A/N: Thanks again to everyone who favorited/followed/reviewed, especially those who took the time to review. So this is double the length of what a usual chapter is for me I did try to split it into two chapters but I really couldn't find any place that left two whole chapters intact in my mind. Also the rating changed this chapter, I'm not sure if M was necessary at this point this chapter is probably just at T but since that's where were headed I figured I might as well do it the transition from the last chapter isn't too horrible, but I hope you guys really enjoy this chapter! (Sorry for the long A/N.)

Coming Home

It's ten years later when he finds himself back in Bon Temps, this time he doesn't stick to the shadows or makes sure to rent a hotel room a good forty minutes away. No this time he finds himself a room he knows is only two minutes away, with vamp speed, he even makes sure to make small talk with the old man manning the lobby.

"Never been to Bon Temps huh?" The Louisiana accent is strong and after so many years of traveling in the North it gives him a jolt of realization of where he finally is.

"No siree!" He's sure to give him a disarming smile as he looks up from the forms he's filing. He looks back down making sure to put Ben Flynn and not one of his many other pseudonyms, he plans to stay here for a while so he wants to make sure his cover is perfect. "Do you mind if I trouble you for a moment? I just wanted to know if there was any place to get some good food and a cold beer around here."

"No trouble boy, there's this new place Merlottes…. Well it's really the only place." The old man finishes with a laugh that shows just how many teeth he's missing.

"Well thanks for the help, have a good day." He grabs his key, his metal key, only in Bon Temps can you not get a electronic key card in 2001, and walks out with a nod of his head to the man.

So this is Merlotte's, his sources had told him that Sookie had just started a job there as a waitress. He knew the basics of what her life had become: she had graduated high school, lived alone with her grandmother, and was now working full time. Though he refused to see her after leaving, he had kept an eye on her from afar investing in private eyes that he knew could watch her without rousing too much suspicion from the small town.

The bar was nice for such a small town the owner had obviously invested a lot in the place. He didn't particularly like the fact that Sookie worked here, it must mean long hours on her feet, still he was quit proud she managed to work in place where she interacted with people on the daily. He had debated on going inside and sitting down but he didn't want too much attention drawn on them if she did recognize him, after all he was new in town.

So he waited, it had been a decade a couple of hours wouldn't do any more harm. It's not until after midnight when she comes out after the stragglers had been kicked out and the lights turned off.

"Sure you don't want any company cher?"

"It's fine Sam I'm parked just right out, see you tomorrow." Before the man inside can reply she's shutting the front door behind her and heading to her little yellow car. She's so… lovely. She's beautiful and her smell is so divine, he's just at the edge of the woods and she's still too far to see him, but her smell envelopes him 's in some tight black shorts and white shirt that just hugs all her curves perfectly. He's so struck with what she's become that all too soon he hears the rev of her engine come to life and she's pulling out of the dirt parking lot.

He takes a moment to steady himself, her scent is all over and he just wants to grab her and bite into her but then he remembers those long tan legs that seem to go on forever and the only thing he can imagine is how good they would look wrapped around him.

He rushes out and pins her against her small car.

"Ah!" Her gasp comes out in shock but he can't help but grip her tighter, her small hands push at him but then she looks at him. "Ben?" And then she just melts into his body her legs wrap around his waist and somehow all her shirts ripped, and he's kissing her everywhere….

He visibly shakes because he thought she would still seem too young for him or that he wouldn't be able to see her sexually because of how he had seen her so long ago. But he shouldn't have worried, she was perfect, she was his intended and his body knew it and so did his heart. He rushes off into the night dodging trees and jumping over logs and soon enough he finds himself back to her white farm house. It's starting to look it's age. He doesn't have much time to contemplate the cosmetics of the house before he can see her car rumble up to the front of the house. He lets her get out of the car and close it behind her before he makes his move.

"Sookie?" He's nervous. She's turning to face him and he wonders will she recognize me? Will she hate me? Will my looks please her? It only takes her half a second to turn but his mind is a mess. When she does face him her face clouds with confusion, before her eyes widen.

"Ben!" He had been sure to position himself far enough away as to not register as a threat. He had a speech prepared. Sort of. Something along the lines of don't hate me, don't hate me, please don't hate me! It had been a work in he shouldn't have worried so much because she flings herself into him the moment she recognizes him. He's shocked but soon enough he wraps his arms around her too, and her scent is all over him and her arms hug him like he's just come from war and he knows he's home. "You came back!" She says as she pulls herself slightly away, but his arms refuse to let go so she stays put.

"I promised you didn't I." He smiles at her and she smiles back and he wonders if it really is this easy. But then her common sense seems to kick in and he finds himself forced to let go of her as she steps back.

"You're… you look… the same." She tilts her head as if his appearance is all in her mind.

"I… yes, we have a lot to talk about." He's not going to lie to her or come up with some weird cover story that will only lead to heartbreak later, she's his intended and deserves to know the truth.

"I guess we do."

She leads him into her house and soon he finds himself waiting on the couch while she goes to fix them some lemonade.

"Um.. My Gran's sleeping so if you could not be too loud." She blushes as if she's embarrassed to ask this of him. She walks over and hands him a glass and though she's careful not let her hand linger near his he can feel the spark.

"Of course, how is she?"

"She's good, actually I think she's more active than I am, she's usually at her meetings while I'm at… home." She blushes even more at that.

"That's good." Awkward. She sits primly in an armchair while he sits on the couch. "I… guess I should start."

"I think that would be for the best."

"My name's not Ben, it's Warlow."

"Warlow?"

"Yes, and Sookie when I told you we were special, I wasn't lying this gift isn't just some genetic anomaly, we aren't human. Well you're not completely human." He didn't want to spill it all out without any elegance on the matter, too late now.

"What am I?" She studies her hands as if she expects tentacles to suddenly burst through her skin.

"You're part Fae or well fairy."

"I'm a fucking fairy!" She burst out and as soon as possible she covers her mouth and looks up as if her grandmother will reproach her in her sleep.

"Only a small part, you're what we call a Halfling. At some point one of your ancestors mated with a Fae and so now there is Fae in your blood."

"Is Jason a fairy too then?"

"No the gene isn't always active so though it's been passed down the Stackhouse line not every Stackhouse would exhibit any powers."

"How do you know it's from the Stackhouse's?" She looks at him curiously, already he had said too much, this is why a lie would only last so long.

"Sookie I knew one of your ancestors his name was John William Stackhouse and he promised you to me." He thinks about bringing out the contract it's in his back pocket, but the language is old and would be meaningless to her.

"Promised me to you?" She gets up and starts pacing, her mouth forms the words and already he can see the distaste around them.

"It's like… you are my intended, we are betrothed." He knows that arranged marriages aren't something done now a days, still he didn't think she would be so put off by the idea. "It wasn't so abnormal for the time." Honestly he had thought one of John's children would bear a female Fae, after all their Fae blood was royal he had not counted on it taking so long.

"Whoa, hold on there Ben… Warlow… whatever I can't marry you! I just, you just came back you can't expect me to fall at your feet and say I do." Her tone is harsh and it breaks his heart a little. She didn't want him?

"Of course not Sookie, I have been waiting centuries for you and I…" She had to see how much they needed each other.

"And you found me and you left." Her voice is cold and it's just as effective as driving a stake through his heart.

"You were a young girl." I wanted to stay but it wouldn't have been right.

"You were the only normal thing in my life." He doesn't know how to respond to that, he didn't want to harm her. He had hoped his interference had only been positive in her mind.

"I didn't want you growing up and thinking that you had no choice." He doesn't even realize when or how but he finds himself standing next to her. He wants to reach out to her but her stance is too defensive for him to even try.

"Choice?"

"What if I stayed where would we be now would you care for me? Would you feel trapped? Like I had swooped in while you were innocent and gave you no choice but to return my affections?"

"I don't know, but I wouldn't have felt so alone all this time. You came here and you showed me that I wasn't alone and everything felt safe and happy and then you just left."

"I'm sorry but I had to."

"Everyone just thought it went away and I just pretended it did, even Gran thought I was 'cured' and they were all so happy, like it had been some horrible disability for them to deal with. Like there had been other people voices in their head." She rubs her head like it hurts too much. She lowers her voice as if she's just realized how loud she had gotten, "But I thought: it's okay, because Ben said I was special, and he's just like me and he'll come back and it won't feel like I'm just lying to everyone." Her eyes are moist and he longs to hold her and comfort her. He wants to take all her pain away but he doubts she would let him, not yet at least.

"I didn't want to leave."

"But you did." She flops back into the armchair like she's just run a marathon. "Can you just.. Come back tomorrow during the day Gran has one of her meetings we can talk more then. It's just too much right now."

"Of course I'll come around later in the morning let you get some sleep."

"Thanks." She smiles sarcastically, and he lets himself out. It had not been his dream reunion but it had gone alright. She didn't scream and run away and she was open to listening to him. You'll love me Sookie, I know you will. We're meant to be. He forces himself to head back to his hotel room, she needed space so he was going to give it to her.

He pulls on his green button down shirt hoping he's blending in well not only to this time but the small town. He's never worried so much on his appearance but he had found himself shaving, styling his hair, and taking a long time to decide on his shirt that morning. He wanted Sookie to find him pleasing, she was perfect and he just hoped she wasn't repulsed by him. He knew she was still younger than him, that he was discernibly in his late twenties while she was only in her late teens, still he would try his hardest to please her.

He knocks on the door wishing they had set a more precise time and that the flowers aren't too soon. He hoped they said something like I'm sorry, are you sure you don't want to be my wife? Okay he would settle on them just making her smile.

"You're back." She opens the door and eyes him up and down.

"I told you I would be."

"I wasn't sure if I would have to wait another ten years for that to be true." The jab hurts. But still she turns around and leads him inside.

"Sookie, I…"

"I know, I know I just couldn't help myself okay." She smiles a little and he takes time to take in her appearance though she may have been doubtful of his visit she obviously prepared herself for it. The white modest dress cinches at her waist while flowing around her hips while a bright yellow cardigan covers her shoulders. Her hair is down a sharp contrast to the tight pony tail she had worn it in yesterday.

"I hope you like the flowers."

"They're beautiful." She reaches out to grab them and the bit of silver hanging off her wrist catches his eye. He finds his fingers wrapped around it a second later.

"You kept it."

"Oh um yes kind of." She doesn't snatch her hand back but he can feel the anxiety roll off of her in waves. But she's pulling on her hair and her blood is pumping overtime and even if she's not aware of it she's leaning towards him. Her body doesn't seem to mind his touch. "The bracelet is a different one the old one stopped fitting right, after a while, but the charms are the same."

"I'm glad."

"It just let me know you were real." She takes her wrist back and the flowers. "Let's sit over here want some sweet tea.?" She leads him back to the couch.

"Sure that sounds great."

"Tell me everything, I don't want to be left in the dark anymore. I think I deserve it." She sits in the arm chair once again her face set in fierce determination. Everything I could never tell you I will now. There should be no secrets between us.

"You do. Remember all those stories I told you."

"About fairies and vampires?"

"Yeah. Well they're true."

"Well I get that I'm a fairy and you're a fairy… what the fuck I'm going to stop aging too now?" She asks worried as if the thought has just crossed her mind.

"No, I mean not now you're brain is still developing but after it's done you'll slow down, not stop completely. It wouldn't be that noticeable." He actually hadn't thought about that properly since he figured as soon as she looked age appropriate for him he would simply turn her.

"Why are you the same?"

"I'm not just a fairy, if I was by now I'd look more like your grandmother."

"What else are you?"

"I'm a vampire, well half vampire." There the worst part of all this, the worst part of me.

"But... How are you here it's daytime what about the goop and the bleeds?" She waves her arms around as if she expects him to dive for cover suddenly.

"Since I'm half fairy none of that affects me I'm different. The process… I came out wrong I guess. Fairies usually don't become vampires their blood is too good no vampire can resist draining them once they get a hold of them."

"How did you survive?"

"My maker was the first vampire ever, Lilith, she thought herself god or something, she created me she had enough resistance, lucky me."

"Do I smell good too?" She sniffs at her hair as if she'll find some new scent there.

"Yes, but I'm not.. I won't hurt you. I would never hurt you." He didn't know what else to say, he hoped she would never be afraid of him because of what he was.

"I'm not worried about that you could have eaten me a long time ago." She waves off his concern as if he was being foolish for even bringing it up. Sookie how can you trust me so easily? Her trust in him humbled him, no one will hurt you as long as I can help it. "Would another vampire eat me." Her musings brought him out of his own.

"They'd have no mercy, they wouldn't understand what you were, you're not pure Fae so you don't smell as strongly but it is strong enough that you smell so much better than a human." They'd bathe in your blood and dance in the sun.

"Lucky me." She smiled slightly as if they were on inside joke, and he couldn't help but return it with a wider grin. "So what do I call you? Ben or Warlow?"

"Ben if you prefer it." Whatever makes you comfortable. He assumed that would be the name she would always call him after all that was who she met.

"What do you prefer?" Her sincerity caught him off guard, she was being so kind to him.

"Warlow I suppose no ones called me that in a long time. But it's not safe, it's a name you shouldn't speak in front of others."

"Can I call you Warlow when it's just us?" He couldn't help but smile at that, just us? Honestly she could call him anything as long as she didn't object to having him around.

"Yes when it's just us you can call me by my true name."

"What's wrong with Warlow I mean it's an odd name then again I shouldn't really judge it on that."

"Lilith was the first vampire ever and I am her only surviving progeny, I was also the one to kill her. Naturally you make enemies when you kill a specie's leader."

"You killed her?" Her tone was laced with incredulousness, oh Sookie how disappointed you will be when you figure out what a monster I am. His whole body filled with agony, how much will you hate me?

"I was a full Fae Sookie, everything was sunshine and honor and life. She took everything from me my family and my friends, she made me into a monster. She had to pay."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I was so sad for a long time so alone, other Fairies shunned me hated me for what I was. I tried to go back a few years after I was turned and I killed them all, they just smelled so good." He remembers clearly the blood pouring down his throat soothing his hunger and the dust that coated his fingers as he moved on to the next victim. Some part of him chastised him and tried to stop him but everything was too good, the smells, the screams, the blood. The darkness took over and it felt powerful. He's shaking as he remembers the bodies of all those he loved swirling in the air, he doesn't even notice when she gets up from her chair and sits next to him. She places a hand on his back and though he knows he shouldn't let her, her comfort is too welcoming and soon he finds his head placed on her lap as she runs her hand up and down his back.

"Shh… Warlow." She was comforting him, when he wasn't even sure if he deserved her touch. Still he was too selfish of a creature to move away when she wasn't pushing him off. "It's okay I know what it's like to be alone, but I guess I mean were not really alone anymore are we?" The fear in her voice brought him back, she needed him to comfort her too.

"No Sookie, I don't ever want you to feel alone again." He pulls away only to pull her against his chest, she doesn't resist and soon he hears her sobbing.

"Just don't leave, please don't go." She's clutching his shirt and her heart beats erratically and her salty tears fill the air with pain, but he's just happy they have each other.

"Sookie, we were meant to find each other nothing can make me leave your side now." He smoothes her hair down and doesn't let up until he can hear her heart beat slow down and her sobs subside. He won't leave her, no matter what he's determined to spend his life with her.

A/N: Feel free to ask me questions if something is really confusing or about anything, I usually respond within a day unless it's the weekend, I will answer as best I can without giving anything important away. Please review and tell me what you think!