joys of motherhood and later being a grandmother she could understand his longing to see his children and yes even his wife though it pained her to admit it. Bill had always said she was the love of his life, but Sookie could not help and wonder if that were true. Perhaps his love for his past wife out shadowed his love for Sookie and that is why he chose to leave. These sorts of doubts did not settle easily in Sookie's stomach which at the moment was all tied up in knots. She was jealous of a dead man's dead wife for goodness sake! Of course Bill loved his wife for that was the type of man he was. Where that left her she did not know for Bill continued to say they would be together again soon, but if they were together again in some sort of afterlife wouldn't his wife be there also? Even though she had fantasized once about sharing Bill and Eric she knew she would never really have done it. She was a one man kind of woman and she expected the man she loved to be a one woman man…the woman being her!

Frustrated with her swirling thoughts Sookie headed up stairs to get ready for bed. Perhaps tonight when she dreamed and Bill came to her she would get some answers.