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Chapter 26

Enough is Enough

SPOV

"Ring, ring Hookah!" Lafayette hollered.

"Sorry, Lala," I mumbled, taking a plated burger from him. "My mind was somewhere else."

"Hmm…" he murmured. "I'd like to see where." He waggled his eyebrows at me and I couldn't resist rolling my eyes. "Tell daddy what makes ya so… hot." He gave me a meaningful gaze so I turned around a little to check if someone (like Sam) could hear us. Thankfully, everyone seemed to be busy and my boss was nowhere to be seen. I decided to take a risk and confide in my friend.

"I think we're gonna do it tonight," I whispered, blushing and Lafayette moaned. "You know… all of us… the three of us," I explained so quietly that he had to read my lips to understand.

"You go, girl! Ya'll like tha' sandwich!"

"What sandwich?"

I almost dropped the platter when Sam's voice sounded right behind me. "Cheese and rice; I almost dropped it!" I said angrily and marched away. When I was walking away, I could feel Sam's gaze on the back of my head and heard Lala saying something about 'cold tuna sandwich with extra mayo'.

Honestly, I was mortified that I was able to read something from his culinary-slash-sexual metaphor.

I served Mrs. Collins her burger and wished her a good day and moved into the back to use the ladies' room. On my way there, I glanced over at the burly wolf sitting in the corner. This one was new – I hadn't seen him before. Since I had started working in Bon Temps again, Eric and Godric have been pushing me to accept a guard. I said that I didn't need a guards and ended the discussion. And, of course, it was just a coincidence that werewolves have suddenly decided to dine at Merlotte's…

Giving him a wink, I stepped into the ladies' room and I was wondering if I should use my break to call Eric or Godric. Both of my boys thought themselves to be clever and discreet, but I knew that they had been up to something. Really – it was hard to miss the big bag of scented candles that Godric had hidden in the closet.

It took me over two weeks to meticulously analyze my current situation and come to the conclusion that there wouldn't be anything damnable with trying to create a relationship with both Godric and Eric. These last few days had allowed me to get to know the vampires better and I found a growing connection with them. They were both very attentive and protective, proved themselves to be able to entertain and respect me. The truth was that the only change from what was between us at this moment would be adding more sex into the mix. I have been keeping up an intimate relationship with Eric, but Godric was probably the sweetest and most caring vampire in the world. I couldn't hide the sexual attraction that I felt for him - the kiss that I had planted on his lips had been immensely pleasurable.

Something in the back of my mind was still nudging me, telling me that having two lovers will sooner or later bring me some heartbreak. The conversation that I had with Eric last night had silenced that voice successfully though.

"You know, I feel a little sorry for Godric…" Eric had murmured, kissing me gently on my belly. I looked down at him, not commenting on his opinion out loud – I knew what he had meant. "He still has hope to bed you, you know." He had smirked and teased my belly button with the tip of his tongue. I jerked from the bed and glared at him. He knew that I was wildly ticklish down there and yet he persisted in tormenting me.

"I… I guess I want it too," I whispered, watching Eric carefully to see if he was showing any signs of distress, but to my surprise (and relief), he had smiled broadly.

"So, what's the problem? I can tell that you enjoyed the kiss."

"I did," I admitted weakly. "But I'm afraid that it will make things more complicated."

"You don't have to worry – my Maker and I can work in perfect sync. I assure you that we can easily share our duties in guaranteeing your satisfaction."

I couldn't help it. I burst into a fit of giggling upon hearing his cocky answer. When I had seized control over my laughter, I noticed that Eric didn't seem to be pleased.

"You doubt me?" he had asked with a cocked eyebrow and I had taken a deep breath to calm myself. Something had been telling me to explain the situation before he decides to 'prove himself'.

"No baby, I meant something else." Eric cringed – maybe because of the term of endearment that he hated so much or because of the seriousness in my tone. "You know what they say – two's company, three's a crowd."

"They also say that three is a lucky number…"

"But what if we get into a fight?" I hissed.

"We fight all the time, lover. I assume Godric will be on your side most of the time…" Eric had shrugged but I had interrupted him.

"Exactly! I don't wanna be the reason for the two of you disagreeing or fighting. What if you get jealous of Godric? Or Godric gets jealous of you? I don't warrant youl fighting over me, of course, but I hope that you understand my point. I don't won't to drive a wedge between you two."

Eric was looking at me, obviously not very impressed. "Sookie, Godric andI fight a lot, over many things. I assume, no – I'm sure – that we will also fight over you. Lover, we already had. You need to understand that there are centuries of love and trust between my Maker and I. We have discussed this whole situation on many occasions. I admit that thinking about you with another man…" Eric paused and something dangerous appeared in his eyes for a moment. "This thought makes me want to kill someone. I think that it will be not a problem with Godric though." My Viking moved over me and took hold of the nape of my neck, turning me to face him. "You have gotten over your irrational fear of being our toy; please don't look for another excuse."

"Excuse?" I had frowned, not understanding what he had meant. My reluctance was to be expectedl in this delicate situation.

"Yes, I believe that's what you're doing – you're looking for excuses because you're scared."

"Care to elaborate?" I had asked him through clenched teeth.

"First, you're still a little worried about peoples' opinions. You are better, I admit; you stood your ground with the shifter and some of your so called friends although you've been thinking about it, haven't you?"

He was right, I had. The fear of being mocked or scorned because of a relationship with two males was still buried deep inside of me. On the other hand, I had believed them when Godric and Eric had promised that they will not "parade me" for everyone to see. The relationship that we would build, would be between us and it would be happening behind closed doors . As long as I don't throw myself at them in public, the best ammo that haters could have, would be their own suspicions.

"A little, but I trust you."

Eric beamed. "Good, you have no idea how much I like hearing that, my Sookie. Your other fear…"

"There's no other fear. I already told you what worries me!" I told him stubbornly, trying to untangle myself from his embrace, but Eric was like a rock – unmoving and solid.

"So you're not afraid that you won't be able to keep up with us?" he asked with a smirk and I got a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach upon hearing his question. I was not afraid of this, was I? And yet I was. I closed my eyes and groaned. "I think I'm correct, no?"

"Maybe…" I mumbled. "You're freakin' vampires with freakin' super powers!" I admitted, annoyed.

"Yes, there is no point in arguing," Eric said, waiting for me to open my eyes to continue. When I had finally given up and looked at him, he had given me a shit-eating grin and offered. "I believe that my comic book identity would be 'The Orgasm Master'." I had to snort at his joke. "You have no reason to be afraid, lover. We are sex beasts…" I had giggled a little. "… but we will be sure to not… overexploit you."

The sinking feeling was still present in my belly and I had decided to share my other fear with him. "What if I won't be enough? What if you decide to seek relief somewhere el…"

I was unable to finish because Eric had dropped his fangs and had growled at me. "We discussed that too, Sookie. We have made you a promise that you would be the only one and we're planning on keeping that promise. Never question our faithfulness!"

I had no idea how to answer his passionate declaration. I hadn't lied when I had said that I trusted them, but sometimes my insecurity got the better of me. I couldn't help it – I was just a small town barmaid with a quirk. I was neither exceptionally beautiful nor smart. Compared to Eric and Godric, with all their physical attributes and millennia of knowledge, I felt quite ordinary and insignificant. I appreciated all of the compliments that they had showered me with and their caring behavior and yet…

"You don't believe me," Eric had said sadly and I had jerked my head to look at him. He was disappointed.

"No, I believe that you won't cheat on me," I admitted. "I just… I just don't feel good enough for you, Eric. And for you and Godric? What is it in me that makes me worthy?" I asked him weakly, trying to stop the tears that stung my eyes. Eric's face had softened and then he had gently patted my cheek.

"You are beautiful, courageous and loyal. You have a goodness in your heart that I haven't seen in centuries and yet you can be fierce and brave. I admire your spirit and the way that you make me feel when I'm next to you. Sookie, I've been guarding myself from everyone except for Pam and Godric, but for some reason, I don't feel a need to hide myself from you. I know that you will not think any less of me if I were to share with you my fears or dreams, if I were to let you see my more human side."

"Of course not!" I had interrupted him, annoyed. Vampires and their stupid belief in the necessity of acting like emotionless robots. It was ridiculous. Why would you be weak if you feel?

"See?" Eric had smirked. "My sweet lover…" He had reached over and planted a gentle kiss on my lips. "If someone isn't worthy, it's me…"

"Eric…" I had started, but he had stopped me, putting a finger to my lips.

"Having Godric and you around makes me remember my human life and it feels… good, I like it. It's a great relief that I could be with you like that. I care for you greatly and so does Godric so please, lover, allow us both to make you happy. You will not regret it; I vow you this. You will be so happy that you will not think twice of your insecurity or those narrow-minded zealots. Just be ours."

I had felt something in my heart breaking just a little bit and I had choked back a sob. "Sookie?" Eric had asked me worriedly.

"Damn it, I had no idea you can be so freakin' sweet!" I had half laughed, half cried and Eric had shaken his head.

"Women…" he had rolled his eyes. "So, what is your answer?" Eric had inquired with a smile and a raised eyebrow.

"It's hard to say no to you…" I had murmured, hooking my leg over his hip. My Viking had glanced down at me and licked his lips. "You can be very persuasive - even irresistible…" I had said, inching closer to him. He had growled when I had raised my hips from the bed. "But you both better be damned sure that I'm treated like a lady," I had told him, although my current actions hadn't been very lady-like. "And it would not hurt to have a romantic date from time to time," I had added as an afterthought.

"Well, Miss Stackhouse…" I had gasped when Eric had positioned himself between my legs in a blink. I had gulped when he had turned his head aside and had showered my calf with tiny kisses before he had hung my leg on his shoulder. "I promise that we will do our best," he had whispered, but I had only nodded, watching his lips moving to the inside of my thigh. "Do you like it?" he had smirked and again, I had been only able to nod. Every inch of skin that Eric had touched had felt like it had been on fire. "Then, think how better it would be if Godric were here," he had murmured. "Watching us or…" I had moaned when I had felt Eric's long finger entering me. "… giving me a hand."

"Sookie!" I jumped when Arlene entered the bathroom, looking at me suspiciously with a frown on her face. "You okay? You look a little flushed."

"Mhm…" I mumbled, washing my hands to find myself some distraction and to avoid her eyes. "Yup, I'm peachy. It's just hot in here!" I said with nervous laughter.

Poor thing, Arlene thought, those vamps sure messed up her head. She's more jumpy than usual.

Girl, you have no idea.

"There is someone in your section asking for you. Your cousin?"

I froze. "What?" I turned to Arlene and entered her mind without any hesitation. What I saw there made me gasp. I almost pushed Arlene on my way out, ignoring her outraged puff.

I stopped at the entrance to the main room and shook my head trying to decide if what I was seeing was true.

"Cher?" Sam asked, but I felt like I was in a trance when I passed him and moved to stand at the table where Hadley was sitting.

The wayward daughter was back.

"Hadley? What are you doing here?"

The last time that I had seen her, she had been on the run from the rehab center and had stolen almost all of Gran's savings. The last time that I had heard about her had been when Eric had mentioned that she was the Queen's pet. Part of me was happy to see her here, but the other, the more pragmatic side of me, saw something suspicious. Why appear after all these years?

Hadley has always been insincere and ready to stab you in the back at the first opportunity. She had never hesitated to hurt me, either in the sandbox or at school or at family meetings. I have been seeing in her head a strange jealousy directed towards me. Why? That I had never found out.

"Hello, Sookie!" she exclaimed and stood up. Before I could stop her, she embraced me and hugged me closely.

Rookie mistake, cousin.

The second that I touched her skin, I heard her thoughts and saw her memories very vividly.

"Remember pet – say you want to bond again with the family. Get the girl to show you your late mother's house and we will take it from there. Just make sure to go there during the day and to stay away from Northman and his maker, do you hear?"

"Yes, Sophie…" my cousin whispered and tucked her head into the crook of the vampire's neck, but the red-head yanked Hadley's hair and glared at her.

"You better not fail me. Remember that I can send you right back where I found you."

I shuddered, looking at the scene in Hadley's head. She really had sold me out!

"Sookie?" She had to have noticed something in my eyes because her thoughts shifted.

Oh God… I hope she hadn't heard. Sophie said the glamour will work on it. I don't wanna fail my Queen.

"Sookie, why are you looking at me like that? Look I came just to…"

"Bond with your family, dear cousin?" I hissed, clenching my hands on her forearms. Hadley looked down at my hands and back at my face, swallowing loudly. "Maybe take to a trip to aunt's house and have me delivered to your fucking vampire Queen?!"

With every word, my voice was getting louder and at the end of the sentence, I was almost screaming.

"Wha… No Sookie, I had no idea…"

"Stop lying!" I yelled at her, tightening my grip. "That's what you're the best at, aren't you? And spilling secrets, of course!"

"Sookie, what's wrong with you…" she tried, but on the inside, she was panicking- knowing that I knew.

Oh no! Sophie will be furious. I don't wanna be punished!

"Oh, just you wait for my punishment, you little two-faced bitch!" I pushed Hadley and she fell over the table with a soft scream. Anger flared in her eyes and before I knew what was happening, she was upon me, knocking me over and I groaned when we collapsed onto the floor. I heard a few patrons screaming, but Hadley's thoughts were louder than their screams. I couldn't believe what she was thinking.

I should have never said anything. I won't let her take my place. I'm HER favorite!

"I don't want your place, you idiot!" I yelled with fury and pushed her from me. My action was so forceful that Hadley ended up under the table. She gawked at me with surprise and dismay.

Freak. I hope they will break her…

Something snapped at that moment and the next sober thought that I had was when Godric was trying to stop me from killing this treacherous bitch. Why he has decided to take from me my rightful revenge, I didn't know, but I was going to get back at him for this later.

I felt some hope when Eric handled Hadley and knocked her down. His eyes were shinning with silent fury when he nonchalantly announced that she had it coming.

He was right; she had. All the things that I saw in her head made me sick and furious. But there was one thing in particular that made me want to kill her with my own hands.

I was still shaking when Eric and Godric took me outside and the tiny vampire, that Eric called Thalia, dropped Hadley into the trunk of her car.

"Eric…" I whispered when he opened door for me.

"It's okay now, my lover. We will send her back to the Queen with a very clear warning."

"No, Eric…" I felt tears stinging my eyes when the force of this realization came upon me. Hadley was just evil and I felt an almost physical sickness when I remembered what she had decided to do when she realized that I won't be delivered so easily to Sophie Anne. "Eric, we can't… If we do, she's going to tell her about Hunter."

Godric and Eric exchanged looks and I felt the older vampire embracing me gently. I hadn't even noticed when he had moved closer to me.

"Who is Hunter, Little One?"

"Hadley's son." I looked at them pleadingly. "He's my nephew and if he is in any way like me… I just can't let him down."


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