Give, give, gimme all you’ve got to give
Love, love, love every moment you live
Now you’ve taught me all you know
Have I passed the test
Show me all you’ve got to show
Baby you’re the best
— Songwriters: Bernie Baum, Bill Giant & Florence Kaye
MONDAY, DECEMBER 13, 2004
2:00 P.M.
Sookie woke up feeling a little sore—unsurprising, given the fact that she’d been packed in a trunk like a sardine just 24 hours prior.
Not to mention the fact that she’d been staked, beaten up by Debbie Pelt, and almost killed by Bill within the last 48 hours.
She sighed. “Eric was right,” she muttered. “I really do need a guard—and probably a shrink,” she added with resignation.
She stretched out her telepathy as far as she could and sensed three two-natured minds within thirty yards of her home: one Were, one that was similar to Sam, and one that “read” only as a color in Sookie’s mind: dark blue. Likely thanks to Eric’s blood, she was able to grasp onto the thoughts of the Were and shifter. The Were was Tray Dawson. The shifter, Onawa (one of the new guards), had arrived half an hour before.
Tray was explaining the layout of the Stackhouse property to the shifter. From Tray’s mind, Sookie could tell that Onawa was an absolutely gorgeous Native American woman, though the telepath couldn’t even begin to guess the tribe or tribes she was descended from. One thing that she could definitely pick up from the shifter was that she was attracted to the Were. Sookie could also tell that Onawa had already decided not to act upon that attraction. First of all, she didn’t want to get involved with anyone she would be working with. And that was because of her second reason: she was a “love ’em, leave ’em” kind of woman in that she’d never managed to have a relationship which lasted more than a month. She had already pegged Tray as a two-week “distraction” at most.
Funnily enough, the fleeting thought of Onawa and Jason together struck the telepath. Sookie chuckled to herself and shook her head. Given that both of them seemed to share the same notions about romantic partners, they might—at least—make good “wing-men” for one another.
Getting out of her readable guards’ heads, Sookie refocused on the “dark blue” signature. She had to assume that it was being made by the werehawk that Eric had told her about—to be precise, the shifted mind of that werehawk—because that mind was well above the house!
“Willow,” she said to herself as she recalled the unusual name. Stretching her mind in a different direction, Sookie could “hear” several other Weres just coming into her range, probably the “extras” that Eric felt were needed from Long Tooth—and maybe even Maria-Star, who was Colonel Flood’s goddaughter, according to Eric. Of course, that group might have included Mustapha too, but Sookie doubted it since she assumed he would arrive with Warren, and she “heard” no human signatures in her range. They were too far away for her to hear their actual thoughts, but Sookie could tell from Tray’s head that they were, indeed, from Long Tooth.
“Eric and Thalia sure work fast,” Sookie said to herself as she rolled out of bed, put on her robe, and began making her way to the kitchen to make some coffee. She found a note on the kitchen table, the handwriting so antiquated that she could hardly make out the words. “Who knew that s’s and f’s could look so much alike?” she muttered as she began reading.
Telepath,
Obey the guards if they approach you, but do not approach them. I have been told you are prone to make friends. They are paid to watch over you—not socialize. Oh—and if they do—I will kill them. Their lives. Your hands.
Eric asked me to pass along the message that the Weres who aimed to kidnap or kill you are no longer an issue you should worry about.
I, however, hope that you will hold onto your worry—so that you will obey me.
–Thalia
Sookie huffed, “Obey her! What kind of note is that? She can’t tell me who to socialize with!” she complained.
However, Sookie had run out of steam even before she finished pouring the water into the coffee maker. Thalia, as ill-tempered as she was, was also right to a certain extent. Sookie sighed as she admitted to herself that it would have been better had Alcide and she kept a professional distance. Still—if, in the course of time, she and her guards got friendly—Thalia would have to live with it.
“Or stay dead with it,” Sookie corrected.
“Anyway, surely she wouldn’t actually kill them—would she?” the telepath murmured as she measured out her coffee grounds.
Sookie shook her head and decided not to chance being too social until she could tell when Thalia was joking—if the vampiress ever joked. She opened the refrigerator and frowned at her meager options for breakfast, even as she realized that she was famished. The night before, she’d practically had to choke down one of the sandwiches Alcide had packed for her. She’d put the second one into her fridge, and that PB & J now made her stomach growl as if the sandwich were a prime rib. She quickly decided that it would be her appetizer and that she’d cook some eggs as her main course.
She frowned as she cracked three into a bowl. Not surprisingly, the part of her personality that Gran had helped to instill itched to make a huge breakfast for her guards/”guests.” But she shook off that inclination and grabbed a fork to scramble her eggs.
“Compromise,” she said to herself.
Her meal finished and the few dishes she’d used washed, Sookie grabbed the house phone since her cellphone was still in its charger upstairs. She smiled to herself as she recalled that she and Gran had splurged on the cordless phone two Christmases before—as their presents to one another. Her smile quickly turned into a frown, however, as she moved into the living room and sat on the couch.
She closed her eyes so that she wouldn’t have to see the empty corner where the Christmas tree had always gone—when Gran was alive. Sookie hadn’t put one up this year. With everything that had been happening with Bill’s “disappearance,” she hadn’t even thought much about Christmas.
Now, with only twelve days left until the holiday, she wondered if putting up a tree would even be worth the bother. After all, it was just her now. But then she shook herself from that thought.
“I’ll put one up—for me,” she resolved, even making the decision that she’d get a real tree, instead of using the artificial one in the attic. Grandpa Mitchell had been allergic to the real ones, Sookie recalled. And Gran had stuck with the decades-old artificial tree because it was less of a hassle than a real one; plus, it had reminded her of her husband.
Sookie had admired how Gran had done little things to keep Grandpa Mitchell “with” her after his death, but the telepath had always secretly wanted a real tree.
With that thought in mind, she decided to dial Jason before speaking with Sam.
“Sook?” her brother asked upon answering.
Sookie rolled her eyes, wondering who else her brother might think was calling him from her number.
“Yeah,” she affirmed all the same.
“What’s up?” Jason asked. “Thought you was gonna be outta town longer. Bill with ya?”
Sookie cringed at the sound of her would-be rapist and murder’s name. “Uh—no. But he’s fine and will probably be back in Bon Temps soon.” She’d not told her brother much about why she was leaving town when she’d asked him to check on the house and bring in her mail, and she wasn’t in the frame of mind to tell him much now, but she knew she should tell him something. “Listen, Jase. Uh—Bill and I . . . , “she paused.
“Bill and you what?” Jason asked after a few seconds. “You ain’t gettin’ married are ya?”
“No!” Sookie responded quickly and firmly. “Very much the opposite—actually. I’m breaking up with him. I’ve broken up with him.”
“Oh!” Jason reacted with some surprise in his voice. “I mean—I’m sorry?” he half-stated and half-asked. “I was—uh—startin’ to get used to the idea of you datin’ a vamp.”
Sookie shook her head. Leave it to Jason to think about his own reactions when she was the one who had ended a relationship—her first relationship. “Well,” she sighed, “it wasn’t working out with him even before he left town. Anyway, that’s not why I called. I was wondering if you’d help me out. I wanna get a Christmas tree—a real one—for the house, and I’d appreciate it if I could use your truck to haul it. And—uh—if you’re not busy, I could use some help bringing it in too?” she asked, turning her request into a question.
“Oh—sure, Sook!” Jason said quickly, a bit of child-like excitement in his tone. “Want me to come over there after I get offa work? ‘Round 4:30? There’s still some decent trees over in that lot next to the football field.”
“Thanks!” Sookie effused, feeling a smile spread over her lips. “That’d be great! And I’ll cook you dinner too—if we can stop by the grocery store on the way home and if you don’t have other plans already.”
“It’d take better plans than a beer with Hoyt for me to turn down homemade vittles!” Jason chuckled. “And—uh—maybe I can help with the decoratin’? It’d be nice to do that,” he said with a hint of melancholy in his tone.
Neither of the siblings needed to remind the other that it would be their first Christmas without Gran.
“I’d like that a lot,” Sookie said softly.
“Hey—uh—I’d better get back to the crew,” Jason said, a little choked up.
“Sure, Jase. See you around 4:30,” Sookie returned before hanging up. After giving herself a few moments to stave away the tears that were rising in her eyes, she dialed Merlotte’s number. Even if she wasn’t exactly sure what she was going to do about work in the future, she knew that not working in the meantime wouldn’t help out her pocketbook any. Plus, she didn’t want to never work at Merlotte’s again; that thought just seemed wrong to her, given how much the place had meant to her.
“Merlotte’s,” Arlene answered the phone a little breathlessly after the second ring.
“Hey, Arlene! Is Sam around?” Sookie asked.
“Sure thing, sug. You back? ‘Cause if you are, I could really use a favor. I gotta date offer for tomorrow night, but since I took your shift when you left town, I had to . . . .”
“No problem! I’ll take the shift back,” Sookie said, cutting Arlene off before she’d even finished her request.
“Great! I’ll get you Sam,” Arlene said with a smile in her tone (and likely a skip in her step).
Sookie had no idea who Arlene’s current love interest was, but she knew that it was better to help out her friend when she could, as opposed to giving the redhead a reason to be irritated. Sookie sighed, acknowledging that Arlene really wasn’t that good of a friend when things didn’t go her way. Regardless, Sookie didn’t mind the shift; in fact, she was grateful for it.
“Cher?” Sam greeted. “You back from your trip already? Everything go okay?” he asked a little cautiously, having had a better idea than the others about why Sookie had been out of town.
“Yeah, Sam,” Sookie fibbed. In truth, everything most certainly had not gone okay, but she was feeling more and more like her life could get to “okay”—better than okay, in fact. “Um—I got back before I thought I would—actually. And I know I asked to be off till next Monday, but I was wondering if you could fit me back on the schedule before then. I’ll still need off Friday and Sunday nights this week, but I could work any other times you need me for. And—uh—if you don’t need me—just keep me in mind if someone calls in?” she finished.
“I figured you were good to work when Arlene announced that you were a goddess for taking her shift tomorrow night!” Sam chuckled. “I’ll see if anyone wants to give up a shift, but I know offhand that I could use you on Saturday. We were gonna be shorthanded.”
“Thanks, Sam!” Sookie enthused.
“No problem, cher,” he replied warmly. “It’ll be good to have you back. I know you were only gone for a couple of days, but this place just ain’t the same without you.”
Feeling a little guilty, Sookie took a deep breath. “Sam—uh—I do have something that I want you to know about—uh—before I decide on it for sure. I don’t want you to be blindsided or anything,” she added tentatively.
“What is it?” Sam asked, trepidation in his tone. Sookie wondered for a moment if Sam was worried that she’d gotten engaged to Bill too.
“The thing is—uh—I don’t know how long I’m gonna need to,” she paused, suddenly quite nervous, “stay on the schedule.”
The line was silent for a moment.
“You’re quittin’?” Sam finally asked gruffly.
“I’m not a hundred percent sure, but I’m leaning in that direction. Um—I’ll give you two weeks’ notice when I am sure, but—uh—like I said, I wanted to give you a heads-up now—time to start lookin’ for a full-time replacement for me. I didn’t wanna leave you in the lurch,” Sookie rambled.
After a few moments of awkward silence, she could hear Sam’s office door closing.
“Does this have to do with them damned vampires?” Sam growled in a low voice.
Sookie sighed. “Yes, Sam,” she answered honestly. “But probably not in the way you’re thinking.”
“You don’t know what I’m thinking?” Sam practically snarled.
Upset at his tone, Sookie closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. “I know more than I should about what you think of vampires. And what you think of my having dated Bill.”
“Sookie, I . . . .”
“Look, Sam, we don’t have to talk this all out over the phone. I just wanted to let you know that I’m weighin’ my options about my future.”
“What? You gonna let Bill take care of you like some high-class mistress?” the shifter asked bitterly.
Sookie gasped, feeling his words like a shot to her gut.
“Fuck!” Sam murmured immediately. “I didn’t mean that, Sook! Listen, I’m sorry! I know I’m overreacting. I just . . . ,” he stammered out an incomplete apology.
Sookie took a deep breath. “You’ve been a good friend to me, Sam Merlotte. That’s why I’m glad I’m not there right now to hear if your thoughts match the hurtful words you just said.” She took in, held, and then let out another deep breath. “Not that I owe you any explanation after what you just said to me—the kind of person you just accused me of being—but Bill and I aren’t together anymore.” She paused. “Things have happened between us.”
“What things?”
“Nothing that is any of your business right now,” Sookie replied, keeping a check on the hurt and anger that Sam’s thoughtless words had provoked within her.
“I deserve that, Sook. I really am sorry,” he reiterated.
“I hope so,” she sighed.
“So—uh—you and Bill are done?” he asked hopefully.
“Yeah,” she confirmed. “And—as for the future—I’m considering using my telepathy as a job of sorts. Eric thinks it’ll be better than the alternative of others trying to use me for my telepathy. I’ll be in control of who I work for.”
“Northman!” Sam jeered, back to growling.
“Yes. Eric Northman—Sheriff of Area 5 and my friend,” Sookie returned stubbornly. “And the man who saved my life—more than my life—more than once in the past 48 hours.”
“Sook, don’t break things off with one bloodsucker just to pick up with a worse one! Stop bein’ so fuckin’ stupid!” Sam exclaimed with frustration.
Maybe it was the fact that she’d almost died less than twenty-four hours before that caused Sookie’s already thin patience to run out. Maybe it was the judgment in Sam’s tone—or his already thoughtless words—which had been meant to play upon what he knew to be her insecurity regarding others believing her to be a “kept woman.” Maybe it was that she’d already decided—though she’d not spoken it aloud to herself or made it “official”—that she was going to take Eric up on his offer of helping her to be the one in control of her telepathy.
The one in control of her life.
Suddenly, she had no doubts about what she wanted to be now that she’d “grown up.”
She was going to try earning her living from her “curse”—really try! That thought both frightened and thrilled her.
Using all the control that she had and truly hoping to preserve her relationship with one of her very few friends and remembering that it was around the time of the full moon when all two-natured creatures lost a bit of control over their emotions, Sookie did not say the words she was thinking—words that had likely never been said or even thought in Gran’s living room.
Words that included a lot of “fucks” and a lot of “yous.”
Sookie took another deep breath. “Unless you’re firin’ me on the spot, I’ll still take Arlene’s shift tomorrow. And I’ll take any others you wanna give me through December 27, which is exactly two weeks from today. But that’s it, Sam,” she said before hanging up.
She ignored the phone when it rang in her hands; instead, she got up to put the receiver into its cradle in the kitchen just in time to hear Sam issue a hurried apology on her answering machine and assure her that she wasn’t fired and that he really hoped she’d reconsider leaving. Then, he begged her to talk things over with him before she made her final decision about anything. And, after reminding her that he’d lived in the Supe world a lot longer than she had, he asked her if they could talk before her shift the next afternoon. Next, he offered to keep her on the schedule—even if it was on a limited basis—after the 27th, just in case her new job didn’t work out for some reason.
Sookie sighed as she wondered how long her “telepath for hire” business would take to be up and running. And then she spent a minute or two worrying about the fact that she didn’t even know how to go about starting such a business! At that point, panic almost drove her to call Sam back, but she didn’t. Instead, she took several deep breaths and calmed herself. “Eric wouldn’t have brought up the new business idea if he’d not already thought everything out,” she assured herself.
She glanced at Gran’s old cast iron pan. Just looking at the sturdy, well-seasoned item made her feel warm. She closed her eyes, imagining how Gran would approve of her new venture. The older woman always had great hopes for her.
“It’s time I did the same,” Sookie thought, though she couldn’t help but to wonder how she’d pay for the food to go into that pan until her new business got up and running.
She frowned as she recalled how Bill had taken her payment from Dallas and wondered if Eric would lend her some money if she did need it. Of course, she had no doubt that Eric would make her a loan. After all, he was paying God knows what for the guards! And—though it had been too long in coming—she now trusted him not to hold such a loan over her head or to look down upon her for asking.
Still—even the thought of asking for money made her cringe. Borrowing money was something Gran had never been willing to do.
“Stubborn pride,” Sookie admitted, knowing that she’d inherited a large dosage of the same from her Matriarch.
Before she could contemplate her finances any longer, however, an unfamiliar human mind “appeared” on her radar. She couldn’t help but to tense up at the negative stream of thoughts flowing through that mind—thoughts that were cursing Sookie Stackhouse!
A/N: Hi all! Thanks to everyone who has already plugged into this sequel!
Most of you seemed to be all for my portrayal of Russell.
Best,
Kat
Many Thanks
- to Kleannhouse–amazing beta!
- to Sephrenia–who did the wonderful story banner and most of the character banners for this story!
- to valady1 & ncmiss12, who inspired The Trunk!
- to you all–for reading!
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I’m not usually one to comment but I wanted to let you know that I have read every chapter of every story you have written and will read them for as long as you are writing them. After the last book almost ruined my love for the story your stories reestablished that love for Sookie, Eric, Pam and everyone else. Thank you for taking the time to write!
Thank you so much for your kind words! I’m glad I contributed a bit to your “coming back” to this world. She might have let us down in the end, but I’m grateful for what CH gave us. 🙂 I hope you will post again sometime. 😉
I never read the books, but from what I’ve read on his character, it seems he would be that way as well. But I’m very much enjoying how Sookie is truly thinking for herself. Seems that it wasn’t just her putting herself down, but that everyone made it clear she was to do that to keep their friendship. There are some who were different, but…
Sam has been in love with Sookie for a long time, or his version of love. Your portrayal of him is just right. Sookie needs to communicate with her guards, give them her schedule. They need to know about her and Jason going tree shopping. I know you already have plans for this stuff. Also, I wouldn’t doubt Thalia’s threats. Now, who is this approaching with such ugly thoughts? Great chapter.
well damn Sam could you just be happy for her for once. no you can’t jealous asshole. hopefully Sookie gets all good things headed her way. as for the new mind approaching, this cannot be good but then again Weres are in her yard, so she will be okay, I hope. KY
I do not like Sam, I do not like green eggs and ham. Sorry, couldn’t resist a little Dr Seuss. Not only was Sam prejudiced against vampires, but he treated Sookie like she was a moron. He insulted her intelligence over and over, plus he hid his true nature from her while he knew she felt ostracized for being different due to her telepathy. He criticized her romantic choices while he took up with various questionable characters like the maenad in the books, and was a thief and murderer on TB.
Sookie does have boundary issues with her guards. While it was explained as being southern manners, her actions interfered with their duties. Any other hired guards would not expect to be fed by their charge, they would provide their own meals.
The cost of providing guards far outweighs anything Sookie would make waitressing plus working at Merlottes makes her more vulnerable. If Eric is willing to provide guards, he is also a businessman who understands that any business takes time before it can become profitable. Sookie would be smart to talk over with Eric the cost benefit of waitressing to make meager wages while spreading her expensive guards thin versus quitting Merlottes to do home study or online courses in business or other areas to prepare to have her own business as a telepath. Perhaps study other languages to prepare to listen to thoughts in other languages. Maybe learn some psychology to help her figure out how to get people to think about what she wants to learn, or even interrogation techniques. How about some self defense lessons. Or have Pam teach her vampire protocol and how their government works. In the books, Eric doesn’t even give her lessons on vampire government until after DAG. She will need to know about it if she plans to market her telepathy to supes. I will have to go back and review “the Trunk ” since I can’t remember if Eric raised the possibility of her being part fairy. If he did, then she could be getting telepathy lessons from other telepaths. Fairies weren’t telepathic in the books but they were on TB. So, there are lots of ways Sookie could use her time more productively to prepare for her new role as opposed to waitressing.
If she needs to pay the bills, I suspect Eric would be willing to draw up a contract to act as her manager/handler and advance her what she needs in the meantime with a payment schedule once she starts making money. She can’t exactly go to the human bank for a small business loan.
I am curious to see how you portray QSA.
Next Sunday is Christmas eve, so if you don’t post again before then, have a great holiday!
Well I do not normally post after each chapter but holy Hannah what a cliff hanger! I can’t imagine who is approaching Sookie’s house filled with so much hatred.
Very good portrayal of Sam’s personality, I always felt pity for Sam but then again I wonder if he thrives on pity. I sincerely hope Sookie leaves her job sooner than 2 weeks as its too dangerous to be out in the open at Merlottes. Enjoying watching ES relationship grow.
Happy holidays to you and your family.
First thank you for your stories. Second I think your portrayal of Sam is dead on, if she doesn’t have a romantic interest in him then she is dumb stupid and an imbasil. I always wanted Sookie to be with Eric and I figured with Sookie being a fairy she would live a very long time especially if she was bonded to Eric without having to be turned into a vampire. Can’t wait for the next chapter Christmas tree hunting yippy. Happy holidays and a happy new year too you as well.
I forgot I was thinking it was Booby (Bobby) Burnham who was approaching Sookies house as was cursing her name because Eric was making him run a whole mess of errands that he felt weren’t worth his time and she wasn’t good enough for Eric to make him do all this work for trailer trash or just a lay or a fangbanger. Well that is my guess, though I could be wrong You did drop the name Mustapha.
I loved Thalia’s note!
I’m going to guess it’s Bobby Burnham at the door. I hope he’s there with a check from Eric to replace the one Bill stole from her. What a bastard. I can’t wait until she dumps his side burn wearing, antebellum ass!
I can’t see her working for Sam for much longer. He’s prejudiced against not just vampires, but all supes. He won’t support her embracing her supernatural side and using her gift for profit. Ba-bye Sam.
Looking forward to more (Eric).
Blessings
I think your portrayal of Sam (and his reaction) is pretty spot on. You’re right about how wishy-washy Sookie was in the books. Her loyalties were to all the wrong people.
I think Sam would have been way more belligerent if Sookie had been decisive and sure about her relationship with Eric. I don’t think she ever stood up and defended Eric with any real zeal. Wishy-washy!!😠
I think (this) Sookie has made the right decision about starting her own business, and I think by now she should know that Eric will give her all the help she needs, whether that be advice or a loan.
I agree with maryalma that she’d be better off using the waiting time to study about business or something. When weighed up with what Eric is forking out for her guards, it makes sense.
Teaching her vampire/dupe protocol is also a must I think.
Can’t wait for more. If we don’t hear from you beforehand, have a very MERRY XMAS 🎅🏻🎄🎁🎅🏻🎄🎁
Damn! I always miss something 🙄
#vampire/SUPE protocol
Forgot something…
If Sam had spoken to me that way, I would have ripped him a new one!!! 😤
She needs to learn to stand up for herself better. 😉
I adore the way you are writing Thalia, she makes me smile even as she threatens death and mayhem if Sookie doesn’t do what she wants. Also think your depiction of Sam is exactly how I saw him in the books. He hated vampires and treated Sookie like she was an idiot because she had a relationship(s) with them. The fact that he wanted her is no excuse for the way he acted. And he knew she was different and struggled with it, he could have been a true friend and shared his uniqueness with her.
Your stories are consistent favorites of mine, it always makes me happy when I get an alert that you posted something. It reminds me of the time when there were so many new stories being written that I could hardly keep up with them. I understand that our fandom is smaller now, I guess one could call it matured since both the TV series and the books ended (neither well for me). I have also been pleased to see the fan fiction writers who have gone on to be published in their own right, so excited for them. It’s a bit of a blessing/curse since once that happens, they typically stop writing about Eric and Sookie.
Hope you have a wonderful Christmas, filled with love and peace. And thank you for continuing to create stories this world.
The blinders are off – Sookie is seeing clearly who Sam and Arlene are to her: they’re only nice when she does what they want and if she’s not happy well that’s just too bad at least they are.
So happy that this series is continuing!
Merry Christmas 🎄🎁
Loving where you are going with this one. Perfect cliffy! Who could it possibly be that’s so ticked off at Sookie? Bumble Burnham! He would definitely think she wasn’t worth his time ( or Eric’s ). I’m glad she is finally getting smarter about her personal safety after Eric’s talking about the issue so reasonably with her. Can’t wait to see how you handle her drop – kicking butt head Bill to the curb. Love how she already gave Dumbass Sam her 2 week’s notice. He just doesn’t seem to be able to help himself when it comes to telling her she’s stupid about getting involved with Vampire’s. Boy his world must be awfully black and white in terms of the way see’s right and wrong. Totally forgotten all the Shades of Grey there are. His loss is Eric’s gain.
I was thrilled to see this! Thank you for the post- I agree with a few others- Sookie needs to leave Merlotte’s as soon as possible- Sam’s behavior is ridiculous. He doesn’t treat Sookie like a person he respects or cares for. I cannot imagine allowing someone to talk to me in the same manner. I would say he’s a jerk, but it’s much worse than that. For Pete’s sake, when she tried to let him know she was thinking about her options, he immediately jumped to the conclusion she was going to be a high-class mistress. Asshole! I’m mean, really, wtf? Dick! I also hope she leaves before two weeks is up as I also believe she isn’t safe there. But, as a plot point, I think his behavior and her thoughts about it are helping to push her toward the decision to make a living from her telepathy.
Loved the note from Thalia- “Their lives. Your hands.” Lol. And again, at the beginning of this chapter, she stretched her telepathy to check on her surroundings. Go Sook! I can only imagine that stretching out my telepathy, using it defensively, etc. would make me feel very powerful, were I in her shoes. I would think of it as standing up for myself and protecting myself.
I wish you happy, healthy, and safe holidays.
Well,I agree with the majority of the comments above about Sam!
Never liked him in the books….now I wondering who ISS approaching Sookie’s house!?
Jackie69
P.S Loved Thalia’s note 🤣😍
Awesome chapter! My thoughts have already been stated through the everyone else’s comments. Just wanted to add my thanks to you for continuing to share your stories.
Ditto, thanks so much for sharing your gifts. It brightens my day to see a new chapter. These two (E&S) deserve a break. Have you seen The Shape of Water? Enchanting love story, it was like the whole theater was mesmerized.
I can’t stand Sam. You played him perfectly. I hope Sookie doesn’t back down whenever Sam opens his mouth up. All he did was tell her how wrong she was. He could have been a big help. Couldn’t stand him in the books either. He kept so much from her from the very beginning.
I’m really loving the direction this story is going and can’t wait for your updates. Thank you for your brilliant mind.
Love your take on this story. Sookie is making wiser choices because she’s processing facts and not just reacting. Sam has always been a tool. He’s there for her as long as she listens to what he thinks but is quick to pass judgment when she goes in another direction. Once she talks with Eric again maybe she won’t have to go back to Merlotte’s. Trouble is always lurking around the corner waiting for her.
Hugs.
Well Sookie is off to a great start. I love that she is going to put up the Christmas tree!
And Thalia’s note was hilarious!
But definitely better to heed it in the short term, just in case 🙂
Jason sounds like he’s getting over his issues. Good to hear him so happy to help.
And Sam! Gah! His self righteous bigotry always annoyed me. I’ll keep an open mind, although I hope Sookie gets to slap him, at least once!
Hmmm. Who is on their way? Human… they are in for a surprise with the guards!
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