Previously…

Suddenly, Sam was out in front of the bar, practically dragging Maryanne back to his office. I looked to Tara, who just shrugged and went back to work. Maryanne was an interesting person. But why did she seem so strange? And why did it seem like I was just so interesting to her? And just what is up with Sam?

The next day, I was setting up house in Sookie's old room. Last night had been my first night in this house and I was so grateful I would finally have somewhere to stay. Sookie, Sam and Tara had gotten me moved in last night. Well, moved in as far as my stuff went. I didn't really have too much of anything to bring into the household.

As I was folding my newly washed clothes, there was a soft knock at my door.

"Come in," When the door opened, Sookie was standing there, a glass of lemonade in one hand and a plate full of very good looking food in the other.

"I figured you could use something to eat. This heat always makes me hungry," She set the food down on my dresser and made her way into the room. "I hope everything is ok for you. I haven't even slept in this room for a while."

All of this seemed to bring back memories for her. Sad ones, happy ones, angry ones. There seemed to be so many emotions attached to this house.

"So, Sam tells me that you have some kind of…ability as well?" She asked, interrupting my musings. I nodded.

"Yeah. I've been able to do it since…well, since before I can remember." Sookie just nodded and looked around the room, pensively.

"What exactly is it that you can do?" I knew this question was coming; I just wasn't sure how to explain my ability. Very few people had ever cared to know what I could do. Most of them just wanted to figure out ways to use me for my gift.

I finally figured out an easy way to explain it. "Well, I'm somewhat empathetic. I can feel people's emotions and sense what they're feeling from…a good distance away. It's really strong if they're close," The second part just wasn't as easy. "And then, when I touch people…I can sort of…see into their heads."

She looked a little confused, but then nodded and asked, "So, you see what they are thinking? Kind of like I do?"

I thought about that for a second. "Kind of. Sometimes I see what they're thinking, sometimes it's just memories. I've seen the future a few times, but not enough for it to mean I'm psychic like you." Sookie smiled at that and chuckled a bit, shaking her head.

"Sam just says I'm psychic. I'm really not. I just hear people's thoughts. I've never seen the future or sensed the future." We both stood there for a minute, processing what we'd learned. "I guess I'll let you get everything unpacked. Sam says neither of us has to work tonight on account of everything that's happened, so we have time to do whatever we want."

She went downstairs and I was left to eat the meatloaf she had brought up and attempt to figure out my new life.

A little after sundown, I could hear Bill downstairs talking to Sookie. She sounded and felt a little angry, but I couldn't pick up enough of their conversation to figure out why.

Suddenly, my bedroom door was open and Bill was standing there, looking very unhappy.

"May I help you, Mr. Compton?" I asked, attempting to sound nice. "I mean, there has to be some sort of reason for you to come barging in my room like you own the place." Ooh, a jaw twitch. Never annoy the vampire, I guess.

"Your presence has been requested at Fangtasia," Huh? Bill continued to stand there, obviously not fazed by my confused look. "By Eric."

The last part didn't mean very much to me. What could Eric want me for? But Fangtasia? What kind of name was that? "I'm sorry, did you just say Fangtasia?"

That was when Sookie was finally up the stairs. She had her finger raised, obviously to scold Bill. "Bill! What is your problem?" At that moment, I just couldn't contain myself, and I started laughing. Laughing. Like it was the funniest thing in the world that the vampire boyfriend of my new fellow psychic-non-psychic roommate had just told me that a fellow vampire I demanded my presence at a vampire bar called Fangtasia. Oh yeah, it was.

Bill and Sookie stared at me, probably thinking I was a crazy woman for just laughing in the middle of mine and Bill's conversation and their fight. Finally, I calmed down enough to talk. "So, I have to go to this 'Fangtasia' place just because Eric had requested my presence?" Bill and Sookie both nodded slowly. My mood suddenly fizzled. "Just great,"

A little later, we had arrived at the bar in Bill's car. I was refusing to get out of the back seat, not surprising to Bill or Sookie. Jessica had joined us and she was attempting to coax me towards the bar by making it sound fun.

"Oh, come on, it's actually really fun once you get past the whole 'vampires that want to suck your blood' thing," She wasn't helping and I could practically feel Bill roll his eyes at her. "Besides, Eric wants to see you and, trust me when I say this; Eric always gets what he wants. Period." That sounded ominous.

"Do I have to?" I was whining, but I totally didn't care. This was all so unfair to me.

"It's just for a bit," Sookie reasoned. "It's not like Eric can do anything anyways. He probably knows that you have some sort of power and just wants to see how useful you can be for him." That also sounded very ominous.

They got me out of the car, very reluctantly, and we made our way towards the cup. Standing in front of the red line to get in was a very scandally clad woman. Bill greeted her as Pam when we walked up. He, Sookie and Jessica were let through without a second glance, but it was me that she stopped.

"I.D. please." I almost laughed out loud. Until I noticed she was serious. I quickly pulled out my wallet and let her see the Alabama license I still had. "So you're Eric's new pet." It definitely wasn't a question. "Anastasia Marie Wilkensen. Quite the name for a just turned twenty-two-year-old woman." She smirked and it gave me slight chills. "Go on in."

I followed Bill and the others in and was in awe of the craziness in that club. Everyone was wearing black and they all looked like your typical, old story, scare-the-kids-at-night kinds of vampires. In the shadow in the back, I could see a throne and a pair of feet, but the body and face of those feet were hidden away very well.

We all went to the bar, where Bill and Jessica ordered Tru Bloods, Sookie ordered a gin and tonic and I decided to stick with ice water. At our table, I was surprised how many men and women were staring at us. Well, at most likely Sookie and me because of our human status.

While we were sitting there, my eyes were constantly drawn to the shadowed throne. Pam was standing up there now, speaking quietly to whoever was sitting there. Suddenly, the table was tense as I saw Bill and Sookie share a glance.

"We must go see Eric now," It sounded like a death sentence when Bill said it like that.

"Really? Now?" I was so not excited about this, just because I didn't particularly like being summoned.

We were making our way up to the throne when I ran into someone and caught the images. I turned and was staring into a face very much like my own.

"Dagonet Aloysius," And the whole bar was silent.

Author's Note: Cliffy and late update! I know, I'm crazy. Sorry for waiting so long. I've had extreme writier's block for the past couple of days, plus my vacation was just ending. I know it's a strange chapter and you're all probably gonna kill me, but this is the way it has to be. Sorry for the crazy ending.

Now to my excellent reviewers:

Razzie11---Thanks. Eric is so much fun, so I've enjoyed writing this story with him. Anya is gonna get deeper into the Eric, I promise.

The Shadowy Phantom---I got that you were joking. And I totally agree that cliffies are evil, but sometimes, it just has to happen. Maryanne is someone that I hope I never would come across. She freaks me out and I'm definitely going to use that in this story. And Eric is…Eric. I just love him, so he's fun to write.

Murgatroid-98---Great musings. Eric is very perceptive, but is he that perceptive? (Probably…lol). I'm just planning on letting it unfold itself, so just keep letting me know what you think.

Allxbutxmemory---Thanks. I hope the story continues to keep my interest and please let me know of anything I could change or make better.

Rebelwilla---Oh yeah he is. But it's gonna be fun to make him sort of live out of his shell a little later. Shh…don't tell anyone I said that.

.Hitachiinx3---I've updated…hehe. I hope you enjoyed it and that it was good for you. It's been a difficult chapter to write.

SavagelyDisTurbed---Maryanne is a freaky lady and she always has a plan. It's just me that doesn't. I have tons of ideas on paper, but putting them in a good order is killing me. Hopefully, this chapter was one that you enjoyed. Thanks for the great review.

Jdcoke---And a very good questions it is. A better question: Will she want to? Hehe.

MG---I hope this update was as good as the last. Keep reviewing please.

Cute 2 Cuddle---Thanks so much. Too much praise. I never like anything I write, but hearing that someone else does always makes me happy.

Ayrtha21keybladewielder---Very good reasoning. It's really got me thinking too now that you've brought it up. Always the observant reader. Plus, I just love them together and Eric needs some real love.

Raging Raven---Hehe…oh yes.

Myrna13---Probably not the chapter you would have, but it's what was in my head. Thanks for the review. I loved hearing that you are enjoying it. Keep reviewing.

JordanGoombette---I hope this was soon enough. It probably wasn't, but I've been having writer's block.

Sue---To answer your question, I don't have like an actress picked out. I do know that she has chocolate brown hair about halfway down her back in waves and that she has deep brown eyes. She's not pale, but not too tan and she's probably around 5'6 and not too thin. Maybe curvy. I hope that helped.