Eric was beginning to get frustrated, Godric had been in Shreveport for over three weeks and yet that talk they were supposed to have still hadn't happened. He had a good idea why Godric had come, but somehow Sookie had changed his plans. Godric came to Shreveport with nothing but the clothes on his back.
For decades he'd feared his maker had every intention of meeting the sun, and this trip was to say goodbye. Yet night after night he showed up at Fangtasia, sat at the bar talking to Sookie. Night after night he watched them feeling jealous of their easy interaction. He watched her blush when he said something complimentary, which was a lot. He watched her laugh when she used some idiom or modern term Godric misunderstood. He watched his maker laugh when she explained what it meant. A particular talk about going cold turkey had Godric laughing until blood run down his face when Sookie explained what the term meant and just how badly he had misconstrued the meaning. He knew he should be feeling a great sense of relief. He should be happy that the pain his maker had been feeling for the past few decades was receding. He was, but he just wished it wasn't because of the girl he wanted.
Godric sat at the bar watching Sookie work, he was old enough to know she wasn't entirely human. He could on occasion smell a sweet scent coming from her only for it to suddenly dissipate. He was sure Sookie Stackhouse was able to mask her scent. I'm going to take my break now, care to join me." It was the first time she'd asked him.
"Yes, I would." He said with a smile. He followed her down the corridor and out of the emergency door. She leaned against her car, and he joined her. "Usually I spend my hour researching, but I handed in my work today."
"How is it going?" Godric asked. He knew she was taking college courses online studying business administration. Sookie was a bright girl, but lack of finances meant she had to put her life on hold. He knew she had also only taken the job at Fangtasia because her family's home was in an appalling state of disrepair. The job had provided enough money to allow her to pay for the repairs sooner than she had anticipated. Sookie had continued working at the bar because she saw an opportunity to further her education. Godric couldn't convey just how relieved he was that she was still working at the bar when he showed up.
"I'm told there is a dessert bar in Monroe that serves the best ice cream in all of Louisiana. Would you like to go for ice cream after you are done for the evening?"
"Why not," Sookie answered with a chuckle. "Meant to ask you… can you fly? I know Eric can, but Pam can't."
"Yes, I can fly," Godric answered. "Our abilities don't always transfer. If Pamela ever decided to become a maker, her progeny could in all likelihood have the ability to fly, but for their sake, I hope they don't." Sookie chuckled knowing exactly what he meant. She would be jealous if her childe developed an ability everyone in the family had except for her. The same could also be said for the opposite. It wasn't until she was thirteen when she discovered a box full of journals from her grandfather and great-grandfather that she discovered Jason also had a gift. It had been so obvious, but they had put his gift down to his good looks and charming, affable personality.
After an hour of mostly comfortable silence, the two went back into the bar. Sookie saw Jason at the bar getting a bottle of beer from Longshadow. "Jase." She called surprised to see him.
"Hey Sook." He said with a smile.
"Thought you had a case." She questioned.
"All wrapped up." His eyes turned to Godric.
"Jase, this is Godric, he's the sheriff's maker. Godric, this is my brother, detective Jason Stackhouse." Sookie said by way of introduction.
"So you are Godric," Jason said with a sharp nod. Godric did not miss the look of surprise on Jason's face before it quickly disappeared. "Sook talks about you all the time, so much so my gran wants to meet ya."
"I would love to meet her." Godric offered.
"Oh excellent, she would be real happy to know," Jason said with a smile. "Say how about Sunday, since Sook's not working… unless you busy or somethin'."
The three stood around the bar chatting amicably for a while. Jason's attention was drawn to a vampire with a young brunette on his arm. They were on the dance floor for about fifteen minutes then headed for the restroom.
He let out one of his ear-piercing whistle aimed directly at the vampire heading to the restroom. That got the attention of the whole bar. "Now, I may not know much about vampires, but I do know one thing, you do not need the restroom." The vampire growled low in annoyance all the while pulling on his earlobe as though it hurt.
"Who do you think you are talking to, blood bag?"
"You, I do believe that sign up there is not for show," Jason responded.
"What business is it of yours?" He said menacingly slowly making his way towards Jason.
"Detective Jason Stackhouse," Jason responded showing him his badge. "Recognize I'm been nice… I could have allowed you to go to the restroom and feed on the girl then slapped your sheriff with a citation and a fine." Jason raised an eyebrow at him. Though he knew he couldn't slap the sheriff with a citation he had the distinct feeling the vampire didn't know that. "Or am I wrong?" He asked no one in particular.
"No, you are not," Eric growled coming to his feet, which sucked all the bravado out of the vampire.
"I wasn't going to…"
Then what business do you have in there… because the detective is right you do not need to use it?"
"You will stay behind after the bar closes… you and I need to have a few words." The vampire nodded and walked away quickly from the girl.
"Now young lady…" Jason said turning his attention to the young girl. "How old are you?"
"Twenty-one." She said with a slight quake to her voice.
"Try again and this time take into account I made detective within my first year on the job."
"Twenty-one." She repeated.
"Show me your ID," Jason said with a sigh. She confidently pulled it out of her back pocket and handed it to Jason.
"Serena Bruce…"
" Yeah." The girl responded.
"Well, it's genuine, but it's not yours. It's your sisters… even if I didn't know your sister, I can straight away tell the girl in this picture has higher cheekbones, which begs the question. How did a vampire miss this?"
"They didn't ask for ID." The girl volunteered.
"How are old are you?" Jason asked again.
"Sixteen." A loud growl was heard from Eric. A sixteen-year-old getting in without her ID been checked wasn't good.
"I gave you a second chance to be honest with me and you lied. You should have recognized that I was been nice." Godric smiled realizing it was the detective's line.
"I will be keeping a hold of this and paying your parents a visit." She looked close to tears at that.
"What is your name?"
"Sarah." She answered barely above a whisper.
"Sarah, how did you get here?"
"I drove."
"I take it it's your parent's car." She nodded in response.
"Keys. "She handed it over with shaky hands. "I noticed that the vampire had been to the bar twice and bought you alcoholic drinks. "I will call for a patrol car to take you home."
Sookie looked up to find Godric thoroughly amused, she was right there with him. "That's my brother." She said proudly.
"He is rather observant." Godric offered.
"Yes, that was how he became a detective, he worked with a road crew before." It hadn't been in Jason's plans to work for the road crew, but without the football scholarship he was banking on after his injury, he had put college on hold as well. "There was a serial killer in Monroe a few years ago who had killed three girls. I had to go to Monroe for a job interview, and Jase wasn't happy about me going by myself, so he came with me. We were in the bar when he spotted a man behaving strangely, he approached him, and after about fifteen minutes of talking, the man pulled out a knife in an attempt to kill him. He was out cold before the knife was fully out of his sheath. It was the murder weapon.
"What was strange about the behavior?" Pam asked, and Sookie realized that most of the bar was listening.
"The third murder victim worked at that bar, she was the owner's daughter. The man sat by himself staring at the girl's picture on the wall. For over an hour he did nothing but stare, but every time someone gave the girls father their condolences, the man would look down and grin. Jason approached him after a little pleasantry, he outright accused him of murder instead of defending himself he proved he was the murderer by attempted to stab Jase with the murder weapon. There were two officers in the bar that night, they thought Jase was a cop and was surprised when he said he wasn't. The next day they turned up at the house… told us the man confessed and offered Jase a job. Offered to pay for his training and everything. Jase realized he could do so much more, so he accepted their offer." Sook finished with a shrug.
"I would have offered him a job too, he is good at it," Pam said.
"Yeah, and that right hook of his never disappointed. I swear he can knock anyone out with it." Sookie mumbled.
"I doubt that very much." Alfonse, a vampire that frequented the bar said boldly.
"Alfonse didn't see you there," Sookie said with a smile.
"I hear you've got a hell of a right hook that knocks me out," Alfonse said to Jason the minute he walked back in. Sookie shook her head knowing it wasn't what she said. "So what do you say?" Alfonse offered.
"Sure, let me put Sarah here in the patrol car, and I will see what I can do."
Alfonse shrugged off his jacket and rolled his neck as if preparing for a fight."
This is not going to end well.
"I say hundred dollars on Alfonse, anyone wants that bet," Pam said. More often than not, nothing happened at Fangtasia and she was bored out of her skull. This was the first fun night they'd had in months thanks to Stackhouse.
"Are you sure you want to part with your cash because you have a fine coming your way for allowing an underage girl in your club." Eric groaned hoping Jason would have forgotten. "I could have forgiven it if you simply missed it wasn't her on the ID, but complete failure to check… sorry, can't turn a blind eye to that."
"Understandable," Eric said with a nod. Godric, want to place a bet?" Eric asked mischievously.
"I believe I would, hundred dollars on Al…" he turned to find Sookie arms crossed over her chest looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "On the detective." He amended. Jason chuckled, Godric might be an old ass vampire, but he was underneath it all a man enamored with a girl.
"Okay, I'm ready," Alfonse said with a condescending smile. Jason stood with his right fist in his left hand. With a speed that was not humanly possible, he took a step back and swung. Alfonse was out cold before he hit the ground. His neck was broken, his jaw was also broken, and he had lost a couple of his molars. The noise died down immediately, you could hear a pin drop with human ears.
Eric had suspected the Stackhouse's weren't entirely human and this just proved it.
"Time to pay up," Sookie said, and the noise started up again.
"No way, that was a con job." A human male complained about having lost a hundred dollars.
"You believe, Alfonse here was in a confidence job that required him to feign been knocked out by a human. Tell me how did he break his neck, jaw, and lose two of his molars while he was punched if it was confidence job." Godric questioned. With a groan the man paid up, in fact, the entire bar put their money on the vampire, except for Sookie and Godric. Sook, some of that is mine." Jason said flexing his fingers. "Dude had a jaw like concrete." He groaned. " This shit is going to hurt tomorrow." He added. Godric could tell he was feigning his injury.
"Not as much as his pride," Pam said taking pictures of Alfonse who was still out cold on the floor. "I am going to have this blown up and put behind the bar, and one in my office." She carried on taking pictures at every angle.
"After such an entertaining night, I'd understand if you'd rather go home," Godric said as they walked outside.
"No, I need sugar after such a night." She said with a laugh.
"Do you trust me?" Godric asked.
"I do." She did for reasons she did not yet know. Godric picked Sookie up bridal style and shot into the air. It took her second to realize what had happened and screamed in delight.
Eric stood on the rooftop of Fangtasia watching them disappear into the night sky. With his sight, it took a while for that to happen. "You should be happy for him," Pam said coming up behind him.
"I know," Eric said before he took off.
Pam cursed her lack of flying ability. "Fucking gravity."