Ch. 11: Hired Help or Dead Whelp

Franklin's eyes became clouded and guarded even through her glamour and she knew she had to fix his current condition before they could go any further. She let her fingers skim over his chin, playing with his slight beard and making herself more and more fascinated by him. He was special to her in a way she never known from just a couple of meetings with a human.

"Franklin you are no longer constantly tired. In fact, you have quite a lot of excess energy and feel as if you slept for a very long time. Now, I want you to tell me who you work for. Why is Sookie important to them?"

"I work for Russell Edgington the vampire king of Mississippi, and I don't know why he wants Sookie. If I did I swear I would tell you."

"Why are you working for a vampire king?"

Tara watched the way Franklin's eyes misted over and sucked in a breath she didn't need. The man was beautiful the way he wore his emotions on his face.

"The bastard threatened my family. My father was killed by him just so he could prove he could really do it. I don't want to hurt anymore people Tara, but my mother and younger sister Anna are at risk if I don't."

Tara felt herself wanting to cry but she already cried enough to last an eternalty once she had realized she was no longer human. This man didn't need her tears, he needed her help. She sighed and let him go once he told her the address of his family. She quickly got off the bed and went to the door to leave. She had a plan now, but it would only work once Alcide got there. Franklin walked up behind her and grabbed her arm.

"Please don't leave so soon Tara. I...I like spending time with you."

She smiled turning around and kissed him gently on the lips. Franklin tasted like Heaven and his body was just so warm, even for a human. She had to admit if there was something she missed more than the sunlight on her skin, it was the warmth of a living human being. Franklin broke the kiss panting and moved in to kiss the side of her neck, but Tara pulled away some. His eyes meant hers and she could have sworn had he been the vampire instead of herself, he would have glamoured her. The look he bore was just that focused.

"I don't think we should do that Franklin."

"You can't tell me you don't feel the connection between us. I want you Tara and I don't think I ever wanted someone so much, or so fast." He said whispering against her collarbone and she bit her lip letting her fangs pierce the soft tissue. Her own blood rushed into her mouth making her swoon a little and coating her teeth bright red. She swallowed so that he wouldn't see and the small wound started to close immediately. She lifted her eyes up to his again and sighed moving in to kiss the side of his jaw.

"I do feel it Franklin believe me. I can't stressed that enough, but now is not the right time. I'm...hungry and I'm not tamed enough to not hurt you if I feed from you."

She said a solemn tone in her lovely voice. Franklin nodded his head understandingly and asked to kiss her once more before she left. She smiled allowing the kiss. As she was getting ready to say goodnight, she felt her whole body light up. She shivered involuntarily closing her eyes and feeling the most exquisite pleasure coarse through her bones. She gasped when it was over and had forgotten all about Franklin being there with her.

"Are-are you ok Tara?"

"Yes uh...I've been called by my maker. It's something all vampires can feel from the one who makes them because of the blood link. I really have to go Franklin."

"Yeah sure."

She smiled and kissed him lightly once more before she raced away. She was flying but that wasn't what was making her float, it was Franklin. She tried to push those thoughts away as she focused on what Pam would say when she meant her and smelled a human on her skin. She knew she might get a lecture but she didn't mind it. Franklin wasn't bad, he was just caught up in something he couldn't prevent and now she knew what she must do to save both him and Sookie. She had to help him become free of Russell or he'd end up meeting the True Death.