Chapter 29: Changes

Godric watched as Wolfric took Sookie's hand and led her from the room.

"Eric, keep an eye on her. Do not let her out of your sight." He nodded already following them from the room. Godric turned to the vampire still at his side, Dancing Storm was also watching them disappearing from the room.

"Thank you for saving Sookie tonight. I owe you a debt."

Dancing Storm's eyes settled on Godric with a mocking smile. "I may have saved her as a favour to Wolfric. He has certainly taken a liking to her."

"Nonetheless. Thank you."

Dancing Storm's face cleared and his look turned thoughtful. "You love her."

It would do no good to lie...so he told the truth. "I do."

Dancing Storm's eyes searched his face searching, his eyebrows rose at what he found.

"You are telling the truth. You really do love the girl. When you brought out the two of them at the trial I thought you were making some sort of political play – taunting us with your show of wealth, two telepaths and bringing down both Newlin and Edgington. It would have been appropriate revenge for the loss of your position. We did not expect such a strong showing from you, but I should have had more faith in you, old friend."

"There is no political motive – if I could have left her behind and kept her from the Council's attention I would have. But it could not be avoided."

"And the boy? Why did you not protect him? No one would have known about him."

"He has proven himself useful, but Sophie-Anne wanted a telepath...I simply presented her with an alternative."

Dancing Storm looked at him impressed and slightly sceptical, "I hope that works out for you. Will she accept the weaker of the two?"

"As you've seen Sookie has a tendency to draw trouble, and her temper does not endear her to the queen. The boy will suit her needs perfectly. Plus I think she sees the benefit of maintaining our arrangement and continue to use her as a threat against Eric. She always seeks the upper hand."

"That is true. This young queen does have much potential."

They were both silent for a moment, "Would you walk with me?" Godric asked.

"Lead the way."

As the two vampires slowly made their way through the rooms and out into the hallway Dancing Storm spoke again which surprised Godric. He usually keeps things to himself...

"She is a rare find, your pet. She is powerful – more than just a telepath, but without tasting her I can not be sure what. Could she possibly be descended from Fae?"

Godric was uncomfortable revealing too much of his suspicions about her background but he needed more information, and Dancing Storm knew more than most about those with telepathy.

"I have come to the same conclusion. But when did it enter the family, and why does the brother show no evidence of it? And if she is descended from the Fae – to which sect does she belong?"

"That will only become apparent as her powers develop." He looked at Godric again, watchful. "Has she displayed any other abilities?"

"Almost every vampire who has tasted her blood has become tied to her quite strongly. Bill Compton loved her, I love her, Eric loves her...even Wolfric felt her pull tonight and he had only a drop."

Dancing Storm smiled, "Your child also appears quite infatuated with the girl."

"It is true, he has had her blood and is now tied closer to her than I have ever seen him with a human."

"That could be a very dangerous gift."

Godric nodded in agreement. "As you've seen it can be both helpful and dangerous. She holds too much of an attraction among our kind."

Dancing Storm laughed softly. "That could prove to be very...interesting. If anyone can keep her safe, it would be you. You've always done things your own way. I envy you my friend." His eyes narrowed as they walked leisurely down the hallway, keeping his voice low so as not to be overheard by any passing vampire. "But tell me, how did she talk you off the roof? Had you already had her blood? I have never known you to make a decision lightly. What changed your mind?"

Godric was thoughtful for a moment, but knew he had to answer truthfully or not at all.

"The vampire Sookie was engaged to was successfully mainstreaming. He was not yet two hundred and had already become dissatisfied with the way most of us treat humans – as I have. When she and Eric came for me in Dallas and then were caught up in the twisted plans of Steve Newlin I knew I couldn't allow them to be sacrificed for my decision, so I saved them. I still planned to meet the sun. So I didn't fight when they took my authority – in fact I gave it up willingly. That night I found myself on the roof. Eric followed me trying to persuade me to alter my course, but all he could offer were my own false beliefs about survival – they are no longer enough. But then something happened that I did not expect. A little human child walked fearlessly out onto the roof to stand with me while I burned. I'd met the girl once and yet here she was, tears in her eyes, trying to offer me comfort. It surprised me so much I listened when she spoke. She spoke of how attitudes must change for our species to co-exist. She is so sure they can. She asked me to earn my redemption – to work for it. Many minds need to be changed, both human and vampire and how could they if those of us with influence wouldn't stand up and speak. As she spoke I felt my resolve waver and I figured I could always meet the sun some other day if I choose. Why not give her a little time?"

He regarded Godric, amused. But Godric could tell he was also considering his story carefully.

Both pairs of dark, ancient eyes turned out to the dance floor. As Godric spotted her in Wolfric's arms his whole body tightened. All he wanted to do was snatch her from him and run, leave all of this behind them. If only it could be that easy. He thought bitterly as he watched Cara shadowing the dancing couple.

He could feel Sookie's fear and again fought the urge to take her from the elder. Eric's eyes flashed to his and he gave a subtle negative shake of the head.

"That was smart. Taking her from Wolfric at this point would only ensure he takes her from you and Eric tonight. Just let him have his dance. He will respect custom for now, your claim on her will protect her until he finds a suitable reason."

Both vampires were silent and still as statues watching the dancers.

"Wolfric, I'm Godric's." Sookie's trembling voice was grim and determined. They'd stopped dancing in the middle of the floor. Godric had to school his features so he wouldn't grin. They couldn't hear Wolfric's quiet response but Sookie's anger was apparent to everyone on the dance floor. "But that wouldn't get you what you want."

"She has quite a temper doesn't she." He could hear the laughter in the Dancing Storm's voice.

"You have no idea."

The other vampire laughed out loud. He was interrupted from whatever he was going to say when Sookie's phone began to ring. They watched her plead with Wolfric and Godric's hand flinched as he watched him bend over her hand and say something that sent another wave of fresh fear through Sookie. Godric relaxed his tense posture as Wolfric turned and walked out of the room. Cara edged around the crowd and followed him. Sookie made her way off the dance floor to Eric's side, answering her phone.

"Go to her, something is wrong."

As the plane took off, Sookie stared out the window into the night, the full moon's light shining down on her seeming to mock her. Why didn't I just tell Jason what she was when I had the chance! This is my fault! She felt an angry tear roll down her cheek. When she could finally speak, her voice was rough and she had to clear her throat before she could get the words to come out.

"So if Jason was attacked by a were tonight he will turn into some sort of animal-man every full moon?"

"If he survives." Eric tried to make his voice compassionate but she it still felt like someone punched her in the gut.

"Will he be dangerous?" Her voice was barely a whisper. She was ignoring even the possibility that her brother might not pull through this. I just can't lose anybody else! I can't! I won't!

"Yes," she closed her eyes, "he will be dangerous. Full blooded weres and shifters turn into full animals at the full moon, they are able to retain human thought if they choose, and usually avoid humans but those infected, not born, are more like your movie version of werewolves. They retain more of the human appearance, but the animal takes the mind. They cannot remember who they are or be reasoned with. They do not avoid humans and will attack anyone who crosses their path. If your brother survives tonight he will become a monster every full moon."

More tears leaked down her face.

"Isn't there anything we can do?"

"I've already called Dr. Ludwig," Sookie opened her eyes suddenly feeling hopeful, "but it may

be too late Sookie, don't get your hopes up. She can usually help if she can get to them early enough." Beside her Pam nodded earnestly. "He telling you the truth, one of my pets was mauled by a werewolf once, Dr. Ludwig treated them and he only lost an eye. But he doesn't change at the full moon. There may be hope."

Sookie held herself tighter feeling her nails digging into the back of her arms, but she didn't care. She just stared out the little window trying to keep a handle on herself.

Jason, Hadley, Barry...I can't help any of them!

"How do you know all this, I thought shifters and vampires hated each other?"

He shrugged, "Know your enemy."

Suddenly sitting on a plane seemed like it was taking forever. Never thought I'd get used to flying around with vampires everywhere. The plane ride felt unbearably slow. She knew why they had to take the plane, they had luggage and everything they had had in Dallas, but Sookie wanted to get to her brother as soon as possible. Any delay just set her more on edge.

Sookie hurried through the doors to the Grainger Hospital. She'd called Tara the moment they landed, and she'd told Sookie that Jason was still in the trauma unit in critical condition. She flashed by the front desk ignoring the woman who began yelling at her. She followed the signs to the end of the hall and punched the button for the elevator impatiently. Eric, standing beside her, took her hand in his holding it gently but firmly. "Sookie Dr. Ludwig is with him, there is nothing you can do for him, so calm down."

She knew he was right, but it only made her angry to hear. She took in several deep breaths to try and steady herself. The doors were barely opened before she was in and frantically pushing the button to close them again. Eric sighed. As the doors slid shut, she looked up to the little lit numbers watching impatiently as each number lit up and went dark.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

"Sookie..."

"I know, I know!" She felt a flash burn through her system and she felt power flow to her finger tips. As her hands briefly glowed Eric arched an eyebrow. Sheepishly she looked up at him. "Sorry."

"I hear counting to ten sometimes helps." His voice had a teasing edge to it, and Sookie growled punching him in the arm. But she couldn't help a small smile from turning up the corners of her mouth. When the doors opened this time Sookie walked more slowly out into the brightly light hall, following the arrows she approached the nurse's station. When she got there, no one was behind the counter. She brought her hand down hard against the surface, "Hello? You've got to be kidding me! Hello?"

"Sookie...watch your temper...you're brother is going to live." She looked down and her hands were glowing again, balling her fists she quickly crossed her arms. Looking down, there was a slight indentation in the counter. That sobered her up a bit. She closed her eyes and began dropping her shields. Filtering through the unpleasant thoughts of the other patients on the floor, Sookie finally found a brain she recognized. She took off quickly in Tara's direction. Turning down two more hallways she found her pacing outside a doorway.

"Tara!"

Tara's head came up, and her tense expression broke for a second her eyes widening in surprise and relief. "Sookie!" Sookie hurried down the hall pulling Tara into a fierce hug. She felt some tears escape her control, and from the wetness she could feel on her shoulder, Tara had lost control too. She heard the confusion in her friend's thoughts at her appearance, wondering what she had been doing in so dressed up. Sookie had completely forgotten what she was wearing in her desire to get to the hospital as quickly as possible.

"Tara, where was he found? Who found him!"

Sniffling slightly, Tara pulled back and looked directly into Sookie's face completely ignoring Eric for the time being.

"Hoyt found him, they were supposed to meet at the bar and Jason didn't show up. Hoyt had a bad feeling and went to Jason's. He said he heard groans coming from the back of the house and found him on the floor of the bathroom. He drove him to the parish hospital and they airlifted him here. Hoyt called me when they flew him here, and I got here when he went into surgery. Hoyt was here till about a half hour ago. He looked real shook up."

"And where's Jason now?"

"He's in there." She pointed to the door right behind her and as Sookie stepped toward it, Tara caught her shoulders.

"Just give it a minute. That weird little Doc is in there with him now." She shot a look at Eric, giving the first sign she even knew he was there. She looked back to Sookie, "What is she anyway?"

"I don't know what she is but she saved me when Mary-Anne clawed me. So I-" The door opened interrupting her and the little doctor came out into the hall. She ignored everyone but Eric.

"The boy's going to live." Her voice was just as Sookie remembered it, sharp and confident. Sookie moved into her line of sight, "Will he...be the same?"

Dr. Ludwig's face was inscrutable, "I'm sorry, I did not get to him in time. The infection had spread too far before I got here." Sookie felt her knees become weak and the hall felt like it was spinning. As the doctor passed, she reached up and patted Sookie's arm in sympathy. "I'm sorry, I know this is hard to hear. But it will help with his recovery now. And later...it can be controlled." She looked up at Eric. "I will expect my money by the end of the week."

"Thank you for getting here so quickly." She glared at him once and walked down the hall, turned the corner, and disappeared out of sight.

"What the hell was all that?! What was she talking about?" Tara was obviously confused. With effort Sookie controlled her expression. "Sookie?" She turned and whatever was in her eyes brought her best friend up short.

"I'll tell you later, I promise. The whole story. But right now I just wanna go in and see Jason."

Tara pursed her lips, unhappy, but nodded. 'You better tell me everything!' Sookie smiled at her friend, nodded and walked through the door. She could hear the steady beeping of the machines as she closed the door behind her. The blue curtains were pulled around the bed, and the sound of the little rings as she pushed it aside seemed unnaturally loud. And there he was laying prone on the bed, his face almost as white as the bandages that concealed most of his body. It looked like the right half of his body and chest had taken the worst of the attack. Both his right arm and leg were in casts. He had three large scratches running across most of his face. The sight of her brother lying there so hurt and vulnerable seemed to root her to the floor.

"Oh Jason," her words caught in her throat and her breath hitched. She moved quietly to the left side of the bed, taking his hand gently and holding it between her own.

"I'm here Jason, I'm here."

It had taken more than hour and an angry nurse to get Sookie to leave her brother's side. She and Tara had ridden home with Godric and Eric in silence. Pulling into her drive, Sookie felt an overwhelming sense of homecoming. As the house had come into view a tear had run down her cheek, Godric had wiped it away gently and offered to stay with her for the night. She had been sorely tempted to say yes, but she could feel Tara's confusion, anxiety and expectancy.

"No, I would like to be alone tonight." Godric's eyes searched hers, and she knew he could feel that that was completely contrary to how she actually felt but kissed her softly and let her get out of the car without following. Eric's hand brushed hers as she got out of the car and she almost broke down and told them both to stay, but Tara was waiting for her by the door.

"Thank you so much. I love you both." She spoke quietly knowing they would hear her and Tara wouldn't. She turned and taking her dress in hand walked into her house.

Sookie had fallen asleep on her bed with Tara beside her. She had told her the whole story, and Tara had been uncharacteristically silent, listening without comment. Sookie had been impressed and a little worried about her friend's unusual reaction, but not sure she wanted to listen to her thoughts and know what she was really thinking. She was too happy being here with her friend to have it ruined.

The sunlight had been streaming into the bedroom through her window when Tara woke her, she'd made breakfast and brought it to Sookie in bed. As Sookie ate Tara filled her in on all that had happened in Bon Temps while she'd been away. But still made no comment on what Sookie had told her. She was sorely tempted to listen in to her friend's mind, but held off. She'll talk or tell me off when she's ready...

Sookie had called Sam and gone in to work the early shift with Tara. At work she had greeted everyone with a hug and accepted their sympathy about Jason. Sam had pulled her into his office and she'd told him the abridged version of events.

"And now I'm back and ready to work!" It felt good to be back in her Merlotte's uniform, ponytail high and ready to work. Her smile had faltered when Sam asked about her brother.

"The doctor's say he's gunna pull through. I thought I'd go over and see him between shifts. Would you like to come with me?"

Sam's face had lit up and he'd accepted with a smile.

Her shift had gone as well as could be hoped. People were speculating about what had happened to Jason, and what kind of things she had been getting into going off for days on end. And though she was asked several times, she just smiled and took their orders.

Driving over to the hospital with Sam had been comfortable and she'd listened to him while he told her about going to see his family. He'd found them in a small town called Benton in Arkansas. Thy lived in a broken down little trailer. His mother had been less than friendly and the guy she was now married to had been very interested in him as a link to her past. He'd been a piece of work, drunk, living off disability, and generally a bastard. Sam had been hopeful when he met his little brother who worked at a Tire Depot but he had been suspicious of him and unwilling to talk. Sam was torn, not knowing whether he should make a greater effort to get to know them, or just leave everything the way it was. She watched him as he drove, one hand on the wheel, his hair looking very blond in the sunshine, a crease between his brows as he thought of his family. Oh Sam, you are very loyal. I just hope that they deserve your loyalty.

They'd walked into the hospital, and Sookie enquired about her brother at the front desk, following proper procedure like a good little girl. And waited patiently while the nurse looked him up.

A smile appeared on the nurse's face, though from her mind Sookie knew that she was thinking about whether or not she'd left the coffee pot on when she left home that morning.

"Good news, your brother was transferred out of the intensive care unit this morning. He is not on the second floor, room 225."

"Thank you very much!" Sookie beamed at her and walked quickly to the elevators. Her smile faltered as she pushed the button.

"Sookie what's wrong?"

"I guess I'd better tell you. Jason was mauled by a were of some kind. He's been infected. That's why he's healing so fast."

Sam looked at her his eyes widening in surprise. "Crystal?" Sookie nodded grimly.

"She's my number one suspect. Do you have any idea what kind of were she is? She seems different than the werewolves I've met. And her mind doesn't feel like yours either." She looked at him hopefully as the doors slid open. He ushered her in before him and waited for the doors to close before answering her.

"Crystal is part of the Hot Shot community. The whole community there are weres." Sookie looked at him in surprise. "They are not werewolves, but they are to proud to call themselves what the actually are: shifters."

"Like you?"

He shook his head, "No they can only turn into one animal. The whole community are were-panthers."

Were-panthers? Well holy crap. "So those panther rumours a few years ago, were true...I guess I shouldn't be surprised."

The doors slid open and they stepped out. Sookie's hand froze on the door handle, and Sam froze by her side, sniffing carefully at the door.

"One of the panthers is in there." Before he could say anymore Sookie threw the door open and darted inside.

"Get away from my brother!" The man looked up at her startled as she advanced on him. "I said get away from him!" Her voice had become menacing. Sam followed closely giving him a level stare. The man looked to be over the forty mark, his trimmed beard was shot through with silver. He had a light muscular build, and couldn't have reached more than five foot seven, so he and Sam stood eye to eye. He watched Sookie with interest, and his eyes were the strangest eyes Sookie had ever seen. They were an unusual golden green colour. Sookie glared at him.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"My name is Calivn Norris, I'm Crystal's uncle."

Sookie bared her teeth at him. "I repeat what are you doing here?" She was glad with how dangerous that came out, she was feeling the power build strongly in her, but she kept her shields in place and as strong as she could till she knew where to direct it. She didn't want to lose control and hurt Sam or her brother.

His look became slightly more weary as he took in her face and stance. "I am here to apologize for the accidental mauling of your brother." He bowed his head to her, and the gravity with which he said it cooled the edges of her anger.

"What do you mean accidental?"

He looked up into her eyes again, meeting her blue with his strange green. "Last night was the full moon, and my pack gathered for the change. We usually hunt the areas between the towns. Jason must have followed Crystal, because suddenly he was there in the midst of the pack." He shook his head, and Sookie could feel the genuine remorse and guilt coming off him, and she felt a little more of her anger slip away. "He was attacked before I could give the signal to stop. Crystal was frantic. Luckily an artery wasn't hit," Sookie blanched, "I'm afraid we did a little more damage to him when we dragged him back to his house. It was the most we could do on a full moon."

Sookie maintained a stony silence as she looked down at her brother, trying to hold back the sudden flood of tears that threatened to escape.

"Crystal hadn't told him what she was," her voice was a whisper, "and her monthly disappearances made him think she was cheating on him. I thought it best for her to tell him. It's my fault he was out there, being boneheaded like usual." She touched his hand affectionately and he stirred. Behind her Sam made a noise of disagreement.

"Sookie you can't take responsibility for his actions. And you couldn't know what would happen. What were you supposed to do, tell him over the phone?" She gave him a weak smile and turned back to Jason on the bed. Calvin watched their exchange with curiosity.

Sookie looked up at him, "So what happens now?" A glint returned to Sookie's eye as she watched Calvin gathered his thoughts.

"His condition, no matter who is at fault, is my responsibility. My pack attacked a human, and he survived. I will come to get him at the next full moon. The pack will accept him, and teach him to live with what he is."

"Thank you." Again he nodded to her.

She sat on the bed beside Jason. "Why didn't Crystal come with you? Her voice was quiet and unemotional. She didn't take her eyes off her brother, and the tiny crease that was forming between his brows.

"I wouldn't allow it. I wanted to assess the damage and try to make reparations before I asked your permission to let her come." Again all she got from him was a genuine concern for his pack. She wanted with all her heart to tell Calvin to keep Crystal as far from her brother as possible but she knew it was an unreasonable request.

"We all played our parts in what happened. When Jason wakes up and we tell him everything, I will let him decide. If he wants her here I would appreciate if you would allow it."

"I shall leave you alone then, thank you for your understanding." He nodded to Sam as he passed, "Sam."

"Calvin."

Calvin paused at the door. "I've heard of you Miss Stackhouse. I'm sorry we had to meet under these circumstances. Please if you ever need a favour do not hesitate to call on me, if it is in my power, I will make sure it is done." And with that he left. Sookie and Sam were silent. Jason's eyelids began to flutter and he moaned quietly.

"Jason?" He moaned again, louder this time. "Jason can you open your eyes?"

Eric walked into Fangtasia the next night distracted but unwilling to let his businesses suffer no matter the distraction. He knew Godric had left to go to Sookie so he hoped the low level anxiety he was feeling would alleviate soon. It was very inconvenient when he had to focus on the tasks at hand. He still had businesses to run and his Sheriff duties to see to.

He was in the middle of a stack of paperwork when Pam walked in the office without knocking. He was already on edge because he couldn't follow Godric and be with Sookie.

"Eric-" He cut her off with a look. "Not now Pam."

"I wouldn't-"

"Not now!" It was a growl deep and menacing. Pam shut her mouth, gave him a 'you'll be sorry' look and shut the door behind her.

Eric came out of his office an hour, three phone calls and fight with his liquor distributor later. He stretched as he walked into the reasonably full club. Some warning alerted him just before a vampire blurred into his arms, throwing her arms around his neck and purring in delight.

"Hello boss, did you miss me?"

Jason had come around eventually but he was still zonked on pain medication and unable to really focus. She was really just happy to see his eyes open. She and Sam had left together to get back to work. In his truck Sam had turned to her, "That was a great honour he extended to you. The Hotshot community is very secretive and closed to outsiders."

Sam's eyes were always so kind, and right now they were full of compassion and earnestness.

"He is a good man." I wonder why Sam is championing Calvin Norris...

"He is."

The rest of her shift was going smoothly; as the patrons got more and more drunk Sookie found herself having to field more and more open questions about her absences and Jason's mauling. She kept the bright smile pasted on her face and was brisker than usual. Arlene was working with her, and Sookie could feel her not-so-subtle sidelong glances. Sookie felt like she owed her something, so during a lull she pulled her aside, into the back into the women's bathroom and told her friend a lie.

"Arlene, I don't really want this getting around..." She raised her eyebrows to impress on Arlene how serious she was and when her friend nodded, she continued, "but I left to find my cousin Hadley. I got a tip that she had been seen in New Orleans and I thought I would go and try to find her, you know, tell her about Gran and all."

"Oh Sookie! Did you find her?" Genuine concern fought with delight in knowing the juicy gossip first in Arlene's mind.

"I did. She's got herself a place there, and is still wild as ever, so I didn't stay long. I was on my way back when Tara called me and told me about Jason. Well I thought my heart would stop right then!" Arlene pulled her into a hug.

"Oh hunny, how's your brother doin' anyway?"

"He's doin' good. Sam and I visited him this afternoon. He's awake but whatever got him marked him up good. The doctors don't know what it was so we're waiting for him too be conscious enough to tell us. Thank goodness he's on the parish health insurance, I would never be able to pay the bills, I've missed so much work lately!"

"I'm so sorry girl, that is just a load of bad news." Arlene pulled on a stray lock of hair while Sookie nodded sadly.

"I just wanted you to know. So many people out there are just assuming the worst..." Arlene looked a little guilty at that but Sookie ignored it, she'd already read from her friend's head that she had been thinking the same things. "We'd better get back out there or Sam will have my hide!" She checked her makeup in the mirror and opened the door.

It was awhile later that Godric walked in the front door. Sookie had already turned because she felt him coming, a smile on her face. It was amazing to her that most people didn't notice him. He slipped into a booth in her section that had been recently vacated by four guys who had appreciated her looks, but given her ego a good bruising when she heard their thoughts. Apparently she had been more of a topic of conversation than she knew – and people were not being overly kind. 'Fangbanger' had been the nicest name on their minds. She quickly had Sam heat up an O negative True Blood and she shook it well before taking it to his table. She smiled genuinely.

"Hi."

"Good evening Sookie. How is your brother?"

"He's better. I don't know how I'm going to explain it all to him but-" she was interrupted by someone calling out for more drinks. Sighing she gave him a shrug and left to get their orders. She could feel his eyes on her the rest of her shift. He left with the last of the stragglers and she closed up with companionably with Sam and Arlene. When she walked outside she expected to see him waiting by her car but there was no one. She tried to keep the disappointment off her face as Arlene hugged her and said goodnight. As Arlene pulled out of the parking lot, she felt hands slip over her hips and caress her stomach and with a little smile she leaned back into him, basking in the way he made her feel. She stiffened in his arms as a thought occurred to her.

"We don't have to go anywhere tonight do we?"

"What do you mean Sookie?" She turned in his arms so they were face to face, putting her arms around his neck.

"I mean, with the Council still here, are we summoned to any vampire thing?

He smiled his little smile and she felt the urge to kiss him, her breathing speeding up.

"No Sookie. We have not been summoned by anyone."

Her eyes narrowed, "I heard a 'yet' on the end of your sentence." Ha laughed softly and hugged her closer. "With luck we will not receive a call tonight but you're right. We will be summoned again at least once before they leave for the Old World."

Sighing she leaned her head into the hollow of his shoulder. "Then let's get to my house before they find us." She gave kissed his neck. When she tried to break his grip he gave a small growl and pulled her lips to his, kissing her deep and passionately. Sookie quickly gave in to the lust raging through her body at his touch, moulding herself around him as much as possible. His lips moved along her jaw and down her neck.

"We should get to your house." His voice was rough and shivers started much lower and ran up her spine. His hand gripped the back of her neck and he looked into her face with that smile again.

"Tease." She accused and he laughed again. He traced her pouting bottom lip with his cool finger. She bit his finger gently and smiled at him. He let her go and walked around to the passenger side of her car.

The vampire in his arms was kissing her way up his throat unashamed of the audience she had drawn. Eric unlatched her legs from around his waist and then her arms from around his neck. It was then that she became aware that something was wrong. She pulled her arms out of his grasp and looked up at him with the clearest green eyes. Her long golden hair streamed down her back loose curls seeming to flow around her even though she had frozen into a statue in front of him.

"Yvette, when did you get back?"

"Yesterday. Chow told me you weren't here, and Pam wouldn't let me near the back tonight. She said you were busy." Her husky voice became suspicious. "Aren't you happy to see me?"

Eric had a very uncomfortable moment as he looked down into her stunning face, her lower lip pouted out in the most sensual way.

"I am glad to see you." And in a way he was, his business always went up when she danced for him. She was definitely a crowd pleaser. She was the single most beautiful creature he had ever seen, every feature perfect. She broke into a sultry smile her hands began snaking up his arms again. He grabbed her hands and held them. Looking up at the interested crowd, keeping his temper under tight control when he saw Pam's huge grin, he looked back down at Yvette.

"Why don't we go to my office?" Without waiting for an answer he pulled her through the door after him, shutting it firmly on the curious patrons. He dropped her hands and walked around his desk, taking a seat in his chair.

"Yvette, we will no longer be lovers." Her catlike eyes narrowed into slits and her luscious lips hardened into a straight line.

"I heard your maker is here with you." Her English was becoming more heavily accented with every word, an indication of how displeased she was. "And that you have found yourselves a human pet." Eric nodded. "Is she the reason you reject me?" Her voice had turned contemptuous.

"She is not the reason, I just have neither the time nor the inclination anymore." She stiffened at that. Glaring at him for a second, before her look turned sultry. Her fangs sprang forward and her tongue ran over them invitingly.

"Oh you know I like it when you're mean." She sat on the edge of one of the chairs, her short black dress showing the smooth length of her legs. Her eyes became big in her suddenly innocent face. She sighed theatrically. "I shall be a good little employee," her voice lowered seductively, "master...Unless you're telling me I am out of a job as well?"

"You can continue to work here if that is your wish." She chuckled throatily. Suddenly she was reaching across the desk stroking his face.

"When you watch me dance, you won't be able to resist me for long." As she left his office, her hips swayed exaggeratedly the whole way.

Well that was easier than I thought.

As she entered the hall her face darkened and her lips curled into a silent snarl. That little bllod-bag bitch will pay for usurping my position!

She cleared her face before stepping back out into the club.

Eric had followed her back out into the club slowly. He watched her for a moment already up on one of the stages erected around the club for the dancers, her body moving sinuously to the music. Half the people in the club seemed unable to take their eyes from her.

Eric made his way over to the booth where Pam was sitting, as he approached the vampire sitting across from her vanished into the crowd. He took the vacated seat and gave Pam a heavy glare. A smile stretched her beautiful face.

"I tried to warn you – you kicked me out of your office." Eric growled and she wiped the smile off her face, but her eyes still seemed to mock him.

Her voice was very quiet intended not to go beyond their table, "Did you let her down easy?"

He shot her a scathing look and she snickered. She stopped abruptly, and Eric turned to see what had frozen the smile on her face. His eyes widened and he stiffened in his seat as he watched Mathias and Corba walked through the front door flanked by three guards. The tourists were looking a little nervous at the sudden stillness in the room as the vampires froze. Most didn't know who he was but the aura of power around him was easily felt. Eric stood from his seat and walked forward, Pam walking just behind him. Eric stopped in front of Mathias, bowing deeply.

"Mathias, Corba. To what do I owe the honour of your visit?"

Mathias looked around him with interest; Corba with disdain. It was Corba who answered.

"We came for your maker. Where is he?"

"I'm sorry Godric is not here."

"Will he be returning shortly?"

"If he returns it will only be just before dawn." Corba hissed in frustration.

"Is he with the telepath?"

"Yes."

Mathias interrupted whatever Corba was going to say. "Take me there. I want to speak to him."

"Would you rather I call him, tell him you are here?"

Mathias's dark eyes regarded Eric, "No. Just take me to him, now."

"As you wish."

He turned his head, "Pam stay here, keep an eye on things. Chow, Jamie." The two vampires detached from the crowd and flanked Eric. The ancient eyed him again, looking at him from head to toe with an inscrutable expression. He turned and exited, Eric and the entourage following.

Sookie was laying in her bed next to Godric feeling pleasantly boneless, aftershocks still sending waves of pleasure through her every now and then. He was on his side curved toward her his fingers softly playing with her hair. She sighed in contentment.

"You are beautiful, my love, so beautiful." His fingers brushed her face.

She was so entirely happy at that moment that when he stiffened beside her she just knew what was coming. Oh no! No, no, no, no! I'm way too tired for this shit!

"I'm sorry love. Eric is close, and he is not alone." She dropped her shields and searched the area around the house. Eight voids were in the woods surrounding her house and getting closer.

"You should get dressed, Sookie, just in case." Godric was already up with his pants on and pulling his white button-down t-shirt over his head. Sighing she covered her face with a pillow, silently screaming in frustration. Throwing the pillow onto the floor she reluctantly rolled out of bed looking for her hastily discarded shorts. They were nowhere to be found. With another heavy sigh Sookie made her way over to the closet and pulled out the first dress that came to hand. And pulled it on over her head. It was mostly white with blue patterning on the chest and ruffled band around the bottom. She had bought it because it was so cute with it's flaring skirt and white cap sleeves. She threw her hair up into a messy bun and hastily applied a little makeup, then satisfied with her reflection followed Godric downstairs.

"Should I have some True Bloods ready?" She didn't know who was coming, what they wanted, or what the correct protocol would be. He considered that for a second.

"No, but asking if they decide to stay it would be hospitable." Sookie walked up beside him and took his hand. Letting their contact calm her nerves.

Godric had closed his eyes and seemed to be listening intently, his head tilting to the side.

"Sookie, Eric comes with Mathias."

Oh fucking great! A Council member at my house! Feeling her anxiety Godric squeezed her hand and touched her face, "They only want me."

A wave of panic nearing hysteria washed through her when he said that, the despair of her dream suddenly feeling more than real. They're here to take him from me! And her heart constricted in her chest. He could obviously feel what she was feeling, his eyes had become desperate and pleading.

"I want you to wait upstairs." She was about to protest angrily when he kissed her lightly. "Let me try to protect you, please. I know it isn't your first instinct, and that is part of what I love about you. But I would like to keep you out of whatever is to come tonight if I can." He softened his tone, "He probably only wants to chastise me for my decisions concerning the Fellowship of the Sun. There is nothing to worry about."

Her forehead creased and she looked at him confused, "Why is that nothing to worry about?"

"Mathias's favourite child, Ammon was the one to create Pandora, my maker. When she died , he took my under his wing. I stayed with Ammon for many years. He meant much to me. He was killed in Egypt after the Great Revelation." Sookie still didn't quite understand but she nodded and stayed where she was as he walked out the door and onto her screened in porch. It went against all her instincts to not go out there with him. I guess they must have some sort of vampire bond...he seems very sure that they won't hurt him...She hugged herself tightly, trying to convince herself that everything was going to be okay. Please, God, just let this go smoothly!

Her breath caught and she turned, frightened, when she felt Tara's brain patterns change announcing she had woken up. Fuck! Her heart skipped a beat in sudden terror for her friend. So much shit has happened to the people around me lately, I can't let Tara get pulled into all this because of me! She made a mad dash for the stairs and caught Tara just as she sleepily exited her room. Tara's eyes widened and Sookie clamped her hand over her mouth before she could say anything.

'What the hell are you doing, Sookie?' Her thought was scared and furious.

Sookie leaned in close and whispered in her ear. "There are vamps outside and not all of them friendly." Tara closed her eyes and Sookie fought a smile at the string of obscenities flowing through her best friend's head. "I know, I know. It's all my fault, I just think it would be best if we stayed up here, and made as little noise as possible." Tara nodded reluctantly.

'Can I go pee though?' Sookie nodded and let Tara across the hall. She stood at the top of the stairs wondering how the meeting outside was going.

Godric stepped off the porch and waited patiently as they approached, his hands clasped in front of him. He watched as three of Mathias's guards took off around the house checking the surrounding area.

"Mathias what a pleasant surprise to see you here tonight." He bowed. "Corba" he inclined his head.

"You left yesterday before we had a chance to talk." Mathias's voice was unimpressed. Eric walked over to stand just slightly behind Godric, Jamie and Chow following.

Mathias looked up at the house, "And where is your little pet tonight?" A smile curled his lips. "I can smell her all over you." His almond eyes focused back on Godric. He was wearing black pants and a button down black shirt, his hair was free on his shoulder's moving in the slight breeze.

"I asked her to stay inside while we talk."

With a restless movement Mathias closed the distance between them. Leaning toward Godric he took a deep breath in. "It's been awhile since I've fucked a human. They're just so breakable." His head turned to the side, as he studied Godric, a suggestive smile on his face. The smile vanished as quickly as it came, his face hardening and his eyes flashing angrily.

"Why would you try to end your life without coming to me first? I would have helped you."

Godric bowed his head under the disapproval of the elder.

"Mathias," he looked up into the elder's angry face, "You could not have helped me."

Corba hissed angrily from a few feet away. Mathias's eyes became slits. "Is that so?"

"I have grown tired of the way we vampires treat humans. I no longer believe that they live only to serve us, or are truly inferior to us – just different – bu still deserving of our respect." Mathias's eyes remained on his face as if looking into his soul. Godric heard the mumbling of the guards but he kept his attention fixed on the elder in front of him. Unexpectedly Mathias threw his head back roaring with laughter, cruel smiles and laughter came from Corba and the guards.

"You want us to respect the cattle?" His humour died in his face, and he looked up at the house thoughtfully. "When they do something worthy of respect perhaps..."

"I've survived for two thousand years believing they were unworthy of my respect, but living here in America and watching how they adapt to life's changes...meeting some of them I began to envy how easily they change. We cannot evolve the way they do, we only grow more brutal and predatory – their hatred for us is a product of how we treat them. Our cruelty damns us, and if we persist in our behaviour it will cause a war. I despaired of anything ever changing."

"And so you decided to meet the sun and end it all." His fangs had sprung forward, they were the only indication of his feelings, his face and eyes had become blank.

"I had forgotten what it was like to live for something and my life felt long enough."

"Until a little girl changed your mind." Though his voice was mocking, Godric could hear an undercurrent of curiosity.

"Yes, Sookie gave me hope that there could be more to live for. She offered me redemption if I could be strong enough to work for it."

"She is intriguing, your Sookie. She has certainly struck Wolfric's fancy." He made another restless movement, looking up at the house. "I would like to thank your Sookie. I would have been very displeased if you had died that day...Especially since I know you know where it is." His hand caressed Godric's face. "Ammon sent me a message before he died his final death, he told me you two had found it and that it was safe and hidden somewhere." His eyes met Godric's and they were dark and terrifying. "Now bring out your human pets. I would like to speak to them." His voice was a deadly whisper.

"Them?"

"Do not play dumb with me, I can hear two heart beats in the house. Bring them both out now."

"Sookie's roommate is not a pet, she is an innocent bystander." Godric's voice was defeated. Eric was a statue at his side.

Mathias made an angry, dismissive gesture. "Bring them out, now."

Godric turned to Eric, "Go ask Sookie and Tara to come out." Eric disappeared into the house. There were raised voices and a minute later Eric was pushing the two girls out of the house before him, Sookie in her little dress, Tara in her hot pink, silky pyjamas.

The guards smiled at them while Corba eyed them with contempt. Godric kept him in his sights as Sookie and Tara were brought to stand beside him. Sookie had a tight hold on her best friend's hand and Godric could feel her fear and the fierce desire to protect her friend. Mentally he chastised himself for ever putting either of them in such danger. If only I could be without her for even a night! Then maybe she would be safe for awhile. I should have expected this. Why did I not see it?!

And looking into Sookie's frightened eyes, he knew why he had not seen the coming danger – she was all he could see. All he wanted to see.

He turned back to Mathias, who had been watching their approach with a friendly smile on his face, his fangs retracted. Sookie eyed him nervously, while Tara's eyes flickered over the whole company confused, fearful and hostile.

Mathias looked from the two girls to Godric expectantly.

"Sookie Stackhouse, Tara Thorton, may I formally introduce you to Mathias, one of the vampire elders and a member of the Council." Both girls gave him quick bows, though it was obvious to Godric that Tara did it with reluctance.

"How nice to see you again Miss Stackhouse, I apologize for the unexpected visit but I needed to speak to Godric before we leave tomorrow for home. And I wanted to extend my gratitude for whatever you said to him to change his mind." He smiled, amused at Tara's continuing and obvious hostility. "And beautiful, Tara Thorton, I apologize for rousing your from your bed. But I was anxious to meet those for whom Godric would turn his back on his own kind." That widened her eyes and she shot an accusing glare at Godric, met Sookie's glance and looked down at the ground.

"Sorry sir, I don't know what you're talking about. I played no part in saving him, or everything that has happened since." She looked up into his eyes, her jaw tight, and her shoulders stiff. "But Sookie is my family, so whatever happens to her happens to me." Sookie stiffened and looked terrified and angry at her friend but found herself incapacitated as Eric clamped a hand over her mouth and a restraining arm across her chest, leaving her helpless to do anything but glare at Tara. Mathias and his guards laughed out loud, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

Mathias eyed Tara with new interest. "Brave and noble words, sweet little human. But do not fear for yourself of Sookie. I do not hold you responsible for any wrongdoing, like I said I only offer my gratitude for his life." He dug into his pocket and came out with a wad of cash. Eric had let go of Sookie when she stopped struggling but stayed close just in case. She shot Mathias an unfriendly look, but struggled to keep her tone polite, "That will not be necessary. I have already been paid for my services in Dallas. But thank you for the thought."

Mathias shrugged his shoulders, "As you wish." His eyes had only briefly flickered to Sookie as she spoke, his attention seemed to be caught by Tara. She met his eyes with a defiant glare, which the longer she held it, the less angry she became.

"My dear, would you allow me to taste you?"

Tara looked at him with a vague smile on her face. "Sure. Why not?" And with the sinuous strike of a snake he was at her throat, his fangs sinking in deeply. Eric clamped down on Sookie again, lifting her right off her feet and wrestling her kicking, fighting form behind Chow and Jamie.

"Sookie stop fighting, he won't kill her." He whispered into her ear. She only renewed her struggles, kicking out wildly, biting his fingers in between muffled screaming protests. The guards seemed to enjoy her struggling, and they smiled at her fangs extended. She felt the rage flowing through her but a voice inside her head told her that there would be no escape for her vampires if she were to unleash it so she tried as hard as she could to keep it from escaping, but the smell of burning flesh was getting stronger by the second.

Mathias broke off as the smell reached him, his nose wrinkled as he looked around confused. Tara moaned quietly in pleasure swaying on her feet. When he couldn't find the source of the smell he turned back to Tara, regarding her for a moment more then bit his finger and placed a drop of his blood into her mouth, the wound healing almost instantly. He leaned in and licked the bite to help it heal and clean off the excess blood.

"You will remember this with pleasure." She gave him a huge, full toothed smile.

"Okay."

He stepped back in front of Godric, right up into his face. "I will give you one month to find it and bring it to me." His dark eyes were hard, brooking no defiance. "Or I will be back, and I will kill them all slowly, one by one." His eyes came up to lock on Sookie's as she continued to struggle unsuccessfully in Eric's arms. "One month." Then he and his men were gone from Sookie's yard.

Awareness cam slowly back into Tara's eyes and as it did her jaw dropped and her hand came up hesitantly to her neck. Eric let Sookie go and she ran to her friend taking her in her arms.

"Are you okay?"

It looked like it was hard for Tara to answer. " I don't know. I mean I feel great. But I know I shouldn't. It's weird." Sookie hugged her fiercely.

"I am so sorry. This was all my fault!" Tara patted her absently on the back.

"No it wasn't Sookie." Her eyes met Godric's over Sookie's shoulder. "It wasn't even Godric's." Sookie was so surprised she let her go.

"What do you mean?"

"I could tell the moment we stepped out of the door. He was on a mission. We were merely convenient for his threats. He probably would have killed one of the vampires to make his point if we weren't here..." she touched her neck again, "If I wasn't here." Godric looked at her surprised and impressed with how quickly Tara had seen through Mathias's intimidation.

"She is right. Mathias thought threatening me would be an effective means of getting him what he wants. But how do you know such things."

Tara looked a little surprised at herself, but the conviction in her voice was unmistakable. "I could feel it when he fed from me. I just knew. I could feel his craving, but it was not for my blood.

"Sookie you should take her into bed. Or we could try to glamour you so you can forget if you want, Tara." Tara looked up quickly.

"No!" her voice was fierce. "If I'm keeping the memories of Mary-Anne. I can keep these too. At least I'll know to be prepared in a month." She tried to grin at Sookie but failed completely. "I'm just gunna go back to bed now. I gotta work the early shift again tomorrow." She turned and walked with extra care to the porch, up the steps and into the house. Eric was talking quietly to Chow and Jamie, who took off in separate directions into the woods around her house.

Sookie was standing where Tara had left her, feeling a strange hollow sensation.

"Eric, I'm sorry I burnt you." Her voice was quiet and trembling. She wasn't sure if she was going to laugh, cry, or pass out. When it appeared the Stackhouses didn't produce fainters, it became a dead heat between laughing and crying.

"Don't worry about it, I usually like my girls hot." Her head whipped up and caught his cocky smirk. She snorted and began laughing. If it had a hint of hysteria to it who could blame her?

As her laughter petered out Godric approached her cautiously.

"Sookie we should go inside now." She let Godric take her arm and lead her back inside the house, followed closely by Eric.

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