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Nesryn.
— "THEY'RE NEW." I said, noticing two persons of particular interest enter the bar. I recognised them both. "Bill Compton." I said and Eric tilted his head upwards. I remembered the day we had met him in 1905 along with his maker Lorena, lest to say we didn't see them for a while after that. Bill was strong for a young vampire, no doubt about that, but in comparison to Eric's millennia of being a vampire there was no competition at all. I had disliked Lorena immediately, she seemed extremely devious and had obviously not trained Bill as a maker should.
I disliked those types of vampires.
The other I had realised was a waitress at Merlotte's, Sookie, I believe her name to have been and she was extremely beautiful. However, she certainly stuck out like a sore thumb in her white and pink dress. I suppose we had a fashion taste in common because I admired the way she dressed. We saw them talk to Longshadow and I had decided to open up my mind to her. I at first heard complete silence and then an abundance of noise and thoughts all at once, but as soon as I removed myself I focused in on her mind. She was thinking about the two women who had been murdered, so that's what she was here for.
Suddenly an extremely high pitched noise echoed in my mind, along with hers apparently as she flinched much like myself. She looked around and met my eyes and felt her reach into my mind and I into hers. Her eyes widened and she was about to walk over to me but she was stopped by Mr Compton. I noticed Eric's frown at why I had been holding my ear and why I had flinched. "It's... nothing." I said, not wanting to falsify anything, I needed to confirm my suspicions before talking to her.
'Can you hear me Sookie?' I asked telepathically and she glanced to me before replying. 'You're like me?' She asked and I smiled at her with a laugh. 'I suppose.' I gave a more vague answer, not wanting this to complicate itself more than necessary. She looked at Bill, as if about to tell him but I shook my head slightly and she stopped herself. 'We'll have to talk about this another time.' I saw Eric motion for them to come over from their table and an intense conversation began.
After Sookie had asked Eric for any information on the two women that had visited our bar and then been murdered. I watched as she looked at me multiple times and I discreetly smiled at her, not allowing it to be distracting. Sookie sat beside us and answered Eric's questions with a bitter tone but still maintaining a sweetness about her before she suddenly turned to us.
"Bill, we have to go. Eric the cops are coming, there's gonna be a police raid." I ran my eyes over the room. "Don't tell me you're an undercover cop." He warned and Pam was on standby in case there was a problem. "I'm not but that man in the hat is." Sookie said desperately. "Even if you're right we do nothing illegal here." He deadpanned and I gripped Eric's shirt.
"Taryn's in the bathroom feeding on the man you kicked earlier." I said before a brief pause allowed the door to swing open and cops to enter. "Follow me." Eric picked me up and lead us out the back entrance. "I enjoyed meeting you Miss Stackhouse, you will come again." Eric said before carrying me away into the air, Pam by our side. "Where can we go?" He asked and I immediately thought of a place. "Head East and land when you see a white lamp post." He did exactly that and looked around unsure of where we were. I took my bag and headed in through the lengthy drive way before showing him the house I had bought and was going to surprise him with.
"Who lives here?" Pam asked, obviously admiring the rose garden. "We do." I said, pulling out the keys and unlocking the door. "Will you please come in." I said and both vampires entered the cottage-like house. They admired the decor I had chosen myself and I could tell Pam had like it even if it wasn't to her usual taste. "Mm hippies, I love it." She said sarcastically I chuckled at her profound compliment. "Well, there's coffins upstairs that I picked out myself and I hope they're okay. I haven't been able to... get here much to decorate recently." "When did you buy this?" He asked, taking a seat on the armchair and looking up at me. "A couple months ago, I wanted to surprise you but... within the circumstances I suppose I can forgive myself."
"Why?" I shrugged and walked over to him, placing myself on his lap. "I'm not well accustomed to that bar. It's too stuffy and frankly too dark for my liking so I wanted a place where we could have white walls and flowers and feel like an actual family." I noticed Pam's side smile at my statement so I took her hand in mine and caressed it. "Sookie is a telepath but she's no full fairy. I don't know what she really is but if she was pure then I would sense her, like you do with Pam. But there is something in her that resonates with me, and we communicated through our minds."
"Do you think she could help us with the missing 60,000$ from the accounts?" Pam said as she looked up from her phone. "Someone's been stealing from us." Eric muttered a expletive under his breath in Swedish. "I could find out but I-..." "No, I don't like you doing it, I know it enhances the frequency of your visions." "And you know how much I hate having them because they hurt me sometimes. I at times feel nauseous depending how vivid or fresh they are. But I can't help having them, so I will do it if need be." Eric nodded to Pam. "It's the one thing I've never learnt how to control unless my mind is closed off." Eric and Pam looked at each other as I had zoned out. "We'll get Sookie to do it. If you trust her to comply?" I nodded.
"What about Bill Compton?" "I don't care about Bill Compton, Sookie and him are obviously attached and we can use that to our advantage but apart from that I have no care for him." Eric muttered in a low voice, stroking my face.
