Edited 2021

AN: I will make this one short. Thank you to all of you who reviewed the last chapter. As promised, this is an all Sookie chapter. Please remember to go vote in the poll. Read and Enjoy.

Chapter 5 Priceless Words

Sookie's Point of View

I love those days when you wake up early and realize that you don't have to do anything, so you don't feel bad about going back to sleep. This morning was fantastic. I slept till nine and then puttered around the house doing little things that needed to get done. After lunch, I sat down to return calls. I had left the note paid that Gran used next to the phone along with her stool. I hadn't used it yet, and I was kind of nervous about moving it. It was just another one of those things that signaled that she was truly gone. I called Jason. He was on his lunch break.

"Hey, Jase," I said when he answered the phone.

"Hey, Sook, you get my message?" He asked.

"Yeah, drop the shirt off when you can. I'll try to get it fixed by Friday if that will work for you." Answering his question.

"Oh, thanks. I'll stop by after work; maybe we could have dinner." He suggested in his hope that I would cook for him.

"That would be fine. What would you like? I need to go to the store anyway." I love Jason, even when he only visits to be feed or have something fixed.

"I wouldn't say no to Gran's chicken fried steak if you felt like it." He was obviously angling for it.

"I can do that. I will see you tonight, Jase." I say goodbye.

"Later, Sook" He hangs up. I guess I have plains for dinner now. I call Sid Matt back, and he asks if I can come into the office this afternoon. I agree and move on with my messages.

"Merlotte's Bar and Grill Sam speaking," Sam answers the phone.

"Hey, Sam, this is Sookie." I greet him.

"Hey Cher, what can I do for ya?" He asks, using his pet name for me.

"I was just returning your call. I'm sorry, but I can't do a shift on Saturday." I explain, hoping he won't be in a pinch.

"That's OK, Sookie. Listen, Cher, I got to go, but you drop by today if you can. I would love to see you." He says.

"I will see if I can. Bye Sam." I hang up.

Sam has always been a great boss and a good friend. He also has had a crush on me since I first started to work for him. It was one of the few things that I plucked out of his head the first day I met him. He was thinking about how nice I was and that I had the prettiest smile. His mind had been more complicated for me to read than most, but I had picked up that he was hiding something from me almost instantly. I found out about his furry time of the month when I asked him if he would be closing on the full moon a month into working for him. I had not thought about the moon cycle, only that I wondered if it would be him or Terry behind the bar at the end of the night. He had paled and then tried his hardest not to think about shifting. I did not ask him about it till the month after when the same sort of thing happened. He seemed kind of relieved to have someone else know. It was also when I told him about my own oddity.

I was about to call back the last person on my list Fintan when there was a knock on the door. I put my phone down and made my way to the front door. I could hear from his thoughts that it was Bobby. He took some getting used to, but Bobby was a nice older British man that worked very hard for Eric. His devotion to him was amazing to me. He had even surprised me with just how kind he was. I had dealt with others who worked for Eric, and all of them were stuck up self-absorbed people. Bobby was the first to treat me with respect.

I really hope she is home. Master Eric and Godric really wanted me to make sure that she got this. She is such a nice young lady. I must remember to ask her about her flower preferences. He thought, standing outside my front door.

"Hello, Bobby, do you have time for a cup of tea today?" I asked, opening the door to let him in.

"Hello to you, Miss Sookie. Sadly, I do not have the time today. I have two things for you. The first is from Master Eric with his thanks for last night." He said, handing me an envelope before he continued. "This is from Master Godric. He thought that you might enjoy reading them. There is a note inside as well. I am also meant to ask you what type of flowers are your favorite." He finished handing me a set of three old leather-bound books.

"Thank you, Bobby. Hmm, well, I like just about every kind of flower, but I have always been partial to daffodils and calla lilies. Are you sure you don't have time for tea?" I asked.

"No, I really must be off. Thank you for the offer, though. I have several errands to run for Master Eric still today. Have a good day." He said, turning to leave.

"You too, Bobby." I smiled, closing the door. I looked down at the books for the first time and was surprised to see I held first edition Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility in three volumes. Why would someone that I had only met the night before be sending me this rare of books? I reverently placed the books on my bedside table. I was almost afraid to open the top one to retrieve the note. Out of curiosity, I open the front cover to find a folded note on crisp white paper. I sat on the edge of my bed and unfolded the message.

Little One,

I enjoyed meeting you last night. Your enthusiasm for your studies was lovely to see. This is one of my favorite books. I hope you enjoy it.

Fondly Yours,

Godric

His penmanship was like a work of art. I suppose it was a byproduct of his long life. It made me smile that he was listening to my ramblings. It gave me an excuse to use the lovely stationary Gran had gotten me a few years ago. Thinking of Gran reminded me that I should get going to meet Sid Matt. I returned the note to the book and opened Eric's envelope. It was a personal check for $1250.00 and a small card that read.

Lover,

Thank you.

-E

The check was more than we had agreed upon, but I had learned that trying to argue with Eric on how much he thought my services were worth was pointless. I took the check out of the envelope and found a pen to sign the back. I would stop at the bank on the way to Sid Matt's office. I slipped the check into my purse and headed out the door, keys in hand. The drive to the bank was short. The girl behind the counter gave me the weirdest look when she saw the name on the check. I took a peck in her head to see why she gave me a look.

Didn't know you could be paid to be a fang banger. I wonder what she did. She thought, smiling at me as she typed away at her computer. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" She asked, looking up and handing me a receipt.

"No, that was it," I replied.

"Have a nice day." She said with a wave.

"You too." I left the bank and walked across the street to Sid Matt's office. His assistant was sitting at the front desk, answering the phone. She put a finger up and smiled at me to say one moment. I stood and waited for her to finish her call.

"How can I help you?" She asked, putting down the receiver.

"My name is Sookie Stackhouse, and Sid Matt called me yesterday to come in about my Gran's will," I answered.

"I will let him know you are here. Just wait over there." She pointed to a small waiting area that had three chairs and a table laden with old magazines. About five minutes after I was sitting waiting Sid Matt came out of his office.

"How are you doing today, Sookie?" He asked in greeting.

"I doing well," I said as I followed him back to his office.

"I wish we were seeing each other under better circumstances, but I have your Gran's will here. As you and your brother had been made aware previously. Upon her death, you became the owner of the house on Hummingbird, and your brother is the owner of your parent's house. Her will also states that you were both to receive half of her accounts. There is a safety deposit box with some jewelry she wanted you to have. Also, she wrote both of your letters. I already gave Jason his when I saw him last week. This one is yours." Sid Matt said, handing me an envelope with my name written on it in Gran's handwriting along with the key to the safety deposit box. I wanted to open it right then but thought better of it. I still needed to get groceries, and I did not want to explain to the cashier why I had been crying.

"Is there anything else?" I asked, looking back at him.

"Yes, there is. There was a trust fund set up in your name that was to be accessible on either your 25 birthday or when your grandmother passed." I sat there in shock. If Gran had had access to this thing, why had she not used it when we were growing up.

"How much, and does Jason have one?" I asked.

"That is why I wanted to see the two of you separately. To put it simply, no, there is just one for you. The amount is in this paperwork. When your Gran passed, you became a wealthy young lady." He answered quickly, handing me a folder.

"I don't understand. Why do I have one, and Jason doesn't?" This was just not making any sense.

"I have a second letter here for you that explains it." He said, handing me another envelope.

"If that's it, can I go? I need to think right now." I say, standing up.

"That is just fine, Sookie. If you have any questions, you can come in and see me, OK." He said, also standing up.

"OK," I say, still in shock heading back out to my car. I put both letters into my purse along with the folder and key and drive to Wal-Mart to pick up things for dinner. I am on autopilot the rest of the afternoon. When I get home, I put the groceries away and take out the letters. I sit down at the kitchen table to read. I open the one in Gran's handwriting first.

My Darling Sookie,

I am sorry that you are reading this. It means that I am no longer with you. I know that you are strong and will be handling everything just fine. I want to tell you that you were the most wonderful child a grandmother could ask for. I loved you with everything I had. You will always be my little princess, no matter how far we are from one another.

There are some things that I never told you about myself, and I hope that you will not think badly of me. I ask that you not share this with your brother, for I don't believe that he could handle it. Jason is not as special as you are. When I first married your grandfather, we were happy, but we started to grow apart after a while. I longed to have children, and unfortunately, he was not able to give me any. I hope that you can forgive me for this lie as your grandfather did. I had a long-term affair with a gentleman by the name of Fintan Brigant. He is your biological grandfather. I fell in love with him when I first met him. He found me one day when I was hanging out the laundry. He said that he was traveling through the area and asked me if I could give him a glass of water. I gave him much more than that, though, and your father was born nine months later. I saw him off and on for many years to come, and I conceived your aunt Lynda. His visits tapered off as I aged. The last time I saw him was when you were born. He wanted to claim you as part of his line. He wanted to do so because you have what is called the essential spark.

You see, my dear Fintan is a fairy. Fairies are magical beings that are part of the supernatural world. Fintan is a prince in his world, and that makes you a princess. You, my beautiful girl, are a fairy princess. Your full name is Susanna Adele Stackhouse of the house of Brigant. You have always wondered why you were different. Your gift is from a friend of Fintan's. He worked some magic so that if any of Fintan's line had the essential spark, they would be born with telepathy. As you know, you are the only one so far in the family to have this trait. I know that you have always looked at it as more of a curse, but my sweet girl, it is meant to protect you.

I am so sorry that I never told you any of this, but I hoped that I would make it to your 25th birthday. That is the year that you will start to mature in terms of a fairy. I cannot tell you all of what will happen because I don't know. Fintan said that he would send someone to watch over you, and when the time is right, he will get in contact with you. When you were born, he set up a trust fund in your name. I have never known how much is in it, but I know that he wanted to provide for you. I trust that you have gotten a letter from him as well. It will hopefully explain things that I cannot. I want you to remember that I love you, my darling Sookie. I also want you to trust Fintan. He is a good man and will protect you. Be safe and know that love is there. You just have to look.

Love you forever,

Gran

When I finished her letter, I was balling. I could not believe most of the things that she said in her letter. I was not ready to read the other one yet. That name was the name that left the last phone message yesterday. I wanted to pull Scarlett and think about it tomorrow. I mean, what could one day really mean in the grand scheme of things. I put both letters and the items away in Gran's roll top desk. I looked at the clock. Jason would be getting off soon, and I need to start working on dinner. I put my mind to work on that. I made a pie crust first so it could set in the fridge and then went about making the chicken fried steak Jason asked for. I am just about to pull the pie crust to bake with the pecan filling I have waiting when I hear a car pull up.