Bill's eyes were glued to the struggling mess Steve had become. He pulled me towards the exit. Once under the moon and stars, he stopped me.

"Your strength has continued to grow since you consumed Maryann's heart. Sissi, I'm worried. Watching you today it scared me."

"Me too." I took off. I wasn't in the mood to discuss all this. Bill let it go in favor of keeping the peace.

Once safe and back at Godric's Nest, there was a bit of a celebratory buzz hanging around. I couldn't shake tonight off. I apologized to Bill and was cuddling up with him in a corner away from everyone. Music played in the background as humans drank merrily, so did the vampires.

"Where were you? You've always been the one to come to my rescue."

A flash of something came across his face. He took a long sip from a bottle of Trueblood. He seemed to be contemplating whether he should tell the truth or not. In the past, he would have lied to me.

However, since our break, he has been diligent about maintaining an honest and healthy relationship. His maker was in town. She found our hotel room, he had to physically harm her to leave. Her name was Lorena.

She was the one that tried to stamp out every ounce of humanity left inside him. He detailed a bit of her life before. Her maker had been just as abusive if not more so. One of her sins against him was glamorizing his wife, making her forget his existence.

Forcing him to miss the burial of his son. As the years went on the resentment grew and he threatened to stake himself unless she released him. He as her progeny, has no true will as long as she lives.

He's lived away from her since the thirties because of it. What Bill and his maker had done wasn't a common practice because of the bond. It gives the maker an unfair advantage over the other.

Isabel dragged Hugo against his will. He clawed at the floor, he was bleeding from his nails. She must have drug him the entire way here. He left streaks across the marble-tiled floor. She kicked him in front of Godric.

" My Sheriff Here is the one who betrayed us." Bloody tears dripped from her eyes as she spoke through her pain.

"This traitor, Hugo, he's your human is he not? " He remembered his name. Godric gazed up to Isabel from his chair.

"Yes." Everyone watched in silence as they spoke.

"Do you love him?"

More tears fell from Isabel's face as she admitted that she did love the shady human. He freed Hugo but told him to never return to his district or he would be hunted down like a wild dog.

Farrell was not pleased with this verdict. Godric was still Sheriff so he had no choice but to deal with it. He had Eric escort them out to make sure they left unharmed.

Some time went by before more drama occurred. This night just wouldn't rest! A brunette statuesque woman draped in a Versace gown. She marched towards Bill and me. We were now swaying to the music. Simply trying to relax. Bill tensed up.

" May I cut in?" Her sultry voice rumbled with possession.

"No, you may not."

" I'm Lorena, I do apologize if I come off as rude... I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about." She looked me up and down, sizing me up. I felt a tickle in my throat.

"Lorena, his maker right? Why are you here? To make a scene? Fight me? Frankly, I'm exhausted and in a delicate way right now. I'd much prefer if you clicked your very expensive heels out the door."

"Well, I'll say. It's true, they did say you weren't bright. "

"Lorena! Just go." Bill bit out.

" Did you know your man and I had a wonderful time in your hotel room. "

She was trying to imply that she and Bill had sex. I was beginning to feel pity for the woman. All these years and she still is begging for him to love her.

" Sissi it was nothing of that nature. I hit her in the head with a television, I told you, she held me captive."

"Oh, we were just catching up is all."

Lorena tried to feign innocence. I knew better than to trust those dark-painted lips and fluttering eyelashes. She reached her hand to caress Bill's cheek talking about how old lovers can get at times. I grabbed her wrist, my nail digging where a pulse should have been.

" I advise you to keep your hands to yourself!" My tone was low and warning. I was rife with emotion ready to burst.

"It's true of your bark too. He always did love the feisty ones, you're only a blood bag Darlin, he will eventually lose interest. You'll never keep his heart!" The last sentence came out envy laced.

"I already have. Bill has chosen me as his lover. Why must you keep trying? Don't you have any shame?"

Bill kept trying to break us up. His demeanor was more subdued in her presence. He was afraid of her! She kept advancing on as. Each step she took, Bill would pull us back further. Some vampires looked on in amusement betting on who would win.

I was tired of running scared. Of being pushed around. She made a grave error. She placed her hands on me, a sharp sting across my cheek. Her nail lacerated, I felt blood fill my mouth. She was in my face letting me know that he would always be hers. That she would never leave. That when he was fucking me the moves he used were ones she taught him.

" Look, you've got three seconds till I turn you to juice on all this pretty white furniture..."

I began fluttering. The rage building inside was leaking. I saw my image reflected. My eyes were inky black, veins spread from them stretching across my face. Everyone looked on in shock and awe. While some cowered away or looked ready to drag me off. Godric came over and grabbed Lorena, he held her by the throat.

"I don't know nor do I care who you are. However, this is my area and I am the authority here. Do you understand? "

"yes sheriff"

Now go!" his voice never rising just above a whisper. He looked over at me

" Sissi, is it? I suggest you go cool off in my office. I'll be there in just a second. Eric guard her." Eric pulled me along. The flittering periodically continued out of my control.

" Just can't help yourself, can you? Showing off your powers every little time someone steps on your toes. You need to control yourself! I can't always be around to save your ass." I touched my face. I could still feel her handprint sting.

"Let me see the damage, your face was just healed now you've gone and messed it up again. "

I sat there in silence knowing Eric wasn't really mad at me but afraid for my safety. He cleaned it up and placed a bandage on it. Soon after, Godric walked in. He told Eric to stand outside the door. I sat down in the chair opposite of his

" You're brave but that was foolish. You just placed a target on your head."

"It's not the first time. " My tone was dry and unmoved. That psycho started it. She's the aggressor! Why am I being treated like the black sheep?

"You must reign in your anger. I will not lecture you as I'm sure my child already has. Tonight's events will not leave these walls. How long have your powers been out of control" I finally looked up into Godric's eyes meeting his gaze.

" Since I can remember. I'm telepathic. That's why I was brought here. To sleuth out your whereabouts. Others developed as I aged into adulthood. As for what you just witnessed? About a month or so. Any trouble I've caused lies on my shoulders, no one else's."

Godric smiled at me, I only saw the tips of his fangs.

"No harm done. I noticed your ignorance and figured I could put you out of your misery. You must guard the knowledge I'm about to bestow with your life. Do you know what you are?"

I shook my head and did not reply verbally. He smiled happily with himself for correctly assuming my predicament. He turned around towards a bookshelf to retrieve a small red book, the edges had been roughed up over the years.

" Here, this is now yours. Do not speak of this book or this conversation. Not to Bill or even my child. Trust no one! It has been such a long time since I've encountered your kind. You are incredibly special. Don't allow anyone to take it from you. Now go..."

He slid a piece of paper with his number inside the book before handing it to me. I didn't leave immediately. I walked around the side of the desk and I thanked him. Not just for him saving me. But for possibly giving me the answers to a puzzle that has haunted my life. His embrace was long, I don't think he had been hugged in centuries, for that I shed a tear. I looked into his eyes. They were a molten gold color. What surprised me more, I got my first complete thought from a vampire.

He yearned to be kissed. Not romantically, more like trying to grasp for a lifeline. Something to remind him he was alive. I gave him his wish. I kissed his lips and for a second, I heard him sob. Godric has missed touch so much his body shuttered involuntarily. To feel this alone I finally understood why he wanted to die.

"I pray that you find peace Godric."

Those were the last words uttered before walking out of his office. I could still feel his pain and anguish. I walked with the book in hand. My heart was heavy. Eric escorted me back into the front room. Bill was waiting for me. Next thing I know Eric's body is on top of me. I couldn't breathe. He was so fucking heavy! A bomb went off. Once he moved off me, I saw that his chest held three entry wounds. Eric once again saved my life...

I was bent over his body. He requested assistance. Boasting that he couldn't heal with the silver still inside. I began to suck the shrapnel out. I was yanked to my feet by an enraged Bill Compton.

"What in fresh hell are you doing?" Bill's teeth were freshly red.

" I was helping Eric, he said he couldn't heal. The shrapnel is silver, it's still inside... "

I caught a glimpse of the damage. There was a gaping hole in the side of the house. All the pretty furniture was damaged with bloodstains. There was what, I assumed, brain matter that littered the walls.

The vampires and companions closest to the bomber got most of the blast. The bomb held silver bullets and nails embedded as shrapnel. It was meant to kill and maim as many people as possible. The culprit was a member of the fellowship.

"He was already healing! The bullets would have come out on their own..."

I looked down at that bastard and I stepped on his foot with force.

" Ahhh! Why are you so violent... it was an honest mistake?"

For some reason Eric wanted me to drink his blood. Now that I have he will know where I am and feel. Just like Bill can. The thoughts were lost on me once I realized the red book was gone. I freaked out searching for it.

I eventually found it covered in rubble, it was ashen but not too damaged. Godric was flying around checking on others. Making sure they were ok. He kept ordering vampires to help heal as many humans as possible.

Everyone was moved to Hotel Carmella. The nest would stay here until the house was livable. Bill requested a new room, the one we were staying in truly was in disarray.

All of my clothes were destroyed. Bleach was poured across them. My makeup was strewn across the room. She rubbed my lipsticks across the walls spelling out a sentence. It was one word. MINE!

The structural damage once Bill got ahold of her spoke for itself. They did fight. The flat-screen was pulled off the wall and turned to dust. He must of beat her over the head with it and escaped. What did she do to him? Why is he so afraid? Till tonight there hasn't been a moment I'd ever seen him that frightened. Even with Maryann. He poisoned himself trying to kill her for daring to hurt me.

The newer room was paid for by Eric. Bill and I were moved to the penthouse floor. Here you could lookout to see the entire city of Dallas. I didn't get to explore the way I wanted, Hopefully, Godric won't mind if we come back. I did make a mess of my time here.

I was outside on the balcony. Soon the shutters would close and I'd have to go back inside. But just for right now, I was being comforted by the moon. I had yet to crack the book. Every time I tried I felt my fingers go paralyzed in fear. If he's right. This book would tell me what I am. Well, at least what he believed me to be. It was scary. Perhaps the scariest thing I'd ever do. He wanted me to keep it quiet for a reason. I must be dangerous. Well clearly I can be, but I mean I must be a dangerous creature if I can't even tell Bill.

Bill? Since I have been with him I had kissed two other men. They both had saved my life. The kiss for Eric had been charged with the lust of power. I laid my lips on Godric for the compassion of his pain. As gratitude of a sort. When I kissed Bill. I was kissing the being that I loved. His lips were soft but hard in the best way. I felt strong arms pull me in. I turned around and buried my head in Bill's body. Here he was. Just like always coming in at just the right time.

"I could hear your worrying from inside. Talk to me."

"I've been ruminating on what happened here. All the things I've seen and done. I wanted to kill her. I would have killed her Bill."

"Lorena will get what's coming to her. Eric sent four of Godric's men after her. I tried. I tried to put her out of her misery but I just couldn't. I'm sorry Sissi."

Bill openly sobbed. I felt deep pangs of guilt but I kept my mouth locked tight. He and Eric were already at each other's throats. I kissed him and today his blood spilled down my gullet. It would start something that would never end if he knew. Bill drug me inside. The sun's rays were just beginning to show. I said Goodnight to my friend. The moon. I'm not sure why but it always soothes me. Makes all the bad disappear.

The room we were staying in was gorgeous. The Hotel itself gave off Art Deco in style. The entire place gave off the feeling that I stepped into pages of the Great Gatsby. I called up room service. It had been hours since I fed. I ordered penne pasta drizzled with a red wine reduction. A large juicy steak medium-rare. A rather large bottle of the most expensive bottle they carried and I demanded a massage from Bill.

His hands worked my tired aching feet as I ate. Once done he carried me to the Jacuzzi tub and we got in together. The scents around us were lovely. The bubbles smelled like a tropical vacation of some sort. His fingers detangled my hair. A glass of wine still clinging to my hand.

He began to talk again. Trying to fill the silence. I wasn't having it. I needed to feel something other than fear. Even now I was hungry. The food was delicious but nothing could slake the hunger I felt. The hunger for her flesh. I wanted to feast upon Lorena. Lick the flesh from her bones until she begged for Bill to save her. To prove that he wouldn't. To prove that he would happily watch her die if it pleased me. Something inside was changing.

Maryann's last moments were always burned behind my retinas. I could still feel her. I'm pretty sure I consumed her magic. That as I ate her heart, the energy left her and came into me. Am I what she was? Claws and giant horns haven't sprouted yet. Hopefully, they never do.

My fingers threaded in his hair. I tugged at it as I slid down his shaft. His lips trailed kisses along my jaw I moved slowly at first. His moans began to fill the room. They echoed as Bill screamed out in pleasure. He was beautiful to watch in ecstasy. His eyes closed and his lips parted. I could see the tips of his fangs glinting in the amber glow of the candles.

His hands caressed my body needing to touch more of me. A lubed finger slipped into my ass hole as I rode his thick cock. I screamed out in pleasure as the feeling ripped an orgasm out of me.

This is when he took control. Now he stood on the side of the jacuzzi. His leg perched up while the other was still in the hot bubbling water. He fucked me over the side. I watched from a long-length mirror as Bill lost control.

Every time we've ever made love. It was always passionate and fun. But this was primal. He needed to feel me. To reach inside me and make a home. He was terrified today. He lost himself as he fucked me and came over and over. His seed spilling inside me, filling me with warmth. It was enough to put the hunger at bay. I felt satiated for now.

My lover carried me to bed after towel drying and oiling my body. His deft fingers didn't miss a single piece of skin. Taking time to eat my ass as he slicked me up. He was hungry too. He feasted.

He enjoyed breathing in the scent of my pussy as he fed. Drinking enthusiastically from my thigh. As soon as his head touched the pillow once full. His deep ocean-toned eyes closed for good. I stared at his face. Just trying burn his features in my mind. It was mere minutes before I fell asleep right along with him.

Inside my dreams, I felt arms wrap possessively around me. Vivid dreams can be a symptom of drinking the blood of a vampire. Inside this one, I was being held and fed on by none other than Eric. His large body bent over mine. He was shirtless. His back muscles rippled as he held me in his arms.

I noticed a rather large bulge in his pants. Dream Eric released me from his clutches and laid me down on a bed of corpses. A present for me. He fucked me animalisticly. The noises we made sounded inhuman. Once done he happily fed me slices of human flesh and grapes. Wine poured across my breasts. Eric lapped it up before he fed on my nipple. Suckling from my tit like a babe. The scene was oddly reminiscent of earlier today. Of when I tasted his blood.

I awoke from the nightmare. My flesh was warm and slick from sweat. Thankfully Bill was still asleep. My tossing and turning hadn't woke him. I climbed out of bed and padded out to the tv room and slept on the couch. It was cooler here. I hadn't noticed the stormy gray eyes watching my chest rise and fall. A plotting smile curled across their face before leaving. No dreams found me again. Just rest.