**** YAY! I got 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep! Thats a full night for me folks. Anyhoo, I have GOT to clean house now but I didn't want to leave you darlin's hanging until later tonight so I decided to go ahead and post a short chapter. This wass one of the most fun to write, and trust me, I have a lot more planned for Sookie as far as her new abilities and they will all have reasons. Hope you enjoy, make sure you review!

Chapter 46

Nothing And Everything Has Changed

I could feel Eric's arm dragging me up through the thick Louisiana mud. I worried momentarily that I might not be able to breathe because I could feel it caked inside my nostrils. Then I remembered that I didn't have that particular need anymore. Then I thought about how wonderful it would feel to swim underwater and never have to worry about coming up for air. What a totally random thought for an undead person like myself to be thinking at a moment like this.

My brain felt like a live wire and a heavy rock at the same time inside of my skull. I could feel the different parts of my brain activate as I used them to do various little tasks. Shrug a shoulder, twitch my nose, wiggle my little piggy toe. What was more unsettling is that I could feel that I was dead. Or rather undead. I can't describe it very well. When you're alive, you sometimes become aware of things like blinking, how your tongue feels against the roof of your mouth, when you can't get the seam of your sock to set right on your toes and it irritates you. When you're undead, you notice the absence of things like that. Well, at least I did. Another thing I was noticing was how amplified my hearing was. We weren't above ground yet but I could hear Pam and Chow debating whether I would still have my telepathy. I wondered that myself until I HEARD Chow thinking.

I hope Pam is finally out of this funk. I wonder if I need to tell Eric about that thing she did in Silsbee?

Well, that mystery was solved. Not only did I still have it, it seems to have been improved by the change. I was reading vampire minds loud and clear. I had only ever heard a glimpse or two of vampire thoughts before, and never with such clarity.

I guess the biggest thing was that even though I knew I was a vampire, I really didn't feel any different. I still felt like me inside. I wasn't starving and ready to rip out the first human throat I saw. And surprisingly, what I was really craving was another slice of Grace Pickering's Chocolate Chip Pecan Pie and a tall cold glass of 2% milk. That couldn't be normal.

I could feel that we were nearing the surface, the mud was thicker and wetter and I could feel the warm air. I was ready to get this black soil out of my nose and eyes and try out those two senses so I could see if they had improved as well. I didn't have to think about it, before I even knew what I was doing, I had grabbed Eric's arm and we blasted out of the mud like a rocket. I was glad to be out of the dirt, I began wiping my eyes and trying to dig the dirt out of my nose.

"Sookie, come down." It was Eric and I could hear the amusement in his voice coming from behind me. I couldn't see him or anything yet.

"What do you mean down?" I finally cleared my eyes and realized that I was eye level with the tree tops. "Holy SHIT!" I began kicking my legs, like that was going to do any good.

"You'll have to will yourself down, Sookie." Pam laughed. "Some vamps get all the cool abilities. I think I got the fucking shaft, personally.

"My, my, Pam, I never thought I'd hear you complain about getting any kind of shaft."

"Suck my dick, Chow."

I began to visualize myself slowly lowering to the ground and as I thought it, it began to happen. I felt relief as I neared the soft earth of the open field. Eric was by my side as soon as I touched down. His hands were on my face, searching for something, I wasn't sure what. I looked up at him and was awed at the sight before me. I finally had an inkling what he must have looked like in his human days and he had never been sexier to me. He was caked in mud, naked as the day he was born and his eyes were a most brilliant shade of blue shining out at me from behind the dirt. His hair was a crazy, muddy halo that gave him a wild, Tarzan look. Another one of those impulse things must have happened because I found myself on top of him, tearing into his neck and fondling his fun stick, which I might add was responding nicely to my attention. I didn't care who was watching and apparently, neither did he. I was just about to slide myself down onto him when I heard Pam's thoughts.

Well, I guess I was right. And then I felt her emotion, just like it was my own. She was experiencing unbelievable sadness and dejection. Eric grunted impatiently underneath me. I projected a thought to him only (how did I know how to do that?).

Not now, Eric. Something is very wrong with Pam. He nodded and groaned, dropping his head hard onto the ground. I feel your pain, lover.

I lifted myself up off of him and ran to Pam. I was saddened to see her jump away from me like she thought I might harm her.

"Aww Pam! I only wanted a hug!" She looked at me like I just told her that I was pregnant with her baby. "Seriously, I've missed you."

"Jesus H., Eric," she called to him over my shoulder, "You've created your own Bubba."

"What's a Bubba?" I had no clue what she was talking about.

"Nevermind, Sookie. We should get home. Pam, Chow, did you bring us clothing?"

"It's all in the back seat of your Corvette, master." I saw the keys leave her hand as she tried to toss them over my shoulder to Eric. My arm flashed out and snatched them out of the air. She smiled at my little feat, but the smile bothered me, it wasn't the same old Pam. Now I was worried.

"Yeah, sorry Eric, but I'm driving us home tonight. And I plan on doing it naked. It makes no sense to put clean clothes on over a dirty body." I smiled at Pam and Chow as I turned to walk past Eric to the Corvette. I paused at his side and tiptoed to whisper to him, "And you don't have a hair on your ass if you don't ride home naked to." Chow laughed out loud and thought to himself that I was just about the baddest fucking vampire chick he'd ever seen.

Cool! Chow thought I was a bad-ass!

But then I heard Eric's thoughts and they really set me on fire. I guess that's why it only took us 30 minutes to make the drive that normally took a little over an hour, even at Eric's usual breakneck pace. I smiled when I saw his hand grip the dash a couple of times when I accelerated into a curve or two. I knew what I was doing, I felt like I could negotiate this road with my eyes closed. While I was driving I felt like the car was a natural extension of my own body instead of a machine I was sitting inside, operating. I was laughing like a mental patient, the wind from the open windows whipping my hair and sending chunks of mud flying all over the inside of the car. I reached my hand over and grasped Eric firmly around the base of his cock. His immediate response was gratifying.

"Wow, now I wish I had let you drive instead. Cause right now, all I can think about is putting this in my mouth and making you scream my name while you come down my throat." Damn, I WAS a bad-ass!

"Sookie, when we get home, I am going to fuck you harder than you have ever even thought was possible. We'll see whom ends up screaming someone's name."

"I hope you're not making promises that you can't keep. You better fuck me so hard that I'm retarded afterwards. Fuck me like you're trying to break me. I promise you, you ain't ever experienced what I'm gonna to do you, lover."

Then I did something else without thinking about it, something I didn't even know could be done. I envisioned Eric feeling intense pleasure over every square inch of his body all at the same time. I pushed all my lust and desire into that one single thought and sent it out towards him in a wave. I laughed with delight when I saw his eyes widen and his hips thrust forward. He gripped the door handle and my leg simultaneously as he let out a hoarse yell. Then he came all over himself.

SCORE!!! Sookie, 1 Eric, 0.

Yeah, I'm thinking that little talent is going to come in mighty handy. Eric is thinking he may have bitten off more than he can chew. I'm thinking he might just be right about that.

Unlife. Is. Good.