"Which box are my Sex and the City DVD's in?" Amelia asked.

"The big grey one with all the other DVD's. Because obviously that's the most important thing, when we haven't even set up the TV yet." I joked. I carefully placed the lamp on the coffee table which I had previously brought in.

"I'd rather watch a blank screen than listen to you victimise me."

"You're the one who dropped the couch on my hand five minutes ago!"

I'd come to the conclusion that Amelia and I would make terrible mover people. After 2 weeks of random flapping today was the day we could move in. 3 months passed since we kicked Jannalyn and Quinn's asses. Amelia and I spent about 4 days lying in bed; injured but gleeful, doing nothing but bursting out laughing when we remembered all the crazy shit was over, I didn't know how Sookie coped myself.

They'd been so much good news for all of us, perhaps all the good karma coming back our way, that I'd put it into a little mental list:

1. Amelia and I were moving into the perfect house; big but not too big, nice neighbourhood, great garden and under our budget!

2. Amelia's Dad gave me a job as Junior Executive for his company in our region; less hours and more pay!

3. And Sookie was back!

I know! My sister actually is back in Bon Temps after being locked in a Vegas penthouse for months! Amelia and I were already in the middle of buying our house when she came back, so she didn't have to share with us for more than a few days, thank god, it was getting pretty awkward. Especially once I realised Amelia and I got it on, on my sister's bed; some house-sitter I am!

She'd tried to escape at any opportunity, but Eric was beyond obsessed with her, he demanded she leave everything in Bon Temps and go into hiding, he said it was too dangerous for them to be together otherwise.

And if it wasn't for luck, Sookie would've probably never come back and spent the rest of her life as a prisoner. A new maid had started in the hotel Eric was keeping her in, she didn't know that the penthouse suite was off limits, so she found Sookie handcuffed to the bed. Thank god she had the decency to call the police! Almost instantly Pam took charge to prevent a vampire-human relations controversy, and within hours Sookie was back home.

I'm always going to remember how she was when I first saw her again, so pale and gaunt; she said Eric sometimes forgot that she needed food or sunlight. She cried so much that it took me over an hour to get the full story. She told me it was over between Eric and her; she rescinded his invitation and was going to ask Amelia to cast a spell to break their blood bond.

I didn't mention did I? The other vampire monarchs refused to grant Eric control of all of Felipe's land, even though he's the most senior vampire, they said his actions could've caused a vampire-human civil war! Instead they gave the role to the next one down the ladder; Pam! Which I was jumping for joy about.

Pam gave her maker an ultimatum; never step a foot near Sookie again and be King of Nevada, or be dead. He chose the former, shame I would've loved to kill him myself, that motherfucking bastard c-word. I hated him just as much as Jannalyn, Quinn, Steve Newlin, Felton, God and Justin Bieber put together! If I ever saw him again, he'd be staked so quick it isn't even funny, not for him anyway.

Pam headhunted various vampires around the country to fill the positions of the various states Felipe bought, while appointing herself Queen of Louisiana. Unlike most rulers, who live in their state's biggest city, Pam stayed in Shreveport. Bill still lives in Bon Temps, he's the new Area 5 Sheriff; good for him I said, he may have screwed his chances with her big time, but at least he didn't keep her prisoner, and I respected him for that!

Remember I said there was only three vampires I trusted; Pam, Bill and Eric, well now there was only two!

I explained all the turmoil that I'd experienced when she was away. She was guilty; she said it was all her fault for killing Debbie and dumping Quinn. I told her it was probably payback for years of being a jerk, and she laughed for the first time in months. When I told her about Amelia and I she had such a huge smile I was frightened her jaw might have broken! She then blurted out that it was perfect, she'd always nagged Amelia to date me it turns out; I think she was just glad that for once she liked her prospective sister in-law.

"Your sis working tonight?" Amelia asked as she filled a bookcase.

"She's got a date remember." I replied as I lay on my back, fiddling with the television wires. Amelia sighed. "I'll give you a lift there. I'm sure Alcide and Kennedy can give you one back.

On the topic of Alcide and Kennedy, they're both going great, better than great actually. Kennedy was practically having her hand bitten off by all the huge publishers who are desperate to publish her book; no one has studied shifter psychology before, so there's quite a buzz about it, all the fancy academics who sneered her before because of her time in jail, were now at their knees before her. And Alcide was taking Accountancy classes in college; the only accountant in Bon Temps is Portia Bellefeur's unremarkable, soon to be ex-husband (yeah, everyone found out about her and Bud Dearborne's affair) He was moving to Hawaii, so they was a huge gap in the market, which Alcide planned to fill one he qualified. But until then they're both still working in Merlotte's. Not only that but he'd finally battled all his demons. And to top all this off, they'd just gotten engaged.

"We gotta leave in an hour then. What you going to do now?" Amelia said.

"The elves aren't going to finish moving in for us are they." I replied. Then again, I hadn't asked, I'm sure Claude could get me some if I asked nicely.

Claude has become the top male super model in the US. Not only did he win the six figure Armani deal, was the face of Guess and the new Calvin Klein underwear range (their best selling ever!), made out with Lady Gaga in her newest music video and had a weekly male grooming segment on Manfred Bernado's late night talk show on HBO.

Life was looking up for all of us lot then, even Sam, which was a welcoming change.

Once that hour passed I took Amelia to work, and then drove back home. I then went back to work sorting out the house, by now they wasn't an awful lot to do, so I just drifted around checking that everything was in place. And then there was a knock at the door.

Really?

I was getting pretty tired of ominous knocks of the door. For every time there was good news, they'd been about 7 cases of bed news. So I went to answer the door.

"Surprise!" I was bombarded by the voices of nearly a dozen people!

I almost fainted in the surprise they spoke of. I looked from left to right; Pam, Bill, Claude, Kennedy (holding a cake) Alcide, Hoyt, Holly, Amelia, Sookie and Sam were standing outside.

"You nearly gave me a freaking heart attack!" I laughed. "What's this about then?"

"The cake should kinda give it away." Pam said.

I looked at the cake, the red icing read "Thank You Jastackhouse" What the hell? I gave Pam a trademark Jason Stackhouse (or should I say Jastackhouse) WTF glance.

"The lady who does the cakes in Wal-Mart didn't have enough icing to write your full name." Pam answered.

"Ok then." I replied, slightly perplexed.

"We got you a card too. I made it in the art class I'm going to every Friday night."

Shit! I was scared, this was Pam. I wouldn't be surprised if I opened the card and a boxing glove shot out and punched me in the face. She passed me the card, well it was more like a poster; an A2 sheet of card folded in half with a massive drawing of a stick man with blonde hair on it, complete with a panther tail. I would've guessed it was meant to be me, but to clarify this there was a massive arrow going off from it labelled "Jason".

"I was going for 20s German Expressionism." Pam said.

"Open it then!" Amelia demanded. I did.

The inside was saturated with messages from different people all around Bon Temps. The main message read:

"To Everyone's favourite cute, smart, dumb, loveable, hateable, cowardly, brave were panther/brother/cousin/ex-lover/buddy/best friend/next-door neighbour/boyfriend/all round awesome guy.

You may not have realised how appreciated by everyone, given that you became overshadowed by that well endowed sister of yours. Granted you were a tool before, but give or take a few month and I'm sure you'll..."

The handwriting changed at this point.

"Ignore Pam. Just a nice message letting you know that you've always been a hero, even if you didn't think so.

Love from everyone who loves you."

This second handwriting was Sookie's.

I couldn't believe this. I never expected this would ever happen. It just seemed perfect. And not the shitty boring "Hallmark" perfect, because I'm far from squeaky clean, and I knew for a fact I'd still have my ups and downs. but I wouldn't want it any other way. Life would be boring if it wasn't for that. However crazy those months I'd fought for my life at every turn had been, it was pretty fun!

"You've done so much for all of us this past few months and you haven't asked for anything back." Alcide said.

"Thanks. I'm speechless. I really am." And as you know by now, that really doesn't happen to me that often. Shit was I filling up. Stop it Jason! Don't make a fool of yourself. Who gives a fuck actually? Just forget it and enjoy the moment. "You really didn't need to do this guys. What can I do to repay you."

"You could let us in for starters. This house can't warm itself you know!" Pam cut in. In this excitement I'd forgotten that everyone was still on the front porch. So I moved out of the doorway, allowing the gaggle of people to flood in.

And so began the surprise housewarming, it definitely beat brooding around my new house all by my lonesome. Within minutes more of my friends from the road crew and their significant other's arrived, followed by a gang of Amelia's friends, lastly followed by her Dad. In all there was about 40 of us. Before I had time to think "Shit! There's no food or drink here!", the caterers Pam had hired arrived, with a massive buffet, and more booze than under Jane Bodehouse's couch. And as everyone knows, Jason Stackhouse loves his food, so I kind of went a bit crazy on the whole buffet front; my plate piled high with all the typical party foods and junk. I asked Bill how much I owed Pam for this, he said it was on them as another token of their gratitude!

As I went up for seconds I bumped into Sam. First of all I asked him who was running the bar tonight, he said he'd closed for the night, as all of his staff were here, except for Terry Bellefleur. Wait, no Terry is here, I just saw him looking at the chocolate fountain perplexed.

"What happened to your date with my Sis? Is it a lie?" I asked. I was over the moon when Sookie told me she was going on a date with Sam tonight, I was gonna be a little disappointed if that was just a cover story, because Sam was the only single guy who loved her and who would treat her right.

"I'll let you in on a secret. We've already been on five." Sam said, smiling smugly. What the hell! How were they able to hide that in a town like Bon Temps! Amelia and I weren't even dating when everyone knew that we were!

"Why? And how did you keep it secret?" I replied, asking as many questions in as few words.

"We didn't wanna tell anyone until we were sure that we were serious, which I can safely say we are. And a man who can turn into a squirrel can get around pretty undetected." Although I might have been slightly miffed that they'd kept this secret, I was too happy at the thought of my sister finally being with the boy (well man because he's like 34; but compared to Bill or Eric that's like pedophilia)

"I'm glad pal." I replied.

I went and sat back down in the living room where Alcide and Kennedy were chatting to a friend of Amelia's who was runner up the year Kennedy was Miss Louisiana, and Amelia was talking to her friends. No spare seats, so I sat on the floor, within minutes Sookie came in and sat next to me.

"This floor taken?" She asked. This was the wooden flooring which took ten hours straight to fit; with Amelia perched on my shoulder moaning that I wasn't doing it properly. "You were the thing that kept me going when Eric had me trapped. I couldn't leave you. Family-wise we're kinda all we got; non-fairy wise anyway."

"I really did try and find you. Please believe me." I said, which I had.

"Of course I do. If it wasn't for all you did, Steve Newlin or Sophie-Anne or Quinn or Sandra all could've killed me. How did you do it? You always told me you never could do what I've done. And you've done all of it! Is the old Jason dead and stuffed down a mole hole? Then again I like the impostor Jason better."

"That was the old me. I'm still the old Jason, just grown up and less of a jerk." I held Sookie's hand.

"I'm glad."

"I heard about you and Sam. You pair of dark horses." I nudged her playfully. We'd reverted back to teenagers, but saying that, the pair of us had never actually acted like anything else in the other's company.

"He told you. Boy is he lame at keeping secrets."

"Can he keep any from you anyway?" I tapped her head.

"I'll have you know I had nothing but time to practice my telepathy those months, I can mostly turn it off and on, whenever and wherever I please." That made sense, she seemed less bogged down than before.

"So how's it with Sam?" I asked.

"Lovely to be with someone who loves you and protects you without locking you away for months." Sookie laughed. "But seriously, he's just so lovely it's unbelievable. If I wasn't so stupid I would've been with him since the start. I'm just lucky he's so patient. I don't mean to tempt fate, but it feels so much more secure than with the others. And he just makes me so happy." Sookie glowed; not the same blind, naive glow which she'd had with Eric or Bill, a real glow. It reassured me that it was going to work out between them.

"Because you make him so happy." I added.

"How are you and Amelia then?"

"Awesome... Just crazy. I know I said this about Crystal and that turned out like..." I stalled, then realised she'd finish it off herself. "But seriously, she is the one. And I think we need each other, it's like we bring out the best in the other. I think I've grown up a lot."

"You have."

"I'm happy for you." I said, I was sincere.

"Ditto." She swung my hand around in circles. We'd spent months apart, but were closer than ever; maybe now that I'd experienced the same crazy shit she has, we understood each other more, like that saying my Gran always said about walking in someone else's shoes. We'd been through a lot, and hated each other a lot. Neither of us was perfect, but we were family. And best friends (Hoyt excluded for me, Tara for her, and Amelia for both of us.)

"Do you think they'd be proud of us?" She asked. The they meaning our parents and Gran.

"I think they already are." I smiled.

The party finished after one in the morning! Yeah, it was some party. We all got a little drunk (except Alcide who obviously didn't drink). The last two say their goodbyes were Sam and Sookie; who left together, get in there Sam!

"Some night!" Amelia laughed as soon as Sam shut the door. We'd clean the mess up when we were in more of a productive mood.

"It's still young." I replied, smirking suggestively.

"I was waiting for you to say that." She put her arms around me as we began kissing fiercely. I was very happy to say that the trouble I'd had in the bedroom department had definitely gone away.

I might be repeating myself. But I'm just a nobody from small town Louisiana who'd fought (albeit like a 7 year old girl) through terrible shit, and was now reaping in all of the good karma. About time!

Author's Note: So that's the end! Hope you enjoyed it and thank you to all you who've read it. I'd love to know what you guys thought of it.