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Chapter 6- Sookie's POV

I awoke to the sound of my doorbell ringing. Glancing over to the alarm clock, I noticed it was far too early for me to be awake 7:30. I grabbed my robe and darted to the door.

"Good Morning Miss Stackhouse, my name is Bobby Burnham. I am Mr. Northman's day man. He asked me to come by and bring you this letter and to tell you that a repairman will be by at 9:00 to start the repairs to your home."

Why would the Master have anything to do with this white trash floozy in this backwater town is beyond me, I mean she is really nothing special."

"Thank you Mr. Burnham, would you like to come in for a cup of coffee or perhaps some breakfast?" Even knowing what this guy really thinks about me, my gran did not raise me to be rude. Kill them with kindness was always her advice to me when people would think really horrible things about me. Besides I have learned to have thick skin over the years.

"No thank you Miss Stackhouse, I must be going." I could tell that he was not aware of my mental condition; he was just truly repulsed by me.

Why would Eric have someone come by to fix my house, I mean it wasn't his fault that the psycho bitch decided to trash my living room. He probably wants me to owe him a favor, probably to use me for my telepathy. He never does anything without an ulterior motive.

I sat at my kitchen table drinking my mandatory morning cup of coffee. Curious, I opened the letter that Eric left.

Sookie,

I hope you are well this morning. Please allow the contractors to complete the repairs to your living room. I know that you are probably thinking I have some kind of ulterior motive, but believe me I do not. Come by the club tonight at 11:00, we have some things to discuss.

-E

He knows me too well. My first instinct was definitely to send the repair man away, but I really don't have the money to fix my living room and I seriously doubt Jason would help my do it myself. I guess I am just going to have to suck it up and accept his help and be grateful for the offer.

Having some free time before working the lunch shift, I decided to write Bill a letter telling him everything I wanted to tell him last night but didn't get the chance to. At this point, I really have no desire to speak with him ever again, but I have a lot of things to get off my chest as well as give him back that engagement ring that was left on my counter top.

I went to my bedroom and got out the stationary that gran bought me when I turned 16 and went back to the kitchen and started writing.

Bill,

You understand that we are done. I don't even think we ever really were. You are not to talk to me, come by my house or have anything to do with me again. I rescind your invitation to my home.

By now, I am well aware of your sadistic history with Lorena, your assignment from the queen, and all the other lies you have spouted off to me in the past.

Have a nice life.

-Sookie

I wanted to write a lot more spiteful, hurtful things. If I was honest with myself, I just wanted to inflict some pain back on him in retribution for how he had made me feel. Things that would add silver to his wounds, like the fact that I never really got pleasure out of our lovemaking; in fact I had to fake orgasms half of the time. I wanted to tell him that the Tuvan throat singing is the most ridiculous thing I had ever heard, and that is was totally unnecessary to button the very top botton on his shirts and it made him look like a twelve year old on picture day at school. I wanted to tell him how creeped out being in his house made me and that his cologne reminded me of my grandfather's scent when I visited him during the wake of his funeral. But my gran would be ashamed of me for that, so I decided to just stick to the basics.

After I wrote my letter, i heard the gravel crunching and I assumed it was the repairman that Eric sent.

Knock Knock

"Hello." I said politely.

"Hi, I'm Alcide Herveaux, Eric Nothman sent me to make some repairs to your home." He was tall, not as tall as Eric, but he was ruggedly handsome and seriously built. He had green eyes and dark brown wavy hair. He was definitely a very good looking man. I had to make a conscious effort to make sure my mouth wasn't hanging wide open.

"Please come in Mr. Herveaux, can I get you somethin' to drink?" Don't stare at his muscles Sookie, don't stare.

"No thank you, if you will just show me to the damage, I will start my work and be out of your hair quickly."

Such a pretty girl, what could she be doing with Northman she doesn't look like a fangbanger to me.

"The damage is limited to the living room right over there. I'm just going to go upstairs and get ready for work." And take a cold cold shower I thought deviously. What is wrong with me I just broke up with my boyfriend and here I am lusting after the hot repairman.

I showered and changed for work, I had about 30 minutes before I had to be at work so I decided to check on the progress of the repairs.

"Hi Mr. Herveaux, how is it going?" I asked anxiously.

"Call me Alcide, and yes I just have to spackle the wall and I will be finished." I noticed he was staring at my chest. Normally I get offended by such ungentlemanly actions, but somehow with him I felt flattered.

"Great, I have to go to work now, but if you don't mind locking the doors when you leave." I felt awkward leaving him along in my house, but Eric sent him and if he didn't want Eric to rip him apart, I was certain he wouldn't be raiding my panty drawers.

"No problem Miss Stackhouse, it was nice to meet you."

I wonder if she would reject me if I asked her out. Debbie would be pissed if she saw me out with her she's way hotter than Debbie.

"Please call me Sookie, and it was nice to meet you as well." I gave him a final wave and walked out the door on my way to work.

I decided to stop by Bill's and leave my letter and the ring in his mailbox. I almost felt bad leaving such an expensive piece of jewelry in his mailbox, but ultimately I decided that I really didn't care.

Driving down Hummingbird Road, I thought about what Eric wanted to talk to me about tonight. Maybe I should get him something as a thank you for sending Alcide to repair my home. Hmmm. what to get the man who has more money than god?

I had just enough time to stop at Ginny's Flower shop, the only florist in Bon Temps, and as soon as I walked in I knew exactly what to get him as a thank you gift.

An arrangement of white Iris' surrounded by Acorn flowers. I asked if she could put the arrangement in the blue vase with a Fleur de lis emblem on the front. I picked up on of those little free cards that come with flowers and wrote him a quick note.

Eric,

Thank you for everything.

-Sookie

Hopefully Eric would understand the meaning of the arrangement. If he didn't understand, than I just look like a loon giving a 1000 year old Viking a flower bouquet.

I walked through the back door at Merlotte's, I was about 10 minutes early, so I decided to stow my purse away in Sam's office. As I walked in his office, I noticed he was adding the invoices to his computer.

"Hey Sam!" I said enthusiastically.

"Hey Cher, how are you?" One of the reasons I liked Sam so much, is because he was always so genuine. When he asked me how my day was going, he was sincerely curious, not just asking out of some social mandate of politeness.

"As well as can be under the circumstances." I said. I wanted to tell Sam everything that happened last night, but I knew his reaction would be something akin to I told you so. So I did my best to try to avoid the conversation, but Sam wasn't having any of it.

"And what are the circumstances?" Sam asked.

"Bill and I broke up, and no I don't want to talk about it right now." I said sort of tersely. I knew I was being rude, but I really didn't want to hear his standard vampires are evil speech.

"Talk to me Sook. I knew Vampire Bill was no good for you." He really wanted the details, but I wasn't ready, at least not yet.

No more vampire Bill, maybe she would be receptive to me. So beautiful, I should have told her years ago. Want to kiss her pert lips.

"Sam, please don't go there." I was mainly referring to his thought about kissing me, but it also applied to his innate hatred of vampires.

I walked out of Sam's office and took over Holly's tables. Only 8 more hours…

After my shift ended, I had plenty of time before I was to meet Eric at Fangtasia, so I decided to go home and relax in the bath tub for a while. As I drifted off, I kept thinking about Bill. I went over my relationship ad-nasuem, going over everything he ever told me, every romantic gesture he ever made towards me. I replayed everything in my mind, trying to figure out if he was that good at being devious or if I was just that naive. I ultimately decided it was a good combination of the two. Never again would I allow myself to be so unabashedly giving with my heart.

I reluctantly got out of the bathtub, I still had about 2 hours until I was due at Fangtasia. I wanted to look nice, so I raided my closet. I decided to go with a black pencil skirt and a silk sleeveless blouse with jewel toned flowers on it. The blouse didn't show an absurd amount of cleavage so I felt relatively conservative. I paired my outfit with a pair of three inch black strappy sandals. I applied a minimal amount of makeup and left my hair down. I decided to raid Gran's jewelry box, and I found the perfect necklace to wear. It was a yellow gold necklace with what looked like a purple chrysanthemum flower encrusted with sapphires. My grandmother loved this necklace, she told me it was given to her by her true love. I assumed she was talking about my grandfather, which I thought it was sweet that she called him her true love. The back of the pendant was engraved with the words

My Heart is True as Steel.

I took one last look in the mirror and I was ready to go. On the drive, I became disturbingly nervous. I decided to try to get my mind off tonight, so I turned up the radio and belted out some Dixie Chicks, Cowboy Take Me Away. Yeah more like Viking take me away. Wait, what? Oh lord help me…

I pulled into the front of Fangtasia, grabbed my Thank you gift to Eric and walked to the door. Pam was on door duty tonight and she looked bored, but deadly. As soon as she saw me, her eyes lit up.

"My telepathic friend, I have to thank you for the gift you gave me." Pam looked positively giddy.

"Oh no, this is for Eric." I was confused.

"Oh no, I'm not talking about the flowers you are holding, I'm talking about Compton." What the hell was she talking about, Bill was definitely no gift.

"Sookie, Eric is in a meeting right now, why don't you and I go sit at his booth and wait for him. " She had Chow take over door duty and I followed her to Eric's booth which, of course, was in the center of the bar.

"So Sookie, I heard what happened last night, I didn't think you had it in you."

"Didn't have what in me?" I asked, still confused. Vampires always talk so cryptically.

"Staking that psychobitch." Of course she was referring to me killing Lorena.

"Sookie, Can I ask you a question?" This was the most interest Pam had ever taken into my life, I decided to mollify her. I nodded in acceptance. "Sure Pam, shoot."

"Did Compton ever pleasure you in bed? " She frankly inquired.

"PAM!" That was really none of her business. I absolutely don't kiss and tell.

"Sookie, I mean no disrespect, I am genuinely curious. You know he and I had sex once right?" This was definitely news to me. Bill never mentioned that he had sex with Pam.

"Actually no, I was not aware." I said indignantly.

"Oh really Sookie, it was a one-time thing back in the forties. And believe me if I could have that memory glamoured away I would." I just glared at her for a good minute.

"He is rather..small wouldn't you say? I mean you probably still have your hymen intact. "

"OHMYGOD Pam I am not talking about this!" I was so embarrassed, I mean yeah he wasn't really big or anything, but I thought that was normal. It's not like I would know the difference otherwise.

We sat in silence for another minute, but my curiosity go the better of me. "Um Pam, is he um…smaller, than normal?" My face must have been ten shades of red at this point.

She laughed haughtily "Sookie, let's just say my master is five times the man Compton will ever be."

Oh Geez Louise, Eric must be huge! As if my embarrassment couldn't get any worse, Eric walked up to our table just in time to catch Pam's proud little rant about her master's penis size.

"I would be glad to show you anytime you like Sookie." Eric said amusedly. "Come on Sookie, we have some important things to discuss."

Eric led me back to his office where Godric was already sitting on the leather couch.

"Eric, I wanted to say thank you for sending Mr. Herveaux to fix my house." I smiled politely and handed him the flower arrangement. The look on his face was priceless, he genuinely smiled, smiled!

"You speak the language of flowers? Sookie, you have unexpected depths. Thank you for this." I was so pleased he understood the meaning of the flowers I gave him.

"Sookie." Godric chimed in, "We have Compton detained in the basement. After we left your house last night, we searched his house and found some disturbing items." I had spent countless nights at his house, how come I didn't find anything disturbing. Bill was really starting to make me question everything in my life.

"What did you find?" I asked timidly.

"We found a file containing numerous documents about you and your family. He had family photos, birth certificates, family tree, news articles, medical records, and bank statements." Godric stated as a matter of fact.

I had no words to say so I just sat there in disbelief, shock riddled my face. I took the file from Godric and went through it document by document. Neither Eric nor Godric said anything; they just looked on in support.

He had the birth certificates of me, my brother, Hadley, my mother, father, Aunt Linda, Gran, and my grandfather.

As I looked at my Aunt Linda's birth certificate, something odd stood out to me.

"Wait, this says my Aunt Linda had a different father than my dad. Finn Brigant. Who the hell is that?"

Eric and Godric looked at each other, like they had something to tell me, but didn't know how.

"Sookie, did your grandmother ever mention anything about fairies?" Godric asked serenely.

I was confused as hell. "Like tinkerbell?" I asked ignorantly.

"No Sookie, fairies are mythical beings with immense magic. They are generally described as beautiful and dainty, but make no mistake they can also be very deadly." To say that I was shocked does not even come close to how I felt at the moment. It was as if Godric was speaking gibberish.

"Gran never mentioned fairies, is that what I am?" I asked shyly.

"It appears so Sookie, your grandmother coupled with a fairy by the name of Fintan Brigant. He was the son of the Prince of the Fae." Godric was still speaking gibberish. I was on information overload. Gran cheated on papa, Bill was an asshole and a spy, Pam screwed Bill, and apparently Eric has a huge penis. This day suddenly became mentally exhausting.

"Okay, so what now?" I asked to no one in particular.

"I honestly don't know Sookie, the Fae were wiped out of existence and as for the Queen, well I think we should just wait and see what happens." Eric answered honestly. I was suddenly feeling tremendously overwhelmed.

"I need to go home now." I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Everything I thought I knew about my life was turning out to be all wrong. Okay maybe that was a slight exaggeration, but I felt like I had been leading a fake life.

"I will escort you home Sookie." Godric offered politely.

"Umm, I drove myself, it's okay really." I didn't know how Godric would get home and I didn't want to put anyone out or make them go out of their way because of me.

"I don't mind Sookie, I can just fly back home." Godric said. I didn't want to turn down his polite offer, so I accepted his offer to escort me.

The drive back to Bon Temps was silent. I had a million things running through my mind. What does it mean to be a fairy? Is that why I'm a telepath? And what was that blue light? I had so many questions, but no one to ask. I felt like I was 6 years old again and I had these abilities that no one could explain. I was alienated, a freak, no one to relate to no guidance on how to control my abilities.

I barely even remembered Godric was in the car with me until we pulled up to my house. Godric opened my door before I could even unbuckle my seatbelt. He held out his hand for me and walked me up to my door step. He reached his hand out and gently touched my grandmother's pendant.

"That is a lovely necklace you have on Sookie. It looks oddly familiar to me." Godric looked as if he was conjuring up some kind of painful memory. Since he didn't offer any further information on the matter, I decided not to ask.

Godric kissed me lightly on the cheek and took off into the night's sky. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out cold.

A/N: Okay so the Acorn Flowers symbolizes Nordic life and immortality and the Iris symbolizes friendship (You mean so much to me), faith hope and valor.

The inscription on Sookie's grandmothers necklace is from a Mid Summer Night's Dream.