Chapter 3
It was getting late and Sookie showed no signs of stopping soon. She was the only one left in the booth, the others having either gone back to work or gone home for some much needed sleep. She considered that for a moment as she thought back on Jessica… maybe not all of them would be sleeping she sniggered. Pushing herself up from her chair she made towards Sookie as she cleared the tables.
'Hey chick, I was thinking about heading off, if that's ok?' Sookie looked up startled.
'Oh, yeah sure honey. I just need to go into the back and get my keys'. She started hesitantly towards the bar. Staring after her curiously she tried to think of the last time Sookie Stackhouse had ever been nervous about her being in her house. She concluded it was the time that Adele had embraced her hippy side once more a few years previously. This might not bode well after all but, she was tired and needed a bed. Sookie came back quickly and handed her keys to Moirin uncertainly.
'I'll be fine Sookie. I'm sure this house guest of yours isn't all that scary'. Sookie didn't look so convinced. 'I'll be fine'. She repeated and hugging her friend yelled goodnight to Lafyette and Sam as they did their work.
Sookie considered her friend's retreating back, torn between going after her and stopping her and letting her get on with it. He wouldn't harm a friend of hers, he wasn't that stupid. She hoped.
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The journey to the Stackhouse property was uneventful, calming even, as she turned onto the well-worn drive way. Pulling to a stop outside of the house she sighed happily. It had been too long since she had been here, although it was still painful to think of dear Adele. Getting out of the bug she let out a frustrated tut. Some idiot had scratched the dark blue paint of her car. Fantastic, just one more thing to add to the never-ending list of things she now had to do. She pinched her nose sharply to prevent herself from yelling. Composing herself she bent into the car struggling to pull her rucksack out from the bottom of all the crap that sat on the tiny backseat. Finally extricating herself and her belongings from the car she growled angrily and kicked the door closed shouldering her pack and stormed towards the porch. Breathing deeply she pushed the key into the lock and turned it, moving into the main foyer as quietly as she could. She dropped her back next to the table by the door and tiptoed to the kitchen. While wandering around in the dark was not necessarily her best idea she didn't particularly want to wake Sookie's house guest. It was a good thing that Sookie never moved things around, she sighed as she pulled a glass from the cabinet. The sound of the tap running gently soothed her as she leaned against the kitchen counter. She did so love this house she thought as she turned off the tap and took a gulp of the refreshing liquid. She was just considering raiding the fridge when the light went on sharply. She screamed dropping the glass, but she never heard the crash. He was in front of her now, no more than a few inches away. Raising himself up to his full height she gulped as she took note of the glass in his hand and the two rather sharp canines descending over his lower lip. Sookie never said her house guest was a vampire.