All Hell Breaks Loose
Chapter 37: That Don't Impress Me Much
Jason could feel every hair on his body stand on end from the impact of the kiss while a thousand different voices were shouting in his head. One voice kept telling him that he only liked women, another told him that this will ruin his relationship with Jessica, the third told him go ahead because it felt good, the fourth voice told him it was too soon to be swapping spit with the reverend, and the fifth voice chided him and telling him they were not surprised since this was typical for Jason Stackhouse to move onto another lover.
It was Steve who pulled back first. He smiled briefly before looking sheepish and ran his hand through his bangs.
"Uh," Jason said and swallowed.
"My fault," Steve said. "I shouldn't have moved in like that."
"I was the one that moved in on you," Jason said. He wasn't sure if he should admit that he liked it or not. "I've never kissed a guy like that before, not that I kissed a guy in any other way."
"I've never really kissed other men. I've gone down on them since I became undead but never really kissed."
"Nothing wrong with sucking dick," Jason added and almost imagined Steve between his legs with his lips massaging the head of Jason's cock. "If you happen to be into it and enjoy it."
"I think this still might be my fault. I did give you some of my blood to drink."
"You were trying to save my life." Jason stood up after popping a few joints in his neck he turned towards the direction of the kitchen. "You want another Tru Blood?"
"Yes, please," Steve said.
Jason hoped he didn't make his friend uncomfortable or if Steve was able to read off his vibes. Maybe it was the blood that caused them to kiss. There wasn't any possibility that he had deeper feelings for the young vampire.
"Naw." He shook his head and nuked the bottle of Tru Blood while he opened himself a bottle of beer. He heard the front door opening when the microwave went off.
"How was your date?" Steve asked.
"Pretty good," Sookie answered as Jason entered the living room with the refreshments. "I bowled my first strike ever."
"You actually got a strike?" Jason asked. "Were you using your fairy powers?"
"No," Sookie said and dropped her purse on the table. "Patrick was a great teacher."
"Congratulations on your strike," Steve said before his smile faded. "Isn't Patrick the one who is under a spell?"
"He is," Sookie said as her voice turned solemn. "And it has been confirmed that he is under some kind of spell."
"How did you confirm it?" Jason asked before he took a swig from his bottle. "Sorry, sis I should offer you a drink."
"I'm fine," Sookie said. "Holly made some magic powder and Arlene put it in his beer and it was linked to something that Holly was wearing. When Patrick drank his beer it turned Holly's charm black."
"That means he's under a spell?" Jason asked.
"A bad one. Holly doesn't know the specifics just that it's another bad thing in a long line full of trouble."
"How are we going to find out?" Steve asked.
Sookie shrugged. "Holly said she would speak with some other witches and they will help her."
"So we have to wait for both Ismene's group to interrogate that werewolf," Steve said. "And for the witches to come through?"
"May have to wait on the witches," Sookie said. "Might not have to on the werewolf."
"They got her to talk?" Jason asked and wondered if those vamps were able to trade information for more V.
"Not yet," Sookie said and smiled. "Spoke with Cassidy. She invited us to a dinner tomorrow night. She said it was part of something called Operation Kindness.
"I'm always up for a nice dinner date," Jason said although he had no idea what would be served.
Sookie and Jessica helped each other with their hair and make up before they went over to Bills place, or rather Ismene's place now, for the dinner date. Sookie had gathered Jessica's hair in a nice French braid and helped her with her blush and eyeliner while Jessica helped Sookie put up half of Sookie's hair in a twist and used a curling iron for the rest and helped Sookie pick out a nice lip stain for her lips.
"I think I might be over dressed?" Jessica asked. She was wearing her preferred little black dress and matching two inch heels.
"I think you look nice," Sookie said and wondered if she was a little under dressed. She chose a knee length pleated dark purple skirt and a pretty black blouse that she bought at a Kohls in Monroe.
The guys were waiting for them. Steve and Jason were both wearing khaki slacks, button down shirts and leather loafers.
"You both look gorgeous," Jason said as his eyes lingered on Jessica.
"Jessica you look like Botticelli's Venus," Steve said. "And Sookie, are you certain you don't have large pair of white feathery wings?"
"That is so sweet," Jessica said with her hand over her heart. "Both of you are wonderful."
"Thank you," Sookie said
"Shall we?" Jason asked.
As soon as they had arrived at the house Sookie felt herself scooped up in Eric's arms. Everything turned into a whirlwind that ended with a firm and cool kiss.
"Eric," Sookie sputtered as soon as their lips had parted.
"I thought you would be happy to see me," Eric said and set her back down.
"I was," Sookie said and looked around for the others, only to see Lawrence who was there to collect their coats.
"Ahem," Valentino cleared his throat to grab their attention. He had just walked up to them and stood with perfect posture. "Dinner awaits."
Sookie did feel underdressed when she saw the long table covered with a nice linen cloth and the lit candles. They had also set out the fine china and while the silverware wasn't silver she knew it had to be their finest.
The bigger surprise was the werewolf sitting at one end of the table. She had her hair up and was wearing a dress and a gold locket.
"What she doing here?" Jessica demanded.
"She is a guest," Valentino said and pulled two of the chairs for Jessica and Sookie.
"I am so happy you made it," Ismene said as Valentino pulled out a chair for her. "Tonight we shall dine on Anya's talent."
Sookie wasn't sure if should be called a talent or more of a magical spell. Saying Anya was an excellent cook was a bit of an insult. Her food was beyond fantastic. They started with a warm and delicious pumpkin soup. Sookie had never tried that kind of soup before and regretted never having to try it. Her tongue was upset when the spoon clacked against the empty bowl.
The second course was filet mignon with vegetables that were sautéed in a wine sauce and red skinned potatoes that were cooked in olive oil and just the right herbs and spices. They even had fresh baked rolls and served cabernet sauvignon in fine crystal wine flutes.
"This is so delicious," Jason said when he was nearly done with his plate. He couldn't stop complimenting the vampire nun.
"This is wonderful," Sheila, the werewolf said. During the meal they tried to include her in discussion and Sookie tried to read in on her thoughts only to hear how the vampires were being fools if they think this was the way to get her to talk. "Pretty good for a vampire."
"This is amazing for anyone," Sookie said. "I'm envious on how you can cook like this."
"Why thank you," Anya said. "I did have a few centuries to perfect this."
Dessert was chocolate mousse that had a little bit of mint cooked in. Anya had brewed a special coffee that would compliment their dessert and even though Sookie did not care too much for fancy coffee drinks she did enjoy that one.
Eric had sat across from her during the dinner. He enjoyed a special blood soup that Anya had prepared for the vampires along with slices of beef hearts in a blood sauce and rice cooked in Tru Blood. He kept smiling at Sookie and she could not resist his ice blue eyes.
"And now for a special treat for our guest of honor," Ismene said when Valentino and Cassidy cleared out the dishes.
"Oh please," Sheila said as she rolled her eyes. "We all know that I am your prisoner and you just want me to spill all of Russell's plans and even if I knew all of them I still wouldn't tell you."
"You are still our guest," Ismene said not loosing an ounce of her cheerfulness. "Now come here into the den. We have it all set up for you."
What they had set up was an upholstered lounged chair and ottoman. There was a small wooden end table next to the chair with a bottle of wine and a glass.
"What is this?" Sheila asked as she approached the chair. "Are you going to paint me?"
"If you would like," Cassidy said. "I can go and get my easel set up, but I'm going to paint something different."
"Just sit back and relax," Eric instructed and guided her to the chair. "Just lean back."
Lawrence entered with a small box like attaché and a bowl full of warm and soapy water. Valentino was walking around lighting sticks of incense in their burners and Anya placed a CD in a player.
"What are they doing?" Steve whispered.
"I don't got the foggiest," Jason answered.
"When was the last time you had a pedicure?" Lawrence asked as he opened the attaché and pulled out a small box. Sookie if you are listening try and get into her mind.
"I can't remember," Sheila said as she pointed at the stone. "You going to use one of those Pedeggs?"
"Why would anyone use something that looks like a cheese grater on their feet?" Lawrence asked and held up the stone. "This is a pumice stone. All naturally made from volcanoes and works the same." He guided Sheila's feet into the bowl.
Sookie watched partially enthralled with the tactic. As Lawrence gently scrubbed the bottoms of Sheila's feet with the stone, Eric massaged her shoulders. Sookie wasn't sure what it was: the foot scrub, the massage, the wine, incense or the music, but whatever it was the werewolf was getting more and more relaxed.
I can't believe how good this feels. Sheila thought while her toenails were being trimmed. Why haven't I done this before? These vamps are pretty good prison guards. I haven't eaten like that in a while. They still want me to talk. I aint talking. This is all good and well but doesn't compete with V and when they least know it I'm going to find away out and drink all the blood from these vampires.
It wasn't working as well as they hoped. She watched as Lawrence moved from trimming the nails to filing and buffing them.
The one doing my nails is human aint he? He is doing a good job down there. I wonder if he's gay. They got some good human servants. Someday I'm going to have some servants like em. Maybe there will be a few survivors when we go and slaughter those in that Sun church in Dallas.
Sookie sucked in her breath and sat up higher on the couch.
I might be the lone member who will get to go with them. I just have to play my cards right and will get into the good graces. I have plenty of time to escape before the 18th. Just think of a good plan, Sheila.
That was enough. Sookie leaned back and watched as Lawrence continued before he let Cassidy to take over with the actual painting. Once she was done, Cassidy took a hair dryer and blew it over the toenails.
"You tried," Sheila chuckled. "And I have to say my feet look great and I thank you for it, but you aint getting me to talk."
"I believe it is your bed time," Isemene said in a sugar sweet tone before she nodded at Eric. "Eric, could you escort her back to her bedroom?"
"Gladly." Eric grabbed the werewolf by the wrist and lifted her up and walked her out of the room.
"What was the purpose of that?" Jessica asked.
"To get some information," Ismene said. "Sookie?"
Sookie took a deep breath. "They are going to attack and slaughter the people in the Fellowship of the Sun."
A/N: Many have wondered if Jason's feelings for Steve is because of the blood bond. It might be that, it might also be something else.
Replies: jrme5759, Thank you very much
Desireecarbenell, the vamp blood did start things.
Anonymous: Thank you. I wasn't sure if I was going to go that way at first when I started the story, the same with Tara and Hoyt, but I can see them dating and there is no JB so far in True Blood and Hoyt is sweet enough.