A/N: Wohoo! I finally and officially have a beta, notdoneatforty. So huge viking size thanks to my beta Mysterious T(notdoneatforty);-) for your mad skills in proofreading this chapter. And big thanks for future chapters also as notdoneatforty agreed to beta my previous posted chappies! for much better read. Revised chapter 1 is up. Check out this fics by notdoneatfory Beautiful Strangers, another Eric and Sookie fic for us to obsessed about*giggles*
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Chapter 22
Upstairs of the mansion
Sookie's body stopped seizing, but only for a while. After Claudine gave her a few drops of the magical fruit to calm her down her body ceased it's uncontrollable shaking but Sookie's eyes started glowing. Then she started speaking in a language they didn't understand or know.
They heard every word she said, but they had no idea as to what she was talking about, no idea of the meaning of the words that she had been uttering. They thought her voice sounded distressed and the words sounded like a warning, maybe even a pleading. To whom she was speaking and what the words were, they had no idea. They could only guess.
After a few sentences had been uttered, a change formed in Sookie's facial expression. She looked visibly upset, tears had started building at the rim of her eyes, and then finally those tears broke loose and trickled down the side of her cheeks.
A few more seconds passed. Claude's hands, which were holding both of Sookie's arms, started moving upwards involuntarily. Claudine and Claude looked at each other with wide eyes, stunned.
A current run through Sookie's body and Claude disengaged his hands, having felt a tingly burning sensation run through his palms.
What happened next had nothing to do with them being twins. Claudine and Claude came up with the same conviction that 'this certainly cannot be good.'
There was a sudden palpable change in the confines of the room. The air became suddenly very still, just like the calm before the storm or before a tornado strikes. They had an instinctive gut feeling that something really bad was going to happen, something unfathomable and maybe even out of their control.
A low trembling of the furniture started in the closed bedroom.
The twins stood up and glanced around, witnessing another round of low trembling of the furniture but this time the floor trembled as well.
Claude, shook himself of his from his stunned demeanor, and sprung onto action. He took out his cell phone and dialed their great grandfathers' number. The prince of fairies, he thought. Something serious was happening to their kin, and since they had no idea what it was, and no idea what to do, he'd call somebody that he knew might have an idea of what's going on.
"My Lord, something inexplicable is happening. We need guidance and aid. The woman of our kin has been summoning an obscene amount of energy. She..."
Before Claude could finish his account of what was happening to Sookie, the prince, Niall, appeared before them. With him was one of the realm's autocratic nobility, his grandson from Fintan, Sookie's father Dain (pronounced Dane) also known to human world as Daniel Stackhouse.
Claudine and Claude bowed their heads in respect for the prince and lord Dain.
"My Lord, Lord Dain," they said in unison, but were brushed off by the pair who were focused on Sookie.
Niall felt the energy that his kin was summoning as soon as he appeared in the room. The low but perceptible tremble of the floor was obvious.
Lord Dain, one of the fairy realm's autocratic nobility from the Prince Niall's royal bloodline, known in the human world as Dan and Sookie's father, studied the situation. It was the first time that Dain had laid his eyes on one of his triplet offspring in many years.
It seemed like very long years had passed since Dain had left them in the care of his human mother, but only if you were counting it in human years. In the fairy realm time is slow, so for the twenty plus years that he had been gone from the human world, he had only been living in the fairy realm for less than eight years.
So many years had passed since he had left them, his triplets from his human wife Liezl, out of duty to the other part of himself, and to his father, and to his people in the fairy realm. This was the first time he'd been face to face again with his daughter Sookie. He suddenly felt a very intense emotion. A flood of longing, an urge to hold his daughter for the first time, rushed over him upon seeing his now grown-up daughter. He knelt before her and tried to gather her in his arms, but to his surprise and chagrin some kind of current run through his daughter's body, preventing him from touching her further.
"Why can't I touch her? What is wrong with… with my daughter?" Dain asked not to anyone in particular, but to the room where the three other observing fairies were standing, contemplating, and trying to come up with an explanation to this situation.
Claudine thought her gut was right in assuming that this kin of theirs was somehow related to their uncle Dain. Her features resembled a lot of her father's features, Claudine observed.
"I do not have an idea, Lord Dain. Perhaps we should call the supe doctor, Ludwig. She might know or come up with some answers to what is happening to her. But first we need to teleport her to a safe place. This place is swimming with vampires. It won't be too long before one of them catches our scent, or follows the cause of the trembling of this house, and figures out the source of this obscene amount of energy she may be unknowingly producing," Niall reasoned.
He could hear and see the distress of his grandson, who he always thought looked so much like and reminded him of his son Fintan. Fintan who had perished a few years ago during the fairies' power struggle to attain a new royal to the throne, a new ruler for the fairy realm. The throne that had become his in the end.
He gazed downward and thought also that this great granddaughter of his also resembled a lot of features of both Fintan and Dain. He suddenly felt a mixture of sadness and longing for his son, but was comforted when he looked back and forth to the two creatures who so resembled him. It gave him some comfort to know his wonderful memories of his son would continue to be remembered, just by looking at these two.
Niall moved closer to Dain when he didn't make any attempt to move or get up from his kneeling position. He placed his hand on Dain's shoulder to get his attention and told him to stand up and hold his hand so they could teleport his daughter to a safe place.
Dain finally stood up to hold the prince's hand, his other hand held out to one of the twins closest to him, the gesture mirrored by the next person until they formed a continuous ring of clasped hands around Sookie. This gesture would allow them to teleport Sookie to a safe place without having to touch her. Soon all of them appeared at the old Stackhouse farm house.
Upon popping to the Stackhouse farm house, and landing to her four poster bed, Sookie's demeanor changed for the worst. She had started convulsing again.
Niall immediately called Doctor Ludwig, while everybody else watched as Sookie started to convulse violently again. But this time she also gradually started levitating slowly from her bed. The levitation was a struggle, if her descending and ascending, on and off, and inch by inch was any indication.
Her eyes were glowing white, brighter than before, but the most disturbing sight that knocked them for a loop was when blood started seeping from Sookie's nose and mouth.
Luckily it didn't take too long for Dr. Ludwig to appear to enlighten the clueless fairies, and before any permanent damage had been done to the blessed creature, in its mortal vessel, Sookie Stackhouse.
Ludwig arrived carrying her huge bag containing the items that she normally used to cure and patch her patient to get them on their way to healing. She procured a vial containing a sedative drug and a syringe, bit the tip off the syringe and tugged off the cover to expose the needle. She then extracted a large amount of sedative from the vial, but not enough to actually be lethal or harmful to the human vessel of this blessed creature. Her only desire was to knock her out completely into a blissful sleep. But Dr Ludwig also knew that the sedative itself would not do the work, so she instructed any one of the fairies to perform a magic spell, "Postulo alica". It was a containing spell to fully get her to sleep and keep her contained within the four walls of the room.
As soon as Dr. Ludwig administered the drugs and Niall performed the spell, Sookie's body slowly descended, and the flow of energy started to dissipate until only a residue of spent energy was left.
Sam and Tray sniffed around the rubble piled with bodies. They were hoping and praying that Sookie and Amelia had survived this horror. But the desperate scene before them was not giving them any hope that somehow the two women were unscathed and unharmed. Walking through the pile of carnage, and hearing the cries of pain around, they diligently tried their best not to think that the person they loved and cared about might be dead, but it was a real struggle for them not to.
Tray and Sam separated so they could look for the two women more efficiently, having told each other where to meet when either two of the girls were found.
Tray cried in relief and thanked the gods when he found Amelia, miraculously unscathed and crawling out of one of the restrooms of the huge mansion.
Amelia thanked the Goddess that she finally had the courage to coerce her hiney to crawl out from the restroom. She had puked her guts out and passed out afterward from drinking too much alcohol. Although the restroom was immaculately clean to the human eye, she was grossed out when she woke up and found her cheek in contact with the bathroom floor, with her drool flooding on top of it! Eww! Gross! So she had gathered herself up as much as she could and had taken her mask off to splash some water and wash away the filthy remnants of her drunken state.
But the thing was it didn't do all the good she had hoped. Amelia was still quite drunk and had a massive headache to combine with her drunken state. She felt like shit! So she decided to find Sookie to ask her if they could go home, or if she could just drive her home if she decided she wanted to stay until the end of the party. She knew that Sookie would give her hell for it, but she wasn't really up to staying until the end of the party anymore. She would just have to make it up to her friend next time, maybe give her a little bit of time off so she could go out sometime and do some bar hopping. Sookie enjoys that sometimes, Amelia thought.
As Amelia emerged from the restroom, crawling, she groaned from the sudden movement as someone tackled her and started peppering her with kisses.
"Oh, thank the gods Amelia! You're alive!" Tray said in between peppering Amelia with kisses and enveloping her tightly to him. Then suddenly Tray started crying.
"Dramatic much Tray, Geez we only haven't seen each other for a few hours! Let go, I can't breathe," Amelia said. She pushed Tray on the chest so she could get away from the over dramatic hug that he had been giving her, but was taken aback when she heard the sob that escaped from him and felt the tears that dripped on the side of her neck. That shut her up and sobered her up a bit.
"Tray? What is wrong? Honey, why are you crying?"
"I thought I lost you Amelia. I thought….I fear the worst that…that.. oh thank god you're okay," Tray said in between wiping his tears and trying to get himself together. He was really having a hard time containing the dread that he had felt, remembering all those bodies, and thinking that Amelia could have been one of them. Tray wrapped her again in a tight embrace.
Amelia couldn't understand what Tray was crying and talking about. Telling her that he almost lost her didn't make any sense, but she let it pass for now. Instead she consoled him and waited until Tray finally calmed down to hear him explain what he was talking about.
While consoling Tray, on her periphery, she saw somebody screech to a halt. She followed the movement, and gave a large intake of breath when she realized what she saw a very naked Sam approaching them. Seeing Sam made her look at Tray, who was also wearing nothing and as naked as a jay bird!
"Well, I've seen Tray naked before," Amelia thought, "but Sam would have had me thinking and saying mmm. Mmm and yum, right now!" But right at that moment she only thought "What the fuck?"
She felt disturbed, (Hey! It caught her of guard ;-) lol) she was bothered by the two men who came back to look for her. After running around in the woods they didn't even bother to put some clothes on before looking for her. Seriously! In a room full of people milling around! Yes what the fuck were these two thinking? So Amelia moved frantically to hide her face on Tray's chest, to cover her view of her friend Sam's naked glories, and yelled to chastise the two naked males.
"What the hell is wrong with you two? Why not put some clothes on before looking for me? Really! For god sake! I don't need to be seeing my boyfriend and friend parading nakedly here inside the mansion where lots of people are milling around! Especially you Sam! No! Especially you Tray! Gah!" Amelia cried, exasperated by the two of them and the additional headache they were adding to her already pounding head.
"Oh my goddess, I need to find Sookie! Where is Sookie? I need to go home," Amelia demanded. She got up and started walking in the direction where the party was being held, but turned around when she heard Sam speak.
"I don't know where Sookie is. That's what I was going to tell you both when I found you, I couldn't find her" Sam told them. His head was hanging low, trying to hide the tears that were slipping freely from his eyes and trailing down his cheeks, from agony that he couldn't find Sookie. He had looked everywhere and had even called Sookie's cell and her home phone to make sure that she hadn't caught a ride or gotten sick and went home. Anything along those reasons, because he wanted to think positively, he didn't want to think and accept that she might be gone and finally dead somewhere, but couldn't help himself but feel despair because he couldn't find her.
"What do you mean you couldn't find Sookie, Sam? She must be still probably with that tall blond guy that I left her with last. Wait, are you crying too Sam? You two are behaving so odd tonight. Is something wrong?"
Amelia thought she heard Sam sniffle. She was about to approach him to verify if he was actually crying but mistakenly looked at him lower than the waist. She took a step back again, to form a safe distance between them, and continued her query.
"Really, what's with you two tonight? What's going on? Tell me!" Amelia demanded one more time. She was getting really impatient, exasperated even. Sam and Tray proceeded, alternating between them, to explain to Amelia what had gone down at the party, and how a lot of people were wounded and dead. They told her how they had looked for the two women everywhere, even on the pile of bodies, but had only found her and couldn't find Sookie anywhere.
Amelia's heart sank after every word of explanation, the more the horrid details she discerned the more she felt faint about everything she was absorbing. After a while she couldn't take it any more, so she ran, she needed to see it for herself, she needed to find Sookie.
But as soon as she glanced at the other entrance of the room, her eyes bulged in shock from the scene that greeted her. Before she could react further she was yanked by Tray by the waist, and her mouth was cupped by his big hands, preventing her from making any noise. Then she felt a murmur behind her ear, Tray was telling her not to go any further inside and started backing up, walking slowly backwards with her.
"I'm sorry but we need to leave Amelia, we don't want to get entangled with their business." Amelia wanted to protest, she needed to find Sookie, but the scene she witnessed very briefly wouldn't do any good to them if they got themselves involved, wouldn't be helpful in finding her best friend Sookie. It would only get them killed. So she let Tray drag her out to the parking lot and toss her onto the passenger seat. Silent tears started trailing down her face. She heard Sam mutter "Fucking Vampires!" before he too went and rode in the front seat and they sped away from the Lindgren's mansion, where the vampires seemed to have a thirst for more bloodshed tonight.
Once Sookie had succumbed to the effects of the drugs and magic, Dan instructed the doctor to explain everything that just happened to his daughter. He sent back one of the twins, Claude, to the portal to keep an eye on things back in the realm but instructed Claudine to stay and watch over his daughter in her room.
Niall, Dan, and Dr. Ludwig went to the living room of the house to start discussing the implication of Sookie's unforeseen behavior.
The three creatures took a seat on the couch, Niall and Dan waiting anxiously for the doctor to start talking.
Dr. Ludwig rummaged in her bag for the book that she needed to refresh her memory about this particular case. It was close to a supernatural case, there were similarities to what she had encountered a long, long time ago, from her very long experience as a well known supe doctor.
When she couldn't find it, she held out her hand and said "iteneris" and the book appeared before her hands, and then started leafing through it to find what she was looking for while making inquisitive questions of the two fairies.
"So Dain I'm assuming this is another progeny of yours?"
"Yes, she is one of the half siblings of the daughter you have examined a while ago, half sister of my daughter Hadley."
Dr. Ludwig's face scrunched up in disgust.
"I remember the hybrid. You fairies' infamous habit of procreating with human," Dr. Ludwig said in unconcealed disgust.
"You know why it's necessary for us to procreate with humans Ludwig, it's the only way for us to increased our number faster, and not to go extinct."
"I know, I know. Your females are not fertile, not until they reach their maturity, not for hundreds of years; even then they can only procreate once. "
Ludwig finally found what she was looking for "Aha" and started relating the similarities of the behavior Sookie exhibited from the only case she had encountered before, that she had written down the details of in her medical journal of very rare supernatural anomalies. That's how she had figured out what Dan's daughter was.
"From Sookie's behavior earlier, I had suspected that she was one of the blessed creatures. She may, or she may not be a fallen, but in my opinion she would never be here if that wasn't the case."
An audible gasp erupted from the room.
"You must be wrong. How is that possible? She is a product of myself and a human woman, if anything she is but one quarter fairy blood. But a blessed creature? And with two fraternal siblings? That is impossible!" Dan countered that statement, it sounded nothing but absurd to him.
"Lord Dain is right; this one has two normal human siblings," Niall interjected.
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yes, there is nothing that was brought to me by their grandmother, nothing unusual or supernatural except this one. She is telepathic, and every now and then she speaks different languages."
"Those are both characteristics of a blessed creature."
Dain still couldn't believe what the doctor was implying. He'd fathered an Angel? Unbelievable! He wanted to know more.
"So you're saying that I fathered an angel? That is, that is hard to believe."
"What is hard to believe? Don't fairies become an angel whenever they fulfill their honorable duty to this earth? And what closer way for a blessed creature to be brought here, than to be born a fairy or in this case born with fairy blood, at least she wasn't born like a regular human like those I've encountered before."
"What do you mean, the one you encountered before is human? Then how did you know she's a blessed creature?"
"She told me so and she bears a scarring on her back like what you might see in an angel with clipped wings. She has the same abilities as your daughter, Sookie. She can read minds and can understand and speak different languages nobody thought her. She exhibited everything your daughter did a while ago, eyes glowing, levitating, and bleeding through nose ears and mouth too. But when she last tried to summon some energy like what your daughter did she failed. For what purpose the summoning of energy is, I do not know. I think for being mortal, being a normal human, she went too far and died from trying to unleash whatever power her fragile human form was capable of unleashing. Her body couldn't handle it so she died trying."
Dr. Ludwig perfectly remembered now what happened after that angel died. It was nothing she had seen before in her entire practice. The blinding light that made you think that you would never see again, because your irises were definitely burned by that intense light. Well, she did go blind, but her sight was cured after dripping a few drops of vampire blood into her eyes. It was amazing, but at the same time it was a scary as shit experience.
Dan thought Sookie didn't have scars on her back and her grandmother never mentioned if she had any, or any other difference, from the doctor's comparing her analysis of similarities of the creature that she had encountered before. There were a lot of similarities, he could give her that, but he was still concerned and not sold on the idea that he had fathered an angel.
"So this presumed similar creature that you said is like my daughter, she failed and died trying to accomplish something unknown, because she's more human? What ever that might be my daughter was trying to do the same thing earlier. "
"Yes, she's summoning some energy, although I have no idea what the purpose is. Your daughter's similar but not quite. Remember, I told you the one I've encountered before is fallen like a mortal, a human. I suspect your daughter has a little advantage because she's from your blood line and seems to have the essential spark. The one I've encountered before died, because she's mostly human, after trying the same thing your daughter tried to pull off. That's the thing that concerned me the most when I saw your daughter doing the same thing, by the way. Even if she is a one quarter fairy, there is no guarantee how far she can manage summoning the dormant part of her, so I'm afraid there is a possibility that she could have died tonight if I hadn't got here on time."
"What?" Dan uttered, alarmed, and then looked at his grandfather with anguish. The look conveyed the pain of his feeling of almost losing another daughter that again he never got to take care of because of his duties.
"She could have died, my daughter could have died tonight," he said not as a question, but a statement. Although he didn't loose his other daughter, Hadley, but she would never get to step on the fairy realm ever, because of what she had become now.
"I'm afraid so. I think something triggers it though, I mean for it to happen this fast. The woman that I tried to cure is about in her fifties. Your daughter is only half that age, maybe even less I presume. I can think of a lot of reasons why something has sped up the process of her dormant self or power to unleashed. I assumed it is dormant. I mean this, apparently the self destructive power part that blessed creatures possess is as a result of their human body being incapable of undergoing such incomprehensible reaction. Or, it might have something to do with why she is here on earth, the reason she is here in the first place. Maybe even something to do with what happened tonight. Tell me what occurred tonight? She reeks of vampire and other supernatural."
Before Niall and Dan could give the doctor an account on what had gone down that night, Claudine had descended down the stairs with a bothered expression on her face.
"My Lord, Lord Dain, there is something… there is something you should see, the doctor too." More like taste in Sookie's blood Claudine thought.
"What is it child?" asked Niall.
"I am not sure My Lord, but maybe the doctor can confirm something. Our kin murmurs something every once in a while, but that is not what bothers me, there is something about her blood."
SPOV
Sookie was following the current of water, swimming, closer and closer to the sound of somebody screaming. The screaming died out by the time she reached the boy, she grabbed him by the waist and put him on a slab of wood before kissing him on the forehead and whispering to his ear.
"Vakna upp barnen. Du er kassaskåp nu" Sookie whispered to the boy's ear tenderly. She smiled and brushed off the hair that was covering the boy's face before kissing him on the head once again, and then flew away.
A switched off dream.
"Wake up child, your homeland is going to be invaded. You have to help them child. You have to help your people. Gather as many of your people as you can, and tell them an onslaught of people are heading to your homeland to kill and enslave your people. Wake up now child, you must be brave and vigilant for someone will try to do harm to you. Be careful child."
"Jag har väntat för den här … kiss Till beröring du… kiss…. Till begrava mig själv i till du." Sookie was engulfed in a heated kiss.
Tongue thrusting inside her mouth, suckling her bottom lip then nipping playfully and starting all over again.
Sookie returned the kiss with fervor, tangling her fingers to the golden locks of his hair, pulling him closer to her, before trailing down her hands to her lover's broad shoulder, and giving it a forced tug, drawing him closer to her fevered body.
The sucking and nipping of his glorious mouth trailed down to her jaw and suckled the sensitive spot on the crook of her neck She shuddered. The licking and sucking continued before, suddenly, he bit down and drew some blood and then licked it back, closing the wound.
Sookie moaned and arched her back, trying to amplify the contact, she wanted more, needed more.
She felt hands trailing down, one grazing, and then fully cupping her breast, the other tickling her ribs. Mouth above one of her nipples, clever tongue circling it, then leaving the taut bud, reappearing, applying the same savory feeling of being sucked to the other side of her breast.
Her lover's golden head moved down, rough stubble tickled her abdomen, before she felt her lover's tongue dipped in her belly button, and then sucking the skin, a hint of red mark forming her flesh.
Her lover lifted his head and nuzzled his nose at the edge of her hips, before nipping it playfully a few times while his large hands firmly gripped, squeezing the side of her hips, making her anxious with need.
It was getting too much. He was getting close to the place where she was burning the most, where she wanted him to touch her extremely the most, so she tried to lift her hips, redirect his attention to her center and her lover growled, but obliged her. Forcefully gripping, he lifted her hips with his strong hands and tossed her legs on his shoulder with in human speed. She was now bare before him, her bud way too close to her lover's glorious mouth and clever tongue. She gave a strangled cry when the tip of his tongue swiftly glided to her clit, then again and again until she felt she couldn't take it any more, a finger was prodded inside her, intensifying the frenzied coiling of her stomach, a signal of her close undoing.
A second finger was thrust inside her, searching for a sweet spot inside her, along with the delightful feeling of her lover's tongue, lapping. Not a minute longer and her first orgasm hit her with a great magnitude that she had never experienced or felt before in her entire existence. And it was even more intense when he bit her inner thigh, sending her in a spiral of overwhelming pleasure.
She was still bucking from her orgasm, when she felt her lover's mouth capture her lips, once again, in a heated kiss. She tasted an intoxicating mixed of her secreted fluid and blood, making her moan and goading her to bite her lover's lip. Blood oozed from the bite and she sucked it fervently, eliciting a feral growl from her lover's mouth followed by an arousing moan. She loved the sound of it, and she wanted to hear it over and over again.
So she moved her mouth to his jaw, then to his shoulder and mimicked the attention he had given her. Her mouth was on the curve of his neck when she felt the brush of something swollen and soft on her womanhood, and without warning, abruptly, she bit her lover's shoulder when she felt the sudden intrusion of something inside her. Her lover's blood gushed in her mouth, hitting her throat, she swallowed it with a loud gulp, urging her lover, ardently, thrusting in and out of her. She withdrew her mouth from his neck, as soon as the wound had closed, and got to sucking and kissing his throat with her bloody mouth. In not too long her climax was approaching and she was meeting his thrust with her own.
Another climax was approaching her and she could feel the swelling of her lover's manhood. The thrusting had gone inhumanly, before the two of them, both of them climaxed at the same time and bit each others throat, claiming him as hers and he claiming her as his.
Back to Stackhouse farmhouse.
Doctor Ludwig confirmed Claudine's suspicion. Sookie was already bonded. To whom, they didn't know and did not have an idea. The strange thing was that if this child was already bonded, wouldn't the bonded know what is happening to his owned? Wouldn't he feel anything coming from this child? And wouldn't he be compelled to find her? The doctor broadcast her concern to the three fairies.
The three fairies were stunned at the revelation, and not one of them had an idea who this kin of theirs was bonded to. And how come her bonded hadn't come for her? It was a puzzlement to them. Their minds also bore disconcerting and ill thought of their kin being bonded to a vampire. Vampire who they never much cared for, and had gone to war with those long years ago. And of course vampires who conceived them as an exceptional delicacy to suffice their monstrous appetite for blood.
Everyone turned to glance outside the window when they heard the crunching noise of gravel, of a car pulling in at the front yard of the house.
Since nobody could answer the mystery, they decided to wait for the person who might actually know the answer to the puzzle of Sookie's bonding. They waited for the person to discover them, to find them inside Sookie's room.
When the three got inside the house, Sam and Tray immediately caught a strange and mysterious smell. They sniffed the air and looked at each other, doing a silent gesture, affirming to each other that somebody unfamiliar to them had been at the house, and was maybe still there. They gestured for Amelia to be quiet, with Tray putting his finger on his lips and placing Amelia behind his back before following Sam, who pursued ahead after the smell of the mysterious visitor.
Amelia, who couldn't keep her mouth shut from asking, asked them what they were doing. She was at the end of her fuse and worried sick for Sookie. All she wanted to do was to go back and find Sookie, but what good would it do? From what she could decipher from the scene that they had fled, those vampires were set and ready to rip each others throats, and for what reason she had no idea. Right now she was a bundle of confused wrecked nerves who felt helpless, frustrated, and didn't know what to do. So she directed her agitation to the two people who she was in closest proximity with, who thank god had put their clothes back on.
"Is Sookie in her room? Can you two smell her?"
"Sshhh! Amelia, somebody's in the house!"
"What do you mean somebody's in the house? Is Sookie here? Well thank the Goddess that she's here," Amelia said and tried to maneuver herself to go in front of the two men, to go run up to Sookie's room. She was quickly subdued by Tray's arm blocking her way.
"Amelia! Stay behind my back. It's not Sookie. It's somebody else. We are not familiar with the smell."
That got Amelia to go back to hiding at Tray's back and just subserviently trailing behind.
The Doctor got impatient and yelled from behind Sookie's closed door.
"Oh for god sake! Come on in inside! We don't have all night here!" the doctor barked impatiently.
The three felled the door in an instant. Their eyes roamed around until they landed on the three beautiful creatures first, standing around Sookies bed, then to the person laying on the bed, then to the teeny, hobbit doctor, before screeching back to focus to the person lying on the bed.
Amelia was the first one to lunge to Sookie's side and grabbed her best friend's hands, all the way expressing her gratitude to the goddesses and gods for keeping her best friend safe from harm's way.
Sam and Tray stayed rooted to their place, afraid and suspicious of the creatures gathered in Sookie's room.
"Well this is interesting company your daughter is hanging around," remarked the doctor, amused by the congregation of supernatural creatures this blessed creature was hanging around with. "It's really quite the assortment."
Amelia's head came up when she heard and discerned the doctor's remarks, and scoured through the faces around Sookie's bed, before landing on the person who unmistakably, with no way of denying, had a perfect resemblance to her best friend's distinguishing features, the face of Sookie's father.
"You're Sookie's father," Amelia said, not a question but a statement.
"You, you, you shouldn't be here. She thought you were dead. I mean…."
Sam was the one who finished Amelia's statement.
"She meant, Sookie wouldn't like it very much if she found you were here inside her home. You are not welcome here!" he bellowed, honoring Sookie's hate for her father, who had abandoned his three kids for no explanation whatsoever, and had never bothered to let them know if he was still alive or dead.
Pain shot to Dan's heart in hearing those words, but his face didn't betray any trace of it. He didn't want anyone to know how much hurt those words had caused him. He met the shifter's gaze with a sharp glare, giving the shifter a foreboding of what to expect if other wrong words were to be said.
"We will not stay here longer. We just wanted to question you all about something you might know about your friend here," the doctor interjected.
"And why should we answer your questions about Sookie? You all don't have any business to know anything about her!" Sam yelled in defiance.
Immediately, a perceptible popping noise sounded in the room. Dan was suddenly in front of Sam, gripping him by the neck and a dagger poised to his throat.
"Because she is my daughter and we are her kin." The point of the dagger grazed Sam's neck leaving a welt on his skin. A bead of sweat formed on his brow. "And even if you don't want to talk, I will fucking make you! If you are so much as to twitch right now you will know how DEADLY serious I am on my warning. I wouldn't have any qualms ending you in front of your friends' mutt!"
"I don't have time for this," the doctor said agitated. "I have patients to tend to. You, fairy, get a grip, and you shifter hold on to your hot head also. This is for your friend's well-being. It is important to answer my question or jeopardize the life of this child."
The small doctor glared menacingly at the two creatures, waiting for them to break up their pissing contest.
Dan tossed the shifter and popped back to his grandfather's side.
Sam landed on his knee, and Tray held out his hand to pull Sam back up to his feet.
"Alright let's begin. First, can someone tell me who this child bonded herself to?"
That threw Amelia, Tray and Sam for the loop. They were all dumfounded.
"Okay, you three clearly don't have an idea that she is blood bonded, do you? Judging by the looks on your faces, this is news to you all."
"Fucking Vampires!" Sam and Tray muttered. Already they had figured out that asshole Compton had taken advantage of Sookie and bonded her to him.
"What is blood bonded?" Amelia asked, clearly not having an idea of what was going on. A few seconds of discerning and a light bulb switched on in her head. "Oh hell no, BLOOD BONDED, fucking vampire indeed!"
"Oh hell no, do you mean that all this time, we all fucking didn't have a single clue that vampire Compton formed a blood bond to my friend Sookie?" Amelia's concern for her friend intensified. Sookie never mentioned this to any of them before. Could it be that she didn't know it herself either? Well fucking shit Compton! She was so ready to kill that blood sucker.
"So she is seeing Compton? Sophie-Ann's investigator? That Compton?" Dr. Ludwig asked.
Dr. Ludwig redirected her gaze to Niall and Dan, "It appears she's blood bonded to a fairly young vampire. Do you know that vampire I was talking about?"
"He is Bill Compton. He lives at the old Compton Ranch nearby, recently moved back there, not very long, about two and a half to three months ago," Sam threw in.
"Oh I know that Compton alright. Thomas Compton. A civil war vet, gone missing during the Civil War. His family buried him, well not actually buried him but they built a tombstone for him, and claimed he had died during the war. Well that's what everybody knew at that time, and the story passed to generations. You are right he is a fairly young vampire, a little more than a hundred and thirty years turned." Dan said, really not liking another violation of supernatural law broken by vampires, and done to another daughter of his. If Sookie didn't have any idea what that vampire had done to her, there would be hell to pay. He would seek retribution from the council.
Niall nodded his head in understanding and said, "We need to arrange a meeting with this vampire and pay a visit to Fredrik, clearly somebody failed in his duty and repercussions need to be delivered."
That was fairly old in Amelia's book but apparently very young to these fairies. Fairies! She was talking to fairies! Sookie's father was a fairy, Sookie's kin were fairies, could it be that she was a fairy? Duh, of course she is! So that explained why she was different. Amelia voiced out her discovery.
"Sooooo, Sookie is a fairy. That is why she can read minds right? That is why she has a telepathic gift. She is a fairy like you all," Amelia relayed, looking at each fairy in front of her.
The doctor gazed at the fairy prince and his right hand man, Sookie's father, waiting for approval of whether she would be allowed to divulge this information to the others present in the room. When it was granted with a nod she still didn't answer the witch's statement but let Sookie's kin put their understanding to it, uncomfortable in revealing what was somebody else's secret to tell.
"I assume this information need not leave this room and be made known to others?" the doctor asked the fairy prince.
"It's for my great granddaughter's protection. I will require your oaths to secrecy, to never divulge this information, not even to Sookie, or she'll be a pawn to every supernatural being. You must swear your oath that any information you have learned tonight will never leave this room. I have many enemies. I'm assuming you all are her closest friends for you kept her secret of telepathy. You knew that someone who is gifted as she is, if it were known to others, would be used without a shed of remorse, for their own personal gain. You knew she would be enslaved and possibly killed by my enemies as well."
When the prince had acquired everyone's oath, he told them himself what Sookie was. That she was only one quarter fairy but from the royal bloodline, which made her one of the princesses of his bloodline, but not recognized as she was more human than a fairy. After Niall had said that he corrected himself, or rather the doctor threw in that Sookie was more than just a quarter fairy, she also had a dormant part of her, which had apparently tried to unleash that evening and had almost killed her. Sookie was an angel. No-one could believe this revelation. Some of them didn't believe in Christian or catholic beliefs about angels, but they threw in what they knew and had observed about Sookie, and concluded that it was a big possibility.
Next they tried to figure out what had triggered Sookie's behavior that night. They rehashed the details of that night's incident.
"Sorry, but I was in the bathroom, puking," Amelia confessed, in shame for being drunk and for not keeping a close eye on her friend. Not that she knew that Sookie needed a close watching before. She was a grown woman after all. But once she'd been told that her best friend had almost died tonight, she couldn't help but feel more protective of her and promised to keep a closer eye on her from now on.
"We were out for the full moon," Sam and Tray threw in.
"Fredrik had said she was shot and I instructed him to give her his blood to heal her," Dan divulged.
"Sookie was shot?" Tray, Amelia, Sam were shocked by this information.
"She was, I presume before the house was fully attacked by whoever planned to bomb that place. She was teleported to safety by Fredrik on the second level of the mansion."
"When you sent us my lord to take care of Sookie, she was already seizing uncontrollably so I just gave her an elixir to calm her down. It worked for a bit, but her eyes glowed and she started talking this unknown language, then she started crying, then went back again to convulsing, and that's when Claude called you for assistance My Lord. And the rest you have witnessed yourself."
After hearing everybody's account of the night, the doctor finally revealed her theory of what might have triggered, or was triggering Sookie's behavior.
"It's the blood. It's the vampire's blood."
"Why do you think that doctor?"
"If you think about it, the healing component of their blood must have been trying to heal or in this case must have been rousing her dormant self."
"Tell me, does anybody know of something that had been different about Sookie after starting to see the vampire she's bonded with?"
"I remember Sookie telling me how every now and then she had vivid, weird dreams of a blue-eyed boy she had never met or seen before. At first she just thought it was a random dream but it's kinda suspicious when she started dreaming the same boy over and over again. That started two to three months ago. Right around the time she started seeing Bill. It wasn't constant, maybe just a handful of times. In her dreams most of the time she was trying to save the boy. I don't know if that's relevant."
Everyone filed that in their minds to ponder for themselves later.
"Oh, also her telepathy is stronger since she could hear Sam's thought more clearly than ever before. Sorry Sam didn't tell you coz we don't want you to freak out more if you know she can read you clearly. She's not purposely listening to you, you know how she tries her best not to listen in on our thoughts, it just happens. Oh! And there are days that she seems to have really good reflexes. That's about it," Amelia related to them.
Ok, another mystery. Having dreams of blue eyed boy? Could have anything to do why she's on earth? Dr. Ludwig mused.
"I'll rule the blood. My advice is to have that meeting with her bonded as soon as possible. Our predicament now is keeping her from taking any more vampire blood, whether accidentally or by choice. She is not to have more of their blood. I assume that you will make sure that her vampire will not give her more of his blood?" Ludwig asked the prince.
The prince affirmed the doctor's assumption. Yes they would talk to the vampire all right, but they planned to do more than just talk. Eliminating the fucker once and for all was even on the two fairies' minds, both Dan and the prince. They would decide what to do, once they got back to the realm.
A few moments later, Dr. Ludwig's cell phone started ringing. She picked it up and started talking to the person on the line.
"How many? Do you have enough supply for all of them injured? You don't know? Well, hand the fucking phone to somebody who knows…. . She is? Alright, I'll be there shortly."
"Fucking megalomaniac vampires! Looks like besides the bombing that had gone down tonight…"Ludwig glanced at the clock and found out was three in the morning. "This morning, Louisiana is now under a new regime. De Castro is now vampire king of Louisiana and of course his territory Nevada."
Dr. Ludwig left the vial of sedative and instructions for Amelia to administer the sedative to Sookie before leaving to tend to the injured humans and vampires of the bombing to take over. She instructed Amelia to continue giving Sookie a dose for a week, in hope of keeping her unconscious until the effect of blood, dwindled down from Sookie's system. She also administered IV fluids to keep Sookie hydrated, while waiting for a whole week to pass.
The fairies one by one kissed the top of Sookie's head before popping back to the portal, into the fairy realm.
Sam, Tray, and Amelia were the only ones left and alternated in watching over Sookie until the whole full week was up and Sookie woke up from her full week hibernation.
After a week of Sookie's hibernation Amelia persuaded Sookie to take a vacation away, convincing her that she needed a vacation, that she'd been working too much, and had not taken a relaxing vacation since they opened the store three years ago. She offered to take good care of the store for her and would only bother her if it was absolutely necessary.
Sookie was eager to take up Amelia on her offer, after the episode of her getting shot and being unconscious for a week, and of finding out about the horrid incident that had gone down at the Lindgren's mansion. The authorities were still trying to find out who was responsible for that, and apparently there was a new regime in the vampire state of Lousiana. Mr. Lindgren was gone and replaced with a new sheriff, she didn't have any interest in knowing who right now. She just wanted a break, her body and mind were telling her she needed a break to recuperate and to regroup.
She had invited Bill to go vacationing with her, but apparently he was indisposed, his excuse was that other vampire business had come up, so Sookie went on tour by herself for three weeks, partying, meeting her brother and sister in their jobs, even landing a small photo modeling ad in the process. That happened while visiting Jason at his gig in Brazil. Then she went shopping with her sister in Japan, where she enjoyed the creative and lively atmosphere very much. She was inspired by their fashion trend and decided to incorporate some of it into the Stackhouse spring collection.
Three weeks had passed quickly. Amelia didn't call her that much, to bother her while vacationing just as she had promised her. She just called when there was stuff that needed her input or something really urgent and important came up that required her immediate decisions. And before she knew it her three weeks of vacation was over, and she was heading back home to Louisiana, and to coming back to work.
EPOV
A month has passed since the take over and I'm still trying to get a handle on things down here, in this hell hole backwater part of Lousiana. My evenings are filled with my annoying brother bossing me around about area business, paperwork, legalities in transferring and including all the Lousiana assets to the new regime, De Castro. And because my brother Leif is now Felipe's second in charge in Louisina state, I would be seeing enough of my troublesome brother who had went behind my back and offered his fealty and negotiated to Nevada for a position of high power in my state.
I was demoted, but I was fine by it. The only thing irritating me at the moment is the sound of my brother's voice bossing me around, delegating while I'm trying to do my work more efficiently, as I have more experience with kingdom's business than he does. I pointed that out to him, but still, he didn't stop yapping about this and that, about having a deadline that I should be working to, and about finishing this stuff and not the one I'm currently working on. All the while he groped and sucked the blood from a bottled blond in front of me. 'Argh, leave me the hell alone! So I can actually finish my work.' That has been my internal mantra for the past month.
Every night had been the same routine. A whole boatload of paperwork to be done, getting the area's businesses well transitioned to the new regime, not just one but all the area paperwork of Louisiana as I'm the former second in command so the job to transfer everything falls to my feet. To top that, also without any assistance from that bastard Fredrik at all, who has a lot of explaining to do but has fucking disappeared to god knows where, I don't have a clue, while my brother is having all the fun torturing me and doing absolutely nothing of vampire area business. I was working my ass off into a frenzy trying to meet his supposed fucking dead-line!
Tonight finally I was freed and finally given a break. My brother flew back to Nevada, bearing my hard work with him. "Asshole!" He would actually be kissing ass to De Castro and claiming the take credit for my fucking hard work! But I was fine with it as long as he quit pulling my hair out and breathing on my fucking neck.
Tonight I decided to visit one of the businesses Fredrik owned in Shreveport, the "Fang Bite" a vampire bar that is located in a decent location, forty-five minutes away from the redneck residents of Bon Temps.
I have always wanted to open and manage a bar instead of what I was required to do in New Orleans by the queen, which is to manage the main vampire tourist hotel there.
I brought my nearly permanent pouting child for the past month, Pam, with me. To try to lift her mood and to scour and bounce ideas with me, of how I wanted to turn this place to accommodate my taste and specifications.
But the thing is, me dragging Pam here, didn't do the deed in lifting her pouty and bitchiness mood. She still pouted while glaring at some of the patrons, scaring some while attracting the others with her snarky bitchiness, telling the vermin to fucking kiss her ass, or leave her ass alone or she'd shove her Manolo's down their ass.
My mood had just now started improving from the past month's hellish kind of hard work, trying to secure my demoted position in the new regime and appease my new king while enduring tortures from my brother.
I was eager to get started turning this place into something more, and Pam's lack of enthusiasm, was pissing me off, so I pulled her into the office of the Fang Bites bar, kicking the manager out for a while, so I could have a talk with my child in private.
"What is the matter with you Pam? Tonight is the first night we are finally able to relax after a month of adjusting and getting a hang on things around here, while my brother bosses us around, barking orders after orders of tasks that he doesn't even have an idea to fucking accomplish himself. He drives me nuts and pushes my ass on to fucking accomplish it for him, to the point that I insanely think to fucking get it all over with, and fucking meet the sun."
"I want to go shopping!"
"What?" Eric screeched.
"You know me Eric. Like you said, you are not the only one your brother has driven close to insanity, to fucking make a decision to meet the sun. So right now, I need my therapy; I need my Louboutin shoes, my Chanel ensembles, my Diors and Ferrregamos. I N-E-E-D to shop."
Brat.
"Alright Pamela, is it too much work for you to fucking tell me that? I'm not a mind reader, you know. Well, what are you waiting for? Run along now! Before you get a punishment from me for pissing me off! Leave!"
"Your card?"
"You have my card. Twenty or so of them."
"But I want your new one, the one you custom made with cute little kittens all over it."
I didn't fucking custom make a credit card with little kittens on it. It was just those credit card companies sending me a credit card, because I have an excellent credit and wanting me to do business with them.
I hurled a paper weight in her direction, and missed. She was already out of the room, laughing. Fucking smart-ass, shopaholic brat! Therapy my ass! She is so high maintenance. Good thing I fucking love her, my child. She is loyal, someone I can always count on. But she is a fucking spoiled brat, and sadly I'm the only one to blame for it.
An hour had past. I was just finishing up talking to the bar manager of the Fang Bite, letting him know that I would be taking over the bar, and would be making a lot of changes to it as soon as possible. We discussed the hiring of more agreeable employees, meaning getting rid of those unattractive and what's worse slower and deader looking than us vampires. Also we would be burning those obtrusive cheap decorations and obnoxious uniforms of the employees.
I was just instructing the manager to show me around the whole length of the bar, so I could have the whole visual layout of the changes I wanted to make, to make the bar more modern, stylish and specifically more tasteful, when my phone started ringing. My child's name blinked on the screen of my hand-held PDA. I held my palm up to indicate for the manager to halt our conversation so I could answer my phone.
"You would not believe where and who I'm seeing right now."
"Pam I'm busy."
"Busy for Cookie? Or is it Suki? Zoey? Zookie, well I can't seem to remember but it's definitely going to be a zoo here in a little bit," Pam commented. I didn't get what she was hinting me about but heard the raucous flow of profanities in the background.
"You fucking piece of shit. You have the gall to show up here at her work? Even towing your blood sucking whore with you. Fucking unbelievable! Lyzel will you get me one of those wooden hangers! Never mind this will work."
Pam was amused snickering on the phone while I was clueless as to why she had called me. I was at a complete loss on what the fuck she was laughing about.
I heard some hissing in the background, and voices spurring on someone to stake a vampire. I suddenly felt concerned and alarmed. What the hell had Pam got herself into now?
"What's going on Pam?"
"I think, remember the witch at the new year's ball? The one with the leggy blond with the big tits, she is poised to stake Compton's ass right now. And Lorena, Compton's maker is here too, trying to claw her way around Compton's ass to grab the witch. These two are fucking idiots. From what I can decipher they were here for that blondie for whatever reason I do not know, but apparently they aren't welcome here."
"You mean Sookie? They were there for Sookie? Where are you Pam!"
Compton had been MIA since after the takeover. To where the hell he had gone, he had no idea. He was like Fredrik, who suddenly disappeared when he had a lot of explaining to do on his head, Eric mused.
"Yeah, that's right, Sookie, she's here. You haven't seen her face have you? FYI, her body matches her face, she's gorgeous all the way. Anyway, well, she was here a little bit ago; she went inside her office or what I think is the door to her office. She's not here anymore. Only the witch, and I think Sookie's sister, well she looks a little bit like her, so I assume it's her sister, Compton, Lorena and a bunch of nosy people have gathered here, inside this clothing store. Which by the way has an extensive selection of clothes, I love it. Shit! The humans were taking out cellphones now! These two are fucking idiots!"
"Pam, please interfere now and bring those two idiots, send Compton to me together with his obnoxious maker. I'm still at the club," he instructed Pam before hanging up and telling the manager of the club that they would just continue their discussion tomorrow.
I started leaving, lustfully being watched by the patrons of the bar while walking out the front door. Of course being me I notice that, and stretch my arms up above my head, giving them something to remember, dream and drool about tonight. One more peep show of my amazing abs, the perceptible v, and the hint of golden hair that leads down to the place where these patrons will no doubt continue to wonder and dream about. And wish I was doing things to them, pleasuring them. I heard sighs and glass being dropped and I laughed merrily on my way out. Loving the attention for so little work out of both female and male gender.
I reached the car in no time, and was just pushing the button to start the car and wait inside for Pam and the other two vampires to arrive, when an SUV came screeching in and halted in the middle of the intersection. Looking at the traffic light and finding that it was red, I saw that was why the car came to a sudden stop. But when I looked at the window of the car, for some unfathomable reason I felt the air around me stop and I also stopped, adrenaline running through my veins, and a sudden panic rising in me. I saw the tear streaked face of a beautiful blond woman gazing through the lowered window of the car before I heard the blaring sound of a horn and the screeching of tires. As if by instinct or if it was pulled by unseen strings, I ran into the middle of the intersection, not realizing I was about to get hit by a huge truck, along with the blond woman that I was determined to save.
A/N:
Translation of the foreign words:
"Vakna upp barnen. Du er kassaskåp nu" -"Wake up child. You are safe now"
"Jag har väntat för den här … kiss Till beröring du… kiss…. Till begrava mig själv i till du."- " I have waited for this…"kiss "to touch you…" kiss" to bury myself inside you.
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