Hi everyone! Sorry for the slight delay, but I couldn't write last week. However, I might make it up to you by posting another one this week. We'll see how it goes. For everyone who's anxious about updates, I'll be posting chapters a day early on my blog. I'd love to have you all there. I'm trying to optimize it so that everyone finds their way around it easily. I hope you'll consider subscribing cause I'd love to hear your thoughts on the entire thing.
Thank you so much for all the reviews after the last chapter. I was so nervous about the entire thing since I changed so much of CH's storyline in there. I'm just glad all of you loved it (well.. at least the ones who left me notes). I love you all so much and you're the ones that keep me writing.
EPOV
I had lived a thousand years on this Earth and I had never known that Seraphim were real. I've heard legends, of course. However, many stories weren't based on facts, but were born from fear. I never once put thought into this, and the Christian notion of angels held no interest to me.
Since there were no books with real information about this subject, the only way to get information about what Sookie was from Russell.
In a way, I felt betrayed that he hadn't confided in me about his true nature, but as I watched his black wings spread in the room I knew why he hadn't. It was his most guarded secret. He kept this secret from everyone for so many centuries, searching for someone that was just like him.
And now, he found her. Sookie. I couldn't believe it. I had always known there was something special about her, something out of the ordinary, but I would have never guessed this. Despite the fact that I knew she was practically unstoppable now that she was in control of her power, I felt an indescribable desire to protect her even more, to shelter her from all the dangers in the world.
"Can I do that?" Sookie asked after a few moments of watching Russell with her mouth hanging open.
"Of course you can, dear. Try."
"But how?"
"Don't think about it too much. Just let go," he instructed, although I didn't find that any more helpful.
Sookie closed her eyes and sure enough, in the next few seconds, big wings started to shimmer into view. I heard Pam and Jason gasp from their seats and I wasn't any better myself.
She was magnificent. Unlike Russell, the feathers of her wings were white, but their span was about the same size. I was still having a difficult time wrapping my head around this new information.
"Ok. This is nuts." She was looking to her right and left at her wings and started moving them tentatively, trying to reach one to feel their texture. I took a step back to give her room and she finally managed to get them to move as she wanted them to.
"You can use them all the time, Sookie, but it is up to you when they make an appearance and when they are invisible to those around you. I can't know for certain, but I suspect it's some kind of glamour that makes them undetectable by everyone else. It's not exactly science and there's no way for me to know for sure, but that is what I suspect."
Without much notice, Sookie's wings disappeared and she smiled. So much control already.
"I have so many questions," she said.
"I'm sure you do, but unfortunately I don't have answers for many of them. I can only tell you of my own experience through the years. All you must do for now is practice so you have a better control over everything you can do."
"Do you think there's any other power that might evolve for her?" I asked. I needed to know as much as possible.
"I doubt it. She's already got her telepathy and now she can handle the power within her to heal or damage. Her visions might simply be an extension of her telepathy or a vampire gift. As I said, I can move things with my mind, but otherwise have the same powers as Sookie, minus the last one."
That was somewhat reassuring. I wanted to know to what extent her powers could evolve, as well as what else could make an appearance, so I could build a plan to protect her. I'd know how to keep her safe if I knew exactly what others might want from her.
A few minutes later we returned to our rooms, somewhat dazed after everything that was revealed.
"Stop thinking so much," she whispered as we settled in bed, her hand caressing my cheek.
"I can't. Many will want to have you on their side, regardless of your desires. They cannot have you," I said with finality.
"And they won't. I don't mean to brag, but no one can make me do what I don't want to anymore." Her voice was serene and she was pushing calm through the bond.
"You are amazing, my Lover. I am amazed at what you can do and while I can see exactly how powerful you are, I still worry. I'll always worry. There are many threats that seem to rise around us and we must be careful. I cannot lose you. Ever. Do you understand this?"
"I do. I cannot lose you either, my dear. We will face whatever comes our way together. Always together."
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine urgently. Until dawn pulled us under, we made each other forget about anything and everything, leaving behind the supernatural abilities and villains that wanted us hurt and returning to our roots; returning to the thing that tied us together – our love.
Pam's POV
A few weeks had passed since the second big revelation happened. I was still stunned about it all, but I knew Sookie and Eric were even more concerned about it all. Given her recent visions I couldn't exactly blame either of them.
However, I felt confident that if push came to shove she'd be able to manage brilliantly. She had grown much in the last few years, since she found herself in the middle of the supernatural shit storm.
While I held a grudge against her because of how she treated Eric for so long, I had always liked her. Not many have the guts to sit in front of a vampire and act the way she did. She was a breath of fresh air in our stale town.
When you live centuries, nothing surprises you anymore. And if I was bored after only three, I can't imagine how Eric felt after a thousand years. But then Sookie Stackhouse walked in the bar and boom! Everything changed. Life became exciting again, even if most of the time it was some bullshit or another happening around us.
Now as we were holed up under Russell's roof, things became even stranger for us and I found myself compelled to do whatever it took to protect her as well. The powers she yielded were astounding and I knew she was not only important to our little family, but to our race as a whole.
Her brother made for a nice distraction while we were here and he sure as fuck wasn't upset about our time spent together. I knew that he was grieving and that was ok with me. Hey! He was hot and great in the sack, so what's not to like?
I had talked to Eric and agreed to go do some research back in Shreveport, wearing a disguise in order to see exactly how our disappearance was received. Did they fall for it or were they looking for us?
Russell had gotten everything I needed and I began by putting on a dark wig. Some eye contacts and a completely different style of clothing and I was set on snooping.
Sookie had wanted to tag along, but there was no way any of us would agree to let her step into the wolf's den, especially after that first vision she had.
No. It was better this way. I could be in and out of town in no time and she would be safely hidden away until she mastered her powers.
I took one of Russell's cars and drove towards Shreveport as soon as the sun set. After a couple of hours I finally arrived in front of what once used to be Fangtasia. The place was in crumbles and there was still yellow police tape around the place. The building next door had been damaged as well, but I knew it had been empty that night, so no innocent lives were lost. This would please Sookie. I had learnt not to care that much over the years, but she was still sensitive about things.
I had read news online about the explosions and about the investigations, but nothing was written regarding the Fellowship of the Sun, so something had gone wrong down the pipeline.
I stopped by the local police station and asked about the detective that was investigating the case. I was lead to a "Detective Malcolm" and immediately caught his gaze.
"Tell me everything you know about the case. Please," I added mockingly.
Without anything further he began singing like a canary. Apparently the rumors regarding the Fellowship didn't stick because an anonymous source had indicated that maybe everything was staged. They dug deeper and found out the yahoos we put the blame on were actually somewhere else for the night, torturing a young vampire, as it turned out. They were arrested, but not for what we needed. Fuck.
I wondered who the hell the anonymous source was and if they actually had any evidence about us staging the bombing or if he or she was bluffing. It wasn't good.
After I finished with the detective, I returned to my car and went into the neighborhood where Eric's house used to be. I drove by and saw the ruins of the buildings. No police tape was hung here. It had probably been removed when everything was investigated.
I noticed movements around the house and decided to snoop around and see what the hell was going on. Was someone trying to steal whatever the fuck was still left behind, or was there something else?
I parked my car a little bit farther down the road and quickly made my way towards the building. I caught the smell of the intruder and it seemed oddly familiar – like I'd known it before but hadn't met the person in a long while. I was sure it was vampire.
I moved stealthy to the back yard where the vamp was and suddenly found myself face to face with him. Well, fuck me! Eric really should have killed this obnoxious prick a long time ago.
"Pam?" he asked.
"Compton," I replied, contempt in my voice.
Don't hate me. :D Since I'm all for "A dead Bill is a good Bill", I'm taking up suggestions regarding torturing techniques. I had some reviews on the blog saying they'd love to read that... While I won't write anything to graphic, I'm open to any ideas you girls (guys?!) might have.
xoxo
Gaby
