"Adriane!" I heard Sookie yell back, the last thing I saw of them was Sookie in Bill's arms. Then they disappeared from my vision in a blur. I had never seen vampire speed before, the way they blurred into the distance, disappearing form sight in seconds. I couldn't even follow the direction they ran off too. They were gone. They left me.
Suddenly, I was in Eric's arms. I never felt him pick me up but I could feel my feet were no longer on the ground. All I could feel was his arms under my knees and behind my upper back. I felt the wind sting my face, we were going faster than any roller coaster I had ever been on. My eyes would find something to focus on then it was gone nanoseconds later. The constant flicking of my eyes over the blurred scenery strained my eyes. I never got motion sickness in cars or on roller coasters before but, I suddenly felt ill as my stomach churned from not being able to focus on anything. My only thought was to close my eyes and pray that this trip would be over. The intense wind stung against by face, that was when I realized I was crying. My tears froze against my face. All I wanted, was to feel the ground beneath my feet.
"Stop your screaming, you are fine," I heard Eric's voice, he sounded exasperated while speaking over the screaming wind.
Quickly I snapped my mouth shut. I didn't even realize that I was screaming.
"You can also release your death grip on my shirt, if you tear it Pam will have your head," Eric commented.
My eyes shot open in disbelief of my actions. I looked to my hands to indeed see them gripping and pulling his shirt towards myself. I felt my cheeks redden as I quickly released my hands and crossed them over myself and gripping my own shirt at my clavicles. I looked up at Eric frightened of his reaction. Only to see him smirking looking down at me. My head shot down towards my stomach and I shut my eyes tightly again as my cheeks seared something fierce. I can't believe I did that. All I could do was close my eyes to avoid further embarrassment by not looking at him.
"I'm sorry," I whimpered after calming myself as much as I could.
"You are fine," Eric replied.
I found the courage to venture a gaze up at him. Peeking an eye open, I was grateful to see he wasn't looking at me but straight ahead. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. From here I could see more of him then before. His face was less angular in this lighting, he still had a strong jaw line, which appeared stronger with the light stubble that lined his jaw line and chin. His cheeks were less defined but were high on his face with a long forehead, making his face appear elongated, especially with his shoulder length blonde hair whipped around his face. His lips were a thin line on his face but still had some fullness towards their center. He was indeed a very attractive specimen. But it wasn't his face that caught my attention, it was his eyes. They reflexed the moonlight in them, under this lighting they were the most magnificent shade of blue. The outside of his irises were a deeper blue, they reminded me of a deep blue horizon that lay in between the dark and light of a sunset; compared to that of the inside which were lighter more like the midday sky.
Eric must have felt my stare since his head shot in my direction. With the lighting of the moon, I found it hard to look away from the eyes that had captured me. I felt my chin tuck into my chest as I still stared up at me. With this small movement he shot me another smirk. It was in those eyes and that crooked smile that I saw what that blonde behind the bar was saying, he was indeed sex.
"Changing your mind about vampires?" He simpered, looking pleased with himself.
My cheeks burned again and I looked away, "No."
Eric chortled and lifted his head to look onward again, "Since your eyes are open, enjoy the view."
View? What view? Was he talking about himself? I know we were moving fast since the wind was whipping our hair around. I looked up past Eric since I couldn't look the sides without getting sick. I couldn't exactly take in the view when we were moving so-
The moon seemed brighter and the stars above us looked clearer, we were in the air. Panic set in again. I looked over my shoulder away from Eric. My eyes widened, how had I not realized this? We weren't as high in the air as the planes go. We were just above the height of the Top Thrill Dragster maybe 400 feet in the air. I could see the lights of the lights of the roads below. I inhaled a sharp breath, felt my hands reach out and grab at his chest again. My heart began pounding against my ribs. My mouth fell opened in a silent petrified scream as I felt tears well up again. I was practically clawing at him to get closer. I barely liked having my feet higher then off the couch.
"PLEASE PUT ME DOWN!" I felt my chest tighten as I looked down and felt my stomach churn again. Making it impossible for me to breathe.
"Quiet! We're almost there!" He yelled at me.
"PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN!" I cried as my cheeks burned from the icy wind against my tear stained face. My God, how did I not realize this?!
"Calm down! We're almost there!" Eric yelled louder than last.
"PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!" I screamed closing my eyes, I could barely hear him over the pounding of blood in my ears.
"FINE!" Eric yelled then cursed in another language as we descended to the ground. I knew were with the change in direction of the air current.
Within a minute we were on solid ground. He put me down as gently as he could from the bridal hold he hand on me. I felt my knees give out as soon as my feet touched the ground, but my hands still had a grip on his shirt. Eric's hands quickly went around my waist to hold me in place. I placed my head against his chest as I tried to even out my breath from my panic attack, but my breaths only came out as sobs. After a minute my sobs turned to deep breaths and finally evening out to normal breaths. After a few normal breaths I calmed.
I know how long I stood there trying to calm down. When I finally did, I realized where he was. Eric was holding my hips. My hands were in a death grip on his shirt. I felt my face flush again. Quickly, my hands released from his chest, and I backed away as soon as his hands came off my hips. I looked around to finally see he dropped us down in a clearing in the woods. Things were very dark, the only light that shone was the moon. I could no longer see his eyes which was a small relief, I couldn't see the judgement in his eyes. I sighed and nervously grabbed my left arm with my right hand. I shifted from one foot to the other as my thoughts finally came back to me.
We were alone…in a clearing….in the woods…my God, he was going to kill me.
My eyes widened at that though as I looked up at him terrified of any movement he might make. He could kill me in a second, without me even realizing it. I had no way of defending myself. No witnesses around. He was going to do it. He was going to kill me.
"Jesus Christ, I swear your heart is going to jump out of your chest," Eric groaned and I could make out a shadowed hand come up to his head fixing his hair as he shook his head, "Calm down your going to give yourself a heart attack."
"Are-are you going to kill me?" I asked as my voice wavered, almost feeling tears well up again behind my eyes.
"What?" Eric asked as his hand dropped, "I'm not going to kill you."
"Then why are we in the woods?"
"Because you told me to put you 'the fuck' down."
"Oh," I said as I shifted again to my other foot, looking at my feet embarrassed once again. He wasn't going to kill me. I had jumped to conclusions again. Maybe he wasn't that bad?
Silence, I think I liked silence between us.
"What are you?" He asked, I could feel his eyes on me in the darkness.
I looked up to him. It wasn't the first time I was asked this question and it won't be the last. But, it was the first time a supernatural being asked me this. I never knew how to answer. Which is another reason I avoided telling people about my ability. My father never explained it to us, we just thought it was a "special" mutation that occurred in our family before my grandmother, who also was "special". The mutation had been known to skip generations, my great-grandfather, who carried the gene, did not have the ability to do anything. My father was the one who told me that his great-grandfather was able to read minds without touch, something that he was able to do with a lot of concentration and energy. I myself had never tried to do such a thing, but tonight proved to me that I could. Even if it was most likely a "push" from Sookie that caused it. All I could do was answer honestly to his question.
"I don't know," I replied after a moment of being lost in my thoughts.
"Bullshit," Eric replied, I could feel his gaze intensify. Of course he wouldn't believe me.
"I'm not lying," I stated as strongly as I could. But I could hear the waver in my voice.
"Bullshit, you know what you are," I could hear the rumble in his voice, an annoyance in his tone.
"I'm telling the truth," I raised my hands up in surrender.
Eric was inches from my face within nanoseconds. I gasped and tried to back up. His hands shot out and gripped my biceps, holding me in place.
"Let me go!" I yelped, looking down at his iron-grasp as I struggled against him to no avail. I couldn't even move, his cement like grip kept me in place.
"Look at me," He hissed out the command.
Startled, I did as I was commanded. His horizon blue eyes now turned frozen and inches from my own, staring straight into mine. I could almost feel a presence in my mind against his gaze, his eyes almost looked glazed over. I knew he could see the frightened look in my eyes, the tears welling up again. Eric's eyes were beautiful and powerful, I wanted to cave and run away under their pressure.
"What are you," It wasn't a question, but a commanded.
"I already answered that," I said stubbornly and looked at his hands, I tried shifting my shoulders against his grip to no avail again, "Let me go." I know my voice sounded weak as my voice cracked as I struggled.
Eric straightened himself, still holding my arms in place. I no longer felt the ice-cold gaze on me. I looked up at him in confusion. I saw frustration in his eyes.
"What?" Eric asked.
"Let me go," I felt tears swelling, clouding my vision.
"How is this possible," He hissed shaking me slightly and leaning in again looking at my eyes. He didn't care if I was frightened, my face started to contort again, feeling the hot tears fall down my face.
"Stop crying," He commanded again looking deep into my eyes, I felt that presence in my mind again, a fuzzy annoying buzz in my brain. Almost like a fly, annoyingly swirling around my head.
"Let me go!" I sobbed, struggling more trying to swat him away from, finally he released me from his grasp. I didn't realize how hard I was fighting against him until I fell backwards landing on my tailbone. I let out a yelp as it hit a root, rolling on my side and rubbing the stinging area of my lower back. There was going to be a bruise later.
"What are you?" Eric hissed again as he crouched down to look me in the eye again.
I forgot the bruised bone as I quickly scooted away from him, until my back was against the tree. He reached out and grabbed my ankle before I could bring my knees up. He pulled me towards him, I let out a cry at the harsh movement as I once again fell on my back. Trying my best to hold onto anything I could to no avail, the ground was covered in small roots that I could barely hold onto. I managed to sit up some, leaning as far away from him as I could. He leaned into me, bring himself to look me in the eye again. I brought my arms up to my chest trying to shield myself from him, like my arms could do anything. There was nothing I could do to protect myself. He was so much stronger than I. I have never felt so helpless and powerless in my life. I never I looked away as I continued to cry, scared that he might break my neck in a forceful movement to make me look at him.
"Please let me go," I begged as I sobbed.
"You are frightened." Another statement phrased as a question. All I could do was nod as I sobbed looking at him. I couldn't form any sentences anymore, "Tell me what you are and I will release you."
What was I? I don't know, I don't know what I am. All I know is that I am a scared little girl with no power over him. Absolutely no power. The way he dragged me around make me feel like I was five. When mom would hold my had and drag me through the supermarket. The way he dragged my ankle towards him, without a care if it hurt. His hand resting there kept my foot in place felt so cold against my skin. The pressure he inflicted, felt like if he wanted to he could snap it in a second. I never felt so weak in my life.
After what felt like eons, I looked up at him. Helpless, was all I could think of. I was helpless. If I answered his question he would let me go. There was only one answer I could say. That I have been saying. I looked at him with as much intense hatred as I could muster. If he would let me go then I would answer his question, "I. Do. Not. Know." The sentence did not come out as strong as I wanted it to, since I was still a petrified mess.
Just as Eric promised, he released my ankle. I quickly pulled it into myself and hugged my legs. I turned my body away from him, which only became my profile facing him. There was silence as I closed my eyes and rested my head against my knees. So powerless, I felt so weak. We stayed in silence for some time. It felt like hours to me, but it was probably minutes. All there was, was the sound of my pitiful sobs.
After a particularly strong gust of wind. I finally found the courage to look up, but Eric was gone. I was alone in the clearing. I released my knees, while still being seated on the ground, I looked around. Twisting all the way around without moving my lower half looking for him. I let out a breath. Eric left, I was alone. Alone in the woods. I would have thought he would have taken me back to Bon Temps, or at least that's what I hoped he would do. But I couldn't blame him for wanting to be away from a blubbering human.
I stood up and brushed the dirt off of my legs. Well I guess I should start moving? It was night and God knows what is in the woods. I looked up the sky, looking for the north star. Then thinking again, I don't know how to navigate from the stars. I do have any survival skills, beyond don't eat wild mushrooms and what Poison Ivy looks like. I sighed and decided the next best thing was to listen for sounds of civilization.
While I listened something didn't feel right. It was quiet. I couldn't even hear any crickets nearby. I had a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach that moved upward in my throat and into my skull, it wasn't a feeling like I was going to be sick. It was a feeling that burns the back of your head, like a limb falling asleep leaving behind a buzzing sensation, like another set of eyes is forcing their way out of the back of your skull. I was being watched.
All my instincts told me was get up in a tree. I turned and ran for the tree; jumped to reach the lowest branch. Using was little energy I had left I pulled myself up. I climbed to the next branch up, which was slightly less thick as the one below. I still felt eyes upon me.
I was shaking once again; my hands were sweaty. I was surprised myself that I was able to pull myself into the tree, but adrenaline does amazing things to the human body. Moms' picking up cars to save trapped children, people running from others for miles, being able to protect yourself with strength you never knew you had from wild animals. Adrenaline was amazing. There was a rustle across the clearing as I was shot from my thoughts. A deer appeared into the clearing from the undergrowth of tall grass. I snorted and laughed a bit at myself. A deer? Come on, Adriane.
I was about to lower myself onto the next branch when I saw a big brown wolf tackle the deer to the ground. Frozen, I watched the wolf tear into the flesh of the deer. I never heard a deer make a noise before in my life. It was almost a raspy high pitched neigh of a dying horse, the best I could describe it. I had no idea that there were wolves in Louisiana.
I looked down and back up at the size of the wolf. If it really wanted to, it could reach that lower branch. I looked up and noted that the next few branches up looked like they could support my weight. As silently as I could, I climbed up higher. I did not watch the wolf tear deeper into the deer but I could hear the sounds of it. The squelching flesh and breaking bones was almost enough to make me sick, which is why I went into pharmacy school and not medical school. I kept my eyes trained on the ground, even though I was terrified of the distance I put between myself and the ground. At least I had something to rest my feet on that was solid. Well solid enough, if I fell from this height I would be dead from a broken spine not from being eaten alive.
After the wolf filled itself of the deer, it grabbed the hind leg and dragged it back into the woods. I did not feel safe coming down for a long time. Until the sun rise was starting to peak in the east. The clearing was fully lit before I came down and that nagging feeling in the back of my head and pit of my stomach went away. I was up there for hours. My muscles were not relaxed in the slightest, everything hurt. I winched when my full weight hit the ground, somehow I landed on my feet and that radiated up through my tail bone. I practically cried out, yep the bone was sprained.
I found my purse on the ground, not even realizing I didn't have it till I saw it. I sighed and lifted the article up, wincing once I was straight. I picked thorugh it to find my cell phone, maybe I could call someone? Maybe someone could come and find me if they could find my positioning. When I turned the screen on, I found I had no missed calls. My surprised turned to anger, no one had called. Did that mean no one was looking for me? No one was trying to contact me? No one was worried that I was missing? I thought Sookie would at least care! She screamed my name before Bill whisked her away. In fact, didn't Bill promise Gran that nothing would happen to us? He promised to keep us safe? Well leaving me with Eric was far from safe.
I was about to call Sookie myself, then I saw that I had no service. Oh, no wonder I didn't have any missed calls. If anyone called they would be sent to voicemail and I would never get the message till I had service. I bet as soon as I got to a main road I would have at least 50 missed calls and messages. Groaning as I stretched a bit, I looked around to guess which way was the best to go. I strained myself to remember my mental map of Louisiana. Bon Temps was southeast of Shreveport. The sun rises in the east, so I guess the best direction is to follow the sun till it was high enough to keep over my shoulder from there. Which to my luck was in the opposite direction of the blood stained grass. Slightly motivated by a wolf lurking around, I started walking as fast as I could out of the clearing. I looked at the ground mostly as I walked, but still paid attention to where I was going. Infrequently looked at my phone, while I took small breaks to keep myself from getting overtired, still no service.
Groaning I looked over myself from where Eric had grabbed me on one break. I already bruised easily enough, these were a dark blue almost place in color that stood out against my pale skin and all in the shape of large handprints. I was willing to bet there were more on my back from the way it ached, I just could not look.
I walked all day, the sun was starting to get lower in the sky when I finally came across a road. I let out a squeal of delight as I ran over to it. The road was running north and south, since I was sure I was walking east. I debated my next move, looking down both ways hoping to see any signs. Unfortunately, I wasn't lucky enough to see any. After being stumped for ten minutes I decided to head south, keeping to my theory of Bon Temps being southeast of Shreveport. I kept to the side of the road in case I needed to make a break for the trees if anything unpleasant decided to find me.
As I walked onward I was unable to think about anything else but the previous night. Eric was rough and cruel the way he manipulated me physically. The evidence was on my body, but I couldn't get his stare out of my head. I could still see the frustration and violence in his eyes, he could have hurt me much worst then he did to get any information out of me. But that stare bugged me. What was he trying to do? The way his eyes hazed over a bit as he commanded me to tell him "what I was". The tugging feeling in my brain as he intensified his gaze. Thinking about that feeling now, it almost felt like I was hazy too. He was trying to overpower me in his gaze. The feeling I was getting in my brain was numbness almost, he was trying to glamour me. If I remembered correctly, it was mind control over their subjects. A vampire could get a human do anything they wanted in that state. I shivered involuntarily at that thought, he was trying to get me to tell him the truth. Even if he didn't want to believe it himself.
I felt a buzz on my side coming from my purse. I instinctively dug through it to pull out my cellphone. I saw exactly what I wanted. I finally had service. A smile crept across my face. I ignored all the missed calls and messages, but went to my contacts and scrolled to the first name that could help me. Arlene.
The phone's dial tone came up. I stopped moving and stayed in place in fear of losing the signal. It rang a few times before it picked up.
"Hello?" I heard the familiar voice of Arlene.
"Arlene!" I practically screamed in excitement.
"ADRIANE! Thank the lord your alive!" I could hear here bracelets clank as I imaged she brought her hand up to her chest, "We thought we lost another one! Where are you?"
I cringed a little that they thought I was dead, but I couldn't blame them. With Beth gone missing and Dawn, Maudette dead; of course they assumed the worst.
"I don't know. I was left in the woods, I made it to a road, but I have no clue where I am."
"Have you called the police?"
"I hadn't thought of that," I felt my voice crack, "Arlene, I' so scared. I'm in the middle of the street in the woods. All I see are trees, I've been walking miles and haven't seen a single sign."
"Hold on a sec," Arlene said, I heard voices in the background. Wish I could know who she was talking to.
"Where are you?" I asked, just wanting to hear another voice.
"I'm at Merlotte's. Sam's leaving now to help find you," Arlene said, "I don't know how much help he will be since you don't even know where you are."
"Not helping Arlene," I laughed a little as I wiped away the cascading tears.
"I'm sorry dear, but I can't help you, if you can't help me."
"I know," I cried more fiercely rubbing my face, "Please don't get off the phone with me."
"Sookie is calling the police right now, stay on the line with me," Arlene said.
"Should I keep walking?" I asked.
"What's the first rule they tell you as a kid when you are lost," Arlene replied in a motherly tone.
"Don't move from your spot," I sighed, but it came out sounding more like a sob.
"That's right, so you stay still and wait it out, we will find you," Arlene promised.
I sobbed again, I felt like a child with all the crying I have been doing lately. Soon I would be out of tears. Everything hurt, I felt beat up and beat down. I was physically and mentally exhausted. I was starving, the last time I ate I was in Ohio. God, I wish I could be there now. I could be safe in my own bed cuddled next to my dog, never having experienced a vampire's cruel handling. I felt like a ragdoll against him, I had no power. The sun was the only thing keeping the vampires away right now, but that would be over in a few hours. I wouldn't be able to keep my promise of not moving if it was dark. All I could do was pray they found me soon.
"Adriane?" I heard Sookie's voice over the line.
"Sookie?" I asked in response.
"Hang on dear, the police department is out for you now. Is there anything you can tell me about your area?"
"I'm on a street that is the middle of the woods," I replied feeling more exhausted from answering questions I already answered.
"Is there anything else? A weird looking tree? A significant crack in the pavement? What direction are you heading?"
"I think I'm heading south. I've been keeping the sun over my shoulder. There's nothing particularly different about this area, but I'll look around some more," I replied.
"You said you were left in the woods? Where were you left?"
"In a clearing, but I walked all day till I got to the road, so I don't even know if someone has ever been to that clearing."
"Okay, well keeping looking for anything significant," Sookie said.
I sighed and turned around a bit looking for anything that could stick out saying I was in a specific place. I wish I knew trees better, there was a cluster of one species on the opposite side of the road. All their leaves looked similar.
"I'm gonna walk south a bit more, see if I can find something more significant," I replied.
"Okay, I'm so sorry this happened to you. We are never going back there again," Sookie stated.
"Never," I replied looking at my right wrist where the hand print buries looked particularly gruesome. The bruise was a deep shade of blue almost black. I never had bruise look so bad before.
I walked for another fifteen minutes before I stopped again. I had finally found something that might point out where I was.
"Sookie I found something!" I exclaimed.
"What? What is it?" She replied sounding excited also.
"It's an old wooden sign," I replied walking around it, "Almost like it was used as a 'welcome to' sign. I can't make out the words."
I walked closer to the sign. It was so old the letters were so warped, I could barely make out the "H" in the beginning. The next was hard to tell if it was an "o" or an "a".
"I can only make out one letter and it is an 'h'. The sign looks really, really old. The wood almost looks burnt," I said staring harder at the sign.
There was silence, nothing was said over the phone. I looked at my phone screen. The phone was dead. I groaned, I didn't know what was the last word Sookie heard. I huffed and gently sat on the ground. Hopefully she got the last words and was able to figure out where I was. If she got them, someone would be here soon. I leaned against the sign posts, if it was still up right now it must be stable. I would give them an hour, or at least what I thought was an hour before moving again. I didn't want to be stuck out here in the dark again for another night, this time with no way to communicate since my phone was dead. I looked at the shadow of the sign on the ground, I may not be able to tell time via shadows but I am smart enough to know you can. I drew a mark on the ground where the shadow was right now. I made four other marks, each were an inch from the shadow. I would watch those and decided I would move when the shadows touched the farthest ones out. I didn't know if it was exactly and hour but I figured I'd gauge it off of that.
I leaned back on the post, and shifted my weight around a bit. Wincing when the movement hurt my lower back, and did my best to settle into the spot. I folded my arms across my chest and huffed. Someone would come soon. Someone would find me. Well at least I hoped.
I was jolted awake as I heard a car come closer. I quickly sat up, surprised by the car itself and the fact I fell asleep. There was barely any light left out, the sun was starting to set. I looked around me to see a car slowly pulling up. I jumped to my feet ignoring the pain it caused my whole body. I hoped it was the police but it was hard to tell since the motorist's headlights were on and beaming at me. The car pulled to a stop and the driver's side door opened. I couldn't see the individual but it was male based on the height. I squinted to get a better look.
"ADRIANE?!" The driver shouted, the voice familiar.
It was Sam, nice safe Sam. Thank the lord!
"SAM?" I called back as tears made their way down my face again. I ran over to him and lunged into his open arms. I was finally safe. I buried my face into his chest as I sobbed.
"Good Lord girl, how did you end up over by Hotshot?" He asked as he smoothed my hair. It felt wonderful.
She looks awful, look at all that makeup run down her face. She must have been so scared all on her own in the woods. Lord knows what could have happened with it being a full moon, who knows what was lurking around back there. Good Lord, she needs a bath.
I jumped back from him a bit at his thoughts. I guess I didn't have enough energy to block them out right now. I didn't care about his thoughts. I was just glad to be safe.
"I didn't know where I was! Sam, I was so scared!" I cried, "How did you find me?"
"Sookie called said you were on some road heading south, she mentioned you saw an old sign. I guess the line was cut out," He replied softly, "I started drivin' out to all the signs just outside of town."
I looked up at him and smiled a soft sad smile.
"Let's get going. We'll give Sookie a call on the way. She'll want to know you are safe. She feels awful about what happened," Sam said placing a hand on back to lead me over to the passenger's side of the car.
She should've known this would happen going to a goddamn vampire bar. I warned Sookie, I always thought Adriane was smarter than that. I can't believe she didn't talk Sookie out of it. What if this happened to Sookie instead? There'd be no light left in this world. No more Sookie. No more smiles, no more hugs, no softer touches and no more soft -
I flinched a little at his last thought, I removed myself from his hands and got into the car. Good to know he didn't blame Sookie for what happened. Heaven forbid something happen to his Sookie.
"We should get you to a hospital. You look like a mess," Sam stated as he climbed into the car.
"No, besides being sore I'm okay. I just want to be indoors, in a house, in a bed," I replied lightly rubbing my arms, "I don't want to be any place that's public."
"But we really should get you to a hospital, you could be dehydrated," Sam pushed.
"You got any water?" I asked looking at him.
"Yeah," Sam said looking over at me.
"I'll drink it. I promise to drink more when I get to Sookie's," I insisted.
"Fine," Sam retorted leaning into the back seat to dig around for the water bottle, "But I'm gonna watch you drink more when we get to the house."
Sam forced the water bottle into my hands, I twisted the cap off and chugged. He then handed me his cell phone.
"Give Sookie a call, tell her to call off the cops. Since your safe and all," Sam commanded as he turned the engine over and shifted into gear, off we went.
I'm extremely sorry about the late update! Things got really crazy over the last week. Unfortunately, my story kind of fell on the back burner. I feel like I abuse my authors notes to much with my own personal stories. (Sorry for that.) I apologize profusely, but I had trouble finding time to write. If you want a full winded explanation, I have posted it to my profile. Until things settle down for me, I'm going to change my update schedule to every other week. I'll do my best to keep that schedule. Please don't hate me! :-(
Anyways…Sorry this chapter was kind of boring. It's an in between one to more exciting things to come! I promise!
Thank you to all those who like, followed, and reviewed. But, I appreciate you taking the time to look at my story! Seeing those messages in my e-mail makes me so happy! It perks up my day. I can't believe how many people look at this. I never thought I would have this many people looking at it.
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Nameless Fable: Sorry I didn't address you in the previous chapter. But, don't worry you'll see soon enough about Jason and Adriane. There's gonna be some scenes between them soon! Godric might take a while to get here, but he will! Bear with me!
AxidentlGoddess: Thank you so much for your review from Chapter 5! I'm sorry I didn't address you in the previous chapter. Beth is shady, but is still is major part of Adriane's life. Like Adriane has said, Beth is like family and family forgives each other. Adriane blames herself because it's natural to blame yourself for other's mistakes. I do my best to make my characters as realistic as I can, if you ever feel like something is to outlandish please let me know! I will do my best to address the reasoning and make changes if necessary.
Awesome: I'm glad to hear that you are enjoying the story thus far! Addressing your concern, Adriane can just be stupid. She lets her prejudice for vampires get in the way of seeing who these people were before they were changed.
Shellbean: Thank you for your reassurance! I promise not to abuse the dialogue to much! I will be keeping a majority of scenes from the show in order. There's just one that has been bothering me when it comes to writing in a canon character, which is in a later chapter. I'm still sorting it out.
dots-fiction: You'll see about Beth! ;) There will be some Jason/Adriane scenes to come! Just you wait! I hope you are able to enjoy them when they are here. (Along with Eric/Adriane.)