Chapter 1

It’s been seven years since I’ve been in Louisiana.

After seven long years, here I was on my first flight back home.

I won’t lie though. I had missed Gran, Jason, Tara and Lafayette. I even missed Sam. Sure I kept in touch with all of them, but I hadn’t really seen them, nor do they know why I’m even coming back.

Secondly, I’m dreading what I might find there, because according to the law I’m still married to my first husband, Eric Northman.

But things didn’t turn out so great between the two of us. The two of us had dreamed of marrying each other since we were children, but that was only a childish notion that was bound to fail. I should have realized that before I married him.

It only took me to having a miscarriage to get me to finally draw the line.

For the past seven years, I kept sending him our divorce documents, but they always returned unsigned. It was something that frustrated me greatly, and that was one of the main reasons I was coming back here. I needed to settle that divorce, and get it done over with.

I also dreaded seeing him again for the first time in seven years. I wasn’t sure what I was to expect. I’m sure I would be the last person he’d want to see. Hell, I would hate me too if I just walked out like I did. But I needed to get him to sign those divorce documents in order to move on with my life.

I was engaged to Preston Pardloe, and he was amazing.

And in order to make my engagement more official, I had to officially cut all ties with Eric. I needed to be divorced from him, so I could finally move on, once and for all.

The real reason I wanted nothing to do with Louisiana, was because of Eric.  I didn’t want anything tied to home, and I didn’t want him to come find me. So I went ahead and contacted my Grandfather, Fintan Brigant. I had told him I wanted to start life anew, and he recognized me as a Brigant

A big plus for me so Eric would never find me, because I knew he could do so if he wanted to, but he had no idea who my Grandfather was, and he had no idea I changed my last name.

Who am I now?

My name is Susannah Brigant. While everyone at home in Louisiana knows me as Sookie Stackhouse, to the rest of the world, I was the Granddaughter of Fintan Brigant, and the Great Granddaughter of Niall Brigant. Those two name alones held enough power within themselves. My life was pretty set with them.

That didn’t mean I relied solely on them for money. While my family was loaded, I refused to be a kept woman. I had a job and I was damn good at it.

As I pulled up to my old home,I realize it no longer looked old and slightly run down. It was painted, had a beautiful white fence, and a beautiful garden on the outside. There was a driveway added, and a two car garage.

Gran wasn’t expecting me, but regardless, the smell that came from the house was divine. She was baking her famous pie, oh how I missed it! But still that didn’t make me any less nervous. I was coming unannounced, and no one knew where I was except for Gran. Jason, Laf, Tara and Sam had no idea where I had gone.

After a couple of knocks on the door, and waiting a few minutes, Gran finally opened, and she nearly gave out a shriek of surprise when she saw me at her doorstep. She opened the door and ushered me into the house, and pulled me into an embrace. I hugged her back, relishing in her warmth. The warmth and kindness that I had always longed for.

“Sookie! My darling you nearly gave me a heart attack!” She laughed lightly, and pulled away, getting a good look at me, examining me carefully.

“Look at you darling, you look so beautiful. I am so glad your grandfather is taking good care of you.” She smiled. Her smile made me feel so warm, I can’t believe I had stayed away for so long.

“He is Gran. He’s just as kind and warm as you are, but no one can ever replace you.” I said hugging her back. She gave me a kiss on my cheek and had me follow her into the kitchen.

“You’ve come at a good time my dear. I made your favorite pie, but that will have to wait until after dinner. I am sure you haven’t eaten properly since you’ve left your grandfather’s house so come on, sit down.”

Even after seven years, she knew me so well. I laughed lightly, Gran hadn’t changed one bit. It made me feel so guilty that I had never come back here. Gran didn’t deserve this. She deserved better things. She needed someone to look after her, and I could have been there for her these past seven years. But because of my stupid mistakes, I made everyone pay for them.

I suddenly wanted to run out of the house and back to Grandfather. Once a coward, always a coward I guess.

I sighed as Gran put down a plate of fried chicken, with potato salad and steamed vegetables. Oh how I had missed her cooking, and she placed a glass of sweet tea next to it. I was in heaven!

“Gran who’s car is that outside?” Of course Jason would come by to visit when there was food. I see his old habits haven’t changed. But he stopped, and froze in shock once he reached the kitchen.

“Sook? Is that really you?” I nodded my head, while wiping my mouth. “Hello to you to Jase.” I stood up to give him a hug, but he had me beat. He picked me up and swung me around like a child. He was laughing, and once he set me down he held me in his embrace.

I also missed this warmth. My big brother’s arms, the one who’d always save me, and protect me when kids would pick on me. The one who would always defend me. I missed him so much.

“Look at you, Sook.” He said, his eyes beginning to water. “You look beautiful. I’m glad that life has done ya good. I can’t wait till ya meet Michelle and the kids. They’re gonna love ya.”

“Alright you two, settle down. Sookie dear, your food is getting cold. You need to eat.” I nodded and sat down to finish eating, while she served Jason his plate. She hasn’t said anything to me, but I knew she would when it was just the two of us here.

After Jason had left, Gran finally sat down with me at the table, setting down a slice of pie for her, and myself.

“While I know the reason why you left, there must be a reason why you came back. Sweetheart, I know he’s been searching for you. He comes by often to check and see if I’ve talked to you, or if I know of your address. He’s very relentless.” She stated. I sighed, while I thought she would reprimand me for not coming sooner, I thanked God gran was being so understanding with me right now.

“Well…” I said taking a bite out of my pie. “He still won’t sign the divorce papers. For the past seven years, I send them, and every year they return unsigned. It’s so frustrating gran. I can’t move on with my life if he’s being so stubborn.” I sighed. “Gran, I recently got engaged, to the most wonderful man, but I can’t get married if, I’m still legally married to the other guy.”

“Congratulations dear, I’m so happy you found someone nice for yourself. But I know, you’re right. You can’t move on if that man is being extremely stubborn. I assume you’ve come directly in order to discuss this with a lawyer? That is your next choice. He cannot keep refusing my dear. If you want to end this marriage, you’ll have to go see him yourself. Make amends, Sookie. You need to settle things like proper adults.”

I slightly groaned in protest. “I know gran. I just wish he wasn’t so stubborn. It would have made things much easier for me.”

“Well dear, it’s getting late for me. Now, I want you to ease yourself, don’t be a stranger and enjoy yourself. Also, remember, you are the one that left, and remember, you loved each other, but neither one of you wanted to settle things over. Believe me, losing someone you love without notice is painful. ” I was silent at her words. Maybe she was right, maybe sending those divorce papers just like that was maybe…wrong of me. Gran Kissed my forehead.

“Good night Sweetheart.”

“Night Gran.”

As I finished my last bit of pie, I thought on what Gran had said to me. She was right, I needed to enjoy my stay while I was still here, but I would do that until after I met my so called husband.

It was still early when Gran had gone to bed, and I understood that in her elderly age she would easily tire out, so as much as I wanted to spend more time with her, I also understood that she needed her rest.

I got dressed, wearing my new Louis Vuitton pumps, with an Alexander Mcqueen twisted, sleeveless drape dress, and I headed out to Shreveport, with my divorce papers.

There was a long line when I had arrived, and they were denying a few people some entries, which I gathered that some of these people were underage. I really didn’t want to wait any longer, so I skipped up ahead to the bouncer.

“Back of the line lady.”

“I don’t have time for this.” I muttered. “Is the owner here?”

“What’s it to ya?” He was very rude, and I was not going to have any of his rudeness today.

“Because…he’s…we’re related.” Telling them Eric was my husband was a bad idea, because I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t believe me. I pulled out my old ID card that held my married name on it, and handed it over to the man.

He paled when he saw the name, Northman on it.

“Forgive me, Mrs. Northman, please come inside.”

The decorations for the bar weren’t so tacky anymore. The last time I had visited, both Eric and I lived together, and the last time I visited it was for our divorce papers, but it didn’t end well.

The music was loud, and there were so many people dancing, and they were finally dressed like normal nightclub people; and up on the dais, there was a man on there that wasn’t Eric.

He was here, because I saw that red corvette out there, and there’s no doubt in my mind that it’s his, so I decided to wait him out, while I drank my Gin and Tonic.

“There was a commotion outside, about a relative of the Viking had appeared and she was a babe, according to my sources, that is.” Ah yes, Pam. How could I ever forget her? She was a good friend of mine, and we’d always kept in touch, to this day. I loved Pam like my own sister and she was sworn to secrecy when I left. She had known a lot about me, and never gave word to Eric about it, and for that I was thankful.

“Seems your sources were right, Pammy.” I grinned, as I took a big gulp out of my drink.

“He wants you to go see him.” I sighed. I knew word would reach him soon.

“Yeah? Well he’s a big boy, I’m sure he can come out here and tell me that himself.” I took another swig of my drink. Pam laughed a little. “He’s going to be pretty pissed off, when he hears that.” I am pretty sure Pam enjoyed seeing Eric suffer when he didn’t get his way.

Truth is? I was currently enjoying it as well.

“Not my problem.” I said, and Pam smiled, and her smile turned into a mischievous grin, and that glint in her eyes said it all. I turned around, and there he was.

He had grown his hair, though it was pulled back into a ponytail. His eyes, I looked into his eyes and I could feel myself getting lost in them again, and I had to turn away, because I knew if I stared any longer I might get lost again. Seven long years and his eyes were still the same, but I needed to snap out of it.

“Sookie.” He said, his voice low and alluring.

“Mr. Northman.”

“Mrs. Northman, won’t you please come into my office? I believe we have…many important matters to discuss.”

I could tell he was angry, and I honestly did not care,he could suck it. I wasn’t going to get caught in his web again.

4 responses to “Chapter 1

  1. Hmmm…she’s sounding pretty bitchy and selfish right now, but maybe we’ll find out what he did to deserve it soon?

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