One Night – Part 1

One Night

One Night

Once home from the bar Eric Northman automatically headed straight to his shower. As financially pleasing as Fangtasia was, its accumulated stench was an entirely different story. Even when his “glaring from the throne” time was cut short as it had been tonight, the pong of desperation mixed with too many chemicals still clung. Mechanically proceeding to soap up, scrub down, and rinse off, he let his thoughts wander through the night’s unusual events.

For the first time in…he couldn’t remember how long, the evening’s traditional bout of deadly, generic boredom had been shot all to hell.

Thank. Fuck. Even if it had included yet another raid for the crime of being vampire…

At this stage of the clean-up he knew he would normally be fuming over the way money kept magically disappearing – for two cents he would suspect his accountant but that human had been glamoured to within an inch of his sanity so he highly doubted the man was capable of even stealing a pencil by now. That only left a scant handful of potential suspects and…his mental rant was interrupted by the memory of eyes that dared to directly meet and hold his own.

That was unusual in and of itself – that he thought of something different and that some young chit of a girl had dared to meet his gaze without flinching or fawning.

Vampires either feared him or were drawn to him, but either way they were innately wary of both his age and the power he naturally exuded. Same thing happened with Weres but with far less “lure” and far more “fear”, thanks be.

Humans were strange creatures. Most didn’t perhaps understand why they were both scared of and drawn to him, but they were and to an annoying degree.

Regardless, few dared to meet his gaze and actively hold it.

As he lathered then rinsed his hair, he considered that the girl didn’t seem to know much about vampires, though, which honestly should have made her even less likely to meet ones’ eyes since far too many of them knew about vampire glamour.

Damn publicity.

Among other things the way she’d held out her hand to Pam had proven a lack of intimate familiarity with his kind, but despite her nervous chatter she did seem to have a backbone when it came to those pictures.

Why is she going round shoving pictures of ugly women at vampires?   And why hasn’t fucking Compton filled her in on vampire etiquette, anyway? If she is supposedly “his” then that’s his fucking job. If you take on a human, you take on the job of educating them, damn it!

The fact she was on Compton’s arm said she was either stupid or naive, and Eric was pulling for the latter. Naive…he could work with naive.

As he toweled off, he caught himself almost grinning.

Compton actually thinks he can keep such a tasty little drop of sunshine that intriguing all to himself? Moron must be more mentally decomposed than I’d originally thought.

What his disease of a Maker saw in him was the question of the ages.

But…what’s he doing in my territory anyway? Isn’t he supposed to be kissing someone’s ass in the darling queen’s court now? Something must be going on…he was trying too hard to be sly tonight…

For some reason that he didn’t bother searching for, he suddenly decided to shave off the scruffy beard he’d been sporting for a while. He glared at his hair as it kept falling into his eyes, but there wasn’t much he could do about it at that moment.

After donning his tracksuit bottoms and his silk robe, he padded into his office, grabbed one of his burner phones, and sent a text to his most dependable ear at the brat-queen’s court. If anyone could find out what was going on, it’d be Rasul.

He noticed a waiting text from Pam on his regular phone and checked it as he wandered into the den, then settled before his unlit fireplace. The option of having a warm flickering fire when he wanted it was nice but it wasn’t cool enough yet to warrant one – one of the many benefits of Shreveport, Louisiana.

Bribed the bribeables and glam’d the humans, closed bar. Small fine, 2-night closure, blah blah blah. Taryn and her dinner weren’t caught but that bitch is going in a cage when I catch her. WTF was Blondie? Are there more where she came from? How did she know about the cops? I’m thirsty and I have her address – wanna split dinner?

Eric felt something in his chest tighten at the thought of Pam biting the Stackhouse girl…

Sookie Stackhouse…what a name… Had her mother been on drugs? Soo-kie…that sounds like a snotty Pomeranian dog with an overbite…she didn’t look in any way like a dog, though…not at all…a cat, maybe… She had, what had Pam said about one of her former felines? Cattitude. That would fit. Soo-kie…Sookie had plenty of cattitude for someone who looked and smelled so sweet…

He couldn’t help but wonder if she tasted as sweet as she smelled…plus, if he wasn’t mistaken and he knew he wasn’t, not with his perfected senses, she was virgin…

His fangs peeked out of the wicked smile that slowly crept across his lips.

It had been far longer than he cared to bother remembering since someone had last captured his attention so fully. He freely admitted that he had gotten both lazy and bored since setting up the all-you-care-to-eat buffet known as Fangtasia. Feed and fucks were a dime a dozen even if the drugs, communicable diseases, and pleather marred what should have been mediocre dinners…

He was so fucking bored – dangerously bored – but what could he expect with a constant diet of fast food, easy fucks, and bad music?

Of course that splash of sunshine in the pretty blonde bottle had attracted his attention…but now that she had it, what should he do about it?

In theory Compton had ‘claimed’ her, but she didn’t look – nor did she act or smell – like she belonged to the hairy cretin.

Virgin.

He’d bet Pam’s Chanel originals the Stackhouse girl had no real knowledge about vampire ways…much less how a vampire’s blood would affect her.

For some reason that whiff of Compton’s blood he’d detected in the girl grated on his nerves. It just felt…wrong. Something strange in his gut made him want to…

Well, this was his Area – he was the Sheriff and it was his responsibility to oversee the involvement of anyone caught up in vampire affairs.

And she’s definitely going to be caught up in my affairs…

Plus, if the girl truly was a precog or a telepath, she’d definitely be an asset… Even though he was highly skilled at glamouring anything out of anyone and thus didn’t actually need a mindreader, if she was a pregoc, that would be an entirely different story.  And even if she was a telepath, he needed to claim her first to prevent anyone else from doing so.

Fuck Compton and his irrelevant ass…and whatever he’s up to in my area.

He grabbed his phone.

No. Mine. Address, now.

As he waited for Pam’s reply, he remembered the telepath he’d briefly known so long ago, and it dawned on him that maybe Godric had known one or the other, too.

His Maker had been around next door to forever so it was entirely possible.

Hmm…it’s been too long since I last spoke with him. I wonder what the old man’s been up to…

For the first time that decade, Eric consciously opened the bond he shared with his Maker and felt…not much. While the lack of feeling wasn’t too worrisome – the old man had started keeping his emotional cards close to his chest after evolving from Death – he made a mental note to himself to check in with him far more often.

He and Godric had always respected each other’s privacy emotional and otherwise so he wasn’t worried when sometimes years would go by without contact, but the fact that there hadn’t been any phone calls, much less visits, in so long honestly was cause for concern.

Eric unexpectedly decided that it just might be time to drop in on his Maker. Maybe he’d take a bag of laundry… Wasn’t that what kids did when they went home on those “college breaks” the annoying frat boys droned on about far too loudly while working their way through watered-down drinks and flirting badly with the female vampires doing their floor-time?

Without knowing exactly why he did so, he went ahead and pinged Godric with a curiosity query through their bond and held himself still as he waited for a reply that was taking a little too long for comfort.

Finally his Maker sent a burst of what Eric could only describe as a too-vague but unusually weary response.

That was not…comforting. Although they hadn’t been in each other’s nightly lives in what he suddenly realized was far too long, Godric meant the world to him. From the night of his death, all that he had, all that he was, all that he could be was because of his Maker.

Seconds later Eric sent the ancient being a text asking for a room in his official Sheriff’s residence or in his true home for a week starting two nights hence.

Along with immediate acceptance that brought him a much stronger wave of curiosity and burst of surprise, and Eric smirked.

Teach that old dog to be weary.

With a lighter step he went to his desk, flicked on his PC, and quickly cleared his calendar. The upcoming agenda was technically heavy but the issues were light, so Pam should have no problems acting in his stead. She would be pissed, but she would get over it. Concern for his Maker overrode whatever she would complain about, but knowing Pam as he did, once she discovered that his visit concerned Godric…she would still complain but at least it would only be out of habit.

She was a brat, but she was a good brat.

Almost five minutes after he’d asked Pam for Sookie’s address his child texted back. Her reply, unusually brief with just the address made Eric grin. He could feel her irritated disappointment through their bond, but knew his spoiled progeny already had her own meals on heels put aside for the evening.

Not that he’d have shared with her anyway. His nights of catching prey for his child were long over and she was more than capable of luring in her own bloodbags. She had odd tastes in pets of both the human and animal variety but she treated them quite well, at least according to vampire standards.

He checked the clock, noted with surprise how unusually early it still was, and proceeded to dress in a blur. The raid had happened not too long after opening – bad for the night’s take, but good for everything else.

It had been a very long time since the thought of keeping a pet had even entered his mind. They were useful in past ages, certainly, but they could only be glamoured so many times before their brains were full of holes.

He felt the briefest flicker of pity for Ginger. The situation with her had never felt exactly fair. Maybe it was time to set her free with a wad of cash and a DayMinder so she could do whatever it was that brain-muddled screamers aspired to. The bar was doing far better than he’d expected even with the theft so it wasn’t as though they couldn’t hire another human to come in early and set everything up and do all the other crap she usually did…increasingly badly.

Memory of one of her screams ripped through his skull and he rolled his eyes.

It was definitely time to set Ginger free.

Now if there was only some way he could find out who was stealing…if this Sookie truly could read minds, maybe she would be useful in identifying the culprit?

If she became his asset, he could certainly ask her…if she truly could read minds.

At any rate he was convinced she couldn’t read vampires – the thoughts he’d been sending the chit while sitting right beside her should have at least made her blush if not throw up and run screaming from the building.

It was doubtful, however, that she would be of much use when it came to finding the thief.

Logically he suspected Long Shadow. No one else had the opportunity to steal that much from him except for Pam, and he knew she had his credit card numbers memorized. If she needed something substantial she would simply come to him anyway; it’s what she was supposed to do as his progeny and she well knew it.

Long Shadow had to be the thief – the problem was finding incontrovertible proof. He was living on borrowed “benefit of the doubt” time as it was simply because he wasn’t worth he fine he’d have to pay for killing his overdramatic ass without that proof.

And why was Sookie going on about those two pathetic fangbangers? What were they to her?

These mysteries, he decided, needed to be solved.

He checked the route to…Bon Temps?

People actually lived there? I thought it was full of shifters and inbred Werefolk…no, that was Hot Spot…Hot Shot…something…

…and chose to fly rather than drive. It was a beautiful night and flying straight-line was markedly faster.

Hotshot…that’s it…

Once he reached the area he did a couple fly-bys over her old run-down home and its adjacent outbuildings and included the abandoned-looking house nearby in his narrowing sweeps. The old abandoned structure smelled vaguely familiar but he was by far more drawn to the Stackhouse residence. For some reason her area smelled sweeter than he would have expected considering the omnipresent stench of decay common in the state.

When he saw the condition of her driveway, he congratulated himself on not risking his ‘vette. Driving over that mess would have required a realignment and probably a paint job.

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INTERMISSION

We’re at the more/less half-way point, so go pee and grab a coffee, toss the laundry in the dryer, grab a snack, um, poke anyone who’s snoring but wait until you’re finished reading before dropping any large, echo-y pots/pans, turn off the stove you forgot was on (or is that just me?)…

END INTERMISSION

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Although there were numerous scents on the property, there were only two heartbeats in the house – Sookie, and a much older woman judging by the scent, presumably a relative…possibly a grandmother? He drifted closer to better overhear the conversation taking place in among the clattering of what sounded like plates and cutlery.

Time for some recon…

“…all over town by now that they suspect Jason of killin’ them both because he’d been involved with them both…like that counts for anything considering he’s been involved with about ninety percent of the woman in the parish at some time or another. Stupid Andy Bellefleur all but dragged him out of Dawn’s place in handcuffs and shoved him in the police car then shut the door and made him sit in there and bake in the hot sun. He’s such a huge jerk.”

Never having met the officer in question Eric decided he’d have to take Sookie’s word for it, but he couldn’t blame this Jason for sampling Dawn’s widely-available wares. A little bland but nice enough, should have gone into fashion design if he was thinking of the right ‘banger. After a while they all tended to blur. He refused to think of the other one pictured…Maudette? She had been too pathetic…obviously this Jason had no standards.

“That old biddy Maxine and her mouth…and that Andy! He has always thought a little too highly of himself. I remember when he was a beefy little boy on the playground trying to bully the other children. It’s no wonder he became a small-town officer. Now you know as well as I do that Jason wouldn’t hurt a fly. You know that, right?”

Hum…interesting…how would this Sookie “know” that? What is her connection to this Jason? And why is the old woman putting such emphasis on whether or not she would “know” something? The ability could be real, then?

“Jason’s got a temper, Gran, that I do know, but I don’t think he killed anybody. He ain’t got no reason to go after Maudette, and from what I heard he’d been trying to get back with Dawn. I don’t know whose garden…” Sookie’s voice tapered off and she was curiously silent for a moment. “I don’t know whose garden he stole them from,” she began again with an odd note in her voice, “but he even had flowers in his hand when he came by her place.”

“It’s just so sad,” the old woman said without apparently noticing the strange lapse in the younger woman’s conversation, “losing two young girls like that. But we can’t let anyone pin this on Jason, Sookie.   Now you use your gift and you find out who’s responsible, you hear? You can’t let him go to jail,” she ordered firmly.

So…there have been two murders, obviously the girls in the pictures the chit was showing around…and exactly how is she supposed to go about proving this man’s innocence? Why is this old woman putting all the responsibility specifically on Sookie’s shoulders – can this Jason not fend for himself? Is he damaged in some way? And why would she think to bring the pictures to a vampire bar – were vampires being thought responsible?

There was a clattering of dishes then the older woman’s strident nagging began again.

“I wish you had found out something useful at that vampire bar. At least that nice Mr. Compton agreed to escort you so that you didn’t have to go there by yourself. Do you think you can persuade him to take you back again? He seems to like you just fine and you’re not getting any younger, Sookie. Now you get him to take you back to that place so you can find out who is really responsible so you can clear your brother’s name. You’ll leave no stone unturned, you hear?”

That “nice” Mr. Compton? Old lady, have you even met him?… What…not getting any younger? What the…what is she, maybe 22? 23? I should have asked Pam… What would her age have to do with anything? What is wrong with that old woman?

Ahhh – so this Jason is Sookie’s brother

Suddenly feeling more charitable and at the same time oddly irate on Sookie’s behalf for the way the older woman was treating her, he lowered himself to the front porch and knocked on the door.

If anyone was going to be escorting Sookie to his bar, it would be him.

He clearly heard the elderly voice ask Sookie in a loud whisper about who was at the door to which the younger woman replied normally, “I’m not sure but I think I know.”

Two chairs scraped then one set of footsteps wandered away from what he thought must be the kitchen toward another area of the house. The other set, lighter and quicker, neared him as they came toward the front of the house. A moment later the porch light came on and the door opened.

As he thought, it was Sookie who answered the door.

Why is she answering the door without protection? Any “safety” offered by the lightweight outer door between them would be laughable.

In his day, back when he had days at least, no woman would answer a door after dark without having in hand something to…

“Eric Northman…well, this is a surprise.”

He couldn’t prevent the small quirk of a smile that seemed to spontaneously appear.

“And yet you don’t seem very surprised.”

She just shook her head and stared at him in a considering manner for a long moment.

Finally she said as she raised her eyes to the sky, “Nope.”

How did she…maybe she could read vampire minds after all?

Eric focused and strongly directed the most lascivious, the most bluntly sexual feed-and-fuck thoughts he could to her. When she didn’t react in any way other than to return her gaze to him, he breathed easier…then sniffed again.

Fuck she smells even sweeter, even more mouthwatering than before!

He eyed her clothing – an old t-shirt, a faded pair of jeans that seemed to fit nice and snug with lightly tanned bare feet and painted toenails peeking out…obviously these were clothes she wore frequently and would carry her scent even after a wash.

Heady…

With reluctance he firmly kept his fangs sheathed when he wanted nothing more than to cradle her on his lap and nuzzle her neck.

I bet I would even purr… Where the fuck did that come from? I sound like that cat I smell!

In the background he heard the elderly woman’s shuffling gait coming closer.

He straightened and tried to capture Sookie’s eyes with his but failed.

“Sookie, who is at the door, dear?”

The “love” dripping from the old woman’s tone as she hurriedly shuffled toward the door set Eric’s fangs on edge.

“It’s Eric Northman, Gran, from the vampire bar” Sookie called back, then turned to face him again. “That’s my grandmother.”

Soon enough the short, rounded figure of Sookie’s grandmother slowly rushed to the door, her faded, old-fashioned housecoat buttoned from stem to stern. Although her hair was grayed and her face was softened with age, her eyes were sharply roaming in a way that Eric immediately classified as “crafty”.

The moment she spotted him, she scanned his long form and by the time she reached his face, her expression had become firmly calculating. His intuition told him that Sookie’s affections were in danger of being summarily removed from Compton and sold to the obviously more powerful, better looking vampire currently on the porch…whether the younger Ms. Stackhouse agreed or not.

He could feel what he thought was his stomach turning.

“Ohhh, my,” breathed the old lady as though about to fall into an attack of antique vapors, “are you a vampire? Well, don’t keep your visitor standing on the porch, dear, invite him in! I’m sorry, Mr. Northman, please excuse my granddaughter’s lack of manners. Won’t you come in?”

Sookie smirked – that’s the only way Eric could describe the expression on her beautiful face. Anyone else would have been rightfully insulted by being treated like an ill-trained maid, but Sookie…smirked.

“Eric, please meet my grandmother, Adele Stackhouse, and yes, Eric, won’t you please come in?” she echoed, her eyes gleaming with humor, and then she winked at him as she opened the storm door.

The chit’s irreverent cockiness struck him as…delightful, in its own way. Of all things, he couldn’t remember the last time he had been given such a cheeky…wink.

He was Eric Northman – people simply did not wink at him, not out of humor at least.

She held the door open for him then walked by his side into the living room where the grandmother, satisfied that she had gotten her way, was already settling into what was obviously her chair.

Apparently she is now going to hold court. Splendid… How long do I have to wait until I can politely glamour her to go the hell to bed? I have no desire to pay homage to antique human customs…but to investigate this sweet-smelling potential telepath it seems I must.

Normally at least somewhat respectful of the elderly by nature, there was something oddly offensive about the old gal in the chair that managed to set his extremely sharp fangs on edge.

Why exactly was it Sookie’s job to clear her brother?

“Sookie, don’t be rude. Go and get our guest one of those True Bloods from the refrigerator and heat it up just right for Mr. Northman, and I could enjoy a nice up of chamomile tea while you’re in there.”

Am I Sookie’s visitor or your mutual guest? Make up your damn mind, woman.

“No thank you, Mrs. Stackhouse. I find artificial blood disgusting, but thank you for offering on your granddaughter’s behalf.” He turned to Sookie. “If you wish to complete your grandmother’s order, Ms. Stackhouse, feel free to wait on her. I’ll…visit with you in the kitchen if you wish.”

Obviously struggling to contain her laughter, Sookie nodded then extended her hand with the grace of a game show hostess. “Right this way.”

Both ignored Adele’s gasp of self-righteous indignation.

Once in the kitchen Eric leaned against the counter and watched while Sookie partially filled a kettle with water and placed it on the stove to heat. With the same economical movements she arranged a cup on a saucer then grabbed an object from a small box and plopped it into the cup.

He watched in surprise as she walked over afterward and hauled herself up to sit on the counter beside him. They weren’t touching but her actions didn’t show the least bit of reticence. He simply wasn’t accustomed to anyone, especially humans, acting so very comfortably around him, not in a nonsexual way at any rate.

Fear, caution, even obsession…those he could understand. Such friendly but unassuming familiarity and ease? Not so much…especially considering the circumstances of their one previous meeting.

Eric had to be extremely conscious of his reputation in the vampire world and used his public facade in the bar to support and enhance the more negative aspects of that reputation. That’s simply how things had to be. He also knew there was nothing about her previous encounter with him that would logically cause her to feel so inexplicably comfortable around him.

It was all rather mystifying.

“You’ll have to forgive her,” she said after leaning close enough to whisper. “She’s set in her ways and they’re from sometime in the ’40s or ’50s or something, but she raised me and my brother after our parents died, so cut her some slack. Now, why are you here?”

The 1640s? Ahh, now this “direct” and “to the point” approach I do understand.

“We have much to discuss,” he replied after leaning down closer than necessary to whisper into her ear. He inhaled discretely and his eyes almost rolled back in pleasure. “How soon will she take herself off to her bed?”

“Did you just sniff me?”

She may have hissed the words but her eyes were still dancing with humor.

How strange…still no fear or even hesitation…normally when I sniff someone they either soil themselves or …

“Yes. Now, how soon will we be alone so that we may speak freely?”

Sookie answered after obviously stifling a laugh, “I’ll have you know that I did shower today, and I don’t know when she’s going to go to bed. It depends on how badly you insulted her in there and how much you know about the Regrettable Civil War.”

Surprised that he suddenly had to stifle his own laugh, Eric took a partial second to compose himself. The way Sookie had mockingly thrown an extra syllable into “war” by over-pronouncing it as “waw-wer” had caught him off guard.

Yes, that had to be why he’d almost…laughed.

“I’m certain you did,” he replied more gravely than he felt. “Well, as I know nothing of that sad occasion, perhaps I should bore her with tales from Fangtasia. After all, she has no problem sending you there, surely she wouldn’t be surprised to hear of involuntary feedings and minor death situations?”

Sookie lifted a brow.

“So involuntary feedings and minor deaths are normal, every-night occurrences, huh?”

Eric wasn’t sure why needling the bossy, insulting old woman was so tempting…but it was. His eyes narrowed evilly.

“No, but she couldn’t know that.”

Her shocked but delighted expression made some stale thing in his chest twitch. He sensed a burst of concerned curiosity coming from Pam but ignored it.

Just then the kettle began whistling and they eventually returned to the living room, he with noticeable reluctance.

I am not here to entertain manipulative old biddies, damn it. But…she is Sookie’s grandmother…she’s Sookie’s grandmother…she’s Sookie’s grandmother…

The elderly woman hadn’t remained nearly miffed enough in Eric’s opinion.

He resigned himself to paying attendance to the ‘queen’ on her sadly upholstered ‘throne’…but he didn’t make it overly easy for her. Being “old-fashioned” in no way excused such blatant rudeness to one’s own family.

To his surprise Sookie handled the old woman with kind kid gloves, easily shrugging off the slowing barrage of insults obviously presumed to be sly while still maintaining a respectful tone and attitude.

He felt his admiration for the younger Ms. Stackhouse growing by leaps and bounds.

Eventually Adele was heartily and, in Eric’s mind, laughably disappointed when he firmly informed her of his lack of participation in the Regrettable Civil Waw-wer, but her obvious disappointment mostly lifted when she was assured that he was, in fact, well over a thousand years old and quite well-travelled.

When she discovered that Eric owned “that vampire bar”, he was quickly promoted to Sookie’s “gentleman caller” and thankfully soon thereafter Adele decided to take herself off to her bed.

Eric was relieved in more ways than one. He detested being fawned over – ungraciously accepted that it was a part of the show he put on for his reputation’s sake at Fangtasia, but it wasn’t something he would abide in his private life.   He found it sickening that the old gal did so much more noticeably after being told he owned the bar.

Why doesn’t she rent the town square for the afternoon and sell Sookie off to the highest bidder? If she knew about even a twentieth of my other holdings the old termagant would leak all over herself.

Alone at last, he eased back on the small sofa and let himself finally relax. His hair drifted over his eyes and he once again contemplated cutting it off as he brushed it aside – it was becoming more annoying by the hour. In the bar he didn’t mind having his vision partially obscured as there was nothing there that he actually wanted to see, but…

“Ok, so, now that we’re alone and can talk freely, what’s up?”

Finally the difference in Sookie’s behavior at the bar and here at her home struck him.

“First, you seem different here, less restrained than you were at the bar. Why is that?”

She shrugged and moved from the chair to the sofa with casual grace.

“Well, on the way over Bill told me some stuff about how to act and what to expect when we got to Fangtasia and he had me scared half to death to say or do the wrong thing. Here, well, here I’m home, and I know that if I need to, all I have to do is rescind your invitation. I heard that on the news a little while back.”

Eric felt relieved, albeit in a strange way, that she knew she had that ability. Still, his gut told him that, as far as vampires were concerned, that tidbit was probably about all she actually knew.

He nodded then asked, his voice on the tight side of neutral, “Why did you agree that you were Bill’s? Are you his? Do you truly know what it means when a vampire claims a human as theirs?”

Sookie looked at him as she thought about her answer, and he could almost hear the wheels in her mind turning.

“That, umm… Well, no, not really. Bill hasn’t told me that much about vampires or anything. He’s talked a lot about that war Gran loves and he’s tried to get me to be more than friends with him and all, but he doesn’t seem to like talking about vampire stuff. But no, I’m not. His, that is, at least I don’t think I am. I don’t want to be, anyway.”

“Then why did you agree before me that you are?”

Sookie shrugged.

“He was my ride home.”

**A/N:  Oh, Sookie…but she had her reason…or something…  Ok, so, you know the drill you gorgeous readers-mine – what do you think about it so far?**

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82 thoughts on “One Night – Part 1

  1. Innuendo, longing, plotting and saving Godric before it’s to late….loved it!!! I love seeing Eric’s thought process and how he goes about things like getting one up on Godric. Being pleasantly surprised that Sookie is as dumb as she sometimes acts. His obvious irritation at Gram! LOVED it LOVED IT ALL

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  2. I really wish WordPress had emoticons!!! “He was my ride home” bwahahahaha She is so terribly naive but refreshing at the same time. So glad Eric decided to pay a visit and talk more freely with her. Don’t like this version of gran AT ALL. Old biddy! Can’t wait for the next chapter(s)!!

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  3. I’m glad someone has noticed the lack of respect with which Adele treats Sookie, as her ‘girl Friday’ or something. I always found it strange that Adele launched Sookie in search of a serial murderer, not to worry the impact that these actions would have to Sookie own safety, as if Sookie was black belt in martial arts or was supergirl, or something.
    All good premise for the story: be informed by Eric of what it means to be ‘possession’ of a vampire, saving Godric at his own stupidity, catch Longshadow with evidence so it can not be repercussions a posteriori (Hot Rain)

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  4. Loved it! I really loved how Eric put Gran in her place and I’m praying he cuts his hair!! Never did like long hair Eric, maybe if they had a better wig that suited him more, like his Tarzan look! Can’t wait for more!

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  5. Love it so far but don’t like this manipulative and rude Gran at all! Eric’s right, she seems to be trying to sell Sookie to the best prospect. Very calculating. And her lack of concern over Sookies safety when sending her to a vampire bar is odd. I’m wondering why Sookie seems amused rather than offended.
    I hope Eric somehow gets Sookie to go with him to visit Godric. Can’t wait to find out 😀

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  6. “He was my ride home.” Lol loved this line!
    Loved Eric’s bluntness with Gran and how he’s so anxious to be alone with Sookie.
    Sookie,on the other hand, seems to be so comfortable around him.
    Can’t wait for more…(ASAP pretty please!)
    Jackie69

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  7. good thing Eric took Adelle down a peg. she’s being a bitch. Eric should educate Sookie properly about the supes. i love where this story is going so far. 😀

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  8. Adele only seems genuinely concerned w/Jason’s well being – Sookie’s happiness really seems to be a low priority- so glad Eric put her in her place.
    Love this story! Would love to see Eric bring his laundry ‘home’ to Dad’s place 😂 Since this is only supposed to be over 1 night – maybe an epilogue? 😄

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  9. Delightful beginning. So Gran isn’t perfect in this one. Sookie seems to love her and handle her well. I love your Eric already. I’m hoping Godric will be a non-suicidal part of the story. I guess Sookie felt that going along with Bill was best since he was her ride. Love that comment. Next please.

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  10. This is fantastic! I can’t wait for more. I loved your characterization of Gran! LMAO! Eric snubbing her to stay in the kitchen with Sookie was beautiful and refreshingly original! I think you should just keep rewriting this from beginning to end, righting all the wrongs. You’ve already gotten a great start, keep it going! I loved it! 🙂

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  11. I love it and I enjoy that Eric can’t stand gran. I always felt that gran got glossed over as a saint but the way she allowed sookie to suffer without telling her what she was is inexcusable. She shouldn’t have been so quick to push the first person to talk to her granddaughter just because he knew about the civil war. Can’t wait for more.

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  12. I loved it. I loved “seeing” how Eric thinks and plots. This Gran definitely seemed more calculating, at least to Eric’s eyes . And I’m sure at 1000+ he’s pretty good at reading people! She definitely seems to treat Sookie like a servant…fetch her tea, clear her grandson’s name, etc. I’ve never been a huge fan of how Gran hid Sookie’s heritage just to hide her own shame, but this Gran looks to be even worse. Sookie seems to tolerate it, but Eric definitely didn’t like and he barely knows Sookie yet, I’d bet that once those feelings start kicking in that he’ll like it even less.

    I really enjoyed how much more relaxed Sookie is with Eric here. It’s like once ScumBeehl wasn’t *actively* influencing her to be afraid and disgusted by Eric, her brain reasserted itself. I can’t wait to see more of their interaction.

    I cracked up at the lines about taking his laundry home and Sookie’s “he was my ride”. 😂 I find myself already wishing this was going to last past that “one night”!

    P.S. Sorry I’ve barely commented, if at all, on your last few posts. They were all great, I’ve just had some family stuff going on. I’ll try to be better from here on out. 😉

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  13. Loving this so far, how often do you think you will update. Greedy I know but it’s just that good. Hope Sookie fills Eric in on how she met Bill and how she got Bills blood in her, as well as Eric filling her in on what Vampire blood does to a person when taken straight from the vain(vein) any way like above I hope Eric takes Sookie to Dallas with him to meet Godric. Don’t care for this gran to much but love what your doing with Eric and Sookie.

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  14. Really enjoying this new version of the night Eric and Sookie met! Looking forward to the next part! I really like that Sookie seems so relaxed with Eric in this second meeting and not so tainted by Bill’s opinion of Eric.

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  15. This rocks big time …. Loved Eric’s inner musings . Laughed my socks of through most of this, from taking washing back for the old man to toying with her highness Lady Adele Stackhouse . But I also enjoyed his suspicion’s about Longshadow , he didn’t get to be 1000 + years for no reason . Excellent story .

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  16. Glad I wasn’t drinking anything as I read that last line! Of course, by now I know not to be eating or drinking when reading your stories. Love reading Eric’s pov and how he put Adele in her place. Hoping to find out why Sookie seems amused by the way Adele treats her. Love the interaction between Sookie and Eric. So looking forward to more.

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  17. Oh, wow, so many awesome and delicious moments in this chapter! I loved ‘cattitude’, and Ericl’s thought process sprinkled with lively snarkazm, his treatment of the old bad Adele’s especially. And Sookie is really something here. Innately, any sane person should be cautious of vampires – and Eric in particular – and she just feels so comfortable around him! I wonder why, really. Is it because she can’t read vamps? Or?… This is intriguing. And ‘thank you for sharing’.

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  18. Loved it so much!! Really like Eric’s reaction to Gran! He’s already set to protect her! Can’t wait for more!!

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  19. GREAT last line “he was my ride home” heh! And Gran…..you’re writing a snippy Gran….I do like it! Maybe in your fic, Godric will remain alive **fingers crossed***

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  20. Love love love that he is getting to Godric much sooner. His inner banter was very funny, but I would expect nothing less from you. Gran is a little more as I have always seen her in this story. She’s not the Saint she is usually made out to be, IMHO. It doesn’t surprise me that being her ride home would be part of her reasoning along with what the disco triplets did. So in conclusion I’m looking forward to more of this very much.

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  21. This is awesome . I like the way he treated Gran and Sookie’s casual attitude . Eric’s line of thinking makes me giggle . Loving this from the start!!!!

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  22. Great beginning to this new story. I like the little sassiness that Sookie has, even though she’s pretty ignorant about vampires at this point. This is going to be a Gran that’s easy to hate – no consideration for Sookie’s feelings or desires at all it seems. Looking forward to where you take us on this journey.

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  23. charity6201: There are a LOT of “common sense” bases that I wanted to cover/correct in this “one night”, and seeing if I can realistically cram it all into that ONE night is just icing on the Eric cake. Wait, that sounded kind of gross… I see Eric as being somewhat caught up in his own “vampire facade” but even so, at heart he’s still fair and caring, so he wouldn’t like how the grandmother spoke to and treated the “chit” who had caught his interest (even if he doesn’t quite realize yet how deep that interest actually is), plus I figure that once he gets Godric on his mind, it’ll have to hit him how long it’s been since they’d last even seen each other, etc. So…I gave the pro-active portion of his brainbox a B12 shot and sent him on his way! 😀 Very glad at least the first part went over so well 😀

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  24. missingjasamalways: Awww, thank you!! Lol, I could totally see Sookie being pragmatic as all hell about Bill being her ride back to BT, lmao! And I personally love a more pro-active Eric – he’s so much fun to work with! Gran…well, she’s not quite as bad as she’s coming off at this point, not really (although it galls me to say it…). Glad you liked Part 1! 😀

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  25. Kittyinaz: Thank you!! I love the idea of a more pro-active Eric – he had the time and (the interest…and) a new asset never hurt, and Pam had the address in her “vault”, so…why not?? *cheeky grin* And Sookie is actually pretty pragmatic even if she didn’t understand ALL the implications (it’s not like Beehl ever bothered to tell her…).

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  26. cari1973: Thank you – you and me both!! Adele didn’t seem to mind a bit sending Sookie out to a vampire bar 45 minutes away on the “find the murderer” quest. That to me showed a remarkable lack of concern about Sookie’s health and welfare. And I can’t see Eric letting the theft go for all that long, either, but he would definitely want real proof before he acted. Pro-active Eric is a lot of fun, and honestly seems more in tune with how I see his character, too. Glad you liked it!

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  27. askarsgirl: Ugh…”that” hair…just…yeah. That was a horrible wig. If it’d been more like his Tarzan hair – even if shorter and blonder – it might have worked (would definitely have worked better), but…yeah, that hair… And I’m still evil-grinning over how he popped it back at Gran! Eric might still be in ‘vampire facade’ mode, but at heart he’s still fair… Glad you liked it!

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  28. ericluver: No worries – Adele isn’t *quite* as bad as she’s seeming (it’s one of those annoying little “you’ll see” things)… The next Part should be up in a couple days, give or take, whenever I have another WIP chapter ready – don’t want to hurt my WIPs’ feelings…they bite back! Glad you like it!

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  29. Jackie69: Lol, thank you! I can totally see Sookie being pragmatic about her ride home! And just as a teaser, Eric mentions something about how comfortable she is around him in, I think, the next part… *evil teasy grin* Very glad you liked it!

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  30. shoegirl01: You are absolutely right about Adele, but (unfortunately since I don’t particularly like her character, lol) she’s not *quite* as bad as she seems… Heh, and Eric “intervenes” in a way later on, so there’s that.

    Lol, I can totally see “formerly vamp-facade” turned “frat-boy” Eric showing up on Godric’s doorstep near dawn one morning with a duffel-bag of clothes slug over his shoulder: Hi dad, I’m home!

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  31. murgatroid98: Lol, I had a blast showing Sookie’s pragmatic side there. And Adele…well, we all know I have issues with her hypocritical self…but she’s actually not quite as bad as she’s coming off as…sorta… You’ll see… 😀 Glad you like it!

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  32. msbuffy: Heh, if I’m not careful I’ll be known as the Gran-hater… I just can’t stand me a hypocrite… But yeah, I started imagining all the many, many things that could have been solved, or nipped in the proverbial bud, if Eric had just been a little more pro-active (so I gave that part of his brain a B-12 shot…) and if Sookie had been just a little more “easy going”…and if they had both been more open from the beginning. I mean, look how much a life can change in…wait for it…just one night? 😀

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  33. nicolle1977: Thank you!! She did…to me (and it’s sadly rather obvious in my fics) Gran was (sometimes) good in her own way but she was also a huge, huge thoughtless, inconsiderate hypocrite, too. She really did sell Sookie out to get a Civil Waw-wer vet… And Eric…yup, he has over a thousand years of experience seeing right through people and he saw through Adele FAST. 😀 (Go Eric!)

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  34. switbo: Thank you!! I love playing around in Eric’s mind, and you’re right (and it’s funny because I basically said the same thing in reply to the previous review) that at over a thousand years of age Eric is pretty good at reading people. He’d have seen through Adele’s mechanization real dang fast. She’s not quite (“quite”) as bad as she currently seems, but no worries – Eric steps in… *sneaky spoiler-tease* As for Sookie, Eric eventually comments on how comfortable she seems around him. It baffles him – he’s used to the opposite, lol. Heh, pragmatic Sookie rocks, and I can totally see “vampire-facade” Eric turning into “frat-boy” Eric and hauling his laundry over to Dad’s house for the weekend… *snicker*

    And no worries – life has a way of happening despite our best efforts…comment when you can – I love your comments and observations – but no worries about when you can’t. Your real life, and especially your family, ALWAYS come first. Always. ♥

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  35. tleel: Hey thanks! No worries about Adele – she’s not actually *quite* as bad as she currently seems…mostly… Without being too spoilery, I can tell you that most of that is covered in upcoming parts. 😀

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  36. barbara87413: Thank you! That’s one of the things that seemed to make sense to me: if Sookie were to meet Eric again on her own ground without Bill around to influence how she felt about him, I’m thinking she would be a lot more comfortable, laid back…definitely a lot more casual with him, and Eric would naturally respond quite well to that difference. Spoiler – he asks her about it at one point… Glad you liked it!

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  37. lorip100: Hey thanks!! I’m having fun with this “rethought” version of Eric and Sookie. Eric’s head…yeah, it’s a fun snark-zone in there…lots of highway warning signs… And I can totally see him appearing at Godric’s one weekend with bag of laundry in hand: Hi Dad, I’m home… Glad you liked it! 😀

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  38. tad39: I’ve had problems w/ Adele from way back. To me she’s just too much of a thoughtless, inconsiderate hypocrite…I could go on… Now, she’s not actually *quite* as bad as she seems in this story, but Eric still…steps in during a later part, so there’s that.. *evil grin* Glad you liked it!

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  39. mom2goalies: LOL! I used to try to curtail my natural snark…used to… To me, Eric’s brain is a very snarky, pot-hole ridden jungle – Pam “”inherited”” it honestly! Without Bill around to influence Sookie’s feelings toward Eric, I can see her being a lot more comfortable around him, and that would go a long way toward easing his now-habitual cold vampire-facade so that he could relax more around her, too. Since they can get along more easily “now”, that will really help with the flow of information and the quicker building of trust between them… 😀 Glad you liked it!

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  40. AlphaEN: I remember when Sookie first encountered Vampire Bill; she didn’t seem unduly wary of him and in fact enjoyed the quiet of his vampire mind, so I’m thinking that – without Bill influencing her via his blood – she would feel the same, to an extent anyway, around Eric. Well, when he’s not trying to be threatening at least. Bite me. Plus her relaxed behavior would allow Eric to let slip some of that vampire facade so that he could act more naturally around her…cue snowball effect. It should also be said that I have a blast in Eric’s brain. Snark abounds! Pam got it honest…

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  41. rachelaidensmommy: Thank you! *grin* He is! He might know even realize it, much less “why”, but he is! 😀 Glad you liked it! 😀

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  42. duckbutt60: Thank you!! I love a more pragmatic Sookie even if she doesn’t know all the facts (because Bill purposefully withheld them from her). Although it won’t be directly stated, it can definitely be implied that Godric will be fine because of Eric’s pro-action. Eric and Godric’s long-time distance from each other never sat well with me given how much Eric was supposed to have cherished his Maker – situation: fixed. Glad you liked it!

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  43. nancy517: Hey thanks! Glad you like it! I can’t stand an assholeEric or a Stoopie (stupid Sookie), so yeah, I just do not go there… My E/S aren’t perfect…that would be just too annoying…but they’re decent and they fit together perfectly. Thanks for reading! 😀

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  44. suzymeinen: Thank you – so glad you liked it!! That is one of the things that has always really bugged me – why hadn’t Eric been around his Maker in so long? Why wasn’t there more active communication between them? So…yeah – definitely fixing that plot-error right off the bat. I also see Sookie as being a lot more pragmatic than we’re given to believe via books/tv, so to her it would only make sense to keep her ride home secured.

    Adele. Ohhhh, yeah – “beat’em up granny”…the thoughtless, inconsiderate hypocrite who enthusiastically threw stones in her own glass house… During my first reading of the books it didn’t dawn on me just how much of a hypocrite she was – and then it did. Ugh. I’m not saying she doesn’t/didn’t care for Sookie, I think she did in her own way, but… Yeah.

    As far as this version of Adele is concerned, she’s actually not *quite* as horrible as she seems…and Eric does somewhat set her straight in a way at one point, so there’s that…

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  45. mindyb781: Thank you!! I’m having great fun in Eric’s brain… 😀 Sir Snarks-A-Lot is a blast! And Sookie really is a lot more relaxed around Eric when Bill isn’t around trying to influence her with his nasty blood. Heh, Eric helps with the Adele situation again later, too… *evil grin* Glad you like it!

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  46. lzdiva4: Thank you – glad you like it! Sookie…being naive is actually working in her favor for once in that it’s letting her treat Eric as a person and that’s something he’s not used to. Adele…she’s not *quite* as bad as she seems to be but Eric steps in at one point… 😀

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  47. damn the ending caught up to me…. wanted so much more. loved it, loved his musing and I liked how Sookie knew he was outside with her hesitation while talking to her Gran. looking forward to their talk …. and wondering why Gran put off Eric so much …. KY

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  48. kleannhouse: Awww, thanks! To me that’s the sign of a good chapter – when the end sneaks up on ya and you’re “Oh no!” because you weren’t ready for it to end. Glad you like it!

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  49. I love this already! Great last line. I laughed when I read it, then paused to think about foolish choices I made (long ago pre-wrinkles) so as to not screw with a needed ride home. I found Gran annoying, and loved that you’re giving Eric more initiative in his pursuit of answers. Absolutely can’t wait for more.

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  50. teachert99: Thank you and great timing – the next part is up! I just can’t see the Eric that *I* envision being content to sit back and wait if he sees something/someone that he wants… 😀

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  51. Meridian, can’t wait to see how Eric steps in and why Adele isn’t “quite” as bad. I can totally see Eric being a “frat boy” under that vampire cold persona. He definitely comes across that way. But a frat boy with a heart of gold. Lol.

    I do want to say that your fabulous chapters and funny, snarky prose have definitely been something to look forward to during the past few weeks. Something to brighten my day when it’s been rough, so I really can’t thank you enough for sharing your wonderful stories.

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  52. Let me say something about the Gran issue. First Gran sent Sookie to Fangtasia with Bill as an escort. He presented as a proper southern gentleman. So I am sure Adele was not too worried about that. Of course she should have been knowing Fintan. He must have said something about the supernatural world. But then again he may have not. Also Gran is not getting younger. I think she is around 83 years old. I am sure she is thinking that she would like to se Sookie settled down with a good financially stable man before she dies. We all know that Sookie could never be with a human man. So that is my thought on Gran. I love this story it is so insitefull. I really wish they ahd met like this. That is why I love fanfiction so much. I hope there is more to tell of this story after “one Night “. I really want to know what happens next.

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  53. sluggysmom: Thank you! 😀 I figure that as complex and multi-layered as Eric’s vampire mind is, at least one of his thought-lines HAS to be snarky, and Sookie? Can’t stand me a Stoopie. I can totally understand naive, and of course she wouldn’t know/understand things about the vampire world yet, but she finally has this opportunity to sit and talk with this aged being who has seen and knows so much – and she can do so without the interference of other peoples’ thoughts pinging in on her poor tired brain. Cue regular conversation! 😀 Glad you like them!

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  54. desireecarbenell: Lol, it’s probably made (far, far too…) plain in my fics (since I mostly can’t stand her) that I’ve always seen Adele as a disgusting old hypocrite (cheating, lying by omission, “don’t run in the house/sass me/act like kids but never mind that I fucked around on my dearest darling hubby and purposefully withheld knowledge of your true ancestry to hide my guilt) far more concerned about her own reputation (cheating, lying by omission, not bothering to press charges against her child-molester brother) than she ever was about Sookie’s comfort or the progression of her life (Imagine how much less isolated and oddball-weird Sookie would have felt if she’d known about Fintan and the fairies). I get that plenty of people are fans of the hypocritical old bitch, but I’m not one of them, lol. At least she made pies, though, right? Glad you like the story anyway!

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  55. Yep, right there with you on the hypocrites, but the old bird did come from a completely different time & culture, so I don’t find her hypocritical as much as I do “living with blinders on.” As long as she kept Sookie sheltered and over-protected, everything was “safe.” She should have been more open once the vamps came out, knowing that Sookie would eventually become part of the Supernatural world. She couldn’t keep her hidden forever. That’s where she did her wrong, and all the many that could have been solved through one honest conversation would have saved a great deal of pain and heartache. Though we wouldn’t have had as much fun, would we? 🙂

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  56. “he was my ride home” Snort! I love this story and I am intrigued by this different Adele. I was always bothered by how in keeping her secrets, she took any control and choice away from Sookie. Looking forward to notdoinganywork ahem, reading more chapters!

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  57. Teresa Rowell: *snicker* I could so see Sookie being all pragmatic about Bill being her ride home! 😀 And as I *may* have ranted here and there (over and over), I really do NOT like “Gran” – book or show version.

    Work is highly overrated.

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  58. fffbone: Yep – I’ve pretty much always had a problem with Adele…she’s one of my peeves, lol, but in this story she eventually mellows out some. Heh, and Eric has fun in his mind! 😀

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  59. Glad that Eric got off his tush and flew out to see Sookie. Pro-active is so much more helpful than sitting around mooning over her and her relationship with Beehl. Gran surprised me. I never thought of her as mercenary or callus. I suppose I took my view from Sookie, who thinks Gran walks on water. But Eric is right. Sending her to a Vampire bar with a new Vampire neighbor, just because he has sideburns and a nice accent, is not thinking of Sookie’s best interest. But she always had a soft spot for Jason and maybe Sookie wasn’t her favorite after all.

    Bringing Godric back into his circle of concern looks like a good move for Eric. If they visit Godric, with his and Sookie’s influence, maybe the ‘kidnapping’ will never happen.

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  60. gaijinvamp: That’s one thing that always struck me as odd: Eric is an old vampire, not ancient, but old enough to know when to act and when to hang back and study the situation. I have a hard time believing that he would have let “the mystery of Sookie” stew in his mind without acting on the impetus to DO something about it. The Gran angle? I’ve never made a secret of how I vary between “disliking” and “actively loathing” her, lol, but for this story I wanted to truly showcase how negligent she was in her expectations of Sookie. (Don’t worry, it eases up a bit as we go along.) And…the Godric angle. That was a plot inconsistency in TB that never made sense to me. If Eric truly cared about Godric, wouldn’t he have been a bit more in touch with his “old man”? At least through the bond in a way? But then the flipside is how easy it is to become lulled by complacency – once he became accustomed to not really feeling all that much through the bond, at what point would he have realized that he WASN’T feeling much through that bond? His reminder that Godric is a thing that exists is just one of many beneficial events that happen solely because he got up off his magnificent ass and took the initiative with Sookie…! 😀

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