A/N: Again I was to say thank you to all my readers and their unbelievable support. Here is chapter three, I hope you like it cause the next chapter is all going to be about Godric and Anna. i can't wait until you read it.

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Disclaimer: nothing you read here belongs to me except for some of the plot and unknown characters you will meet. All belongs to True Blood, an American television drama series created and produced by Alan Ball. It is based on The Southern Vampire Mysteries by Charlaine Harris.

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A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart.

William Shakespeare

Chapter Three - Playing James Bond

The ride home was quiet. The green light of the car's clock said 12:47 pm. I couldn't get the young vampire out of my head, his face kept flashing in my mind like a beautiful dream. My thoughts couldn't leave his burning hands that were still banded by the silver hand cuff. I don't believe anyone should be treated unfairly, but my beliefs don't matter in this situation.

I was sitting in the back seat quietly when my eyes glimpse toward Steve, who was driving the car. I couldn't accept the fact that he was known for being a pastor, for any honest student of the Bible would acknowledge that man, as God's special creation, has been blessed with certain "human rights." Well, in this case "vampire rights." But Steve doesn't believe that it applies to their kinds, when it clearly states in the Bible that "The Lord is the maker of all" (Proverbs 22:2). But not to Steve, any true student of the Bible would have been stimulated toward ideals such as fairness, justice and generosity, especially one who comes from generations of pastors.

Even if we throw away the messages of the bible, isn't it illegal to treat someone like that? I mean, this is America, it is known for freedom and rights. That was why, the founding fathers of our country said, "All men are created equal….endowed by their creator with certain unalienable Rights." So why is it so hard to except their kind and give them the rights they deserved? But I guess I can't really blame anyone, for we, human kinds, are terrified of the unknown and the things we don't understand.

My train of thought was broken by the loud giggle that burst out of my sister, I don't know what Steve said to make her laugh but she moved in her seat to give him a soft kiss on the lips. I grind my face in disgust. I wonder what our father would say if he saw her like this, what our mother would say if she saw her like this. I turned my head to look out the window, my mind trailing back to his beautiful face again, to his beautiful eyes and... The hand cuffs. That was another thing that's frustrating me, I know he was supposed to be a powerful vampire, but I just don't know why he tolerates Steve's actions, I just don't know why he won't fight back.

In all this thinking, I was able to conclude one thing, one thing I had to do. One thing the lord would want me to do. I had to be the person who fights for him, who treats him well. His intense blue-silver eyes flashed in my head again, and I could feel my face heat up. Ok, in all this thinking, I was able to conclude two things. The other one being, I was attracted to him. Oh, I was very much attracted to him. He was extremely handsome, and not to mention I have never been this curious about anything before.

When we arrived home, the maid, Helen, had already prepared lunch. We sat around the table as we ate. Steve and Sarah talked about how pleased they were with today's program, and about a potential young candidate for the fellowship of the sun. When they started discussing about what they should pack for tomorrow, a question popped in my head. "How long are you guys going to be gone?" I asked turning toward my sister. She was still chewing her food when she answered, "oh don't worry sweetie, it's just for two days." Steve nodded his head in agreement smiling toward me. Once lunch was done, Sarah and I started picking up after ourselves.

After lunch, Sarah asked me if I could help her pack. It took us about half an hour to arrange everything she will need for her trip in one big suitcase. Once we were done, I sat on their bed as she moved to help her husband pack. When I saw they were distracted with which suit Steve should wear for the interview, I slowly left their bedroom and walked toward Steve's office. Steve's office was just down the hall, right next to the guest bedroom. If I know Steve as much as I think I do, he should have the key for the silver hand cuff that bound the vampire's hands in his office. This was my only chance, I have to get it now, for when they usually leave for their trip, Steve would lock his office door.

I slowly walked into the empty office and closed the door behind me. His office was neatly kept; there was a marvelously crafted wooden table and a comfortable looking leather seat. There was also a shelf full of books at the back. Once I was done observing the office, I tried to work as fast as I could. The first place I looked was his desk, with all the papers he had piled up. Next was the file cabinets, I checked each and everyone, but the key was no where to be found. Nervousness started running through me when I heard Steve's voice just down the hall. My heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to burst out of my chest, I felt like I was playing James Bond, just without the gadgets. I quickly turned toward the desk drawer and yanked it open fast. There was nothing but paper clips, pencils, pens and other office supplies. I heard Steve's voice again, but this time he was right out side of the office door. He seemed to be talking to the maid about his dress shirt being ironed. With just the little seconds I had I yanked open the second drawer. As I rushed through it, I saw the tiny key all the way in the corner, hiding under papers. I swiftly picked it up and tucked it in my bra before closing the drawer. Just then, Steve walked in, his hands fidgeting with his tie. He seemed surprised to see me.

"Oh, Anna, what are you doing here?" he asked his eyes on my face while his hands still worked with the tie. Lying was never my talent, even my mother used to say so.

My eyes quickly scanned around me, "oh you know….hmm….looking…looking for this." I said swiftly picking up a news paper. "See, you're on the front page." I said with my voice little trembling. I turned the news paper facing toward him. There was a picture of him shaking the Mayor's hand with a large smile on his face. "You know, I just thought I should check it out." This time I tried to keep my voice less shaky and more normal.

Steve's face brightened with a smile as he walked toward me. "They got my good side too." he said making the pose of the picture. I hummed yes with a laugh, fixing his crooked tie and loosening it up a bit. "Thanks." He said buttoning up his coat. "So what do you think of this suit? I have an interview to go to right now." Steve said motioning to his outfit. Before I could reply to his question, the phone in his office ringed. I slowly walked out of the office as Steve sat down in his chair and picked it up.

Once I was finally outside of the office, I thought god bless who ever had called. I quickly walked toward my room, and I grabbed my car keys and walked out with the tiny hand cuff key still stuffed in my bra. Once I was in the garage I walked to my black BMW. When I was safely inside I pulled out the tiny silver key and put it aside before starting my car.

I drove around in the beautiful city of Dallas in a hot summer day, my eyes looking out the window for any gas stations that sells "Tru Blood," a Japanese creation of synthetic blood for vampires. Two years ago, scientists in Japan invented a synthetic form of blood called, "Tru Blood" following the events that took place when vampires "came out of the coffin." And now, they no longer have to rely on human blood to survive, vampires are able to integrate themselves into human society because of Tru Blood. After I drove for about six miles, I finally saw a gas station that had a sign that said, "We got Tru blood." I parked in the corner and walked in to the gas station. It was normal like any other gas station, there was shelf's of food, magazines and other stuff that was usually seen in a place such as this. But as I walked toward in the back, I saw red Gatorade like bottles that said "Tru Blood." There were so many different types of Tru Blood; I didn't know what to choose. They had it in all blood types, from A-, A+, B-, B+, O-, O+ to AB+ and AB-. So I did the only thing I could, I picked one from all types. When I got to the cash register, the man behind it looked up from his tiny TV in the corner, which was playing a baseball game. When he saw all the Tru Blood, he looked surprised. He raised his hand up and fixed his cowboy hat before looking up and down at me, his eyes moved glancing at my yellow sundress. I could see his eyes harden, giving me a cold stare.

"You don't look like a fangbanger to me, so why do you need all this?" he questioned as he ringed my items. It's none of his business to ask this, but the people here in Dallas, Texas are very hostile when it comes to vampires. "It's for a school project." I spit my answer irritated. Once I paid, I walked out of the gas station taking my items with me. The drive home was fast. I parked right outside and quickly ran inside the house, leaving the synthetic blood and hand cuff key in my car. There was no one in there except for the maid, Helen. I guess Steve and Sarah must have left for the interview. I ran up to my room and changed into a comfortable blue jeans and a white tank-top, then I quickly walk into my closet and pulled out a sleeping bag that I bought last year when I went camping with my friends. I grabbed my old book bag that was under the bed and stuffed the sleeping bag in it.

With the book bag dripped on my shoulder, I walked out of my house toward my car. When I started my car the clock at that moment said 6:52. It took me about seven minutes to get to the church. I grabbed one of the synthetic blood bottles, which said A- and put it in my book bag. I tried to hide the rest of the Tru Blood just incase Sarah or Steve got into my car, but there was no hiding place, so I just put it in the trunk. My book bag in one hand, I walked into the church toward the basement.

Gabe was there again, but this time he was holding a large pizza box in his lap, supporting it with one hand while eating with the other.

"Hey, Gabe" I greeted as I walked toward him.

"Oh, hello, Miss Newlin." he replied in a mumbled voice while trying to swallow. "Sorry about that I was just a little hungry." said Gabe, putting his pizza box on the ground and got up.

"Oh no, its ok, don't get up, enjoy your pizza, I'm just here to check up on him." I said motioning toward the locked door. Gabe said nothing except nodded his head. I walked pass him into where the prisoner is, but before I got in, I turned and looked at Gabe. He was a bold man in his early forties. From what I know, he was divorced and paying for child support. The idea of bringing him muffins or something the next time I come here crossed my mind, just to make sure I was in his good grace.

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