Stranger Danger

I had my first official job as a Supernatural Consultant last night. I wish I could be happy about it, but the circumstances were just too awful. I'm still counting it as my first job, since I got to be helpful, even though I wouldn't accept payment.

Someone's threatening @WereLily. Pictures of her playing on the playground at school were delivered to @BarWithABite, covered in blood. @SheriffNorthman's blood, to be exact. How sick is that? Apparently they were delivered sometime during the trip to NOLA, but Eric didn't mention it. I'm annoyed that he didn't, but I kind of get why he'd want to keep something like this contained. @VampyJo must have been flipping out the entire time. I know I would have been. I guess that's why @WerepireLucian left a little early. I'm glad he went home to protect her.

@BiancaNorthman was able to catch the man who delivered the photographs to Fangtasia. She kept him in the basement and obviously beat him up. It's awful that I can tell it was her and not Chow or Pam, just by what was done. I don't like that there's so much violence or that I'm getting so familiar with each vamipre's signature, but I guess I can't really blame her for beating the guy up when she saw the pictures. If they were sent to me, I'd probably want to hurt someone too.

The basement/dungeon of Fangtasia isn't really a fate I'd wish on anyone, though, especially since the guy was just the messenger. Apparently our vampires haven't heard the saying about messengers, though, because Eric definitely had him killed after I read his mind. The man was a V-addict with dangerous connections, so I guess it's for the best, but that part of me that argued with Eric that all life is special still rails against the thought. 

I was able to read some thoughts from the man's mind, though it didn't go completely smoothly because he was so damaged from all the drugs. Eric took Bianca to look into the lead I dug up, but he came home just before dawn and in no mood to talk, so I didn't get to ask him about it. Judging by the mood, I think it's safe to guess they didn't catch the "red man" they were looking for. I hope they do soon, before he can hurt Lily or anyone else.

I wonder what it says about me that I didn't even try to save the addict's life last night. I hid behind the idea that Eric would honor our deal and not kill the man, and I'm sure he didn't, but I'm equally sure that the man is dead and will never be found. I didn't speak a word in protest, and I won't ask about it or try to lecture him or anything. Being bonded to Eric as long as I have, I understand that he truly believes this was part of eliminating a threat to his family. I can't really argue with that. V-addicts can be extremely dangerous, and this particular one was being used by an even more dangerous man, but I really wish there was an alternative to killing him.

I think believing that all life is special is part of being human. It's something I truly believe, so why didn't I protest when I knew Eric would have his prisoner killed? Why am I not more upset with the idea that they'll kill this "red man" when they find him? A threat to Lily is a threat to our family, so does that mean I'm okay with killing to protect it? Does that make me any less human if I am? And if I don't have my humanity, then what am I?

A Third [Second] Date

Well, I'm back in New York. Ain't that the weirdest thing. I haven't been to work in forever. I don't know what I'm gonna do about that, but I figure, one problem at a time, and I'm definitely dealin' with some other stuff right now.

Eric took me on a third date. Well, he insists it was the third, but it's really the second. He counts makin' out in my hotel room last night as our second. That's... complicated. I'm so attracted to him. Who wouldn't be? It's hard to keep my hands off him, but at the same time, he's so intimidating. Almost scary. He's... well, he's no Bill, and Bill was my first. I feel so unsure around him, but at the same time, who can help but want him?

I had to stop him from doing anything I wasn't ready to, but he was really good about that. He even stayed until I fell asleep. He's a good cuddler, I'll give him that.

For our date, he took me to see Wicked. That was amazin'! We both loved the show, I think. Eric was talkin' about sendin' one of the munchkins home to Dave, though I can't for the life of me imagine why.

Still, it was all so excitin'! I'd never been to any kind of show before, and Broadway... Wow. Eric called my excitement adorable, but I couldn't help it! It was a great birthday present.

Really, the whole present was the best I've ever gotten. It made up for havin' a real quiet birthday, not that I mind quiet when the alternative lately seems to be rescuin' people or blowin' stuff up. Though, speakin' of blowin' up, I have to wonder if Bianca knows about all these dates. I still think she'll try to kill me one day. I'm kind of terrified.

I haven't heard from Bill since our date. I guess he took my, "Don't call me until you're done with this database business," request seriously. It's for the best, I guess, when I seem to be gettin' involved with Eric romantically, whether I want to or not.

The thing is, I think I want to. He's so different from what I expected. He's really thoughtful to me. Caring, almost, and almost selfless. I never thought I'd use those words to describe him. He says I'm important to him. I guess what I'm saying is, he's pretty important to me too.

New Jersey

A couple hours after my disaster of a date with Bill, Eric showed up at my door. I was glad to see him, to be completely honest, since I hadn’t seen him since he was all vampire-napped. I’ve been a little worried, and not without reason. We’re twice bonded, and I guess it was easy to put that out of my head for a while, but feelin’ him in such pain when he was taken… I could feel that. I didn’t like it, not one bit, so I’m bettin’ it was a whole lot worse for him. It was real nice to see that super vampire healin’ put to good use. You never would’ve known he’d been hurt just by looking at him, which was quite the relief. He didn’t seem to want to talk about the ordeal, and I couldn’t blame him.

But he wasn’t visitin’ to talk about that. He came to ask if I’d go to New Jersey with him and a bunch of his crew. Well, I guess he sorta was visitin’ to talk about that. The trip to Jersey was to track some of the people in charge of takin’ Eric, and as he told me, takin’ Bianca, which really seems to have shook him. He didn’t really say what happened to her. I saw her on the plane and in the car and everything, and she looked fine, if… uh… on edge… but physically fine. He said she’s still healin’, though, so maybe that explains her bein’ even more scary than she usually is. And then poutin’. I don’t think I’ll ever really understand vampires…

Anyway, this Jersey trip apparently somehow involves Jo’s family, since they’ve been doin’ not-so-legal things, I guess. It must be really hard for her to have to hunt down her own family with us, but I’ll do my best to make sure that anyone not involved in the drainin’ stuff is kept out of it. That’s part of why I’m involved. I’ve got to read people and make sure no one dies who doesn’t have to. It’s a kinda scary job, actually. People don’t always think the right things at the right time, and it’s not like anyone’s actually goin’ to be standin’ around thinkin’, “Oh, I’ve never harmed a vampire, it was all x, y, and z doin’ that stuff.” No one ever thinks anythin’ really convenient. If people could go around thinkin’, “I’m the killer!”, my job would be a lot easier. What if I miss something? Or I’m wrong about someone? This is Jo’s family we’re talkin’ about here; I can’t afford to be makin’ mistakes.

I’m glad to be helpin’ anyway, even if the job does have my nerves on edge. Like I told Bill, even though there’s risk involved, I’m glad to be able to help if it’ll keep even one extra person alive. Eric gettin’ drained like he did was awful and inhumane, vampire or not, and I saw the way he was about whatever happened to Bianca. People’s friends and loved ones gettin’ kidnapped or killed just to make a profit isn’t somethin’ I can just stand by and watch when there’s a way I can help. I’m not kiddin’ myself thinkin’ I’ll be able to do more than any of the vampires on this trip, and there certainly are a lot, but hopefully I’ll be able to contribute in some way and not get too badly hurt in the process. Seems I’m always hopin’ for that last one…

Fun in the Sun

I’m really enjoyin’ the beach here! I know we’re in New Jersey to deal with all that drainer business, but I’m glad I’m gettin’ to enjoy myself and spend some time on the beach too, since I’m not needed yet.

Dear Diary

I wish I knew what was going on in Shreveport. Do you know how frustratin’ it is to be tied to a vampire and not know what all those things he’s feelin’ actually mean? Tonight was such a mess of emotions, none of them good, and do I know if there’s actually any danger? No.

Not that that’s anyone fault, of course. People have better things to do than let me know what’s goin’ on, which is fine. That doesn’t mean I don’t worry, though. Last time Eric felt this… I don’t know, depressed, there was a real possibility he could die. Well, second die. That’s somethin’ to worry about, right?

I don’t know, maybe it’s not. Maybe I’m just blowing it all out of proportion. Or maybe I’m worried because I haven’t heard anything from Bill either. Not in days, really. I mean, I get Eric not callin’ or nothin’, he’s busy and lives all the way in Shreveport, not that it feels like he’s there right now, but that’s not the point.

But Bill lives just across the cemetery, and he’s my boyfriend. I know he’s busy and all, but he could pick up a phone! Lord knows he knows he knows how to make business calls. I love him and all, but this is getting ridiculous. He’s my boyfriend for heck’s sake! I should hear from him more than what? Once a week?

Not that I don’t get busy and all. I’m back to workin’ full time, and the place has never been busier, but I still make time for… Well, I guess my life’s been mostly work too. I’m probably as guilty as he is. I know how to pick up a phone too, I guess. It’s hard to admit when you’re wrong about these things too, you know? I guess we both probably need to clean up our acts and start makin’ time for each other if things are gonna start to get better. Dang, this seemed so much easier when we first started dating and all we had to worry about were disapprovin’ Merlotte’s patrons…

That’s life, I guess.
Sookie

All it Takes is a Drop

Now, I’ve had experience with V dealers and drainers before. I’m not as naive as people seem to think I am. That’s how I met @TruBloodBill, in fact, saving him from the Rattrays. Boy, I do not miss them…

But that’s not the point. I’ve been around these people before. And you know what? They’re scary. Cause not long after I saved Bill, he had to return the favor when the Rats came after me. V addicts are mean, they’re cruel, and they’re not in their right mind.

So naturally, I was pretty unhappy to hear that there are getting to be more and more of ‘em in Bon Temps. Well, all of Area Five, or at least that’s what @SheriffNorthman says. I wasn’t exactly happy to hear it from Eric, either. He was all high ‘n mighty ordering us all to his house in the middle of the night, after a long day of work. The nerve of that vampire sometimes, I mean really!

But I agreed to help him with this V problem anyway. I mean, this is my community. I grew up here, I’ve lived here all my life, my family’s lived here all their lives. I’ll be darned if I’m just gonna let some people like this come in and start messing things up when there’s something I can do to help.

Not that Bill’s too happy with me helping, of course. He was all, “I am Sookie’s keeper,” and of course I didn’t appreciate that one bit. I honestly don’t even think he even said it out of concern for me, so much as just wanting to claim me in front of Eric… Again. The two of them can give a girl a headache.

Bill and I still have our issues, I guess. It’s not the first night we’ve been out together that’s ended in a fight, not that it was a date or anything. I’m seeing him less or less. Seems like one of us is always working, and the other’s always complaining about it. I love him, but sometimes it just seems like more stress than I need right now.

Men. After being dead a few hundred years, you’d think they’d learn a little more about women. Go figure.

Anyway, I’m off to go enjoy the rest of this beautiful day. Talk to you soon!

Love,
Sookie

Breaking Up is Hard to Do

I’ve got a date with Bill tonight. I hope he understands why I’m gonna be helpin’ out Eric. He will… Right?