Hours had gone by, and during her night in Merlotte's, she had learned how to make cocktails, see what they did too people who had too much, and smelled the wonderful thing that was a Merlotte's burger. All of which, were useless to her. She couldn't drink or eat, but it had been nice to pretend for one night. She was almost sad when it was time to head back to Sookie's. She understood why everyone spent their free time in Merlotte's, it was a fun place to be.

"Um…I guess I better be heading to Bill's? You'll be okay during the day…right? I'm sure Eric's found some way to keep you safe…" she was rambling again. Sookie nodded, her smile saying that she wasn't as confident in Eric as Kennedy seemed to be. "Well, you can stay here if you want. Bill made a space for when he stays the night." Sookie waved Kennedy to follow her, and they went down a short hall and into a guest room. Kennedy was confused until Sookie opened a closet door, moving around a few things before opening a trap door in the bottom. Then Kennedy felt slightly ill. She looked into the dark hole, cringing as she did so.

"I haven't slept in a hole in sixty years…and even then it was because I was desperate," she said as her lip curled upward. Sookie smiled thinly. Kennedy sighed heavily, taking her jacket off and setting it on the bed. There was no way she was getting it messed up by rolling around in the dirt. She gave Sookie a slight wave, crawling into the hole and shutting the door behind her. She nearly gagged. She wished she was back at home, where she could sleep in an actual bed not a damp hole under someone's house. Bill owed her big time.

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When Kennedy woke up that night, Eric was back, and he didn't seem to be happy about something. She guessed so when he didn't return her smile. She sighed heavily, plopping down onto a couch and looking around for Sookie. "She's at work, I told her not to wake you. Kennedy, we have a problem." Kennedy sighed, throwing her head back. If Eric admitted there was a problem, it was something serious. And she didn't want to deal with something serious. That wasn't what she was there for.

"What now? Did Bill get himself kidnapped?" she joked, freezing when Eric remained silent. She sat upright, looking up at Eric with wide eyes. "Bill got kidnapped? By who?! I swear if they lay a finger on him I'll rip them in half, they don't know who they're messing with,' she rambled, not noticing Eric's amused look. He grabbed her arm gently, stopping her from pacing across the living room. Kennedy huffed loudly and looked at him through her eyebrows.

"Not exactly kidnapped…he just wasn't telling us the complete truth when he left." Kennedy wasn't sure what he was trying to get at. "He's not in Seattle…he's in Jackson." Kennedy looked up at him blankly. Eric sighed, his grip getting tighter as he got more and more aggravated. "Lorena's in Jackson, Kennedy," he said through his teeth. Kennedy clamped her hand over her mouth, her eyes getting wide. Poor, poor Sookie. "That's more of the reaction I was hoping for. You can't tell Sookie anything about this, understand? I'm trying to figure out what he's doing there, the last time Bill saw Lorena things were…unfortunate." Kennedy wanted to choke Bill. She couldn't believe he'd been so stupid.

"I can't believe he's going back to that bitch Lorena…she's horrible." Kennedy had had the misfortune of meeting Lorena on more than one account. Needless to say, Lorena hadn't been so kind after finding that Kennedy was Bill's younger sister. Eric seemed amused with Kennedy's reaction. "Well what am I supposed to tell Sookie? I'm not a good liar like you Eric. I can't tell her that Bill's in Seattle when he isn't!" Eric placed his hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eyes. It calmed her a little.

"Sookie is going to be fine. She's dealt with worse things before. Don't bring up Bill around her. In fact I've already found someone else to watch over her until Bill returns, so you won't have too much to worry about." Kennedy frowned, not happy that Eric didn't trust her enough to keep her mouth shut. Then again she knew she wouldn't be able to not tell Sookie about Bill. She naturally had the urge to tell people things she knew, an annoying fault but it made Kennedy who she was. "I'm taking you back with me to Fangtasia…and maybe Pam can get you new clothes," he said, looking down at the outfit she'd been wearing the night she'd returned to Bon Temps. Kennedy admitted to herself that it would be nice to get an outfit that wasn't as…worn. She'd been distracted by the thought of new clothes long enough to keep her mind from realizing where she was headed. She didn't remember until the car pulled to a stop in front of the club. She would finally get to see Fangtasia in action, she just wasn't sure if she'd enjoy it. "Don't do anything stupid," Eric mumbled, placing a hand on her lower back as he lead her into the club.

She was a little surprised at how many people were inside. People took to vampires a little better than she'd assumed. She felt uncomfortable when she noticed all the humans staring at her with longing looks, it was actually pretty sad in a way, to know they were addicted to creatures who only used them for their blood. She felt odd when she realized she was one of those creatures. When she was in the safety of Eric's office, she felt better again, quickly putting the club outside behind her. She wasn't too fond of it even now.

"Pam, Kennedy needs some new clothes. I need to make a few phone calls," the last part was said to keep Pam from arguing, which by the look on her face made it very obvious that she wanted to. Kennedy smiled at Pam sarcastically, fully enjoying being a burden to her. Pam rolled her eyes, disappearing back into the club. Eric's eyes went from Kennedy, to a couch sitting behind her. She sat down with a large plop, looking up at the ceiling as she waited for Pam to come back. She listened in on Eric's phone call, sighing when he'd gotten no where. If Eric couldn't find anything out, there wasn't much hope.

"Here, it's what I have on hand. I'll see what else I can get later," Pam said, thrusting over a pile of clothes to Kennedy. She looked at the distressed, yet clean jeans and Fangtasia shirt. It was better than what she had on. And the thigh high boots Pam had set in front of her would go perfectly with her jacket. "Do you always wear that thing?" Pam said, her eyes focused on the leather jacket Kennedy was removing so she could get changed. Kennedy nodded, smiling proudly. It was kind of a security blanket, as strange as it seemed.

Once she was changed, she turned in a full circle, surveying herself in the mirror in the corner of the room. The outfit didn't look as horrible on her as she thought. "Much better," Eric said, walking up behind her. Pam scoffed.

"You two are so sweet it almost makes me want to vomit," she said dryly, turning and walking out of the office. Kennedy shook her head, glad to be rid of Pam's bad attitude, and turned back to Eric. She played with the buttons on his jacket, avoiding his stare. Eric still made her nervous.

"Why am I hearing things about you and Jason Stackhouse?" he was right next to her, his lips nearly touching her ear. Kennedy's eyes looked up quickly at Eric's hunched figure, quickly darting back to her hands that were picking at his jacket. She wondered how he could know so much about the things she did when she wasn't with him, but he couldn't seem to find out anything about her brother. Then again, she was a tad excited that he was showing interest.

"How'd you hear about that? Nothing happened…I that's what you were thinking. Sookie made sure everyone knew you'd already spoken for me, even though it's not entirely true," she said with a frown. "Besides…I wasn't planning on getting with him, he's a human Eric. I've never been with a human, not even when I was a human. Old habits doe hard and all." Eric smiled lightly, brushing Kennedy's hair behind her ear. She realized he never expected her to do anything with Jason. He knew she'd never betray him like that. It annoyed her that she was so predictable.

"I figured as much. I was just humoring Sookie, it was the first thing she said to me tonight when I showed up at her house. I had a feeling you'd never stoop as low as Jason Stackhouse. Your better than that." Kennedy wasn't sure if that was exactly a compliment. She smiled back thinly, looking down at her boots. She decided she'd keep them until Pam started to complain. They looked good on her.

"I don't know what I was thinking…it's been awhile since I've had human blood. I've been living off True Blood for awhile," she admitted, her lips forming a thin line. She hadn't wanted to tell Eric that her maker was a little on the strict side. She didn't want him to think of her as someone's pet. In truth, that was exactly what she was. While Kennedy knew Eric's maker had let him lead his own life, that they'd kept a close bond up until Godric decided to end his, Kennedy had been more of a servant to her maker. She'd run errands, do things she was ashamed to admit or think about, she'd been held up in the same place for nearly her entire existence as a vampire. She envied Eric more than she was willing to admit to him.

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Sort of a filler I know. It's leading up to better things trust me.