I came to a fork in the road on the outskirts of town and took a left. I was heading towards the only other cemetery in Bon Temps. The cemetery where my parents had been buried. It happened four years ago. My parents were killed. They had been on a date at the movie theatre in town. While exiting the theatre two gunmen had approached them and wanted all the money and every one of the credit cards they had. Money meant nothing to my parents, they had plenty of it. So willingly they handed it over and because they didn't have nearly enough the men opened fire on them, killing them almost instantly. Sookie was right about one thing I was a horrible daughter, I turned my back on my parents because I wanted to get out of this town. They would have helped me had I asked. But I, like my mother, was too stubborn to ask for help. I wanted to do it on my own. And now I had no one. I stopped at the cemetery gates and contemplated all of this. Finally I was ready to visit them. I drove down the narrow, winding path that led to the back of the graveyard, where my family's plot was located. We had one of the most elaborate burial plots in the entire town. It was overgrown with weeds and the tall willow tree over shadowed the huge headstones. I pulled as close to the plot as I could and stepped out of the car. I felt a heaviness on my chest. And my breathing was beginning to stagger. With every step I took the weight on my chest got heavier and heavier. I stopped at the gate that surrounded the plot. I used my fingers to dust off the name plate on the front of it. "Monroe." I traced the cursive letters with my fingers and tears started to fall freely from my eyes. I pushed the gate open and walked inside. My family, they're all here, everyone but me. I turned to my right where my baby sister had been buried fifteen years prior. I knelt in front of the little headstone. There was a tiny statue that sat on top, a baby cradled in a basket. She was only five months old when she died of the flu. She was the only other child my parents had. Her name was Mandy. I always called her Mandy Candy. When she died my parents had her nickname inscribed on her tombstone. I used the sides of my thumbs to wipe away the tears the clouded my vision. My breathing turned into a heaving sound. I stood just as wobbly as I had been last night. I stumbled a little further to the right and there they were. My parents. The loving people who cared for me and provided for me. I dropped between the two towering headstones and placed a hand on each one of them and began wailing. After about five minutes I sat up and tried to catch my breath. I heard a rustling in the woods to the front of me. I became more alert and tried to listen for anything else. I heard the leaves move yet again. And there was Sam in his collie form coming out of the woods. He morphed back into his human form, clothes in all. He had learned to transform with his clothes. He walked slowly up to the backside of the burial plot.

Panting, I asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I heard what happened between you and Sookie."

I held my hand up "Sam, please don't. She chose her side when she found out what was going on between Eric and I. She's just a hateful person and she chose to sever her friendship with me."

"Elle, she cares for you, just as I do. We don't want you to do anything that's going to put you in danger." He retorted referring to the choice that had been laid out before me. "Plus she told me about you controlling the weather?" He looked puzzled.

"Yes." I kept my answer short as not to blow up too soon.

"How?"

"It's like you being a shifter. You've learned to shift with your clothes recently, right?" I paused and he nodded. "Well I've learned about so many parts of my gift over the past couple years. Thanks to Godric, one of the vampires that you see as filthy, disgusting and vile." I stood and started walking back towards the gate.

"Giselle!" He called walking briskly to catch up to me. "Don't turn your back on the only people who, other than your parents, may they rest in peace, have cared for you."

"Sam, don't!" I snapped walking back to my car.

"I'm not gonna let you walk out of my life again. Not like this!" He said grasping ahold of my arm.

"Samuel Merlotte. I suggest you let my arm go. I don't want to hurt you." I jerked my arm out of his firm grip.

"You've changed! You aren't that girl that we all fell in love with anymore."

I turned quickly holding my arms out and dropped my head. The wind began blowing hard and rain drops the size of golf balls started to fall from the sky. I looked up at Sam who was giving me a most concerned look.

"Sam I said don't. Heed my warning." My arms fell to my side the wind and rain stopped. I turned and got in my car and drove off, leaving Sam standing in the graveyard staring at me.

Pulling out of the cemetery I headed towards Eric's. It was around Noon, I still had a decision to make and my so called friends were making it easier for me. I pulled off to the side of the road about twenty minutes from Eric's house. I let the seat back and laid there staring up at the ceiling of my car. I drifted off into a much needed nap. While my eyes were closed my mind ran in every direction with every decision I could make. If I chose Eric things would be okay, things would be as they were supposed to be. But then again what would happen to my gift? Would it or could it help or hurt me if I became vampire. If I didn't my life was to be a black hole. Nowhere to go, no one to call family or friends. I did have feelings for Eric there was no question about that. My eyes flew open to a knocking on my window. It was dark and knocking on my window was Bill Compton. I opened my door and stepped out of the car.

"Hello William."

"Giselle." He said leaning against my car.

"Let me guess, Sookie told you what happened earlier today?" I guessed folding my arms.

He smirked. "Yeah she also told me that you are Eric's soulmate?"

Please let this be true because then I don't have to worry about Eric trying to steal Sookie from me.

"Yes. And trust me Eric only wanted her for her gift."

He looked pleased and yet pissed at the same time. "How certain can you be that he doesn't want the same from you?"

I laughed. One word escaped my lips. "Godric."

"Oh. Godric even told you this?"

"Yes. And clearly he has no reason or want to put me in danger. He's pretty much raised me for the past six years of my life.

"I trust if Godric says it, it must be true. After all he is two thousand years old." He paused. "I see what they both see in you though. There is something totally different about you."

He leaned in and tried to kiss me. Before his lips could touch mine, as I was backing up and away from him, he was knocked to the ground. Unclenching my eyes I saw that it was Eric who had knocked him to the ground. He wrapped his arms around me to check if I was okay. Then he moved his sights to Bill, who laid on the ground some feet away from us.

"You shouldn't have come here Bill." Eric's voice echoed with a bit of distain.

"I only came to make sure she was properly informed of who she might pledge herself to." Bill said moving to his feet quickly.

Eric stood mere inches from his face, "Learn your place and leave before I kill you."

Bill didn't budge. Eric drew back and with the force of a mac truck clocked Bill in his jaw. I heard an awful cracking sound. I stood there virtually emotionless as Bill spit a mouthful of blood on the ground beside him.

"You abuse the position that you hold!"

Eric grinned. "There's nothing you can do about it. So leave now or pack your shit and vacate my area before dawn."

Eric backed up to me and placed his arms around me. In his arms I felt safe. Bill didn't respond. In place of waving a white flag Bill retreated to the woods and headed back for town. He knew that if he didn't follow Eric's orders he'd be banished from this area and there'd be no way for him to see Sookie ever again.

"Come darling. Let's get out of here." Eric said placing his hand on the small of my back and leading me to the passenger side of my car.

"God. I want em to stop. They just won't be happy unless I'm not." I said as he buckled me into the seat.

"It doesn't matter what they want it's about you, your wants, your needs." He grinned as he climbed into the car. We drove at a slower speed than usual.

This was it. Do I stay or not? Once we got to his house I'd have to make my decision.