A/N: Sorry sorry sorry I beg your forgiveness. I finally got my computer up and running. Also, this is a very hard chapter to write for me. I've never written citrus before. Hint Hint

I do not own the southern vampire mysteries I just playing is Ms. Harris' backyard.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of growling. It truly sounded like a pack of dogs fighting over a bone. When I opened the door to the living room I was shock with what I saw. Tristan was sitting in a chair in lingerie, a white bustier, white boy short panties, a garter belt, and white fishnet stockings. Amelia was putting her hair in curlers. Quinn and James were sitting on the couch staring daggers at one another. Frannie was off in the corner looking indignant as always.

"Sook, please tell the wicked witch of the west to calm down, and please get those two to shut the hell up." Tristan said motioning to the boys on the couch.

"Shut the hell up Tris all I did was defend you and Sookie and Tigger got all pissy." James wasn't looking away from Quinn. I swear I heard Frannie snort.

"Alright, what the heck is going on I'm not in the mood for this. It's too early and I'm too hung over." I said looking around the room.

No one was answering so Frannie decided to pipe up, "Well I was just asking why the hell we are trying to tart up the two dollar whore like a blushing bride, and why I have to be around a fangbanging slut like you."

I couldn't speak. I knew Frannie didn't like me, but that was truly uncalled for. Luckily Tristan didn't give me a chance to. She spun around faster than you could bat an eye. "Look I can't deal with your shit right now. I can't count the amount of times Quinn has called me freaking out because you were gone for days with the flavor of the month. Of course you didn't tell anyone where you were. I do recall one time when you called me at 3am to pick you up from the side of the road, because the guy you hooked up found out you were under age an kicked your ass out of the car."

"That was the same day I found you in bed with my brother. You were living with Russell at the time." Quinn was doing his best impression of a bass staring at Frannie and Tristan.

"Sorry to tell you sweet heart felines are just to effeminate for me. I never fucked your brother. I just like to snuggle. Sookie, on the other hand has, and just because their break up was bad doesn't mean you should get involved. Your brother is a big boy he can handle himself. Now apologize to everyone here and start acting like a good girl. Before I beat the snot out of you." Wow while I don't like that she said I fucked Quinn, Tristan did have a point.

Quinn finally decided to speak up, "FRANNIE! TRISTAN! What the hell. Number one Tristan don't threaten my sister. Number two Frannie you thought I had sex with Tristan. I would never. I like my women less butch than me. You should have asked me, not jumped to conclusions. Number Three Frannie from the way you've acted since puberty you calling another woman a whore is like the pot calling the kettle black. Leave Sookie alone her and I are trying to get along again. She's a good woman so shut the fuck up and deal with it, I love her."

No one in the room said a word, we were all too shocked to speak.

"What the hell its not like everyone didn't know that already. Fuck it I can't handle this shit right now." With that Quinn walked into the bedroom and slammed the door.

James just smiled, "This is better than my stories.
No more day time T.V. for me. I'm just going to hangout with you guys. Maybe I should have brought a video camera Russ would love to watch this on the honeymoon."

Frannie punched him in the arm, "Tris, tell me the truth did you fuck my brother?"

"No hon I didn't you two are like family. It would be almost like incest to me."

"Alright, but I still don't like the fangbanger."

Tristan and James both growled, Amelia gave her a dirty look, and I left the room I needed to talk to Quinn anyway.

When I walked in to the bedroom Quinn was sprawled out on the bed. I'm surprised at how much room he takes up, it didn't even look like enough room for me.

"Hey, Babe Tristan kill my sister yet?"

"No, Frannie and Tristan are okay. Frannie is just focusing her energy on hating me right now."

"Would you like an annoying little sister?"

"Naw Jason is enough for me to handle."

"I forgot about him. I'll keep my sister, he would be too much for me." He was trying to keep a straight face but he wasn't doing well.

I jumped on him, "Hey I'll take my jackass of a brother over your bratty sister any day."

Quinn flipped us over and started tickling me, "Oh, really huh?" He stopped all of a sudden, "That's all I've got I really don't have a come back."

He collapsed on top of me, "Okay I get this cuddling thing now your comfy."

"You weigh a ton. Get off." He rolled off to the side and pulled me to him.

There was a knock on the door and Amelia yelled through, "Hey you crazy kids we're going to the empty room to give you two some space."

We heard Tristan yell at Frannie, "Calm down little kitty, its not like she is going to have kittens before we get back."

I couldn't help it I let my shields down. Amelia was thinking of turning Frannie into a mouse so a cat would eat her. Tristan was picturing a tiger striped tinkerbell. Frannie was picturing my death (At least she was nice enough to think of a a quick death for me.). James was thinking of the stripper that gave him her number last night. God these people are nuts.

I couldn't help but laugh a little. Quinn looked at me like I was crazy, "Have you ever seen a tiger striped tinkerbell. Tristan was picturing it."

"Ha ha. It figures that she would think that. How about a catnap instead?"

"Sounds like a great idea."

I don't think I even slept before the bed shifted and Quinn sat up with his head in his hands. "Are you okay?"

"No, Sookie I'm fucking okay. Why the hell would I be okay? My Mom just died, my sister is being a bitch, and the girl I consider my other sister is getting married today. I'm freaking the hell out. And to top it all off I'm lying in bed with the woman I love and I can't even touch her. This is ridicules."

I knelt behind him and wrapped my arms around him. "Quinn, we'll find out who did this and make them pay. Even though we already know it was Madden we need to find who is helping him. Frannie, is just being a protective little sister, no big deal there. I might go about it a different way but I would feel the same if I was her. Tristan, she loves you, but she also loves Russell this just might be just what they need to admit it. As for me. Well have you ever thought of trying?"

"That all makes sense I know Russell and Tristan love one another, but it might not be the way you think. Still this might be... Wait a minute did you just tell me to try." He turned around to look at me. I just smiled.

"Why the hell do you think Amelia had everyone go to another suite?"

In no time he was on me. It felt so good to kiss a man who was warm for a change. His hands were everywhere at once, it was like he thought I would disappear. He nipped at my bottom lip asking for entrance. I happily obliged. His slightly rough tough awakened something in me I thought I had forgotten. I couldn't get enough.

We sadly pulled away for air 'Damn lungs' I thought. Until Quinn took the time to rid me of my shirt, fallowing suit I took his off as well. Once I had his shirt off he was on top of me attacking my neck and collar bone with licks bites and kisses. As he reached the valley between my breasts he reached be hind me and unhooked my bra. His rough tongue circled my left nipple, my back arched into his mouth. His hand came up to roll my other between his thumb and forefinger. After paying ample attention to my chest he slowly worked his way down my stomach. His blunt nails scraped down my ribs.

When he reached top of my pants he looked into my eyes silently asking permission. I just looked at him and said, "Please."

He slowly peeled my pants and underwear down. Once my pants were off I closed my legs.

Quinn looked into my eyes, "Sookie, no please let me see you. You are so beautiful." I let my legs fall open and Quinn let out a slow breath. The way he looked at me made me feel like steak dinner and I loved it. One slow lick from my opening to my nub drew a low moan from me. The texture and size of his tongue was amazing. When he zeroed in on my nub I was keening. He placed a finger at my entrance just teasing my flower, I could not keep my hips still.

"Patience Babe I'll give you everything you want." He slid his finger in and curled it just right. I was over the edge before I could blink.

"Quinn I need you." He kissed his was up to my mouth.

I didn't notice the air vibrating around him until he said some thing, "Shit Sookie don't move." The next thing I knew I was lying under a huge horny Tiger. Quinn let out a roar.

Seconds later Tristan barged in the door, "What ha.... Shit sorry guys. I'll be right out here."

Frannie was right behind her, "What the hell did you do to my brother?" Tristan slammed the door in her face.

I just flopped back on the bed and Quinn carefully climbed onto the floor.

A/N: Eric fans don't kill me. I thought it was funny. Hope you liked it.