Chapter 5:

Day 10:

I wake from a restless sleep. I had dreamed that Eric was laying here with me, holding me telling me everything would be ok. He tried to consoled me, telling me that we would find a way to be together again.

Since I had the bond removed, I know these dreams are of my own making and not created by his blood. I truly dreamed about him with my own free will. Which only makes me regret having the bond remove even more.

My sweet, loving Viking held me, caressed me with loving hands, saying goodbye and explaining things to me just like he did in the letter.

It breaks my heart. He was the one for me too. I was so afraid to tell him. So afraid to love him, the way I wanted to. Everyone one I love dies, leaves me or betrays me. I thought if I didn't say the words, that somehow it would protect him, keep him safe and with me. Clearly I was wrong. Losing Eric, has been a rude wake up call for me.

Why do I think this way. What cause me to be this way? I guess maybe the reason, stems from what has happened to me, in my life. First it was my parents who died and left me. Then Grandpa died. Then Aunt Linda died of cancer and Gran was murdered. Uncle Bartlet abused me. Then Hadley became a drug addict, stole from Gran, disappeared and sold me out to the Queen. Bill lied to me, used me, raped me and betrayed me. And Claudine died trying to protect me. Everyone leaves me in the end.

It is not really a surprise, that I have such a hard time trusting Eric with my heart. After what happened with Bill I was devastated. But the straw that broke the camel's back, was when Eric woke up not remembering our time together. That was what truly broke me. I had tried so hard no to open my heart to him. But how could I not. He was sweet, kind and unjaded by life. He listened to me with rabid attention. We had fun and laughed together. He even stood up for me, in a room full of Sups. To him I was not just some human or crazy Sookie. I was his Sookie. I felt loved, understood and truly alive for the first time in my life. But then having him suddenly return to his normal self... Where he talked to me, like I was just some common girl he lusted after. After lossing him like that, it truly and deeply broke my heart. The conversations, the kindness and intmatacy we shared, was gone. Completely gone. As if it never happened at all. It was as if it was nothing more but a fading dream, existing only in my mind.

Since then, I was always afraid he would leave me just like everyone else I ever loved. After all he did leave me once, what would stop him from leaving again.

Now he really has, left me.

But he left me not because he died or because he wanted to. But because of a stupid contract. A stupid contract made by his sexually abusive, controlling, finally dead maker. If it wasn't for that stupid contract, he would have never left me. He wanted me for eternity. I sigh. At least now I know, why I have abandonment issues and can try to avoid falling into the same pit falls.

I have to figure out a way to get him back. I do not think I can make it living the next 100 days without him, forget the next one hundred years. But what can I do? I am just a human, with a dash of fairy and a telepath quirk. I have no powers to help in a fight.

I stare off into nothing, hoping a helpful thought would hit me.

I take his letter and lovingly place it in the box where I keep the other keepsakes of our relationship. I paw through the box touching each memento fondly, remembering where each item came from. There were the bullets he took for me in Dallas, when he shielded me with his own body. All the letters and invites he sent me over the years. Even the party invite for Dracula night is in there. I caress each item, remember the times, we spent together. After what feels like a few minutes, but truly could have been hours, I but everything back in the box and close the lid. If I want to come up with a plan, I can't sit here living in the past.

I head to the bathroom to prepare for the day. I shower, brush my hair and teeth. I don't really feel like doing anything, but I know I must keep going. This problem would not solve it self and clearly Eric was all out of options.

I dress in comfortable jeans and one of Eric's old T shirts. He had left at my house, a few weeks back, when he had to leave in a rush. It still just barely smells of him. I breath it in and let his smell comfort me for a moment. Wearing his shirt, helps me to feel closer to him.

I know, I need to look presentable today, just in case any unwanted sups show up. Even if I am not in the mood to deal with them.

I head over to my jewelry box and pull out the pendant that Mr. C gave me. It looks like a white snow flake, sprinkled with white diamonds. I dig in my jewelry box to find a silver chain, so I can wear it around my neck. The chain was my Grans. I remember the story about it well.

Gold was really expensive at the time and the law said each person was only allowed one gold item. Since my grandparents wedding bands were gold, that was their one item. The government was buying up gold at the time, to fill up Fort knox, attempting to strengthen the economy. So my Grandpa could not afford gold and wasn't allowed to buy it. Because of this law, most jewerely at the time was made of silver, causing the price of silver to go up as well. So Grandpa took some extra side jobs. He saved a little money here and there for months, to buy a silver chain for her birthday. She used to tell me the story behind it, everytime she put the necklace on. She deeply loved my Grandpa and love to relive her memories of him. She felt it kept her memory of him alive. So she would recount stories of their past, to her grandchildren,every chance she would get.

I put the pendant on the chain and place it around my neck. Then I hide it under my shirt. I don't want anyone to see it and find a way to counteract its magic. I hope this will work to protect me from spells like Mr C said.

I head to the kitchen and make some coffee. Then I dig around in the Frig, until I find what I need to make biscuits and gravy. While I am cooking, I am thinking over what Eric said in his letter.

He said that he left me the money so I could move, hire guards, hire witches to cast protection wards or hire an army.

Let me think about the first item. Should I move? I really don't think I need to move at the moment. But too many Sups know where I live, which is a large risk. This is evident by all the unwanted Sup visitors, always showing up at my house. There are others Sups who don't know where I live. But they can easily look me up in the phonebook or simply ask anyone in town. Everyone knows where I live and humans don't know when to keep their mouth shut. Right now, there are a lot of different Sups after me. I am sure more will be after me in the future. If I moved it would be harder for them to find me. At least for a while.

But I don't want to leave Grans house. It's all I have left of her and it's my home. Not to mention all my wonderful memories with Eric. I will never be able to look at my shower the same way again.

I glance at the fireplace and I can see a ghost of us laying together, talking and laughing. I shake myself out the memory.

Moving might be a good idea. But I don't think such drastic action is yet called for. I am hoping that most Sups will lose interest in me, once they know I am off the baby maken market.

Besides, if I move before letting everyone know, about my operation, they will continue to hunt for me. They might even try to kidnap me and possibly try to rape me. They could do all this, before I even got the chance to tell them, I was no longer fertile. No, if I let everyone know before moving, it would cut down the number of Sups after me.

Not to mention, having less people after me, would raise my chances of staying hidden for the long haul. So I need to inform Alcide, Claude and Dermot as well as Bill and Felipe. So moving would be a bad idea, until I let everyone know. But once everyone knows, this could be a good idea.

I wonder if a witch can use a spell to magically move my house to another location. That is something to think about for later.

Then in his letter he suggested hiring body guards. But where could I find one? Tray is dead. Bubba and Pam are not allowed near me and the Long Tooth pack wants me to be their Packmasters baby mama. Then the Fae either think I should either die for being a halfbreed or used to make an army of fairies, immune to lemon and iron, while keeping their spark.

Who does that leave? Hiring guards from another realm, like that King did back in Rhodes? How could I even hire one? I remember them saying you needed a witch to summon them. I wonder if Amelia or Octavia could perform the spell?

Which then brings me to the Witches wards and Amelia. I don't truly know if I can trust her anymore. Who knows if the wards she put up, are even still there. She could have removed or changed them, the last time she was here.

They always say hind sight is 20/20. Looking back, I realize I let my fear get in the way of Love and my common sense. I find it kinda odd, how gun hoe Amelia was about ending our bond. She understood how I felt about Eric. I was just hurt and confused by my past and my insecurity's. I mean, my mind still has a hard time believeing that Eric loves a girl like me. But my heart knows the truth and it had always known. I just had a server case of denial. She knew my past, my issues and how I felt about him, but she did it anyway.

She didn't even truly; try to talk me out of it. And believe me when she really wants to talk me out of something, she won't shut up or give up. She screams it over and over again in her head, until I feel like my head is fixing to explode. She really didn't much effort into to change my mind. Not like she had in the past. It felt like she was putting on a show. That should have been a giant red flag right there. Then moments after the bond was broken, she ran out to a bar and went shooting off her mouth to anyone who would listen. She practically told every sup in the bar, in her supposedly drunken state. Then she had the audacity to invited Alcide into my house and bed. Naked…. Maybe, someone got to her. Did someone pay her too remove the bond? Or maybe this is how she was repaying me, for her losing Tray? Loss of Love, for loss of Love? I don't think I can trust her anymore or her words or wards.

But Octavia was always a good friend to me. Plus since she is older, she is more set in her ways. She would not be as easy swayed by power, money or revenge. I should call her and ask her to come stay with me for a few days and check on my wards. Maybe she could even teach me how to make a few and how to reinforce them. After what happened with Thing 1 and Thing 2, I would like to extend the wards out to cover my whole property. But I will have to make sure to check her mind, to make sure she is not in on anything.

I pull the biscuits out of the oven and turn off the gravy. I am not really all that hungry right now. Cooking is just very calming for me and helps me think. Its something I used to do with Gran, when I had a bad day.

I walk over to my phone book and look up Octavia. I dial her number.

"Hello"

"Hey Octavia, its Sookie."

"Oh, Sookie dear, it is nice to hear from you."

"How are you? Life been treat'n you well?"

"Well, as well as my old bones could expect… I heard about the contract and what happened to your marriage. I am so sorry Sookie. Do you need me? I can come down and visit you for a while. Even if you seem to be handling it, better then I thought you would. I know how deeply you cared for him. Even if you denied it at every turn."

I sniffle into the phone.

"I can't believe Amelia went against my wishes and broke your bond. I told that girl not to do it. But she did it anyway. I told her there was real love there and real love was not to be tampered with. I am so sorry, I could not talk her out of it. But with the way things turned out, perhaps it was for the best."

I let a few sobs over take me.

"Oh my sweet girl."

"Octavia…. Could.. you.. come.. and stay with me?" I take one or two cleaning breaths to calm myself, before I am able to continue.

"I could use your help and I need a sounding board. I have so many questions. I don't know what I should do. I keep going over the options in my head. But I am not sure. I could really use your guidance." She wasn't Gran, but she wasn't far behind. I could use her comfort and life experience.

"No problem Sookie dear. I will back a few bags, call my daughter to let her know I am going out of town and be on my way. My new husband is away visiting his mother for a few weeks, so I would be more than happy to keep you company for a while. Do you need me to refresh any of your wards? Should I bring any supplies?"

"Thank you! Thank you so much! You are a god send! I would really like you to check and reinforce my wards. I am worried they are no longer there. I was wondering if you would be willing to teach me a few protective wards, I could do myself. Plus I was hoping to talk to you about a few other spells."

"Ok, so I will pack anything that is rare or hard to find in Shreveport. I will catch the first grey hound into town. I will see you tomorrow. I must go, I have things to prepare."

"I will have a ticket waiting for you at the station, under your name. Thank you so much Octavia."

"Think nothing of it. You are like a daughter to me. At times you have been more of a daughter to me, then my own flesh and blood." Click.

I take another deep cleansing breath. At least reinforcements will be her soon. I really could use the help.

I get a fresh cup of coffee and sit down at the table to think things through again. I really should have started thinking about these things years ago. Instead I put them on the back burner and ran away from them. I am starting to see that Eric was right that one night. That night we were on our way home, after saving Bill. We were attacked at a gas station and found my house full of weres. I had been raped and drained by Bill, on that trip. Eric thought I was running away from my problems, by getting riding with him home. But he really couldn't blame me, after what Bill did to me. Plus Eric was alway opertunistic, he did not want to pass up the chance, to bring me over to his way of thinking. Looking back, I do avoid and run away from things. I am sure it is not healthy behavior. If I addressed everything earlier, then maybe things in my life might not have snow balled.

Ok, what else was in the letter. Oh yes the army he spoke of. He said that he could not kill Fredya, nor could he trade favors or hire someone else to do it. But he also said that he is not required to defend her either. Does that mean he wants me to hire an army and go after Fredya. Was he just giving me the idea, since he could not request it and was prevented by the contract from doing so himself? But how exactly could I hire a Sup army? How could I do it, without alerting Felipe and Fredya of my plans? Sups love to gossip. They could find out, before I even finished hiring the first person. Maybe Mr. C would know. But would he be willing to tell me? Would telling me, put him and his Daintha at risk?

If I was able to find and build an army, then who would lead it? Me? I am only a mostly human, part fairy, Telepath. What do I know about wagging war and battle strategy? I have never planned a full out war, all on my own. I might come up with a few good ideas here and there, but I always had Eric's battle experience to count on. The little I do know, is from studying the civil war with Gran. The only strategy's I can think of off the top of my head, is element of surprise. Who knows if that would work? I will have to let this idea float around my mind for a while and think on it further later.

By now I am starting to get a bit hungry, so I grab a plate and sit down to eat. I noticed today that all the soreness seems to be gone from my surgical site. Once I am finished eating I clean up and put everything away. I notice some lights flashing on my answering machine. I didn't notice it earlier, when I was speaking to Octiva. Nor I do remember hearing it ringing at all last night.

I hit play.

"Little Girl, I sent a nurse by with the package we spoke about. She instructed me she hid it in a box on your front porch. Since you refused to answer the door." Click. She hung up. She sounded slightly more annoyed than usual, which is saying a lot.

I don't remember someone knocking on my door last night. I must have been really out of it, after reading Eric's letter.

So I head out to my front porch and find the paper bag hidden in a box. I bring it in the house and place it on the kitchen table. I carefully open the bag, knowing what it contains. Inside is a large sealed glass container, fill with some kind of liquid. Upon closer inspection I see to two ovaries floating around in it.

Well if this does not prove it, nothing will. I take the glass container and carefully place on the lazy Susan, that sits in the middle of my kitchen table. Then I dispose of the bag.

I end up staring at the container lost in thought.

A while later, I hear a knock at the front door. I look through the window and see Daintha. Mr. C's surviving niece.

"Hey Daintha, would you like to come in?"

"HeySookie. Howyoubeen. Iamsorrytohearaboutyouanderic."

"Thanks."

"Unclesentmeherewithapackageforyou. Mustgetgoing. Niceseeingyou." Then she was out the door in a flash. Apparently sups are not good with in person etiquette either.

I close the door and look down at the package I am holding.

I walk into the kitchen and sit down. I stare at the package for a moment wondering what it could be. I feel magic covering the package, protecting its contents. I gently shake it around in my hands, wondering what it could be, before opening it. Inside I find a letter, debit cards, what looks like a spell, a pass port, driver license, birth certificate and Social Security card, all in another name. Plus what appears to be a pair of contact lenses and some black permaent hair dye. It is everything I would need to go into hiding and to become another person. I open the enclosed letter.

Sookie,

Eric informed me, that at some point you may need or choose to run. So he had me set up some accounts in overseas banks and dummy corporations. This way all of your transactions will be untraceable. He also had me purchase a few propterties, in area's he thought you might need or like to hide. They are owned a few dumby corporations, to make them harder to track. The list of properties is included in this package.

He also requested that I get a new identity for you. I just received these documents last night and sent Daintha to deliver them to you. No one knows about your new identity except for myself and the person who made the documents. I had him spelled into silence.

This package has been magically warded to be opened only by you and is cloaked. To keep the documents safe from prying eyes, simple reinsert the contents back into the package. The ward on the package is still in effect and makes it so only you can see it or access its contents. Even with the tape removed and the box open, the ward is still intacted. This will help to protect your new identity, until you decide to use it.

To use all the documents you would need to change your appearance. Everyone will be looking for a sweet smelling blond, with blue eyes. So you will need to change your hair color and eye color. I enclosed a box of black hair dye. This way the purchase of it will not be easyly traced back to you and avaiable at a seconds notice if you need it. I had black hair listed on your papers and had a photo altered of you, for your pass port. I have also included brown contact lenses. Since brown eyes is a common color, it will keep you from sticking out.

Before you depart, you will need to use the enclosed masking spell. You just light a candle, read it out loud and blow out the candle once you have finished. This spell will mask your scent, so no one can track you. It will also protect you in the future, from garnering the attention of new vampires with your smell. While on the run, you will need to redo the spell at least once a month, to keep it from wearing off.

Mr. Cataliades

I insert all the items back into the package and hide it in the back of my closet. I don't know if I will use it. But it definitely nice to know it's there. It doesn't hurt to keep it, just in case.

My thoughtful, smart Viking strikes again. I wonder when he started to plan all this. I was worried, how I was going to stay hidden if I had to run. Now I have everything I would need, if I choose to do so. Eric truly does think of everything.

I decide to go back to the kitchen and work on my plan some more.

Getting out the same piece of paper, I used last night, I review what I have and what I do not think will work as a wish.

No turning Eric and or I human. No wishing away the contract. No wishing Hadley kept her mouth shut. No wishing Bill away. What else is there?

Maybe I am thinking about this the wrong way. Instead of thinking about changing the past, in need to think about changing my future. What do I really wish for me and my future?

I wish that Eric was still here with me and we were together.

I wish I could defend myself from all Sups, so Eric did not have to work so hard to protect me and so he does not constantly have to put himself and others in danger.

Wait a minute. I wish I could defend myself from all Sups. That sounds like a good wish. It could give me the power I need, to fight and kill Fredya and Felipe. I smile.

Then I would not be such a weakness to Eric. Other Sups think would not think I would be so easy to take and control. How would be the best way to word it? ….

I wish had the power to defend myself from all sups. That sounds like a good start, but leaves me open to many unforeseen problems. Mmm.

I wish I had the power to defend myself from all sups and the knowledge of all of their laws, polics and customs.

That sounds slightly better. But still not it.

Who knew making a wish would be so hard and complicated. But I know I must get this right. Unlike with a genie lamp, I only get one wish.

I wish I had the powers and abilities of all Sups and knowledge of all their customs, without any of their weakness.

Now I am starting to get somewhere. But do I need to be specific about which powers I want and which weakness I don't want. Do I need to name each Sup group?

So I try again.

I wish I had the power and knowledge of all Sups, without any of their weakness so I can protect myself and the ones I love.

I think the previous one was better. But what do I want and what do I not want? Hmmm. Maybe I should make a list.

What I want:

I want the powers of a vampire: strength, speed, glamour ability, healing ability, immortality, lack of ageing and fangs. I want to know all the battle strategies, fighting techniques and political knowledge of Eric, without removing or changing him or his knowledge, in any way by doing this. Plus the innate knowledge of how to use and control these powers immediately.

What I don't want:

*I don't want to have to die to get these powers or have a maker to lord over me.

Ok What else.

*I want to be able to go out in the sun without being burned.

*I want to be able be awake during the day without getting the bleeds.

*I want to have a heartbeat, eat and drink normal food, as well as blood. But with no allergy to silver.

*I don't want to be able to die by staking or beheading.

*To have the spell knowledge, spell castinging, sheilding and teleporting ability of Fairies without the allergy to lemon or iron. I don't want to increasing my fairy smell or changing the taste of my blood.

*To have spell knowledge and casting ability of witches. And be able to see any spells cast and how to counter act them if I choose.

*To be able to shoot fire out of my hands like a demon, without any of their weakness.

*I want a working knowledge of all sup rules, rites and rituals.

*I want to be able to hear all sups with my telepathy, but have total control. I want to be able to turn it on and off like a light switch, with little effort.

I want all this and to know how to use all powers and knowledge correctly, without practice or training. End of wish.

Wow, I am on a roll now. Ok this is sounding pretty good so far. I will have to think about it a bit more and make sure I didn't forget to protect myself from anything or add anything else that could help us. Maybe I can go over it with Octavia. She might know something about using wishes safely. Plus this a long wish. Will it be allowed. Is there a word limit or a special way I have to say it? Should I think of a way to condense it?

Should add the ability to fly to it? It seems to be helpful to Eric in the past. But maybe the teleportation will be enough? As I am pondering this thought, I hear a knock on the door.

I lower my shields so I can read this person's mind. It is Alcide.

Then I walk to the door to answer it.

"Hey Sookie, I had not heard back from you, so I thought I would stop by and see if you are still upset with me about the other day."

I must add her to the pack, we need a new shaman. Our children would be strong and powerful. She would be a good respectable wife for a pack master.

I invite him in and lead him to the kitchen. He takes a seat at the table.

I can't say I am the least bit surprised by what I am hearing from his head. Although I knew it was coming and was expecting it, it still saddens and angers me.

"So how you doing Sook. I heard about your blood sucker leaving town to marry some queen." Yeah I bet you did.

I wonder if that spell Amelia gave me will work? She says it will make her hotter than an egg on a sidewalk on a hot summer day. Whatever the hell that means. I just have to pour a few drops into her drink. She says it will make her fertile as well.

"The blood suckers name is Eric and I have been getting by just fine, for your information." I say trying to contain my anger. He was planning to drug me and date rape me!

I wonder if she will offer me a drink? Maybe if I ask for one, she will get one for herself as well. Then I can add a few drops to her drink. If I impregnate her first, the Prince and King say I get to keep her.

"Hey Sook could I get a drink, its really hot outside. I hadn't had a drink, since I left for the drive over."

Fall for it, fall for it, Fall for it.

"Of course Alcide." I say in my sweetest voice as I get him a glass of sweet tea and one for myself. Trying hard to pretending I am not hearing everything that is going on in his head. Only I am not going to fall for it. If anyone will fall for it will be him. I am glad Eric bought me some silver shells, for the shot gun I keep behind the water heater.

"Thanks." I hand him the glass and sit down beside him at the table. He gives me a charming smile. Like that will somehow make up for his plans for me.

"Actually there was something I wanted to talk to you about. See I recently became aware of the requests others, have been making to Eric, to use me for breeding purposes."

"Yeah?" He says this with, a fake dumb founded expression on his face, like he doesn't know what I am talking about.

How does she know about that? No she can't, she must be bluffing to try and get info out of me. If she doesn't drink this spelled elixir, I may have to force it down her throat. No I will only do that, if I can't get her to go out with me or sleep with me. I do have standards. I just need to uncap this bottle, so when she looks away I can add a few drops. Quietly, Quietly. Don't attract attention to the . Now, now!

I see him add a few drops in my drink, from the corner of my eye.

Now I am starting to get really mad. He added it to my drink and was planning to force it down my throat! The nerve of him! I need to put an end to this now.

"Since I no longer have Eric to protect me, I had to take some drastic actions to protect myself. To stop others from using me to produce unwanted children and raping me to accomplish it, I had my ovaries remove." There I said it, lets see how he likes them apples.

He just sits there, clearly in shock. He is staring off into nothing, completely dumbfounded. Much like Sam did when I told him.

"You, you mutilated yourself! How could you do that Sookie? I don't believe you! How... I just don't believe it. What type of woman would do that to themselves." He grabs me by my arms, pulling me clean out of the chair and starts shaking me. After a few moments he throws me down into the chair. He throws me hard enough to almost knock me and the chair over. He sits back down with his face buried in his hands.

I take this moment to switch the tea glasses. Then I pick of the glass container with the ovaries in it. I place it in front of him on the table. He looks up to see what I put in front of him. His face shows even further disbelieveth. Then I lift my shirt and slightly lower the waist of my pants to display both scars.

Alcide stands up and runs a finger over each scar, as if touching it will some how explain things.

"Oh, I will tell you what type of woman." I say punching my finger into his chest with each point I make. I end up backing him into a corner, with a shocked look upon his face.

"A woman who does not want to be used by the supernatural community, as their personal baby maken machine. I woman who does not want to be raped by drugs, magic or forced to make children, she never wanted. A woman who does not want to ever bring children in this world, just for them to live in constant danger. Danger from the same sup community, who forced them into existence! Then have all the Sups think they have the right to use and abuse them, whenever they want for their ability's. No, this is no different than a woman getting her breasts remove, because she has a family has a history of deadly Breast cancer and she has the Breast Cancer gene. By doing this I am protecting myself, my body, my mind and the life I wish to live."

"The blood sucker made you do it. Didn't he. Since he couldn't have you no one would! I'll kill him!"

"No, the Blood sucker, did no such thing! Asshole! It was my choice to make! Which apparently was the right choice, since you have the nerve to sit here in my house, planning to us a spell from Amelia, to date rape me. Just get me pregant! Because in your mind, I would be force to marry you and give you a litter of puppies!"

Alcide looks at me in shock, that I could still read his mind so clearly without Eric's blood in my system. After all weres used to be hard for me to read, before vamps entered into my life. I guess my gift has just grow from use and experience.

"This is a choice, I should not have had to make! If it was not for my husband's Maker, who created a marriage contract that forced him to marry someone else or die. He would still be here with me right now! Loving me and protecting me! And I would still have my ovaries! It because of Sups like you that I had no choice! I had to have them remove them to protect myself!"

Alcide is shaking with equal parts shock and rage. Looking at me in disbelief.

"Eric was never in your way. You were in your own way. I would never spend my life with a man like you. You have used me and lied to me for use of my gift,just as much as the other Sups in my life! Then you have the nerve to judge my life choices! You're the Were version of Bill!"

Alcide lets out a menacing growl, then shifts. He tears straight out of the kitchen and through the house. Then jumps clear through the front window and takes off running into the woods at full speed. I pick up what is left of his clothes and though them without care out the door, onto the lawn. I making sure to lock the door behind me. Maybe that will keep him from coming back to bother me when he comes back to pick up his truck.

I walk back to the kitchen and notice the bottle on the floor. I pick it up. It must be the potion that Amelia gave to Alcide. I run to my bed room and hide it in the pack that Mr C gave me. Then I return to the front room to look at the broken window.

I sigh. Great. Because of another Sup with superiority complex, I have to replace yet another window. Yay me.