An: I will make this quick. It still counts as Friday. I got it up before midnight. Thank you to ncmiss12 for the inspiration on the Bill situation. Read, Enjoy and Review.

Chapter 13 Into the Lion's Den

Eric's Point of View

I jumped at the chance to slip that ring on her finger. While it is not something that I would have picked for her it gave me the desired to replace it with one she deserved. I was impressed with her ability to keep her secret hidden. I hope that we can keep it that way. At Godric's order I steered Sookie to the steps. I can smell the tears forming in her eyes. I take her hand as we reach the landing. "Come the room is this way." I pull her along. I hear her breath catch when we step inside.

"This is really nice." She states as she approaches the bed running her fingers along the bedding.

"It pleases me to hear you say that little one." Godric says from the door way. He shuts the door behind him. "Little one was there anything else you heard while you were in the kitchen?" My master asks pulling her to a sofa on the far side of the room.

"No Barry shared everything. You know I have never met anyone else that can do what I can. Do you think he is part fairy like me?" Sookie gets a wistful look to her eyes.

"I don't believe so. He does not smell like you do. He reminds me more of a demon." I reply taking seat on the floor by her legs. I lean my head on her knee and breathe in.

"I didn't know there were demons what are they like?" Her wonder never ceases to amaze me.

"Little one I am afraid there is a lot in the world you don't know about. I would be more than happy to tell you about it but I think that we should figure out what you are going to say tomorrow. I also think we should find something for you to wear that is a bit more conservative." Godric says drawing her attention back to him.

Bill's Point of View

I had thought that glamoring Kevin to let me go would have solved my police issues but it seems that they were waiting for me to glamor someone. I was almost back to my resting place when I got distracted by the most delicious smell. Fairy. I deviate from my course and follow the scent. I was not prepared for a fairy to be standing a good distance from the two fanged idiots that had taken me in before. I lunged for the fairy but one of the one of the police threw a silver net on me. It is one thing to be taken in by them it is quite another to be hog tied and carried into Fangtasia. Pam and the new Asian bartended are waiting inside. "Look Chow they brought us a toy to play with." Pam giggled.

"It doesn't look like much of a toy to me." Chow growls from his perch.

"You can't fucking do this. I am working for the queen. She will hear about this and put all of you to the true death." I shout through my muzzle.

"Well Billy boy you didn't want to stay in human prison so we have taken over handling your case." She says handing the two in police garb a large sum of money. They dump me onto my stomach at her feet. "Oh and you just bet that tiny thing in pants you call a prick we can. You tried to kill two vampires and a fairy princess. That shit don't fly in this part of the state. And as for the queen I have a feeling she won't be queen much longer." She turns to the officers and smiles. "Thank you boys your sheriff appreciates it."

"My maker won't stand for this. She will come to my aid." I know whatever I say at this point will do nothing. I am screwed.

"Chow be a lamb and take him down stairs please." He uses his foot to roll me to the basement door. He then kicks me in the face and I tumble down the steps.

"What? You didn't say how I had to take him down. I didn't want to get any of him on me." Chow chuckles coldly as the door slams shuts.

Sookie's Point of View

The guys came up with a good back story for Barry and I to use. We talked for a few more hours before they decided that I needed to go to sleep. I spent the night in between the two of them again. I was starting to become accustom to falling asleep in their arms. I was surprised to see both of them still in bed with me when I woke. Eric was on his stomach with his face buried in my hair. Godric was on the other side of me with one of his arms draped around my waist. It was somewhat unsettling to notice that they did not move when they were … well dead for the day. I guess I will just have to get used to it. I wiggled out of Godric's grasp and made my way to take care of my human needs. Godric's bathroom was amazing. Much like his room it screams masculine. It is tiled in blue, gray and black. In the middle of the room is a huge copper soaking tube. To its left was a large built in cabinet full of bath salts, oils, and bubble baths. I started the water running and picked out a lovely smelling bubble bath that was a combination of milk and honey. I added it to the water and slipped in. I stayed in the bath soaking until the water turned cold. I got out finding the clothing that Eric surprised me by picking out the night before. He found me a lovely dark blue dress that reminded me of a something Gran might have worn. It had a high neckline and long skirt. He also found a white cardigan and simple blue pumps. While the outer clothing was demure, the underclothing he chose was anything but. I shook my head at this. I think it was his way of making sure that I would think about him while I was gone. I got dressed and curled my hair. I looked at the ring on my finger it felt strange to think I would have to pretend to be madly in love with a man I hardly knew. I guess it is a good think we can communicate with each other so well. I made my way down stairs to find Bobby pouring a cup of coffee.

"I didn't know you were here Bobby." I smile as I join him.

"Master Eric wanted to ensure you had a familiar here this morning. I am to make sure that you and Barry come out. If you are not out in a reasonable amount of time I am to call in reinforcements." He explained in a serious tone. "He also wanted me to make sure that you had something to eat." He motioned to a box of take out on the counter. I was about to thank him for coming when there was a knock at the front door. I ran to answer it. Standing behind the door was Barry. He had changed his style from the night before. Long gone was his designer jeans and t-shirt. In their place was warm chocolate brown suit. He looked good. A smile crossed over his lips.

"Thank you. I didn't think I could pull this off." He spoke silently. "I like your dress, but I think you are missing something." He handed me a small box.

"Oh Barry it's so pretty." I said out loud. In the box was a simple gold cross necklace.

"No I really did Stan said you needed to look perfect." He took the necklace and helped me put it on.

"So we need to get our story straight. I think I have a pretty good one but I want you to be a part of it you know so it is convincing." I lead him back into the kitchen. I returned to my coffee and breakfast burrito. While it was not my usual fare it was rather tasty. Barry and I talked for over an hour developing our story. We changed my name to Susie Michaels and his to Ben Johnson. We decided that we meet at school. It was realistic to the two of us. We also thought about why we wanted to come to the church. Our former pastor was a sympathizer and rumored to be gay. Barry really was a genius when it came to making up a fake background. We knew our story backward and forward by the time we were ready to leave. The "church" was holding a late afternoon service and lock in. We figured that we could go to the service and try to find exactly where they were holding Farrell. I knew that there was little we could do but I hoped we could find him and maybe just maybe we could get him out of there without them noticing. The fellowship parking lot was full of cars when we pulled up. There were several couples and parents with you children.

"You ready for this?" He asks taking my hand. In that instant everyone's minds became magnified. It was amazing. "Has it ever been this loud for you? It's like we are right next to them."

"No but this is good, now we know we can make things clearer by holding hands." I smile moving my hand to the door handle. Barry followed my lead and got out of the car we walked hand in hand up to the door. Together we zeroed in on the mind of the good pastor's wife greeting people at the door. Her kind words did not match what she was thinking. I could not fault her for that because it was rare to meet anyone that actually says what they are thinking. We join the line of people making their way in. We are almost to the door when Steven Newlin himself joined his wife. It was like God was handing us our answers on a silver platter.

"I wonder if Gabe is back from the cell." He could not have been clearer. I could see just how to get down to where they were holding Farrell. I could also see that they had been slowly torturing him. I schooled my face we were next in line. "Welcome Bother and Sister. I want to welcome you to our congregation." We smiled and made our way in.

"Thank you." Barry said shaking Newlin's hand.

"You are most welcome it is always refreshing to see new faces." Sarah smiled at me. "I just love her ring." I almost thanked her but Barry stopped me.

"We are happy to be around like mined individuals. Sadly we had to leave our last church the minister was a sympathizer." Barry whispered the last part.

"Well we are glad to have you. I am Steve and this is my wife Sarah."

"Nice to meet you Reverend Newlin, I'm Ben and this is my fiancé Susie." We figured having Barry take the lead when talking to them would be better.

"I think I can get to him. I am going to wait until he is into his sermon. I will make like I am going to the bathroom and then I'll sneak off and find him." I tell Barry.

"No Sookie we need to stick together. You can pretend to feel sick and I will go with you to the bathroom. They won't think anything of a guy waiting for his sick fiancé. Please Sookie I don't think it is safe to split up." He begged me. I conceded to his point it would not be good if I got caught. We sat at the back to make it easier to sneak out. I could not believe the amount of hate coming from the people in this room. They all seemed to blame vampires for every little thing that had gone wrong in their lives.