"Well, look what the cat dragged in." Jason teased as Sookie tried to make it to her room silently. "Wishing you teleported straight to your room, don't ya." He added with a shit eating grin.
"Oh, wipe that stupid smile off your face." She grumbled getting herself a cup of coffee.
"Now, here I thought my little sister would be gone for a couple of hours and be back home with her…"
"Stop it." She warned.
"You had so good a time you can't even wipe the smile of your face." He wasn't going to let this go, and she knew it.
"I'm going to bed…"
"Had a long night, don't blame you." He chuckled after her.
She knew Jase was happy for her, but it didn't mean he wouldn't result to his right as a big brother to tease her mercilessly. Despite the night's activities she was surprisingly energized and jumped into the shower before hitting the sack. She would later swear she was out before her head hit the pillow. Her dreams were pretty much a repeat of the night's activities mixed with a few strange things she would not remember upon waking up.
She was surprised by how late it was when she got up. "Usually she would be up for lunch, but today it was almost four when she finally opened her eyes. She made her way downstairs to find Gran in the kitchen. "You hungry, dear?"
"Could eat a horse." She felt very awake and alert. Godric had warned her about his blood, but this felt better than anything he described. For the first time in her life she was up and out of bed the minute her eyes were open. She had one hell of an appetite as well to boot. After a late lunch, she was looking for a book to keep her occupied when she remembered something Godric had said about feeling her emotions. Knowing he would be up, she picked up a particular book and disappeared into her room. She was determined to have as much fun with his blood in her as possible.
…
"Godric was heating up his meal when her lust barreled through him. He studiously tried avoiding the feeling, but a few minutes he realized it was no good. He vamped to his room, his meal forgotten and grabbed his phone. "Sookie, what are you doing?" He asked when she answered with an innocent hello.
"Killing time by doing a little reading." She said again sounding innocent.
"What are you reading?" He asked his erection prominent in his linen trousers.
"Nothing that would interest you."
"I doubt that very much."
"Why are you so interested?" She tried holding back her giggle.
"We both know why I'm interested. It is doing interesting things to you." He admitted.
"Godric I think your definition of interesting and mine vary greatly. Will my baby be flying me to work tonight?" She said so sweetly sugar thought it was too sweet.
"Your baby?"
"Yes, my baby."
"I'm a three thousand plus-year-old vampire." He argued.
"But you are still my baby."
"I will see you minutes after sundown Miss Stackhouse." He said before hanging up. She was going to be the death of him. Just as he thanked the gods for his waning erection, he felt her lust again. For the next hour, he was confined to his room dealing with the results of whatever book she was reading.
By the time he came back down he had showered and was ready to leave the minute the sun went down.
"I take it I will see you at Fangatasia later," Eric said as he heated up a blood bag.
"Yes, Sookie wants to fly, so I'm going to get her. Keep an eye on the new bartender tonight. Sookie said there was something off about her." Eric nodded. If Godric listened and even relayed the information, then there was merit to it.
…
Sookie, may I ask who did the renovation work on your property?" Godric needed work done on his property, and he liked the reinforced beams and walls he saw at the farmhouse.
"Herveaux and Sons." She answered.
"Oh, the wer…" Eric stopped short.
Sookie chuckled, as did Godric. "I am fully aware of the fact that Jackson is a were, and so is every one of his crew. The Longtooth pack, I believe."
"How long have you known?" Pamela asked surprised.
"As long as I've known about the existence of vampires. The human race has an uncanny ability to walk around with their head buried in the sand. Makes me believe the phrase 'knowledge is power' wasn't coined by a human. As much as I am one I do not bury my head in the sand. I acquire knowledge like it's my next breath. Every book, film, legend, myth that talks about vampires always talks about their archenemies the werewolves. The fact that no one seems to wonder if vampires are real, what else is out there… makes me ashamed of the human race." Godric stared at her with such pride and want it made Eric uncomfortable.
"Onto the reason we called you in here." Eric started. "Godric has confirmed that our new bartender is a member of the FOTS church in Dallas. Yes, I made it a point to catalog as many of their members as we could. She is an active member, loyal and devout."
"Yes, that is obvious." Sookie murmured.
"Obvious," Pam questioned.
"Yes, she is loyal and devout enough to work in a vampire establishment. I mean this isn't exactly a clothes store. Let' be honest, as vampire reputation goes this bar…" She stopped and cleared her throat. "Let's just say this isn't the kind of place a vampire hating zealot would be caught dead in. Yet she is devout enough to do so for her beliefs. Anything to end the pestilence." If she were alone with Godric, she would have added 'her words not mine.' "I better get back to work." Without thought, she gave Godric a rather long heated kiss before leaving.
"Her instincts are well tuned." Pam murmured.
"Indeed." Godric concurred.
"What exactly did she say made her suspicious of the girl?" Eric asked hoping in answering Godric would reveal something about Sookie's true nature. The short conversation with her had only increased his suspicions. Eric had noticed when she admitted knowing about weres, she admitted as long as she'd known the existence of vampires. Everyone knew about vampires when they came out of the coffin so to speak, but the way she phrased it had him very curious. He was sure Miss Stackhouse had known about vampires long before they made themselves known.
"The girl wasn't remotely inquisitive. Apart from asking about her job she asked about nothing else."
"Neither did Sookie," Eric argued.
"I believe in Sookie's case it might have had something to do with been spoken about in Swedish in less than flattering ways." Godric countered with a pointed stare at his progeny. Pam swallowed needlessly, and Eric shifted in his seat. "Anyway, as Pamela said her instincts are always spot on so I had no reason to question her suspicion." Godric stood to join Sookie when someone knocked.
"Come in." Eric grumbled his frustrations showing. Jason walked in looking less than his happy self.
"Detective, what can we do for you?" He must want something as Sookie was out there.
"Sheriff, the next time I come here and find someone else feeding or taking someone to the bathroom to feed I will shut you down." Jason sat in the seat Sookie had just vacated.
"Shit," Eric muttered. "I will admit I am having a problem curtailing that particular problem."
"Maybe, if they were led by example it will no longer be an issue," Jason muttered looking down at his feet.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Eric growled low.
"The reason you seem to have a such a problem with vampires feeding in Fangtasia is that they follow your example." Eric appeared confused. "They all look out for Pam, the minute she leaves the bar with one of the fangbangers and enters your office. The vampires in your area then feel its safe to take one into the bathroom." Godric took the words out of Jason's mouth.
"My office is a private space," Eric argued annoyed by the revelation.
"They don't care, you are the sheriff try leading by example… that is what the young detective means. You stop feeding in the club and so will they. Jason has only been to Fangtasia a handful of times, but he has noticed the pattern." Jason nodded in agreement. "I can only look the other way for so long. The only reason you haven't been shut down is that my sister works at the bar, but eventually, that will not stop me, and Sook will understand." He warned.
"I understand." Eric was furious at himself for missing the obvious. He's had a constant problem with vampires feeding despite the warnings and severe punishments. This year alone he had been issued with nine notices and fines. Two of those were for overcrowding the rest public feedings. If he got any more, the bar would be shut down.
Jason clapped and rubbed his hands together. "Now, on to more pleasant things. Someone tell me how the to get Thalia's attention." The question took all three vampires by surprise.
"Th… Thalia." Pam found herself stuttering. Vampires didn't stutter.
"You didn't think I came here for Sook, did you?" He looked at them with an eye roll.
"For the last year, I can't even get her to acknowledge me… well, except for tonight. She gave me a nod, and I was so surprised I didn't know what to do with myself." He admitted sheepishly. "This aint never happened to me before." They knew Jason Stackhouse didn't have any issues when it came to the opposite sex. Hell, the fangbangers in the club even gravitated towards him as they did the vampires. Even the female vampires weren't immune to his effects, except it seems the one he truly wanted.
"You got a nod…" Godric cleared his throat to hide his amusement. "I believe you are in with a chance as the humans say."
"You think so." Jason sat up then.
"Yes, why don't you go join your sister at the bar." Jason nodded. "Oh, do you have your throwing knife with you?" Jason's iron knife appeared as though out of thin air. He twirled it around so fast Pam had trouble keeping up with the speed.
"What you want with this?" He asked.
"I don't, but Thalia has a thing for blades and the men who know how to wield them." Jason's smile damn near lit up the room.
"Thanks, G." He practically ran out of the office.
"Sometimes I swear those two aren't human or at least not entirely." Eric was going to reward Pam with an entirely new wardrobe. She had said the very words he hadn't dared utter. "I mean can either of you do that thing he did with the blade. All I saw was a blur as the knife moved. He knocked out a vampire, he didn't just hit him, he broke his neck, knocked out a couple of molars as well. You can't tell me that is normal for a human. It's not like he is the size of one of those wrestlers on TV." She huffed after her rant. Eric looked at Godric hoping for a response, but annoyingly his maker just smiled. "I'm going to see if he manages to get Thalia's attention." Pam stood.
"I believe I would like to see that as well," Godric added. Even Eric whose frustration was getting the better of him due to Godric's silence regarding the siblings had to admit he wanted to see the detective in action as well.