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Chapter 3

Sookie's Point Of View

As if things weren't crazy enough I now find myself face to face with my great-grandfather, in the era of the freaking Vikings, and standing next to a very human-looking Eric who doesn't seem to know who I am. Being in his arms before, feeling the warmth radiating from his skin was different from to what I was used to.

"Grand-daughter," he bows a little to me. This seems to piss off the Vikings. Who can blame them? I'm pretty pissed off myself.

"Excuse me but who are you and how did you get into my bed and privy chambers?" Eric asks, and uh-oh he's not happy. I recognize the tone in his voice.

"Forgive my rudeness Northman. I am Prince Niall; I have information on how my granddaughter got here."

"Oh do please enlighten me with this Niall," I say.

The sharp look my grandfather shoots me, tells me he is not impressed with my sarcastic tone or it is the small fact I called him Niall instead of grandfather.

"Wait a minute before we get into the serious stuff, you say you are a Prince. How come we've not heard of you Prince Niall?" Eric's brother asks, before my grandfather could get a word in.

I just look at my grandfather silently, waiting to see what answer he'd give the Vikings.

"I am from another realm. I come from my granddaughter, Sookie's time," he pauses.

"After I got wind of a time-traveling portal being left open or misplaced."

Forever the elusive and never straightforward answering Fairies. I interrupt him this time.

"Time-traveling portal?" I ask him.

Eric is standing so close that the heat radiating from his toned body makes it hard to focus solely on Niall and his answers.

"Yes," he says, looking directly at me. "Some of us with ancient blood discovered these portals long ago. I thought all of them were closed off. Like I had closed all the other portals off from my world and yours so we can no longer access your human world after the war."

I nod stiffening at the mention of the Fairy war.

"So how is it that you are here in this era, if all the portals are supposedly closed off to the human world; my world in the future?" I question.

"You are forgetting granddaughter that I am a Prince, the only remaining Prince and a very powerful one if you don't mind me saying so myself. You've seen first-hand the power I behold. You, my Princess, are a powerful being yourself if you let your two-natured inner self out of the box."

"Princess?" the two Viking brothers say, confused.

Niall turns to them.

"Yes, Sookie is my great-granddaughter and is the only remaining female in my family with the Brigant blood line. I will not tell you what I am as that is my secret to keep. Sookie will not tell you what she is either, as it is what I am to. It's for her safety as much as your own. There are dark creatures in this era too."

I catch Niall's glance and nod in understanding, glancing briefly at Eric, who'd clearly not missed our exchange.

"You still have not explained how Sookie ended up here, nor how you found your way into my privy and bed chambers," reminds Eric, not missing a beat, his eyes fixed on Niall and irritation clear in his voice.

"Viking, there is a lot of things I nor Sookie can explain or tell you, but what I can say is that she's been sent here for a reason. The time-traveling portal she had the misfortune of walking by sent her to this era, to you for a reason. You've been having the dreams yes?"

Both Eric's brother and I look at him.

"You've been having dreams too?" I blurt out, unable to stop myself.

Niall's Point of View

My eyebrows shot up at my granddaughter's outburst. I watch the exchange between the Viking King and Sookie with interest. I watch as the King of the Vikings looks at my granddaughter with surprise and a sudden intent curiosity.

Thankful that my granddaughter cannot hear my own thoughts; I am free to think freely without worrying about anything invading my most private place; my mind!

It was only supposed to be the Vampire or should I say, a very human Northman, than the one I was used to dealing with who was currently kicking up a massive storm regarding Sookie's disappearance when he woke up and couldn't feel her through their bond.

The dreams were only supposed to be linked to the human Northman. It was all part of the prophecy. The time-traveling portal was made especially and with delicate hands, for the task that was now playing out before me!

If things went according to plan, then everything would go smoothly. I can feel the electricity flowing between them as the Viking King moves to stand directly opposite Sookie. His face intent, his eyes searching hers and burning with unspoken questions and curiosity.

"I think we should leave them be Prince Niall of time-travel," the younger brother of the Viking says suddenly, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I don't respond immediately but watch as Sookie and Northman don't seem to hear a single word that was spoken; too focused on the other to care.

"No, we cannot leave them alone! Not now, at least," I spoke, glancing at the younger brother again, holding his gaze.

"I do not understand you nor your granddaughter being here or the meaning behind it. How does she know my brother's name?"

"Again, I cannot give you full details as it could change too much of the future and damage the prophecy and time-traveling portal that's been set."

"Why should we trust you?"

"We are wise and powerful men are we not?" the younger brother frowns at this.

"Yes, but what has our titles got to do with time-traveling or you both being here now?"

"Everything. I would not have lived as long as I have and through numerous wars if I did not keep my titles. You three are just going to have to trust me on this experience."

"Wars? As you've lived? How old are you exactly?" the young brother asks suspiciously.

"Old enough that I should technically be dead," I reply, not giving a straightforward answer and my tone shows I wouldn't be answering any more questions of his this evening and look back at my granddaughter and Northman.

The two had moved in close, like magnets. Northman holds her hands in his and they are very, very close. You can almost see the electricity rolling off of them and the heat bouncing between them. If he moved a little closer he'd be close enough to kiss her. I felt annoyed that I'd not been paying attention and my attentions had switched to the younger brother but it looked like things may be working out at a quicker pace than I originally thought.

Was Sookie more inclined to the human version of Northman or the Vampire one back home? The Vampire Northman in Sookie's era had been growling and hissing threats and war if they did not bring back his 'wife' from wherever they'd taken her and even he, Niall could see the pain in the infamous Viking Vampire's eyes.

They must have completed the blood-bond. I could smell Sookie all over Northman in more ways than one and one of those way's I'd wish I didn't know of due to her being my granddaughter as well as my dislike towards Vampires, though I tolerate them more than most of my kind do. Fairies tend to avoid Vampires like the plague, what with the whole wanting to drain them dry.

I clear my throat, gaining the other two's attention from their whispered, silent conversation. I notice how Northman doesn't let go of Sookie's hands but choose to ignore it and spoke to all three, making sure I had all of their attentions.

"Now, what I am about to tell you must stay strictly within this room and happen as the prophecy said."

Ah, another cliff-hanger. So what do you think this prophecy may be?