When I awoke Eric had left me. I sighed, the pillow next to me still held his scent. Sickly and honey-ish but beautiful. I curled into a tight ball. The autumnal daylight was seeping through my window, I knew this day would definelty be a hard one but for the time being I just wanted to be warm and cosy. I didn't want to even have to think about all the garish things I had seen the night before. It might have only been last night but I seemed like it ways years and years ago. I just wanted to stay where I was but it seemed a certain Mr Calvin Norris had some different ideas in mind. I felt his fuzzy shifter mind approach my front door. Sadly you can't rescind an initiation with shifters like you can with vampires. But to be honest on a scale of one to ten shifters were about four on the 'impending beings' register. Calvin's large ruddy hands knocked on my door three times. I hefted myself out of bed and limped sluggishly towards the door. My leg was beginning to hurt again, looks like I'd need to be sending Amelia out for another dozen packs of paracetomol, speaking of Amelia, where the hell was my magical roomie. I rolled my eyes, what happened to leaving a note when you left ? I undid the dead-bolt and without looking through my peephole, opened to damaged door.

" Calvin." I said in greeting, I tiredly waved a hand for him to come in. He looked a tad, apprehensive about being in my house alone. What must he think of me ?

"Sookie, are you feeling any better ?" Calvin took a seat on one of the old couch's. I reached for the last pill on the end table. I'd had to take too many of these little fella's in my time with the vampires so I could just swallow them straight out. Calvin fit right in with his surroundings but he wasn't comfortable. I decided it'd probably be better if I didn't scan his brain. Sometimes it's nicer to be blissfully unaware of the bad news than to know every detail before it's told to you.

" Does it really look like I am Calvin ?" I asked him wearily. " Last night my brother attacked me for some un-known reason, I have a chunk of my memory missing and I'm black and blue all over, now tell me does that seem alright to you?" I looked at him aggressively. He seemed to shrink a bit under the power of anger in my glare.

" Well, um, sorry 'bout that." He looked at his lap. I nodded, fully aware he wouldn't see it.

" So, how is my brother." I spat out the word brother. As far as I was concerned he was no relation of mine.

"Jason is very ill, the night he attacked, well it wasn't his choice." Calvin looked at me and took a pause, I raised my eyebrows for him to continue. "He was taking V." That right there shocked me, my brother was taking vampire blood, illegally.

"Are you serious?" I asked my voice quavering.

" Yes, he took a vial in Fangtasia and he left right before, you know, The Thing." Calvin looked at me sheepishly. I knew he meant The Thing I couldn't remember. I just let it go.

" It's addictive to everyone but it has some really bad effects on us shifters." Calvin's expression turned grave. I put my head in my hands. I really didn't need this now.

"What about the ear in my sink?" I sighed. I made level eye contact with him. Easier to spot the lie.

"Well you'll be pleased to know it wasn't Jason's." Pleased, yeah, right.

"It doesn't matter if it was his or not. He put it there." I said, seeing red.

"How do you know?" Calvin was suddenly more alert.

"I just do Calvin." I'm not sure if I was telling the truth or not. But sometimes I get really strong feelings about good stuff. It makes me think that maybe I'm more than just telepathic. I just wanted Calvin to leave me alone. Sure my brother might've been under the influence of drugs but he still attacked me. He could've killed me. Calvin could tell that I just wanted to be left alone. He started looking at his watch.

"There is going to be a kind of judgement of Jason at midnight tonight." He paused, " I'd like it if you were there, you can bring your vampire or Sam, we'd prefer Sam but if you feel the need for protection then a collie isn't going to help you much." I could tell that this advice was definelty 'off the record'. I nodded and showed him to the door.

" I'll be there tonight, but after yesterday don't be surprised if I leave before the final judgement." I closed the door. I heard him walk to his car. He drove away. The first tear fell from my eye. I slid against the door. My head fell into my hands, I started sobbing uncontrollably. I saw a small piece of lined paper under the mat. I reached over and tugged it. It came out easily. It read :

Jason,

If you get this letter it means that I've got my memory back and you are no longer missing. I write this to you in your sister's bedroom. She is asleep. She looks so, amazing when she is sleeping. I love her Jason I really do. I've put this in my desk at Fangtasia. I hope that by the time I re-remember myself that I'll look in my desk and find the letter. I wrote one to both of us. My one just tells me how much I love her. This me asking you permission. I want to marry her. Well I do now. I know that these feelings are true because the witch that be-spelled me said that I would go to the one I loved. I will always want to marry her, Jason. So what do you say. If you can tell me as soon as possible. I've addressed this already. I got it from Sookie's phone book. Hopefully I won't doubt myself and look inside. My letter to myself should explain everything to me.

Yours,

Eric Northman.

My heart stopped I couldn't breath. Eric had asked me to marry him. I'd said yes ? Jason, who was on V at the time had been at fangtasia that night, he'd found out, Eric said he'd left before anything happened. Oh shit. I'm engaged. Well where the hell was my diamond ring?

A.N. Finally, that took me just under two days to churn out. It didn't end how I'd planned but I loved the idea of Eric planning for his future because it's so out of character.

B.