Disclaimer: Charlaine Harris is still the Queen of the Southern Vampire Mysteries chess board, but I couldn't help messing with a few of her pawns.

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EPOV

I take Sookie's hand as we walk out of Sophie-Anne's office, still pondering all that I have learned in our meeting.

The Queen believes that there may be a plot against her, possibly involving her future husband. We also learn that she thinks that some of her own people might be involved in that plot. But most importantly we found out that my Sookie, my lover and my wife, is part Fae. Looking back, it makes sense. No 'normal' human carries any special talents or abilities. It would explain why so many of the supernatural beings she comes across are so drawn to her, and why humans seem to be almost repulsed by her 'otherness'.

It also makes sense of Niall's willingness to go into business with a vampire. It would give him a reason to be in my Area without alerting me or drawing undo attention to himself. But, Niall is a crowned Prince, currently the head Patriarch reigning over all of the Fae. He would be a powerful person to be allied with, but an even more powerful enemy to cross. I need to contact him immediately. First of all, I need to find out the truth of Sookie's family tree, and second, I need to make sure that he knows that I will not let anything happen to her. She is mine now.

If it weren't for the intense love I feel for her as my mate, I might even be tempted to say that her Fae blood was the reason I couldn't get her off of my mind as well. It is a well known fact in the supernatural realm that Fairies are 'vampire crack'. Once we get a smell, or taste of them, we just can't stop until every last drop is gone. (What was that potato chip commercial on TV years ago? "Once you pop, you just can't stop." It's kinda like that for us.)

However, I have fed from her many times, and I have never been pulled into the deep bloodlust that Fae blood usually brings on for my kind. I have felt that before, and while her blood is indeed sweeter than any I have ever tasted in the millennium that I have walked this earth, I have never felt the need to drain every last drop from her body. I have been tempted to do it, to alleviate my initial interest in her and then my need for her. I have been tempted to do it so I can turn her and keep her by my side for eternity, but I have never needed to do it.

In the few seconds that it takes me to consider this, I realize that I have forgotten to ask her to try to read the Queen and Andre while we were in there. I got sidetracked, which is highly unusual for me, by her Fae lineage. I don't want to ask her aloud about it, but I am curious nonetheless. I decide to play around with our newfound ability to speak telepathically with each other. I won't lie, it's actually kinda fun. (I have plans to use this to my advantage at a later point in time. I can't wait to watch her squirm in a room full of people as I send her images of me taking her, over and over again.) I can't help smirking as I speak to her, mind to mind.

'Lover, did you try to read the Queen or Andre tonight?'

'Yes,' she answers hesitantly.

'And? Any luck?'

'Yes.'

Okay, that doesn't sound so good. She sounds scared by whatever it is that she heard.

'Please just wait until we get back to the hotel, Eric. I'm having a hard enough time walking out of here without having to pretend nothing is wrong.'

'As you wish, my Love.'

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"Meet us in our room immediately." I text Pam and quickly snap my phone shut.

I'm glad that I took the time to check our hotel room for surveillance devices while Sookie and I "talked" about what she heard in the Queen's office. I find two of them; one underneath the coffee table in the suite's living room area, and one behind the head board in the bedroom. I reprogram the one in the living room so that the only thing it would intermittently pick up was a local county and blues station or nothing but static. (It's amazing the things a vampire can learn in night school.) I decide to leave the one in the bedroom alone; figuring that whoever might be listening would be less likely to try to replace the 'malfunctioning' device in the living room if we gave them something to listen to in the bedroom. And did I ever plan on giving them something to listen to in there!

It is my hope that Sookie and I can convince them that she is unable to find any evidence against the King of Arkansas. That is, until we are able to give the Queen enough information to stop the coup attempt. And yes, there will be a coup attempt.

I hear Pam walk up to the door, and I know that she can feel my apprehension through our maker/child bond. I open the door before she can knock, and signal for her to remain quiet while in the suite.

"Alright Sookie, we need to hurry if we are going to make the show. You look beautiful, as always. Come; let me get the door for you." I say out loud, as I walk to the bedroom and shut the door silently. "We will speak in whispers only from here on out please, Pamela." I say to her, and she nods to let me know she understands.

Sookie and I have previously agreed that we would need to let Pam in on Sookie's little secret in order for her to keep Sookie safe. We also need to see if she and Pam are able to communicate as well. I figure that it's a possibility, since my blood magic was used to create her, and it is partially due to my blood and our bond that Sookie and I are able communicate this way.

"Sookie and I need to tell you something, but I need you to understand that nothing goes farther than this conversation."

"Yes Master."

"Lover, see if you can hear her." I whisper, and I can see Pam's eyebrow's lift, but I hold up my hand to stave off her questions.

'She's wondering what you're talking about and if I can really do it. Now she's wondering if it is possible and how long I have been listening to vampire's thoughts without saying anything. She's wondering why I'm still alive if I have been able to do this for however long.'

"She's still alive because I love her and she is my wife. We just found out about this last night, right after we exchanged blood again. I figure that it must have something to do with the combination of my blood magic and her own, now that we know that she is part Fae." I say to Pam, who can't hide her astonishment, and then turning to Sookie once again, I say, "Now, see if she can hear you."

I watch as Pam's eyes widen in reaction to "hearing" Sookie's voice in her mind. I know exactly what she is feeling. Surprise is topping the short list of emotions coursing through her body right now, I'm sure. I open my mind, trying to catch even a snippet of Pam and Sookie's conversation, but I'm not able to hear anything.

"Okay, so I can hear Sookie, and so can you, but I can't hear either of you when you are talking to each other. Sookie, try talking to both of us at the same time, I have an idea that might just work. Pam, I want you to concentrate on talking to both Sookie and I, while I will try to talk to both of you as well. Maybe if we are all 'linked together'," I make little air quotation marks with my fingers as I say this, "we can all speak without anyone knowing what is going on."

As I open my mind, instantly "hearing" Sookie, I try to mentally reach out and touch Pam's mind. Sookie is telling Pam to relax, and to open her own mind. I can sense Pam, but once she takes Sookie's advice, I am bombarded with Pam's frantic voice in my head.

'What if this doesn't work? Shit! What if this does work? Will I ever be able to have any privacy again? Sookie, can you just rifle through my mind whenever you want now and find out anything about me, or are there limitations to this?' Pam asks her worriedly.

'I think it works on you guys the same way it works on humans and Were's. You have to be thinking about something for me to be able to pick up on it. Besides, I have to actually concentrate to hear a vampire's mind, where with normal people, unless I have my shields up, I can hear everyone all at once. When I was in Jackson, I found out that if Alcide needed for me to know something specific he could focus, and sort of project his thoughts towards me, and even if I had my shields up, I could hear him. So yes, there are limitations.' Sookie replies to her.

'Good, I guess. But I want you to promise that unless I either project my thoughts at you, or you warn me, that you will never read my thoughts. You might be my Mistress now, but there are many things that you have no right to know unless I choose to share them with you.'

'Don't worry Pam,' I interject into their conversation, 'Sookie will not break our trust.'

Both sets of blue eyes instantly turn towards me.

'Now that we are all connected telepathically, let's get on to a touchier subject. Earlier, while we were in the Queens' office, Sookie was able to read both the Queen and Andre's minds. Sookie, will you please tell Pam what you found out?' I motion for Sookie to continue.

'I decided to try to listen to the Queen once I realized that I could 'hear' her, just to make sure that she was telling us the truth, and not coming up with some elaborate plan to take me away from Eric. I was able to verify her fear and worry rather quickly, as well as finding that she was slightly disappointed that Eric and I were now married and she could not force me to stay with her. Then I turned to Andre, and what I heard in his head truly terrified me. I had to concentrate on keeping a neutral face, because I knew that if he even suspected that I so much as had an inkling of what he was thinking, I was a dead woman.'

Sookie pauses to take a deep breath, just as if she were speaking aloud. 'I don't need to go hang out with the Kings humans, I learned everything I needed to know tonight- straight from Andre's mind. Andre is part of the plot against the Queen. Even though she is his maker, he is angry that she has never allowed him to leave her side. He thinks that she treats him like a lap dog. The King approached him several months ago, proposing that Arkansas and Louisiana would wed, and then the King would manufacture an excuse of betrayal, giving him the right to finally end her life and thereby becoming the sole ruler of both states. In return for Andre's help, you know- like telling the Queen that Andre thought it would be a good match and all, the King would give Andre his own Area to be sheriff of.'

'What about the fact that the Queen obviously knows about this plot to overthrow her?' Pam asks Sookie.

I take over at this point, having already heard all of this once before. 'Andre is supposed to help with that as well. He has convinced the Queen that he is on her side in all of this. It is his plan to be the one to gather all of the reports, and then give the Queen nothing but false information. He also intends to kill me during the coup and take Sookie for his own, now that he has tasted her blood.' I watch a shudder travel throughout Sookie's petite frame, just as a wave of revulsion crosses through our bond. I reach out and take her hand, 'Trust me my Love, nothing will happen to you. I will make sure of that.'

'Okay and where does this leave all of us?' Pam asks me.

'Sookie will mingle among the Kings' humans tomorrow afternoon like we originally planned, and then tomorrow evening, I will give Andre a report saying that she has heard nothing yet. Then I will find a way to let the Queen know that Andre is involved, though I may need your help to keep him distracted long enough for me to speak with her. I thought about letting you speak to her first, but I am afraid that without me explaining all of this,' I wave my hand between the three of us to indicate our telepathic connection, 'to her, she will feel like I have betrayed her trust, and will not believe you, or worse, she might believe that you, or we, are in on the plot. I plan on asking the Queen to pretend to seduce you as a reason to be alone with you, and you will then be able to tell her the truth of the situation without Andre learning any of this. I think he will believe that the two of you are attracted to each other, as it is well known that the both of you prefer the company of other women.'

Sookie steps in at this point, saying, 'I will try to see if Alcide can hear me as well. I know that Barry the bell boy did back in the hotel in Dallas, but I think that was only because he was a telepath as well. Eric and I decided that we need to let Alcide in on the secret as well, since he is going to be the one watching me during the day. But we won't be telling him everything. He will only know that my "ability' has expanded enough for me to be able to project my thoughts into his head as well as reading his, allowing for silent conversations between us. He will not know that I can read vampires now, nor will he know that the three of us can communicate this way. We will, however, tell the Queen, but only because she will need to know. But even she will not know everything.'

I once again take over the conversation to explain, 'I plan to tell her only that the three of us are able to hear each other, and that I can only assume that is it because we all share my blood now. I fear that if we told her everything, she would think that Sookie was too much of a threat to all vampires, and end her life right away. As you well know my child, we vampires guard our secrets jealously, do we not?'

I turn away from Pam to look into Sookie's eyes and I hold out my hand to her, 'Now, dear wife, I believe we have a show to put on in the other room. Care to join me?'

I can only smirk as I "hear" Sookie say to Pam, 'Pam, please lock the door behind you on your way out. Thank you.'

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Andre's POV

"Oh FUCK Eric, yes, right there, unh, unh, unh, OH MY GOD! YES! YES! HARDER!"

I have been listening to these two for the last three and a half hours. By my count, Sookie has had seven orgasms and Eric has had three. Although there have been a few rest stops in between sessions, this has been pretty much non-stop.

I can only imagine the things that undead fucker is doing to my Fairy girl.

I have already told the King about her telepathy, though I kept the bit about her fairy blood to myself, and demanded her as part of my payment for the betrayal of my maker. I only tell him that she is interesting to me, and that I think she will make a nice pet for a while.

I unzip my pants, once again, taking my dick in my hand as I imagine her screaming my name instead of his, as her pussy walls clench around me in ecstasy. I pump my hand along to the rhythm of the bed springs, harder and faster as they pick up speed, feeling my approaching orgasm, just as Eric and Sookie both scream out theirs. I watch as my pink-tinged seed spurts from the tip of my cock and lands on the towel I laid across my lap previously, mingling with the cum I have already deposited on it during their earlier rounds of fucking.

Soon, very soon, Sookie will be screaming another name as she cums, and there will be no need for this towel.

Eric will be no more; my king will make sure of that. He already knows that Eric is loyal to his queen, and that he will fight to help her keep her territory.

I have taken steps to make sure that Eric will only be reporting anything that Sookie's finds to me, not the Queen. I am the one who convinced her to call him in the first place, just as I am the one who started all of the rumors she has been hearing.

Eric and I have a grudge to settle. That score will be settled only when he has lost everything he holds dear. He needs to feel what it is like to have his undead heart ripped out of his chest, just like he did to me. And when he meets his final death, well, that will be the icing on my very own proverbial cake. I will never forget her, nor will I ever forget what he did to her.

Greta.

She was my love, my mate, but before I could turn her and keep her with me forever, she saw him. He wanted her, and whatever the Northman wants, he takes. He took her to his bed, and after that, she wanted nothing to do with me ever again. She tried to say that it was because I wasn't as nice to her as he was, but I knew the truth. He had glamoured her into thinking that he was better than I was, better at everything. But I will prove him wrong. Sookie cannot be glamoured; I know this to be true. So, when she tells him that I am indeed the better vampire, he will be devastated.

It will almost be too easy to stake him then, almost. I want to watch him turn to dust. I want to fuck his wife on his ashes.

Only then will we be even.

Only then will I have won.

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a/n: Also, a great big thank you is needed for my Beta Misticbutterfly, and for my idea girl, Jeri, as well.

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