If you recognize the characters, I don't own em….

This is a Lost in Austen-esque approach to The Sookie Stackhouse Series. A "what if I was transported into the books" story, if you will. I will be going by the story line of the books mostly, although I might mix in some True Blood plot too. The reason for that being, it's been awhile since I've read the books and I just recently re-watched all of True Blood, so I may get confused. Just covering my bases :) Also, all the characters are seen as the actors and actresses cast in True Blood (HELLLLOOO Alexander Skarsgard!) but in this, True Blood doesn't exist. So, the character Linsey sees Eric and he looks like Alexander Skarsgard, but she doesn't know who ASKARS is because True Blood was never created. Make sense? Doesn't matter, just read the damn thing lol :)

(this is not a Sookie/Eric story… this is a self fulfilling fantasy story)

I knew straight away something wasn't right. I felt like an elephant was simultaneously sitting on my chest and dancing in my head like some Heffalumps and Woozles nightmare. Something cold and wet was being laid on my forehead and I sighed in relief as the mounting pressure in my head began to alleviate.

"I think she's coming to!" I heard a woman say in a thick southern accent.

"Arlene, go and get a glass of water!" said a man.

I was still having difficultly breathing and my trachea burned with every intake of air. But, I regulated it enough to finally feel comfortable with opening my eyes. As things came into focus, I couldn't believe what I was seeing and quickly shut my eyes again.

This can't be. I'm hallucinating, or I'm crazy, or I'm dead

"Did she pass out again, Sam? She's paler than she was a minute ago…" she said.

"I dunno, Sook… Where is Arlene with that water?"

"I'll go and see" I heard her say, followed by the sound of the gravel crunching as she ran towards the building.

O my god! O my god! Arlene? Sam? ! SOOKIE FUCKING STACKHOUSE? !

I must be dreaming… maybe I was in an accident and I'm really lying on some hospital bed in a coma! That has to be it!

I knew I read those books too many damn times! Now they've engrained themselves into my psyche.

With a self diagnosed explanation, I decided that the best course of action would be to play along in my dream world and wait to wake up in reality.

I reopened my eyes and saw a lean man with shaggy strawberry blond hair leaning over me, putting a freshly wetted towel on my head. Sam Merlotte. He was exactly as I always envisioned him.

Well probably because it's your own damn imagination, idiot

Sookie Stackhouse, in her white Merlotte's shirt and black shorts, came running over with a glass of water, blond pony tail bouncing along with her steps. It was beyond insane to see these fictional characters actually standing before me… well, I guess above me. Which made me realize that I was still lying down in the dirt parking lot of Merlotte's Bar and Grille.

I pushed myself up into a seated position and Sookie handed me the glass. As soon as the water hit my lips, I discovered how badly I needed it. I gulped it down and felt 10x better immediately.

With my thirst sated, I looked at them awkwardly because they were both staring at me so intently.

"Thank you." I said with a blush and a small embarrassed smile.

"Are you feeling any better?" Sookie asked, both her and Sam looking sincerely concerned.

"Much. Thank you, really, the cold compress and water helped a lot." I replied while attempting to stand up. I swayed slightly once on my feet and Sam quickly grabbed onto my arm to help steady me. I smiled at him in thanks.

"I'm Sam, this here is Sookie. She's the one that found you laying out here."

I shook both of their hands "Hi, I'm Linsey."

I already know who you are! God, this is so weird! !

I noticed Sookie gave me an odd look when I grabbed her hand but ignored it.

"How'd you end up out here?" she asked curiously, but before I could try to come up with an answer, Sam interrupted.

My savior!

"Let's get you something to eat, and we can talk inside."

I looked around the ground for my purse. But found nothing, just my luck.

Of course, left stranded in a book world with no money, no form of identification, or anything but the clothes on my back.

My subconscious must really hate me.

I sullenly looked at Sam "I don't think I have any money…"

He nodded in understanding "Don't worry about it, chere" he said with a smile and lead the way inside.

Maybe this won't be so bad afterall...

A/N:

Very short, I know. I literally just wrote this. I'll be posting another chapter tonight, more than likely. Please R & R because I'm a needy ass writer

Snuggies and huggies to all that read this :)