The Influence of a Fae

By: snowflakes849

Summary: What if Sookie was a bit younger when she came across Eric and how would this effect Godric's life?

AN: I was reading "Truly Dead Until Dark" by Bast-the-Beast and loved it. So, I went to look at her favorites because usually good authors have great taste in other stories. This led me to the series "God of the Living Dead" by IceK7-1. It was FABULOUS! (Sadly, it isn't finished yet. I am anxiously waiting for the next update. If you haven't read either of the previously mentioned fics, stop now! Don't even bother with my silly story. GO and read them right now! You won't regret it.)

I had never given a thought to the idea of a Godric/Sookie pairing because I lean towards Eric/Sookie. (Sorry, but I can't stand Bill.) Anyway, now I'm hooked on G/S. In fact, I had an argument with myself over the different merits of G/S vs. E/S. (I don't really like G/S/E unless it is needed for a good plot.) So, my mind has spun off into another plane of existence, planning a way that I can tell a good G/S without feeling like I'm betraying Eric. (I know I'm nuts; you really don't need to PM me to tell me.)

In order to do this, I will be changing some facts and a bit of the characters histories. Anything major will be in an AN (hopefully not a long as this one) at the beginning of a chapter…. Unless you're not supposed to know it yet. (Has no one heard of suspense?)

Enough of my senseless ramblings. On with the story!

Chapter 1: Warning

Sookie rode down the highway, the full moon bright and high in the cool, spring sky. She was good sized for 15 so as long as she kept the dark visor down on her helmet, no cop would know she was underage and pull her over. Anyway, the cops weren't the biggest obstacle that posed dangerous on this little adventure of hers. If Gran found out about her taking Granddaddy's old Norton out for a test spin, she's have a stroke and then ground Sookie until she was moved out. That's why she'd had to bribe Jason to keep a lid on it. But, it wouldn't matter how much money she'd handed over to her brother if Gran got home from the Seniors Spring Festival before Sookie was back in bed.

She didn't see what the big deal was about her riding the Norton anyway. She'd ridden dirt bikes with Jason before and Granddad had taught her all about motorcycles before he'd died. Although, Jason had crashed and broke his arm and collarbone. Maybe that's why Gran had made it clear no one living under her roof would own a motorcycle.

Technically, Sookie didn't own it, so she wasn't really disobeying Gran, right?

She'd better get to the bar and back ASAP.

GSGSGSGSGSGSGSGS

Ten fifteen and it looked like a small line was forming outside Fangtasia.

Sookie snorted as she dropped the kick-stand and cut the engine. What a name!

At 5'2" and wearing faded blue jeans and a jade green wind-breaker, she got many looks from the leather clad patrons. It most-likely didn't help matters that she'd lost the helmet, revealing her youthful face.

Pam stood at the entrance in a hot pink dress and her favorite pink and purple pumps. Her face was done up perfect and her hair was straight as a pin.

One look at Sookie and she gave a dry chuckle. "Oh, honey, I may not be great with human ages anymore, but I know a child when I see one. Run back home now." With a flick of her wrist, she shooed the girl and turned back to the growing line.

Sookie jumped in front of her. "Wait! I'm not here to go into the club, I promise!" she cried. This woman, vampire she'd bet by the void she felt in her brain, couldn't turn her away before she even got to warn them!

Pam looked down her nose at the child. Why wouldn't she just go away?

Regaining her composure, Sookie smiled politely. "Hi! I'm Sookie Stackhouse and I have something really important that I need to tell the owner of this establishment. I know it's illegal to let me in, so if you could please get the owner, it'd be very helpful!"

She wanted to have Eric brought out to meet her? Pam sneered down at the girl named Sookie. "I'm sorry, but he won't be bothered by some random little girl. Now, leave."

"But, it's a matter of great urgency! Someone could get hurt tonight!"

Enough! "Oh, yes, someone could get hurt tonight." Pam's fangs popped out and she hissed. "Now, go home before that happens!" Done with the young human, she turned away, already reaching for the next persons ID.

Sookie sighed in frustration and stomped her foot. This stupid vampire wasn't going to listen to her. "But, I have to warn him about the drainers," she mumbled.

Pam froze. Drainers? Damn. If Eric heard that someone came forth with info on drainers and she didn't get him, he'd be pissed, even if the person was a pesky, underage girl. She couldn't be more than 16. Probably stole her mommy's car the second she got her license and was dared by her friends to pull this prank. But, on the off chance she really had information….

Sighing, she motioned for Daniel, the bouncer, to take over checking Ids. "Alight, child. Come with me." She led Sookie around to the back of the club where they got there shipments of alcohol and True Blood. Since coming out of the coffin two years ago, they had been getting shipments almost every week to keep everything in stock. But, right now, they would have the privacy they needed without having to take the girl into the club to Eric's office.

Eric! she called to her maker. He disliked being beckoned like a dog through their connection, so she only did it when important. He'd come.

The black door opened and Sookie felt like she was looking up at a blonde haired giant. Jeez, wasn't it enough that this guy was undead? Did he also have to be so intimidatingly tall?

Leaning against the doorway with the club lights flickering behind him, Eric sighed. "This is why you called me? An underage human trying to get in? That's your job, Pam. Just send her away."

Rolling her eyes, she replied, "I did, but she wouldn't leave. Says she has information on drainers."

One eyebrow rose and Eric turned back to the human. He'd barely glanced at her when he first came outside, but now he was intrigued. Mid-teens, blonde wavy hair, green eyes and an open face. She smelled delicious and virgin. In a few years, he'd be very interested in showing her a good time, though he got the faintest impression she wasn't the type to say yes easily.

"Ok. I'll hear her out. Thank you, Pam."

Taking the dismissal as it was intended, she left to get back to the front door.

Sookie watched her leave. Oh, now that she was here, she was nervous! But, the vampire deserved to have a heads-up. Squaring her shoulders, she turned back to the see the owner's blue-ice gaze glued to her.

Just breathe. "Hello. My name is Sookie Stackhouse and you're in danger."

Eric's lips twitched. Amusing. "Hello, Sookie. I'm Eric. And how is it that I'm in danger?"

He was laughing at her! Sookie couldn't believe it. Narrowing her eyes, she continued. "There's a couple of drainers that live near my home and I heard that they were planning on catching a vampire from the bar Fangtasia and draining it. So, you have to tell all your employees to be careful."

She was so serious with her eyebrows puckered and her voice firm. Maybe it was because Eric was usually surrounded by pathetic and needy fang bangers, but he found this human to be a delight. "Well, little one, I will be sure everyone knows. But, I'm positive that we can take care of ourselves."

Sookie wanted to slap him. Or better yet, shake him so hard his head fell off. He wasn't taking this serious and the Rattrays were crazy!

"Now," Eric went on, " do you have a way to get home?"

It may have been that the music of the club was blasting in their ears; it may have been that they were both too distracted by the conversation, Eric amused and Sookie frustrated, but neither was prepared when the strand of silver wrapped around Eric's throat. Two hands grabbed him and brought his head against the doorframe, knocking him out.

Sookie watched in dismay. He was a vampire, so he would heal and come to in a few seconds, but Denise Rattray was stepping through the door and wrapping more silver around Eric in no time. She knew silver was bad for vampires, so what would that do to his healing process? To make matters worse, Mack followed after her, using multiple strand of silver to gag him so that he would not be able to use his voice when he woke.

"Let him go!" Sookie cried.

Demise looked up for the first time to recognize the voice that was yelling at them. "Sookie? What the hell are you doing here, girl?"

"Stopping you!" She jumped on Demise, trying to get her and the vials she'd pulled out of her bag away from Eric. The red head screamed as the little brat pulled her hair.

Mack pulled the girl off his wife easily and threw her to the side. He pulled a knife and gave her a gruesome smile. "Now, now, girly. You'd best just get out of here before we add little girl to the menu tonight."

Looking up at the crazed man from her spot on the ground, Sookie knew she couldn't stop them. Their thoughts were so fuzzy, red, and out of control. They were on V and she stood no chance against them.

But, when Demise stuck the needle in his arm, Sookie couldn't help herself. They were hurting him and would drain him until he was dead! Mack was distracted, too excited now that they were getting the blood he craved, and so Sookie stood up. With a cry, she jumped him and knocked the knife from his hand.

That was the scene to which Eric woke, a greedy-eyed woman stealing his blood while Sookie was thrown against the brick wall of his club by a crazed man.

Knowing she needed help, Sookie screamed at the same time Eric called to his child. "Pam!"

A single blur and suddenly both Rattrays were unconscious and Pam was leaning over her maker.

Sookie ran forward and untangled the silver from around Eric. She winced at the gaps of burned away flesh at either side of Eric's mouth, but they quickly healed. Soon, Eric was standing before Sookie as if nothing had happened. He regarded her with a bit more respect than he had previously.

"What you said came to pass and I thank you for coming to warn me. But, why would you care about a vampire? Most humans wish us dead or just use us for a thrill. You could have been hurt tonight. Why bother?"

She smiled. "Because people should look out for each other, including vampires. Besides, they were going to take what wasn't theirs and kill in the process. I couldn't just stand by and let them," she finished fiercely.

What a strange human, to truly want to help vampires. "How did you know?"

Sookie shuffled her feet under his gaze. "I told you. I heard about their plan."

His eyes narrowed. "I doubt that they would speak of such things in front of a child."

Placing her hands on her hips, she declared, "I am not a child. I am a young woman who just saved your life…. well, unlife. I would rather you not interrogate me because of it."

Eric hummed and turned to Pam. "Please deal with these two."

"Wait!" Sookie cried. "You're not going to kill them, are you?"

Pam frowned. What did this human think they were going to do? Give them a lecture and send them on their merry way? But, she kept her mouth shut out of respect to her maker.

"And what would you suggest we do other than that?" Eric asked in an annoyed tone.

Sookie looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Turn them over to the police." Duh!

He snorted. "And what would they do? Most humans still don't believe that vampires should have any rights, that we are less than they." He gestured to the unconscious bodies. "All these two would get is a slap on the wrist before they walked out the precinct doors. No, it's better if I handle it my own way."

"Buh- but, it's not right. You shouldn't hurt people. It's mean."

Pam burst out laughing. "Honey, we are mean."

Sookie crossed her arms. "Well, yes, but I helped you stop them and I think I should have a say in what happens now. I say that you turn them in."

Eric furrowed his brow. She was really starting to get on his nerves. Time for this to end.

He walked forward and bent down so that he was at eye level with the girl. Starring into her green orbs, he pushed his mind onto her. "Ok, little one. It's time you go home and forget all about tonight. I'll handle the rest."

The teen sneered at him. "You really think that I'm just going to walk away because you tell me to?"

He blinked and stepped back in surprise. One look at Pam and he could see she was unhappy too. For some reason this human was not responding to his glamour like she should.

"Now," Sookie went on, "I know that there are a lot of people who are against vampire rights and so, I understand your concern that the Rattrays won't be held accountable for their actions. But, you can turn them in to Bud Dearbourne of Bon Temps. He's the sheriff and a good man. He'll do right by you, I swear it."

"Bon Temps?" Eric looked at her skeptically.

Sookie hummed and nodded. "Bud knows how backwoods trash these two can be. Just have a human you trust turn them in tomorrow and Bud will come out tomorrow night to get your statements most likely."

She really thought that he would just follow her direction. Maybe she was getting a little too comfortable around them.

"And just how are you going to make me do this, little girl?" Eric asked, taking a menacing step towards her.

Sookie shivered but held her ground. "I did help you; may have even saved your life. The least you could do is do as I ask."

Balls. She had balls made of steel. Well, that or mush for brains. A slow smile crept across Eric's face. If only she was a few years older. "Fine, then. I'll do as you ask."

"Good!" She gave a firm nod and turned to leave. "I'll be watching the news and listening to the town gossip to make sure you keep you word. It you don't, I won't ever warn you about anything' again!" she called over her shoulder.

"What? You don't trust me?" Eric asked with humor.

Sookie turned back at the corner of the building and regarded him with a steady gaze. "No, Mr. Northman. I don't." With that, she walked around to the front of the club and climbed onto her granddaddy's bike.

Gran would be home soon and she needed to fly if she had any chance of beating her.

It wasn't until after he and Pam had locked the drainers in the basement and ordered Ginger to call the Bon Temps sheriff tomorrow that Eric realized he had never told Sookie his last name.

Tbc

OMG! Did Sookie read his mind? Will the Rattrays get there revenge? Sookie's really riding a motorcycle?

Please let me know what you're thinking, if anything surprised you, or excites you; if you want to see something happen or if you just have some advice!

This idea only popped into my head yesterday and I've been a slave to my ADHD muse for the past 28 hours. So, I'm not sure how fast I'll get the next chapter out. Hopefully soon if people like it!

Until next time!-

snowflakes