A/N:

So, here is the next chapter. Sorry it took longer than I expected it to take. I have been busy and haven't had time to rewatch the episodes of true blood involving this part. I dont really plan on staying to the plot line of the season but there are some things I do want to keep so I don't know when the next chapter will be out.

Anyway, a late Happy New years to everyone!

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Emma began to feel bored eventually as her, Eric, and Pam sat in silence. She looked around at the walls wishing there was some sort of clock to give her any idea what time it was but there was nothing. She began to feel tired after what seemed like hours. She leaned against Eric as she closed her eyes, hoping that sleep would make her feel better in any way. Eric wrapped his arm around her shoulders, holding her tighter to him as she drifted to sleep.

Emma opened her eyes feeling suddenly warm. She felt a thick blanket wrapped around her body. She sat herself up and pushed the blanket off. She looked around not knowing where she was except she was outside. She instantly felt annoyed with herself. She hated going to sleep and waking up in some sort of crazy memory or future prediction that made no sense to her. She wished just once her mind would be normal. She had her powers under control the last two years but being back in Bon Temps and Shreveport changed it. Being around Eric made her powers go crazy and she hated it.

She climbed out of the bed and stepped onto the ground, the muddy dirt ground. "This is just annoying." She said as she walked away from the bed and further into the forest area. "Hello?" She called out hoping to get some sort of response. She felt her feet being covered in the mud as she walked further and further, not knowing where she was going.

She heard footsteps and laughing suddenly. She turned towards the noise and waited as she heard it getting closer to her. The laughing grew louder. She knew in a normal situation she would be scared but she knew this wasn't real. It couldn't be real. She was just dreaming. The laughing finally stopped and she felt someone tap her shoulder. She turned quickly and saw a small boy standing there. He had a crown of thorns and leaves wrapped around his head. His hands and feet were covered in mud and dirt. He smiled at her and Emma instantly recognized the teal color on his nails.

"You're a water fairy, aren't you?" She asked knowing the damp ground made more sense to her now. He nodded his head quickly as a small laugh escaped his mouth. "What am I doing here?" She asked.

"Edith wanted me to remind you of our existence. She said to always call on us when you needed us. She said don't ever forget!" He exclaimed before turning quickly and running away from her. Emma considered calling after him but she figured it wasn't worth it. She knew he wouldn't come back.

She started back towards the bed. She climbed back into the bed, not caring about the mud that covered her feet. She just hoped that she could get back to where she needed to be. She laid back down and closed her eyes as she felt her mind relax.

Emma sat up in the bed. She looked around and instantly knew she was back in the cell with her hands still handcuffed and her powers completely useless. She climbed out of the bed and walked towards the door. She looked through the glass door and saw a guard standing there. She thought over whether to call out to him but she didn't think it would do anything. She walked back to the bed and sat down. She wished Bill hadn't taken her cell phone from her pocket so she could use it.

She looked at Eric and Pam, both peacefully sleeping. The only thing that led her to believe it was still daylight. She sat closer to Eric. She pushed his hair away from his closed eyes. She smiled to herself as she watched him. She loved watching him sleep during the day, even if he did give the appearance that he was dead. She looked at Pam and her rotting face. She wondered if they could ever figure out how to fix Pam's face or stop her from decomposing completely. She doubted it. She had never seen spells like the ones Marnie cast. They seemed to be from a different time.

Emma laid back down. She wasn't tired any longer but there was nothing else for her to do. She closed her eyes as she tried to think through every curse and trick she knew. She felt something in her stomach suddenly. She felt like there was someone else watching her. She opened her eyes but the room was still empty with the exception of Pam and Eric. She felt some powerful force inside. Something was trying to get to her. Something wanted to take her powers. She felt it pulling at her mind and her powers.

She tried to ignore it but it wouldn't go away. She closed her eyes tighter as she concentrated on focusing her power deep inside her mind. So deep inside that no one could ever get to them. So far deep that even Emma would have trouble getting back to them when she was able to use again. Finally the feeling began to fade and it left the room. She felt empty suddenly. Everything that had been in the room was gone and it was only her there. She shook her head, trying to shake shake away the feeling.

Soon Eric and Pam awoke but everyone remained silent still. None of them had anything to say to one another. Emma thought of Edith. She wondered if Edith could help her in anyway. She knew her dream must mean something but she couldn't use her powers. They were gone. She walked back to the door and saw a different guard standing there. She knocked on the door, getting his attention. He walked back to her. "What?" He asked looking annoyed with her.

"Is there some way you can get Bill to come down here?" She asked hoping that at least talking to him might fix something.

"Bill is having an important meeting." The guard responded to her, sounding even more annoyed than before which Emma didn't realize was possible.

"Okay." Emma said slowly. "Well, seeing as I'm a human, do you think you could get me some food and water?" She asked hoping the last idea she had would end in something that could help them. He turned sharply and left the basement. Emma turned back to Pam and Eric.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Pam asked pulling the blanket off her face to reveal an even more rotted face. "Are you going to try to beg Bill for our lives? In case you haven't noticed, I seriously fucking doubt that dorky, short, pathetic, Vampire of a King, is going to do anything to help us." She reminded her. Emma rolled her eyes. "Not to mention you weak magic is completely useless to us. What's the point of a Witch that can't do magic? It's like a Vampire without fangs." She told her.

"Just shut up." Emma said as she heard the guards steps coming down again. She turned back to the door. He opened it slowly and handed her a bottle of water with a plate of cold food. "Thank you." Emma said taking it from him. "Can you let Bill know that I need to talk to him...maybe work something out between us." She said hoping that would get Bill to come down.

"I'll think about it." The guard said before slamming the door shut.

Eric moved from the bed to leaning against the wall by Emma. "What exactly are you planning on doing?" He asked but Emma didn't answer him. She dumped the food off the plate and it landed on the floor with a soft noise. "Bill is still my King. I can't just disobey him." Eric reminded her, his voice sounded hesitant.

"Well, Bill fucking Compton isn't my king." She reminded him as she sat with her legs folded on the floor. She placed the plate on the cement floor in front of her. "Bill can go meet the sun as far as I'm concerned. I refuse to be trapped in here any longer." She said as she opened the water bottle, struggling slightly with the cuff's still on her wrists. She poured the water into the plate. "Eric, if you don't want to escape with me then fine but I'm getting out. I'll get the help we need to fix this whole fucking mess." She promised him.

Pam walked from her side of the cell. "What exactly are you doing?" She asked pressing her rotting lips together.

"I'm trying to get us some help." Emma answered her. She placed her hand over the small amount of water on the plate. She closed her eyes as she imagined herself back in Boston. She imagined the fresh air that surrounded the house she grew up in. She thought of the smell of trees and grass that rang through whenever she was outside. She felt the soft breeze of the wind against her skin as it moved through causing small shivers in her body. She imagined the perfect pond on the ground. She thought of the power held within the pond. The power that fueled the magic of the witches around it as it made them stronger.

She whispered softly to herself as she remembered Edith, the water fairy, who could travel through water. Her powers were still strong. Edith hadn't been weakened by handcuffs. She was still the same fairy that Emma remembered. She could move into the Compton house if she tried. Emma just needed to make sure she got the message to her.

She saw herself staring into the pond. She saw the light in it begin to grow and move closer. It was getting bigger and bigger with every passing second. Emma felt water splash her face before she opened her eyes. She felt a smile grow across her face instantly as her eyes locked with the ones of the very familiar water fairy.

"Did you call on me?" Edith asked looking worried. "I sensed something was wrong but I wasn't sure how to get hold of you." She admitted to her.

Emma smiled. "Well as you can guess things have changed a lot here." She said motioning to Pam and Eric, who were both shocked and silent.

Edith took a step towards Eric. She placed her hand against his face softly. "You certainly aren't the same, are you Mister Northman?" She questioned with a small smile on her face. "It's your mind that has been changed. It seems to be against your will but you don't dislike it." She said removing her hand slowly. She turned to Pam. "Eric's child." She said sounding excited. "My mind only imagined how wonderful you could be if Eric chose you to turn." She said to her.

"Are you on some sort of fucking drugs?" Pam asked bitterly.

Edith laughed. "Oh, Godric was certainly right about you." She told her. "Godric cared very deeply for the family he created, which included you as well. Even though I'm sure you're not exactly what we imagined." She stated. She turned back to Emma. "But I guess its time to focus on more important issues. Why are you all locked down here and why are your powers disabled?" Edith asked her.

Emma lifted her wrist. "My handcuffs block my powers." She explained to her.

"I can fix that." Edith said touching her wrist. Emma felt an electric current go through her wrist before the handcuffs turned a deep teal color and then fell off her wrist. Edith smiled. "That's simple enough but I'm beginning to think that getting out of here will be more challenging." She said as she walked over to the door. "There are men outside. They look like Humans." She said before turning back to Emma. "Why are you locked down here?" She questioned.

Emma pressed her lips together. "Eric's memory was erased by a Witch. His King found out and he wants to deal with it in a very...vampire way." Emma said knowing Bill would certainly recommend the truth death for Eric. Edith sighed deeply.

"That is just a terrible thing." Edith said shaking her head.

"You have to understand that I can't allow that." Emma told her.

Edith turned back to the door. "I certainly understand." She said softly before turning back to Emma. "Your powers are back Emma and I can get you out of here if you wish but I can't help Pam and Eric." She said looking down at her hands. "I can't allow the fairies to be linked in anyway with Vampire problems. We can't risk a chance. I know Godric wouldn't agree with it but things have changed drastically for us." She said still refusing to look at Emma.

"Well, you can get me out and I'll figure the rest out on my own." She said shrugging. She wasn't sure exactly what she would do but she knew she needed to figure it out soon, after she escaped first.

Edith stepped over to her. She grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly. "Just close your eyes." She said and Emma did as she was told. She felt the air around her get sucked out from her chest. Suddenly the air was pushed back into her lungs as she felt her feet touch the ground. She opened her eyes and saw she was standing outside Sookie's house now. Edith let go of Emma's hand. "I wish you the best of luck, Emma. Don't ever worry about asking for help. I'll do everything I can to help." She said taking a step away from her.

"Thank you, Edith." Emma said before she felt a light mist around her and Edith was gone.

Pam and Eric stood still as Emma and Edith disappeared into a puddle of water on the floor. Eric took a step forward as he waved his hand in the area Emma had just stood. He felt a sadness and empty feeling in his heart then. A strange feeling that brought back something to his mind that he didn't understand.

Eric was standing inside a large house he couldn't remember. "What can I say to change your mind?" Eric felt himself asking as he was looking at Emma. It was another memory coming back to him suddenly. Something he didn't understand.

Emma smiled at him. "I love you Eric Northman and I always will." She touched her lips to his before She turned and began to walk out the house they were inside. She climbed into a car and began to drive away from him. Eric felt the empty feeling in his stomach as he watched her getting further and further away from him. He knew he couldn't change things but he wanted to stop her. He didn't know anything about their relationship but he knew he loved her.

Eric looked back to Pam as his mind was back in the present. Pam was watching him with a slightly confused look on her face. "We aren't going to get out of here, are we?" She asked as tears streamed down her face again.

Eric stepped forward to his child. "No, Pamela. I promise that no harm will come to you." He told her grabbing her face. She let out a soft cry. He kissed her forehead softly. "Jag lovar." He told her as they heard the door open. They both turned and saw Bill Compton standing there.

"Where's Emma?" He asked as he saw the handcuffs broken on the floor.