Sadly i still don't own Bill, as always all characters owned by Charlaine Harris, Alan Ball and HBO, i'm just borrowing them and will give them back

Chapter 2

A shiver ran through me, and not from cold, it was that voice, that sweet, smooth, sexy voice that made me weak at the knees. I opened my eyes and met his stunning blue eyes staring back at me. I smiled and was about to say something but his beautiful lips crushed mine stealing my words, before his arms encircled and pulled me into his hard broad chest. After a several moments of insatiable kissing, I had to break away, gasping for air. I looked at his perfect face, "Bill, what on earth are you doing here? We aren't supposed to see each other until the wedding, it's bad luck", even though I was happy to see him and felt so safe in his firm embrace, I felt an irrational twinge of panic resurfacing.

"Sookie, Sookie... Sookie" he repeated my name in a soothing tone that sent my heart racing in a much better way. "Don't worry sweetheart, it is OK. Look..."

I looked around in the direction he indicated and was amazed to realise that I was no longer in the living room but in a beautiful garden; ;laying in his arms on a magnificent antique wooden four poster bed with pure cool white linen sheets and gauzy white curtains hung from the posts of this huge bed swaying gently in the warm breeze. As I gazed upwards, I saw the moon, full in the night sky. That was my last coherent thought before his lips crushed mine again, his strong fine hands pulled my legs up around his waist as he moved into position above me. I could feel his hardness press against my thigh, sending my arousal into overdrive. His right hand moved up to cup and caress my right breast, his long cool fingers stroking my nipple which was now painfully hard. His left hand slowly moved between us, tracing down along my body to slip into the warmth between my legs, his cool fingers pressing against my clit, which he started to stroke through the now damp cotton of my panties. An involuntary gasp of pleasure escaped my lips as I arched my hips and pressed myself harder into his hand as he gradually increased the speed of his strokes, I moaned loudly. As my hands eagerly moved down to unfasten the waistband of his blue jeans he pulled his head back from mine. "Dinner's ready" he said insistently and sounding vaguely amused.

"Huh?" I asked feeling confused and suddenly groggy.

"Sookie, I said dinner's ready girl."

I opened my eyes to see Tara standing there, with a spoon in her hand, a raised eyebrow and a wry smile on her face,"Good dream Sook?" she asked trying to stifle a laugh.

I blushed. "Sorry, I really didn't mean to fall asleep, guess I must be tireder than I thought. And yes - it was a very good dream thank you. I miss Bill." I admitted.

I followed her into the kitchen where she had laid out a delicious looking meal of herb-stuffed roast chicken, potatoes, green beans and gravy along with, already on the table, 2 large glasses of chilled white wine.

"Tara! I don't wanna be waking up with a hangover tomorrow" I said looking at the wine bottle in the cooler on the side.

"Don't worry Sook, we're just gonna have the one, to toast, you know. It's the end of an era Sook, y'all are getting married, things are going to be different from here on in" she said, sentimentally getting a little choked, as she grabbed her glass and held it up.

I walked over to her, pulling her in for a hug, "Don't you dare cry Tara. Y'all always be my best friend, that's not gonna change just because I'm getting married y'all better know that" I told her while fighting back a few tears of my own.

"Fuck!" said Tara. "Look at us two and that's before the wine". We looked at each other and broke into a fit of the giggles.

Tara raised her drink again "To our past, to our future and to you and Bill" she proposed as we clinked our glasses, took a mouthful and swallowed the delicious wine she'd chosen and I thanked her for everything.

"OK" I said, as our laughter died down, "that food looks mighty good. Lets eat!"

I smiled as I ate, thinking how this was my last night as a single woman; this time tomorrow I'd be Mrs Sookie Compton and I couldn't wait.

After dinner, Tara and I sat together on the sofa, looking through Gran's old family picture albums. We chuckled at the weird and wonderful things we'd worn as teenagers, things that we'd thought had been so cool at the time. When we turned to a picture of us together aged 17, Tara burst out laughing uncontrollably.

"I know our fashion sense wasn't great but it wasn't that bad" I said as she wiped away tears of laughter.

"Oh no. I'm not laughing at that Sook" she gasped, "It just came to me that after you're married tomorrow y'all really will be a step-mother of a teenage vampire".

"I guess I will, y'all's right" I told her, smiling.

I was really fond of Jessica. In a way, I could identify a little with what she was going through, being a teenager with teenage problems and also having to deal with being something people consider freakish.

"So," asked Tara "what time's Jason coming over tomorrow then?"

"About 4pm, you know he's real nervous about giving me away" I said grinning.

My brother had been thrilled when I'd asked him, until he'd thought about it for more than 2 seconds, and then got terrified that he'd accidentally trip me up while walking down the aisle. It'd taken me the best part of an hour to convince him that it'd all be OK; after that he beamed with pride about his role in the wedding.

"I still can't quite believe Sam's gonna be Bill's best man" Tara said smiling and shaking her head gently.

"I know but I think once he'd accepted I truly loved Bill, and they got to know each other better, they realised they had a lot more in common than they first thought. Now they're friends, go figure!" I said laughing.

My thoughts turned to Bill again and I wondered what he was doing. I missed him so much, I just wanted to run across that cemetery to him but knew I couldn't. I had to wait just a little while longer and it would all be worth it.

Tara and I finally hugged a tipsy goodnight a little after 3am. I'd thought I probably wouldn't be able to sleep anyhow because of my excitement. I was planning on being awake all night tomorrow so I knew I should get some rest but, as I lay there, thoughts racing, I was sure sleep wasn't going to happen. I cast my eyes around the shadows of my moonlit childhood bedroom, so much had happened in the last year; not all of it good but Bill's love had been like a light through all of that darkness; I smiled to myself at the irony of that. Some people thought that vampires were pure evil and darkness, sucking out light and life, but Bill had brought light and love to me, he had given me life. My mind started to wander beyond the wedding ceremony, after the wedding breakfast and reception were over; when Bill would carry me over the threshold back into our home, as his wife, before we left for our honeymoon the following day. Bill would be travelling in an Anubis Air travel coffin for our flight. I started to feel the nerves worrying me again. I wondered what would our wedding night be like. Our lovemaking had been always been amazing, we never seemed to be able to get enough of each other, but I suddenly felt anxious that it might be different once we were married. I told myself to 'stop being stupid', if anything it would be better than ever and, with that thought, I finally drifted off to sleep and into dreams of my handsome husband to be.

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