Author's Warning: Contains adult content- Be aware of what you read!!!
The Princess and the Sheriff
I'm glad you're my maker
My Loyalty lies in your hands, you're my breath taker
Your body, your kiss is in unknown demand
So take command, go
The way you came at me, boo
Dont care, not afraid I'm like Wild
My moon belongs to your sun
Maybe we can start over yet
Maybe we can run this town
Maybe I'll be your vampire
We can figure it out
In the morning after
The dawn is here, be gone be on your way
In the morning after
-The Morning After by Timberland
Chapter 16: Jason and Lennie
Shreveport, LA…
Jason Stackhouse had spent the last two days puzzled more then usual. He hadn't slept much since that strange dream. He knew it had been Lennie; the woman was her, but it was like from a long time ago. Granted, she was centuries old; but he had no idea she was that old. How he wished he hadn't slept through history in school. Perhaps then he would know more about the time she came from.
The drive to Shreveport from Bon Temps wasn't that long; but he had started and stopped along the way. He was still arguing with himself about why he was doing this. It had taken several hours of internal struggle for him to decide to finish the drive. He wasn't sure what fueled his need to see her. Granted, she was hot, sexy has hell, really; but he had a hunch it was more then that. Some part of him needed to see her. The woman in his dream had been so unhappy; her eyes showed a woman who was lonely. As he drove he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. He had no clue what to say to her; not the usual for him either. Normally he no trouble with women. But there was something very different about this woman; and it wasn't cause she was a vampire either.
He was talking to himself; role-playing what he would say. Nothing seemed quite right.
"Hey Lennie," Jason muttered to himself, "I had this weird dream. You were in it. I thought I'd drop by and say hi."
He shook his head. That was not the way to open a conversation.
He had no real idea where to find her either. Going to Fangtasia was a bad idea. Eric didn't want him there. But the Viking was probably the best way to find her. Not that he thought Eric would tell him anything. Well, not anything helpful anyway.
Jason drove slowly through the streets of Shreveport; still trying to sort it out. That's when he saw the boy walking on the side of the road. The boy was dressed in a black sweater and dark jeans; hands in his pockets. He walked as though he had all the time in the world. As he passed, Jason recognized the face. He slammed on the brakes; his truck stopped with a jarring halt. He climbed out and moved toward Godric. The vampire had paused, watching him.
"Hey," Jason muttered; nerves suddenly made him feel dumber then usual. "Ah, I don't know if you remember me."
Godric gave a light smile, "Mr. Stackhouse."
Jason nodded, "Ah, yeah." He ran a hand through his hair, "You can call me Jason. Mr. Stackhouse was my dad."
Godric tipped his head, "Very well, Jason. I assume you're looking of Lennie."
Jason felt him himself tense; was Godric mad at him? "Well, yeah, actually. She, ah, she has my work shirt. And it's been a few days. She never did call me."
The vampire nodded, "She has been unavailable for a few days."
Jason frowned, "She left town?"
"Something like that," Godric said quietly; he still hadn't moved toward Jason.
"Oh, well, umm," Jason tugged at his shirt, "Is she at home? I mean, could I could I talk to her at least?"
Godric was quiet for a moment; Jason could tell he was thinking. "She's not strong enough for a visitor yet, Jason."
Jason held out his hands, crossing to Godric. ". I'm kind of…well, I'm a screw-up. I know that. But look, I really like Lennie. She's not like anyone I've ever met. I know that you are like her Dad and everything. And it still trips me out to say that." Jason paused, he looked into those ancient blue eyes, "But I would really like it if you could just, you know, give me a chance."
Godric looked away from Jason; studying the darkness. He considered the words.
Jason kept talking, he rambled when he was nervous. "I know that Eric hates me. I get that. Not many people like me. I don't blame you for not wanting me around. You're not the first dad I've had problems with; believe me. But-"
"Do you know the Armstrong Building?" Godric asked lightly.
Jason blinked, he had seen it once. "Yeah, sure. I know it."
"Apartment 1134." Godric watched Jason's face for a long moment. "Mr. Stackhouse, I will give you one warning."
Jason sobered instantly; there was something in the voice. Age, that's what made him stop. This wasn't a boy who looked at him.
"Lennie is more valuable to me then any human life. If you attempt to harvest her blood for your use, you will not leave this city alive. Am I clear?"
Jason nodded, "Crystal clear. I won't hurt her, I promise." He paused, "Can I give you a lift back?"
Godric shook his head, "I like to walk."
Jason returned to his truck; sliding behind the wheel. As he drove toward the Armstrong building he paused; he hadn't brought flowers! What kind of douche was he?!
He fidgeted on the ride up in the elevator. When he had arrived; she'd answered the intercom; at least he thought it was her. The woman's voice was accented and sounded weak. This wasn't the Lennie he'd last seen in Bon Temps. Had something happened to her?
Jason walked down the hallway; struggling with what to say. He came to unit 1134 and knocked; the door opened. Gentle music floated into the hallway. It was in a language he didn't know; but it sounded really relaxing. He smiled at Lennie. Her black hair was loose around her; she wore a dark green sweater a size too big; floppy black sweat pants and she looked beautiful. Her eyes were shadowed but still managed to reflect her smile as she welcomed him.
"Hi," He muttered. Jason held up his hands, "I forgot to bring flowers."
She smiled again, "Its okay." Lennie waved him in and shut the door, locking it. He looked around. The place was really nice.
"Let's sit in the living room." She said, motioning to the area ahead of him.
Jason remembered not to flop down; instead he sat carefully. She curled up next to him; her back to the arm of the couch. She had her knees drawn up; arms around them.
"It's a pleasure to see you again, Jason." She said. Her soft voice was still accented; he couldn't place it. He didn't know much about accents.
"Yeah, well," His hands fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. "I was kind of in the neighborhood."
She smiled gently, "I am sure."
Jason studied her face; she looked older some how. Her face was tired; she held herself with a wariness that was new. He looked away from her; nervous. His gaze settled on the shelves of movies. He stood up. He had to move around. He looked over the shelf that was eye level.
"What brings you here?" She asked lightly.
He shrugged, "Not much." He wasn't quite ready to admit out loud he wanted to see her again.
"I see." The sadness her voice made him turn round. She wasn't watching him; her gaze was on her hands.
He sighed, "I came to see you." He shut his eyes; perhaps it would help him finish. "I…I…needed to see you again."
He felt her watching him and opened his eyes. He was surprised at the red tears down her cheeks. He crossed to her; reaching without thinking; he gently wiped his thumbs over her cheeks. "Sorry if that bothers you."
"No, no." She shook her head, "It's not that." She smiled at him, it didn't reach her eyes. "I never thought you'd come here just to see me."
He frowned, going to his knees in front of her. "Why not? I like you; and I think you like me."
She laughed quietly, "Yes, I like you."
"But…?"
Lennie touched his hands on her face; he lowered them. She kept her hands to her self. "I just don't know what to do about it."
He laughed at that. "That makes two of us. I mean, this is a first for me too. I never though I'd have a crush on a vampire girl. That's more Hoyt's thing."
She tipped her head to the side, "You don't like vampires much, do you?"
He shrugged, "They're okay, I guess. A little weird; but some of you are pretty good guys."
"Some of us?"
"Well, yeah. I mean Eric's got major issues." Jason heard the words and mentally kicked himself. Lennie just stared at him. "Well, I mean, some of the time."
She looked away from him, "Eric is a good man, Jason."
"Sure, I get that."
Jason sighed, putting his hands in his lap. He was lost now. As usual he said too much and now she was mad at him. He pulled in a breath in an effort to fix his blunder.
"Do you want to watch a movie with me?" Lennie asked.
He looked up, "What?"
"A movie. Godric seems to love watching them. It's a good way to pass time."
Jason watched her for a moment, "Don't you want me to leave?"
"Why would I want that?" She asked, watching him steadily.
"Well, I mean, after all I just said." He ran his hands through his hair. "I thought maybe you were made at me."
Lennie shook her head slightly. "No, whatever your issues with Eric, doesn't concern me. You came here to see me; not him."
Jason came to his feet, "Sure, do you want to pick?"
"Not really; but nothing too…violent."
Jason was reminded of the dream he'd had. "Hey, Lennie…"
"Yes?"
He struggled with it, "I had this crazy dream a few nights ago."
She nodded for him to continue, "And…?"
He turned away, looking at the movie titles. "It was about you; well, I think it was. I saw this girl in it. She was a warrior of some kind. She had a real weird name, some thing like Reefs-fellow."
He picked up a movie; glancing at her. She was watching him with wide, surprised eyes. He turned back. "I don't know.
"Rhyfela," She whispered, the name was accented properly. The name sounded romantic come from her.
Jason shrugged again, "I guess, yeah. She reminded me of you."
"Oh? How?"
He put the movie back and picked out another one. He stared at he cover, not seeing it. "Her eyes; they were really sad, lonely. But I recognized the same…spirit in them. It's the same I see in your eyes."
Silence followed his words.
He looked back at her; she was staring at her knees. He was startled at how young she looked suddenly. When she looked at him he was taken back. Those eyes! They were the same from the dream! So full of sorrow; so…lonely. He crossed to her, putting the movie on the couch.
"Was it you?" He asked gently.
She looked back to her knees, "Once, yes. In another life."
"But…" He paused, "You were a general or something?"
She smiled, "A queen."
He was shocked, "A real queen? Like that old lady in England?"
Lennie chuckled, "No, not quite. I was much different then the Queen Mother."
Jason put his hands over hers, "I am sorry; I upset you again."
She shook her head, "No, really. My human life isn't one I remember fondly. It is a time that was…" She paused, considering. When she spoke it was softly in a language no one used any more. It had died out hundreds of years ago.
He frowned, "And that would mean what?"
She smiled gently, "It just means that I have no desire to remember being human."
He considered, "So I guess I'll have be the human in this relationship."
"Relationship?" Lennie watched him, "You want a relationship with me?"
Jason was suddenly shy; he sighed. "Probably, yeah. I mean, I think so."
Lennie sighed, "I have two men that I love, Jason. I have loved them for centuries. I don't know if I can love a human. I've never tried. Not even when I was human. I just never did. You have to realize that my love and loyalty to Godric and Eric come first. You will always come third; in a manner of speaking."
Jason considered, "I think I can deal with that. I mean I've never really been in a relationship with anyone before. Well, there was Amy…" He paused at the memories of her. "But, you're nothing like her and maybe that's a good thing."
"Who's Amy?"
He sighed, sitting on the floor. "She was the first girl I loved. She was amazing really. We did V together; that's how we met; and she just… she made me feel really good, you know?"
Lennie nodded, "I think so. So what happened to her?"
"My best friend killed her." He whispered gently, "Turns out he was a real psycho."
"Did he love her too?" Lennie asked, plainly, simply.
Jason shook his head, "Nope. He did it cause she used V."
Lennie was quiet for a while, "I am sorry, Jason. It's painful to loose our loved ones."
He looked up at her, "Did you ever loose a loved one?"
"My father; he did the best he could to love me. My brothers, they also did their best. It was easy back then."
"Why not? I thought love was supposed to be, you know, universal."
She smiled, "It can be. But back in my…" She paused, "No, you know what? I am not going to talk about this. I already said I don't want to."
He stood up, "Fair enough. For the movie, do you want comedy? Or a chick-flick?"
"What's a chick-flick?" Lennie asked.
He gave her an incredulous look, "You're telling me you've never seen a chick-flick?"
Lennie shook her head, "Not in a thousand years."
He scoffed, "Then we are watching one. And that's not something guys usually say; so don't tell anyone I did."
That made her laugh gently, "I promise not to tell."
Jason took his time picking a movie, "You know, this place is better then our store in Bon Temps."
"Really?"
"Yeah, they've had the same movies since like, the Stone Age."
Lennie smiled, "I was around back then; I hear they made good movies."
He glanced at her, a moment passed. He grinned, "Nice try, but even I ain't that dumb."
"You're not dumb, Jason." Lennie said; watching as he put a movie in. "What are we watching?"
"Sleepless in Seattle." He sat down next to her, "I ain't never seen this one. My Gran liked it though."
Lennie was puzzled by that. "Your gran? Who's that?"
"My grandmother."
"Oh."
He nodded, using one of the remotes he picked up, he skipped through the previews.
"Do you love her a lot?"
"I did, though I never told her."
"She's gone?" Lennie asked.
He was quiet for a while, "Yeah, murdered."
"That seems to happen a lot around you."
He grunted, "You're telling me. For a while there I thought God had cursed me or something."
Lennie frowned at that statement. "God?" She remembered his file from Dallas. He had joined the LOD for a while, eventually becoming a Soldier of the Son for Steve Newlin. She was quiet for a long time; not sure how to proceed from this point.
"You believe in this…God?"
"Well sure," He glanced at her, "Don't you?"
She shook her head firmly, "I have never believed in a so-called loving God whose people have killed in his name."
"Not all Christians are like Newlin," Jason muttered, "Some of us are really good folk."
"And you are one of these good folk?" She asked coolly.
He shrugged, "I may be a world-class screw-up, but I guess, yeah."
Lennie nodded quietly, she wasn't sure what to say to him. The conversation of religion wasn't really one she'd had with a human. In her centuries with Godric, it had never come up; nor with Eric. All three of them came from a mind set that Christians had destroyed over the centuries. She wasn't really one to talk about stuff like this.
Jason started the movie; glancing at the silence beside him. "Did you ever believe in anything religious?"
"Not the way you would understand it." She muttered, "Let's just watch the movie."
"You know this cougar thing…" He shook his head, "It's harder, then the guys said it would be."
Lennie arched a brow, "Excuse me?"
He quickly shook his head, "Nothing; I was just muttering."
"No, tell me, what did you just mean by that."
He sighed, he'd done it again. "A cougar is an older woman who dates younger men."
Lennie frowned at him, "I am not an old woman."
"No, no, of course not." Jason shrugged, "At least not physically."
Lennie narrowed her eyes at him, "You're saying that I act like an old woman?"
She stood up from the couch; crossing to the kitchen. Jason blinked a few times. He quickly followed her.
"I didn't mean anything by it." He said; she stood with her back to him, arms crossed.
"This is one of the reasons I never got involved with humans." She snapped. "Eric never has a problem with me."
Jason was taken back by that, "You've…" He paused, thinking for a second. "You really think he loves you, don't you?"
"He does!" She spun around, facing Jason. "He does love me. And I love him. It's not something humans would ever understand."
Jason nodded, "I guess not." He glanced at the door, "I should go."
Lennie didn't stop him; she let Jason walk out. The movie played in the background. She ran a hand over her face, cursing in her native language. After a moment she blurred out the apartment; reaching his truck before him.
Jason stepped out of the apartment building and jumped; "Shit!"
"I am not used to human-vampire relations, Jason."
"What?"
Lennie tried again, "I have spent the better part of nine centuries with the same men. They are the only family I have ever known; one of them has been the only lover I've ever truly had. Humans are not something I am familiar with."
"Eric has a serious thing for my sister, you know that right?"
Lennie wasn't sure how to address that, so she didn't. "I really need you to give me time on this."
"Time is something humans don't have much of." Jason muttered. He realized he didn't want to give her up just yet. "But, okay, fine we'll start over."
She arched a brow, "You're willing to try this with me?"
"Hey, I've never dated a vampire, like I said before. Who knows, perhaps Bill and Sookie have this kind of problem."
The mention of Bill Compton reminded her of the laptop upstairs. She had to look at it later. Her remembered Eric's warning to her Dallas.
"I think it would be in your sister's best interest if you discouraged that relationship."
Jason frowned, "Why? She's happy with him and I think he loves her."
Lennie shook her head, "I doubt it."
He was mad now, "And why is that? She deserves to be happy."
"Yes, she does, all humans do. But Bill Compton isn't who he appears to be."
Jason shook his head, "What's that supposed to mean?"
She realized this was not the time or place to tell him her suspicions. "Just keep an eye on her, okay?"
Jason looked to the keys in his hand, "I should go."
Lennie nodded, "If that's what you want." She stepped away from the truck, moving around him.
He couldn't stop himself from reaching out to her. He pulled her close. Without thinking he kissed her. Lennie's arms went around him. He moved them back against his truck. His hands slid under the sweater; caressing her body.
Lennie felt that overwhelming hunger blossom through her. The more Jason kissed her, the stronger it got. Her fangs snapped down as his lips moved to her neck. She had a split second to realize she was blurring them upstairs.
Jason fell back against the bed; blinking in surprise. "What the hell?"
Lennie straddled him; her hair fell around them in a black curtain. "I should have warned you."
He stared up at her; at her fangs. For a moment he was scared; but it passed. She was incredibly beautiful. The fangs gave her a dangerous appeal and he liked it. Jason pulled her down and kissed her. Her fangs nicked his tongue and it felt insanely good. He rolled them over. Pulling her shirt from her body.
Sleepless in Seattle played on; the movie disguised the souds of their combined pleasure.
**
Lennie was on the couch; back in her clothes, she was watching the movie again. She hadn't really seen it the first two times. Her blood was fizzing in her veins. She felt wild and powerful. She knew her eyes were a brighter shade of green. Her skin held a silvery-glow to it. Fey blood always did strange things to her appearance. As though a touch of fey magic transformed her into an ethereal being. She knew it made her feel a thousand times stronger. A million times more wild and insanely sexy. Her senses were going crazy; the colors around her were more then Technicolor. Her hearing was magnified a hundred times. Everything around her felt softer; as though the laws of reality would bend to her will.
She felt Godric across the city; he was with Eric. They were sitting at Fangtasia, talking; sharing time together. As she thought of her Maker, the link between them opened. She saw the club the way he did; she heard the music as he did. Eric's words, though not in any language she knew, made sense to her.
Her Maker became aware of her presence. She could feel it. There was a wash of power through his mind and she was nudged out. A wall slammed down between them; severing the link. She blinked at the sight of the television screen. The movie was still playing; she still didn't really see it.
Lennie was startled when Godric's voice filled her head. Lovisa, you are feeling better, I take it.
Yes, she didn't even have to concentrate tonight; it just flowed like water down a drain. Easy and natural.
I trust young Mr. Stackhouse was a willing donor?
Very willing, Lennie smiled at the memory of Jason. He got more out of it though.
The sense of laughter washed over her. It's not quite the same with humans, is it?
She shook her head, I had to focus so much on being careful; that it was…less then wonderful.
More laughter, Eric will be delighted to hear that.
She smiled at that. I am sure he will.
Perhaps you should make a habit of feeding from Jason. The results seem to agree with you. Godric's voice still held humor.
Lennie frowned, I don't know. I might have to glamour him to do that.
Was it really that bad, Lovisa?
For me, yes. The amount of control it takes; is very distracting.
Godric laughed through her again. Consider it a useful lesson.
Lennie scoffed, For what purpose?
Who knows? Perhaps in time you will find your self agreeable to human companionship.
Lennie was not surprised at the sense of revulsion that came over her. I'd rather just glamour him every night.
Well, not every night. Too much glamour can damage their fragile states. He may be willing to be a regular donor though. With the right encouragement.
Lennie considered his words, Other then sex, what could I… She stopped, the words clicked. My blood?
Not at all, I was thinking more along the lines of your assistance with Bill Compton.
She was quiet; not sure what to think of that.
You know all too well what will become of Sookie Stackhouse if the queen succeeds.
Lennie shuddered against her will, Killing the bitch would be easier then trying to separate Compton from Sookie.
Only if you talk to Sookie about it.
Clarity reached her, Remove Bill by force.
Or just convince him it's in his best interests to leave Bon Temps. At least until Sookie Stackhouse dies a natural death.
Lennie worked on that. I'd rather just stake him. It would be easier.
Godric laughed again, I will leave the how to your capable mind. But the why is obvious; aside from Jason's blood, it would earn their loyalty.
She hadn't thought of that, And it would give Eric unrestricted access to her.
That too, which I know he would be very grateful for. Godric agreed with her.
The idea appealed. Do we tell Eric?
That is up to you. Godric's presence began to withdraw from her mind, Next time, Lovisa. Knock before you kick down the door.
She laughed, Sorry, I wasn't aware I invaded your mind.
Fey blood, Godric mused, It is truly a wonderful drink.
She was laughing harder as he closed the link between them. Her thoughts quickly turned to Bill Compton. She now had more then enough reason to remove him. Not only for Eric's sake, which was motive enough; but if she some how managed to keep Jason…She worked on that.
**
Jason woke just before dawn; he felt strangely weak but incredibly good. He lifted his head as Lennie came out from the closet. She didn't bother with a towel; her wet hair clung to her hips.
"Nice view to wake up to in the morning." He muttered, voice rough with sleep.
She smiled as she picked up a brush from the dresser. She crossed to the bed and sat on the edge. "You slept well."
"Yeah, I haven't slept that great in a long time." He grinned at her, "I haven't done it that much, either."
She chuckled softly at his words. "You enjoyed it then?"
"Oh hell yes." He sat up, folding his legs under him; letting the sheet fall where it wanted. "Did you?"
Lennie wasn't about to hurt his feelings, "It was very…"
Jason flopped down beside her, his head resting on the edge of the bed. "Mind-blowing? Enlightening? Ground-breaking?" He offered hopefully.
She touched her hand to his face, "It was memorable. How do you feel by the way?"
"A little weak, but good." Jason remembered something, it made him frown. "Did you bite me at some point?"
She nodded, "It was instinct, I apologize for not asking before-hand."
He considered that, "I don't recall it hurting?"
She shook her head, setting the brush aside. "I try to make it as painless as possible."
"But shouldn't something like that hurt?"
Lennie considered, "There are some people who find that pleasure can be enhanced with a little pain."
"That's like kinky sex, right?" He asked. "I've been tied up before."
She chuckled, "So you are not mad at me?"
He shrugged, "Considering how great it felt, no. But it's creepy. And you can't tell anyone."
She grinned at him, smoothing her hand down his chest. "I won't tell your friends, Jason." She paused, trying to decide if she should ask. She decided to do it. "Would you mind if we did this again?"
His eyes brightened; he took on the expression of very happy man. "I think we can arrange that."
"Tonight?" She asked lightly.
He grinned at her; his eyes sparkled, "That good huh?"
"Yes," She definitely felt good about his blood; she wasn't decided on the rest of him. But she kept that to herself.
Jason shrugged, "Sure, tonight works."
Lennie felt Godric's presence as he came down the hall. "Godric is back."
Jason paled, "Shit, he's going to kill me!"
Lennie watched with surprise as Jason threw himself off the bed and searched frantically for his clothes. He hopped up and down trying to pull his jeans on. He was incredibly panicked and she wasn't clear on why.
"Jason, what is going on?"
"Nothing, it's just…well, he's kinda like your dad. It's…It's creepy that he's going to catch me still being here and in your room! Is there another way out?"
"The window, but we are eleven stories up. I doubt you'd survive the fall."
Jason dropped to his knees, searching under the bed for his shirt. "Where's my shirt?"
Godric opened the door and closed it. He appeared at the door; watching Jason as he crawled around the floor. "I believe that's your shirt, hanging up on the bed post."
Jason froze; his heart pounded in his chest. The flood of blood through his body reddened his skin. He slowly looked up at the post at the end of the bed.
"Right,"
Godric glanced at her, she shrugged. He smirked as he shook his head. He left the door way.
"God, that's embarrassing." Jason muttered, quickly pulling on his shirt. "He must hate me." The man stopped, his eyes widening. "Oh god, he's going to kill me isn't he?"
Lennie shook her head, "No, he won't kill you. You haven't done anything wrong yet."
"But he just caught us, here," Jason waved around the room, "Together, and you're naked."
"None of that bothers him." She said calmly, "Try to relax; you still need to drive back to Bon Temps."
Jason reached into his jeans pocket; pulling out his cell phone. "Oh shit! I have to be at work in a couple hours."
"You'll make it." She said lightly. "I will and see you tonight; do you want to meet at Merlotte's?"
Jason shrugged, "Sure, I guess."
Lennie frowned, something didn't sound right in those words. "You guess."
He looked over at her; his eyes steady on her face. "I mean, yeah, great."
"But you don't really mean, yeah great, you're just saying it." She tipped her head to the side, "So this is what human men do to women…" She sat quietly for a moment, "It seems fair, I suppose."
"What does?" he was pulling on his socks, "Did I miss something?"
Lennie shrugged, "It's not like you're the only man I will have sex with. So you might as well have other women."
Jason stopped what he was doing, "What?"
"The way you said, Sure, I guess, isn't that what men say when they have no intention of being loyal? I will continue to have sex with Eric. So it's only fair that you have other women."
He was staring at her; his expression was stunned. "You really don't hold punches, do you?"
She shook her head, "Never."
"So, you're asking me to share you with Eric." Jason muttered, he found his boots.
"Not asking," Lennie corrected, "I don't ask for things like that. It simply is."
He shook his head, "I don't share my women; when you're with me, you're with me."
"And yet you have many women." Lennie paused, "Be glad it's Eric and not Pam."
He balked at that, pausing in tying up his boot. "You'd do Pam?"
Lennie shrugged, "I've never really considered the idea." She thought it over, "Perhaps, maybe. Though it would have to be a very unique situation. Eric is still my preferred choice."
"What's so great about him?" Jason asked as he tied up his boots. He looked at her, "Honestly, what's he got that I don't?"
"Over a thousand years of practice." Lennie smiled at him, "And practice does make perfect."
Jason shook his head, "Damn, anything else?"
She laughed brightly at that, "Oh Jason, do you really want to know?"
"It's a guy thing."
She stood up, crossing to him. She kissed him deeply and stood back. "Nature was very good to him. But he doesn't taste as sweet as you do."
Jason made a face, "You've bitten him?"
She shrugged, "I was a biter before I was vampire. It's a natural habit for me during sex."
"So why not have sex with everyone you feed off?"
She shook her head, "Not my style." She kissed him again, "I'll walk you to the door."
"Shouldn't you get dressed first?" He asked quickly
She hadn't considered it, nakedness was a part of her upbringing. But she could tell it bothered him. Lennie pulled on her sweater and pants. "Happy?"
"Better," Jason grabbed her, kissing her lips. "But I liked looking at you."
She laughed again, "Come on, let's get you home."
Lennie showed Jason out, handing him his maroon work shirt from the other day. He leaned in to kiss her but stopped. Godric was in the living room; he stood with his back toward them. But it still made him nervous.
"I'll see you tonight at Merlotte's." Jason said quickly and headed down the hall.
Lennie shut the door. She could feel dawn edging closer as she shut the door. Crossing to Godric she stood at his side. They watched the world slowly grow lighter; in a moment the black-out covers would slide over the window.
"Have you decided what you will do?" Godric asked lightly.
"Yes," Lennie replied, "I'll see to it tonight."
He glanced at her, "I will be leaving for a day or two, so I may not be here when you wake."
She looked at him. In her bare feet she was the same height as him. "Do you need me with you?"
Godric shook his head, "I will do this alone."
Above them a soft whirring sound began; the black-out covers started to descend.
"It seems we are both going after vampires tonight." She muttered.
"So it seems." Godric turned and headed toward his room.
"Godric," Lennie turned, he faced her. "Are you really okay with Jason?"
He nodded, "You are not in danger of falling in love with him, Lovisa. It is not wrong to need a human for their blood. It is what we are."
"You didn't answer my question."
He turned away, speaking over his shoulder. "Sleep well, Lovisa."
Lennie was soon surrounded by total darkness; she heard the door shut behind Godric.
The question is, His voice whispered through her mind, Are you okay with Jason?
That really was the question wasn't it? Lennie had no idea if she was okay or not. She shook her head; shaking off the thoughts. Making her way to the couch she turned on the television, she still hadn't watched the movie. Though she doubted any wisdom would come to her from it, she sat down to watch it.
The movie began. Lennie felt dawn break across the world. She didn't think about it, or about Jason or about what she would do tonight. She made herself watch the movie.
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