When Brooklynne opened her eyes, it was dark and cold. She didn't know where she was, but she knew she wasn't alone. There was a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, she knew it was Eric, but still, she couldn't figure out where she was. She couldn't breathe, but, oddly, she didn't need to. There was something on her, all around her, everywhere, something cold, getting inside her clothes, her socks, her shoes… Was it… dirt?

Panic took over her and she tried to move, but couldn't, making it worse. She realized she was buried in the ground and knew it would be difficult to get out of the hole on her own, she tried nonetheless. She crawled up with difficulty, for minutes that seemed like hours. Sometimes feeling like she was digging herself deeper in than out. Finally, she got out, her hands gripping the grass as she pulled herself up with a force she didn't know she had, a force no human had.

She took a deep breath as soon as she could, dirt in her mouth, in her eyes, falling down from the top of her head… She fell on the ground, her chest coming in contact with the cold and humid grass. She coughed, and coughed again, but managed to sit up. She felt something warm and wet on her cheeks and quickly wiped it out with the back of her hand as she realized she was crying.

"Brooklynne."

She jumped, startled, as she heard her name. She looked up but was blinded by the lights in the dark sky. The stars. She brought her hand to her forehead, trying to shield her eyes from the blinding lights, but they quickly got used to it, and she found Eric standing right in front of her.

"What did you do?" she asked with a trembling voice and angered tone. "What did you do?!"

"I'm sorry," he quickly answered as he knelt before her. "I didn't have a choice. You were dying."

As he said those words, looking at her with fear, worry, and yet relief, she remembered her last moments before everything went dark. She remembered hearing a gun shot, she remembered the blood, she remembered the pain. She gasped and started crying again as she took it all in at once. She was dead. He had saved her life.

"You're gonna be okay," he promised her as he cupped her cheek with his hand.

She put hers over his, with unusual speed that surprised her. He moved his thumb over her tears, giving her a reassuring smile, which quickly turned into a frown.

"What? What is it?"

"Your tears… they're… normal."

To hell with Bill, to hell with Marnie, to hell with all of them. Eric and Brooklynne were probably needed, but they didn't care. They needed time. She needed time. And a shower.

When she got out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but an old and discolored blue towel, her hair falling wet on her shoulders, she felt hungry, and worried. As she was now a living-dead, she shouldn't feel hungry, not for human food anyway. She should be crying blood and craving human blood, but all she wanted at this moment was a big fat hamburger, with extra-bacon, and fries.

"Is it possible the… transformation went wrong?" she asked as she sat next to him on her bed.

"No. I did everything right. I was… I was afraid it wouldn't work… I was afraid it was too late…"

"So… it's because I'm a fairy, isn't it?"

He shook his head, sighed, then nodded. "Probably. You were half-human, half-fairy. Now that…"

"Now that I'm dead," she cut him off. "I'm half-vampire, half-fairy."

"There are easy ways to find out."

"I might actually be able to walk in the sun…"

"I've never heard of… hybrids, before."

She chuckled, making him raise an eyebrow.

"What's so funny?"

"I was a freak when I was human. And I'm still a freak as a vampire."

"I wouldn't call you a freak," he said, as he took her hand in his.

"And what would you call me?"

"Probably the strongest creature out there."

"Is 'creature' better than 'freak'?" she asked with humor.

"We're all creatures. And it is better. Especially since you're the strongest one of us."

"You don't know that."

"If you've kept your powers…" he paused.

"What is it?"

"Now that you're a vampire… can you hear my thoughts?"

She frowned. She hadn't thought about it, and maybe that meant she couldn't. She was supposed to be stronger now, wasn't she? Which meant her powers would be stronger as well. His thoughts hadn't invaded hers, and she wasn't sure she wanted to invade his.

"If she's half-fairy every vampire in the world will come for her, for her blood, they'll come for the sun, they'll come for her. They'll come for her. They'll come for her. They'll…"

She winced as she removed her hand from his.

"Did you…"

"Yes…"

"I should have thought about something else. I didn't think you'd be able to…"

"It's fine…."

A heavy silence took over the room as both of them thought of ways to keep each other safe. Only one solution seemed to be good enough, it had worked so far, after all.

He slid his hand down her back and rested it on her waist, bringing her closer to him. He placed a kiss on her temple before he whispered:

"You're gonna be just fine."

"Eric?"

"Mmh?"

"I'm not mad at you."

He frowned, confused at first, then sighed, then chuckled as he understood.

"Would it be useless to ask you to stay out of my head?"

"Sorry," she smiled, amused, and a little embarrassed. "I just can't help it sometimes."

Their unspoken agreement to keep Brooklynne's abilities a secret left them with one last question to answer. Would she stay human to the eyes of the world, or would she be a vampire, stuck to live at night and renounce the sun, at least in parts?

While she was trying to figure out how she wanted the world to see her, she stared at her naked body in the mirror as she wondered who she wanted to be. Her fingers moved down her chest to her belly, only to get back up where a bullet hole should have been. She remembered the blood, the pain, but mostly, she remembered the chaos. She remembered feeling like she was dying, feeling like her life was ending when it had barely just begun. The weakness she had felt at that moment had since turned into rage, and all of it was directed in a certain witch's way.

Eric appeared suddenly in the mirror, a towel wrapped around his waist. She watched as he leaned over and placed a kiss in her neck as he slid his hands on her belly.

"You okay?"

"No, not really."

She saw sadness take over his face, but it only lasted a second, as an unusual unconfident smirk appeared in his lips.

"I thought you enjoyed our little… shower," he said as he turned her around.

"I did. I always do."

"What's wrong then?"

She sighed before she slightly raised her arms to his chest, her fingers sliding up his skin.

"That's not how I thought it would happen."

"How what would happen?"

She looked up at him, her answer clear in her eyes.

"Oh," he said, quite speechless. "I didn't even know you… were thinking about it."

"Of course, I was," she replied as if his answer had offended her. "Of course, I was. Weren't you?"

"I was too," he nodded. "And the possibility of… this… happening… had crossed my mind."

"What?"

"Our first job for Bill… I was terrified you'd get hurt. I was terrified I wouldn't be fast enough to… save you. That's not how I wanted it to happen. But I'm glad it did."

She closed her eyes and shook her head and each second of silence was like a needle in his heart.

"Are you glad it did?"

"I…" she sighed again. "I… I can't… be happy about it… right now. Because of how it happened. Because… Because right now I just want to tear that bitch apart."

There was a spark in his eyes, like she had just awakened something in him. He agreed, of course, and she knew that. Maybe she should have known he'd be proud.

"Eric, I want to spend eternity with you. I don't want you to think I don't. I just… I need to… get used to the idea that I'm not human anymore. I need to see what's changed, how I've changed but… there's something I know hasn't changed, something I know will never change."

"What is that?"

"My unconditional love for you," she said as she took his face in her hands. "I love you. I wanted to spend eternity with you yesterday, and I still do now. You can never doubt that. Even if sometimes… I miss my human life."

He smiled, relived, before he placed a kiss on her forehead.

"I love you too," he whispered. "Now let's go tear that bitch apart."

It was around 3AM when Eric and Brooklynne stepped inside the King's house. Bill was waiting for them, for her, with guilt written all over his face. Somehow she knew Bill would have been dead by now if he weren't King of Louisiana. They stopped in the hall, all three of them, staring at each other in silence. Brooklynne wondered what pitiful excuses he was going to try and make, Eric just tried very hard to stop himself from committing treason and condemn himself to a certain True Death.

"Well isn't this a happy reunion," Pam said as she joined them from Bill's office. "You're still alive."

"So to speak," Brooke's reply was as dry as Pam's tone. The vampire smirked, surprising the fairy hybrid, who didn't think her new 'sister' would be too happy about her new 'condition'.

"Brooklynne I'm…"

"Sorry?" she cut Bill off. "Don't even bother. You know, I wouldn't even be mad if it had just been an accident. But you tried to kill Eric, and that, I'll never forget. And I'll never forgive you either, so don't waste your breath. We came here to kill Marnie, and you owe us the backup."

Bill's sad eyes didn't even make her flinch and the vampire nodded regretfully as he accepted her request.

"Where's Sookie?" she asked.

"Home, I suppose."

"She wasn't there," Eric said.

"You don't know where my sister is?"

"I… I," he stuttered. "She said she never wanted to see me again then left. I thought she'd be waiting for you at your house."

"She might be with your brother," Eric said in an attempt to reassure her, though he knew exactly what she was thinking. Sookie had gone for the witch, and she hadn't come back.

Bill had called Jessica as backup and they left the house with an SUV filled with all sorts of automatic weapons. The red head had landed Brooklynne some black clothes, and the five vampires were inconspicuous as they walked down the empty road leading to Moongoddess Emporium, heavily armed.

"I'm so sick of silvering myself all day every day," Jessica rumbled. "I'm pissed off all the time. This is what PMS used to feel like," she continued, and Brooklynne was pleasantly reminded that she wouldn't have to go through that anymore.

"Our objective is to kill the witch, finish this one way the other," Bill said. "But we're gonna finish this tonight. Are we clear?"

"Don't have to tell me twice," Brooklynne replied as Jessica picked up the bazooka and aimed it at Marnie's shop.

"Can we blow up these Wiccan dispshits already?" Pam complained. "I got a mani-pedi at 4."

"Wait, Marnie's not alone in there?" Brooke asked.

"Her accomplices are with her," Bill answered.

"Are Tara and Lafayette inside?" she questioned angrily as Bill was about to let his progeny blow up the place with her friends inside.

"Who cares?" Pam shrugged.

"We're not killing Tara and Lafayette."

"They tried to kill us," Pam reminded her.

"I don't care," she growled.

Pam raised an eyebrow as she put a hand on her waist.

"How are we gonna get Marnie out of her there?" Eric asked, putting a stop to the debate.

"Why don't we just go in there and rip her head off?"

"She can control the dead, remember?" Jessica said. "And you're dead now."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," Jason shouted as he ran towards them, appearing from across the street. "Stop, stop, stop, stop."

"Jason? What are you doing here?"

"Brooke? Oh my God," he breathed out as he went to hug her. "We thought you were dead!"

She grimaced, though he couldn't see her face. She hugged her big brother back for a few seconds before gently pushing him away.

"Yeah… I… I am."

"What?"

"I am… dead."

"Wh-" he took a step back as he realized.

Uncontrollable rage took over him as he turned to Bill to punch him. The vampire didn't even try to avoid the hit.

"You son of bitch!" he shouted. "You killed my sister."

Bill clenched his jaw but stayed calm. Brooklynne didn't try to stop him.

"Why should we stop?" Eric asked, changing the subject back.

"What?" Jason frowned. "Oh, yeah," his entire demeanor changed as fast as he had gotten angry, and was now back to his normal panicking self. "You can't blow up the place up. Put that down," he told Jessica as he pointed to the bazooka. "Sookie's in there."

"What?"

"I told her to stay away!" Bill said.

"And you expected her to listen?" Eric asked.

"Damn it, Sookie," Brooke sighed.

"'Damn it, Sookie'?" Jason repeated. "She's in there to avenge your death!"

"I can avenge my own death, thank you very much!"

"We must abort," Bill gave up. "We have to find another way."

"And just so you know, Marnie put a spell around the place," Jason said as he picked up a rock from the ground. "Watch this."

He proceeded to throw the rock towards the shop and it collided against an invisible wall which lit up and disintegrated it in seconds. "This goes around the whole damn place."

"We have to disable it," Bill said.

"How are we gonna do that?" Brooke asked.

"I have no ide-"

Bill never got the chance to finish his sentence as he was pushed to the ground by a sudden appearance. His back painfully met the ground and he was now face to face with one of his missing sheriffs, Kirsch, sheriff of area 1. Eric was snatched right next from where Brooklynne was standing and the Viking was pushed against the wall across the street. Brooklynne growled and her fangs got out unintentionally. She didn't let the surprise stop her as she launched herself at Duprez, sheriff or area 2. She pushed him to the ground and Pam had already stabbed him before he had any chance to get back up. He turned into a pool of blood at their feet.

"You okay?" Eric asked Brooklynne as if he weren't the one who had just been attacked.

She didn't get the chance to answer as they heard a scream to their right. They turned to see Kirsch lying on her stomach on the ground, Bill's foot positioned on her chest to stop her from going anywhere.

"Antonia," he called. "Show your face, witch! Hiding behind magic like a coward does not become you!"

Brooklynne turned to the front door of the shop, and waited. One minute. Two minutes. When, finally, Sookie came out.

"Brooke!"

"Sookie!"

"You're alive!"

"Shall we return to the matter at hand?" Marnie spoke up from behind Sookie.

The fairy-human hybrid rolled her eyes. "Marnie wants to negotiate."

"How may I serve, Antonia?" Kirsch asked, still possessed by Marnie's magic.

The witch said something in Latin which allowed Kirsch to free herself from under Bill's foot. The King, however, did not let her go, seized her and threw her towards Marnie where she came in contact with the wall. She screamed in pain as she burned and went up in flames before exploding into a thousand pieces.

"Amazing, isn't it?" Marnie said. "The power of the sun harnessed. The protection spell is impenetrable to most humans, and not fatal but to vampires, one touch is a death sentence."

Brooklynne looked up at Eric with a look he only understood too late.

"You're so dead," Brooklynne said before she ran towards the 'impenetrable wall'. She was met with some resistance, though she felt no pain and reached the other side in less than a minute. Marnie stared at her with surprise. She was so stunned she didn't even realize she was in danger and only started to worry when Brooklynne had her trapped between her body and the wall of her shop. She opened her mouth, showing her fangs to the witch.

"You did this to me," she told her before she dug her teeth in her neck.

"Brooklynne!" she heard her sister call but ignored it.

Marnie screamed but soon became quiet as life left her body like it had left Brooklynne's the night before. She let go of the witch once she no longer felt a pulse and she collapsed to the floor, drops of her own blood falling from Brooke's lips to her face.

She licked her lips, realizing she had blood all over her mouth and chin. She tried to wipe it up with her hand but only stained herself more. The wall disappeared as soon as Marnie died, and Eric hurried to Brooke's side.

"You could've died!"

"The sun can't kill me."

"You didn't know that!"

"I can feel it, Eric. It hasn't changed."

"What do you mean?" Sookie asked.

Brooklynne turned to see her sister's shocked face. She was joined by Jason who didn't look any better.

"I'm still a fairy," she shrugged. "I know it. I can feel it."

"You're a vampire-fairy hybrid?" Bill asked, as stunned as the rest of them.

"And none of you will ever repeat it to anyone, ever," Eric threatened and made himself very clear to the King and his progeny.

"You're a vampire," Sookie whispered as she realized, feeling stupid for thinking Eric had been able to heal her after he left them at the hotel. "Are you… are you okay?"

"I will be," she said as she took Eric's hand in hers.

Sookie tried to hide her grimace. She turned to Bill once more and gave him a look he knew meant she would never forgive him.

"What should we do about Marnie's accomplices?" he asked.

"Apart from Roy, they're all hostages in there," Sookie told him.

"Are you kidding me?" Pam scoffed.

"I swear, she even killed one them like ten minutes ago."

"Fine," Eric said. "Let's find this Roy. So I can rip his heart from his chest."

This is the beginning of the end...

This is the first part of the very last chapter.

Thank you for reading!