When I woke up I could tell that I hadn't been asleep for very long, but I felt oddly rested. I looked over to the clock and it was only nine-thirty. The sun had come up a little after six, so I'd had less than four hours of sleep. I knew that it would be a good idea to go back to sleep, but I just didn't feel tired. I felt well and thoroughly fucked.

I looked over at my dead to the world Viking and there was part of me that wished he was awake right now. The sheet had slid down and his gorgeous ass was on display for me. Even after all the sex we had last night I was more than ready to go again. I quickly pushed that thought aside since he was dead for the day.

While I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do, my stomach and bladder both decided that they were being ignored. I went and took care of my bathroom needs, then went to head downstairs to find something to eat.

I slid on Eric's shirt that he had been wearing last night and made my way down to the kitchen. I was very disappointed when I got to the kitchen and discovered that the cupboards were bare. I was absolutely famished, it was too early for any kind of delivery place, and I knew that it would be a very bad idea to leave the house, not that I really wanted to. Just the thought of leaving the house and being away from Eric left an ache deep down inside of me that I was definitely going to explore more later.

I went into the living room and sat down on the floor in front of the coffee table that had the TV remote on it. I needed some kind of distraction until I could find a way to get something to eat.

As soon as I turned it on I was met with a commercial for a huge ice cream sundae. I quickly turned to another channel and was met with a Sonic commercial. I changed to a third channel and was met with an Outback Steakhouse commercial. The television was not my friend today so I turned it off.

I laid down on the sofa and closed my eyes hoping that sleep would claim me again, but I was too hungry to fall asleep. I couldn't even remember the last time I had eaten and that wasn't good. If I was going to become a vampire queen (which was another decision I was going to have to make sooner rather than later) I was going to have to start taking better care of myself. I couldn't be seen as weak and that Eric couldn't take care of me.

I kept my eyes closed and my brain was thinking of those delicious foods on the TV. I imagined that juicy steak, nice and rare in the middle with a loaded baked potato on the side. I was imagining it so fiercely that I could almost smell it. It was absolute torture.

I gave up on trying to go back to sleep and sat up on the couch. I opened my eyes and I thought I was delusional with hunger. I could actually see a plate on the coffee table containing a mouth watering steak and loaded baked potato. Is a mirage possible in northern Louisiana? I hoped not. My stomach rumbled loud enough to echo in the room, but I was afraid that my mind was just fucking with me. As I thought about my mind I realized that Niall had told me that I was able to conjure things with my mind. That had to have been what I just did.

I reached out slowly and poked my finger into the steak sitting before me. It felt real and tender and juicy, I noticed that there was a fork and knife sitting beside the plate waiting for me to use them. I decided if this was what I could do with my powers, then this might not be so bad after all.

I slid back down onto the floor in front of the table and dug into the food that I magically made appear. The first bite was absolute heaven. I hadn't eaten anything this delicious in longer than I could remember. Every bite just melted in my mouth and the plate was quickly empty. That was just no good because I was still famished.

I let my mind wander, thinking about what else I would like to have right now. This first thing that I wanted was a nice, hot cup of coffee. I focused my mind on the smell and how badly I wanted it. I opened my eyes and there it was. This was just about the coolest thing ever.

I took a sip from the steaming cup and it was the best cup of coffee that I had ever had in my life, but it needed something to go with it. I thought about the gooiest chocolate cake that I had ever seen and there it was. It was like a little piece of heaven right here on Earth.

I spent the better part of the morning working with my powers and making food appear. Surprisingly most of it went into my stomach and it was just able to satisfy my appetite. I was definitely going to have to start eating better.

By the afternoon I wanted to see if I could conjure something besides food. I didn't know if that would take more concentration on my part, but I wasn't tired from all the magic I wielded so far, so I'd just have to wait and see.

I took all of my dirty dishes into the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. I went to turn it on and realized I had no soap to clean them with. Well no time like the present to see what else I could conjure. I had never had a dishwasher before, but I'd seen enough television commercials to know what soap is popular. I imagined in my mind a bottle of Jet Dry and it appeared on the counter. I could help but feel pride of myself how quickly I was picking up on one of my new powers.

I turned the dishwasher on and made my way into the living room. I decided that I had conjured enough for the time being. I wanted to see if it was as easy to use my other powers.

I sat down on the sofa, took a few deep breaths and cleared my mind. I had seen enough Charmed that powers are usually tied to emotions. Maybe if I stayed calm that would make my powers work better.

When I was feeling calm and serene I decided to give it a whirl. There was a vase over the mantle that I thought would be the perfect object to start with. I waved my hand to try to move it to me. That didn't work. I tried calling the vase to me with my hand held out. That was a bust. I definitely wasn't Charmed that's for sure.

I decided that maybe this power worked along the same lines as my conjuring power. I closed my eyes and focused on the vase in my mind imaging it floating through the air. I opened my eyes to see if it worked and I saw the vase floating towards me. I was so excited that in that instant my concentration wavered and the vase started heading to the ground. I didn't want Eric to be mad at me for breaking his stuff, but I couldn't get my mind to focus.

Without really thinking about it I through out my hand and yelled, "Stop!" I never expected it to work, but there in the middle of the air was the vase. That was not something that I would have expected to happen. I guess that I had more powers than Niall realized. I didn't know how I felt about that fact, so I pushed that aside with the growing list of things that I had to think about.

I walked over to try to pluck the vase out of the air, but it was sort of stuck there. "Well that's just great. How the hell am I going to get this vase out of thin air?" I held my hands under it and focused my mind on it gently dropping down into my hands. I focused with all my might and it still didn't work. I was starting to get agitated with this power.

Okay, I decided to think of this in the simplest terms possible. When you tell something to stop, how do you get them to start moving again? "No, could it really be that simple?" I had some doubts, but I thought that it was worth a shot. I held my hands around the vase without touching it so that it wouldn't break after all of this effort and I whispered, "Go."

When the vase dropped into my hand I completely lost it. I dropped down to the floor cradling the vase and laughing my ass of. I had a power that was the equivalent of playing Red Light, Green Light. I knew that the situation wasn't really as funny as I was making it out to be, but it was absolutely hilarious to me.

After a few more minutes of belly laughing I was able to get myself under control. I put the vase back on the mantle and was hesitant to try that power anymore. I didn't want to chance breaking anything, but I was curious about my new Stop and Go power.

I grabbed a pillow off the power and decided to see if I could do what I thought that I could do. I through it up in the air and said, "Red Light!" Imagine my surprise when I looked up and there was the pillow frozen in mid-air. I dropped down on the sofa in absolute hysterics. I could not believe that actually worked. I didn't know if I could handle this power with a straight face.

I took a couple of deep breaths and focused on the pillow again. "Green Light!" I watched the pillow fall to the floor and I couldn't take it anymore. That was a power I was definitely going to have to work on keeping a straight face with.

I sat back on the sofa getting myself under control when I noticed the time. It was after five in the afternoon. I couldn't believe how fast time had flown by while I was using my magic. I also couldn't believe that I was starving again. I guess that magic burns calories.

I conjured myself a tall glass of sweet tea, chicken fried steak smothered in gravy, two biscuits, some macaroni and cheese, and an entire chocolate cream pie. My stomach growled loudly and before I realized it I had devoured everything, even the entire pie. I wasn't completely full, but I was satisfied for now.

It was close to six now I knew that Eric would be up soon. I got up to head upstairs, but then I realized that I hadn't practiced my teleporting power yet. I had done it before, the thought leaving my cheeks read and very warm, so I figured I might as well try again.

I closed my eyes and focused on my Viking, the way I left him laying on the bed and how much I wanted to be up there with him. I felt the tingling start quicker all over my body and everything went black. I focused all my concentration on my Viking so I didn't get lost in route. I didn't want to get lost in some void some where.

This trip lasted longer than before, but wasn't longer than a few seconds. As I was pulled back into myself I realized that I didn't feel anything under my feet and I really wasn't in a vertical position. I slowly opened my eyes and realized that I was floating in mid-air looking down at Eric from over the bed. It was definitely an interesting sensation, but I didn't know how much I could take or how I was about to get down.

I let my mind wander and I started drifting around the room. I was getting close to freaking out. I was not suppose to fly, I was suppose to keep my feet on the ground. I was really freaking and I couldn't stop myself from yelling, "DOWN!" I went crashing to the ground. I landed on my ass and I'm sure it would hurt a lot more when I stop my hysterical laughter again.

It took a few minutes to calm down and when I did I was laying on my back looking up into the beautiful blue eyes of my Viking. He was looking at me like I had completely lost my rocker. I was almost convinced that I had. "Hi sweetie. How long have you been awake?"

"Just a few minutes. Are you all right Lover? You seem to be in hysterics down on the floor."

"I've had a very busy day."

"Would you like to come up here and tell me about it? Or we might not even have to talk at all if I have my way." He wiggled his eyebrows in that "I want to ravage you" kind of way and my laughter disappeared.

My lady bits had come to life and I really wanted to be up in the bed with Eric. That gave me an idea to kill to birds with one stone. "Up." I started to lift up off the ground until I was level with the bed. I looked over and I had never seen such shock on his face. I managed to navigate myself over the bed. "Down." I landed with a thud next to him on the bed. I looked up at him and smiled. "Surprise. I have more powers than Niall thought."

"It seems that way Lover." I watched the smile spread across his face and I could barely feel the pride that he had for my accomplishments. I was suddenly overcome with the need to feel closer to him and not in just a sexual way.

I slid closer to Eric and slid my arms around his neck, his beautiful neck that was almost calling my name. I leaned in closer to him and it was like I could smell his blood and it was like the sweetest ambrosia in all the world. "Eric?" My voice was barely above a whisper, but I was getting caught up in this strange feeling.

"Yes my love?" His voice was deep and absolutely dripping with sex. Just being in his presence was waking up something deep inside of me.

"What would you do if I was to bite you right now?" I ran my tongue up his neck and I could feel his body tense and a growl start deep in his chest.

"Do you want to bite me lover?"

"Yes. I want to feel your blood flowing inside of me. I want to feel you as much as I possibly can."

I could see that he was blown away again. I didn't know how much more either of us to take, but I needed this for some unexplained reason. "Lover, are you saying that you want to bond with me?"

"I think I am." I ran my tongue over his neck again, but he quickly pulled me away.

"Sookie, you do know that if we did this that we would be permanently bonded. There with be no walking away from me ever."

"Will you be giving me a reason to want to walk away from you?"

"No. I want you with me Sookie, more than I have ever wanted anything in my entire existence."

I felt tears well up in my eyes. He could be a big bad ass sheriff when he needed to be, but he could also be very sweet and kind and caring too. "Eric, I want to bond with you. I don't know what is happening to me, but just the thought of being away from you for even a short time leaves an emptiness in the pit of my stomach and I don't like it." I stopped and took a deep breath. I knew that what I was about to say was going to change both of our lives. "I love you Eric Northman and I would be honored to be you queen and rule at your side."

I'd barely gotten it out when Eric swept me up into his arms and spin me around and around. I was starting to feel a little nauseous from all the spinning around, but he stopped as quick as he started and had me pinned to the bed. "Sookie, I need to know that you are a hundred percent sure that you want to do this."

I put my hands on his face and was about to ease his worries when images started to appear in my mind. It was of Eric and me and I could tell that they weren't coming from Eric. Somehow I knew that I was seeing a vision of the future. I didn't know how far ahead, but I saw our coronation. We were both wearing red velvet robes, Eric had just had his crown placed on his head by an ancient looking vampire. I was seeing the vision like I was watching TV, switching angles so I could see what was happening.

I saw the ancient vampires face and she was clearly blind, yet somehow she could still see what she was doing. She had turned towards me and was about to place the crown on my head when there were explosions in the background and gunshots ringing out all around. The ancient vampire pushed me to the ground so I wouldn't get hurt.

The noise seemed to go on forever, but just as suddenly as it started it all stopped. I slowly started to sit up when I realized that it was safe. I knew that I was fine, but something was wrong. I looked over next to me and Eric was laying on the ground in a pool of blood. I was over next to him in a flash with tears running down my cheeks. "Eric, are you all right? Why aren't you healing?"

"Silver bullets." He started coughing and cough up at least a pint of blood. I could feel how afraid I was and I wanted to know what was going to happen, but I was suddenly brought back into my own head in the present.

I could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks and felt Eric holding on tightly to me. "Sookie, what happened? Where did you go just now?"

"I just had my first view of the future and it wasn't good."

"What happened?" I wiped away my tears and put my hands back on his face and projected my vision into his mind. I tried not to watch as it replayed in Eric's mind. Seeing him taken down like that made me feel sick to my stomach.

When it was over I collapsed into his arms and started sobbing. I couldn't stand even the possibility of Eric not being around. I clung to him trying to get as close to him as I could and it just didn't seem to be close enough. He held me close while rubbing my back and doing his best to comfort me. I don't know what was wrong with me, but I felt like my emotions were out of control. Maybe it was these new fairy powers emerging in me, maybe it was all of the sudden changes that had been happening so rapidly, I didn't know. All that I did know for sure is that I wanted Eric. He was the one I was always suppose to be with and who I would be with forever.

I wanted to bond with Eric, but I was suddenly overcome with exhaustion and fell asleep in his arms.