"You want me to do what?" Kennedy asked Eric, looking up at him through her eyebrows. She knew this trip to save Bill would mean she needed to do things she wasn't normally used to, but this was a little out of the box for anything she'd done before. The wig in Eric's hands was a tacky color of red, it made Kennedy's skin crawl when she looked at it. She glared at Eric. He didn't look much different. He let his hair fall naturally, instead of slicking it back as he usually did. He was wearing a brown suit that seemed to clash horribly with his blue eyes, and he was wearing black, thick rimmed glasses. He, in all honesty, looked kind of like a nerd. She was sure no one would recognize him.

"Just put the wig on Kennedy. I put your dress on the bed," he said looking himself over in the mirror. Kennedy wasn't sure if the look on his face was one of pride or disdain. She grumbled too herself, grabbing the wig up and stomping over to the bed, gagging at the dress she saw. It was pink. Hot pink. Pink really wasn't Kennedy's color, and it was so bright it almost made her eyes hurt. She looked down in horror at the tube dress that would make her look like some sort of crayon. She could feel Eric's amusement and she wanted to throw the gaudy, five inch black heels he'd paired with it at the back of his head.

"I'm gonna look like some sort of cheap prostitute," she muttered, pinning her hair up so she could place the wig on. It was big, and frizzy, sort of like someone who had curly hair and had no idea how to take care of it, or tame it. The only upside she found was the red color of the wig seemed to make her eyes look a little more vibrant. The dress, once on her, was much to tight, showing more curves than she was used to. She felt a little uncomfortable with how much the dress seemed to reveal. The shoes were the only thing she was okay with. The were the height she was used to, and not as horrible as the wig and dress. She thought she'd gotten the short end of the stick with this. At least Eric looked comfortable.

"You don't look that bad," he said, eyeing her up and down. Kennedy placed a hand under his chin, bringing his eyes back to her face. He didn't look one bit ashamed.

"That's only because everything's hanging out. At least no one will recognize me I guess…I'd die if someone knew I'd worn this out in public." she was surprised when Eric actually laughed. She grabbed a black clutch that was actually hers, and walked out into the hall, Eric close behind her. She tried her hardest to ignore the gawking stares people gave them as they made their way through the lobby. She knew she looked horrible, just not that horrible. She felt a little better when she felt Eric's hand take hers, leading her out to his corvette. Already she wanted the night to be over.

Things got worse when Eric pulled in front of the same apartment building that Alcide and Sookie were staying at. There was no way she wanted to let either of them see her dressed the way she was. She'd never realized how much she cared about how she looked until then. It was a little annoying to think of herself as someone who was overly vain. Of course, not as annoying as climbing the fire escape in a too tight dress and heels that could break someone's neck. She was grateful for the built in grace she had. If she were a human, she would have tripped numerous times. This time, Sookie seemed ready for them.

Except she wouldn't let them in. She kept waving them off, holding up a finger telling them to wait. It didn't do much for Kennedy's already sour mood. She clicked her tongue against her teeth, her lips pursing as she looked over at Eric. He only smiled. "Sorry guys, I didn't want them to hear you. Alcide had someone over asking about…never mind, hold on," she said, scurrying out of the room. She came in a few moments later with Alcide's tall frame trailing in behind her. Kennedy went in the room first, just as Alcide invited Eric in. Sookie looked them both up and down. At least someone found entertainment in their outfits, Kennedy sure didn't. "What the hell are you two wearing? Are you in disguise?" she asked, fighting with herself not to laugh. Alcide was smiling also.

"Yes, we're in disguise. It was Eric's idea so he can spy on you at Club Dead. Apparently I'm so recognizable to other Vampire's that I needed to wear all this," she said as her hand motioned to her ensemble. Sookie's lips came together as she tried her hardest not to laugh. It was official, she would kill Eric when this was all over. Alcide shook his head, looking over at Eric with a stern expression. Kennedy wondered what he could have done now.

"What with you putting dead werewolves in my closet?" Kennedy's head whipped towards Eric, her jaw dropped. What kind of accusation was that? Eric froze, looking annoyed that he was being accused of something so bizarre.

"I didn't put any werewolf in your closet. You rescinded my invitation remember? How could I have been in your apartment?" Alcide's eyes flickered over to Kennedy, she remembered he hadn't rescinded her invitation. He thought she'd done it before Sookie spoke up.

"Well who the hell did it then? We had to drag his body out into the woods earlier. You have no idea how gut wrenching that is. We had to roll him up in a shower curtain and sneak him out of the building." Eric and Kennedy looked at each other, it was their turn to try hiding their laughter. The thought of Alcide and Sookie taking a werewolves corpse across Jackson to dump it off somewhere in the woods was nearly priceless. They wished they could have watched. "And it was the same werewolf that attacked me last night," she added, making Kennedy and Eric frown. She looked back at Alcide, who nodded once. She sighed heavily, pulling down her sweater to show them her back. There were four red, puffy half moon marks in her back. Fingernail marks.

"Jesus Sook, that looks like it hurt. Someone did that to you at the club last night?" Kennedy asked, moving forward to get a better look. Sookie only nodded, grimacing as Kennedy ran a finger over the wounds. She looked back at Eric with a worried expression. This was getting more serious than they had both imagined it would. No one was supposed to know who Sookie was, let alone try and hurt her. Maybe they were all walking into some sort of trap. Eric stepped forward.

"I don't know who put that body in the closet. Earlier tonight Kennedy and I searched Jackson, we still haven't found where they're keeping Bill. The only other place I can think of to look is Russell Edgington's compound. Your going to have to get invited there tonight when you get to the club." Russell Edgington was the king of Mississippi. Kennedy knew him through Sophie Ann, she prayed her disguise would keep him from recognizing her.

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Walking into club was like walking into a pit of snakes. Kennedy and Eric had no business being there, they should have been back in Shreveport. But Eric had found away to get around the rules just like always, and there they were, sitting in a corner trying to watch for Sookie and Alcide. Kennedy kept tugging at her dress, making sure it was still in place. She was uncomfortable beyond words. Eric put his hand on hers, making her quit fidgeting around. She looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Your going to attract attention if you keep moving around like that. Sit still and pretend like you belong here." it was easier said than done. She couldn't stop herself from looking over at Russell's table, waiting for him to recognize her.

"How's Sookie supposed to know where their keeping Bill? You don't expect her to just ask do you? She'll be found out quicker than you can say 'Fangtasia'. Maybe we should have thought about this a little more before we dragged her into this. I mean I know she's with Bill, but I don't think he'll be too happy with us if we let her get drained for being too curious." Eric shut his eyes tightly, rubbing at his temples. He seemed almost like he was shocked at what Kennedy was saying. Then she realized there was something he hadn't told her. Something big.

"She's not going to ask…she doesn't need to. Sookie's special for being a human. She tends to know things without them being said," he said quietly. Kennedy knew he was trying to say it in a way that wouldn't alert anyone else. And she understood why. Sookie could read minds, that was why most of the plan was on her shoulders. Kennedy and Eric couldn't do the same things Sookie could.

"…Well that explains a lot. And Russell seems to like her. We might get Bill back sooner than we'd thought," she said cheerfully. Kennedy looked around the club, knowing Eric would be on the look out for Sookie. It was pretty empty for it being a night club. She could tell that most of the bodies that filled the room were vampire's and their human escorts. The werewolves and shifters were gone because o the full moon. She wondered how Alcide had gotten there in one piece. The room was so empty, watching Sookie had been much easier than the two of them had thought. They had a clear view of both her and Alcide as they sat at Russell's table, getting on his good side in hopes of being invited to his home later.

Kennedy watched as Sookie walked from the table, heading for the bar. Sookie's eyes met with Eric and Kennedy, keeping herself from making it obvious to anyone else that she knew either of them. Both Kennedy and Eric watched as she stepped closer to the bar, her eyes suddenly growing wide only for a second. Kennedy looked over frantically at Eric, trying to see if he'd noticed something she hadn't. He looked just as confused as she felt. What happened next was somewhat of a blur.

They each watched Sookie walk towards a vampire, one Kennedy didn't recognize. Sookie eyed two humans close by, a look of fear mixed with disgust twisting her features as she got closer. Kennedy saw one of them, the shorter, older of the two, begin to open his jacket, walking forward towards the mystery vampire. That was when Sookie and Kennedy both leapt into action.

"STAKE!" Sookie yelled, throwing herself at the man, Kennedy was up and out of her seat, dodging Eric's attempt to grab her, rushing towards Sookie and the man before anyone realized what was really happening. Kennedy gave Sookie a hard shove, pushing her off to the side. The other man had run off, Alcide off and after him in seconds. Kennedy tackled down the man with the stake, only to feel a sharp pain in her side. She didn't have to look down to know the stake had landed in her rock hard skin.

"Oh shit," she groaned, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as she tried to pry the stake from her side. She fell to the ground, not realizing the vampire she'd saved had killed the human with two blows to the head. Eric was at her side, quickly looking over Kennedy trying to figure out what the best step was. Kennedy knew she didn't have long. She needed to get the stake out and fast before it killed her. She would need time to heal and the wound only got worse the longer Eric hesitated. Then she felt it, he didn't want to hurt her. "There's no way it could hurt more than this," she hissed, her vision blurring in and out. She hardly noticed the chaos surrounding her. The vampires rushing off to find whoever it was who had escaped, the shifters turning into their animal forms all over the club, running out in large crowds.

She saw Sookie kneeling beside her, crying her eyes out. Kennedy wanted to ask why Sookie was so upset, but she couldn't get the words to come out. Every time she opened her mouth, she would wheeze and sputter before Eric told her to relax. "I'm taking the stake out. Sookie, hold her down so she doesn't thrash around too much," Eric ordered. Kennedy felt like she was watching the scene from somewhere else, like she was one of the people crowded around her limp form watching in horror. She felt Sookie's warm hands push down harshly on her shoulders, holding her to the ground. She felt Eric's worry, and she could see as his hands traveled to her side, getting a firm grip on the stake. When he pulled, she blacked out.

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A/N: A little different yes. I know that it's kind of....well I'm not sure what the word is. But it works for the story...try not to get mad at me or anything. :)