A/N: I have decided to continue this piece as a serious of one-shots. I am trying this as an exercise to help grow my writing abilities. These will most likely not be beta'd since I am using them as a developmental tool. Some will be sweet, some will be lemony, and I might even try my hand at some angst. All will be AH and Sookie and Eric together in the end.

While I wish I did, I do not own these characters. They belong to the brilliant Charlaine Harris.

Reviews and constructive criticism are always appreciated. Now on with the story!

I glance at my word of the day calendar on my bed side table. It says "insomnia, prolonged and usually abnormal inability to obtain adequate sleep." Well isn't that fitting? Here is it 2am and I am wide awake. I look over at my husband Eric and smile. I don't want to wake him up so I get out of bed and make myself a warm glass of milk. My Gran used to make me glass whenever I couldn't sleep. Today, tonight...whatever it is, it's one of those times that I miss her most.

Dressed in my robe and fuzzy slippers I look at the picture of Gran on the mantle. A small tear slides down my cheek as I lightly finger my favorite picture of her and me. I wasn't very old in the picture, maybe 11 or 12. It was a hot, muggy summer day here in Bon Temps. Tara and I had just run all the way home trying to beat my older brother there. Jason had just beaten us home and was grinning from ear to ear. The three of us entered in the kitchen to find Gran making some lemonade.

Flashback------------

"So Gran," Jason began, "did Sookie tell you about her boyfriend?"

"Jason! He is NOT my boyfriend." I yelled.

"Now you two calm down. You know it's not polite to yell in the house." said Gran. "Who is the boy Jason is going on about?"

"He's...he's..." I couldn't seem to form the words.

"Sam Merlotte." Tara said quickly.

"He's in MY class Gran. Sam is too old to be kissing my little sister." Jason said.

I blush at this "Gran! Make him stop." I squeaked.

"Now Jason, you don't go accusing your sister of such things without facts. How do you know she was kissing this boy?" Gran questioned.

"I saw her that's how. They were in the old cemetery kissing. Saw it with my own two eyes I did." Jason stated.

I groaned out loud and waiting for Gran to say something. "Well, Sookie, what do you have to say for yourself?"

"Gran, Tara, Sam, Jason and I, were playing hide-n-seek in the cemetery. Sam was it and when he tagged me he kissed me. I didn't do it on purpose I swear!" I exclaimed and sat down in the kitchen chair.

"He's my friend. She can't go around kissing my friends! I won't have any friends left by time she's through." Jason whined.

"Jason, you need to apologize to your sister. She did nothing wrong. Sam must have a crush on her. And who wouldn't she is a beautiful young lady." Gran ordered as she saw tears come to my eyes.

"Oh now Sookie, that is nothing to get upset over. You are a special young lady and the boys are starting to notice."

Gran wrapped me in a hug and told Tara and I to go get cleaned up for lunch. After lunch Tara and I took out my old film camera and started taking random pictures. We took pictures of the flowers, birds, and each other. After a while of goofing around we sat down on the porch steps. Gran came outside and sat on the porch swing. She looked tired. After a long day of cooking and cleaning for two kids who wouldn't be? I got up and sat down beside her. I rested my head on her shoulder and sighed.

"Gran, why is Jason always SO meaning to me?" I asked.

"Oh Sookie, he isn't mean on purpose. He's just trying to figure out who he is." She said. "I know it's been rough on both of you since your parents passed, but he is struggling hard right now. With no good male role model he just doesn't know what to do with himself. I don't know what I will do with that boy."

Tara giggled and I look over and see her blush. She has had a crush on Jason since he saved her from some kids trying to beat her up. She is like a sister to me and practically lives with us.

"But Gran, that doesn't explain why he is always so mean me." I whimpered.

"Well dear, he loves you. He is trying to protect you from the world. He doesn't always have the best methods, but his heart is in the right place. Just remember that and everything will work out fine." She stated.

I lay my head back down on her shoulder and watch a butterfly flutter around the flowers. I must have drifted off to sleep, because the next thing I know its dark and I am lying under a blanket alone on the porch swing. I don't see or hear Tara so she must have gone home. I gather up the blanket and my camera and head inside.

End Flashback------------

It wasn't until years later that I finally had that film developed. I was pleasantly surprised to see all the pictures Tara and I had taken that day. There was one that brought a tear to my eye. It was a picture of Gran and me on that porch swing. My head was resting on her shoulder and she had a twinkle in her eyes.

I still miss my Gran every day. She passed away a few years back and all I have now are memories.

I rinse out my cup and put it in the dish washer. Careful to not wake Eric, I climb back into bed. He rolls over and snuggles me into his arms.

"Missed you" he murmurs and drifts back to sleep.

As I drift to sleep I think about just how lucky I am to have had such wonderful and loving people in my life.

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