Kennedy walked into Fangtasia, in her own clothes for once. She was wearing a white tank top, much like she'd been when she'd first arrived, ripped shorts with bleach speckled shorts, a red, plaid button up (unbuttoned of course) and some black gladiator sandals. The ray bans covering her kohl rimmed eyes were just for effect, she'd loved them too much not buy. The pyramid studs in her ears pulled the whole outfit together. She walked right through the club, pushing her sunglasses on top of her head, her hair, wavy for the night, was pushed back as well. She waved at Ginger and Chow behind the bar, walking passed the many people and vampires inside and to Eric's office, shoving the door open.
Eric sat behind his desk, wearing jeans and a black v-neck. She noticed they slightly matched, hoping no one would but her would notice. She stood in the doorway, clearing her throat loudly. Eric looked up from whatever it was he was doing, quickly eyeing Kennedy up and down. She still didn't look happy with him. She clicked her tongue against her teeth, waiting for him to get up from his desk so they could leave. They only had so much time to get to Jackson. They had to check in on Sookie as well.
"You about ready?" she asked as she crossed her arms. Eric sighed heavily, pushing himself from the desk and standing up to his full 6'4 frame. Kennedy had always loved how tall he was. She shook her head, trying to get rid of the thoughts and walked out of the office, knowing Eric was right behind her. She held up a finger, telling him to wait. She grabbed two ready bottles of True Blood from Ginger, who had gotten them ready as soon as she'd seen Kennedy walk in. She smiled in thanks, shoving one at Eric before walking out to his Corvette. She threw her luggage into the trunk, slamming the door shut harshly. She felt a little satisfied when she saw Eric cringe. She sat in the passengers seat, throwing her purse on the floor between her legs.
"Are you going to be like this for the entire trip? Or do I need to get Pam to join me instead. I'm sure you wouldn't mind running the bar for a few nights," Eric said as he threw the car into drive, speeding off down the street. It was oddly empty for a Saturday night. Kennedy rolled her eyes, huffing to herself.
"Trust me Eric. I wouldn't be going if it weren't for Bill and Sookie. They're family." Eric's eyebrow raised, Kennedy sighed. "Well, Bill's family. And since Sookie's with Bill she might as well be family too. You don't have to be blood related to be family Eric," she spat, looking out at the street in front of her. She felt like this was going to be a long trip.
"Do you consider Sophie Ann to be family then? You two are blood related in a way are you not?" Eric asked in an amused tone. Kennedy shrugged, looking down at her lap. She realized her legs were much too pale to be wearing shorts. Her skinned glowed in the dark, literally. She felt a little bad for being so vain.
"I don't know what to think of her anymore. We were never close. She tried to be, she pretended to be. But how close can you be if your supposed family member treats you like the hired help? I wonder how happy they magister would be if he found out I've been the one basically running this place. Sophie doesn't do anything but sit around, feed off her collection of humans, and have sex with anything that's willing. She's the sorriest excuse for a queen I've ever seen." there was something a little odd about how quiet Eric was being. She wondered if he disagreed with her. Maybe he knew something about Sophie Ann that she didn't. It wouldn't surprise her if he did.
"And anyways, stop trying to get me to talk to you. I'm still pissed in case you haven't noticed. The less you speak to me on this trip, the better. I'm just going to get Bill and get out, then you'll never have to worry about me again," she said, putting her feet up on the dashboard. She was a little shocked when Eric reached over, shoving her legs back down to the floor of the car.
"Do you always act like a child, or am I just lucky?" he asked with a long sigh. Kennedy's lips pursed tightly. If he would quit treating her like a child, she might stop acting like one.
"Technically Eric I am a child. I didn't live long enough to mature properly. Your kind of stuck with the same attitude once all the blood's been sucked out of you," she snapped. Sure she'd had a few hundred years to fix her maturity problem, but she hadn't wanted to. She liked how she acted, it made her happy and no man, Eric or not, was going to change that. "Besides, you didn't seem to object much when you would sneak into my house and do me when my parents weren't around." that had struck a nerve. At least, that's why she figured Eric had stomped on the gas, making the car come to a screeching halt.
"Don't start with me Kennedy Compton. We both know it was you who approached me, and you kept approaching me until I gave in. I figured there had to be something interesting about you if you were so hesitant to give up. You wanted all of that just as much as I did, so don't make it sound like I forced you into it. If I remember correctly, you begged me over and over to turn you into a vampire, because you hated your life so much that you wanted it to end." Kennedy didn't know what she wanted to do to him. She wanted to hit him, yell, get out of the car and get as far away from Eric as possible. The only thing that stopped her was the fact that Bill was lost, probably being beaten within an inch of his life.
"Fuck you," she spat, looking ahead of her. She could see Eric's jaw clench from the corner of her eye, and tried to keep herself from smiling. She'd had the last word, yet again.
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Jackson was thankfully a bit more populated than Bon Temps. Kennedy felt a little grateful that there would be more than one eating establishment in the town, not that it really mattered to her in the first place. It was just sort of refreshing to see. What was also refreshing, was that she and Eric hadn't spoken a word since their argument in Shreveport. She'd had a ride filled with complete and peaceful silence. She'd never been so grateful.
It was late, for humans to be out anyways, and instead of deciding to head straight for the hotel like Kennedy had hoped, Eric drove right passed it. Her good mood instantly crashed. She could feel Eric's amusement. "Where are we going? I mean what possibly could you have to do this late? Everyone's asleep by now anyways, this place's a ghost town," she said motioning to the empty streets around her. Eric looked over at her with an annoyed expression.
"We're going to check in with Sookie and that Were…I have to make sure he's keeping up his end of the bargain and keeping her safe," he explained. Kennedy crossed her arms. Sure she wanted to see Sookie, when she was awake. She was sure Sookie wouldn't be all too happy to wake up to see to vampires at her window. She knew she wouldn't be happy.
"His name's Alcide, Eric. Don't be so rude. Just because he's not a vampire doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings. No matter how weak our feelings may be…imagine if he referred to you as 'that vampire?'" she asked in a saucy tone. The corner of Eric's lips tugged upwards.
"Then he wouldn't be alive to say it again. You really care all too much about others. Werewolves and humans are inferior to us, they're here to keep us fed. Well, the humans anyway, the werewolves just get on my nerves." Kennedy rolled her eyes, looking out the window again. She had no idea how she'd dealt with Eric's negative attitude for so long. The car finally pulled to a stop in front of the only five story building in Jackson. She quickly realized it was an apartment building.
"Follow me," Eric said, getting out of the car and disappearing around the corner. Kennedy groaned loudly, throwing her seatbelt off and following him, her teeth clenching when she noticed Eric was floating, all the way up by Sookie's window on the top floor. Kennedy felt even more annoyed with him. He knew she couldn't do that. She sighed heavily when she realized she'd have to climb the fire escape to get to the top. "We don't have all night Kennedy," Eric taunted, a small smile on his lips. Kennedy mimicked him under her breath, rushing up the fire escape to meet Eric next to Sookie's window. She ignored the smug look on his face.
"Hurry this up. I wanna get it over with," she mumbled shoving her hands into her pockets as she waited or Eric to make his move. He knocked on the window, the two of them listening to the padding of footsteps against the carpeted floor. So maybe Sookie hadn't been asleep after all. Kennedy was taken aback slightly when the blinds opened, and Sookie shrieked loudly, not expecting two vampires to be looking in her fifth story window. Things only got better when Alcide burst into the room behind her.
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A/N: There is were it gets a little crazy. I'm not claiming to own any of Alan Ball's or Charlaine Harris' work. I'm basing my story line on their characters and story lines, and switiching a few small things around. The original work is all theirs, not mine.
