and we meet, Nicholas

T H E R E ' S • N O • W A Y • T O • E X P L A I N

( all the pleasure is worth all the pain)
" They say you're something I should do without; they don't know what goes on when the lights go out "

Sookie had just finished her shift at work but instead of going home and doing something just for herself she found herself at the Delta. Truth was she wanted to talk to Sam. While she loved her current job, there was no denying that working for Sam again would be good. He had always been kind to her and she never had any trouble with him. She also wondered if perhaps the Delta would pay her better, because let’s face it, Sookie was not making that much money right now. She had enough to get by without drowning in debts but at the same time, she didn’t have enough to do the renovation she wanted to do on her house and also getting a new car. So this as her reasoning behind showing up at Sam’s new place of work. Unfortunately she was told that he was not working tonight and once she was there, Sookie realised she was actually quite hungry and she might as well eat here. She sat down at a booth by herself and opened the menu in front of her. But for some reason she found it rather hard to concentrate on something. Her mind seemed to be getting fuzzy every few seconds.


Looking around the room, she tried to find the reason for her distraction. She wondered if perhaps she was getting ill or getting whatever had been going around in the supernatural world lately but then she noticed something or it was more someone. There was this guy here, and for some reason she couldn’t take her eyes off from him. Now it was not about his look because right now there was no way that Sookie could even think about getting herself into a relationship with someone. But there was something that almost made her want to walk up straight to him. Usually Sookie was not really a shy person but lately she had been trying her best to keep her head down and not draw attention to herself and clearly walking over to him would be drawing too much attention. She looked back down at her menu but her eyes still want back up to him. It was rather strange. She felt like she was drawn to him. Could it be that he was like her, someone special? Someone that was different? It had to be why, she couldn’t remember the last time she had felt drawn to someone in such a way.

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"( RIGHT KIND OF WRONG)"

(TAG) nicholas (WORDCOUNT) some (OUTFIT) described (LYRICS) LeAnn Rimes - Right Kind of Wrong
(NOTES) faerie power

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Some days just needed to end, and today was one of them. He was exhausted, his head hurt, and he just found out his ride bailed on him! It meant that either his brother or his dad would have to come get him, or he'd get to play public transportation until he found his way home. The bus was not the most promising of ideas, especially since he was in a cast right now. Yes, it was a walking cast ( which was just a really stupid boot that let him forgo crutches ) but it was still a sign of weakness. You don't use the subway or bus while you have any sort of injury. It was just giving the wrong impression to the unsavory types.

Wrinkling his nose a bit, he thunked his head on the table. Now, he was sitting in the Delta, which was great, because the food was awesome. He was just having a less than good day. What was more? That odd tingling in the back of his head just would not go away. It'd started a little while ago, and now, well, now it wouldn't go away. It was like his magic was creeping along his skull, wanting him to pay attention to someone else.

Illyria had told him he had to start listening, rather than demanding. He hadn't been doing that much since Hadrian had gone nutso on him, so now was at least a good attempt to do so. It was just unfortunate that his head was hurting, too. Easing back in his seat, he glanced at his drink. Absently, he reached out and took a sip of the ambrosial Mountain Dew, and then closed his eyes. He forced the taste from his mind, and focused, instead, on that weird tingle.

He popped his phone out, and texted his dad, as an afterthought. Taking a deep breath, he focused again. Listening to a feeling wasn't normal, but... after a few seconds, he realized what it was. He turned his head slightly, and felt the little tingle move. It was a tug... a draw, even. After he discarded his suspicion, he found... warmth. Safety, even. Weird feelings to have in the middle of a semi-crowded restaurant run by a guy who could turn in to things. Furrowing a brow, he opened his eyes, and turned, so he could figure out what was creating that feeling in him.

He found the eyes of a blond woman, focusing too intently on a menu. His brows furrowed. He looked past her, to the window, and felt the feeling wither. When his attention refocused on her... well, yes. There it was. It being she, of course. He turned back around, and focused on his drink. This was like Jessica all over again. Should he go over there?

The answer was an unstoppable yes. Before he realized what was going on, the sixteen year old fairy had his soda in his hand, and he was standing next to her table.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" He asked, gently, though he was not yet moving to join her.

Sookie had been feeling slightly tired but ever since her eyes and her mind had found Nicholas there had been something else. Something she could not really understand. Something that made her almost feel at home, not quite how she had felt back when she would wake up in the morning and would find her grand mother in the kitchen cooking breakfast. But she felt safe, safer then she had ever felt until she had gotten here. New York was not the type of place that would make Sookie feel at home, it was a wonder why she was still here. But Jason was here which was a plus and slowly all her friends from Bon Temps had manage to find their way over here as well.


But this guy someone she had never meet before made her feel right at home here in New York. Stop looking at him, Sookie, she reminded herself. He could have been anything, he could have been someone who would want to hurt her and the last thing she wanted was to have someone else trying to hunt her down. But part of her knew that it was not like this, not with him. The waitress stopped by her table which was good as it provided her with a distraction. “I’ll have a diet coke, no ice.” She said. “Not sure on what to get for food.” Truth was she could not concentrate on the menu.
She could see the words but they simply would not register in her mind, her whole mind was pulled to him, she could barely even hear the chatter of the people around which was something that didn’t happened quite often, usually she was concentrating so much on not hearing their thoughts that there was no way for her to not hear them speak. From the corner of her eyes, she saw him getting up from his place and walking over to her. She lifted her eyes and found his. Comfort. She heard him speak. Warmth. “I don’t think we have never met.” She finally managed to say.


“Would you like to sit down?” she asked pointing to the empty seat in front of her. She hoped he would say yes. She wanted to get to know him, know what was so special about him that made her feel this way. She felt the same way she used to back when she was in farieland. That was the only way she could express what she felt. But it didn’t make any sense. How could this one person make her feel like this. It didn’t make any sense. “I’m Sookie, Sookie Stackhouse.” She said extending her hand for him to shake. She locked her eyes on him trying to read him, it was not something she liked doing but sometimes you had to do things you didn’t really want to get what you wanted. And she simply had to know what he was all about.

He flicked an uncertain gaze at her, but nodded as she said that no, they hadn’t ever met. Of course, he wouldn’t know where they could have, now that he heard her speak with her prominent southern accent – also reminding him of Sam, after a moment of brief memory. That had been a really… really weird day. He had been getting ready to walk away, as she asked him if he would like to sit down. For a moment, he looked at her as if trying to puzzle out her motives, but he nodded, grinning. Not the overenthusiastic grin of a kid out of his league, but the kind of grin reserved for his brother. A warm, home-style grin. Slipping in to the seat opposite her, he nodded.

“Nicholas Miles.” He grinned, absently. “I like your accent – I know a guy with one really really similar.” He offered, softly, though that was probably stupid to say – there were a lot of people with the accent, it wasn’t like there was a mailer or anything. He rubbed the back of his neck gently, as he flushed, silly-like. He was so curious – his magic was practically sending him tingles at this point, as he tried to figure out why she felt like… family. After a second, he leaned back.

“I have to say, it’s kind of weird.” He said, after a minute. “I have this feeling like I’ve known you for ages.” He shook his head. “Not in a creepy way, I mean. Like, I’m not hitting on you or anything. Just…” He furrowed a brow, hunting for the right word. Was it magic? Maybe he was starting to pick up on that? He’d been getting feelings ever since he’d met up with Illyria, but this was something brand new. After a second, he glanced around and dropped his voice. “Are you magic?” He asked, though it was serious, not at all the tone a crazy person should use. But no, that couldn’t be right. Zahir was magic, and he didn’t feel like this. He was awesome, and Nick liked him a lot, but he didn’t feel like this.

After a second, his eyes widened, as he figured it out. Family? Magic? The feeling he got from her was familiar because he had it at home, or when his uncle or grandmother visited him at random. It was so similar he just attributed it to a weird sense of deja-vu.

“You’re a fairy!” Nick exclaimed, though his voice was still hushed. Of course, she might think he was crazy if she didn’t know, but excitement was threatening to make him flip a little bit. “I mean… uh…” Crap. He shook his head. “Okay, promise I’m not crazy. I just.. okay, I’m sure I sound crazy, it’s just…” Ugh, he wish he could explain himself better. His brother always gave him that knowing smile when he got his words messed up because he could read his mind. He wished he could do that now – but not all fairies could, as evidenced with him. He slumped in his seat.

“Just don’t call the cops and I’ll leave you alone.”

When he spoke it made Sookie wonder. Made her think that there had be something about him, a reason why he had walked to her, why she felt this way around him. There was a connection; there was more than meet the eye. There had to be, it just couldn’t be a coincidence. It was just too strange for that. Too much for it to be merely something from her mind. Sookie held her breath as she waited to see if he would agree to sit down with her. She was confused but this felt rather important to her. She needed to talk to him. She smiled when he sat down, he looked young, she’d say he was about 18 or barely but she had never been really good with age.


“Please to meet you Nicholas.” She said before having a little laugh when he said he liked her accent. “Oh you do? Is it the man that works here? Sam?” she asked him, she figured that if he came here often, he had to know Sam. It could clearly be it. “But thank you for the compliment, I’m from Louisiana.” Why was she giving him all of that information about herself? it was almost as if she was looking to get into trouble. But at the same time her mind was telling her that she could trust him, that she actually needed to trust him and who was she to go against something that was so strong. Something she could not control.


The waitress came by with her drink and Sookie thanked her. It would give her something to do, something to concentrate on. She took a sip of her drink looking down into the bubbles before looking at him. “it is weird but at the same time I completely understand what you mean.” She told him. When he asked her if she was magic she was taken back. She was not magic, she had powers she could not control but she didn’t consider herself magic. But she didn’t say anything, she simply shook her head. This was become too much for her and as much as she wanted to leave because it was all too strange, she knew she had to stay. He was different than anyone she had ever meet. He was something else, she was something else…



But then nothing could have prepared her for his next words. The F bomb. Fairy. Even if he had kept his voice was hushed as possible, Sookie still looked around rather panicked, afraid someone could have heard him, afraid a vampire would have heard the words. But no one had stopped what they were doing; no one was giving them more attention than they needed. “How did you know?” she whispered. “Are you…” Sookie took a breath trying to find the words. She couldn’t believe there could be someone like her. She knew he was not a vampire, could he be like her? Different the same way she was? “I won’t call the cops, don’t worry.” She told him.

Her eyes found his and she hold his gaze, she was not going to reach into his mind, and she just wanted to know. “What are you Nicholas?” she managed to ask him. He had been straight to the point to ask her if she was a fairy she figured she could be as direct as he was.

He paused, as her surprise turned out to be the kind that came with legitimacy and relief and understanding, rather than the surprise of ‘oh wow this kid is nuts.’ She was feeling the same way he was, which only bolstered his feelings of understanding. He knew she was, even if she didn’t. But the way her facial expressions changed made him realize with no small amount of certainty that she did know exactly what he was talking about. Her question was not entirely unexpected, but still, it made him pause. Then, that reinforcement of family and openness tugged at his soul again, and he opened up.

Bringing his hand up, he tapped the side of his head. “I can feel it. I’ve been learning how to listen to my magic, and it was… I dunno, it was like pulling me over here. I couldn’t figure out why until I realize you felt like my family.” He said, softly. He let out a quiet little relieved sigh as she said she wouldn’t call the cops – even if she knew what she was, she might think he was a threat and call to have him arrested. Then again, if she was have as scary as he could be when he was upset, she wouldn’t have to.

“I’m a fairy, too.” He said, still keeping his voice low. “Though, I’m only half. My brother and I, our mom was a witch.” He explained, his life’s story practically flowing out of him. “My dad’s a whole fairy, and so is my grandma and my uncle.” He was really excited, again, now that the threat of potential men in white coats coming to take him away was gone. He’d never met a fairy he wasn’t directly related to, and just happening upon her when he was visiting his favorite Cajun-y restaurant? Excited. He was going to have to thank Sam twice over for this.

He sat up straight, and glanced around. “So.. are you…” He tilted his head and peered at her. “My brother can read people’s minds. I can’t, but he does all the time. Can you do that?” He asked, curiously. “I’m more of the explosions-and-knocking-stuff-over kind of fairy.” Not that he minded – the way his brother talked, reading minds was a giant burden and was often way more trouble than it was worth. Nick got some embarrassing stories out of him involving his mind-reading. But hey! At least he didn’t get knocked out every time he lost it and got to hear too many deep dark secrets or whatever.

“This is incredible.” He said, beaming at her. “I thought my family was one of the only ones left! Do you do magic?” He asked, realizing he was doing the whole bombarding-with-information thing that was probably really annoying.

Sookie could not really understand what she was feeling or pin point why she was feeling this way. She had never met someone like him. Someone who made her feel this way and knew what she was. Barely anyone knew what she was. Some people could tell she was special but none of them had been able to pin point what she was. Bill had been able to, but that seemed so long ago. He knew what she was, it was only fair that he told her what he was but she could understand the dilemma in his mind. The fight. Opening up to someone when you were different, special was never easy. You never knew who could trust.


“Listening to your magic?” Sookie was rather confused about the whole thing. How could one listen to magic? It was clear that she had a lot to learn about this whole thing. Perhaps…no that was too quick. “I know what you mean, it felt like my whole mind was trying to tell me to get to you. Talk to you. But you know how it is, you know how hard it is to trust someone…” he didn’t have to tell her, she understood it perfectly. “family.” She said is a whisper. Yes he felt like family. Not the same family as Jason but something like that. Something strong.



Sookie had only met one another fairy in this world. The fairy she had met were back in fairyland, a place she never wanted to have to visit again. “I’m not a full fairy either.” It sounded so strange to say those words out loud. Knowing you were a fairy was one thing, saying it was another thing. It made her feel quite insane. “My grandfather was a fairy as well.” She told him. “But I don’t know anyone else that is like me.” I have not met a lot of people like me either.” She added. “How long have you known about yourself?”

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes for a moment or so trying to find the words. There was so much going on, she had the worst time thinking straight. This was too much. Too much all at once. She opened her eyes again and looked at him. “I can hear minds. That is how I found out there was something about me, but I did not found out until recently what I really am…” If she had had someone to let her know what she was back when she had been a child, someone to help her out, things might have been different. “I can only make other stuff happened when I’m scared or really mad.” She had never learned how to control that part of herself. She was still working on controlling the whole mind reading thing.


Sookie raised an eyebrow. “what do you mean, magic?” was he talking about things like the time she had made lights come out of her hand and people had felt back. She never really understood what had happened at that moment. Still she was not sure.

He nodded, clearly excited at the whole prospect of 'hey it's a fairy!' "Oh, yeah! It's not something I'm good at yet - like, sensing things, and being able to tell when weirdness is running around. Most people I've met have like, a sixth sense to know how people are different, and a friend of mine says it's part of their magic. I listened to mine - kind of like you said. That warm familiarity that I've met you before? That we're close. I listened to it." He said, finally, for clarification. He knew how weird the whole situation was bound to be - after all, they were two fairies in a southern comfort diner place, and they had just happened upon eachother by chance.

"I've only told a couple of people about that part of me." He finally added, to agree with her - about not being able to trust someone. He usually kept it a secret from all of the humans, and though most things could tell he was different, if he didn't tell them what he was, they couldn't usually guess. Fairies were all but extinct, according to... well... everyone. It meant there wasn't much of a baseline running around.

"Oh! Since about when the Great Reveal came up. My Gran' showed up and told me about me. Up until then, I didn't even know I was different, 'cause of some fairy magic that kept me from waking it up." He shrugged. "Weirdness, but I'm glad. If I'd had the power to light fires with my mind earlier than that, it could have turned up pretty bad for some people." He wrinkled his nose a bit. It still had.

He looked at her, brilliantly. "Oh! My brother is like you! He can't do the magic stuff that I can, but I can't hear thoughts, either. Kind of like we got two different bits, you know?" Nick was not particularly eloquent, especially when he was this full of energy, practically falling from him in waves. He knew he needed to calm down just a little - if he overdid it, things might go a bit nutty.

He nodded at Sookie. "That's how it starts! It's really easy to let it get out of hand. All you have to do is learn what makes it happen in order to trigger it when you need to. Me?" He grinned. "I practically forgot how I started out, but I mostly use actual spells, since my mom was a witch." He glanced around. What did he mean by magic?

He rubbed his chin, and tried to figure out something flashy but not so obviously magic.

"Okay, watch." He said, knowing he couldn't do any of his mental magics. That would just be large and destructive. Instead, he'd do something nice! He focused on the fake flower on the table. It was pushed off to the side, next to the salt and pepper shakers... the kind of ornamentation that is there, and often forgotten almost immediately.

He pulled the flower out of it's quaint little vase, and glanced over at the remainder of the patrons. What he was doing wouldn't be sparkles and lights... just, a change. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated, putting both hands on either side of the little cloth rose.

He murmured several syllables of latin under his breath, and felt the energy weaving between his fingertips. He focused it on the flower, and in seconds, it went from being a fake, plastic-and-cloth flower to a genuine rose. It softened in contour, and slowly, the scent of fresh-cut roses tinged the air.

He grinned a bit, and pushed it towards her.

"See? Magic."

Nicholas was talking so much, it was kind of making Sookie feel slightly dizzy, but she didn’t want to tell him to slow down so she would have a chance to catch a breath and think for a moment. He looked so happy about this whole thing she didn’t want to destroy that for him. Now it was not to say she was not happy about it, it was another faerie, someone like her. Someone who would understand her. Someone who could have the answers to all the questions she had. He knew other fairies. She felt like there was a whole new world that was opening up to her. It was a lot to deal with at once. But she wanted to have it, she wanted to deal with it as soon as possible so they could move on, talk more, and get to know each other. Perhaps find a way to protect each other as well.

“Yeah not a lot of people know about me and I don’t really feel safe you know?” of course that could very much be because some of the people who knew were vampires and they were drawn to her blood like moths to flame. That did not help. She would have to be careful around Nicholas. She didn’t want the vampires who knew about her figure out what he was. She didn’t want to put him into any danger.

When he mentioned his Gran, Sookie felt her heart sink. She missed her grandmother so much. She tried not to think about it too often but it was hard. She wished she was still around. If only she had been able to protect her, if only she had been there when it happened. Perhaps things would have been different. Maybe. But she would never know. “Because you would not have been able to know how to control it?” she asked him. She wondered if he meant something else, if something had happened to him, but it was not for her to ask, they barely know each other.


“Like you guys complete each other or something…” it must have been nice to have someone so close to you who was dealing with the same stuff as you were. As she listened to him, she realised just how much help he had gotten with this whole thing. How many people had been there around him to help him through this? She had to admit she felt slightly jealous. Her parents had tried to help her but not in the way she would have needed it, a shrink was unable to help her because it was nothing he could understand. But they had done their best and she could not be mad at them for that, bless their heart.


Sookie though for a moment. Her powers had only come out when she had been in danger. Perhaps it was a form of self-preservation. It was the only trigger she could think of. She looked at him curiously as he told her to watch. What was he going to do? She hoped he was not going to draw to much attention to them. She really doubted so but he seemed so excited so eager.

Her eyes moved back from him to the rose, she tried to understand what he was saying but it was a language she knew nothing about. But soon she saw the change, she could even smell it. With shaky fingers she reached out and touched it. At first she had though it was an illusion that he was making her see things. But no, the feeling under her fingers had to be real. There even was the slight smell to it. She picked up the rose. ‘’wow…this is…wow…’’ she looked at him. ‘’do you think I could do something like that?’’

"Exactly." Nick replied, to her question of whether or not he'd be able to control it. "It's hard to control even now - my mom's side of the family was actually full of witches who did a lot of magic with their mind. I'm just a little more capable of realizing when I need to relax and take a step back, rather than going full tilt. If I'd been able to do some of the stuff I can now, when I was younger...?" He shuddered. Yeah, it had still happened. Granted, it had been in defense of a vampire, those accidental murders... but still.

He grinned, quietly, as he saw the realization come over her. She'd gotten to see real magic, what the fairies were capable of doing. He'd worded it poorly - his brother chose not to do magic. He didn't like any part of it, since he had to live with the headache of other people in his head. Nick wasn't sure why he wouldn't at least try, but that was completely his choice, and he certainly wouldn't argue with his brother on that. It was his choice if he didn't want to do magic - it had kind of consumed Nick pretty thoroughly. He did other things, but ultimately, he constantly had a spellbook or some sort of practice here or there. Now that he had Zahir, it was almost worse, because he actually had someone teaching him.

Nick nodded, though he was trying to reign in his excitement. Was that another side effect of meeting another fairy? Or was he just being that silly because he was young and this was awesome? He didn't know, he didn't care, he just knew it was worth it.

"Fairies..." He said, pausing as a server passed them by, hesitating only until she saw that their drinks were still full. "Fairies are magic. Like, my Gran said that's the whole reason they can live so long. So some part of us is magic." He replied, easily. "It might take some time, but I'm sure that if you wanted to, you could do it. I mean, normal humans can do magic, if they try at it, so you should be able to, probably better than most humans can." It always sounded so weird in his head, when he said it like that. Like he was separating himself from the human race.

But he was separate, even if he didn't like the way that tasted in his head.

"I have to admit, I was pretty surprised - completely out of nowhere! Another fairy." He couldn't stop the wide smile. "I still am. I was just talking to this vampire a couple weeks ago about how weird it was that I only knew my family, and then... ugh! Sorry, I'm being completely spaztic. I don't mean to, it's just excited. I swear I'll calm down in a minute or so. I probably shouldn't be drinking mountain dew." He said, before taking another sip.

"So, how about you? Have you always been able to hear people think?"

Thankfully Sookie’s powers had never gotten out of control when she had been around people who did not deserve it. Her powers had only been there to protect her which was a good thing. But then again that was as far as she could remember. Perhaps her memory had blocked some things. She knew the mind was really powerful. But better not think about what she might have done when she didn’t even think there was something to think about. Sookie wondered what he meant when he said if he had been able to do before what he had done now. But she decided not to ask him, they had just meet and even if they felt like family she didn’t want to ask questions he would not want to answer. It would not really be polite of her.


Part of Sookie wondered if she really did want to be able to do magic, she had seen what she could do, what if she lost control and hurt someone who did not deserve it? What if it only made everything worst when it came to building walls around herself. What if the magic started to take over her? Maybe it would be a cross that was to hard to walk with. But at the same time she was curious, curious to know what she could do, other ways she could protect herself. Because let’s face it, she was a walking target for vampires or other creatures.


While she had been hungry before getting here, Sookie could not feel the hunger anymore. All she could really think about was the fact that she needed to talk to him more, get to know him even if part of her felt like she had known him since forever. Almost as if he was a part of her that she had not known she had, it was quite strange. Sookie looked at Nick. “I’m just unsure if I want to be able to do magic you know? I mean what if it gets out of control? I already have a hard time not letting people’s thoughts in my head, I’m not sure how I would deal with the whole new thing.” There was also the fact that she had no idea how she would learn to do such a thing either but she let that part out.


“you talk to vampire?” she asked him her eyebrow raised of course she should not have been surprised considering the fact that she was doing the same thing but still she wondered if he realised how dangerous it was. She was aware of how wrong it was of her to think of that all things considered. Sookie laughed. “it’s okay, I understand it’s pretty amazing to have someone that understands how it is around you. Makes us feel less alone.” She told him.

“well at first I didn’t really understood what was going on. I mean I though it was just random thoughts that I was having and that I was associating it with people. Didn’t take long for me to realise how wrong I actually was.” She took a sip from her drink. “but yeah over the years I have managed to be able to control it. Put walls around myself. Trouble it is does take a lot out of me to do so. Sometimes I just can’t hold it anymore and the thoughts just try to take over me or something like that.”

He slowly began to wind down - the manic energy involved with finding another fairy... it was slowly being drained from him. Not in a bad way, not by any stretch - he was just beginning to relax about it. The smile didn't fade, but the constant chattering began to even out. It made him feel a little more in control... didn't have to bumble through the conversation, now that his thoughts were being reigned in, just a little bit. He listened to her, and only when she asked what might happen did his smile falter. It was a fair question - it was one he should have thought of, a long time ago.

After a few seconds of thoughtfulness, he nodded, softly.

"I do, talk to vampires. I'm a big advocate for vampire rights - I mean, anyone that wants to treat people with respect, and be treated with respect, deserves a chance to show it." He said, a strangely grown-up thought. He'd written a huge essay on vampire rights, and it had actually gotten him pretty far in a competition, so it was easy to think that way, even at his age.

He picked up a salt shaker, and twisted off the lid. He dumped out a decent bit on to the table which might, to an outside observer, look like a teenager making a mess. It wasn't fair to lie to her, and he felt that, if they kept talking about magic, he'd be lying and sugarcoating the possibilities.

Nick smiled, as he used the palm of his hand to flatten it out a little.

"I know what you mean - the whole, keeping track of your own thoughts thing? Putting up walls?" He nodded. "I can't hear thoughts, but I have to do a lot of the same things. Magic can be really overwhelming, so I don't want to lie to you about it and say it's all amazing. Fairies... like, my grandmother, for instance. She..." He had to think of the right word, while he spread out the salt.

"She's a real fairy, and so consequences to her aren't like they are to the rest of us. She let me go on my merry way when I said I didn't necessarily want to just do fairy stuff." He grinned. "It's just harder than spells and stuff, for me." He traced his finger in the snow, and pushed it this way and that, until he had several small symbols traced in the grains.

He focused his gaze on it, and mumbled a few more words under his breath.

"But you're right to think about what happens when it gets out of control. See, when I first got my magic, it was right after the Great Reveal, and people were kind of in 'riot in the street' mode. I didn't have any worries like you did. I mean, I just thought 'hey, superpowers' and though I was psyched about being able to move stuff with my mind and talk up the dead or whatever, I didn't think about consequences."

The magic around them, now, made them sort-of-invisible. They weren't invisible in the traditional sense, they were just really boring. No one would pay attention to them.

"So anyways, rioting and stuff. Well, some people had managed to catch a vampire, and they were gonna kill him. It wasn't pretty, and I kind of panicked. I didn't want anyone - even a vampire - to get hurt. But they had him all chained up and stuff. So what did I do? New super powers." He took a deep breath, and turned his gaze back to her eyes, just to prove he was being serious.

"I killed the people that had him. It wasn't intentional - the magic just got out of control." He shrugged. "I nearly killed myself in the process, too, but the vampire got me to a hospital, so that was nice, at least." He was having a really hard time about it. He didn't say this to many people. Hell, he was admitting to murder. He'd said it to one other person, and his brother had cheated when he found out.

"Like I said. I don't want to lie to you and say magic is easy. But, I also know that when it first started showing up, it was harder to control untill I really started to practice. That other stuff that happens when you get mad, or frightened? It'll get worse if you don't figure out how to make it stop when you want it to. Even if you don't want to learn the spells and stuff - which I totally think is the awesome stuff... you should learn the rest of what you can do if for no other reason than to really be able to control it, rather than just letting it out when stuff gets bad."

After a few seconds of hushed, thoughtful silence, he tried to smile. Dramatic revelations... all because he felt safe with her. Like she was family. He felt she deserved that sort of honesty, since she was so lost in the magic part of things.

"Um. Yeah. Sorry about dropping all that on you. It's just... I didn't want to lie to you. I didn't want to be like my grandmother - tell you 'hooray magic!' and then not air out the potential consequences, too."

Sookie felt right at home, another fairy but also someone who believed that everyone should be treated with respect whether they were human, vampires or anything else. Sookie knew that a lot of people had judged her for the company she kept but at the same time they could never understand it. People were too quick to judge and didn’t take the time to really get to know someone before making their mind about them and how they were. It was not that you were friends with vampires that you were a fang bagner and still that was the way people would see her day in and day out. Either that or they would see her as the freak. That one that could hear thoughts but that people acted as if she was only crazy.



As he dump the salt on the table she couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. Was he about to do magic again? Perhaps. So she stood still waiting to see what he would do next but instead he spoke. She nodded. She could easily guess how magic could be overwhelming it was something that was more powerful than you would ever be, something that could easily take over you. It was nothing like the movies. She had often heard people saying how they would love to be able to hear thoughts but they didn’t understand the full consequence of it all. It was not something you could do only when you wanted to. It was something that was always there hunting you.


Every time he would mention his grandma it would only make Sookie miss hers even more. Consequences? She wanted to ask what consequences his grandmother had to deal with but she kept quiet, this was his time, his story, she didn’t want to cut him off. He had seemed so excited beforehand and now well. There was something sad about him, she felt. Or something along those lines, perhaps it was just that he was calmer now. She tried to understand the symbols or the words he was saying but it was just lost for her. Something she did not understand.


The more he spoke, the more she listen, without even realising it, she had moved closer to the edge of her seat as if being closer to him would get her faster to the end of the story, not that she wanted it to end or that she was bored, but she needed to know what happened. She couldn’t help but gasp. Not in discaust but in surprise. The poor kid, so young and he had killed someone.

Without really thinking about it, Sookie moved her hand so she was now holding on to his. “you know this was not your fault right?” she said locking her blue eyes on him as if she could make him see that, as if with only her mind she could make sure he did not felt bad about what happened. But she knew it was probably useless.


“but i…” she didn’t know what words to use. She was not even sure if she knew what she really wanted to say. “I don’t know how comfortable I would feel about letting someone else in, into the secret of what I really am…” she looked at him. “I mean the only family I have is my brother and he could never help me with that…” in a way perhaps she was reaching out for help. Or maybe she was just finally letting go of what had been on her chest for so long.

“don’t be sorry, I’m glad you share this with me.” She half smiled. “ I mean we are family in a way right?” at least that what she felt like. He was family. “I’m sorry you had to deal with all of that, and I’m sorry you are still dealing with all of it.” She told him.

He was surprised, when she took his hand, and tried to reassure him. He'd tensed, temporarily, though his chest eased a little, then a lot, as she spoke. He listened, softly, and that familiarity did not seem to fade, at all. Her presence was a comfort, and he just couldn't quite figure out why. It most certainly had to be the fairy thing - he felt this way with his dad and brother, but never anywhere else. He'd thought it was a feeling of familial bond - at it clearly was. The Fae must be pretty closely linked on the magical spectrum.

Nick's face broke in to another quiet grin, though they did not let go of each other's hand. It might look awkward to anyone on the outside, but thanks to his little ward, no one would be paying attention. No strangeness to see, no one sitting here.

"I can." He said, that grin staying. He was serious. He could help her. He wanted to help her. He could understand better than anyone - other than his brother, perhaps. But Nick knew exactly how she felt. The concern, the worry about letting anyone else in. That you never knew who might say or do something to hurt you because you're a little different. Even Vampires, though they were supernatural, weren't the same.

No one he talked to about magic felt it quite like he did. He never felt safe with people, and yet here, he'd just admitted to murder on the off chance that she ever decide she wanted to practice magic. It was unusual, but not wrong, either.

It was a hard lesson, but he was glad he'd learned it early, before he truly became a force to be reckoned with. He was powerful for someone of his age and experience, and he had to take that responsibly.

"You can tell me anything. I mean..." He nodded, softly. "You're right, exactly. We are family. It just feels no different than I do about my brother." He nodded, softly. "And I'd help my brother with anything. I'm here for you, even if it sounds crazy." And it did, he knew it full and well. He felt terrible for her on the other end of the spectrum - being caught up in this whole strange life, without anyone to tell you anything about it?

"It must have been hard, growing up with that gift, but with no one..." He shook his head. "No one to help you with it. No one to talk to about it. I couldn't imagine what it was like." He said, softly. "But that's different now." He was curious about her brother - she was a fairy, but he wasn't? He'd leave that alone for now - he didn't want to press about the potential there, he'd let her speak at her own pace, and hopefully draw comfort from him the way he felt it from her.

This wasn't magic like he was used to. No, this was something deeper. This was a part of them both, and he was astounded as to how he could have ever misunderstood it for anything other than family.

Sookie had not felt quite at home ever since she had left bon Temps, but this moment right here, made her feel like it was back home. Almost like she had felt when she had been back in Gran’s kitchen eating her breakfast in the morning. For the first time in a long time she felt good, happy almost. It was all so strange. She did not know what to think or do. Or she kind of knew, just stay here, get to know him even if she felt like she had known him all her life. Just keep this up for a little while longer.


Usually Sookie would have let go of his hand as soon as she had felt he understood she did not judge him and that she was there for him, but right now she enjoyed the presence feeling his hand touching her own. The energy that came out of it, the whole moment was magical but then again it was only normal considering what they both were.

When he told her, he could help her she was a bit taken back, she had not expected this. She had kind of hoped he would say something like that but he did not have to do that. Part of her also wondered if he could. Of course he could right? He was like her, he knew what it was like to feel like you could not control yourself, your powers. He understood better than anyone ever could. He had been there, he had done things he was not proud off. He could understand being scared that the magic could get out of hand, how scary it was so lose control.


“it was hard, people did not understand, they thought I was crazy but it was easier for me to let them thing I was crazy then to actually tell them what was really going on.” She explained. “People in the end figured out that I could hear their thoughts but they acted like I was just crazy Sookie.” She said with a sad laugh. “Then I meet a vampire and everything was calm around him, I did not have to put walls around him, rarely could I hear him.” Sookie said. no one knew that sometimes she would be able to see things from a vampire’s head. She had been afraid to tell someone. “It was really the only time I could let my walls down without being afraid that I would hear everything.”