AN: Sorry it took me a few days. Real life got in the way. I had an interview that while I am hopeful I don't think will go anywhere. I applied for insurance and got a lovely letter telling me that they will not insure me because I preexisting conditions. Who know that asthma, allergies and eczema were reasons to deny coverage. I am hoping that I can get this figured out soon. Oh and I start summer classes on the 3rd. While I have graduated I still have to take 3 classes as a non-degree graduate student to finish my reading endorsement. So I have been getting ready to go back to class. Anyway in the midst of all this I wrote a chapter. Thanks to everyone that wrote a review it helped to keep me motivated. Let me know what you think. Read, Enjoy and Review.
Chapter 15 Destruction, Delusions and Diagnoses
Sookie's Point of View
The chaos that ensued after the rapid fire die off was terrifying. Bodies were strewn everywhere. Walls were demolished and smoking. Someone was screaming in a haunted voice. I soon realized it was me. My leg felt like it exploded. I was rapidly losing blood from a gunshot to my upper thigh. Farrell's face turned for concern to hunger to rage. He was off me in an instant racing out the door. All I could think is that I was going to bleed out on the floor. I tried to hear Barry but I could not feel him he must have been knocked out. I hoped he was alright.
Eric was nowhere to be seen and it appeared that Godric had taken several bullets trying to get to me. He was two feet to my left groaning. This was not going to be the end, it just couldn't. I tried dragged myself over to him. "Little one don't move I will come to you." He ordered. He slowly stood and came to where I was laying. I watched in amazement as little silver bullets pushed their way out of his skin. I must have looked worse than I thought. He had bloody tears streaming down his face when he gazed down on me. He kneeled down next to me lightly stroking my face with one hand while the other put pressure on my leg. "Sookie I am going to have to suck the bullet out, but I need you to take my blood first." His voice was quiet. He bit into his writs and held it to my lips. I sucked until the wound closed. He moved his face down to my leg. It was really one of the weirdest and painful sensations I had ever felt. There was a sickening pop when the bullet came out. I passed out soon after.
Hadley's Point of View
I can't believe it I was free. I had been stuck in that gilded cage far too long. I was slowly losing myself to that horrible monster of a woman. At the beginning I was too stoned to care what was happening. I had gone from smoking weed to shooting up all in hopes to numb myself to the reality of my childhood. Sookie was spared the abuse of Bartlet but I had to put up with years of his twisted idea of love. Sophie kept me in an almost consent state of intoxication. She would play with me when she got bored or offer me to other vampires at court. I was no more than a living doll that she liked to feed and fuck. Seeing her without teeth was priceless. I'll bet she is wetting herself trying to find me. I run like my life depends on it which in this case it does. I run until I get to the interstate. I get a ride from a trucker heading north. She tells me about her life as we drive to freedom. I get lost in the sounds of her voice and the steady hum of the motor.
Pam's Point of View
You would think torturing Compton would have been fun but no. I think the little shit liked it. I mean who gets a hard on when someone is slowly carving off their skin. Normally they would be screaming for mercy by now, just wishing for the end. "I don't think this is working." Chow stated the obvious from the corner.
"No Shit! Do you have a better idea?" I snarled putting down my knife.
"Yes I do." He said walking to the table we had Compton strapped to. He picked up a large blade making one quick swipe. Compton howled in pain. Finally we were getting somewhere. In another flash Chow was presenting me with what was left of Compton's bits. "Look it is almost as big as my pinky."
"Don't give him too much credit it much more proportionate with you big toe." I watched as Chow continued to remove pieces for the next hour. It was almost as good as doing it myself. A strange smile spread over Compton's face as the building shakes. I zoomed up the stair to see what the fuck was going on. Really he had to call in him mama. He just went and made me night. Lorena had a reputation for being bat shit crazy. I mean who in their right mind would turn Compton. Had she really driven a Porsche Boxster into the building? Well that was a waist of car. On the bright side this gives me an excuse to change the décor of the club and I won't have to open the club while Eric is away. I wonder if Eric will let me pick the colors this time.
"RELEASE MY PROGENY!" She shrieked disentangling herself from the car fangs down.
"Tough titty little kitty, there is not a snowballs chance in hell that is going to happen. However I can arrange for you to join him." I smirk at her. She rushes at me jumping off the ground and right into a spray of silver issuing from Ginger's can of mace. She may be dumb as a box of rocks but she is loyal as they come. Lorena falls to the floor in agony. I quickly subdue her and take her to be with her child. It is the only right thing to do. I chain her to the wall across from Compton.
"You have no right to do this. I have done nothing to deserve this. I demand you release the both of us at once." She whines.
"Well I beg to differ. Let's see you crashed a lovely car into the side of my business. You didn't even introduce yourself. You know that is very rude. I am Pamela Ravenscroft and this is my associate Chow. And as for your child well he tried to kill my master and his lover. His life truly is forfeit." I giggle at the look in her eyes. Just when I was getting bored Compton found a way to entertain me.
Godric's Point of View
When the first shots rang out, all I could think was I had to get to her. I ran to get to her but was impeded by the barrage of bullets. I took eight to the chest and nine more to the back. In my haste to get to her I tripped over a bullet riddled body seeping blood into the white carpet below. I growled in frustration. My little angel was trying to get to me I had to stop her she was losing too much blood. I was worried that someone else would get to her first. "Little one don't move." I could not lose her now that I had finally found her. There was only one thing I could do I had to get the bullet out of her leg. I put pressure on her leg to stem the flow and stroked her check. "Sookie I am going to have to suck the bullet out, but I need you to take my blood first." My little fairy did not put up a fight at all she drank down my blood quickly and allowed me to me suck out the offending object. It burns my tongue when it dislodges from her leg. She passed out from the pain. I have stopped the blood but I worry how much she has lost. My little love has been through too much today and it is my fault for bringing her into it. I look at the destruction that has decimated the house. It is obviously it will not habitable for the foreseeable future. Eric and a rather rosy Farrell walk back into the room through what is left of the wall. Stan is in the corner with his unconscious telepath closing his phone. I stoop and easily lift my little one into my arms.
"It is not safe to stay here. Find shelter elsewhere. I suggest the Hotel Camilla they have been notified of the situation. We will talk later." Stan ordered leaving with a comatose Barry slumped over his shoulder.
"Farrell, release Isobel and have her help you collect everyone. Eric and I will meet you at the hotel in due course." I issue my own order. I fly over what was left of the front stairs up to my resting place. I place her on the bed and round up some clothing for us. "Eric call Bobby, have him pack up the rest of my belongings here and deliver them to the house in Shreveport."
"Does this mean you are leaving your post in Dallas?" He questioned hopefully.
"I don't want to waste my time here if I can spend it with her elsewhere." I trace my hand down the painting of my lover.
"I would be glad to have you. As I am sure so would she. Let's go, I would rather Sookie not wake alone if we can help it. I also think we should call Dr. Ludwig in to look at her just in case." I nodding in agreement and toss him a bag of clothing. I wrap Sookie in the bedding and cradle her in my arms. We exit through what was left of the wrecked wall and take to the sky. We land a block from the entrance. I make my way to the front desk ignoring the strange looks we are receiving. I do suppose that two blood and dirt covered vampires carrying a sleeping girl might appear suspicious.
"Ccc…can I help you?" Stutters the night manager.
"Yes we need a room." I smile. He quickly types away at his computer and hands me a set of keys.
"Your rrrooom is number 421. Iiss there anything elssse I can do for you." He stammers again.
"No." Eric and I turn to the bank of elevators. We find our room and get Sookie situated. With an audible pop Dr. Ludwig makes her entrance.
"This better be important Northman. I am needed elsewhere." She barks setting down her bag.
"Our lover was shot this evening. Godric stopped the bleeding and sucked out the bullet. She lost a lot of blood. I want to know she will recover." Eric explains.
"Well, let me look at her." She makes her way over to Sookie. Eric and I inadvertently growl when her hand makes contact with our little ones skin. "I suggest you move to the other side of the room if you are going to make noise every time I touch her." Neither of us moves. She takes her time checking her vitals. "Always feeding your pets blood." She shakes her head stopping for a moment and reaches into her bag. She pulls out several vials of glowing liquid. "She will recover nonetheless, I do not want either of you to drink from her for several days. Also she needs to drink one of these with each meal. Are you aware the girl is fae?" She questions.
"We are aware. When will she wake?" Eric answers.
"I expect sometime tomorrow evening. Her body needs time to recover. I will warn you that she is on the precipice of maturity. These may push her over the edge. I want you to call me when you start to see changes." She hands Eric the vials and closes her bag. "I will send you my bill." She pops out of the room.
Claude's Point of View
Helping to capture my little cousin's stocker was far more entertaining than I had imagined. It was better than my time at court at any rate. I meet Sookie's intended at court. He is a pretty one too bad he plays for the other team. But I can fantasize all I want. It's laughable the shit grandfather is trying to pull. He seems to think if he can secure the help of the other fae he can scare Breandan into backing down. I know this won't happen. Breandan is too much like Niall in that respect. They will fight to the end even if it means the destruction of our race. Uncle is going to be pissed, but how am I supposed to protect her when she is surrounded by vampires. I mean really what does he want me to do pop in while everyone is damaged and bleeding. That would go over so well. All I need is to be attacked by the vampire population of Dallas. I will have to wait until sun rise to check on her again. I pop back to my dressing rooms at Hooligans. I only had a few minutes to check on Sookie in between sets. I quickly change into my next outfit and make my way to the stage. I pass our most recent recruit Quinn. I have to wonder why a successful businessman wants to become a stripper. Then again I know just how much fun it is to be ogled. I hear the music change announcing my return to the stage. God I love this.