Sookie had been obediently on bedrest since they'd returned from Shreveport last night. Both Karla and Raven had been quite adamant about her need to sleep and rest, no matter how shiny her hair was, thanks to Bill's help. And really, she hadn't argued -- after the events of the week, there was little she wanted to do more than just let her body ( Read more... )

( Where Karla fusses at Sookie )

( Where Sookie makes a delicious snack! )

Sookie hadn't really slept once Russell had banished her to her room earlier that evening. She'd sat in her room, playing with the lock -- at one point, attempting to blast it off (it didn't work) -- and eventually moving the blackout curtains from the window so she could watch the sun rise ( Read more... )

When Sookie awoke, she had no idea what time of day it was. She was in an unfamiliar, luxurious room, with brocade curtains draping the bed upon which she was reclined ( Read more... )

Of course, it wasn't even Thanksgiving yet, but given how much she still didn't like crowds -- particularly ones outside of Fandom, where no one shielded -- was it any shock that Sookie chose to take care of her Christmas shopping as early as possible? She headed to the mainland as soon as she was able, only a vague idea in her mind as to what to ( Read more... )