Chapter 20

Disclaimer: Alright people! Get ready for some twists turns and bloodshed! Haha this is also another one of my favorite chapters and I hope you guys like it. Bad news thought I lost the last chapter of this story so I may have to wing it. It is somewhere beneath the mess of compositions books so fingers crossed that I find it.

"What!" I shrieked when I heard Sam. "What the fuck do you mean murder? You mean there's a dead body in my bathroom?" I tried to run back into the bathroom but Sams arms came around me in a great bear hug and held me back.

"Let go of me!" I shrieked.

"Casey. No!" Sam grit through his teeth.

"I said let go of me!" I hollered.

Sam's grip tightened.

I could feel the anger bubbling inside me. I didn't want anyone touching me. I had to see who had died because of me.

I gripped Sam but the shoulders and pushed with all my might. One moment Sam's was right in front of me the next he was flying through the air onto the bed. I didn't stop to see if he was ok. Instead I ran towards to the bathroom and flung the door open.

Blood. So much blood. I didn't even see a body. Just bits and pieces of meat which is what a body should have been. Smeared everywhere. No human could have done this. At least not alone. I stopped and though…no vampire could have done this either. Too much…food…was left over. I wanted to vomit.

I looked in the mirror and saw between the smeared blood stains, something on the wall behind me.

Out of my peripherals I saw that Sam was on his feet. It was an envelope. And it had my name on it. I grabbed it with a shaky hand.

"Casey maybe its best we not touch anything until the Sheriff get here." Sam said with a groan while grabbing his shoulder and moving it around a bit.

I ignored him and opened it.

Casey,

I wont bore you with introductions I think we both know that you're well aware of who this is.

God, I could almost hear his voice.

I was a little disappointed when I discovered you weren't at the Plaza last night when I saw you at Fangtasia. Yes, I was there, unbeknownst to you. I'd even go as far as to say heart broken.

Well at least he didn't know about my ability.

Please send Mr. Northman my regards.

Who? I thought.

Although I must admit I had a fine time watching Mrs. Lee play out your fate, tonight was mere practice compared to what I plan to do with you but I promise that when I get through with you, death will be a sweet release. I won't allow you to take up any more of my time so I will leave you with this. Make the most of these last few days, for death is coming for you.

-X

"What is it?" Sam asked. I turned to look at him and he froze and slowly began to back away.

"What?" I asked.

I ran to the mirror and saw that my emotions had caused my eyes to go completely black again.

"Fuck." I hissed. I let out a breath and tried to calm myself. The last thing I needed was for that jack off Sheriff Dearborn to be on my bad side. To tell you the truth, he actually liked me but I didn't care much for him because of the way he treates Sam and Sookie.

I immediately assessed the rest of my appearance in the mirror. "Shit." I murmured as I saw the blood soaked shirt. I placed the note on the dresser and immediately tore my shirt off not caring that Sam was there.

"Casey!" Sam exclaimed. He didn't turn away though his eyes were glued to me. I was too scared, too upset and too damn pissed off. I couldn't afford to add embarrassment into the mix. I found a T-Shirt, a black tank top with a big red rose in the middle. I slipped it on. It was WAY too baggy. I removed the scrunchie from my hair and pulled the material around the back of my shirt and tied the barrette around it. I then sprinted to Sams truck and crammed it under the passengers seat. Finally Sam was catching on to what it is I was doing I suppose because be let me continue.

I didn't watch that many episodes of CSI, but something tells me that when you meet the police at a crime scene its best not to look like you just finished a killing spree.

I ran into the room and grabbed the note and envelope and placed it in my bra. Sam let out an uncomfortable clearing of his throat.

A few seconds after we left the room Sheriff Dearborn pulled up. I looked at Sam.

"Eyes?" I asked in a breathy tone. I was scared shitless.

"Violet." He answered.

That would have to do. The moment Sheriff Dearborn exited the car he took one look at me and froze. "Casey? That you?" He asked removing his sunglasses.

"Yes Sheriff." I answered quickly.

"Damn child I hardly recognized you." He said lazily his eyes taking their time to give my body the once over. I felt the need to vomit all over again.

"Sheriff." Sam called.

The Sheriff took his eyes off of me and his expression turned cold. "What are you doing here boy?" He asked.

"Sam was giving me ride to my room and when I got here…Sheriff could you please come with me?" I asked finally giving up on my explanation when I realized that he wasn't paying any attention to me.

He followed close behind me into the room. I pointed into to my bathroom door but made sure not to look in its direction.

Dearborn eyes followed my finger and looked into the bathroom and nearly fainted.

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2:00…In the span of 5 hours I had split my face open, the cut was fully healed by now, received an unwelcome letter, which was poking my chest something awful, and later on tonight I had to be in a room surrounded by vampires…which were not my favorite 'people' at this point in time for understandable reasons and to top it all off I was in a police station….starving. All I had in the past two days was a cup of ice tea and a slice of cake.

I was in the interrogation room waiting for the Sheriff to go through protocol so I could take my ass home…I mean Sookies home…hell as of this point in time I didn't have a home…what else is new?

Sheriff Dearborn and two other young officers entered the room. One of the red haired officers set an old fashioned tape recorder on the table and had the nerve to wink at me!

A little tip from me to you…when you are picking up a girl make sure she isn't totally traumatized after seeing a mutilated body in her bathroom.

"Alright let's get down to business." Sheriff said to me with a huge grin on his face. I didn't really see anything to smile about.

"Sherrif Dearborn—"

"Please, call me Bud." He interrupted with the same stupid grin on his face.

"Okay" I began again "Bud, I really hate to impose but do you think I could have something to eat I'm feeling a little woozy and—" The two officers at his side immediately sprang into action.

"Sure Ma'am anything you want!" One officer said.

"Yeah anything." The other said.

"Well to be honest, I haven't eaten anything all day so whatever you have would be fine." I said. If I wasn't so shaken up I would have laughed at the two.

They immediately ran out of the room getting stuck as they both tried to fit through the door.

'Bud' didn't seem too pleased by their actions but pushed the record button.

"The time is now 2:02 in the afternoon. I am sitting here with Miss Casey—" Bud paused

"Cortez." I said as I leaned over and spoke into the recorder.

"Miss Casey Cortez. Age?"

"20." I said

"Occupation?"

"Hostess and waitress at Merlottes"

"The witness has been read her rights and has agreed to answer the proceeding questions is that correct Miss Casey?" He asked with a smile.

"Yes." I answered.

"Alright let's start with when you woke up this morning."

"Well…it was around 9:00 9:15 the latest. I was with Sookie"

Bud gave a small sneer. I tried it ignore it and continued. "At around 10AM Sam came over to take a look at her truck. I went alone with his we went to an auto body shop…made a purchase'—"

"Which shop?" Sheriff interrupted again. I didn't want to tell him which one so I decided to swallow my pride. I gave a small pout and stared at him with what I believed to be 'puppy god eyes' and answered. "I'm really sorry Bud but…I don't remember. Sometimes I can be so forgetful" I said and I ran my hands through my hair and twirled a small price around my finger.

Bud shifted in his chair uncomfortable and smiled. "That's alright darlin' you're a damn fine witness you just go right on."

VOMIT!!! Casey don't you ever do that again I don't think our stomach can take it.

"Well after that Sam and I went back to my hotel room so I could get some clothes because I planned to stay with Sookie for a few days. Sam and I could smell something and we both saw it was coming from the bathroom when we opened the door Sam immediately called you."

After pausing for a moment Bud seemed satisfied enough with my story and turned the recorder off. "Can I give you a little free advice?"

Fuck no

"Sure." I said flatly with a smile.

"If I were you I would stay as far away from that weird Stackhouse girl. The Stackhouse's are bad news in this town."

I was smiling so hard my jaw hurt. "Well I appreciate your concern Bud but me staying with Sookie is merely temporary until I find my own place but again thank you for the concern."

Sheriff Dearborn looked as if he were going to say something else but was interrupted by the two officers coming back with something to eat. They looked as if they had robbed a vending machine. The gesture was sweet, slightly incongruous, but sweet nonetheless. One officer had his arms full of candy bars, chips; cookies and crackers while the other…and this made me laugh inside…had about 10 cans of assorted sodas in his arms. How he managed to get a hold on them all, I had no idea but, God bless him.

"Is Sam done?" I asked.

Bud let out a sigh. "No I still have to get his story but it won't take too long." With that, The Sheriff left the room leaving me there with tweedle dee and tweedle dum. They walked over and set the food on the table and stood there for a moment.

"Officer McDouglas you're needed at the holding cell. McDouglas to the holding cell" I heard one of the officers walkie talkies go off.

He was noticeably upset. "I'll be right there." He said. He gave me a flirtatious smile that made me want to kick him square in the teeth and left the room. So it was down to me and the soft drink king.

"You gonna stand here and watch me eat?' I asked as I put a chip in my mouth.

"I don't mind if you don't." I said his face going a bit red.

I kicked my leg out so the chair across from me was pushed indicating him to sit down. He immediately took a seat.

"So…you got a name?" I asked. I wasn't sure why my mood had changed probably because I was finally getting something in my stomach.

"Yes." He simply answered. After a long pause he slapped his head in embarrassment. "It's Tristan. Tristan Maxwell. Sorry about that." He said

"How long have you been an officer Tristan?" I asked.

"This is my first year on the force." He answered nervously.

He was about my 5'10 5'11if I had to guess, with black hair and dark green eyes. His shoulders were broad and he was in pretty good shape.

"A pretty crazy day for you I guess." He said fidgeting in his chair.

I gave a small scoff. "You could say that." I said looking away.

"I'm really sorry Ma'am." He said simply. I looked up at him and could tell he really meant it.

"Thank you and the names Casey…or Case…depending on how much of my name you decide you wanna remeber" I simply said.

"Casey." He said bashfully.

The door immediacy opened and Sheriff Dearborn entered with Sam following quickly behind.

"How are you doing Case?" Sam asked.

I braved a small smile. "As good as to be expected." I answered.

"Lets get you home. I'm already late opening" He said simply. I slowly got up, my muscles feeling tired. I grabbed two cans of Pepsi and another bag of plain potato chips and gave one last look at Tristan. "It was nice talking to you." I extended my hand and he immediately shook it but kept his eyes on Sam while doing so.

Sam gave him a quick nod and Tristan did the same.

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The ride home was silent. From the look on Sams face he was totally drained. "I'm sorry I made you open the bar late." I finally said.

Sam did say anything. I reached under the seat and grabbed the bloody shirt.

"Am I fired?" I asked suddenly.

He still didn't say anything.

"Hell, at least yell at me." I said desperately.

Silence.

We pulled up to Sookies house I grabbed Sookies purse and the brushes we had gotten at Jasmes' as Sam reached into his pocket and pulled out some money. "James wanted me to give this to you."

It was the money I had left on the counter when I bought the filter. I opened my mouth in protest but I took one look at Sam to see that he was in no mood to argue.

Just as Sam began driving off Sookie came running out of the house a Panicked look on her face.

"Christ Casey where have you been? I've been worried sick." Sookie shrieked.

She then flung her arms around me and I hugged her back. As I looked at Sookies house I saw a woman standing in the doorway. She was REALLY tall almost six feet and her hair was long and blond. Standing next to her was a boy about the same height. His hair was blonde and spiked.

"Umm Sookie who are they?" I asked

Sookie didn't say anything she just continued to hug me.

Slowly they began walking towards us. As the woman neared me I saw her ears were…

"Sookie there is a fairy walking towards me…Why is there a fairy walking towards me?" I asked flatly.

Sookie finally let go and stepped away. "Casey this is Claude and Claudine."

"Okay." I said in the same flat tone.

"I'm going to take a stab in the dark but they're brother and sister isn't they?" I asked just noticing the striking resemblance.

Sookie nodded. "Sookie there are two fairies walking towards me. Why are there two fairies walking towards me?" I asked.

They stopped right in front of me and without warning they kneeled to the floor, grabbed my hands and kissed them.

I looked over at Sookie who was almost as confused as I was….almost.

"Hi?" I said confused.

"Sookie, can you tell me why these two are acting like I am some sort of, Queen of the Fairies?" I asked snatching my hands away from the two.

"Because you are." Claude said.

I couldn't help it. I immediately began bursting into laughter. I was laughing so hard that there was a pain in my side.

"What a fucking day." I sighed once the laughing subsided. "No but seriously. I'm being Punk'd right?" I said.

Their expressions had not changed. The smile slowly began to be erased from my face.

"You're not joking." I stated while nodded my head.

"No, your highness." Claudine said.

I then smiled. "Sookie, I'm going to have to ask you to do something for me."

I looked over at her. She was staring at me in shock. All she did was nod.

"I have just found out that I am queen of the fairies. I shall need a shotgun, knife, and or noose to honor the occasion."

""Authors Notes** Bet you did see that one coming kids. Well sadly the story is almost coming to an end. So I am going to have to take some time to start working on the second installment. Thank you so much for keeping me company. Its good to know that there are people in the world who are just as crazy as I am. I decided to nix the music idea just because well…it just wouldn't work out…but if you guys think it would be a good idea I can try in out. Thanks for reading expect the next chapter in about 20 hrs or less…haha.. ttfn ooh and I FOUND THE LAST CHAPTER so you all can stop hating me :-D