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Rated M for Adult Language/Violence

Stuck Between a Cat & Werewolves

Chapter 26

SPOV

The next morning I woke up, Amelia called asking me to come over for brunch. So I headed on over to Gran's with Tray. Tray told me he was going to visit with the twins and to call him when I was ready to leave. I entered the back door to see (in my head) Amelia bent over the oven pulling out the dish she made. As I walked into the kitchen she was standing at the counter with it. 'That was weird' I thought. Whenever I'm around her I always make sure my shields are tight. Although she was such a broadcaster some always managed to make its way in.

"Is anyone else here, Amelia?" I asked.

"No just us, why?" she replied. I dropped my shields to let her in. Just the norm for Amelia, spell ingredients, cleaning, and sex with Pam.

"Nothing… it's just lately every time I'm here I get flashes of you. Like the other night with you and Pam I kept getting them of you naked." That got me a huge pearly white smile from her I could hear from her brain just what she was about to reply but I stopped her. "Amelia, cut it out. This is serious." I blushed and snapped my shields back into place. She giggled.

"Okay, so what do you think it all means?" she asked when she composed herself.

"I'm not sure… at first I thought I was seeing it from Pam, but every time I tried to read her I couldn't, of course you know their minds are empty to me." I replied chewing on my bottom lip.

"Well, why don't you think about it while we eat." She said as she turned her attention to the food. "I got a new DVD, that romantic comedy about having to love dogs or something, for later." She finished as I got up to set the kitchen table. Beezy hissed and we laughed.

After we were all done eating, I cleaned up while Amelia set up the movie and again I got flashes of her. As we watched the movie I got more.

"Amelia, have you been with anyone else besides Pam… you know?" I asked again blushing asking about her sex life.

"No." She laughed out loud. I thought maybe some of her guards might be peeking into windows, cause that's all I could think to explain it, so I called Tray. Beelzebub began to rub up against me purring.

"Hey, Tray." pause "No, not yet. I was just checking if there was anyone near the house." pause "No, no trouble. You can relax we are fine here, I'll call you when I'm ready to go." I hung up.

"Are you still getting flashes?" Amelia asked concerned. I nodded. "What did Tray say?"

"He said there are two patrolling the perimeter of the property, but that's like a mile away from the house, it couldn't be them. The images are way too clear." I said with my brows furrowed.

Just then Beelzebub hopped off the couch and padded away. I started to get a headache struggling to keep my shields completely closed to her. No matter how hard I tried they still kept slipping in. Amelia saw me rubbing my temples and offered to get me some pain killers. I laid back on the couch, while she went to the bathroom, and the flashes stopped. I closed my eyes for a second, at least I thought it was just a second. Amelia wasn't back yet and the flashes started to come again. This time it was of Amelia bound and gagged to a chair. The image was clear as if I was seeing it from a human brain. I shot off the couch and turned to look into the eyes of Bob he had a really malicious smile on his face. That was the last thing I saw, before waking up in the same disposition (word of the day) as Amelia. How long was I out? I thought to myself, then Bob spoke.

"Sookie, right?" he looked at me with that evil smile "I wanted to thank you. I've been waiting so long for this. I couldn't figure out how to get around all those damn Weres and Vampires watching her. Clever don't you think? I'll tell ya, being a fucking cat for a few weeks is no fun. So thanks for making them stay away from the house today." He finished dragging a knife down Amelia's top cutting the buttons going along. I could see that she was bleeding from the nose and crying. There wasn't anything I could do to help. Even with Eric's blood last night I couldn't get out of the ropes. I just sat in horror while he cut Amelia and I prayed for someone to come.

"Sookie!" my heart filled with relief hearing Tray's voice. Bob got up and stood next to me. We could hear him downstairs search for us around the house.

"Call him up here, don't say anything else." He said as he took off my gag and held the knife against my throat cutting a bit.

"Upstairs Tray, come on up." I called out shooting daggers at Bob. He put the gag back in place and waited behind the door.

When Tray entered his eyes widened and Bob stuck him in the gut. Tray grabbed Bob by the throat and legs and threw him against the wall. When Bob slumped seemingly unconscious against it, Tray came to untie me.

"What the hell happened? How did he get in here?" he asked taking my gag off and untying my hands.

"That psycho changed himself into a cat to get past the guards to kill Amelia." I said quickly.

"I knew that fucker wasn't right." He replied looking down uniting my legs. Out the corner of my eye I saw Bob move he started to mumble something as he moved toward Tray with the knife.

"Tray!" I yelled. As he began to turn Bob jumped and got him in the shoulder "Don't let him cast a spell." I finished as Tray grabbed him by the throat again. I finally got myself free and took the knife out of Tray's shoulder and went to untie Amelia, while Tray took care of Bob.

"Is he dead?" Amelia whimpered into my shoulder as I hugged her, while Tray choked the life out of Bob.

"Yup dead and gone." I replied rubbing her back "Come on sweetie let's get you cleaned up." I said leading her down to the bathroom.

After everything was said and done Tray sent the twins to take care of Bob's body and the other two were still out patrolling. I told Amelia that I should take her to the hospital, but she insisted that she was fine and that I should get going. She said she had something that would help with the cuts on her body and she also took something to help her sleep. Within minutes she was out cold, so Tray and I made our way out of the house. We were walking towards his truck when we heard two gunshots rung out in the woods and he was instantly in front of me backing me up into the house while keeping an eye out.

"I'm gonna shift Sook, get in the house and lock the doors." He said. I went to get my cell phone out of my purse to call the twins.

"Shit!" I cursed when I realized I left it in Amelia's room. I turned to make my way into the house. I heard Tray begin to shift, another gunshot then a grunt from Tray. When I turned back I saw him laying on the ground bleeding. "Tray!" Panicked I ran to him to check him over. The hot barrel of a gun was pressed against my temple.

"Get up slowly." A man's voice said. 'Well this day just sucks' I thought to myself.

"I need to help him." I said.

"Leave him. He's as good as dead. Not even a Were can survive a shot to the heart. You're next if you don't do as I say." He replied and pressed the gun into my back this time.

"I'm not leaving him." I said determined with tears falling down my face. And for the second time today I was knocked out.

I woke up in a room full of Weres not familiar to me except two... Patrick Furnan, the Pack Master of the Longtooth Pack and Cal Myers, he was at Alcide's house the other day.

"Afternoon sunshine." Patrick said.

"What the hell do you want from me?" I asked.

"I need you darlin'. You see Alcide's being stubborn. He refuses to challenge me directly, instead he went behind my back to take the Pack from me. I can't do nothing to him, because he hasn't outwardly done anything to get punished for. Even thought I got rid of two of his bitches he still won't fight me, now my wife has gone missing. He didn't care enough for the other two, but you he loves. You he will come for. You're going to help get her back for me.

"That's insane!" I stared and got backhanded.

"I don't need you talk, but I will need you ruffed up a bit." He said then looked to two other Were's and they took turns hitting me one took my face and the other took my stomach and ribs. I was drifting in and out of consciousness when Patrick put a phone to my head. "Say hi to your boyfriend." He commanded. I barely got Alcide's name pass my lips when Furnan took the phone away, then barked out instructions for when and where to meet and I was dragged along.

When we got to the meeting place it was a warehouse on an empty industrial block in Shreveport. It was just about sunset and I sent panic through the Bond to Eric. I knew he couldn't get to me yet, but I knew I could at least wake him.

"You have something that belongs to me Herveaux… where is my wife? If you killed her I swear to…"

"We aren't the ones killing Women Furnan. That's you." He replied spitting at Patrick's feet.

"Maybe we can make a trade. My wife for your little blonde here." He says as Cal pushes me forward.

"You stupid Mother fucker. Don't you know who you got there? She doesn't belong to me she belongs to the Northman. You just signed your own death warrant. Even if you do kill me tonight you won't survive it." Alcide said shaking his head.

"Well lucky for me then that he can't be here now. Don't worry about me after your dead we'll just make sure it looks like you killed her in a jealous rage and I'll pay him my condolences." Patrick said smug. "Now tell me where the hell my wife is!" He said to Alcide while gripping my hair in his hand.

"I'm right here Pat." A female voice (Libby's I assumed) called out.

"Libby, are you alright?" Patrick asked.

"I'm fine, no body hurt me. I came to Alcide of my own will." She said to him.

"What? Why would you do that?" he said aghast.

"I was disgusted with you. Instead of challenging Alcide yourself, you went after his women. You are the coward." She spat.

"Then you die with him, you traitorous bitch." He replied and shoved me into Cal "Kill her." he said while he did. Then they all started to shift.

I ran as fast as I could while they were in their process. I came up to a chain linked fence and started to look for a way out. It was a hard thing since both my eyes were swollen. I stopped my search when I heard a growl come from behind me. I turned and saw a blonde wolf with saliva glistening off his canines. Right as he leaped at me another smaller light brown wolf with grey streaks knocked it out the way and took a protective stance in front of me. I took the opportunity to see the melee before me and saw Alcide's wolf form and Patrick's circle each other while all the others were tearing, snapping at or otherwise trying to kill each other. Then the two directly in front of me started to fight. I sat there frozen waiting the outcome of who'd win. Just after the sunset I could fell Eric getting closer. I got up to get further away from the two and I heard a low whine and a crushing noise. When I turned back I saw that the blonde wolf look up in my direction and start to advance on me again. I sank down against the fence, closed my eyes and hoped and prayed that Eric would get here in time. Then I heard the wolf cry and I was picked up, then flown onto the roof of the building.

"Drink" Eric said as he bit into his wrist then holding it out to me.

"No I already had some last night." I said as I pushed it away.

"Don't be stubborn, Sookie. You don't need much, just enough to heal the broken bones." He insisted. So I did. After he pulled away he said "Tell me what happened here."

"Here isn't even the start of it… long story short, Tray is dead, Patrick Furnan had me kidnapped to trade me for his wife who he thought Alcide took. It didn't happen that way. The rest honey, trust me it's a tale and I'll tell ya about it later." I said as I picked myself up with his help to look over the edge of the roof to watch the fight come to an end. Just as I did Alcide killed Furnan. As soon as Patrick's life went out of him Alcide gave off a howl into the air and all the wolves still alive ceased their fighting and began to shift back.

"Take me down there, Eric." I asked and he flew me down.

"You'd better explain to me how Sookie came to be involved in all this Were." Eric demanded look at Alcide with his hands clawed.

"I had nothing to do with that Sheriff. It was all Furnan." He replied to Eric then looked at me "Sookie, I'm so glad you're alive. I'm so sorry, I never thought he'd take you. I was worried about it though, that's why I was so short with you the other day. I needed to make sure that Cal saw that you meant nothing to me." Alcide said. As Eric started to question him again, I walked over to see who the wolf was who died protecting me. It was Libby. I sat next to her and cried for her and for Tray.

"Min älskade" Eric said as he touched my shoulder "We need to get out of here so that they can finish Alcide's ascension to Pack Leader. We should not be here for that. I wiped my tears away and nodded. He picked me up and he flew me back home.

I told Eric everything that happened today when we got back to the house. I asked him about Tray and he told me that everything at Gran's was taken care of. I didn't stop crying throughout the whole thing. I cried for Tray, he was my friend more than bodyguard… and for Libby, I didn't even know the woman. But they both died protecting me. Eric held me tight and let me cry out all the stress and pain that today caused. I was thankful that he was the one constant in my life that I could count on.

A/N: So what did ya'll think of this chapter? Did anyone come close to thinking that the cat was Bob? How did ya'll think I did with the Pack War? REVIEW PLEASE… I always love reading your thoughts ;) -Viktoria