Why hello again readers,
Back to education for me, but that won't stop the updates. It feels like my weeks are a lot longer than they actually are and I stare at the date thinking 'I didn't update that very long ago!'.

So this chapter, I will admit, isn't the most... funny and entertaining of chapters, but it still has it's moments and your feedback will be greatly appreciated!
Enjoy...

Chapter Six:

I was sat leaning against the front of my car when Darren finally pulled in and parked next to me. I had parked round the back this time; it was still out of the way of the customers so I wasn't bothered. I grinned as he got out and slung my bag over my shoulder. He shook his head as he walked me to the back entrance. He had started using this after his first night here, said it was quicker to get set up or something along those lines. It also meant I didn't need to hand over my I.D anymore. I did get a new one done and it was a proper one, not a fake one this time. I did achieve getting it by using fake documents, but the guy at the office couldn't tell bless his little cotton socks. I won't deny using some of my abilities mind you, but it won't get him in trouble. Darren assured me of that.

As Darren opened the back door for me, I caught a glimpse of the red corvette drive in. Even though I know nothing about cars, that car definitely purred like a happy kitty. I love pretty cars…

I walked in and followed him to the bar. I sat on the seat, my bag on the seat next to me. Darren never took long to set up, vampire speed helped a lot.

"Whaddya want?" He asked, crossing his arms and sounding like one of my old co-workers back in England.

I grinned, "Okay, get a shaker and fill it with ice," I started and he rolled his eyes following my order, "Now add a shot to two shots of Bailey's, Peach Schnapps and Vodka then shake that mother up with some flair." I winked and he started to shake it slowly with a smirk on his face. He knew I loved this part of the mixing of cocktails, especially when in clubs. He also knew it would make me cringe if he shook it poorly. I glared at him whereas he smiled innocently back.

"What? I'm shaking it."

If I didn't know him like I did, I would believe he was really this crap. I held my hand out, "Let me show you how it's done cupcake."

He threw it with his wrist at a certain angle so it spun in the air before I caught it. I shook my head laughing and listened to the song that was being played. It wasn't that bad, fast enough for a good beat to shake my drink and hips and have a good time. I didn't really listen to the song as I swung my hips to the beat and performed a trick of throwing the mixer in the air, spinning round and catching it again, my eyes never leaving it. I also tricked it, by throwing and twisting it round my arms a few times. I grinned before throwing it back in the same manner as him, I jumped onto the bar stool on my knees, leaning over, resting my elbows, on the bar.

"Now strain it in a glass with some ice." I laughed when he rolled his eyes and did so with a grin on his features, "You know I rule at drinks." I winked as he handed me my drink and I took a sip, moaning as I savoured the sweetness.

"Well?" he asked as he humanly placed the spirits he used for my drink away. I had a huge grin on my face as I raised the glass to my lips.

"I do love a Screaming Orgasm," I moaned as I moved pressed the glass to my lips, with a cheeky grin in Darren's direction.

"I bet you do." I had frozen just as I was about to take a sip. I had to be smooth with my comeback to this. Real smooth. I placed by drink down and manoeuvred the stool to spin round so I could face the Sheriff with a simple smile on my face.

"It's my night's specialty," I winked before grinning and spinning back round to my drink. Darren was drying the clean mixer already. Stupid Vampire speed.

"Not planning on blending in again tonight I see," Eric was now stood near me, arms crossed. He was wearing a black tank top that really showed off his broad shoulders and…muscles… Concentrate Hayley…

I shrugged before sitting on the backs of my legs and sliding them off the seat to leave me sat normally. My dress was slightly askew now, but that's easily fixed when I get up and go to my booth (or at least the booth I am planning to commandeer and call my own). I took another sip and enjoyed the sugary flavour, biting my bottom lip as I swallowed.

"I'm planning on heading out after a couple of hours here, give or take on my boredom." I grinned and looked at the clock between the large varieties of liqueurs. They will be opening soon.

"Well you might not leave tonight," he was giving me quite an animalistic smirk/grin and I shivered involuntary. I spun round to ask him what he meant only to find he had disappeared. I slowly turned to look at a tense Darren with my own worried face. I gulped silently and took a long shuddery breath.

"If bad, plan B," I whispered before jumping off the stall, grabbing my bag and going over to my empty booth. Screw the planning. It's fudging mine now.

Plan B was never a plan to be taken lightly. Not for Darren anyway. You remember when I explained about the eldest vampire I killed by fluke? Plan B was made when I spoke about it to Darren. It basically means exposing myself. I won't harm any of the vampires (that would just put me in more danger and now they are 'out of the coffin' it'll make them look like the victims).

What I do is…basically teleport myself out of here. The only problem is it leaves my scent behind and a lot of it (I haven't got any control over teleporting apart from actually getting to where I want to be). It will be like… Let's say I get a paper cut on my finger. A vampire sitting across the table will get such a strong whiff of it that they can basically taste my blood on the tip of their tongue. That's how potent my scent will be when I escape. The reason Darren needs to be warned about plan B is because he will need to 'get the heck out of there' straight away. He also knows where I will teleport to. We plan this before moving to an area.

I can't teleport to mum or anywhere that will put a risk on my race because they have discovered a way to disguise their scent. When I was growing up with mum, my scent was disguised. Now that I am not, my scent… well it isn't disguised. I don't know how to do it and because I am human as well, I don't really have to worry about it. I can just use the excuse of a human with super sweet blood; sometimes virginal… Not like I can get away with that excuse to Eric anymore… So it'll be hilarious if he thinks I'm still a virgin after all this time. Seriously, living twenty years with a vampire and not having sex? What am I: A freaking nun? (Halloween costume idea: check!)

Darren placed a top up of my drink in front of me and I snapped my head up to face him. The club was filling up already. I gave him a nervous smile and he only nodded to me in order to try and calm me. Naturally, we didn't like how tonight might end. We've never had to experience this before so we were nervous. I supposed the fact that we are new here and know nothing about the people around us doesn't help; unless Darren knows things I don't, which is likely.

I pushed the drink away and hid my head in my arms. I concentrated on breathing through my mouth. The scent of rust and blood was a lot more potent compared to when I was last here; I could even define the different type of sweat (sex, excitement and fear).

I felt someone had slipped into the booth next to me, but I remained where I was. I didn't want to move. I was nervous, scared, worried and… well darn it I wish I never came out tonight! Huh… I seem to have a lot of regrets recently. That's not good at all.

I sighed before sitting straight and sorting my hair out. I turned to see it was Eric sitting there. He just smirked seeing my face. It was probably pale… scared and… I don't know. He was just smirking.

"Not drinking tonight then?" he motioned to my drink and I shook my head.

"I'm taking a wild guess that I'll need my head to be straight tonight," I spun round to face him fully and leaned in the corner, making some permanent distance. If he wanted to shuffle closer to me, my legs will prevent that.

His tall frame leaned back comfortably as he slouched in the booth.

"Indeed, it'll be easier to find out more then," I felt my face betray me with the evident confusion.

"What are you planning?" I asked and he just grinned.

"I have someone stopping by this evening to meet you. To be fair, I worked hard to get her vampire to agree, but it'll be a lot more easier to get the answers I need without you giving me incomplete answers," my head tilted to the side before it hit. A telepath.

"You're getting someone to come and read my mind?" I spoke each word carefully, trying very hard to not slap at him. This guy would do quite a bit to get his way it seemed. His eyes lit up animatedly as he nodded, "Well there goes any privacy I would hope to have in my stay here," I crossed my arms ignoring his chuckle.

"I'm sure you'll get on with her. She shares the same dislike for me as you do," I licked my lips as I was about to retort when I stopped. She shares a dislike for him? Sookie? It has to be. Female. Telepath. How many Female Telepaths are there around here?

Okay, I must have looked very stupid because for those few seconds, my mouth was like a fish as I kept trying to speak. I forced my mouth closed and gulped down my drink in one, the sickly sweet drink sticking to the back of my throat. Not a nice feeling, I'm telling you that.

I spun round and looked up at him firmly, one leg positioned on the seat with my ankle resting on my knee. I noticed his eyes light up at this also and did my best to ignore it.

"How many Telepaths do you know exactly?" I rested my elbow on the table to support my slouched body.

"Telepaths are rare to come across…" he started before I looked away and mentally turned him off. It had to be Sookie really. She was a telepath, she had a certain dislike for the sheriff and so did her boyfriend. Vampire Bill (Or Bill Compton, the lunch time regulars call him Vampire Bill. They were getting used to him as he had recently returned to Bon Temp to mainstream. It was also around the time mysterious murders had begun. Turned out it was some guy called Drew Marshall?).

Eric must have realized I was going off into my own mind because he was now quiet. I relished in this fact as I continued to think. My thought process had really gone off topic there. Poo.

"When will your telepath arrive?" I leaned back against the wall and rested my head in my hand.

"Soon I would hope," he pulled his phone out and I think he was sending a text before turning to me, "Excuse me for a moment," and then he vanished after smirking at me once more in an excited manner. Weird.

It wasn't long before Darren was there with a glass of water. I smiled gratefully and gulped it down, feeling very thirsty all of a sudden… it could have been from the two sickly sweet cocktails I just gulped down… I wanted to tell him that Eric was bringing Sookie, but he didn't know I knew Sookie, or know I was working with her during the day… Now I regret not telling him that I was working at Merlottes.

"Water from now on?" he asked and I nodded before leaning back and closing my eyes again. I wonder what I could get away with when Sookie got here. I knew she could trust me somewhat because of the fact I worked with her now and she was also a lovely person in the first place, but still.

I heard a glass be placed in front of me and opened my eyes to see it there, but no Darren. I spun and sat properly as I took a sip.

"My Master wants you to go to his office."

I turned to the source of the voice to see it was the smirking blonde who usually took the I.D. My head tilted slightly.

"What's your name?" I asked, I noticed that she was tall, blonde and shared the same smirk. Could she be a lover or a child I wonder?

"Pam," she replied in a bored tone. I nodded, grabbing my bag and allowed her to lead me to his office. She knocked on the door once, opened it and gave me a look as if to say 'go in'. She could have at least told me. I don't like those silent pointed looks. So rude.

I rolled my eyes as I walked in and almost dropped my bag when I saw Sookie straight away sitting next to a dark haired vampire. That must be Vampire Bill. Recognition and worry flashed through Sookie's eyes and I begged her mentally to not do a thing and to not show that she knew who I was. Her head just looked towards Eric in anger.

"What has she got to do with this? She's a child!" I heard her half shout to the Sheriff. I wanted to hug her so much, she was a good friend and I knew her less than a week. God Bless you Sookie Stackhouse!

"It would appear so yes, but she is a hybrid supernatural being and I need you to confirm a few questions for me."

I was standing by the door, Pam still behind me, with my arms crossed. "Tell the whole mother trucking world why don't you," I sighed and bobbed slightly on the spot. Eric just gave me a pointed look.

"Hayley, please take a seat," he pointed to the sofa and I nodded doing as he asked, frown on my face. I dumped my bag on the floor by my feet and rested my hands in my lap, refraining from fiddling with the hem of my skirt.

Sookie came and took a seat next to me. We both faced each other.

"Hi, Hayley?" I nodded, not smiling as she was trying to act like this was the first time she saw me, and she was quite believable to me, "Hi, I'm Sookie, can I just take your hand? It'll make things a whole lot easier and faster for the both of us," she smiled encouragingly and I just nodded, giving her my hand.

'Thank God it's you Sook! I'm actually scared I might have to resort to plan B and I don't want to. I really am enjoying it here… minus Eric!' I kept physically calm as I exploded onto her mentally. I noticed a small wince on her features and Bill was there a hand on her shoulder, glaring at me. 'Sorry! I can't help it! Eric knows what I am and yet he still said I might not leave tonight! And… Well he isn't exactly the kind of guy to beat around the bush now is he?'

"I need you to calm down Hayley," Sookie replied calmly, giving me a reassuring smile, "Nothing will happen to you. I promise."

I smirked; it was all I could do to stop laughing… Of course something will happen to me. This is me. An idiot who can't keep her mouth shut and then there's him… Yeah… I don't know him well enough other than the fact that he's… annoying.

"Find out what her purpose is here," I heard Eric say from behind.

"Travelling; they can't stay in one town for too long because people notice that Hayley doesn't age…" Sookie's brows furrowed.

'Oh man, this is kinda annoying. If you furrow your brows, it means no, if you bite your lips, it means yes okay?' She bit her lip, giving me a confused look, 'I guess this is the best way for us to communicate without seeming too obvious. Is that Bill giving me the death glare next to you?' she smirked, but bit her lip trying to look confused, 'Minus the death glare, he's cute!'

"Is she half Angel?"

I snapped my head up with a disbelieving look. Did he seriously just ask that question?

"If you already know the answer: why ask it?" Sookie turned to glare at him.

He just shrugged. "I found it out way too easily. She didn't hide it very well," he shrugged it off, openly lying about it. I was now fuming.

"You would've tried to kill me just to fucking find out," I shrieked before ripping my hands away from Sookie and covering my mouth in shock. I swore! I physically swore verbally! "You made me swear!" my voice went up in decibels then, "You actually made me swear! I never swear!"

He was just smirking at me whereas Sookie looked appalled at my language. Bill was still giving me a death glare, but he had the decency to look confused by the whole thing. I let Sookie take my hand again and I took a deep breath.

"Why can't you swear?" Sookie asked me and I shrugged, I didn't even swear with Lafayette earlier today, I think that must have been why I suggested something else… I never really thought about it.

"I guess it is part of who I am. I can mean the same thing if I say it… with different words. Like… Fudge," I shrugged again and Sookie nodded in understanding. She must do the same thing then.

"How old is she?" All that went through my head in that moment was 'Twenty Two'. Sookie winced and pulled her hand away from mine giving me a disappointed look, she knew that was a blatant lie. I winced and looked away guiltily.

'I'm sorry Sookie, I don't want people to know… not really,' I knew she could hear me because she bit her lip the same way before and gave me a reassuring look.

"All I was getting was Twenty Two," she didn't take her eyes away from me as she took my hands again. My eyes flickered over to Eric to see his face was set. Obviously not the answer he wanted. Did he know my age or something?

"How old are you physically?" He then asked and I rolled my eyes.

"Eighteen," I responded and Sookie nodded, confirming the truth, still not looking too happy about everything.

"How long have you been travelling with Mr. Shields?" Sookie gave me the 'be honest' look and I sighed.

"A while," I looked at our hands trying to think of something different, I could feel Sookie's disappointed gaze along with the glares from both vampires.

"How long is a while Hayley?" Sookie's calm voice asked and I pulled my hands away from her and wrapped them around my waist. This was stupid… I didn't want them to know my age. I would look more childish than I was already… Not to mention, by vampires knowing my age they will know how potent my blood actually is… (Not very)

"Twenty years," I whispered and looked up to Sookie her eyes lighting up in surprise. "I am stuck looking eighteen for the rest of my life, I have been travelling with Darren for twenty years and the most we can stay at each place has been around three to five years before people start noticing I haven't actually changed much. There's only so much make-up and a change of style can do for you," I shrugged and looked away again. The floor was looking bizarrely interesting…

I told them enough to try and figure out my age, for all they know I could have been travelling on my own for a longer time before meeting Darren…

"Why are you reluctant to say anything?" it was Bill this time who asked.

"You must be young…" his lips pursed at this, "Okay then, there are certain races on this planet that vampires deliberately hunt and drain because they have different effects on them. Much like drugs on a human. You have Fae's, nymph's, Angel's etcetera etcetera," he didn't seem to appreciate my explanation, but I continued. "Anyway, because I have Angel…essence in me, it makes me seem a lot more appealing to Vampires compared to normal humans, this is because I smell and look better," Sookie gave me a curious look, which I responded with a smile, "I basically have the best of both worlds. This one and… I guess you can say 'heaven'."

"Have you ever been to Heaven?" Sookie asked and I shook my head.

"I don't want to go. I fear I may never leave, whether I am allowed to or not."

"I don't understand, why would you deny being able to go to peace?"

"I'm not ready, I'm afraid," I shrugged, my explanation to Bill turned into a conversation with Sookie. Weird, yet nice (Bill seemed like he had been slapped with a rotten fish anyway), "Being what I am means I can feel a wide range of emotions, have free will, and see the negative side to life as an Angel or as a spirit that has gone to Heaven. Angels don't really have the ability to feel pain up there; they only feel Serene, Happy, Content and Love. When I used to visit my father, he was always so happy and content and for a while I felt the same, I never wanted to leave. My mother always made me leave saying it was so I can grow up." I took Sookie's hand and showed her what my mother looks like.

"She's beautiful," she gasped and I sighed with a nod.

"And she has always looked like that. She died over three hundred years ago. She never told me why," I took my hand back, "Depending on the person, you can look the exact way you did when you died, or you revert to the prime of your life." I rolled my eyes at this, "And the best health and appearance of my lifetime was apparently at the age of eighteen."

"So if Gran were to go there…" Sookie whispered and I tilted my head.

"She would look the way she was when she was happiest." I saw the smile on her face, but it soon went.

"Why don't you like it there?"

"I don't want to lose myself. Now see, Angels have a range of powers and I guess some form of empathy is one of them. If one Angel were to feel Serene, then whoever is near will feel the same and then an Angel near them would feel Serene and so starts the chain reaction," She nodded, understanding after having felt the effects from me earlier today, "There's this area outside of Heaven that I go to when visiting my Father called 'The Realm'. It's like a Limbo, but spirits may sometimes visit there to check on their loved ones," I paused and shook my head, "I don't know how to explain this all to you Sookie, it's so complicated and weird. For Angels and Spirits, there's a whole new world for us. It's basically a Utopia! And I can still go there along with my mother, but I have chosen not to and after my mother discovered life here, she chose to stay here too and thus me being born."

"Your mother lives here?" Sookie asked and I nodded, I could tell she understood most of it by the way she was nodding and looking less confused, "And she prefers it to… Utopia?"

Okay, maybe that bit she didn't understand. I took a deep breath and leaned back finally noticing Eric and Bill. I blinked and bit my lip. The blonde in front of me seemed to finally remember her place.

"Oh Gosh! I'm sorry, we went off track there!" she blushed in embarrassment and I smiled and nodded.

"You're not the only one Sookie," I smiled brightly and leaned forward to hug her, "Thank you." I whispered. I don't know why I wanted to thank her, maybe because I was able to open up a bit more than usual or because the way Eric was staring at me as if I had grown another head… In his… emotionless way that he has…

"I don't know why you're thanking me; I should be thanking you for explaining your life to me. I would definitely love to learn more about you. Maybe breakfast before work?" I thought and nodded, I had the Saturday lunch time shift tomorrow.

"It might take longer than breakfast, but sure," I grinned and laughed when she seemed excited about it. She told me gave me directions to where she lived from Merlottes and then her number in case I got lost. We giggled together when I explained that I most likely would.

I felt like I was acting my age at the moment and she was acting… younger than her age. It was weird. I didn't like acting old. I didn't like the sound of old at all, but I've already shown my reluctance to my age a bit much. I grinned and jumped up.

"Well, can I go?" I looked to the Sheriff who was still in his thought. He didn't do anything but walk to his desk. "It's a Friday night… and the clubs are a bit more crowded…" I tried hinting but he held a hand up and I felt my lips purse as I turned to see Sookie being walked out by a stiff Bill. Well that wasn't fair…

"You have already met Sookie," he stated and I shrugged and nodded.

"It's kinda hard to not meet people when you live just outside of Bon Temps and the nicest place to eat is Merlotte's, where she works." I sat on the edge of the chair in front of his desk with my hands in my lap.

"Indeed," he was still lost in his thoughts; I was getting far too curious about what went on in his head.

"So… Am I allowed to leave now?" I asked and he shook his head. I pouted and sighed.

"Books say that the older the angel, the more powerful his or her blood is," he stated and held a hand up as I was about to retort, "Yet, your blood doesn't smell much like an Angel's, and not just because you're a hybrid."

"What are you getting at? I'm a Hybrid so yeah, that taints and weakens the blood. It unfortunately means I can be… fed off of a lot more frequently that a normal Angel because, I have a beating heart," he nodded.

"Your blood doesn't smell as pure as previous Angels that I have encounter, yet it smells as sweet as a virgin." he was giving me a pointed look and I smirked. Pure. Right! He actually did consider me a virgin.

"Because, here's a secret," I leaned in and placed a hand on the side of my mouth, "I'm not 'pure' and most certainly not a virgin." I whispered, air quoting 'pure' and leaned back with a chuckled.

"You're not a virgin?" he looked confused. I returned his confused look before shaking my head.

"Haven't been since I turned nineteen," I smiled and shrugged, "Why? I smell like a virgin?" he just nodded and I laughed out loud like I knew I would. Oh dear.

I lost my virginity Twenty One years ago and yet according to this thousand year old vampire, I smelt like a virgin. He growled and sat up slamming his hands on the table, making dents in the wood. I stopped laughing immediately.

"I will not be mocked!" He yelled and I bit the inside of my cheek. I just pissed this guy off. Talk about short temper. I felt very tempted to just turn around and say 'Okaaay mister grumpy pants' in a slightly condescending manner, but I would probably end up dead… Probably.

"I'm sorry, it's just I'm not used to being told I smell like a virgin. You're the first person," I sat in silence with him for a few minutes before I was feeling jittery. This guy likes silence apparently. I couldn't even get into the music that was being played into the club. It was cliché and… silly. That and I prefer my dance music really…

There was a knock at the door and I turned to see Pam enter. She spoke in another language and the most I got out of it was 'Pamela' 'Master' and I think I heard my name… Not sure. I just bobbed in my seat for a second trying to distract myself from the conversation I was obviously not invited to before Eric growled and Pam just rolled her eyes and left. Some defiance there... I'm guessing she's his child and he's very lenient with her. I could be wrong though.

"What Lan-"

"Swedish," he cut me off with a smirk and I nodded, "do you know any other languages?" Why in the world does he want to know?

"Nope, I know very little French from my school years. I went to school during the day for a year or two when I travelled with Darren," I threw that out there for the heck of it. S'not like I'm gonna get many more secrets from him apparently. Nosey… Poopyhead! Something he doesn't know is that I learned some French in my schooling years when I was a child. If I told him that though, he would be closer to figuring out my age.

I turned and saw my bag by the sofa and turned to Eric.

"So, am I going to be allowed to go? Or do I have to stay here and then end up going home, because you've kinda killed my mood for dancing now," I pouted and he laughed.

"If you will come back tomorrow evening, you can go," he smirked.

"What are you? My dad? I have Darren for that," I frowned making him chuckle. Sighing I rolled my eyes, and went and got comfortable on the sofa, "Tell me when I can leave then." I pulled out my Buffy book and began reading that. He chuckled and got started on some paperwork. Paperwork of all things!

Douche.

Okay, so I know it wasn't the most entertaining chapter and believe me, both my beta and myself tried without re-writing it (because we're both too stubborn) but it is needed because it really does get into Hayley's head when discussing The Realm and her father and even that little bit of her mother. Unfortunately, I can't really give away much about her family here because that's spoilers :)

So what did you think? Do you agree with her opinion of Bill?

See you soon xx

Next Time...

"Would you buy one?" He suddenly asked and I felt my head tilt to the side in confusion, "A calendar." I felt a smirk tug on my lips and I refrained from biting the corner. Don't want the wrong ideas happening now do I?

"Depends… What month will you be?" I asked mischievous smile on my face and he grinned.

"January."

"Mr. January… huh…" I looked away in mock thought, and I couldn't stop myself from biting the corner of my bottom lip and slowly releasing it from my teeth before I shrugged, "I'll take a look through it first before I decide." I was grinning at the way he laughed and then it fell into silence again...