After he left me to dry off and get changed I had another look in the mirror to see my face, it was as normal as it could be, no fangs, bright eyes and I wasn't pale either. I sighed and walked out to my bedroom and layed down under the fresh silk covers that Sam had put on for me and shivered at the thought of that man from this morning. Sam came in with two cups of coffee and I sat up when he gave me mine, taking small sips.
"You alright?" Sam asked.
"For now. Shouldn't you get back to work?"
"Nah, Sookie's holding the fort with Quinn, so I can stay and make sure no one else tries to kill you."
"Again."
"Again." He agreed.
After I finished my coffee I layed down with Sam's arms around me, he kissed my forehead and I fell to sleep worn out from the days unexpected surprises. I was thankful that while I slept I didn't have any nightmares at all, which for me is strange. But I did wake up around two thirty in the morning by footsteps. Sam had rolled over on his side away from me now, so as quietly as I could I got out of bed and went into the living room. The footsteps stopped as mine did and I gathered the thought that maybe the man from yesterday morning had called a friend before coming in the house. The footsteps picked up again and came straight towards me as they stopped again a light flicked on and there stood a tall muscular brown haired man, he had eyes as dark as his hair and he didn't grin or pull out a weapon.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why must you always get better? I may be a messenger but im not like my brother, the one you killed."
"He tried to kill me!" I protested.
"I know the plan was to kill you, but you bet him to it. I'm surprised you lasted as long as you did. Then you killed my masters' brother, Matthew Winters, why oh why must you have your ways dear?"
"What on earth do you mean?"
"You either have back up or you don't get killed. It's really annoying that. And here I thought I was coming to talk to a little girl, but you're not like the person I thought I was coming to meet. No, you have had vampire blood flow through your system!"
"How did you know that?" I asked.
"Hun, my masters' brother bleed ont- I mean into you. He was over 1000 years of age but younger then Eric."
"Out."
"Fine but all im saying is, you'll get what's coming."
