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I'm sorry I've been so bad and haven't updated in a few days but I was writing for my other story Concrete In Your Hair (which I shall update tomorrow probably), but anyhow, here goes the new chapter! Hope you enjoy it!

Title of this chapter is from the song The Police And The Private by the Montreal band Metric! I LOVE THEM :)

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'Oh my god. What am I doing here?' I asked, taking in my surrounding. Niall held out his hand to me to help me up and I was surprised at the power and strength I felt in his slender fingers. He didn't look quite that old so I was more than surprised when I realised he was the grand-father of Claudine and Claude, and my great-grand-father! He had a beautiful mane of golden hair which was carefully styled and he had the most beautiful blue eyes.

'I summoned you here because dark times are coming, my child, and as the last of humans of our bloodline, we must protect you.' Niall started saying. Claudine suddenly appeared out of thin air and jumped into my arms, hugging me tight.

'Oh Sookie, it's so good to have you back! Will she be staying, Niall?' Claudine asked, looking from my face to Niall's. He was the image of serenity and tranquility and one couldn't help but feel at peace when with him. But beyond that image, I could feel his power, his strength and his ruthlessness. He could kill as easily as a vampire and he would if he needed to.

Claudine, do not speak in this way, she is not here to stay… She is mostly human and this land is not for her

But she'd be better here with us, we love her and we can protect her. Vampires will be her demise and you know it very well, Niall…

I was startled. They were having a telepathic conversation, much like the ones I had with Hunter. This could only mean Hunter was part fairy too, I realized.

'Excuse me, Sir, but I must ask you something…' I started to say. He turned to me and smiled softly. Yes, he was the spitting image of a grandfather. A very young one, though.

'Yes, my child?' Niall spoke, his hand pressed to my cheek.

'I don't understand this bloodline thing very well, I'm afraid. I mean I have a brother and we are the same blood, and there is my cousin's son who… he's like me. Like us I believe. He can read minds…' I said, at lost for words. I felt as though I wasn't making sense at all, but Claudine and Niall looked at each other understandingly.

'Hunter, is it not? Miss Hadley's son?' Niall said, thoughtful.

She no longer is human, that poor soul… Niall thought at Claudine.

You mean… Claudine thought and I saw images of fangs and blood in her mind.

Yes, she was made undead…But there is still the matter of her son, Hunter…

'Precisely. You said I was the last human of this bloodline. If he's like us wouldn't it be him?' I said, answering his spoken question rather than his telepathic one. I hadn't exactly been invited to their mind to mind conversation and I felt it would have been rude to just poke in.

'It's a little more complicated than that…' Claudine breathed.

'But… I need to know. How can you be my great-grand-father? And the bloodline? This is just a whole complicated mess for me and… it doesn't make any sense…' I staggered, sighing.

Should we tell her at all? Won't that make her more vulnerable to the other Princes if she knows? Claudine thought at Niall.

'I don't mean to be rude but I can hear that…' I said.

'Sorry, it's just we are so used to communicating this way…' Claudine explained. 'As I told you before, Sookie, the last time you were here with Claude and I, Niall has many powerful enemies. Enemies who would see very fit to dispose of you to spite him.' Claudine said, a slight frown on her face.

'My child you need a powerful protector. I believe that vampire of yours…' Niall said.

'Eric?' I interrupted him.

'Yes. I believe he can protect you. By nature, fairies do not trust vampires, they are our lethal enemies and they are the cause for most of us to have run extinct.' Niall said, sombrely. 'But he is different. He is a loyal man and a courageous one.'

'And quite good looking too.' Claudine whispered to me, a laugh in her voice. I smiled a bit and then returned my gaze to Niall.

'He is worthy of your trust, my child. But I do still believe you should know where you come from.' Niall said, throwing a meaningful look at Claudine. Claudine's face closed and she sat on a stone bench, taking my hand in hers. I sat next to her and Niall started speaking once more.

'You see, my child, Fae are a very old and powerful race. We were on this planet even before the first vampires emerged from the darkness. We, Fae, run the elements. I am Prince of the skies, and as Prince of the skies, I have enemies who abound. Most Fae Royal lines are close to extinct, since most of us are against breeding with humans. One of my sons, Fintan, however, fell in love with a woman and gave her two children. That woman was your Grandmother Adele, I believe. And the children were...'

'My father and aunt Linda? But what about my Grandfather? Where was he?' I asked, dumbfounded.

'Fae can alter the minds of humans, a bit like vampires glamour them. My son was foolish enough to believe he could do as he pleased. But the other nations of the Fae heard about his breeding and decided to end the bloodline…' Niall said, serious. And suddenly it dawned on me. What Claudine had told me the first time I'd come to Fae, about my parents not being killed by the water.

'You mean…' I started, a sob in my voice.

'The Fae of the waters and of the forests did not like for us to breed with humans. They'd rather go extinct than to allow humans to bear their children. The flood that killed your father Corbett and your mother was caused by the Water Fairies: they killed your parents and hid the evidence with the flooding of the bridge. They simply did not realize at the time your father had already transmitted his bloodline to you and your brother Jason. I believe we can thank Fintan for that.'

'But you said…'

'Yes, only you have the powers of the fairies. Jason only got from us his looks and charm which is one of our characteristics. He won't pass on to his children any form of fairyblood. We do not well comprehend how this works because technically, your cousin Hadley should have received the powers just like you, but instead, it was her son, Hunter. We will take care of him, you can be sure of that. I do believe Fintan wanted to keep your existence secret to us all and that is why it took so long for Claudine to reach you.' Niall explained. 'But my child, there are many forces at play here. Fintan, my son, is no longer. He has been murdered by another Fae and us Faes are currently at war. The Faes of the skies, waters, forests, fire and earth. It has never been such a bad time to be part-fairy as it is now. And this war, I do not wish you to be part of. You are too valuable for that. Claudine will navigate between our two worlds but she does not have the power to protect herself from Vampires as I do. She is still quite a young being…' Niall said, gently patting Claudine's shoulder. Claudine laughed and shook her head.

'So you mean that I won't be coming here anymore?' I asked, curious. It wasn't like I actually was going to miss this place, where everything felt too perfect and too bright, but then again, these people were my family, or as close as you could get.

'No. It is the last time I risk taking you to Fae. I might come to see you and Claude and Claudine will go often to see how you are doing and to make sure no one harms you, but you cannot come back here. It is too dangerous.' Niall said, darkly. He had the most handsome face I had ever seen on a man of his age. He didn't look that old, don't mistake me, no more than his late forties, which was quite peculiar considering his son had had an affair with my Grandmother, but then again, something told me that Claudine wasn't all that young either, whatever Niall might say, and she looked no more than her late twenties.

'I'm sorry if I ask this of you, but is there anything you can do to help me escape from the Queen of Louisianna? I would much rather be out of there so that Eric doesn't do anything stupid…' I said. As much as I had been terrified earlier of him not coming to get me sooner, I knew I didn't want him risking anything to save me. I wanted him safe and sound and mine. Not killing that stupid Sophie-Anne.

'We cannot teleport you, if that is what you had in mind, and we cannot kill her for you either.' Niall said, soothing. 'It would expose us too much to vampires. They are very dangerous, my child. Never underestimate them. But I believe your Viking is on his way to save you.'

'I don't want to lose him. I couldn't bear it!' I said passionately, realizing for the first time how afraid I was that he'd vanish from my life.

'Have a little faith, my child. He is quite the cunning type. He won't make a move if he's not perfectly sure he can save you and protect what is his.' Niall said, patting my cheek softly.

'We will watch for you, Sookie. Always. You are never alone.' Claudine said, gently hugging me.

'Now is time for you to go, my child.' Niall suddenly said, eyeing the surrounding trees with a glint of alert in his eyes.

'But there is so much you haven't told me…' I said.

'I know, but there is no time. I shall visit you sometime soon and tell you what I must. Now go.'

The next thing I knew, I was back on the grass and I fell in a deep sleep. And then I woke up in the peachy cushions on the bed at Sophie-Anne's.

I hadn't slept all that long, I realised, when I saw the time on the ancient clock on the wall. It was close to noon and I decided to read a bit before I prepared for the celebration. I had no idea what I was expected to wear or to do at Andre's birthday (damn him), but I certainly had no intention of causing a fuss that would probably result in my life becoming even more complicated than it already was.

At around four, someone knocked at my door before opening it. It was some sort of maid and she deposited a clothes envelope on my bed with a little curtsy. I was quite taken aback because I'd never had room service in my life, let alone a maid of my own. I opened the envelope and gasped in delight (heck I'm still a girl!). Yes, I was in a really icky situation, but the dress in the envelope was simply too gorgeous. Sophie-Anne had taste if not humanity and decency. The gown was of a beautiful scarlet colour and it tied at the neck with a delicate ribbon that fell down the back of the dress which scooped all the way to the curve of my bottom. The dress was a slender A-line and it fell down to the floor. There was a pair of shoes in a box the maid had brought and I tried them on. I took another shower to look my best and did my makeup and hair which I left down but ironed into loose curls. I then sat on the bed, waiting for someone to come and get me. At six, my door opened on Bill and another vampire I'd never seen.

'The Queen awaits.' Bill spoke, sombrely. I took his offered arm and he gave it a gentle squeeze, his eyes boring into mine. He then looked at the hem of my dress meaningfully. I didn't understand at first what was his point but then got it.

'Oh dear, my dress, I think I must have pulled a thread!' I yelped. The other vampire checker me and Bill out, obviously bored.

'You go ahead, we will be right behind you.' Bill said to the vampire, bending down to help me with the unharmed hem of my dress.

'What is it?' I whispered to him.

'You look amazing.' He said, a small grin on his face. I rolled my eyes and looked over his shoulder at the other vampire who was checking us out from the other end of the corridor, suspicious.

'Any news of Eric? Or Pam?' I asked him.

'I don't know when they intend to pounce, but be ready for anything. Take this.' He said, slipping his hand in his coat pocket and then handing me something. It was a wooden stake, very slender and seemingly delicate, but I could feel the wood was a tough carve and wouldn't break even though it was about as large as a highlighter. I slipped it in the corsage of my dress which luckily had a built in bra which permitted the stake not to fall. Thank God for my bosom, I thought, since it allowed the stake not to show.

'You think I'll be needing that?' I whispered to him as he helped me stand up.

'I'd rather you be prepared for any eventuality.' He whispered low, holding my arm once more as we strolled down the corridor. I could hear some old music playing in a room where I'd never been.

When we entered, I was taken aback by how many people were there. Vampires, I should say, because the moment I stepped in, every single face turned in my direction and fangs were drawn. This was really getting old, I thought, grimly. I spotted Sophie-Anne immediately. She was sitting on some sort of throne (yes, well she is a Queen, after all). She was wearing a black sleeveless gown that scooped very low and she had around her neck the most dazzling necklace made of rubies, the exact same shade as my dress. Matchy-matchy, I thought. And to add to the ridicule of the whole situation, she had on a tiara of a black metal in her hair which was pulled up into some intricate hairdo.

On her left, sitting in a somewhat more ordinary chair was Andre, dressed to kill. And kill me he nearly did: he was absolutely ridiculous in a blinding red suit. Everything of his ensemble was red, from the tie to the shirt to the socks and shoes. I stifled a giggle since the room had grown very silent the moment Bill and I had entered but he was just the most unfashionable vampire I'd yet to meet.

Andre glared at me as he always did and Sophie-Anne smiled, proud. She gestured for the party to continue and vampires went back to their business, giving me awkward looks that ranged from envy (heck I didn't know what was to envy about this golden cage) to hunger. Most people in the room wore the most expensive dresses and suits I'd ever seen, even in magazines. Obviously, if money had been an issue for Sophie-Anne with the IRS breathing down her neck, it wasn't an issue for her subjects or friends or whatever all these people were.

Bill lead me to Sophie-Anne's throne and I noticed for the first time the two other chairs on its right. One was empty, the one immediately next to Sophie-Anne, but the other one was occupied by Hadley who looked weary and sad. I could see from her bloodied nostrils she hadn't had much sleep today. She caught me staring and wiped her nose on her black evening gloves. To contrast with the Queen, her dress was all of a gauzy white material and she had a few blood red roses in her hair which was tucked in a low chignon at the nape of her neck. She smiled softly at me and I saw her fangs poke out involuntarily and she quickly covered her mouth, ashamed. I remembered Jessica having issues with those in her first few weeks so I felt bad for Hadley even though she'd gotten me in this mess in the first place.

'Well, well, isn't it my pet Fae. You look dazzling, my dear. I knew red would suit her. Not as well as you, Andre, of course.' Sophie-Anne said, giving me and Andre a knowing look. Obviously, she was completely oblivious to the fact he looked like a monkey in his suit or perhaps she was just pretending to like it. It was his birthday after all.

'Happy birthday.' I muttered at him, my hands twisting nervously. What was I meant to do exactly? Bill put me out of my misery.

'My Liege, I do believe this has been a tiring couple of days for Sookie, could she perhaps sit?' Bill said, bowing to the Queen. Sophie-Anne smiled.

'Well of course! Now Bill, you have to tell me everything about Renard Parish. From what I gather it is some sort of a hell hole! First the Maenad, and then the witches! What's next?' Sophie-Anne exclaimed, giggling. Bill started small-talking with her and I let my shields down to see if there was anyone human at all on the premises.

Shit, shit, shit, this is so fucked up. Oh my god, that chick is hot. And that one too… Where the fuck is Sook? She's supposed to be here, that's what Sam said…That fucking tuxedo is so tight…

I almost gasped in surprise. I scanned the room very quickly and my pulsed quickened when I saw the person who's thoughts I'd just been listening to.

What in heaven's sake was Jason doing here?