CHAPTER 16: My Sisters Keeper

Killian POV

The Viking was fucking enraged who could blame him, but he didn't fully understand what he was asking to hear, and it wasn't my place to tell him. I mean I can explain the trials but what happened to Brigant shouldn't come from me not right now anyway. There was a real chance that her vampire would drain me consumed by rage. Why in the hell did I tell him she showed me the trials… Damn you Killian and your big mouth I though as he dropped me on the couch before snatching his phone from my hand.

All I could do is sit there and wait for him to turn his attention back to me while I thought of nothing but Brigant and all the horrible things that could be happening to her. I will turn Leera into a glitter pile myself I promised Sookie as the Viking made a call.

"Alcide, it's Northman…

Of fucking course wolf, why the hell do you think I am calling you…

The Emerald Veil within the hour…

Yes… I fucking know."

Just as the call ended, he was dialing the phone again.

"Pam, Amelia needs to find out as much as she can about a prophecy, some sort of fairy savior, the one who walks between two worlds. Have her contact the demon lawyer… we need to get ahead of this NOW" he yelled sending shivers down my spine before slamming the phone to the table.

"Talk fairy" the Viking hissed dropping his fangs.

"Whoa, hold the fuck on big guy. You know if you do anything to me Brigant will legit kill you, well she might just hurt you really bad, but I promise she would never forgive your ass." I grinned as his fangs retracted. "We are on the same team Northman… I know you want to protect her; I saw the way you were in her human life but trust me I have seen Brigant pull her ass out of some next level impossible shit. She isn't that weak little simple southern girl anymore. She's a fucking survivor."

"What are the trials, she told me something about a warrior… what else is there? And what did she do for the water princess"

"You are asking me to betray my sister Viking and that is something I just can't fucking do but I can tell you about the trials. There are four clans who each have a trial consisting of four parts: warrior, healer, grace, and essence. It can take weeks, months, and in some cases years to pass a single phase in a trial. You can't just master their skills; you have to add to them. The warrior was easy for Brigant after that first trial" I paused trying to let the vampire see I was holding anything back. "You inspired her gift to each clan with the shield wall, among other "primitive" yet effective techniques. We don't fight like human… it's old school. Of course, she gave some clans more than others, but she mastered all their skills effortlessly. The healer should have been more difficult, since not every fae has the healers touch, but she breezed though it even though skye are the weakest healers. She was able to teach them to channel our healing binding it to theirs increasing the speed of their magic thanks to a spell from her pet witch." I grinned but his stone-cold features were unmoved.

"Grace can be tricky but thanks to her humanity, that sick fucking simple southern charm, that gagged me… she almost immediately gained the grace of every clan. It's our light, our spark, it's what makes me skye and Julius earth. She can walk into any clan and be accepted as one of their own because of her grace. Last night when she absorbed Cyrus's orb that was fire's grace and it combined our clans uniting us in a way, I have never seen… no one has." I sighed wondering what the fuck my fairy prince was holding back, how could I have been so blind? "The most difficult is essence, it's our magic. Each clan has a special cosmic signature and a magic unique to only them… some fairies can master the essence of one maybe two clans but all four is fucking beyond rare. I knew she was special the minute I laid eyes on her, but I knew nothing of a prophecy I fucking swear it on her life… I failed her; I should have known Niall was up to something, but I missed it…"

"Niall Brigant and his fucking agenda's." Northman growled. "Now what did she do for the water princess, what did you fucking see fairy. She told me I could ask anything, and now I am asking you. She may not forgive me if I end you, but I'm sure if I only hurt you that would be another story." He grinned coldly and I knew he wasn't fucking around, but I also knew he was right.

I was seeing my sister's lover in a whole new light and I had to admit he was even more impressive than I ever imagined. They suited each other in an animalistic savage way that brimmed with loving faithfulness. I could feel it rolling off of him, an electricity I have never felt, a feral need to find what was his. I knew he had a love for her… but the magnitude of it was just now hitting me. I can't be the one to tell him this, Brigant would never forgive me.

"There will be a time Brigant can tell you herself, with words… not in a fucking memory trust me. This is not something you want to be told by me." I shook my head and dropped my eyes to the floor but when he snatched me up, I about pissed my pants. "Ok, ok… Fuck fanger… You're not going to like this shit so put me down and listen. If she comes after me blondie it's your fucking fault." I groaned knowing I shouldn't even be talking about this, Brigant hardly even acknowledged it happened.

"If I have to ask again, I will call Pam in here to have a snack" Eric hissed losing patients.

"Well shit, I don't want to be a happy meal" I laughed only for a second before his artic blue eyes filled with rage. "It was the first trial, almost forty years ago. The fairy prince insisted she started with water, and I protested knowing she wasn't ready. We'd only been training for ten years at the time and although she had come along ways from the simple tart she was, water is something else. Even your people Viking weren't as savage as the water clan. They are fucking brutes, barbarians who have no respect for women not even their own warriors. When she came back, she was different, hardened. She threw herself into training taking specialized shit that even I didn't want any part of. We were in a prisoner of war simulation when she lost it, I begged her to tell me what happed at water, but she said there were things she couldn't remember. As I hugged her, it happened… a memory shot into me and I wished I could unsee it. That's when we discovered her little memory share trick… and it was something we kept between us."

"What did you fucking see fairy" he snarled as his fangs instantly dropped, it scared the fuck out of me. The first time he was making a fucking point this time his true nature was reacting. I dreaded the possible outcome of him learning this little secret. All I could think was please don't kill the fucking messenger.

"Brigant, begging the princess's not to train with her, not to fight in the upcoming battle but Leera fucking insisted. She did everything she could to keep the girl safe, even saved her life more than once but they got separated. When the battle ended Brigant searched for the princess, she fucking found her all right. The water commander was on top of her attempting to satisfy his battle lust against her will before Sookie stopped him. It's something she shouldn't have done, it's their archaic custom one Leera was well aware of." I winced fighting back the water works. "He took his lust out on Brigant, but not before he beat her unconscious. She had no memory of the incident… and honestly, I was afraid to ask if there was more. We never talked about it again until Gregor the water commander started bragging about fucking "Naill Brigants pet fairy Susannah". No one in the clans knew she was working on the trials except the royals Aoife, Julius, and Nechtan… the fact she was skye had the rumor mill working overtime. Everyone else assumed she was a Brigant spy or a defector."

"I want this fucking commanders head, bring him to me" Northman hissed.

"No can-do buddy, Brigant already ended him" I ginned ferally remembering that day on the battlefield. "She cut his dick off before making quite the game of his death. Slow and fucking painful… that's the first time I saw her go dark side and I knew she was my soul sister. My girl is strong nothing can break her… even Neave and Lochlan couldn't do it in her human life I don't care what she says that is fucking strength."

He shot me that crooked cocky grin Sookie loves so much before he began pacing the floor. Well that went a lot better than I thought it would I grinned before my thoughts were consumed by my sister and what she would want me to do in this situation. Be fucking as strong as your princess Killian… pull your shit together I thought before jumping up.

Instantly on my radio I called Francine at the command center. "We need the complete list of locations we scouted in search of the vampire Octavia; I also want coordinates for not only those locations but all possible locations of interest in the state. Send a satellite feed of Nevada to the plane and have Benson lock it down. Put all assets in the field in play, level 3 observe and report do not engage targets. Schedule a meeting for me, the earliest available slot in Niall Brigant's schedule… Fucking check then and get back to me but first Have Jordyn put the packets together, contact info, details of the situation and a picture of Leera… Yes, we need them here NOW." I grinned at the vampire after turning my radio off. "fucking fairies."

Northman was starting to calm down, but I could feel his emotions rolling off him like a current in the air. It was a combination of fear, rage, and love. I had given this vampire the benefit of the doubt only for Brigant, but even a blind man could see they have a connection that is some next level shit. Prophesized star-crossed lovers sounds about right judging from the shit show that has been Brigant's love life but the fifth clan has always been a story, a myth, only the old timers use is to spin tales for the children. When Russel Edgington said the one true queen, I about shit myself… how does a fairy bedtime story relate this mysterious Gallic prophecy I thought as Jones walked into the room.

"The building is clear Killian there is no sign of the princess. We must assume she has been teleported to another location. Jordyn brought the packets; we will be ready to hand them out after the meeting." He glanced to the Viking "do you feel the princess in your bond vampire?"

"No, there is nothing…"

"Listen vampire, that don't mean shit. She has to be in a spell bound iron cage, or I would be able to lock onto her location and teleport there that's part of our bond. Yours likely ain't working for the same reason. I'd bet my life Castro and Xavier's fingerprints are all over this. You think the vampire Leera was in love with was Castro?" I asked wondering if he was thinking the same thing I was.

"I fucking doubt it, but the king did say she was acting funny… he might have forced a blood bond on her, or it's his progeny. I heard rumors that Sandoval recently returned to the states from Spain."

"We'll get to the bottom of this, now pull yourself together vampire we don't want to be late to our own damn meeting" I scowled as Jones and I headed out the door but were stopped by the fucking tiger. "We don't have time for your shit right now purple eyes", unfortunately the Viking waved him in and all we could do was wait.

Eric POV

The tiger entered the room closing the door behind him. Knowing better than to say a word he stood there in silence watching me pace with my fingertips on the bridge of my nose trying to think of the best fucking way to proceed.

"I need your fucking help tiger and you know the pain that causes me to admit." I put my hand on his shoulder as my eyes conveyed the urgency of the situation. "I think Castro has something to do with this, I know your history with Nevada and the king… what do you know of secret desert bases?"

"I've always hated you vampire, you bonded with her even though she was with me. I thought that's how you stole her, but I know now after all these years I lost her all on my own. You were right, she was your "future lover"" he laughed. "I used the immortality spell because I hoped she was going for an ascention, Amelia let something slip one time about Sookie and it gave me hope. It wasn't until today when she said she waited 60 years for a fucking vampire I knew she was yours with or without the bond. I will always love her and will help you in any way I can." He paused as his eyes filled with regret… I pretended not to enjoy it since I was asking for his help but deep down, I loved his painful realization. "Castro has some fucked up shit in the desert: fighting pits, bunkers, even an abandoned air force base that has questionable history. Why do you think Castro is involved besides the obvious?"

"My lover has a wolf there gathering intel. When he couldn't reach her, he relayed the message to me. It seems Castro is stepping up his security and plans to fly in tonight. The wolf said there were two packages delivered to a secret desert base, it's hearsay but the wolf seems loyal to Sookie. He's the one Compton fucking used to abduct her."

"The wolf that showed up with Freyda's crew? The same one who dragged her silvered ass down?" He grinned… "I can go out there, I know the lay of the land, let her wolf know to expect me."

"One other thing, Karin will be there so play nice. My child has a love for Sookie she would never admit to anyone not even me." I smiled when he rolled his eyes.

"Yay, Karin the fucking Slaughterer and a dirty wolf. We'll make quite the trio" He snickered before opening the door, "I will be in touch, if she is in Nevada, I will find her I can promise you that vampire."

I followed the tiger to the elevator where Jones and a very disgruntled Killian waited. I think that fairy hates Quinn even more than I did I thought trying to fight back a laugh as I gazed at his rage contorted face, but he said nothing. We rode the elevator down to the third floor where the tiger was staying before heading to the lobby.

As we neared the conference room door, Killian stopped me. "You look dapper, what we need the sheriff of area 5 in this situation." He snapped his fingers instantly changing my wardrobe from a suit to my jeans and leather jacket while the fairy was now dressed in all black tactical gear packing heat. "We have to make an impression" he grinned.

When we walked into the room, I found Karin standing by the entrance watching the water king like a hawk. I ordered her through our bond to Vegas and without hesitation she was out the door with lightning speed. The council president hushed the crowd as everyone began to take a seat. Jones took position at the door, Becker was in the back, while Killian and I headed to the front of the room.

I stood behind the podium as the fairy took his position by my side only a step behind watching the room while it fell into complete silence. All eyes were on me and I couldn't help but notice the devious grin Castro had plastered to his face as I scanned the crowd. Edgington and Crowe were glancing between one another while Stan Davis and many of the other royals stared in stunned silence.

"We have a situation that threatens the very peace our council president spoke of earlier this evening before my coronation. I stand before you as not only the king of Louisiana but also a liaison to the realm," I spoke coldly glancing to the fairies with a raised brow before returning my focus to the room. "As many of you have heard by now, Princess Brigant has been taken. I should be celebrating my wedding but here I stand before you demanding answers. What we know is that water fae were somehow involved with this conspiracy. Take a good look at their princess Lorna, her twin sister who we believe is working with an unknown vampire is at large and was last seen with my lover. One of you may have seen her, pictures will be furnished for you to take back to your state. Any information you can provide to assist in her being located is top priority." I paused as Killian tapped my shoulder and whispered into my ear, nodding I returned to the crowd.

Jameson Lamar the king of California raised his hand. "We have heard that Nevada and New Mexico were hosting a fairy, we thought it might have been the same one Oklahoma was courting but reports are this one is a Skye fae who was seen in the company of dark haired girl sounding much similar to the water princess." He sneered glaring at Castro and Roman as I watched the cocky grin disappear from Felipe's face.

"Viking," Oregon's Queen – Elisabete Stranton – Chimed in. "I am speaking for Oregon, Utah, Idaho, and Arizona. We all have the same intel coming in. Since dawn Nevada has increased security 10-fold, we initially thought Castro was gearing up for a takeover but in light of this current situation we felt the need to bring this information to light. It may be nothing but it's all we have to offer at this moment."

"You are really going to try to blame this on me Northman?" Castro laughed drawing every eye to him. "We are gearing up for nothing just running a series of tests and drills, I have to make sure my state is ready for anything as should all of you. As for the fairy… I've hosted the exiled Skye commander as has Roman, but he was never accompanied by a fairy, wasn't he hanging around with Octavia your progeny who would also fit that description Roman?"

Roman's eyes narrowed as he turned his glare from Castro to me, "Yes, Octavia has been showing the fairy around" he grinned burying the rage I could see in his eyes.

"Then answer me this Felipe," Contessa Dominguez queen of Florida demanded. "Why did Spencer Sandoval abandon my progeny in Spain just 3 nights ago, telling her he was in love with a fairy whose description ALSO happens to fit the water princess?"

"A million girls in Spain fit that description, even the earth fairy there would fit the bill." Castro motioned to the fairy Killian called Adelynn and I begrudgingly noted he had a point. "The boy is a fool he wouldn't know a fairy even if one came right up and bit him. I truly apologize for what my progeny has done, but I think he was trying to tell a tall tale to get away from that clingy little child of yours." He callously laughed.

"I appreciate your continued cooperation; ALL avenues will be thoroughly investigated." My stone-cold gaze was cutting through Castro like an iceberg through the Titanic and everyone noticed before I continued, "but I feel obligated to remind you and warn you. We don't want a war with fae, you all saw my lover fight last night most spectacularly but what you need to know is she trained their armies. The realm has never been more prepared for war than they are right now, and they will consider this an act of treason not only against the water fae but also vampires. As I am sure the council would agree this is a battle we might not win."

Killian motioned to the door where I saw Alcide and Alex standing with Jones.

"One more warning before I hand this over to the council president" I growled looking into each pair of eyes that filled the room. "I will find the individuals who are responsible, and they better pray not one fucking hair on her head is touch or I will rip them apart limb by fucking limb and I will be within my right acting on the realms authority. This is a fucking blood crime… but I also consider it a personal attack. You don't want to see what I am capable of if any harm comes to my lover…. That is a fucking promise… pick up your information packets from Jones on your way out he will be stationed outside the door" I announced before walking towards the wolves, Killian on my heels, while Becker followed suit moving towards us from the rear of the room. We were almost in the hallway when the commotion broke out between the earth prince and the water king.

"You savage I hope Niall Brigant ends your whole Neanderthal clan. He should have taken Gregor's head during the trials." Julius hissed at the king as I wondered just who this prince was to my lover.

"That was before the ascention. No one knew who she was boy, we didn't inform our clans. She lived like a water fae… what can I say, our women are good for two things fighting and fucking, but I will say that one learned fast how to fight." he laughed coldly as the earth prince's fiancé joined him.

My fangs dropped as I lunged toward the king, I wanted to drain his pompous ass right there knowing there was a possibility the story I heard tonight was not the only one. I almost had him in my grasp when I felt her touching the bond causing the briefest hesitation allowing Killian and Becker to tackle me while Edgington and Crowe helped drag me out. The water princess dipped her head in shame while the earth prince stared at his intended with shock and disgust.

"Get out of my fucking sight Adelynn, you are not yet royalty and have no place here. Go maybe I will return to the room maybe I won't" he growled at the female who pushed past us as the fairies lifted me to my feet.

"Becker, escort the wolves to my room and make sure Pam and Amelia are in there too" I growled unwilling to retract my fangs my eyes still on the water king.

"Rick and two other guys are still in the room with Pam and the which" Alex smirked, before I turned my attention back to them. "We caught the scent of the fairy fucking commander and an unknown fairy, I'm assuming it's the girl Amelia was rambling about… funny thing is though her scent was off like it was a mixture of two different fairies. Never smelt anything like it before."

"Go with Becker, we will be right up pup" I ordered glancing down at my phone.

Porter: Kings due to arrive in the next two hours. Thanks for sending the tiger, he's a real fucking asshole. Ole purple eyes is making his rounds but he wanted you to know Spencer Sandoval is in town. Karin the fucking nightmare has eyes on him while the tiger works his way to the airport. I ain't ever seen shit on lockdown like this… all the wolves are whispering about it. Next update in T-minus an hour and counting fanger.

"I felt her only for a second when I went for the king" I growled at Killian. "How can a fairy have two scents. Sookie altered her scent but it never smelled like two different fae."

"There is nothing I know of that could cause that" he sighed. "Unless she was blood bonding with a vampire who was drinking from another fairy. That's the only way it would make sense."

I looked at the clock, there was still four hours till dawn my lover had now been missing for three on what should have been the happiest night of our lives.

"Killian put the jet on standby and have the cars brought around." I impatiently waited for the elevator door to open before we stepped in and started up to the top floor. "I will meet with the wolves; can you have our luggage loaded on the plane before we get there." I paused, "Set up a meeting with the earth prince for tomorrow evening at my home."

As the elevatored door opened Killian was on his radio and the entire floor began moving with fairy activity. These fuckers don't play around I thought as they kept popping out of the woodwork. "Can someone get my office prepped for a command center" I glanced at the fairy who only grinned.

"Yay, I get to show you the office" he winked. "There is a lot already there that you maybe haven't seen, Brigant is a psycho fucking genius when it comes to that shit. The satellite feed has already been activated and as we speak the mapping grids are being updated with pinpointed location coordinates in real time, infrared, thermal, and cosmic layering."

"What the hell is cosmic layering?" I raised my brow at the fairy who busted out laughing. He laughed to much I thought… I fucking hated it.

"Remember I told you about the essence how it has a cosmic signature, well so does all magic for the most part. If Castro is using magic to hide her this will find it. You can't always see magic on a thermal scan that's why we invented it… let's just say it's still in beta testing but being we are looking for Brigant… we are pulling everything out brother."

I guess if checking out my ass and laughing too much were the fairy's only flaws, I had no problem with him. He is fucking resourceful, fast acting, and loyal as hell. If I was being completely honest with myself, he's the reason I am holding it together so well… but I'd rather maintain the lie and not admit that shit even to myself. I could see why Sookie chose him I thought before we walked into the room.

"You better tell me what the hell is going on here, what the fuck happened to Sookie" Alcide growled as the wolves positioned themselves behind him.

"Rick are these guys trustworthy" ignoring Alcide I glanced at the pack master pointing to the new guys.

"They bleed for the pack Northman" he grinned. "this tall handsome fella here is my son James and the thick headed muscular one beside him is my nephew Brice, as you can imagine once Alex here came home and told the rest of the pups about… um your woman the infamous Sookie Stackhouse, they were more than happy to offer their services as were 20 other wolves. They may be young, but their smart as hell, and aggressive… I would trust anyone of them with my life."

"That's good enough for me Rick" I growled glaring at the pups. "How did you get here?"

"Damn it you bloodsucker we ran of course now answer my question" Alcide demanded as Alex tried to calm him down.

"Good, let's go… we are taking a plane back to Shreveport. I will explain everything when we are in the air. Killian have the wolves seated in the conference room on the plane."

Sookie POV

My head was pounding, and I could barely swallow as my eye's began to flutter open blearily taking in my surrounding. I could smell it in the air as I slowly pushed myself up from the iron floor. I didn't have to see to know I was in a iron cell surround by a thick magic that almost took my breath away. I tried to reach out to Eric but as I suspected no bond and my powers were useless. Fucking Leera I though before I heard the voice calling out.

"Susannah… Susannah can you hear me. Holy shit Susannah what the hell is going on. Did grandfather send for you to save me… thank god… Susannah please wake up" the distraught voice manically whispered.

"Shut the fuck up fairy you know nothing, that's the princess the one who just ascended… a Brigant, She's Sookie Stackhouse the Vikings woman. Castro's wanted to get his hands on her for sixty years. Damn you Roman… you should have let me die before cooperating with that fucking pig" a second voice whispered in a growl.

"I can't see anything my vision is blurry… are you Octavia" I winced feeling a sharp pain shooting through my back, "the gladiator's progeny?"

"Your eyes will clear in a few minutes fairy it's a side effect of the drug, what has my fool maker done?"

"Susannah… what is she talking about tell me grandfather sent you for me" the weak voice cried as her face finally came into view.

"Leera you know good and well who I am and why I am here you bitch. Thanks for the whiskey and hostage situation on my wedding night."

"Susannah… Please I don't have any idea what you are talking about, I'm not even sure how long I've been here. Who are you marrying?"

"That one has been here for about four days, she came in after me think I've been here about a week, ever since the ascention rumor leaked. Castro was fucking right… but Roman refused to work with him initially. Spencer Sandoval has been feeding off your frenemy the entire time, almost drained her twice until that fairy Xavier stopped him. So, I take it you beat the fire prince… Freyda dead too, god I hated that bitch. I don't care what Roman's says even the Viking didn't deserve that hell." Octavia grinned peering through the bars.

"She wishes she was dead" I laughed. "but to ease your mind I don't think your maker played any part in this. He gave me a warning that unknowingly saved my life last night. The water princess has been here the entire day? Are you sure of this?"

"Oh I'm sure… whiney has been here all day sobbing for her grandfather the same as every day. I hate to break the bad news to you, but your girl ain't got much longer. One more feeding and she is a goner."

"Take my hand Leera see what I saw tonight" I growled stretching my hand through the bars before snatching hers up. Octavia was right, she was weak and slow… there was only a flicker left in her spark.

"Susannah," she tried to protest but couldn't fight as I forced the memory onto her "oh my god I swear that was not me… You are the fairy who ascended? The new Brigant? You have to be the one from the stories, my great great grandmother always told us one day the blood of the fifth clan would return and the realm would be united under the one true queen… the one who ascended above her station. I knew there was something special about you after what you did for me, and how you made the commander pay."

"You have the fucking gift," Octavia gasped "If you met my maker what did he call you."

"Goddess" I whispered as the door to long dank room swung open and as a tall cocky hipster vampire strolled in with a regal European air to him, He was undoubtably beautiful on the fucking outside. Unfortunately, I knew from my research Spencer Sandoval was anything but beautiful beyond his suave good looks. He's made quite the reputation for himself as Castro's Pitbull progeny I thought mentally going through his file.

"bem, esta é a princesa remanso" (well this is the backwater princess)" he grinned. "Not quite what I was expecting"

"O que você estava esperando vampire (what were you expecting vampire)" I winked willing my charm to work as I seductively pouted through the bars dusting off my gown in disgust thinking it was a good thing I learned Portuguese.

"Ah, I see I have been misinformed. I am dealing with a lady of culture. Tell me, are you as irresistible as my maker claims?"

"I have been told I am a particularly rare vintage, have a taste" I grinned biting my lip slowly until a single drop of blood tricked down my chin. Wiping it on my finger I plunged it in his mouth before feeling his body trembling around it, but I quickly pulled it back, sucking it as I taunted his lust.

"Mmmm" he groaned leaning into the bars. "I would kill someone to be alone with you for thirty minutes."

Pressing against him through the bars I playfully brushed a wisp of hair from his forehead before lightly brushing his cheek. "You know what they say about fairies right? We make excellent lovers." I grinned nipping at his bottom lip. "No one will ever have to know, not even your maker… I mean why should he have all the fun after all. Take me vampire… I need it."

He didn't hesitate fumbling with the keys while frantically unlocking my cell, before he pulled me toward him taking my lips with his until we moved outside the bars. I felt my magic surge crossing through the threshold and snapped my fingers, transforming into a what I call "Hostage casual" – combat boots, black tactical pants, a fitted black tee, and of course dark eye makeup, face paint, and braided hair – When his eyes fluttered open, he pulled his lips from mine jumping back screaming for the guards as he noticed the silver dagger in my hand.

The door flew open as ten guards rushed through the entryway followed by that traitorous fuck Xavier. As they rushed towards me, I reached out and touched my Viking but only for a second before I was thrust back into my cell. They pried my hands from bars and swarmed me cutting off my connection almost as soon as I felt him.

"Don't be fools like young Spencer here, check her for weapons I doubt that dagger is all she is packing." The fairy grinned, "Trust me, I know she doesn't look it, but this vamp slut could kill every one of us without batting an eyelash. Do not let her out of the cage."

As he grouped me one of the more "handsy" vamps grinned practically drooling as he fumbled with the button on my pants. "Awe she ain't looking all that tough from where I'm sitting fairy." While the fucking idiots all laughed at my current situation, I seized my opportunity to make a point.

Before they realized it, my legs were wrapped around the vamp's neck and my arms broke free. He didn't even have time to drop fangs as I wrapped them around his head twisting until I felt the snap of his neck. We tumbled to the ground when I grabbed his upper jaw using every ounce of my energy to rip the top half of his head off before his corpse exploded covering everything around me.

Breathless and covered in blood I lay on the floor laughing as I watch the look of astonishment fill the remaining guards.

"You don't need magic for that motherfuckers, now get the hell out of my cell or I will end another one of you" I grinned as they scurried out locking the cell before exiting with Xavier and Sandoval.

When we were once again alone Roman's vampire smiled, "How in gods name did you do that fairy. The way you charmed the devil from inside the cell, the way you fucking ended Dawson from inside the cell, tell me were you able to find your bond when you were out, did you touch the Viking? I haven't been able to feel my maker."

"Yes, but only for a second" I panted still laying on the cell floor.

"Maybe Roman was right, your little friend said something about the one true queen. There is an old story passed down by the witches that he believes somehow plays into an ancient fae prophecy. I wasn't a fan of the tale, not really my thing if you know what I mean. A prince and princess who were madly in love, in that whole star-crossed universe is working against them kind of way. He dies, she kills herself but for some fucking reason uses a reincarnation spell to "hopefully" find him in their next life. Shit just didn't sit well with me… hopelessly wandering the earth looking for someone she may never find…" she paused trailing off.

"What is it?"

"The only way it makes sense is if he didn't die, like if he was turned into a vampire" she gasped staring at me in bewilderment. "Eric fucking Northman would be the right age and he was royalty. Have you had any visions of him when he was alive?"

These visions I thought enough already… "No visions, only a dream"

"It may not have been a dream fairy you do after all have the gift. You should rest, Castro will be here soon, and I fear things are going to get mighty unpleasant for you fast… Sleep now. I will keep watch." She smiled as I sat up leaning my head against the bars before allowing my eyes to flutter closed and the exhaustion to take over.

Dream plane

The darkness surrounded me as undistinguishable whispers swirled in the air clouding my head like the chatter at Merlottes back in the day. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and concentrated on picking one out of the chaos when I heard her.

"Sookie, listen to me follow my voice. I am here to help you; your friends desperately want to find you. Sookie I need you to find me, please…" the quiet voice repeated over and over growing louder the closer I got to the source, when her outline appeared though the dark fog, I didn't recognize her.

Once I could finally see her face clearly, I demanded to know who she was and what she was doing.

"We don't have very long; time works differently on this plane. Are you ok, Russel Edgington sent me to find you?" she asked taking in my appearance with concern. Of course, I thought all too thankful at this moment Edgington was a collector of the gifted.

"I killed a vampire in my cell, now I am wearing him" I laughed looking down at my blood-stained skin. "But please tell me you are not being forced to do this."

"Concern yourself not with me princess, I am here by my own free will." She smiled softly, "can you tell me where you are?

"In a dungeon, I think in the desert I can smell sand through the magic. Tell Eric Northman I love him, let him know the traitor X…" was all I could get out before It felt as though I were being sucked through a wormhole helplessly tumbling before I slammed back into my body and was forcibly awaken.

All I could hear was screaming through the commotion while the haze of the dream wore off. Octavia was yelling my name, while Leera gurgled begging me to save her grace begging to see her sister again in the summerlands as that fucking animal Sandoval drained her. When her hand came through the bars, I grabbed it and fucking panicked. Summoning the grace of each clan I could only pray her suffering ended fast knowing the iron would block any magic. When everything went silent, I opened my eyes to see that a light radiating from my hand was coursing through Leera's body. When the blue embers floated away her shell turned to glitter as the light retreated inside of me.

"That is fucking impossible" Spencer hissed wiping Leera's blood from his face before applause erupted from the doorway.

"Well, well miss Stackhouse aren't you just full of surprises. You have grown into so much more than I ever thought possible" Castro grinned motioning to the guard. "Get the doctor in here, I think this beautiful creature needs something to make her more accommodating. Use extra guards, I heard what happened to Dawson… just don't injure her face. Bring her to me when she is more relaxed, I have been dying to get a taste of her." He glanced to the vamp who was now on the radio.

"Still can't believe she took out Dawson like that, he was over a thousand years old…" the guard winced as the door opened and the reinforcements rushed in followed by the doctor who was sporting a syringe filled with shit I wanted no part of.

"Let me go now and you all can live, stab me with that needle and you will all fucking die I swear it" I grinned at the guards as Castro and Sandoval exited the dungeon laughing.

As Soon As the cell door opened, I gripped the bars wildly kicking, punching, even biting my captors but it was no use. The needle found my ass and in a matter of seconds I was unable to move… completely conscious but paralyzed I noted as the gravity of the situation became clear. That's when I felt it, a fear deep inside that I haven't had since I was human. Instantly I knew what drug this was and how Castro got his hands on it. Fucking Xavier, I mumbled incoherently.

As they dragged me out of the cell, I tried to keep my emotions in check. I could feel Eric and I knew he could feel me, I knew he would feel everything Felipe had planned for me and I had no way to shut it off. "Stay strong" I repeated over and over to myself as we exited the dungeon and entered the neighboring building.

Fuck me I thought looking around in horror to see Castro's makeshift bedchamber. I will give him this, it was a hell of a lot better than Bill's fucking fun room I thought trying not to let myself get too optimistic, this is after all Felipe de Castro we are talking about. When they tossed me on the bed, I watched the guards… the tall one's eyes filled with remorse while shorty's filled with lust.

"You need help undressing this one Castro" he asked dropping his fangs.

"Spencer is on his way to take care of that, after all the she did offer him something he never got. Who am I to deny my son?" He laughed, "Now leave us."

When I felt his hands moving under my tee shirt, I tried to fight him, I tried to summon my magic, I tried to close my bond with Eric but all that I got was a dribble of drool rolling down my face. It wasn't until his fangs pierced my neck that the pain set in, a pain I couldn't fight, one in this state my Viking would definitely feel. "Don't worry" he grinned lifting his head from my neck. "The Viking will feel everything that I can assure you."

"Mmmm save me some father" Sandoval laughed locking the door as he strolled across the room removing clothing with each step he took until he was standing over me. He feverishly pulled at my pants, but It wasn't until I glanced at the now undressing Castro that I realized just what was about to fucking happen. I panicked, my mind uncontrollably flashed to Gregor, before Anton…

"Just don't injure her face boy, she is irreplaceable, I must wait to bond with her, so she needs to stay whole. We need to bleed the Viking out slowly, so we don't drain her." He smirked trying to find the fear in my eyes, but I gave him nothing. "You may be strong now, but we have a weeks' worth of fun planned for you my dear Sookie and I intend on breaking you before I make you mine."

When Castor climbed on top of me pressing his cold naked body to mine, I closed my eyes and retreated inside my own head. You fucking got this Sookie I repeated fighting the keep the tears from leaving my eyes. It wasn't until I heard the crickets that I opened them to find myself sitting on grans porch swing with fucking Freyda staring at me as if she were looking at a ghost.

Eric POV

We were on the plane waiting for Roman and Edgington to arrive while the wolves were impatiently waiting in the conference room when Killian put his hand on my shoulder. I sent Pam with Amelia to gather some books from her house while she contacted her coven and the demon lawyer. My lover's fairy brother arranged for a security detail to watch the witch and escort her to Shreveport in the afternoon, Pam on the other hand would meet us at the house.

"What did you feel from Brigant, you know when you were going after the king?"

"Like she had just transformed" I grinned, "Like my little Valkyrie."

"Fantastic that means she managed to get out of the cage even for a second. She is fucking fighting and that's a good sign." He smirked as all passengers were finally on the plane and we were taxiing down the runway. Once we were in the air he glanced back and nodded towards the conference room. "Think we should get these wolves taken care of before we bring the vamps in. Where the hell is Lance anyway?"

"I sent him back to Fangtasia earlier, to put the word out I am calling in all debts. Just got to check my phone and then I'll go take care of those fucking wolves so we can get this shit figured out."

Porter: Karin the fuck up dropped the ball and lost eyes on Sandoval. Says he disappeared in the desert 40 miles outside of town. That fucking tiger is checking it out and I'm heading to the airport Castro set to arrive in one hour, will update you then.

The message was sent thirty minutes ago I noted heading to the back of the plane with Killian trailing behind me. I didn't even have to open the door to feel Alcide's rage but when I entered the room, I saw nothing but the picture on the wall. It's was place I recognized as home, the place where the "goddess" visited me on my last day. "The beach with the painted mountain" I whispered to Killian ignoring the wolf's impatient eyes.

"Northman you better fucking tell me what's going on. We snagged an information packed from one of those damn fairies, but I got some serious questions for you." Alcide growled, "What the hell are you doing to get her back and how can we help."

"Initiate "Red Moon", drop the call and let it run. The pack that delivers Sookie or information that leads to her recovery will be compensated extremely well by me."

"And the fucking realm, we will double the Vikings reward" Killian added.

"For the love of god Northman, we can't initiate red moon for a friend of the pack you are well aware of this." Rick groaned rolling his eyes… "We can put the word out and our pack is at your disposal but initiating something like that would be impossible without it being sanctioned by the elders."

"The fairies think she is the one, their savior…"

"The fifth fucking clan" he shuddered glancing to Alcide, "We did hear rumors Skye and Fire are now one clan."

"Brigant defeated the fire prince in single combat last night, it was authorized by the realm and I can attest to the fact you heard no rumor wolf." Killian grinned brandishing his orb that swirled with red.

The wolves sat in stunned silence until Edgington knocked on the door. "Northman I have news you will want to hear." Killian opened the door as Russel whispered into his ear.

"Let me pull up the video conferencing" Killian announced heading to the control panel on the wall pressing a button before the screen dropped down from the ceiling, he gave Edgington the thumbs up and the call came in.

"This is Bella" he grinned, "she works for me and has somewhat of a special gift for contacting people in the dream realm, she's what's called a dream walker. Repeat what you told me my dear."

"I made contact with the Brigant princess," she started as I began to feel Sookie faintly in our bond. "All I got from her was: she is in the desert… she can smell sand and magic, she wants Eric Northman to know she loves him and that the traitor X… That was all she said, other than voicing concern Russel was using me… but she was wearing a vampire and face paint."

"What do you mean she was wearing a vampire?" I hissed trying not to get caught up in Sookie's fear.

"She was covered in blood, she said she killed a vampire in her cell" Bella answered.

"How was her face painted" Killian cut in.

"Three wavy blue lines on her forehead, one long black line down the center to the bottom of her chin and two black lines on her cheek"

"Fucking thank your Brigant" He nudged me, but I was on the verge of losing control and could feel nothing but Sookie, her fear, her pain, hands touching her. "Was the black line in the center crossing through the wavy lines?"

"No, it met the first line but didn't cross into any of them."

I grabbed the fairy, "something is fucking wrong, I can feel her… I can feel everything it's Neave and Lochlan all over again. Her mind is moving so fucking fast, I can feel her fighting it, but she can't. She's panicking begging for it to end" I put my hands over my face and dropped to my knees before something changed and it was all gone. I almost thought she was dead but then I felt her faintly in the background laughing with fucking Freyda.

Killian dropped to my side but before I could utter a word, he plunged a needle into my arm. "Sorry blondie, we can't have you ripping the plane apart, we'll talk when you wake up."