A/N- We see someone in love with Sookie in the next chapter.

Diantha rode with me in my car back to Bon Temps, she didn't say anything, obviously content to play with her handheld game. I did my best to pretend she wasn't there, I didn't have the courage to open my mouth, lest I start screaming hysterically with the fear that was coursing through my veins faster than my blood.

My delicious quart-fae blood that vampires so enjoyed the taste of.

My unborn three-quart fae baby that would probably be even more desirable.

My hands shook so much I had trouble steering the wheel and almost drove onto my front lawn rather than the gravel driveway. Mr Cataliades followed in the limo; I wondered if it belonged to the King of Nevada for transporting himself and his servants or was rented every time one was needed? For that matter who was driving the thing?

As you can see my mind was whirling off on many different tangents as possible thanks to my barely controlled panic.

As I unlocked my front door and entered my house I prayed wildly for a random act of God to have brought Amelia home early. Perhaps she'd fallen ill or hadn't been needed past lunch...but no the house was empty save for me and Diantha the demon. And judging from the ease with which she'd entered my house carting my many bags of baby items I'd been right on the money concerning the strength and ability of her spell casting.

Damn novice witch.

I directed Diantha to my old bedroom and she dumped the bags in there and then came to watch me pack my suitcase. I looked in my wardrobe and tried to pack according to practicality, I doubted I would need anything pretty, I wouldn't likely be attending any balls or dances while I was there- not that I had much dancing time left to me anyway- from what I could tell my baby would be directing my movements in a few months or so. I packed a pair of boots, deciding to travel in the runners, jeans, t-shirt and jacket I had on. I packed two pairs of loose fitting track pants, several tops, some jeans and a few peasant dresses with high enough waists that I would be able to wear them when my stomach popped. Most of my toiletries were already packed into a small toiletries bag; it had been a lazy solution after I'd got back from Rhodes. It also meant that I had even more space for my make-up, which, since I'd started dating, I'd somehow acquired a lot of. I didn't bother taking that with me; I didn't think anybody in Nevada would care how I looked.

They certainly didn't seem to care how I felt.

I toted my suitcase out to the kitchen and grabbed the notepad from beside the telephone, I put the pen to paper a few times before I could decide what to write.

Amelia,

As good a beginning as any.

Mr Cataliades and Diantha came for me while I was shopping in Shreveport for my baby. Felipe de Castro would like to see me in Nevada and they are taking me there now. I'll hopefully be able to call once I get there, please take care of the house while I'm gone and don't do anything crazy ('such as coming after me' I mused to myself) I'll hopefully be home before the baby is born. Tell Jason I love him and to please set up the nursery if it's not bad luck.
I have to go.
Your friend,
Sookie Stackhouse xoxo

I swallowed nervously and stuck the note to the fridge, looking around my living room one last time and wondering if I would ever see it again. This small farmhouse had been home to Stackhouse's for over a hundred years, but I couldn't even guarantee that my baby would ever see it.

Or that I would live long enough to see my own child.

'Stop thinking like that' I scolded myself, 'You've been through worse and survived, and you'll do so again. You'll get home and set up the nursery and your baby will grow up here and when the time comes raise their children here too. You will survive Stackhouse'

"Okay" I announced to Diantha, "I'm ready"