Me again! I thought I'd post this a little earlier. My goal is to be able to post twice a week. However I have to fill up my bank of chapters first. It just dawned on me how long most of my chapters are in comparison to other authors on here. I'm wondering if you'd be interested in taking a little vote. But I know some of you are waiting to see what Sookie did this time, so I'll shut up now and see you below.

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or anything else here. I'm writing purely for shits and giggle purposes. Please don't sue.

Chapter 7

Pam was not a happy camper. After her complete overreaction to Sookie's little snafu, landed her in deep water with her Maker, she was just trying to get through the rest of her week serving the pathetic blood bags. It was bad enough that she was forced to take the orders of the filthy vermin like some common waitress, but to have to be polite on top of it, she was in Hell. She didn't want to know what her Master had in store for her tomorrow night when they were scheduled to go shopping, but she knew it would probably be humiliating. The worse by far was she wasn't even able to complain! TOTALLY UNFAIR! She didn't hurt Sookie that bad really. Just a few minor bruises and a slight sprain to her ankle, she didn't know why he was being so harsh.

About the time Pam was serving yet another round to some drunken frat boys who thought it'd be cool to take body shots off one another AFTER they'd already consumed enough alcohol to drown a horse, all the electricity in the club suddenly and without even a flicker of warning, died. This was followed almost immediately with a silent boom. Pam had to literally grab the bar to keep herself upright. About the same time there was a collective thud as each and every human in the club was suddenly unconscious. This was good because a few seconds later one by one the vamps, still in shock at the apparent and sudden attack that was upon them, began to drop like flies. Literally. They froze up stiff as a board and fell to the floor wherever they happened to be standing. Pam, used her superior speed and intelligence to quickly jumped unto the bar so that when she too dropped it wouldn't be on the nasty bar room floor.

However, oddly enough after several moments of crouching on the bar top like a bad 'Coyote Ugly' dance move, she realized that whatever had just happened didn't affect her. She waited another few moments watching as all the other vampires fell on their faces and finally after two full minutes of silence in the main bar, she carefully stepped off the bar and began working her way to the back hallway and Eric's office. This had Sookie written all over it and she wanted to be there to see what had pissed her off this time.

As she rounded the corner, she first saw Bull laying out cold on the floor, then Eric standing fully conscious at the open door to his office, full on grin like the Mad Hatter as he watched with glee as his spitfire fairy stood with her fist balled at her side and her eyes screwed shut as she continued to berate, rant, and wail at a very distressed looking daemon lawyer. Cataliades was currently suspended about four feet off the floor hanging upside down as if being dangled by an imaginary hand around his ankle. His face was Eric's favorite shade of red and he was just waiting for him to pass out. As Pam came up to stand quietly beside Eric, they watched the spitfire in action.

She opened her eyes and leveled a steely glare at the dangling fat man, "GIFT?! You call hearing the thoughts of every man, woman and child within a 100 foot radius of me a GIFT?! You think hearing a perverted old man think about how great his cock would feel inside my body when I was only FIVE YEARS OLD, a GIFT! You think, hearing how much I scare MY OWN PARENTS because of my FREAKISH DISABILITY, IS A GIFT!?"

With each sentence her voice rose in pitch as she took steps carefully one at a time toward the dangling attorney, as she slowly raised her fists toward his head.

"You have cursed untold generations of MY FAMILY to be used as human lie detectors for any supe that discovers our 'gift'," she said gift as mockingly sweet as possible and watched as Cataliades flinched at her words as the complete impact of what he'd done began to slowly sink in. "If it wasn't for my contract with Eric, I would be up for grabs to any vampire wanting a slave that can read minds. What a useful asset! Hey hears a thought, maybe they could drain me for my yummy fairy blood – a bonus – and then turn me into a vampire so they could use me indefinitely! Seriously! Did any of this cross your mind when you thought giving the gift of telepathy as some FUCKED UP supernatural baby shower gift to MOSTLY HUMAN people with NO way to defend themselves from the supernatural community or even any knowledge of the danger they could be in, was a GOOD IDEA?! Not even an instruction manual on how to operate this FUCKED UP GIFT! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL WERE YOU THINKING?"

Sookie suddenly went completely calm as she placed the tips of her fingers to the daemon's temples and said in such a quite tone, in comparison to her earlier words, that Eric and Pam took two steps closer just to hear what she said.

"As a Thank You for your lovely gift of telepathy, the gift that keeps on giving, I'm going to give you a gift of my own. You said secrets are necessary in the supe world so I'm going to share mine with you. All. Of. Them."

As her fingers stroked the sides of his head, his eyes rolled back and his body suddenly fell straight to the floor. He wasn't dead, that much Eric and Pam could tell just by his hearts beating (most daemons had two), but he wasn't going to be getting up any time soon either.

The two gob smacked vampires looked at Sookie with fascinated awe. Pam, dying to know what Sookie did but unable to ask because of her punishment, poked Eric in the side of the head repeatedly until he came out of his stupor, which wasn't long because that shit is annoying.

"What?" He growled at his maddening childe.

"Ask her what she did." Pam responded. "Please." This manners shit was getting old, fast.

"I will if you will quit bothering me." Eric growled again.

"Well by all means, take… your… time," she fought it but ultimately ended with, "sir." Dammit!

Sookie's snicker refocused their attention. "I just gave him my memories Pam. All of them. All of the memories of a scared and frightened child that couldn't get comfort from her parents because touching and hugging just intensified the already hurtful and hateful thoughts they had. All the memories of the thoughts I heard from my Uncle Bartlett. Everything about growing up with a skill I had NO CLUE how to operate. He showed Bull how to control his gift when he found out about it, if he knew about me since I was born why the Hell didn't he help me too? Why was I left alone in the dark?" With these last few words, the dam broke and she began to sob as the tears poured down her cheeks and her legs buckled under her. Luckily a strong pair of arms caught her before she hit the floor and scooped her up and took her to the couch to comfort her as best he could.

He looked at his childe as she stood there appearing both impressed at Sookie's words and horrified at her reaction. "Call Ludwig." He said with a heavy sigh. Who knew how much this would cost him. "Tell her what happened and begin damage control. I'm assuming since I'm hearing nothing from the rest of the club that everyone is out? Even the vampires?"

"Yes, sir. The humans seem to just be in a deep sleep but the vampires seem to be in the same type of state you were in a few days ago."

Eric was puzzled, he had no clue how he was going to spin this, but what perplexed him the most was that neither he nor Pam was affected. One thing he did know….. it was going to be a long night.

The next morning...

Sookie moaned and stretched stiffly as she slowly rose to consciousness. She felt Eric's strong arm curled around her middle and immediately images and memory of the evening before rushed through her. "Crap," she muttered as she worked her way out from under Eric's grip and made her way to the bathroom to take care of her morning needs. Afterwards, she made her way through the house to the kitchen to see what Eric had Bobby drop off for her to eat. Yes, he still employed the ass, but to his credit, or at least after Adele's hearty insistence, Bobby was not allowed to come near Sookie or Sarah. He tended to Eric's errands as usual and if face to face contact was required he spoke with Adele. Sookie had been there for that first introduction a few days after she'd first begun working at Fangtasia. The pompous, arrogant ass had the nerve to mention to Gran that he was looking forward to meeting Eric's newest conquest and received a tongue lashing he wasn't soon to forget. Sookie giggled at that memory, she'd been upstairs at the time and had not only heard the entire confrontation but also the 'inner' panic attack Gran had given Bobby. She had somehow gotten the snob to believe that she'd call his family and inform them of his career choice. Apparently he was a bit of a mamma's boy, no surprise there, and mamma was not too keen on her baby fraternizing with vampires. Ever since then Bobby was nothing but respectful to Adele, even in his head, Sookie checked. Gran terrified him. Eric had also found a unique and blunt way of teaching Bobby a lesson on discretion, but that's a story for another time.

Sookie rummaged in the fridge for food, and found eggs, bread, and sausage links. Not the kind of sausage or bread she would normally buy but Gran always said 'Beggars can't be choosers' so, she decided to make some French toast and warm up the frozen links as she ruminated on the previous evenings events.

She knew Eric had brought them to yet another safe house because of how late they had been getting out of Fangtasia. Sookie sighed, she'd need to call Gran soon and let her know she was fine and to send Bull to pick her up, but she wanted to eat first and try to wrap her mind around all that had happened.

The night before…..

Once Sookie had calmed down enough to be coherent, she began to finally take in her surroundings and asked, "Why's it so dark in here?" Pam, by that time had managed to get the emergency generators going so there was as least a little light in the room. Though the vampires certainly didn't need it, Sookie did.

Eric spoke softly as he continued his gentle comforting, "Sookie, don't you remember what happened?"

"Of course I do! I gave a piece of my mind to that jerk lawyer who thought giving his telepathy to generations of innocent children, would be a dandy baby gift!"

Eric pressed, "What else?"

"What else? Umm…what do you mean? I remember you and Pam arguing about what I did and then I got upset and now we're talking. What did I miss?" Sookie was confused as to why Eric was pressing.

Eric gave her his trade mark smirk and said, "Why don't you go into the main bar and see for yourself."

She did as he suggested, with Eric following at a lazy pace behind her. She noticed first that the lights and music was out in this part of the club and she had to go back to Eric's office to rummage for a flashlight before she made her way into the main bar. This is how she was able to miss Bull's prone form lying on the floor of the hall way, since Pam had pushed him to the side and out of the way.

"OH MY GOD! What happened in here?!" Sookie exclaimed as soon as she saw all the bodies sprawled around the room like human confetti.

"We were hoping you could tell us, Lover. According to Pam the power is out for three blocks at least and even the fang-bangers in the line outside were knocked out. I had Pam bring them all in and Ludwig should be here soon to…." As if on cue, a knock sounded at the back door. Pam entered a few moments later with an irritated Dr. Ludwig waddling behind her trying to dodge stepping on body parts.

"Northman, are you redecorating? Let me guess. The theme is the Texas Chainsaw Massacre."

Pam and Sookie both snickered but Eric just raised an eyebrow, "Sookie had another…episode. Everyone in the club was affected except Pam and myself."

"Obviously," she stated as she quickly went from human to vampire checking their stats. "Well, I believe the humans are just sleeping and should be easy enough to wake up. Perhaps you could try a glass of cold water in the face." Pam looked at Eric with pleading eyes but he ignored her. "The vampires however look much like you did the other night. Are there any other species afflicted?"

"Yes, Bull's in the hallway outside my office and there's a Daemon inside."

Ludwig grunted an acknowledgement. As she went to check on the other two, Eric instructed Pam to move all of the vampire's to the basement before waking the humans. "And Pam, make sure that none of them remember anything from tonight. They came, they drank too much, and they passed out. Get the ones without cars a cab, Sookie can help with that. Remember, you are still being punished Pam. There is to be NO FUN had at the expense of the clientele. If there is I shall know and it will only prolong your punishment. I don't want to make it an order, BE POLITE."

Pam had actual tears in her eyes at the knowledge that she'd be missing out on such a golden opportunity to abuse the vermin. It was so unfair! This punishment sucked! And not in the good way! As Pam stormed off to secure the vampires first before waking the blood bags, Eric led Sookie back to his office to check in with Ludwig.

Bull was sitting on the couch with his head between his knees, the evidence of his awakening dripping down his face to wet his shirt. Ludwig had given him some aspirin for his pounding headache and was still trying to rouse the lawyer when Eric and Sookie entered the office. Sookie went to Eric's desk and calmly placed the pouch and envelope into her purse which she always stowed in Eric's office. When he raised a questioning eyebrow she simply said, "Later."

He nodded his understanding that it was something to be discussed in private and moved his attention to the doctor. "Will he live?" Not that he particularly cared but Sookie seemed to be getting concerned.

"Yes, but for the foreseeable future he's going to wish he wasn't." She left the still unconscious lawyer on the floor and went to sit on the couch next to Bull. "I did some tests, made a few inquires, and I've come up with a theory as to what it is Miss Stackhouse is doing when she blasts people. Mind you it's purely conjecture at this point but given the evidence from this evening it just helps to confirm my hypothesis." She looked at Bull, "I'd be interested in your input since your power is so similar and I'd really like to pick this one's mind," she gestured toward Cataliades, "but he seems to still be recovering. Whatever you did to him was different than what you did to the rest of the club."

Sookie blushed slightly and said, "I wanted him to know what it was like for me as a child growing up with telepathy so I guess I shared my memories with him."

Ludwig stared at Sookie in open shock, "All of them?"

"Yes, why?"

Ludwig snorted, "He's lucky he's mostly daemon. If you had done that to any other living being the over load would have killed them instantly. Not sure what the effect would be on a vampire. Perhaps you could test it in the future with one of the Sheriff's unfortunate guests. But call me first if you do, purely for scientific and safety purposes mind you." The wicked glint in her eye made Sookie doubt that statement but she remained quiet.

"As you were saying doctor?" Eric was getting anxious for some answers.

"Yes, well according to my research into the human brain and what knowledge I could find on the power of telepathy, I've deduced that what is occurring in Miss Stackhouse's brain is an extension of the human mind's natural abilities." At the blank looks and confused stares she was receiving she decided a more detailed description was required. "I'm sure you've all heard the theory that the human brain only uses about 10% of its potential capacity." As her captivated audience nodded their heads, she continued, "This is true for the majority of humans however, there are a few unique humans scattered throughout their history that defied this idea. Most recent examples would be Albert Einstein, Steven Hawking, Bill Gates, and Robin Williams…..What? Have you seen his work? This man is a comic genius. Anyway, I would guesstimate that they use an extra one or two percent more than the average human. I wouldn't be surprised if a few if not all of them have the essential spark. Sookie however, is probably using about 13 maybe 15% of her brain's capacity, at this point. Doesn't sound like much but consider this, a pure Fae or Daemon has many powers and with practice can be quite powerful, due in part because of the inherent magic of their being. What if this magic could be equated to the brain's mental capacity to learn? Given enough practice, I would dare to say that in time as her percentage expanded Sookie could rival even the most powerful of magical creatures. The latent talent of the human mind is infinite at this point."

Eric was fascinated with this theory, "So what you're saying is that with enough mental exercises she can grow her powers indefinitely?"

"Possibly, but learning control is most important at this point. I'm guessing and this is pure speculation at this point, that the magic of your blood during your exchanges has acted as a catalyst to stimulate the latent growth of her mental facilities. It's important to learn control now because they will most likely continue to expand. For now her trigger seems to be her anger." She raised an eyebrow at Eric and says rather sarcastically, "I can't imagine who she got that from. So I would suggest keeping her calm and happy."

"So what is it that is affecting everyone around her at such times, and why were Pam and I not effected this time?" Eric asked.

"The best I can figure is her brain is literally short circuiting all of the others around her. As you know the brain uses electric signals to shoot massages throughout the body. Well in Miss Stackhouse's case it's sending a built-up charge to the area around her, this could also explain why the power went out."

"Wait, so you're saying that her brain is sending out EMP's which results in rendering any in her presence temporarily unconscious? How could this affect vampires? We're technically dead, no heart beat, no electric synapses firing."

"True but considering that it was most likely your MAGIC that triggered the expansion. I'm willing to theorize that the pulse is also temporarily blocking the magic that animates you. As for why you or your progeny was not affected it could be that her stress at rendering you cataleptic has made her, unconsciously at this point, recognizes you or most likely your blood and thus selectively keeping you both aware. It would be interesting to see if it would have the same affect on blood family members both consciously and unconsciously." She muttered this last part mostly to herself.

Wow, just Wow. Everyone sat peacefully for a few moments just allowing the information to soak in. Even Pam had stopped her chores, and was listening in quiet awe at the door to Eric's office.

It was Sookie that broke the silence, "What about Sarah?"

"Who, dear?" Ludwig said gently, deciding not to piss off the telepath and get a dose of mental whammy aimed at her.

"My niece, Sarah, she's only three but she has telepathy like me. Apparently anyone in my family with the spark will have it." She said bitterly. "Though Gran has the spark but not the telepathy. I'm not sure why because she's the one that originally received 'the gift'."

A raspy voice said from the floor, "Adele does not have telepathy because Fintan asked that I not give it to her. Though I never understood why…..until now." As he rose slowly from the floor into a sitting position leaning against the couch, Ludwig checked on him while answering her question.

"I'd need to examine the child to be certain, but I'm willing to bet the same would be true for her as well. However, since each person is different, her mental capacity could expand in an entirely different way than yours. There's just no way to know. I'd like to check your Gran as well. Has either of them been exposed to vampire blood?"

"Gran has had Pam's and come to think of it, she has been acting a bit differently lately. I think she's up to something but Pam won't spill." She gave the evil eye to Pam.

Looking for Eric's permission to speak, she said, "I promise it's nothing bad but she's asked me to help her in confidence and I agreed. Please don't ask me to break my word."

Sookie knew when Gran felt like sharing she would, until then she'd mind her own business. "Alright, just keep her safe please."

"Of course."

Sookie turned her attention back to Ludwig and said, "As for Sarah, she hasn't had any vampire blood yet, but Eric and I have been thinking about possibly giving her a small amount of Eric's, so he can track her if she were taken or disappeared. With the current threat of my Fae relatives looming we figured better safe than sorry."

"Hmmmm," Ludwig looked deep in thought for a moment. "Considering the circumstances it might be a good idea; however I would like to examine both of your female relatives first, just to be safe. You said she was your niece? Do you have a sister or brother?"

Sookie frowned as she thought of Jason, "I have a brother, but he most defiantly does not have the spark. The only talent he posses is attracting the opposite sex." And sometimes the same sex, Lafayette certainly had a thing for him despite knowing what a turd he could be.

"Well that sounds like the work of his Fae blood. Fairies have a natural allure to them. Even partial fairies with no spark have the allure. Did you get your lineage from your mother or father?"

"My father."

"Ok, so I'm guessing your mother was very covetous of his attentions, even to the point of jealousy toward her children?" Ludwig hit the nail right on the head.

"Yeah! So my father's blood was why my mom hated me so much, because of this allure stuff?" Eric felt the sting to Sookie's heart at the painful memories. He also noticed Cataliades flinch in what he assumed was recall of the same recollections.

"That was probably at the very least a contributing factor. I'd like to take a look at your brother also, and any other human family members you may have."

"Well, as far as I know my brother is in Alaska. I don't know how to get in contact with him and he hasn't been in contact with us. My only other living relative is my cousin Hadley. But she's been in the wind for a while now. I'm sure she doesn't have the spark either and as far as I know she's childless. She's a junky so that would probably make it a bad idea for her to have any children. Not that she'd ever take anyone else's needs above her own. She's just like Jason in that respect. Is selfish, egotistic, myopia an effect of the Fae blood too?"

Ludwig chuckled, "Sometimes, of course so is overconfidence and manipulation but they seem to be traits all supes have in common." She snarked and Sookie giggled, she couldn't have agreed more. "Though it would help to get a clearer and more detailed picture to help build on my hypothesis if I had samples of your brother's and cousins blood, I suppose there isn't anything to be done until they resurface, if they ever do."

"Actually Dr. Ludwig, I believe you might have a sample from Sookie's brother. He was the young man Thalia brought to you a few months ago for neutering." Eric added helpfully.

Sookie gasped, "Oh my God, you actually had her go through with that! Not that it's not a bad idea, but I thought Gran talked you out of it?"

Eric grinned, "I did and she did not. We came to an understanding to disagree on the matter when I mentioned that the procedure is reversible."

Sookie just shook her head at her man's craftiness as Ludwig pulled out a PDA from her bag and began muttering to herself. "AH-HA! Yes, here it is. Well, that's auspicious isn't it? I haven't destroyed this batch of samples yet." Ludwig grinned gleefully. She looked like a child with a new toy for a moment. "Well, I'll just add this to my study. You'll let me know if you hear from this cousin of yours?" Not waiting for an answer, she hopped off the couch and began packing her bag, "Good. Northman if there's nothing else I'd like to get that sample out of storage and run my tests. I'll send you my bill as usual. Miss Stackhouse, please call my office tomorrow and schedule a time for me to see your niece and grandmother, the sooner the better." She handed Sookie her card. "Daemon, you'll heal. I suggest in the future you be wary of who you piss off. Mr. Shannon, a few more aspirin and a good night's sleep should put you to rights again as well as the humans in the club. As for the other vampires, they should awake normally depending on age come nightfall. It's my belief that the younger ones will awaken first and the older ones may take all night. I would suggest securing them accordingly unless you want a blood bath on your hands. They're going to be hungry and mad when they reanimate. Now, if that's all, I'll be going. Northman you know my number if there's a problem."

Eric nodded and with that the miniature doctor left the office. They didn't even hear the back door open.

Back in the kitchen…..

Ludwig had given Sookie quite a bit to contemplate. After she finished cleaning her dishes following her meal, she went back to Eric's room to get ready for her day. She called Bull beforehand so that he could be on his way to retrieve her. He'd left with his uncle soon after Ludwig did last night. The daemon had the grace and humility to apologize for his error in judgment. Other than that there really wasn't much to say, unless you count Eric reminding the lawyer about client privilege. Bull took his almost forgotten copy of the contract and signed it in front of all three of them stating that he read it and he had no problems with it. He even suggested that he sign a supernatural gag order. Eric thought that was a wonderful idea and told Cataliades to print off one for himself and Ludwig also.

After they left, it was a matter of securing the vampires, and getting the vermin up, glamored and out. It took most of the night. There were only two vampires in attendance that night older than Eric, Thalia and a male by the name of Nicholas. The rest were all mostly under 100. A few were between 100 and 500. The majority were left in the basement. The few left were put in coffins and stored in Eric's office while the two eldest were taken to one of Eric's safe houses.

Sookie was eager to speak to Gran about the previous evenings many revelations, especially the letter and the content of the pouch. She hoped the letter wouldn't cause her too much distress. She remembered to call Ludwig's office and make the appointment for the late afternoon so that they could all be back at Eric's by dusk.

He's told her he was splurging and had a full night out for ALL his favorite ladies planned. They were to dress nicely but comfortably for a night of shopping and dining and a little extra. Sookie was excited. She didn't know what Eric had planned but it promised to be good.

OK This chapter was easier to get out then the last one but there is ALOT of exposition here so it took some fine tuning even after I got it back from my Beta. So any mistakes you see are mine. Also, there are obviously a few time skips in this chapter. For those of you just joining us, this is my chosen writing style, it's 'how I roll'. I'm pretty sure I have Adult ADD so this keeps it from getting monotonous for me. I like detail but some people just go over board with it. I also like to give the reader the freedom to fill-in-the-blanks, I think it's more interesting this way.

On another note, in reference to the 'vote' from above, I think I'm going to open a poll on my profile page (if I can figure out how, I got a B.A. it should be easy right?) that will let me see how all my lovely readers feel about the chapter length thus far. If you want them longer and thus less often or shorter, probably by half, but more frequent or if I should just leave it alone and not mess with a good thing. (Honestly this is just an excuse to play with the Poll option and see what it does.)

One last thing and I swear I'll shut up. To all my reviewers, I know I don't respond often but I really do love your comments, snarks, opinions, and hypothesis about what's going to happen next. I never realized how important that is to a writer before, especially since nobody in my real life reads what I write, you guys are my sounding boards. So please, keep it coming! To all my readers that don't review, I love you too! Honestly, I am you. I usually don't review unless I feel moved. Hopefully, I move you in some way and you might even let me know. But even if you don't THANKS to everyone who reads. For a first story, I think I'm doing pretty good.