School Yard Games

18

Adele

A/N... I fell of the planet?... I was abducted by Aliens?... My dog ate my homework?... My computer fell out of my window landing on my head... I've only just got my memories back?. . . I've been busy saving the world in my day job? All really great excuses but none of them are true... so I hope there is still someone out there reading this...

Enjoy

JoXx...

I woke Sookie as we drove down the drive to her house. Through the three security fences to a house that could only be described as eclectic. It even had a bit that looked like one those round observatory towers that would house a telescope.

Sookie opened the door quietly creeping inside signally for me to come with her. But not quietly enough it appeared, as Sookies Gran called out.

"It's only me," Sookie spoke.

"Who's with ya?" a voice called back. Shit I hadn't made a noise.

"Damn the woman as the ears of a bat, when it suits her," Sookie hissed as she rolled her eyes. "It's Eric Northman. Gran it's late can we explain in the morning, I am beat," Sookie made her way to the doorway of her Gran's bedroom.

"Alright sweetheart but tomorrow you will tell me everything, you too principle Northman," said the voice, the originator blocked by Sookie's frame in the door way. Sookie quietly closed the door.

I wasn't leaving her, not till everyone had been picked up and it was safe and even then I was already trying to come up with an excuse to keep her close.

"Upstairs," Sookie whispered. She opened a door, looked in, only to close it again. I raised my eyebrows in question. "Tara's here, her mom is an alcoholic – a nasty one. She stay's when she has to get out of dodge."

Fuck- like having nanites swimming in your blood wasn't enough of a raw deal, you need to add a nasty drunk mom, old school mafia dad to the mix. Neurotic Isabelle, (my mom) was looking better and better by the second, yes at times she had smothered me, convinced I would be taken from her too- but she loves me, I'd phone her tomorrow- today- after sleep, I promised myself.

"Wow," was all I could say as I was led to Sookie's room, I don't know what I expected. May be something girly- pink perhaps maybe yellow, but an observatory for a bed room hadn't even been on my radar. The room was immaculately tidy, OCD tidy, one curved portion of the wall was covered in white board filled with everything from complex physics equations to famous quotes to doodles and scribbles from her friends to a million post it notes all coloured coordinated in perfect straight lines. The room was at least triple height to accommodate a freaking telescope.

"Come on you can check it out tomorrow," Sookie dragged my hand over to her bed, began stripping to bra and panties pulling out a night shirt, she went to a bathroom, offering me it's use after her leaving a new toothbrush in there for me. I smiled when I seen we used the same brand of toothpaste. I snuggled in beside her, hopping her Gran wouldn't want to kill me in the morning, we were both adults I reminded myself. Spooning her I placed a kiss on her shoulder just beside the thin strap of her nightie, she made the sweetest little noise. Sleep took me easily enough, it had been a long night.

We were hoping our New Orleans office would have word on Dermots whereabouts by tomorrow. It must be so galling to know the man partially responsible for so much of your families heart ache was so close by.

Morning came with the smell of bacon wafting toward me, I shifted cracking my eyes open only to have one of those horrible moments of 'where the hell am I?' hit me for a split second.

Observatory?

Sookie!

I reached out in the bed for her to find her side warm but cooling, she'd not been gone long then. Propping myself up on my elbows, I could hear hushed voices coming from outside the room and down the hall.

After pissing like a race horse and vowing never to drink prescient coffee again, looking into the mirror-blood shot eye's greeted me along with hair like a hobos, face full of stubble- so not the first impression I wanted to make to my girls family. I sighed at least washing the sleep out of my eyes, with a brush on the side of the vanity I tamed hobo land too. There was nothing I could do about the stubble so I'd just have to try and own that.

Quickly dressing in yesterdays crumpled clothes the good impression just kept on rolling, I passed the room where Sookie had said Tara was sleeping, hushed voices and giggles coming from it. It made me smile, I carried on past hoping I would get to speak with Sookie's Gran alone.

Hopes were dashed when I seen a flamboyant black man with spangley head scarf and zebra print glittery wife beater whipping what could only be described as industrial sized portion of pancake batter.

"Morning," I tried to smile but I am sure I looked pained maybe even constipated- who knows.

"Look at chew, aren't you all shades of fine," the black man spoke read sung, in a rich baritone voice.

"Lafayette you behave now," a sprightly elderly woman in a navy dress and immaculate pinned back hair hushed him, fixing steely blue grey eyes on me. I knew then and there as I gulped like a little pussy that little got past Mrs Stackhouse.

"Principal Northman, a word if you please," she indicated to the sitting room – fuck my hands were already sweaty. What if she didn't approve, my gut twisted for Sookie she had enough on her plate- shit and double shit. I didn't want to add to her problems.

"Certainly, I wanted to speak with you too," I followed her, but not before I caught 'Lafayettes' wide eyes and 'rather you than me look'. Fuck.

Best defence is a strong offence, "Mrs Stackhouse, I wanted to speak to you about my relationship with Sookie," I began as I sat down in the chair she had indicated for me.

"Straight in there, I like that," her hands crossed in her lap.

"Sookie and I have began dating, I know that being her principle this is seen as highly inappropriate, but I wanted to assure you that I care very deeply for Sookie and would never push her or pressure her in our relationship. It won't affect school we have decided to go public when she has graduated," this was one of the most awkward conversations I'd ever had. Christ how I wished it was over and done already.

"When she has a bright shinny future ahead of her, you are rooted to Bon Temps High what then? Will you hold her back, keep her small?" the elderly woman spoke, a chill running down my spine.

"NO! of course not," I implored.

"Explain it then Principle Northman," fuck was she pissed, did I blame her? I could see how this must look to her.

"Please call me Eric," I scratched my head trying to find the words, "I know everything Mrs Stackhouse... um about the town I mean. I am not a real Principle, I would be pleased if this information didn't leave this room but I am undercover FBI agent. . ." I sighed my eyes lowering.

"…Oh I see, lying comes easy to you…" she cut me off, her lips in a thin disapproving line, before Sookie cut her off.

"Gran!" Sookie scolded I hadn't even seen her come in, "he looks like a deer in the head lights, you've had your fun now," Sookie glared at her Gran. Huh? Confused-dot-com.

Her Gran began to chuckle, "call me Adele or Gran everyone does. I am sorry. Sookie filled me in this morning, that was naughty of me, forgive me?" her eyes went from twinkling mischief to filled with tears. "Do you really think you can get my great grand baby back?" she looked like she swallowed a rather large lump back down.

I tried to feel pissed, but I was just so relieved I was no longer sweating bullets and now Adele's face looked scared and hopeful all in one. It was a face that had been used to life's disappointments but the hope hadn't left the building yet. Life hadn't broken her. I knew then she was solely responsible for Sookie awesome strength of character. And I couldn't help but feel a measure of warmth towards the older woman.

"Ma'am, if he's out there I swear to you I will do everything in my power to get him back," I really meant it, as much as I cared for Sookie if it was in my power by God I would do it.

"God bless you Eric Northman, Bless you. You are an answer to my prayers. Now that being said, if you ever hurt our Sookie, I will hunt you down and shot you like a wild animal my girl been through enough- don't think I won't, I sleep with a Bellini."

"Understood. I do care for her, I want her to be happy," I squeezed Sookie's hand she looked down on me as she stood by my chair with a big smile on her beautiful face.

"Then as strange as this may be you have my blessing, anyone that can make my girl smile like that surely deserves it." I walked through into the kitchen hand in hand with Sookie like I'd just been crowned king of the world!

Breakfast was mayhem, the reason for industrial sized pancake batter was for the next two hours the Stackhouse home stead had swing doors on it, as everyone from Jason (Sookies Brother) to members of his road crew, the original triplets, the rest of the gang turned up at various times for the delicious fair. Lafayette turned out to be Tara's cousin and also cook at the Merlotte's Bar and Grill in town.

"Good stuff, huh?" Sookie asked, as she popped a bit of biscuit between her lips smiling.

"Yes, Very. Don't tell my mom but best breakfast I'd ever had, this usual?" I asked, indicating the relaxed attitude everyone had, opening cupboards helping themselves and such.

"Every Sunday since we all came to live here, family tradition," she grinned. "Although every Sunday seems bigger than the last," she giggled. I bet.

After breakfast I check my phone, no news yet Pam said she would be right on it as soon as she had something for us.

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JoxX