A/N: Wow, I'm sorry it took so long to get this one out there. I have nothing but pure laziness to blame. I even meant to get it out earlier today, but I got distracted by a couple episodes of Weeds (LOVE IT!). I knew it would be the last chapter so it was kinda bitter sweet to write it. As you know, this is my first fanfic, so let me know what your thoughts are now that we're done. Please don't be afraid to criticize or give me tips, I want to know what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Sookie Stackhouse books. All rights belong to Charlaine Harris.
Sam had kept his promise of grilling me and Tori the day after our little adventure. I had woken up to find Tori in her bed and Sam on my couch. We had all sat down at the kitchen table with coffee and homemade cinnamon rolls (because everything sounds better when there's a fresh pastry in your hand). It had taken a good two hours before Sam was satisfied that we hadn't left anything out and we wouldn't be doing it again.
That had been three days ago. Nothing much had changed. Tori still helped out at the bar, looked for a job, and lived in my house. I still worked as much as I could, today being no different. Sitting at the table with my coffee I found my mind bombarded with thoughts of the past week and my unfortunate acquaintance with various members of the undead.
My bi-nightly phone call from Eric had turned into a nightly call, with occasional multiple calls in one day. Apparently, such emotions as excitement, or fear, or even amusement can be felt through a blood bond from a distance; including the exact distance between Bon Temps to Las Vegas. I learn something new every day. He somehow managed to see through every lie I used to make up for my emotions, eventually the truth came out. Pam wasn't happy. I'd gotten a threatening call about fifteen minutes later. I simply reminded Pam that I had saved her from being a FotS s'more and she became slightly less hostile.
My daydreaming was interrupted by Tori bounding into the kitchen.
"You'll never guess what just happened!" She had taken the seat across from me but continued to wear a huge smile and jitter a little as she sat there.
"You're probably right. But you could just tell me?" I couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm as I took a sip of my coffee.
"Ok. So you may not know this, but shifters can be extremely competitive and vain. As an outlet for our egos, we have websites where we post videos or stories of cool stuff that we do when we're changed. Apparently, Sam posted something about me and my ability to change into a dinosaur. There's even a picture that he snapped with his camera phone while I was sleeping."
"Why would Sam do that?" I was a little curious as to why Sam would take a picture of his technically naked sister without her knowledge.
"I don't know, I guess he was proud of his baby sister or something. Anywhozers, some director in Hollywood heard about the post from a friend of a friend or something like that. And I just got a call from him. He wants to do another Jurassic Park movie and he wants me to play the raptors in the movie!" She was up from her chair now and hopping around the table squealing. I may or may not have joined in for a few minutes before we took our seats again.
"Wow Tori! This is so great! I'm so proud of you!" I honestly was proud, with maybe a dash of jealous, at her opportunity.
"Oh god! I'm so excited. They want to start working on it soon. They asked me come out and see what I could do, maybe even train some other shifters to do it too. They want me to leave in a couple of days. I know this is short notice, but I couldn't bring myself to say 'no'. I hope you don't mind Sookie, I really appreciate you helping me so much." A little crease had formed between her eyebrows as she said this. I reached over to grab her hand.
"Don't be sad Tori. This was the whole point of you living here. You were looking for a job. And now you found one! I really am excited for you."
"Well you know, the first thing I do when I'm settled out there is invite you to come for a visit. Maybe even take a trip up to see that vampire of yours." She wiggled her eyebrows and stood up. "Oh I have so much to do! I need to call Sam and maybe even my ex, to gloat a little, and I need new clothes, and new luggage. Ah! I have to get started! I'll see you later Sookie!" With that she darted out of the kitchen and back to her room.
The lunch shift at work passed fairly quickly. Most of the time I watched as Sam made his rounds to tell everyone that his sister was going to be in a movie. It was adorable how much he cared about her. There was a fleeting moment when I was sad that Sam and I had never become more than friends, he would have been a great father. Ok, that's enough of that train of thought.
I made it home just as the sun was starting to set and went inside to fix some dinner. Tori wasn't home, but she had left a note that Sam and her were going out for dinner to celebrate and wouldn't be back until late. It felt nice to have a quiet house again. No buzzing brains or people watching loud and obnoxious television. I ate my dinner and toed off my work shoes to lay down on the sofa, throwing my arm over my face to enjoy the silence.
"You really should lock your doors." I screamed and flipped myself off the sofa, landing gracelessly on the floor. I looked up to find Pam sitting on back of my couch picking lint off the quilt that was folded over it.
"Pam! Why didn't you knock? You really scared me!"
"I figure if I continue to scare you, you might get better control over your emotions." Really? This again?
"Is Fangtasia really that boring that you need to hold a silly grudge to entertain yourself?" I sat up from my position on the floor and folded my arms on the cushions of the couch to look up at her.
"Do you have any idea what I got in the mail yesterday? A security system complete with flood lights and motion detectors. I bet Bill was pretty fucking pleased himself when he thought that one up. He even offered to get me a guard dog. Asshole." I giggled a little at the image of Pam installing flood lights with a bulldog by her side. That got me a death glare.
"Ok. I'm sorry. But it's really not my fault. I'm not the one who kidnapped you." I gave her a little pout to insure my innocence. "Is that the only reason you came by tonight?"
"No. I actually wanted to let you know that we recovered the other vampires that were captured and held outside of New Orleans. I must say, I'm impressed that little Douglas lasted this long, only yesterday did he give us the important information we needed." Well this was a revelation. I had just assumed that they killed the men they'd tracked down the other night.
"Oh, that's good I guess."
"Indeed." She finally looked up from the blanket and gave me a sly little smile. "You know I'm actually off tonight. Is your scrumptious little housemate home?"
"Sorry, no. She's out celebrating with Sam, she got offered a part in the next Jurassic Park movie." I crawled back up to sit on the sofa now that we had moved into more pleasant conversation territory.
"Pity." She sighed.
"But I do have a few seasons of Buffy on video and a couple of bloods in the fridge. And if you play your cards right, I might just try out my new sunfire red nail polish on you." I gave her a warm smile and patted the cushion next to me.
"Why not? I'll get my own drink while you get the tape going." She walked off into the kitchen as I set up the TV. She walked back in and relaxed into the other side of the couch as the show began.
We sat like that until Tori came home and joined us for a few more episodes. I felt sad that soon Tori would be gone soon, but maybe I would take her up on her offer and visit her. Too soon, I couldn't fight off sleep any longer and excused myself for the evening. As I turned to go to my room I took one last look at the couch to see Pam setting down her blood on the table and scooting a little closer to Tori, who was oblivious to the change. Pam looked up and gave me a quick wink before I closed the door to my room and crawled under my warm covers. I listened to the events transpiring in the other room for a few minutes before letting myself be consumed by sleep.
The sky was still dark outside when I woke up. I knew something was wrong but I couldn't place it, so I continued to lay on my side looking out the windows. I didn't have to wait long before I knew what was different. A cool arm snaked around my waist and pulled me into the hard chest of the man behind me. A sighed and snuggled back into him before closing my eyes again as he nuzzled my hair and breathed into my ear…
"Hello, my dear one."
A/N: Oh no she didn't!
Oh, yes, I did. I just ended it.
Well is there gonna be a sequel?
I haven't decided.
What would we have to do to get a sequel?
Why, I do believe that reviews are the only way to accomplish that hefty goal. You see, I'm currently not sure if I want to write a sequel or just start an entirely different story. The only thing I have decided is that I want to keep writing. So we'll all just have to be patient while I decide, but feel free to try sway me in one direction or another.
Next order of business: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I seriously love you guys who have read and like my story. I think I got teary eyed when someone added my story to their favorites. So thank you!
Finally: Did anyone else laugh their asses off at the overly dramatic scene in the True Blood season premier when Bill and Sookie declared their love to each other? CHEESINESS!
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