When Warlow anxiously arrived at Sookie's front door, he peered through the window. Sadness struck him as he found her sitting on the floor shuffling through pages of old photographs. It was easy to see she was upset; silent sobs racked her body and she let a photo slip from her fingers and fall to the floor, without needing to listen in he knew she was mourning the life she thought she knew; the parents she thought she knew. Warlow knew it was time. He knocked at her door, careful to keep from startling her. Sookie turned, wiping her eyes on her shirt sleeve, quickly composing herself. She softly strode to the door. They stood for a moment, looking into each other's eyes, silently reading one another's thoughts before she opened the door. He followed her into the foyer before she turned to face him once again.

"I didn't think I'd see you again…" Sookie whispered. Her head hung as she fought back more tears.

Warlow gently placed his fingers under her chin, lifting her head to meet his gaze. "I am the oldest vampire in the world, my sweet Sookie, it would take much more than you'd think to get rid of me." He replied, a small smile dancing across his barely parted lips. A smoldering intensity etched his face as he reached to cradle her face. "Come with me, Sookie. There is so much I must show you, so much to tell you and my time is limited. Bill Compton will summon for me far too soon."

Sookie studied him for several seconds before she responded, her voice breaking as she spoke, "I can't be lied to. I can't open my heart again only to have it broken, I can't do it anymore, there's not much left."

Warlow gently took her hands in his. "I will never hurt you, Sookie. I have loved you from the moment I set eyes on you and I will continue loving you for eternity. It has only ever been you, Sookie. Be mine as I will be yours. " He implored, searching her eyes.

For several moments Sookie let the immense pain and hurt from the past few years wash over her. But her thoughts soon shifted to the man in front of her. As she began to envision a life with Warlow, her sadness dissipated. Instead a glowing bright light warmed her being; happiness, love, joy, a carefree life all danced through her mind. With a simple nod she whispered, "Okay."

Warlow could no longer suppress his happiness. A smile broke across his face, his dimples more evident than usual, making him appear so young and carefree, rather than the 6,000 year old vampire standing before her. "Come with me, my love." He slipped his hand through hers once more.

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For several hours they laid beneath a weeping willow, Sookie's head resting in his lap and he ran his fingers through her hair, telling stories from his own childhood. "We can go anywhere, live anywhere, visit everywhere. I can show you the world, Sookie." She closed her eyes as a smile danced across her lips.

"Focus on my thoughts, Sookie. Clear your mind until it is a blank canvas. I will show you what I've seen, the places I will show you one day soon." She scrunched her brow in concentration as glorious pictures began to unfold within her own mind. Mountains, valleys, tropical islands, sun, snow, ice, it was the world, the entire world playing before her.

Sookie slowly sat up until she was sitting face to face with Warlow. The sun was setting and she knew their time was ending. "You wanna to make me like you. You wanna to make me a vampire?"

"Yes." Warlow responded cautiously.

Sookie slowly got to her feet, dusting the dirt from her hands. "Something tells me my ex ain't going to like that too much. I suppose we will have to kill him first?" For the first time in several days Warlow felt the fiery spark in Sookie that he was afraid had been distinguished.

"Turn me." She said simply.

Warlow took her head in his hands as he kissed her forehead. "Very soon, my precious Sookie. But for now I must go." He cast his eyes to the fading sun. With one last glance he was gone.

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