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From Chapter 5

The two vampires walked out of the bar with me, and Godric got into the backseat of my car with Lilliana still asleep in his lap. I climbed into the drivers seat, and pulled out of the lot, Eric following closely behind me in his corvette. Once we reached Lilliana's apartment, Godric took her upstairs, removed her blouse, skirt and shoes, put a very loose fitting t-shirt on her, and set her in bed and smoothed the covers over her. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead and muttered something. I was too far away to know for sure, but, it almost sounded as if he said, "Rest now my beloved." Eric and Godric told me that because they had given her an injection already, she should be fine for at least 12 or so hours, but, if something should happen, to call Eric's cell phone, and they left the number for me. Godric walked out of the apartment first, and Eric made to follow, but stopped at the last moment and turned around and walked up to me. He lifted his hands to hold my face, leaned in, and pressed a very soft kiss to my lips. "Thank you," he simply said. And with that, he was gone.

Chapter 6

I was woken up around 10am the next morning by the smell of coffee, and the feeling of someone sitting on the bed next to me. I opened my eyes to see Lilliana sitting at the foot of the bed holding two mugs, looking at me sort of sheepishly. I took one of the mugs from her, took a sip, and then set the mug down on the bedside table while standing up and walking towards the bathroom. When I came back out a few minutes later, she was still sitting on the bed, looking a little lost. "How are you feeling?" I asked her. "A little sore at my injection site, but otherwise I'm just dandy. I'm sorry you had to see that. How long did it last?" I was surprised to hear her ask this. "Well, once you started to fall, Godric and Eric got to you pretty fast, Eric gave you the injection, and probably 30 or so seconds later it had passed, and you were asleep. Don't you remember any of?"

"No, I've been told that while I'm seizing I look like I understand what's going on around me, but, I don't remember it after I've woken up. It's been a while since I've had one come on that fast. Normally, I can feel it starting in my muscles before my body more or less shuts down. Thank you so much for staying here overnight. I'm usually out for 12 hours after the injection. It's a muscle relaxer in a concentrated dose that allows my body to relax itself, more or less triggering my brain to say 'okay, everything can stop moving now.' It's always embarrassing to have people see me like that."

"Oh, sweetheart, don't be embarrassed. It's not something you can help or do anything to stop. I'm sure Godric and Eric wouldn't be so happy if they knew you were ashamed of something you have absolutely zero control over." It seemed like this fact is what really pulled her out of her terrible mood. I knew that she held such a high opinion of the two vamps; she probably wouldn't want to do anything to disappoint them.

"You're right. No use crying over spilled milk, right?" With that, she stood up and walked towards the door to exit the bedroom. She paused in the doorway, and turned to look back at me and said, "You know, Sookie, I know that we just met yesterday, but, I feel that you and I are true kindred spirits. If there's anything you ever want to talk about, please don't hesitate to let me know. I'll be in the kitchen making breakfast, come on in when you're ready, okay?" With that, she left and walked down the hallway towards the kitchen.

I had slept in the t-shirt I had been wearing when I picked her up yesterday, so I put my bra back on underneath, pulled my pants on, and went into the kitchen to ask Lilliana if she had a ponytail holder I could borrow. She told me where I could find them, and I grabbed one and went back to the kitchen to see if she needed my help with anything.

"No, I think I've got everything pretty much covered. I hope you like French toast!" Wow, was there ever a time of day when this girl WASN'T perky? She placed two slices of French toast on a plate, showed me the where the butter and syrup were, and got a plate for herself.

Once we both started eating she asked, "So, do you work tomorrow?" I told her that yes I did, but that it was the lunch shift and I was off at 5pm. "Oh, that's perfect! The college I'm going to is having a showcase. Basically all of the new scholarship students perform their audition pieces. Three of my friends from boarding school are coming up, and Godric and Eric will be there, and I'd love it if you could come as well! After the performance, my friends and I will probably head over to Fangtasia, because they've never been to a vampire bar before, and I figured that since Eric owned it, they'd most likely be safe."

I grinned while I considered if anyone could technically be considered "safe" while around vampires, Eric included! "Sure, it sounds like fun. Where and what time?" "Meet Godric and Eric in the Fangtasia parking lot at 7pm and you can ride in with them, okay?!?" was her gleeful answer.

A short while later, I headed back home so I could get a few things accomplished before I had to head to work. The bar was so crowded that night, as Fridays during football season usually are, I felt like I hadn't had the chance to just sit and breathe for hours. I got home after my shift, took a quick shower to rid myself of the smell of beer and onion rings, collapsed into my bed and fell into a very deep, relaxing sleep.

LPOV

As I sat in the dressing room putting the finishing touches on my hair and make-up for tonight's show, I felt butterflies fluttering around in my tummy. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been this nervous before a performance. But, then again, my two vampires have never actually SEEN me dance. I realized that this could completely backfire on me, but there's no going back now. If the doctor's last prognosis is true, I don't have much time left. I absolutely HAVE to take this chance at happiness. I felt a wave of sadness hit me when I thought of having to say goodbye to my vampires. Leaving them will be the hardest thing I've ever done. When Godric first told me about Sookie, he said that she reminded him of me in so many ways. At first I didn't understand, but now, as I've spent some time with her, I can see it. I'm glad that she is a part of their lives now, too. Hopefully, once I'm gone, she'll look after them for me. I tried not to laugh out loud when I think of two of this country's oldest vampires needing to be looked after. But, I know they'll need it. I only pray that Sookie will be enough. A knock on my dressing room door brought me out of my thoughts, and the door opened as the stage manager peeked in to let me know that my number would be on in 15 minutes. Just enough time to make sure I'm as limber as possible. Well, here goes nothing.

SPOV

Godric, Eric and I pulled into the small parking lot in front of the theatre for Lilliana's performance just a few moments before the start time. We had taken Godric's car, a sleek and comfortable Audi, because Eric's corvette doesn't have a backseat, and I'm fairly certain Eric would cry of shame if anyone saw him in my old beater. As we reached the entry to the theatre, Godric's cell phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket. "It's Isabel. I must take this. You two go on, I'll meet you inside in a few moments." Eric gave him a loaded look, and I wasn't sure, but it looked like Godric may have nodded at him, and then Eric and I went inside. The small theatre was only about half full, but that wasn't surprising, because it wasn't set to be a very long performance. Most of the crowd had sat in the front rows, so there were about 5-6 empty rows at the back of the theatre. Eric guided me to a seat in the middle of the far back row, and we sat down and waited for the performance to begin. Looking at the program we were handed at the door, I saw that there was to be 10 total performances tonight, Lilliana's being last. Two different partners were listed, and I found that odd. When I asked Eric about it, he simply said, "She said something about it being a trio number. One of the partners, Mark, is the brother of her closest school friend, Natalie. The other partner, Joseph, is Natalie's boyfriend." The lights went down, and the first number began. It looked like some sort of tribal number, and the music was mostly pulsating drums. I became overly aware of Eric's presence next to me. Very slowly, but deliberately, he moved his hand over to rest on my knee. I was wearing a denim skirt which hit just above the knee, and his fingers lightly traced along the bottom of the material. I could tell that he had turned his head slightly to the side to keep me in his view, and I thought that he was trying to be sure that I was okay with this contact. Surprising even myself, I looped my arm around his, and laid my hand down just above his wrist. When the first number was over, he removed his hand from my leg in order to offer a short applause for the dancers (even though I'm fairly certain he paid them absolutely no attention at all), and when he finished, he put his hand back on my leg, only this time, his slid his fingers underneath the material and began softly rubbing and squeezing my thigh. I was trying my best to not squirm in my seat and call any attention to the pair of us. As he continued to move his hand, I felt his pinky finger reach out and rub my core through my panties. I could see his mouth lift into a smile the moment he discovered that they were already wet from his touch. Surprising even myself with my boldness, I pushed my hips forward in the seat and parted my legs slightly, giving him better access. He must've taken this as a hint, because before I knew what was happening, his fingers slid underneath my panties, and were rubbing circles over my nub. God this felt incredible. I wrapped my arm around his once again, and gripped his forearm to help anchor me from raising my hips and moaning loud enough for the entire theatre to hear. I felt a familiar tension beginning to build inside of me, and Eric must've sensed it, because he moved his hand ever so slightly, and slipped his middle finger inside of me, while continuing to work circles on my nub with his thumb. It didn't take long before I found myself on the edge of a cliff, and just as the dance number ended and the applause began, I fell off the cliff and experienced the most intense orgasm I've ever had. Wow. Eric removed his hand from my lap, and made sure that I watched as he brought it to his mouth, and licked his fingers clean. He moved his hand back to my knee, and just then, Godric came down the aisle to sit on the other side of Eric. I'm sure he had figured out what we had been doing, because he gave Eric a small smirk and just shook his head.

The next few dances passed by quickly, and they were all well done. When it came time for Lilliana's number, Godric and Eric both visibly perked up. I knew they were both excited to see her dance. On the drive here earlier, Godric had mentioned that neither of them had ever had the opportunity to see her perform, and this was going to be a real treat for them. As the spotlight once again lit on the stage, Lilliana stood alone in the very center. She looked even more beautiful than I had remembered. She was wearing a black and red gown and fit her curves tightly, and showed quite a bit of skin. As the music for a tango began, she slowly moved her hips to the beat. A Spanish guitar started with a melody, and when it first began to play, another spotlight shone on a man on one side of the stage. A moment later, the melody was picked up by a violin, and another spotlight shown on a different man, on the opposite side the stage. They both slowly moved towards Lilliana, and by the time they reached her, they turned her to the side, and one stood in front of her, the other behind. The music began to really pick up them, and the trio moved together as one across the stage. The two male dancers seemed to be taking turns holding Lilliana's shoulders and arms, while the other moved his hands down her body and over her curves. It was a very sensual dance, and I'm certain that the sexual tension vibrating amongst the three dancers could be felt for miles. As the speed of the music began to pick up, the three separated, and the two men began to almost pass Lilliana between the two of them, both of them caressing her endlessly as she spun amongst them. At one point, one of her partners lifted her leg by the ankle, put it over his shoulder, then grabbed her other leg and wrapped it around his waist, lifting her into the air, and allowed her torso, chest and head to fall backwards into the air while he ran his hands over her chest. Oh boy. I don't know what I was expecting, but it most certainly had not. I heard the small sound that indicated fangs coming down. I looked at both Eric and Godric through the corner of my eye, and could see that they were each showing full fang. Whether it was because they felt lust because of the performance, or, they sensed the lust of every OTHER male in the audience, I don't know. Lilliana continued to dance seductively with each of her partners, and as the music began to reach a crescendo, she threw herself to the floor on her stomach and began to crawl away from the two men, but they reached out, each grabbing an arm, and did a sort of lifting move which reversed her position so she was now laying on her back. They both bent over her, and just when it looked like they were each going to latch their mouths to her breasts, the final note of the song rang out and both men shot their faces forward towards the audience. Well, that was certainly interesting. The audience began applauding wildly for the trio, and I saw Eric turn and raise one eyebrow to Godric, and with that, they stood up, and we made our way back to the lobby of the theatre.

We stood in the lobby in what seemed to be a fairly awkward silence, and I suddenly saw Godric stiffen, and turned to look in the direction he was looking. Lilliana, each one of her dance partners on either side of her with her arms threaded through theirs, was headed our way. After she briefly introduced the two men to the three of us, I could tell that she was beginning to sense the tension. "Well, I've got to change, but, I guess I'll meet you at Fangtasia in a short while, is that alright?" Godric gave her a curt nod, turned, and walked out of the building with Eric and I following closely behind.

Neither of them said anything as we drove to Fangtasia, parked the car, and entered through the employee entrance at the back. As we walked through the hallway towards the main bar area, Eric looked at me and said, "Sookie, I need to speak with Godric alone in my office for a few minutes. Would you mind waiting in the main bar area for Ana and her friends?" I told him I wouldn't mind a bit, and he and Godric slipped into his office, and I made my way towards the front door. Pam was covering the door tonight, wearing a skin tight black vinyl dress. She did NOT look happy about it at all. After a few minutes, I saw Lilliana, her two dance partners, and another woman approaching the front doors to the club. Pam waived them forward, and as they made their way through the door, Pam looked at Lilliana and said, "So, Ana, I understand you stirred up quite the little hornets nest with your performance this evening." Lilliana smiled at her and said innocently, "Why, Pamela, I do not know anything about what you are talking about." Pam raised both eyebrows, leaned in a little closer to Lilliana, and said "Way to go kiddo, I always knew ya had it in ya," and gave her a wink.

Lilliana and her friends came into the main area of the bar, and she came rushing up to me and pulled me into a hug. "So, what did you think?" "Well, that was certainly something I've never seen before," was the most honest answer I could give her. I then looked just slightly behind her to where the two men were standing and added, "Honestly, you all were wonderful." Lilliana's face lit up, and I could tell that she was soaking up the praise.

Her partner that she had introduced as Joseph, and the young woman who she said was her friend Natalie left us then to go to the dance floor, and her other partner, Mark, excused himself to the restroom. Lilliana fidgeted like she was nervous, or anxious. I hoped that maybe a little bit of frivolous conversation might help calm her nerves. "So, why is it that Eric and Pam call you Ana, while everyone else uses your full name?" She smiled at the question, "oh, that's just because Eric is Eric. When I first met him, after I told him by name, he made a comment about it being too much of a mouthful, and that he simply did not want to waste time saying that long of a name. The next time we spoke, he called me Ana, telling me it was a whole hell of a lot easier to remember than Lilliana, and it just kind of grew from there. And, Pam uses it of course because she is Eric's child, and she takes all of her queues from him.

Chow approached us then, and bowed his head to Lilliana, saying "Miss, I have been asked to escort to the office." She stood, taking Chow's hand, and allowed him to walk her a few steps toward the office. "Oh," she said, turning back to me, "when Mark gets back, tell him I'll be back in just a few, okay."

Mark came out of the bathroom a minute later, and came to sit next to me at the bar. A few moments after that, the door to Eric's office opened, and Lilliana came storming out, tears staining her cheeks. She asked Mark to please drive her home, and he complied. I asked her what was wrong, she said she wasn't ready to talk about it, so I told her I would call her tomorrow.

I was mad that whatever Eric and Godric said to her made her so upset, so without telling either of them goodbye, I went outside, climbed into my car, and drove my way back to Bon Temps.

When I woke the next morning, I checked my phone, hoping to find that sometime during the night Bill had called, or even sent a text. Even ANYTHING would be better than nothing at this point. Nope, still nothing. Knowing that it was full light outside, and that he wouldn't be awake, I dialed his number. Apparently, his number is no longer in service. Argh!

After I took a shower and got dressed for the day, I looked at the clock and saw that it was 2pm, and figured it was late enough to call Lilliana to check on her. I got no answer. Now that was strange. She said she always answers her cell, and she was expecting my call. In my mind, I suddenly got an image of her having a seizure while she was all alone in her apartment. I really started to worry, so when she didn't answer for maybe the 20th time in the past hour, I just decided to drive to her place to check on her. I pulled my car into the parking spot assigned for her apartment, and silently wished she didn't HAVE to live on the top floor at a complex with no elevator. As I approached her apartment from the hallway, I could see that the door wasn't shut tight. Well, this wasn't good. I pushed the door open, and my nose was immediately assaulted by the stench of freshly spilt blood, and lots of it.

A/N Just for kicks and giggles, I thought I'd mention that when I was envisioning Lilliana dancing with the two men, the song El Tango De Roxanne from Moulin Rouge kept repeating itself through my head. Please R&R!!