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Chapter Seven

Fuck.

After Eric left I was completely wiped out, I sat back down on the couch my head in my hands. What had I been thinking going off on him like that? I definitely knew how to handle my emotions better than that and yet it was like I couldn't stop. I needed those answers more than anything I realized slowly, I had thought he had abandoned me, but apparently he hadn't?

I looked up startled when I felt a hand on my arm and looked over at Hunter, he was handing me a bag of blood I had completely forgotten about. I smiled in thanks and took the bag from him, watching for a moment as he tore into his own. He wasn't exactly a clean eater and I saw the amount of money I spent on clothing going up in the future, I didn't mind though. Now that I thought about it after having yelled at Eric, I had always wanted to have a baby, even though I probably would have passed on my telepathy, but in a way Hunter could fulfill that role as well, minus the dirty diapers and to be honest that didn't bother me all that much.

"So do you want to talk about it?" Hunter asked putting his second bag on blood down on the coffee table.

"Not really no, but if you have any questions feel free to ask me." I replied sipping from my bag still.

"Uh ok..." He paused and looked down at his hands, getting up and putting another two bags into the coffee pot. The blood tasted better when warmed in water than it did if you just stuck it in the microwave. "So were you and Eric lovers before you were turned?"

I nodded, but seeing his expectant face I sighed. "We were and we weren't. Eric had always claimed to care for me, and I thought I might have cared for him. I saved his maker from the sun you know? That morning I saw a side of him I never had before." I paused taking another drink. I hadn't thought about my human days in years, it was always too painful to before. "He tricked me into drinking his blood the first time, convinced me to suck a bullet from his chest." I smiled at the thought; I had be so naive back then. "Anyways we were always dancing around each other, we had done some stuff but never actually had sex, and still he always called me lover. I hated it, it made me see red every time he said it, but I secretly loved it I guess."

I looked up to see Hunter staring at me slack jawed. "What?"

"Uh, nothing, just you looked wistful and felt sad and happy while talking about him." He turned around and pulled the bags out, hissing as the hot water splashed on his skin.

I laughed and got up to clean out the used blood bags before throwing them in the trash. "I was always happy or sad when around him that's for sure."
"So is he how you got mixed up in vampires in the first place?" Hunter asked leaning against the counter top.

"No, if only." I shook my head and frowned. "No that was Hadley, and by extension Bill Compton."

"My mother got you mixed up with vampires?"

"She told Sophie-Anne about her kooky cousin Sookie who thought she was telepathic. See Hadley and my brother had been close growing up, she was always over at our house hanging out with him cause they were the same age. She didn't like me and always told Jason I was a weirdo, she eventually got involved with the wrong people and disappeared, until she came back asking Gran for money for rehab, she gave it to her and Hadley disappeared again. I thought she was dead until I found out she'd been turned." I fussed over a flower arrangement then turned and looked at Hunter again. "Anyways, the Queen was interested and she sent Bill to come and find me, seduce me and get me under their control. It worked perfectly until Eric told me that Bill had been sent by the Queen, I was in New Orleans working on finding out who was betraying the Queen at the time and was devastated. I and Bill's relationship was finished after that."

Hunter nodded his head slowly, I could tell he was thinking over everything I said and I waited patiently for him to figure out what he wanted to say. He was confused and angry and upset all at once, and I thought maybe this talk should have waited for another night because I couldn't remember how hostile emotions affected me when I was newly risen.

"So Eric, he told you the truth, even though you guys weren't anything to each other? Were you guy's even friends?"

I was shocked, I had never thought of it that way before and so I frowned thinking. "Yes I suppose you're right, we were kind of friends I guess. I wouldn't say we were close though." How had I never seen that he had told me with no strings attached? Was it because I assumed that he had been gloating? I was kind of already almost hooking up with Quinn at the point so I really wasn't sure.

Hunter broke me out of my thoughts shocking me again. "So you saved his maker?"

I grinned and nodded my head. I had actually really liked Eric's maker and I was always surprised that Eric was his child. "Yes, Godric, he's an amazing person truly. He reminded me of my Gran a whole lot when I met him actually."

"Cool." Hunter followed my example and washed out his blood bag before throwing it into the trash. I was pleased, I knew for a fact that I had been a total slob, but then again I hadn't been drinking out of bags. "Your Gran was she alive when you were changed?"

My hands clenched unconsciously on the countertop and I heard the granite groan in protest before I lightened my grip. "No, she was murdered when I first started dating Bill actually." I cleared my throat and looked around for something to do, but of course there was nothing. I was surprised when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and pull me into a hug, I hadn't been hugged by anyone in twenty years and here I was getting them from everyone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Hunter whispered, and I could feel his remorse for upsetting me through the child maker bond.

"It's ok, it happened a really long time ago. I just sometimes think that if I hadn't ever met Bill that I would have had so many more years with her you know?"

Hunter nodded his head against my back. I broke away from him after a couple more minutes feeling his thoughts turning to something inappropriate, I could be emotionally intimate with him and nothing more and he would thank me for it but I did understand how the two could be confused at the start. I turned and smiled at him.

"So any other questions?"

Hunter grinned, embarrassed possibly. "Yes, so uh why didn't Andre show up when you were upset earlier? Hell I wanted to kill Eric, wouldn't Andre have felt your distress?"

"Yes possibly, if he ever opened his side of the bond." I laughed at the shocked look on Hunters face. "Honestly, I haven't felt Andre in years, not since he had to keep me from trying to leave the palace; he only made me because he thought it would make Sophie-Anne happy. It did so plan accomplished I guess." I shrugged my shoulders; I had long ago gotten over the fact that my maker was a dud.

"So, wait. Do you mean he didn't do the teaching thing like you do?" Awh, Hunter was so cute; he looked shocked that someone wouldn't do that for someone they turned, it made me laugh almost.

"No not at all. I had free rein of my own donor pen, I was allowed to bite and fuck at my own discretion, and trust me that was all the time. A lot of people died because of me simply because Andre didn't care about them. He did spend some time with me, teaching me about politics and where we stood within the Amun Clan but other than that no, he didn't really teach me anything."

"So how did you feed and fuck?" Hunter asked bluntly apparently not getting the memo that I had just not well.

"I did it, by myself. My feedings were messy from what I remember, and by the time I did remember I was about two years old. I have to assume I was in bloodlust for most of my first couple of years." I shrugged trying to push away the memories of waking up surrounded by body parts, or on top of a dead man. "I learned, slowly how to control myself. It's why I was so upset earlier, I've worked really hard on controlling my feedings and I want to be able to help you through yours so you don't have to go through what I did."

"So he didn't help you at all?" I shook my head, "What a fucking asshole!"

Uh-oh. I grabbed onto Hunter just before he made it to the door, opening up my shields I could see that he wanted to hurt Andre and that would do nothing but get him into trouble so I wrapped my arms around his midsection pinning his arms to his chest. Even though it shouldn't it made me feel good that someone cared enough that I had been left to deal with my own problems. No one in the palace had cared at all; in fact they had acted as if it was normal. Well except Sophie-Anne, she had sometimes looked at me with pity, but really it was her child that had done it.

"Hunter, it's ok. Stop." I said pulling him back and shoving him onto the couch. "I've gotten over the fact that my maker couldn't care less about me."

"But it's not right, why did they take you if you they weren't even going to show you how to be a good vampire?" He yelled.

I sighed and sat down beside him. I had my end of the bond blocked so that he wouldn't be able to tell how much it actually did upset me. "I have no idea; it's one of the things I've always wondered." I shrugged again. "I'll probably never know, Sophie-Anne does not easily give away her secrets."

"I saw you two together you know." I raised an eyebrow, confused at his sudden change of topic, from his emotions he seemed almost solemn, "You and Eric. I read him, I told you it's like a compulsion, I need to." I nodded and he stared down at his hands before he grabbed mine. "It was different though, it seemed like it was something that happened in the past, not the future. He was in a pink jumpsuit, and you were making out like teenagers on the hood of a corvette."

If I could have I would have blushed crimson as it was I looked away and snatched my hand back. He had seen a past memory, a very good one in fact. "Yes, that did happen, we were dealing with a maenad that had invaded Bon Tomps in fact."

"Oh I'm sure his sword could have handled that." He said smirking. I turned and hissed at him jokingly.

"Oh shut up Mr. Big Staff." I sniped back laughing when he covered his face with a pillow after falling backwards. "I'm pretty sure the whole floor knows the nickname for your dick by now in fact."

"Oh shut up." It was muffled though so I pretended not to hear. "What was that Mr. Big Staff? Where you going to keep teasing me about making out on the hood of a car?"
He shoved at me with his foot and I laughed before bouncing up from the couch and ripping the pillow from his head. "Ohhhhhhh plllllllleeasssee morrrrreeeee."

"Oh my god I cannot believe you just did that!" Hunter exclaimed sitting up on the couch then leaping after me as I laughed and whirled away from him.

"Ok, ok enough." I was still laughing though as I came to a stop beside the counter once again. "Have you ever seen a past experience before or is that new?"

He stopped on the other side of the counter looked like he was thinking about it. "No, I don't think so, but I'd never really known the people I had visions about you know?"

I nodded my head and frowned. I really was in over my head with this whole vision thing; my extra abilities had developed early on though, just like his. I didn't want to bring this up with Sophie-Anne or Andre though, who knows how they would react. The only other old vampires I knew though were Eric, Pam and possibly Eric's maker Godric.

"I'll look into some things; don't mention that to anyone OK?"

He nodded and I sighed as a knock at the door came, he glanced over eagerly and I just shook my head. I couldn't remember being that eager for anything really. I resigned myself to instructing him on how to feed properly once again and directing him on how to have sex. It was going to be a long ass night.

The next couple of days passed in a blur of feeding and fucking. I could barely keep enough donors coming through the doors. In a way it was very much like looking after a child as Hunters mood shifted so quickly from sad to happy to angry to hurt. He insisted on sleeping with me and I gave in, because really we would be dead for the day. He died before me so I knew he only really liked the fact that I was next to him, and I was fine with it. I even managed to make it to the fashion show picking up several items for myself and Hunter, apparently the designer was all the rage as she was some distant relation to Alexander McQueen, either way her clothes were fabulous.

I had spent a relaxing hour at the spa with Pam before I had had to leave and go back to Hunter; I realized even if me and Eric never mended our friendship I would have a life long friend in Pam. Today we were leaving though, and I had never been more excited to get back to the palace. I was grinning as I waited for Hunter to wake up when I saw him stirring I was practically bouncing on my toes.

"GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD." I yelled at him, causing him to sit up and look around the room snarling. I laughed so hard that if I could still pee I would have probably been leaking.

"Thanks for that really."

I shrugged and threw his jeans and shirt at him with a pair of boxers and left the room. He was still uncomfortable changing in front of me and I thought it was cute when he didn't care less that I saw him have sex daily. He was truly precious.

"So, we're leaving to go back to New Orleans tonight right?" Hunter asked as he came out of the bedroom. I nodded my head. "Do I need to pack anything?"

"Nope all done." I pointed at our suitcases; they were lined up beside the door.

"So when we get back, how is that going to work?" I glanced over from taking the blood out of the fridge frowning.

"What do you mean Hunter? It'll be just like here, except at the palace."

He looked down as if suddenly embarrassed. "But do I still get to stay with you? Or will I have to stay somewhere else?"

I could have smacked myself, after hearing the horror stories of my first years Hunter had become protective of me and anything he felt was offensive, he had even tried to convince me to leave him alone with a donor, thinking that having me help him with sex was inappropriate. I had quickly squashed that idea pointing out that my first years were the reason I was so adamant about it. I stuck the blood in the coffee pot and switched it on turning around.

"You will have your own room, but you are more than welcome to rest with me, and of course I'll still be monitoring your feedings." I smiled as I felt a rush of relief pour through the bond, "Don't worry, I'm not going to abandon you Hunt."

I pulled the bags out of the coffee pot and threw them to him. I could wait till we got back to the Big Easy to feed, we were only a couple hours away after all and Hunter wouldn't be able to feed before we left. He tore into them like I knew he would, honestly I was happy that I hadn't ever seen him eat as a human, he probably ate cows whole. I chuckled to myself at the thought and quickly tidied up the countertop, even though I knew there were maids I didn't like being a slob. In the hour I had been waiting for Hunter to rise I had dumped all the flower arrangements in the garbage and packed the entire closet, I had even cleaned the mirror in the bathroom.

There was a knock at the door and I opened it, seeing a bellboy I pointed towards our bags and called out to Hunter. "Come on, time to go."

He quickly gulped the rest of the bags and rinsed them out before throwing them in the trash. He had such polite manners, whoever his father was he must have been a good man. Hunter hadn't brought up his dad so I hadn't either; I figured he'd tell me when he told me. Once we got to the lobby I looked around, I wanted to say bye to Pam before we left and make plans for her to come down to New Orleans, hopefully the Queen would approve these plans as well. I hadn't really spoken to the Queen or Andre since the night I had lost control of Hunter, Sophie-Anne had called to check in on me only once and I hadn't heard from Andre at all. I wasn't surprised really, but it would have been nice if he had cared enough to make sure I was dealing well.

I spotted her and grabbed Hunters hand as I recognized the hungry look on his face as he gazed at all the humans milling around. There was no way we were going to have a repeat of the night he had risen. "Pam!" I called towing Hunter along with me. I could feel his urge to feed and sent calm through the bond, practically pushing it down his throat, he quit tugging against my hand though.

"Sookie." She turned and smile/smirked at me; I rarely if ever saw a smile on her face, unless of course she was laughing at someone. "How lovely to see you. Oh look newborn!" She fake excitedly clapped her hands. I had confided in Pam how scared of being a maker I was and she had really lifted my spirits.

"Pamela, you look beautiful tonight." Hunter said trying to look suave. I burst into laughter beside him making several heads turn to look towards us before I could quiet down. "What?" He asked outraged.

"Nothing, nothing at all." I turned and looked at Pam fighting back my laughter still. "Anyways, I was wondering if you could maybe take a trip down to New Orleans sometime soon."

I really hoped that you couldn't hear just how much I wanted her to visit me. I didn't have any friends, or rather I had 'friends', informants was more like it. I didn't trust anyone in the palace because I knew they all reported back to the Queen at the end of the day, and while I didn't mind Sophie-Anne, I didn't have anyone to confide in at all. Of course the same could be said about Pam reporting back to Eric about everything I told her but I doubted she would do that, or that he would ask. I hadn't seen him since I'd kicked him out of my room that night, and I tried to not feel disappointed by it, but I did. I looked around the lobby again hoping to maybe see him, hoping that maybe he would come over and say goodbye.

"He's upstairs dealing with the pest." Pam said making me turn back to her. I raised my eyebrows pretending not to understand what she was speaking about. "Eric, you know tall blond vampire?"

"Ok, why are you telling me?" I asked innocently.

I don't think she bought it when she scoffed at me. "Anyways, yes I'll look into taking time off at that awful bar to come see you! We can go shopping; fashion these days has really gone down the shitter."

I laughed again, "You still work at Fangtasia?" I couldn't believe it was still open, much less that she was still enthralling the vermin as she had called them.

"Unfournately." Pam's lip curled as she shook her head. "I told Eric we should open up a hotel/casino type place but no, we instead have a campy vampire bar. I fear I will be stuck there for the rest of my life or at least until Eric is done being Sheriff."

I laughed again, although the thought of her leaving after having gotten her back again so soon made a thread of panic go through me. "When do you think you'll be able to come?"

"Hmm, in a month or two perhaps." Pam replied. "I could try to get there sooner of course if I thought you couldn't stand to be without me."

"Oh I don't know I might just meet the sun if you don't come sooner." I replied solemnly.

"Well then, I'll call you when I get a chance to look over the schedule, what's your number beautiful?" Pam purred out, pulling out a phone from her bag.

"504-678-9034."

"Perfect, I'll be in touch; I see the pest so it must mean the master is coming."

I turned and realized 'the pest' as Pam called her was in fact Eric's pet. Cressa, what a stupid name. It was even worse than my own. I suppressed the urge to hiss when she drew even with us and smirked at me. I wouldn't be able to get away with killing her in this crowd and really she wasn't worth the fine I'd probably have to pay.

"Pam, why didn't you tell me Sookie was going to be down here so early? I so would have liked the chance to talk to the woman that tried to steal my man." She simpered, grabbing Pam's hand.

Pam pulled her hand away and looked at it in horror. Maybe she was contemplating cutting it off and regrowing a new one? I fought back the urge to laugh again as she turned her disgusted glare to Cressa. "Do not touch me you worthless blood bag. Eric sent you packing because you are an idiot and he finally realized it when he saw the real deal again. Fuck off." She snarled.

Cressa blanched briefly then turned her sickly smile back to me. Maybe I could kill her, hell everyone around us probably thought she deserved it, I might not get brought in on charges. "I don't see why, she doesn't look very bright." She said.

"Hello, I am right here." I tightened my hold on Hunter; he was practically vibrating beside me. "I didn't try to steal 'your man', and by the way, how white trash of you. Eric is an old acquaintance, it's not my fault that you look like me sweetie, but it seems after seeing me again after all this time he realized an impostor was simply not as sweet as the real thing." I flashed a smile at her and turned to walk away. I wasn't going to test my own, or Hunters emotion control over that stupid blood bag.

I felt her hand touch my arm, and I was just turning when I felt Hunter jerk his hand away from mine. It happened so fast that I didn't have time to stop him but suddenly he was at her throat ripping into it and I could tell from the angle that she had no hope. I moved forward, pulling him away from her, when he let go she dropped to the ground and I saw my own early days flashing before my eyes, Hunter was still snarling, trying to get away from me, I grabbed his face and made him look at me, "Stop now, do not move or say anything I tell you too." It was the strongest maker's command I had used on him yet and he complied instantly.

I knelt beside her body, but I could tell she was going to die even before I tried to put pressure on the wound, thankfully Pam was beside me because all the blood was making me a little woozy, and as I lifted my hands from her neck I couldn't help licking them, she was spicy. I stared at the blood pouring out of her neck even as her eyes went dim, I was slowly bending to lick the blood from her face when I felt a pair of strong hands grab my shoulders and pull me back. I whirled snarling at whoever dared interrupt my feeding when I looked up and it was Eric.

Fuck.

AN: Ok, so I know not a whole lot happened in this chapter, but really some of the things that were said needed to be said so we could move forward without me explaining it every chapters lol. I hope you all loved the ending ;)