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~Rachel~

"I didn't even know you had a brother that you were in constant contact with, let alone a sister that you never spoke to." Eric complained. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore his feigned insulted attitude. I knew that he wasn't actually insulted that I hadn't told him about those things.

"You never asked." I pointed out. I know that that's been said a million times before and it's the oldest excuse in the book but in this scenario he never asked because it seemed like he never wanted to know. He never wanted to know where I came from or what my life was like before I walked into Fangtasia that night. I tried telling him about Claire once when I had been upset about her not returning my calls. He had just interrupted me mid-story and given me a pat on the back while telling me that he was sure that she'd turn up eventually. The only reason he was interested in Jason was because we used to sleep together and Eric didn't like the idea of lingering sexual tension. Not that there was any anymore, just to be clear.

"Well… perhaps I shouldn't have to." Eric responded and gave me a sharp look. I returned it and rolled onto my back. The hard leather couch in Eric's office wasn't very comfortable but I kept changing positions in hope that I would find one to my liking. Eric had his feet up on his desk and was going through some files. I never asked him what he was doing nor did I ever volunteer to help him.

"Does that mean that you're going to tell me your entire back story without so much as an inquiry?" I twirled my hair absentmindedly around my forefinger. Crossing my ankles on the end of the couch. Eric grimaced.

"I already have Rachel." He was getting more pissed off by this conversation, I could tell. He was referring to the stories he told me before I would drift off to sleep. Stories of his past lives, there were many hair-raising adventures to be recounted in his 1000 years of being a vampire. I couldn't get enough of them. I constantly begged him to tell me more.

"Not when it comes to your human life." I said quietly. I knew that I probably should have just surrendered to this stupid argument instead of going there. If there was one thing that Eric did not like talking about it was being human. I don't know why but it seemed to me that Eric didn't even like admitting that he used to be a human just like me. Well not just like me… I mean he was a Viking after all. Eric actually growled at me. I retreated and stared up at the ceiling. Not saying another word on the subject. There was a deafening silence before Pam opened the door.

"Queen Sophie-Ann is here and is requesting to see you." Pam said.

"And I don't take no for an answer." The flirtatious Queen of Louisiana burst through the door. Flaunting her extravagant gown. I sat up straight on the couch in a flash. The queen turned to look at me and I tried my best to not start inching away from her. She had a huge smile on her face as soon as she spotted me. Her teeth clicked out and I saw Eric eyes grow dark, "Rachel, how lovely to see you again. There is no need to get up for me, please return to your previous position. You look positively scrumptious." She exclaimed and I relaxed a bit and smiled at her as convincingly as I could.

"Sophie-Ann." Eric warned. I don't know if I was supposed to find vampires amusing but if I weren't so afraid of her I probably would find the Queen pretty funny. She looked away from me for a second to look at Eric and scowl.

"Oh relax Northman, I just came here to talk." She rolled her eyes and sat on the chair in front of Eric's desk. Eric signaled for me to leave and I stood up and left the room obediently. I didn't really want to know what the needed to discuss. Plausible deniability.

~Cassidy~

I looked around the solemn room. Jason had his legs stretched leisurely out on the coffee table. His head was leaned back against the couch. Bright images of the news flashed across the screen, another debate with that vampire… the scary woman with the bad hair… Nan Flannigan and Steve Newlin. Out of the two of them, however, I think the really dangerous one is Steve. The crazy ones have always been able to convince massive crowds that their way is the right way. The Fellowship of the Sun is a horrible organization that is growing in size everyday. People are following this vampire hating church blindly. Now that's a lot more terrifying then an undead soul with two sharp teeth. I wasn't really into the whole vampire thing but I could see how you would get addicted to that kind of lifestyle. I stretched myself out next to Jason on the couch. He looked at me and smiled. I'd always liked Jason Stackhouse, he wasn't smart but at least he had morals.

"So tell me what's happened around here, this town seems gloomier than I remember." I said and he laughed. He put his arm around me. I shifted uncomfortably in his grasp.

"Do we really have to go into all of that now? I'm sure Rachel will fill you in later tonight. I mean look at you!" He looked me over, head to toe, for the millionth time since I ran into him at the bar, "Let's talk about you. When did you grow up?" He asked. These were the kind of questions that I had been expecting. Considering that the last time I was here I was fourteen, had dark brown hair and my wardrobe mainly consisted of yellow dresses. Now I was sixteen, had dirty blonde hair (that suited me much better by the way), and my wardrobe contained everything but yellow. Jason seemed astounded when I first saw him and didn't even believe me at first. California had changed me a lot I.

"I don't know. It was bound to happen I guess." I avoided the topic. I didn't want to talk about it too much with everything that's happened. I glanced at my watch and saw that I should get ready. I was supposed to meet my sister soon.

"Are you in trouble Cass because I don't think that running away is really going to solve anything." Jason said in a totally serious voice. Those were supposedly his words of wisdom?

"I'm not is trouble Jason and I'm not running away from anything. It's Christmas break and I just wanted to see everyone again. Is that so hard to believe?" I asked and tried to look as innocent as possible. Apparently that wasn't innocent enough though and Jason just shook his head.

"We'd better get going if we want to get there on time." Jason reminded me and got up from the couch. I had changed into skinny jeans and a cropped black t-shirt that matched my black pumps. An array of different bracelets climbing ups my wrists and not much makeup other than on my lips. My dirty-blond hair had been straightened and I was ready to go to…. Fangtasia? What I couldn't believe the most was that my sister asked to meet me at a place called "Fangtasia". A fucking vampire club! My sister Rachel, never done a thing wrong in her life, Rachel. Maybe she's changed more than I thought. I mean maybe we'll both be completely surprised when we see each other. Maybe she'll be dressed up like a hooker, sporting multiple bite marks like those fangbangers I saw around Los Angeles. My sister the blood donor… better not think about it right now.

Jason drove me to the club. He pulled up out front where I could inspect the line of people. I looked at the place suspiciously.

"Are you sure this is right?" I asked. The whole thing looked a bit sketchy to me and I don't think that my sister would try to endanger my life. Jason looked around again before answering as if to make sure.

"Yep. Looks exactly how I remember." He confirmed, "Want me to come in with you?" He asked but I was more concentrated on the first part of his statement to consider the offer.

"Wait… you've been here before?" I asked incredulously. Jason didn't seem the type to get all mixed up in this vampire stuff but then again neither did my sister. I guess everyone has a dark side. Jason just muttered something under his breath about it being a long story. I refused his offer to come in with me and said my goodbyes. He told me to call him if I needed him to pick me up and I agreed eagerly. I took a deep breath and jumped out of the car. I made my way up to the very long line up to get in, "Fuck this…" I mumbled and walked past all the people in line because I didn't want to be stuck in a two-hour line with a bunch of… for the lack of better words… freaks.

"Hey! You can't just walk up on in front of me bitch!" The first person in line yelled but I just ignored her and stepped in front of the blonde woman collecting ids. The woman smiled suggestively.

"You're bold, I like that." She said and I fought the urge to make a gagging motion. This isn't high school, I reminded myself.

"My name's Cassidy, I was supposed to meet my sister Rachel here." I said as politely as I could but I think it came off a bit chillier than I wanted it to. The woman's grin grew wider. I looked away with a bored expression.

"Ah, so you're Rachel's kid sister." She said, "I'm Pam and I've been informed of your arrival. I must say I expected you to look a tad more like your sister." She looked me from head to toe, "I must admit, I like your style."

"Can I go in now?" I stared her straight in the eye without hesitation. Pam looked startled, "Or do you give the third degree to all your customers? I understand why the line is so long now." I snapped. I didn't want to be standing out her all night. I could get pretty nasty when I was impatient and nervous.

"Don't be snide with me, human." She growled but moved a side for me. I plastered a smile on my face and entered the bar. My first thought was, tacky. I couldn't believe that people actually thought this décor was sexy. I felt dirty just looking around. I guess that was the point. I searched the room for my sister, she was nowhere in sight. I wanted to find her quickly and get this over with. A few creepy vampires were eyeing my up and down and it was freaking me out. I prayed that she wasn't one of the dancers.

"Cassidy!" I heard a familiar voice call me name and I turned to see her. Looking almost exactly how I left her except slightly more mature. In all her purity and cuteness… in the middle of a vampire club? This was going to be a weird night.

~…~

The two sisters just stared at each other from different ends of the booth, both sizing the other up. Rachel couldn't believe what she was seeing since so much had changed. Where as Cassidy couldn't believe what she was seeing since everything was the same. It was still her same old sister.

"Okay I don't get it?" Cassidy finally exclaimed. She couldn't take not saying something anymore. It just didn't make sense to her, "Here we are at a vampire club in Shreveport and you are the same innocent girl I remember. Where's the skanky clothing, spray on tan and bite marks?" Cassidy asked. She looked over her sister again who sighed deeply.

"No scandalous clothing. No spray on tan." Rachel stated and continued to stare at her sister.

"Wait? You have bite marks? On your neck… or in other places?" Cassidy raised an eyebrow suggestively and Rachel hit her on the arm playfully and showed her disgust. She moved her hair a side to reveal the bite marks on her neck, "Wow, that's quite the collection." Cassidy sipped her drink and her eyes remained on Rachel's neck.

"Well it's not that scandalous. When I started dating a vampire I had to give up some of my morals." Rachel also sipped her ginger ale. She had bought a real drink and then given it to Cassidy while she took the pop that her sister had ordered. Cassidy was underage after all.

"You're dating a vampire?" Cassidy asked. She was taken a back.

"Didn't Jason tell you?" Rachel dropped her eyes to the cap of the soda can that she was fiddling with.

"Come to think of it I think he did mention that." They stared at each other again. Rachel's mind was going a hundred miles a minute she didn't know where to begin, "Where is he then?"

"Probably in the back, he owns this place." Rachel replied. Wondering if should she comment on her sister's new, edgier, look? Or just stick to small talk about how school was for the next few hours.

"C'mon then Rachel. Out with it. Say what you want to say." Cassidy remarked and rolled her eyes.

"You look different." Rachel said and Cassidy laughed.

"I do don't I?" She fiddled with her hair, "Different… good?" She looked up hopefully. Whatever she did to deny it, she was still looking for approval.

"Different… amazing." Rachel smiled, "I barely even recognize you Cass." Rachel reached over and let her fingers play with the dirty blonde hair.

"That was kind of the point." Cassidy pointed out. Rachel opened her mouth to asked her why she wanted to look so different but thought better of it. Cassidy didn't seem too keen on explaining. Maybe it would be better if she bugged her about it later. They were still trying to reconnect.

"So how have you been Cass?" Rachel asked in all seriousness, "I'll tell you everything if you tell me everything." Cassidy was thinking about how she had only come back because she didn't have anywhere else to go and that it didn't mean that this sisterly bond was going to be reconnected but she held her tongue.

"Not much has happened to me. I changed my hair and clothes and maybe grown up but that doesn't mean that I've gone through some life changing experience." Cassidy lied and Rachel nodded, "Unlike you." Rachel didn't believe her sister's attitude. Something had changed within her.

"His name is Eric. We've been seeing each other for a little over 2 months now. He's the reason I left Jason and the rest of Bon Temps to come live with him in Shreveport. A lot of… things have happened since then and I'm not sure if I made the right decision to come but I don't regret it." Rachel said. It actually felt good talking to someone about what had happened in her life.

"Yet." Cassidy finished ominously and smiled tightly. Rachel gaped a bit and was about to ask her what she meant by that but was interrupted by someone clearing his throat above the pair. The two girls looked up and Cassidy took a sharp intake of breath, as did Rachel for that matter but recovered quickly.

"Eric." Rachel smiled at him.

~Cassidy~

Rachel was beaming at the tall blonde and extremely handsome vampire looming over us. This was her boyfriend? Oh my god.

"And don't forget about me?" We turned to look at another vampire looking like she was going to a ball instead of a club, "Queen Sophie-Ann and it is very nice to make your acquaintance." The woman took my hand and kissed it. I looked up at her in shock. I felt like my entire reality had shifted and this was some kind of dream. She pulled back from the kiss and stopped her mouth still inches from my hand. Suddenly I heard this click and long white fangs overtook her features. I swear to god I nearly passed out.

~Rachel~

Eric sat down in the booth next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. Pulling me in closer to me. He was chuckling at the look on Cass's face. Sophie-Ann's fangs were fully extended and she was looking at her menacingly. The sister that I knew would have passed out, but as quickly as it had come Cassidy's expression of horror and shock disappeared and she confidently withdrew her hand. I was impressed by her calmness since I had freaked out the first time Eric's fangs had popped out.

"Likewise." Cassidy told the queen simply and Eric smiled at me. I'm sure he was pleasantly surprise. He leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"Are you sure that's your sister?" He asked and I nudged him gently. He kissed my neck. Cassidy caught this and looked slightly nauseated, "Sophie-Ann, I thought you were leaving." Eric spoke up and I saw Sophie-Ann shoot him a dangerous look.

"I was." She said and stood up straight again, "I hope to see you in the very near future." She directed it at Cassidy. Cass raised one eyebrow at the queen and sized her up.

"I wouldn't count on it." She said light and returned to her drink. Keeping a disinterested expression on her face. I held my breath waiting for Sophie-Ann to do something but she simply laughed it off.

"We'll see about that." She said and smiled.

"I suppose we will." Cassidy turned to look at the queen again with a cold and indifferent expression. I kicked her under the table but she just shrugged. Eric looked amused at least. Queen Sophie-Ann simply nodded once and departed in her usual dramatic way.

"You're a feisty one aren't you?" Eric commented after she had left. Cass turned to look at Eric and I saw a smile creep over her face. Eric's gaze returned to me and I stared back at him. Cassidy was looking anxiously around the room.

"Look Rachel, it's been great but I should go." She said and stood up. I smiled and nodded. Telling her that we would get together again soon. All and all this hadn't gone as horribly wrong as I thought it would. Everything would have gone spectacularly well and without injury if she hadn't stepped out of the booth the moment another vampire was speeding towards us. She slammed into his chest and fell to the floor. Eric suddenly was very tense and the room got a lot quieter. Godric bent down to pick up the girl he had just knocked over. She was clutching her arm tightly and I didn't know what was wrong till I heard four words coming from Godric's lips…

"You're bleeding little one."

Our little Cassidy is bleeding… at a vampire club full of hungry vampires. This does not bode well for our new character. At least Godric's there right? 'Cause really it doesn't look like Eric was going to do anything. So I know that this chapter was mainly talking with Cassidy being more than a tiny bit bitter… don't you think?

Please rate, comment, review, suggest etc. etc. in the review section bellow since I want to get up to 45 comments. There will be more Rachel/Eric/Godric drama in the next chapter. And something about Cassidy's past gets out. I don't have too many hints on what's to come this time but I WILL tell you this much… something about Godric brings out the resentful parts of Cassidy and something in Cassidy brings out the less humanitarian (or perhaps we should call it the Eric-like) parts of Godric.

P.S Also tell me if you want Sophie-Ann to show up again because I have to say… I really enjoy writing about her.

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Summer Jane