Ok, I'll keep going for a bit longer, but may decide to round it off in a few chapters anyways. We'll see. Here's a little update for you guys!

A few days after Sookie agreed to staying my progeny, I decide it's time to start picking up a normal routine, and to help her, I set her up with some means that will help her get started properly in her vampire existence.

"Lover, can you please come to my study?" "Sure, let me just warm up some blood, I'm thirsty. You want some too?"

A few minutes later she walks in, wearing nothing but her bathrobe and that 'got fucked good last night' glow, and 2 bottles of blood.

"Have a seat, I have some things to share with you. I am aware that you might not be too willing to accept some of it, but know that, if needed, I can and will force you to accept them." That sounds like more of a threat than I actually mean it to be, but it's important to me that she accepts these things.

"You are my child, but more importantly you are my mate, and as such, I want you to share in some of the comforts of being a member of the Northman family.

First, please take these, and never leave the house without them." I hand her an Iphone 6, and a Platinum American Express card that's in her name.

"What was wrong with my old phone, and why do I need another bank account? I don't have any income!"

Ahhh there's a glimpse of my old human Sookie. The small town girl, hardworking but sometimes oblivious to the dangers of the big bad world, and especially unaware of the perils of being a vampire.

"Babe, there was nothing wrong with your old phone apart from the fact that you ran out of battery in less than a day. But I got you this one because it's secured. Vampires can do crazy stuff and we can't risk anyone tapping in to our phones. Also, I've pre-programmed some important contacts and apps in there. As for the bank account, as you call it, that's not what the card is for. It's a Platinum Card that gets charged to one of my main accounts. I've raised the limit to 250.000$, so if ever you want, or need to make a big purchase, you won't have any trouble. And Sookie, I really hope you won't hold back. I am giving you access to my possessions because I want to share my life with you, and want you to get used to the lifestyle I'm able to live."

She's quiet and a bit uncomfortable. "Eric, you know I've always been a girl with very little needs. Heck, I drive a car that's 18 years old and don't give a shit. I lived a simple life until now, and as you know, I was perfectly happy with that. I promise you I won't be stubborn about spending your money if it's really needed, but I simply don't see what on earth I could ever need that would cause me to even get close to that limit."

"Fair enough. I just want you to know there' s no reason for you not to spend any money, but I can understand if you don't want to just waste it on stuff you don't need. There are going to be some big, important vampire events soon for which you'll have to get some new outfits, and possibly some jewelry. There's something else I need to discuss with you too. As you know, the document we assume to be Bill Compton's last will stated that you are the heir to his estate. Now because you are technically no longer alive, I've had this checked out yesterday. Fortunately, ever since vampires went public, a lot of things have changed, and that also goes for succession rights. You are still able to identify yourself as being you, so there will be no issue if, or when the will gets executed. To speed up the process, I've informed the authorities that we've found Bill's remains. They are getting the ball rolling on officially declaring him as deceased, which may take a few weeks.

I've also requested for a list of Bill's registered possessions, just so you can prepare yourself a little bit." I hand her the envelope, which is still closed. If she decides to share what it says, great, but she won't have to. I doubt I'll be very impressed, but am certain it will leave her in shock, so with this, she can absorb the information at her own pace.

"Alright, that was it for now, I think. Unless you have any questions?" She is looking away and I through our bond I feel a huge sadness. "Sookie, what's wrong. Talk to me please. I can't help you unless you do, babe."

"Oh I don't know, it's all just so overwhelming. I guess I knew that this was all part of it, but just spending the 6 months with you as your progeny was already enough for me to be over the moon happy. But I guess I only just realized that you're gonna have to go back to work soon, and I'll just be… here… with a phone and a creditcard. I can't just go running back to Bon Temps every time I feel lonely, now, can I? But Bon Temps is all I've ever known. So I feel I have a blank slate but no clue how to fill it. I have no job, I only have you, and although I really do love you more than I can show, I really do think it's not healthy for us to be on eachother's lip all night, every night."

"Sookie, I'll have you know, you can be on my lips for the rest of eternity and I don't think I'd ever get bored" I say, raising a cheeky eyebrow. Her frustrated grunt makes that I quickly continue "but I understand what you're saying. And I agree it will be good if you have an occupation of some sort. Honestly I don't care at all what you choose to do, you're more than welcome to join the Fangtasia team until you figure out what it is you would really like to do. I could tell Pam to just show you the ropes, it wouldn't hurt any of us, nor the business if there were another person who knew about all the ins and outs. You don't have to decide on this straight away though, take your time, love."

As we sit there, contemplating Sookie's possibilities for a bit longer, the security guy at the gate calls. "Mister Northman, there's a man here to see you. Were you expecting anyone?"

"No, not that I know of. Have you asked for his name and what his business with me is?" "No sir, but let me ask."

"He says he can't even begin to explain what his business with you is, but that his name is Mister Brigant." I jump up, and so does Sookie. Holy shit, the faery king is here at my doorstep and wants to come inside. "Put him on the phone, please, Chuck."

When he does so, I don't even wait for a greeting. "Respectfully, your majesty, are you OUT OF YOUR GODDAMN FUCKING MIND? You do realize that if you step even half a foot inside my house, I will devour you like a midnight snack, right?"

It seems that that humors the King. "Don't worry, Mister Northman. I am the fairy king. I master plenty of tricks to hide myself, or in this case, to hide my scent from silly little vampires. Now, are you going to let me in, or should I stay out here and catch a cold?"

I tell Chuck to let him through, and Sookie quickly withdraws into the bedroom to put on something decent instead of that bathrobe.

"Your majesty, it's a pleasure and an honor to meet you. Please join me in my study."

As we walk in there, he looks surprised at my very large and well stocked bookcase, and the collection of art hanging on the walls, and standing on side tables. "Impressive, Mr Northman. You've obviously kept yourself busy, over the centuries. I figure you know the reason for my impromptu visit?"

"I have a fairly decent idea, sir. Of course, Sookie being a direct descendant makes her turning into a vampire a very unusual event. I promise you, if I had seen any other way out, I would have taken it. But her heart stopped beating twice, and when it got back up the second time, it was so very weak that I knew there was not much time left for her, certainly not enough for my blood to heal her. Had I been aware of the fact that she was related to you, I would have called on you well before it was too late."

Sookie knock on the door and I gesture that it's fine to come in. The king walks towards her with a very sad look to his face. "Sookie dear, it's such an immense joy to me to finally meet you. "

To my own surprise, I feel anger from Sookie. "If that is so, then why is it that I only found out about your existence yesterday, why wasn't I aware of who I was already? I had the right to know! You should have told me!"

The King stays calm. "Sookie, dear. I can only imagine how that made you feel. We decided to not inform you of your heritage because of the danger it would bring to your life. You were already in so deep with vampires and other supernatural creatures, we couldn't possibly risk anyone finding out that in fact you were a Brigant descendent. People, or vampires, rather, would have been out to harm you, just to raise trouble for our species."

"Well, it's too bad then that the only actual danger to me was actually a faerie." "Yes dear, I know, and I sincerely apologize for the incident. After I leave you both tonight, I am going to go find Claude, and he's going to come back to me to Fae for penance. He won't be allowed back to earth for at least a hundred years. He shall be held at a location where is magic will not work, and my suspicions are that it will be, at the very least, a humbling experience for him."

"Now tell me, child, how are you coping with all this?" "Well, I was telling Eric earlier, I'm a little overwhelmed by it all. I guess not in the least by the fact that I seem to be actually enjoying being so much more powerful. I have transitioned into a proper vampire, but some of my old abilities are also still there. As a matter of fact, my telepathy has evolved into something much more useful and pleasant."

"Is that so? Tell me more about that please?"

"Well as Claudine or one of the others probably told you, my telepathy never used to be very controllable. I couldn't stop myself from hearing everyone's thoughts, but I could focus on someone in particular and turn that specific voice up in volume. But now…. I only hear when I want to hear. And it's no longer just humans, I can hear vampire thoughts, even shifter thoughts. It is very useful and practical and the best part is, I can so easily hide it, now, nobody that doesn't have the right to, will know."

"How remarkable!"

Sookie nods enthusiastically. "And there's more! Eric tried to show me how to levitate, and I ended up being able of actual flight! It's by far the best thing about being a vampire!" When I send her a vibe through our bond to remind her of the sexual advantages, she quickly adds "well that, and some private intimate stuff, but I really wouldn't think you'd want to know that." The king chuckles. "No my dear, you were right in thinking that. Now, I have to ask you whether you will let me hold your hand for a while. I know, and I see, that you are vampire now, but I feel that there's the tiniest spark of light left in you and would like to explore that."

As soon as Sookie offers her hand, the king envelops it with his. After a few seconds, a gold aura shines around both of them. "How does that feel, my darling?" asks the king. Sookie has her eyes closed, but answers: "As if I'm lying in my gran's sun chair in the yard on a sunny spring day." "Good. I have just reignited the light in you. Now do me a favor and try to hold on to that feeling."

The king slowly lets go of her hands, and while his aura stays up, bright and golden and shiny, the one around Sookie quickly gets weaker, flickers a few times and then fades, leaving Sookie looking a little disappointed. "It's alright, dear. At least we know you still have a little of the light in you left. How long has it been since you turned?"

"It's been a week, actually 8 days to be exact. Wow that sounds nuts, so much has happened in that time. Did Claudine tell you about everything that went down?"

"Yes, yes she did. You did the right thing, killing that Compton guy. Like I said, Claude won't come close to you, ever again. I would like to express my gratitude to both of you though. You could have just gone for Claude and killed him. That would have caused a huge uproar in the faery community. But by showing us the respect you did, you've created some goodwill. They wouldn't have cared that Sookie still carries her light, as faint as it may be, they would have come after both of you."

"May I ask something about Sookie's light, your majesty?" "Oh please, just call me Niall, and I hope I can call you Eric from here on? You're my descendant's maker, I guess that makes us related in a very very odd way too. Close enough at least to ditch the formalities! But yes, sure, what do you want to know?"

"Well, her light, is that just residual light that will fade sometime over the next few weeks as her blood fully finishes the transition?" "That is indeed a possibility. But after I let Sookie try to hold up the light herself, did you see how it flickered before fading? That, to me, means that it's an active light, not a dying one. It may just stay like this, and it will mean you have no use for it, other than at times when you are in the company of other fae. It may also just be dormant for an undetermined period while your body adjusts to these clearly permanent changes."

"Sir? What will happen to Claudine? She was so afraid of being punished for not saving me."

"And she was right to be afraid. But that's one of the reasons I came to see you with my own eyes, I needed to make sure your spark was still present, because it means you still have need for a fairy godmother. We are going to have to provide Claudine with protective potions that will help her mask her fairy scent. This is an intricate, personalized potion which requires a specific ingredient that only grows in the obscure far corners of Fae and can only be harvested at times of syzygy, when the Sun, the Earth and the Moon are aligned."

"You need a supermoon first to harvest it?" I ask. I know that those only occur once in about 14 months, so that would be a long time.

"Don't worry son, I just told you that to give an indication of its rarity. I will be able to get some, but since it will be the dried version, we will have to treat it first, or else it will be too concentrated. All in all, I expect us to be able to get Claudine back to Earth at latest two weeks from now." He caresses Sookie's cheek with his ancient hand. "Do you think you can stay out of trouble until then, honey?"

It's interesting to see that there's obviously love between these too, even though they have never met. But I know Sookie has always been able to open her heart to people with the bat of an eye, so I guess I'm not surprised that she is able to do so for the King of Faeries as well. Wait a minute though. Did he just call me 'son'?

Sookie

The jolt of surprise coming from Eric comes unexpected.

"You do realize you just called my maker 'son', do you?" I laugh. "Oh silly old me! That would be odd, wouldn't it? It's just a figure of speech, anyway. Sookie, you are one of the few remaining familymembers I have left. Anyone that loves you, and is clearly willing to sacrifice so much for you, is good in my book. And the fact that you seem to love him back, only confirms that. So yes, I may call him 'son' again in the future, and although I do not want either of you to read too much into that, at the minimum you can take that as a sign of acceptance.

I don't want either of you to give me all the formal nonsense either. You can call me Niall, or grandfather if you like, but when it's just us, and especially when we're in your territory, I' m not 'your majesty', or 'sir'.

It had been a while since I last set foot on Earth, but now I finally have a good reason again. I will try and stop by more often if that is ok with you?"

I nod "I would like that, Niall, a lot. I feel we have a lot to talk about, and that you may have answers to a lot of questions I have." "Alright dear, that will be good, I think I can help you with that. You be careful now, you promise?"

When I wake from my rest the next day, I immediately know that I once again woke up far earlier than I'm supposed to. It has happened a few times before, but those times, it was just a few hours too early, and most times I was able to go back to resting after a bit of a stroll through the house. This time I can just tell that I'm really awake, and I can't help but wonder if this has anything to do with Niall and his light-trick. When I get to the kitchen, I can tell that it's a very sunny day outside. Man I'm going to miss sunbathing more than any other human activity.

And then I remember a rumor I once heard about a vampire who drank faery blood and was able to be out in the sunlight. Hmm… I wonder… No, Sookie, don't be such a silly cow, of course you can't go outside, you're a vampire now!

But the seed has been planted, and instead of very slowly pushing out, it quickly grows into a full blown flower.

"The fuck, Sook, how can you be calling me? It's like 1 pm, shouldn't you be sleeping?"

"Jason, are you busy, is there any way you can come meet me at Eric's, I mean at our house in Shreveport? I'll tell you all about it later but I really need someone human and strong and trustworthy here as soon as possible."

"Uh, sure, let me talk to Andy real quick but it's quiet so I think it won't be a problem, sis."

A good hour later, he arrives, finally.

"Looking good, sis!" He kisses my cheek and hugs me tight. "So tell me how this is possible and what you needed me for this urgently.

I tell him about my irregular sleeping pattern, and about Niall and what he did with my light.

"And that's why I have reason to believe that I might be able to be out in the sun, Jason. But I can't try it with Eric there, and I don't wanna risk being alone. I need you here for safety in case I'm wrong. Can you do that for me?"

"You mean, rescue you in case you start burning? Of course!"

"Yeah, that. As soon as my skin starts to sizzle, pull me back inside. And Jason, if by some kind of miracle, I do not burn, you have to promise me that that stays between you and me. For now, and possibly for a long time. It's not a secret I would want people to know about."

"Fair enough, Sook. You wanna do this now?"

"Yes, just let me warm up some blood so that it's good to go in case I end up needing it."

Two minutes later, the microwave signals that the blood is warmed up. Jason walks with me to the frontdoor, and I hesitate for a minute. Am I really going to do this? Expose myself to what seemed a very painful process when I saw it happen to Bill? I decide that my longing to find out whether it's even possible is bigger than my fear for what will happen if it goes wrong, and pull open the front door.

#Cliffhangergate2014!

Have a nice weekend, dear readers. I really have to be off, will continue this next week