"Great," I replied jokingly, "Until you left."

He laughed, "I'm sorry, Ma Cherie. Eric needed to speak with me."

I leaned in to kiss him. He kissed down to my neck, running his tongue over the spot where he'd bit me last night. My head fell back and his eyes flickered up to meet mine. Keeping eye contact, he bit me and I moaned. I don't think I'd ever get used to the feeling of feeling Godric's fangs inside me, it was bliss.

Too soon it was over, but I knew he didn't want to take too much after last night. He bit his wrist and held it to my mouth, strengthening our bond. I latched onto his wrist, drinking his blood greedily. He pulled away and I released him grudgingly. I leaned forward to kiss him and I felt his fangs. I slid my tongue around one of them and he moaned against me, dragging my hips harder against his. I felt his pleasure through our bond, I didn't even need to use my gift in him anymore.

A knock interrupted us and the interloper said, "Godric? It's Sookie."

I gave Godric a suffering look before standing to answer the door. I wanted to talk to her any way.

She blushed a little when I opened the door,"I'm not interrupting anything, am I? Cause I can come back later..."

I laughed, "You didn't interrupt anything we couldn't finish later." She blushed again and I motioned for her to come in.

She sat down across from Godric, "Godric, is there anything you could do to make Eric leave Bill and I alone?" I had gleaned some of this issue from Eric's mind earlier so I popped in, Godric seemed like he was uncomfortable with the question anyway.

"He's just trying to protect you Sookie. Bill and the Queen of Louisiana were very close and Eric just can't believe that she'd let him move to some hick town and date a human. A human that just so happens to be a telepath. He thinks there are too many coincidences." I told her. Godric looked a little proud, and Sookie looked shocked. I had my shields down so I heard her thoughts.

'B-bill wouldn't... Bill LOVES me! But he doesn't seem to trust me, he's been lying to me... a lot...'

"I know that Bill loves you and all, but Eric is Sheriff. He has to explore all possibilities and protect his assets, and believe me, you are a major asset. Plus you intrigue him, it makes him want to be close to you." I explained, she seemed shocked, but I had gotten this from Eric's mind, so I knew it was true. " I hate to drop something else on you, but I really need to talk to you."

I felt her peek into my mind, "Hey! No mind-reading!" She looked stunned, "What, you think you're the only special one?" I shook my head, "We're getting off track, Just listen to me for a moment." I waited for her nod before continuing, "Well, my legal name is Brianna Newlin. I'm adopted though, and my birth parents left me a note when I was born."

I handed her the note. She read it twice and looked up at me, tears in her eyes, "This is my mother's handwriting..."

I looked away, fighting back tears of my own. Suddenly she pulled me into before quickly releasing me and dragging me away, "I want you to meet my-our brother." I could fell Godric's amusement, but I was lost in my own thoughts. I was picking through Sookie's memories that had washed through me.

I felt her thinking of her gift as a curse, which it often was. I felt the loss of her Grandmother, and our parents. I felt her connections to her friends, and everything she had to deal with when she couldn't pull her shields together... I'd only been around vampires for so long that I'd forgotten about that aspect of my power.

Before I knew it, Sookie was knocking on another door and a tall man with dark hair and brown eyes answered the door. I knew him, I'd seen him around the church. He was one of the Soldier's of the Sun...

I could hear his thoughts as he recognized me as well.

'What is the Newlin's daughter doing here?' 'Why is my sister with her?' 'Does my sister know who she is?'

Sookie just pushed her way past him, dragging me with her. I was careful not to make contact with him, one set of family memories was enough for the moment.

Sookie sat us down on the couch and Jason sat across from us, never taking his eyes off me. "Sookie, what is Brianna Newlin doing here?" He said my last name with so much hate I almost flinched.

"Don't be rude, Jason Stackhouse." Sookie admonished him, "She has something to say to you."

He looked at me expectantly and I made it as short as possible. "The Newlin's adopted me, my real parents left me this note." I handed it to him to read.

He stared at it for quite a few seconds before looking up at Sookie, "This is mom's handwriting." Sookie nodded and he looked at me with new eyes. Once again I felt his thoughts come toward me.

'I can see it, she has the same shade of hair as mom, and her and Sookie have the same facial structure...'

Suddenly he hugged me. It was surprising, and I had to fight to fight against the memories ripping through me. I felt him sticking up for his sister, trying to do good even though everybody thought he was just a man-whore, and I felt his sense of betrayal from... Rene?... killing people and tricking him. Killing his grandmother, two of his girlfriends, trying to kill Sookie.

I stood against the onslaught until he finally let me go. "I remember when Mom was pregnant with you. It was when they took a trip up here to Dallas and came back no longer pregnant. She just said the baby was gone and wouldn't say anything else. I thought she'd had a miscarriage..."

Sookie looked thoughtful, "Oh yeah, I remember that. Vaguely."

After that we ended up spending most of the night together. We went out to dinner and just sat and talked, sharing our experiences. It was very fun.

I was happy to return to me and Godric's hotel room though, I forgot how stressful it was to have to avoid touching people.

When I walked in the room, Godric put down the book he'd been reading and smiled, holding his arms out to me. I walked up to him and curled up into his arms, kissing him lightly.

It felt good to be back in Godric's arms...

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