So I am trying to get back on track with updates, so here is the next chapter :)

THANK YOU TO THOSE OF YOU WHO REVIEWED AND ADDED ALERTS 3

With no Betta all mistakes are mine, if you are still with me THANK YOU!

No copyright infringement is intended, all credit to CH/Alan Ball… I'm just putting my daydreams into words. Enjoy :D

Creek. Bump, bump. Clink. Screech. Scrape. Bang. I woke up startled. What the heck was going on, who was here, what were they doing? I went straight to panic mode. I cast my mental net and heard Amelia making metal notes, and then heard the mumbled version of her instructions to someone.

Then I remembered everything. I slowly laid back down, waiting for my heart rate to get back to normal while I listen to all the weird noises. Huh. So this is what it sounds like when people move. I had been in this house since I was a young girl, and we hadn't moved anywhere. Ever. So I hadn't had any real experience with it. Thankfully Amelia knew how to handle things.

As I laid there I realized how groggy I felt, rested but like I was sleeping beauty getting up for the first time in ages. I felt completely rested, and relaxed. Well until I had been startled by the noises. But all in all I felt as good as my great-grandfather told me I would. I just hoped that the outside of me healed up as much as much as it felt like the inside had.

I gingerly got out of bed and stretched when my stomach growled, food was definitely in order. I walked over to the bathroom and took a gander at the power of faery healing. HOLY SHIT! I am not one for cursing, but oh my goodness. I am going to have to give my great-grandfather a really big hug next time I see him.

The healing that took place in one night was amazing. It's not like the healing mixture had healed everything. Each and every mark and scratch weren't gone, but the worst of the deep gouges that were made by the twins had been dramatically filled in, and the appearance of the scares that were left had lightened up significantly. On top of the healing, I felt as though I had caught up on all the sleep that I had missed over the last couple of years.

My body felt younger, and I felt more aware and awake than I had in a long time. I was just figuring that between the healing mixture, the quickening mixture, and all of the vampire blood I had it was like my body had just gotten a makeover somehow. I wasn't going to start complaining mind you, not with everything that had to be done over the next couple of days, I needed all the energy I could get.

I pulled myself away from staring at the mirror and started with my morning routine. As I was finishing getting ready I finally noticed that it wasn't morning any more. Niall had warned me that I would go into a deep sleep, and would use a ton of energy which was probably why I felt so hungry, but I had no idea that I would sleep until almost noon! I had slept well over 12 hours! Yea it was definitely time for some coffee and food.

I walked down stairs and Amelia was waiting there for me with a cup of coffee. "You are my savior! This is just what I needed." I said to Amelia. "Yea, I figured as much. I have some food in the kitchen if you're hungry. I was about to come up and see if you were still alive." She said with a laugh. "Food. Yes. Please." I said like a zombie, and we both laughed. "Follow me, and wait till you see what we have gotten done!"

As we walked up to the dining room I gawked at its emptiness, it was completely empty, only the pealing wallpaper was left. I was shocked. We walked into the kitchen, and it was bare too. "Holy cow! It's like a barren waste land! Where did everything go? And how did you get it done so quickly?" I said with a laugh as she handed me a bagel with cream cheese, I eyed it as I took a bite.

"Yea, well I'm a witch so anything is possible." She said with a wink. "Besides there are things to do, and there's no time to waste!" She had seen me eye the bagel "Sorry for the bagel, it's all we really have left right now. Everything has been moved out, except our bedrooms and bathrooms, and the attic; we will have that done Sunday afternoon."

I just smiled "Thank you for taking charge and helping me with this. I owe you big time." She took me by the arm and guided me toward the hall "Don't mention it, you know me I'm great at organizing and getting things done. I like doing it, it keeps me busy and on my toes." She said with a smile.

"Just so you know, and don't freak out later, anything that looked remotely like it would be important to you or if it looked really old was packed up and sent to storage so that you could go through it later." She smiled at me knowing that was exactly what I would have wanted. "Now come on, wait until you see the living room!"

We walked into the living room and I came to a dead stop. My eyes started tearing up as I look around at the room. There was nothing. Nothing but the faded paint, the peeling wallpaper, the worn floor, and the fireplace that was slowly crumbling. The kitchen and dining room where just two rooms, but seeing all of the rooms cleared out hit me kinda hard. This was real. I was really doing this. I was really going to change everything. Amelia came and put her arms around me.

"Don't cry Sookie, it's okay. Everything is going as planned, even a little ahead of schedule." She held me tight while tears came down my checks. I separated myself and walked around the room "What am I doing Amelia? Is this all too much?" I asked with my arms spread wide indicating to the room and everything around. "I know I'm trying to grow and embrace everything, but am I changing too much, getting rid of too much too quick?"

Amelia walked over to me, took my hands, looked me in the eyes and said "Right now, right here, you can stop this. We can bring everything back. You don't have to go, you don't have to change or grow; you can still change your mind about doing all of this." I had looked down somewhere in the middle of what she was saying.

She put her hand under my chin and brought my head up to where our eyes met. "You can stay here, keep your head in the clouds, and pretend that things are different. You can pretend that you are normal and simple, and that nothing supernatural will interrupt your life again. But we both know those hopes will never be."

She took a deep breath before she continued, "Or what you can do is you can let go of the doubt, the second guessing and embrace these changes. It is up to you, but you are only hurting yourself and the ones you love by going back and forth. Only you can make this choice. So make it and stick with it."

She gave me hug and walked toward the doorway when she stopped. "Take some time and think it over. I will be outside when you make your decision." As she walked away I looked around and didn't even hear the door close.

As I walked around the room, all of my childhood memories came back. They flooded my mind, and brought a smile to my face. We had some wonderful times in this house. I stopped and ran my fingers along the outline of where a picture used to be, the outline was clear. I could still remember the picture, and when it was taken. I walked to the kitchen and was flooded with even more memories. I was realizing that although there were some really really bad memories, there were more good ones.

I don't know why I was questioning everything now. Somehow the planning seemed to be like a dream, just some wishful thinking on my part. Maybe it was my insecurities creeping in, the part deep down that didn't think that this was for me, that this would never really happen, or that maybe that I wasn't worth it. But as I looked around the house with the memories still fresh in my mind, I found that just by remembering my spirit was lifted.

How many times had I ran to gran and asked her "Why? Why had I been cursed? Why couldn't I be normal?" The answer was I had asked my gran that more times than I cared to count. My gran had always listened to my worries, to my insecurities. She had always reassured me, counseled me, gave me hope, and a kick in the rear.

She had one more than one occasion reminded me "Dear girl, you are no more cursed than the rest of us. What you have is a gift, and you have been given this gift for a reason. It's part of your destiny and only time will tell why you have it and what you will use it for. No reason to be ashamed of it now or ever."

When she had said that I had gotten angry with her, I was ashamed of it, and yelled back "Destiny? How would this help with my destiny, I don't even have a destiny, we live in a small hick town in the middle of nowhere!"

She had come over to me and explained it to me the best way she could "We all have a destiny whether we realize it or not. We all have a part to play." She took a breath and thought for a minute before she continued.

"Remember those mad libs you and Jason used to do? There was a basic story, and you two had to fill in the blanks." I nodded, "That's kida what destiny is like, something's are set, something's you get to choose, but in any case there is a story, even if you don't see it at the time. You have to wait till the end and read it back to know how all the pieces fit."

It hadn't made much sense to me then, and I cringed remembering that I had yelled at her, but standing here in this near empty house I found those words echoing in my mind.

Destiny.

I would have never thought in a million years that I would be a fairy princess, or that I would be a wife to a Viking vampire, or that my best friends wouldn't be completely human. But here I was on the brink, destiny had brought me here…

Amelia was right it was my choice, and it was my turn to fill in one of the blanks.

I walked out to the front porch were Amelia was sitting on the swing. She smiled when she saw me walk up. "So?" Right to the point, that was Amelia. You couldn't beat around a bush that wasn't there; especially when she rips the bushes up by roots and burns it!

"Your right, I have made my decision, and I am sticking with it. It was just seeing the rooms all empty… well it made my heart hurt a little bit. Closing this chapter in my life, especially so quickly has me reeling a little. You know what I mean?"

"I know what you mean, but you are strong, and you are doing this for you. I didn't mean to be harsh, but the going back and forth only causes trouble. So I'm glad you're sticking with your decision." I sighed and sat on the swing, "Yea, me too."

"Well, now that you got your head worked out, I got things covered here if you have stuff you need to do before your date." Amelia said while winking and elbowing me.

"That sounds great, I really wanted to stop by Tara's and see if she has any nice tops in. Eric said we are going to be outside, so I want to be comfy, but kinda sexy too." We both giggled.

"I don't think your Viking will care what you wear. You better get outa here before the afternoon completely passes you by."

"Yea, yea, yea. I'm going, I'm going. I'm just going to go in and get my bag and then I'll be gone." I made quick work of grabbing my bag, phone and keys before I went out front to let Amelia know I was leaving.

"I'm heading out; I'll be back in a little bit." Amelia smiled, "Oh before you go I think I may have thought of a name. 'Delphian Consultants'." She looked at me doubtfully, before continuing. "Delphian relates to being obscure or secret which will be our bread and butter, because we will deal in all things 'other' and we have to keep those secrets…. Does that make sense? Or do you even like it?"

I thought it over, it was better than anything I could come up with, which so far was 'helpers'. Yea I know that it's lame. I really liked that it related to what we would be doing, which was helping people in unusual ways that usually had to be kept secret. "I really like it Amelia, I think it captures what we will be doing, and it's kinda girly!" We both laughed.

"Great, I was racking my brain trying to come up with something, then I don't know it just came to me." she said thoughtfully. "Well however you got it I'm glad, because I had nothing. I will call Mr. C today and let him know that you're in and that we came up with a name." We both got excited after that. I gave her a hug and waved as I walked to my car. "See you soon."

As I got to my car I was filled once again with the excitement of what the future would bring, even though I had some brief doubts this morning. I drove down my driveway and headed down to Tara's. On my way to Tara's shop I was able to call Mr. C and fill him on in everything. He was happy to hear, he also was impressed with the additions that we wanted to add to the contracts and what not.

Mr. C approved of Amelia's acceptance to go into business and the decision on the name. He was also glad to see that we were taking things seriously when I gave him the additions to the contracts that we had come up with. Mr. C said that he would have all of the paperwork done before I got back, and assured me that he would keep an eye out for a secretary or office manager and reliable and trusted security personnel. He really believed that Amelia and I would be busy and would need the extra help and security, plus he has the connections to find the right people.

By the time I arrived at Tara's she had already left for the day. That was kinda a bummer; I was hoping to see her before Sunday. Tara and I had been friends since we were young, she was one of the only friends I had for a long time, well at least until the supernatural's entered my life.

Awhile back Tara and one of our childhood friends, JB De Rone, had shocked us all by eloping. I was more than happy for her, they seemed to fit. Now her and JB were expecting twins any day now. Tara knew about the supernatural world, even if she tried to deny it, which is why she was coming over, and leaving JB at home; she just couldn't find a way for him to know and didn't want him glamoured.

While at Tara's I was able to find a great sundress that was made of soft cotton. It would be perfect for my date. It was casual, comfortable, and looked appealing if I do say so myself. I found some new under things to wear too. They were a beautiful blue color that would match the tones in my dress. I grabbed my bag full of goodies and headed back to my car.

As I was heading back to the house, my tummy started to grumble. I guess that it was time to get something to eat. As it happened I was getting ready to pass Merlotte's, so I decided to stop in. I guess I needed to talk to Sam about my job anyway. So I pulled in to park, worked up the nerve and walked in.

It was the first time since the war that I had been out in a crowded area; even Tara's shop only had one person in it. It was loud, not in the restaurant, but in my head. It was like the minute I walked in everyone decided to start shouting inside their minds. I was sure if it was because my shields were weak, that or somehow my telepathy had a boost in clarity.

I thought it was strange, but I stilled tried to get my shields up. It was hard work to get them up and once they were up it was hard to keep them up. Even Sam was loud, I could hear his thoughts clearer than I had ever before. Usually I just got feelings, and his thoughts were saying that he was happy to see me up and around.

He grabbed me in a bear hug, "It's so good to see you up and moving around cher. We've missed you around here, it hasn't been the same." He let me go and took a good look at me, "Thanks Sam, I've missed you guys too." He smiled brightly, "So what brings you in." Right then my tummy grumbled again, "Ah I see, you want a burger Lafayette?"

"You know that I do! Besides I was hoping to talk to you too, I have some thing's to go over with you." I smiled; Sam looked at me kinda weird and hollered in the order while we walked back to his office.

"So what's going on, you okay, or did you get pulled into some more shit?" Yep, that was Sam. He was a pure Shifter, and could shift into any animal that he had seen. He also hated any type of supe politics which is why he was all the way out here in Bon Temps, and he wasn't shy voicing his dislikes about the vampires to me.

"I haven't been pulled into anything, but I am going to be changing something's in my life." I looked at him with a smile; he gave me a knowing look. "So does this having anything to do with the BBQ on Sunday?"

"Well, yes, but I will go into more detail on Sunday. But for today, I wanted to let you know that I won't be able to come back to work. I really appreciate everything you have done for me here, but I have to move on."

I waited to see how he was going to take the information. "I knew you wouldn't be able to stay here forever, even though part of me always wanted you too. So what are you going to be doing?"

I was so glad that he wasn't upset, and that he was okay with me not coming back. I knew that when he found about all the other details on Sunday that he may not be as encouraging. "I'll still be around, but I just won't be working here. It's not like I'm moving across the country or anything like that. But Amelia and I have decided to start a business, doing consulting of sorts. So we will defiantly be around, even if we travel a bit for our work."

Sam smiled, "Good for you cher, I knew that you would do something with your life. I hope that it works out for you. If you to need any help just let me know." I smiled and gave him a hug, "Thank you Sam, I really appreciate all your support." We walked back out and just as my food was coming up. So I sat at the bar as Sam caught me up on all the town gossip.

Before I knew it I had finished my lunch. It was good to catch up with Sam, and talk about things that weren't all supe related. He did have a chance to let me know what was going on with his family, after the Were revelation there had been many people who approved, who disapproved, and some who didn't care.

Apparently many of the Were's suspected that they were being watched by the government. I knew too well being under the eye of the government. It was hell. I would have to see if Niall could do anything to get the FBI to leave me alone and make sure I was well off their radar.

He went on to tell me that his mom had been having troubles since the revelation; her husband was having a hard time adjusting. Unfortunately, things had been a little violent and his step dad had actually shot his mom. He had to go back out to Texas for a little while, but things smoothed over and he had come back. His step father ended up in jail, and Sam said he would be there for a while.

I had been a little upset that he hadn't let me know until now, but he had told me I had my own troubles to deal with. I felt like a terrible friend, but I knew that he was right. I wouldn't have been able to help him, or even be there for him with the trauma I was going through. After getting all caught up we said our goodbyes, and he promised that he would see me on Sunday.

By the time I pulled into the driveway it was the late afternoon. I didn't see Amelia's car around so I went inside to see if she left a note. On the fridge was a note saying that since there was nothing left to really do at the house she headed to spend some time with Tray, and for me to call her if I needed anything. The note also said that I had a FedEx package; hmmm I would have to look at that tomorrow.

I smiled; I was surrounded by really great friends, I really was one of the luckiest girls alive. I was glad she was going to be a Tray's, I love her to death but after being at Merlotte's my head needed a rest, and she was a really loud broadcaster.

So I went into my room and hung up my dress. I was so excited to be going out with Eric tonight. I really hoped that he understood why I was doing what I was doing… and he was going to tell me where he had been and why he didn't save me from the twins.

I knew I needed to know, but a part of me really didn't, but I was going to face these fears because I knew that I wasn't alone. I knew that Eric would be with me every step. After all that we had gone through I believed with my whole heart that we would always be there for each other, as friends and as lovers.

I blushed and pulled myself from my musing about the 'what ifs' and disrobed for a nice hot bubble bath. I wanted to be fully relaxed for tonight, because I knew that our discussion would bring enough stress. As I climbed into the bath my body relaxed, and so did my mind.

A short time later I woke myself up from the bath because it had run cold. I couldn't believe I fell asleep! I was going to really have to kick my butt into gear to be ready on time. So drained the tub and started the shower. I shaved and washed my hair. I let my hair air dry a little bit while it painted my toes a beautiful silver color to match my blue sundress.

I fished drying my hair with the blow dryer so that it would have some nice bounce and be a little curled at the bottom. After I finished my hair I quickly painted my finger nails in the same silver. I smiled as I slipped on the matching bra and panties, knowing that my Viking would like what he saw.

Shortly before dusk I slipped on my dress, grabbed my shawl and matching hand bag. I made sure to lock up the house nice a tight, a habit I had picked up over the last year, and went to wait on the porch swing. I wanted to wait outside so that Eric wouldn't see that everything in the house was basically gone.

Although with all the smells running around, I'm sure that he would know something was going on, I couldn't hid that but I wanted to tell him before he saw everything gone. So I sat and waited as the sun slowly set. Waiting for the sun to dip below the horizon did nothing but build the anxiety and anticipation for when I would see that red corvette drive down the driveway, carrying the man that held my heart.

A/N: I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! I am slowly finding a rhythm that allows me to make the chapters a little bit longer than my first chapter or two. But if they start to get to long or drawn out, let me know! I tend to ramble :/ Next chapter Eric and Sookie will have their talk, FINALLY! Woop! I have a feeling it will be a monster chapter :)

Also, I don't mind putting it out there again…. This is my first time writing fiction, ever. Besides papers for school or work I have never used writing as a creative outlet. With that said, I am hoping to write a lemon next chapter or so, but have never written one…. So it may or may not happen, depending on how it comes out when I write it!