AUTHOR NOTE: This chapter contains sexual scenes-- Be aware of what you read

The Princess and the Sheriff

Chapter 8: Aftermath

The next night…

Lennie and Eric were alone in the hotel room. Godric had gone for a walk soon after waking. He seemed to need alone time right now. Neither of them argued with him. Lennie and Eric were supposed to be making plans. They were supposed to be talking, hammering out details; laying the ground work for where to go from here. Godric couldn't stay in Dallas; although Isabelle, the new Sheriff, had offered him a place in her nest. He wasn't inclined to take it. So it fell to Lennie, his main companion, to take care of the details. Despite her desire to plan with Eric, she found herself not quite focused. There was something off with her tonight.

The silence in Eric's hotel room was kept away by the soft music from the radio on the beside table. It seemed to be a steady stream of country woe-is-me songs. Sprinkled with the occiasional pop song. Lennie normally would have been able to identify each song and artist she heard; but tonight wasn't a good one for her. She knew Eric was also having a bad night. THey had ended up staring at one another for a long time after Godric left. Neither of them really knew what to make of this morning.

The music continued to play and they ended up standing at opposite ends of the room. Not that it was a big room; but it was enough.

"Okay," Eric stood up from the couch where he had sat the last few minutes. "It's settled then." He put his hands in his jeans pockes as he walked to the television. He was in the usual black jeans. A navy blue sweater covered his black undershirt. He faced away from her; his fingers toyed with the buttons on the television screen.

Lennie couldn't remember planning anything wiht him. Whatever he had decided he'd done it on his own.

"You'll have to run it by Godric," Lennie muttered, she was standing near the window.

She crossed her arms, pulling her long denim coat around her. Eric was across the room; he seemed to be struggling too.

"What's wrong with us tonight?" She asked lighlty.

Eric's gaze settled on her, she could feel it; he kept quiet.

"Do you think he'll agree to the move?" Eric finally asked.

She shrugged, she had no idea. "Whatever he decides; I'll agree to it. "

Lennie gazed down at the city around her. What the hell was wrong with her? She couldn't focus. It felt as though she was still sleeping; her mind hadn't woken with her tonight. Yet, she knew she was awake. The lights burned in a bright frozen mirage of civilization. She watched the humans move about on the sidewalks. The lyrics of whatever was playing reached her.

...I hope life treats you kind and I hope you all have you dreamed of....

I wish you joy and happiness....

But above all this, I wish you love...

...And I will always love you....I will always love you...

Lennie had to shake herself; there was no ominious warning in those lyrics...was there? This wasn't like her. She pressed ond hand against the glass of the window. She couldn't feel the cold surface under her palm; she couldn't feel anything in her chest, her heart didn't beat any more. If she had wanted to, she could have gone still. Unmoving, silent and completely still. Normally she didn't care about it, didn't think about anything like this.

Humans called this shock. Vampires didn't have a word for it. But tonight she found herself longing for something to make her feel. She needed strong arms to go around her and tell her she was okay.

Eric's presence wrapped around her a moment before his hands slid across her shoulders. He removed the coat from her body; tossing it aside. Lennie looked up questioningly as he pulled her into his arms. His lips softly covered her mouth; while his hands gripped her arms. His grip was strong; had she been human, he would have crushed her. As it was, he just held her very tightly. The kiss broke, the slightest of spaces between them. She stared into his blue eyes and didn't recognize the expression in them. His eyes were clouded with emotions. With...fear...she realized. He had the look of a desperate, questioning man on his face.

Lennie reached up with both her hands, capturing either side of his face. She was considerably shorter then he was; even with high heels on. But tonight, he seemed to be the smaller one of the two. Gone was the large, powreful Viking warrior. The man who stood before her was uncertain; he was lost.

She understood his reaction. She'd felt the same way weeks ago; when Godric had told her of his plans. Lennie put her arms around Eric's neck. Gently, one large hand caressed her cheek in a loving motion. His gaze was intense; searching. She held his gaze; not blinking or looking away. He seemed to need her focus; uninterupeted, unwavering. He pushed that one hand into her hair; desperate to run his fingers through it.

When he kissed her, it was passionate as only Eric could make it. She held onto him. At this moment; she was vunerable to anything Eric wanted to do. And what he did was exactly what she had needed. They both had needed this. Love-making wasn't just for humans; and on this night; they both found the comfort that had elluded them earlier. With each kiss, caress and motion they made; it helped each of them of the feel better.

The radio played on; masking the soft sounds they made.

Neither of them had a sense of how long they had been in bed. Lennie found hersel laying on her side, one arm tucked under her head, the other was draped around Eric's hips. He lay facing her, his position mirrored hers, except he had his head propped up in one hand, elbow resting on the pillow. The fingertips of his left hand drifted lazily across her thigh, making winsome patterns.

She smiled softly at the light tickelish sensations. She watched his face. Eric's short blonde hair was ruffled around his face. There was no gel in it right now. It fell around his face like nature had wanted. The light blonde silk of his hair was beautiful against his white skin. His blue eyes were soft; their color richer with the blonde hair falling across his forehead.

Their gazes met and he smiled; a soft curl of lips. "What are you thinking?" He asked.

Lennie reached out a hand and caressed the great expanse of his left shoulder. "You are so beautiful. I like being here, with you, just laying here."

He leaned down, lighlty kisisng her lips. "Well, we did just finish vigorous physical activity. And everyone knows you should rest after each set."

She laughed softly, her arms going around his neck. Eric rested his head on her chest; his arms sliding under her back. He lay atop, gently holding her. Silence fell between them as the radio played another song. Eric lifted his head at the country song that came on. He reached over her muttering in Old Swedish and slapped at the machine. Static hissed and voices garbled, eventually the sounds of techno came on and he returned to resting on her. Both arms wrapped around her again.

Lennie caressed one hand through his short hair, the other lay on his huge, wide back. He was massive compared to her, yet somehow this position worked. It was incredibly comfortble for her to hold him. She loved the feeling of his body against hers. Eric was all muscle and strength; yet he was incredibly gentle and tender when he made love to her. Even now, as they just lay together, he was tender. Careful of how he lay on her. he had take one hand and was caressing her hand was relaxed, the motion was unconscious.

Eric spoke, his head resting on her chest, "Do you think he'll like Shreveport?"

Lennie hadn't realized that's what he had decided earlier. "Do you really think it's wise to take him to your territory?"

"No one will bother him. He can have the quiet he needs." Eric muttered, lifting his head, gazing at her face. "What are you worried about?"

"Sophie-Anne," Lennie muttered.

Eric was quiet for a while, he settled his head back down. "It's possible she might have a problem with it."

Bringing Godric into your territory might make her feel threatened." Her hand on his back absently rubbed the muscles under his skin. She wasn't thinking about it.

He shook his head, "I'll deal with her."

Lennie frowned at that. Eric was old, he was powerful. But this was the Queen of Louisiana. He thought he could handle her? She shook her head; no, this was something for her to handle.

Eric lifted his head, "I'm hungry."

"Same." The brush with sunlight this morning had hit her hard; she was in need of blood.

He lifted himself up on his arms, turning, he slid of the bed. He stood up; the multi-colored glow of the skyline washed over his naked body. The muscled planes of his tall, powerful body were devestatingly reminded her of a Heathen, wild, god of the darkness. Lennie shook herself. She really was hungry tonight. She wasn't this doe-eyed about Eric's beauty.

He moved around the room; getting dressed. They had thrown their clothes around in the rush to be naked. Lennie watched him. Enjoying the lingering moments of his nakedness. Eric glanced over at her, feeling her gaze. He smiled slowly, his eyes sparked with teasing. He blurred across the room; she gasped as he appeared on top of her. Hands on either side of her head; legs straddled her.

"You're very content all of a sudden." He said gently. "Still recovering?"

Laughter bubbled out of her, she smoothed her hands through his hair. It was like heavy, cool silk throug her fingers. He leaned down and kissed her thoroughly.

"We should order in," He said. "I'm not inclined to let you leave just yet."

She arched a brow, "What's with you?" Her tone was light, tinged with joy.

He shrugged his huge shoulders, "I just like having you around."

"Ah," She rested her hands on his forearms; they felt like rock under hands. "So...this will continue in Shreveport then?"

He regarded her; before he could answer, there was a knock at the door. "Eric?"

Lennie frowned at the sound of Sookie Stackhouse in the hallway. Lennie shoved Eric back, not being gentle. He rolled to the side, she stood up.

"You had to do it," She shook her head; gathering her clothes in her arms.

There was another knock, "Eric? It's Sookie."

Lennie pulled on her short denim skirt. As she went to the door, she tugged on her purple t-shirt. Eric appeared in front of the door, grabbing her hand. She glared up at him. He gave the slightest shake of his head.

"Lennie, it's not like that." He whsipered, the human wouldn't hear him. "It's...it's political."

"Bullshit," She snapped, "This is because she's something other then just human and Bill has her. It's not politics. I know you better then that."

He shook his head again, "I need her on my side, Lennie. The queen and Bill..." He stopped short.

Lennie frowned, "The Queen and Bill what?"

He stared at her, his eyes showed his thoughts. Lennie wasn't stupid, she didn't miss the look he gave her. "They've got their own plans for her."

"I am trying to protect her, Lennie. Sookie is a...genuinely nice person. She's got a good heart." He touched her cheek lighlty, "We both know what will happen if Sophie-Ann and Bill get their way."

Lennie grit her teeth for a moment; how dare he stir those memories in her. She shook off his hand; pulling open the door. Sookie gasped, a hand going to her mouth, at the sight of them.

"Is this a bad time?" Sookie asked lighlty.

"I am going out." Lennie snapped, pushing around the blonde human. "If Godric comes back before I do, talk with him. It has to be his choice, Eric."

Lennie moved down the hallway; hands tucked behind her back. She studied her feet flexing her toes inside her boots. Her mind was still disorganized. And for Eric to go and wake those memories...? She was suddenly angry. He must have had a blonde moment.

Stepping off the elevator she crossed the lobby and walked outside. She could have taken a fang-banger in the lounge; but it turned her stomach to do that. Not only did they expect to get paid, they reminded her of left-over food. She preferred to drink from someone not already a pincushion. Perhaps it was the royal upbringing she had as a human; or perhaps she was just being fussy. But it she needed to get out of this place for a few minutes.

It didn't take long to find a bar that was full of willing men. Lennie didn't waste time tonight. She glamoured the first man who approached her; taking her fill, she put him to sleep. The walk back to the hotel gave her a chance to think. Now that she was feeling better; she could think clearly.

Eric's words lingered in her mind. He knew better then to remind her of Sophie-Ann. It been centuries long passed; since Godric and Eric had found her, dying because of Sophie-Ann. The bitch queen had taken Lennie prisioner when she was still a young vampire. She had enslaved Lennie with silver chains; she'd forced Lennie to drink contaminated blood. They hadn't known back then about Hepititis B. Lennie hadn't realized it was the blood that made her sick; that made her too weak to stop Sophie-Ann from hurting her.

It hadn't been until Godric and Eric found her, brought her back to health, that any of them had learned about it. Godirc had said he'd seen it before in his travels. But they didn't have the science then, to figure it out. ERic had been set on killing Sophie-Ann. She wasn't queen then; but she did have powerful friends. Godric was just beginning his plans for peace between humans and vampires. He hadn't wanted a war to break out. But he had gone to Sophie-Ann. Her Maker had confronted the woman on his own. To this day, Lennie had no idea what he had done or said. Not even Eric knew. But whatever it was, he had become feared through out the vampire world. And for centuries that fear held the other vampires at bay from ever trying to strong arm Lennie or Godric, ever again.

To this day the vampires feared Godric; but their new power in this open lifestyle, had made them arrogent, cocky. Their once reverant respect of Godric had dewindled. Her Maker had not embraced this new world like the others had. As a result, they veiwed him with critical eyes. Calling him backward, foolish and others-but until last night, with Nan-the vampires had never openly mocked him. They whisper about his plans for peace, but theystill feared and respected him too much to interfere.

Lennie knew the queen well enough to know she would not let Godric stay, not for long anyway. Sophie-Ann would eventually come to Shreveport or send an envoy. She would bring war to Eric's territory, and all because Godric and Lennie were there. Sophie-Anne would make life miserable for all three of them. That wasn't something Lennie could allow. She had to think of a way to stop the queen; to ensure Godric could be left in peace.

She would have to discuss this matter with Godric. It might change his mind about settling in Shreveport. Her Maker deserved peace; he'd earned it a million times over. Bigger question for Lennie: If he did decide to pre-empt the queen and visit her first-would he send Lennie to do it? She hoped not; she had no inclination to ever be in Sophie-Anne's presence, ever again, so long as she lived.

**

Back at the hotel, she crossed the lobby. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Sookie. Lennie paused, at the sight of BIll standing next her. He had plans to hand her over to the queen. Lennie knew that Sookie wouldn't last long once he did that. And the human seemed to matter to Eric. Lennie shook her head; sstepped on the elevator and went up to Eric's room. Even from the elevator bay; before the doors opened; she could feel Godric's presence. Once the doors opened it spilled around her like a warm blanket against the cold. His presence wrapped her up and soothed her. Almost instantly her mind was calm; her fears swept away. It was soothing.

Once at Eric's room, she knocked, the door opened. Eric was in the midst of a convesation with Godirc; he turned away from her as soon as the door opened. Crossing back to where Godric sat on the couch. Lennie shut the door behind her; leaning on it. The radio was still on; a hard rock song played at low volume.

"I will not die, I will wait here for you, I'll wait here for you...On this bed I lay, losing every thing. I can see my life passing me by...wake me up...I will not die...I will survive...

Lennie stayed at the door, it was clear Eric and Godric weren't done talking. She didn't want to interupt them.

"I think it is the best place for you to go." Eric said.

She studied Godric. He wore fresh clothes that had been here when they woke. At some point in the day Sookie had gone out shopping for Godric. The clothes had been left in the room before they had woken for the night. There had been a note from Sookie explaining that her brother, Jason, had made all the choices for the ancient Maker. Jason thought he knew what a 'kid' might like. The results weren't too bad.

Godric was in pale-washed blue jeans and a bright red t-shirt. Black sneakers were on his feet. The clothes made him look his physical age, young. One had to look into his eyes to know he was ancient. The shirt was a little tight across the chest; but it suited him. You noticed his wide, powerful shoulders and muscular build. His customary loose clothes didn't allow for his muscled frame to be noticed. From where she stood; she could see his tattoos. The dark blue ink of the tattoo on his left upper arm seemed richer against the red shirt. The wavy lines were more defined; it made you look twice. The collar tattoo; that reminded Lennie of a necklace, peeked out from the v-neck cut of the shirt. She could also see the top end of the tattoo along Godric's back. She it to be the hilt of a sword; it was a ancient Roman sword. Lennie didn't know why he had ink markings. The only one who knew the meaning of the tattoos was Godric.

The fit of the shirt coupled with the glimpses of tattoos actually made him sexy. Lennie found it amusing that she could use the word sexy to describe her Maker.

From here she could see his profile. His expression showed he was thinking, considering. "It is the best place, at least for now. Until we can find a more permanent place to settle."

"So it's agreed then." Eric's shoulders loosened, he'd worried Godric would refuse. "You and Lennie will come to Shreveport." Eric stated coolly

Godric looked to his son, "What will you do?"

Eric considered. "I will stay on as Sheriff." He said, turning to face them, "I have laid foundations for things. I need to see them through."

Godric stood up, crossing to Eric. The Viking hunched down to meet his Maker's eyes. "I look forward to being with you again." He whispered softly in Old Swedish.

Eric knelt down; his arms going around his Maker. Godric cupped his hands around Eric's face; he gently pressed his forehead against Eric's. Eric hadn't had a chance to adjust to Godric's decision to leave them. She'd had weeks to try and deal with it. Her brother deserved his time with their Maker. Sibling rivalry was not something either of them struggled with.

Godric's voice reached her. "Lovisa, let's go for a walk."

He crossed to her; taking his hand; they stepped out of the room. Eric stood; wiping his face to hide his bloody tears. He crossed to the phone, turning his back to them as he picked it up. Godric shut the door, keeping hold of her hand. They walked down the hallway. They reached the elevator and went down. He stood beside her quietly, his grip on her hand was firm.

Godric settled them in the lounge. He let her hand go as he sat across from her. They were in a shadowed corner. Far from easy listening and the main crowd; ensuring privacy for their conversation. Godric was quiet; he sat back in his chair, arms resting on either side of him.

"Are you agreeable to moving to Eric's lands?" Godric settled his gaze on her,

"Yes, whatever you want is fine." Lennie considered her next words. "We will have to pay a visit to Sophie-Anne as soon as possible."

He gave a nod, but offered no comment.

Lennie debated how to ask the next question. "Would you like me to be your envoy to the queen on this meeting?"

His dark eyes were hard to read. He maintained his silence for a long time.

"No," He finally said, "It is best if I do this."

"And if she attacks you?" Lennie suggested.

"She will not," Godric assured her. "It is has been many centuries since our encounter. It is my hope she has changed for the better."

Lennie shook her head; not convinced. "You give her more credit then I would. But what if she still holds a grudge?"

Godric regained the silence from before. Lennie could tell he was thinking. What he was thinking she wasn't sure. His mind was closed to her. But whatever it was, he would eventually share it; in his own time.

"I am safe enough, on this visit. " He told her. "While I am away; I want you to take care of whatever needs to be done."

Lennie agreed with him, "Alright."

Godric stood, she followed him. They made their way back across the lobby. Eric stepped off the elevator; his luggage in hand. He carried two leather bags, one each hand. The three of them stood off to the side of the main bays; backs to the main area.

"Well?" Godric asked, peering up at the taller man.

"I've made flight arrangements for us," Eric spoke in low tones; "Bill and Sookie are also booked on the flight. We leave within the hour. I have also arranged for accommodations for the two of you. It will do until you can find where you wish to settle."

Godric nodded, "Good, then we can move on."

**

Across the lobby, Jason fussed with his hair, tugged at his shirt. He was nervous. He couldn't keep still as he waited. He turned when the bell dinged, hoping for Lennie. He frowned when it was Eric. He saw Lennie and Godric gather with him. They talked for a moment before heading toward him. He smoothed a nervous hand over his shirt. As she came toward him, Jason smiled at Lennie; his gaze slid over her. The girl had amazing legs; she was incredibly sexy as she walked toward him. He didn't even notice Godric and Eric.

Eric went to the desk to check out; handing his bags to a bell-boy. They were put with a collection of luggage, all belonging to their group. Orders were given to have their bags sent to one of the waiting cars. A few men moved back and forth, carrying their bags.

"Umm, hi," Jason muttered as he approached Lennie.

He tried not to stare at her chest too much; it took effort; but he managed to meet her eyes. He didn't even notice Godric beside her; he was so nervous.

Lennie smiled at him, noticing his uneasiness, "Hi again."

Jason pursed his lips for a second, before blurting out, "How about going out with me some time? You know… if you, ah, want to?"

Sookie covered her mouth to stifle her laughter. Bill was completely puzzled.

Lennie grinned at him; she found it oddly flattering that he liked her that way.

"Cause you know, um..." Jason opened and closed his mouth a few times, "I think you're really hot."

At her side, Godric chuckled softly. Lennie resisted the urge to chuckle too. "I appreicate at that. Thank you."

Jason bobbed his head, shyly.

Eric made his way over to them; putting his wallet into his back pocket. He noticed Jason and gave him a very cold look.

"Cool, so you want to give me your number or should I give you mine?" Jason asked, his confidence restored.

"What the-"Eric was cut off.

Godric spoke, "You should ask her family first."

Jason looked down at the boy vampire. He really looked at him. The vampire was wearing the clothes Jason had picked out. He'd never noticed the muscles on him before. He had tattoos too; how could Jason have missed that?

"Oh." Jason's confidence fell, "Are they old fashioned that way? Oh, man, they aren't Mormon, are they? Cause I've had enough of crazy religous people."

Godric's eyes sparkled with humor, "No, they're not crazy religious people."

Jason nodded, he seemed to be comfortble again. "That's good." A look of consideration crossed his blue eyes. "Are you like her cousin or something?"

Godric smiled, Lennie couldn't help but laugh. Eric was frowning really hard at Jason.

Sookie spoke up, "He's her Maker, Jason."

Jason's face paled, surprise widened his eyes. "You're…her…" He gulped loudly; as he blinked for a minute. "But you're a kid."

"Thank you for the clothes, Mr. Stackhouse." Godric said lighlty. "They are...not my usual choice."

Jason shrugged, "Well, you know, pajamas are only for sleeping in. Not actually wearing around town. Besides, you got a nice build." The human tugged his shirt; showing off his muscles. "Well, for a kid."

Lennie was highly amused, she rubbed a hand across her brow; shaking her head. It was the only to keep from lauhging out loud.

"Thank you," Godric smiled slightly, his expression showed his amusement.

Eric grumped, "Don't you think of a second you are getting near her."

Jason looked up at him, he frowned. But it was weak. He was clearly intimidated. "Oh, are you her ex-or something?"

"Something," Eric leaned in close to Jason, "Something very close to her." He leaned back.

Lennie frowned at her brother; and yet she was flattered. Still..."I am very flattered, Jason. But um...I am probably not..."

"Mr. Stackhouse, why don't you pay us a visit?" Godric said gently.

She looked down at her Maker. "What?"

Jason brightened, "Really?"

Godric nodded, "You showed great strength of character on the roof. I would like to talk with you."

"Me? Dang, no one wants to talk to me. Ummm," Jason looked around the room as he thought about it.

Sookie hurried over, she linked arms with her brother. He looked at her. "He'd love to."

"I would?" Jason asked, she elbowed him. "I guess that would be okay," Jason nodded.

"Excellent," Godric nodded to both of them, "We'll talk soon."

He stepped away from the group; Eric followed him, glaring at Jason. Lennie put a hand on his arm, he jumped, looking at her.

"Its okay, Jason." Lennie assured him, "He won't hurt you."

"Sure, sure." He nodded quickly, "But ah, I don't think I'll be back in Dallas any time soon."

"How about we talk on the way to the airport?" Lennie suggested carefully. Moving toward the doors; Sookie nudged Jason and he followed her.

Outside, in one of the three cars, waiting. Eric kept shaking his head. Godric looked over at him.

"You cannot allow her to spend time with him." Eric stated, "He's..." The Viking stopped, "I just don't like it."

Godric smiled at him, "I know you love her; and she loves you. Sometimes, though, it's good to spend time with new people. She'll come back to you. We've all had relationships with humans."

Eric gave him a look, "You haven't."

Godric looked away from him, studying the street out the window. "Before you traveled with me, I did."

Eric stared at his Maker; surprise clear on his face. "You did?"

Lennie climbed into one of the cars, Jason sat next to her. Sookie and Bill took the last car and the motorcade pulled away. heading for the airfield used by Anubus Air.

**

We're going to Shreveport," Lennie told Jason, "At least until Godric wants to move on."

Jason's expression brightened, "You'll be around town then."

She nodded.

"I can show you the best places." Jason regained his confidence. He thought of Godric again, "That is…if, ah, your dad won't mind."

She wasn't sure what Godric would think of it. It had never really crossed her mind to ask him. She'd never really spent any real, one-to-one time with a human of personal interest. Her only companion through the centuries had been Godric. To her knowledge he had kept himself out of human-vampire relationships as well. She considered asking Eric, but changed her mind. She could make up her own mind on this matter; but she would consult with Godric at a more appropriate time.

"I don't know if he will object." She said honestly.

Their car headed to the off ramp for the airport. She saw the hanger in the distance. Anubis Air had purchased a private section of runway in every major city in America. It made transportation much easier and more secure. Security is what their customers paid for.

Lennie stepped out of the car. Her luggage was unloaded. Staff from the hotel had loaded it once Eric checked-out. The other cars pulled in, Eric stepped out, Godric followed. Bill and Sookie arrived in their own car. Eric strode across the ground and jogged up the stairs to the plane. He had to duck to enter the private jet. Godric followed him; Bill made his way on board. Sookie crossed to her brother, taking her time.

Lennie faced Jason, "Are you coming with us?"

"I'll find my own way home." He assured her, "I like to drive; you should see the truck I have back home. It's sweet."

She found her self smiling, "We'll talk soon."

Sookie joined them; Jason smiled at her. "Hey, glad your okay."

Lennie headed onto the plane. She sat down next to Godric; he was next to the window. He was staring out the small clear-circle shaped window; at the hanger around them. He reached over and took her hand without a word. She let him. It was a comforting gesture and they both needed that right now.

Eric was on the phone with his second in command, Pam. He was talking bar-business as they waited to taxi down the runway. Bill stood at the small open area near the back of the plane. He was warming a bottle of True Blood in the small microwave. A bell chimed and he opened the unit. Taking out his bottle; he shut the door and made his way to a seat. Godric's hand left hers as he sat down across from them. Lennie crossed her legs at the ankle, folding her coat around her, interlacing her fingers across her stomach.

Bill watched her for a moment, "What's your interest in Jason?"

Lennie tipped her head to the side; this had been the opening she'd waited for. "What's your interest in Sookie?"

She caught the shift his body language, so when he lied to her, she was prepared. "She's mine."

"That's not what I asked." Lennie stated coolly. "Not to worry," Sookie stepped onto the plane. "We'll finish this conversation later."

Bill stood up and Sookie smiled at him. Lennie watched their interaction as they sat together near the front. She had never wanted a human companion, let alone human lover. Perhaps her interest in Jason was because he could turn on Eric; or perhaps it was cause she liked what she saw in him. She wasn't sure yet. The events from last night hadn't really left her yet. She was still adjusting to the idea of living in Eric's lands. It was too much for her to think of including a human in her world as well. It was such a foreign idea to her. She wanted to settle one thing at a time.

Lennie knew that once they landed in Shreveport, Louisiana, Godric would be going to see Sophie-Anne. First, Lennie had to deal with that, she was concerened for him. Then there was the problem with Bill; he had to unravel that somehow. She had a lot of things to sort through right now. Adding Jason Stackhouse to the mix had to wait.

There was a hiss of static as the PA system came on. "Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to Anubis Air. I'm your captain, John Patrick and flying co chair with me to is Martin Wallis. Our flight time is one hour and ten minutes. So just sit back and enjoy the flight."

Their plane was guided out of the hangar and they were soon taxing down the runway. Within moments they were airborne and headed to their new home.

**