Awakening

23

". . So, you're telling me . ." Raven trailed off as she looked at Morgan "legally, you're not a Stackhouse?"

Morgan gave her a small nod, buttoning her shorts and pulling up the zipper, grabbing the tank top she set on the bed and pulling it over her head,

"That's exactly what I'm saying" Morgan replied, pulling her shirt down "I've basically just been using the Stackhouse name for the last twenty-one fucking years" grabbing her towel and drying her hair "I don't even know if my name is Morgan"

"Even if you're not a Stackhouse, your name is Morgan" looking at her

She let out a small sigh through her nose, folding up her birth certificate and putting it in the cover of one of her favorite books before putting said book back on the shelf. Grabbing the manila folder that held her adoption papers, she put it in her bag and set it on her small desk, walking over to her drawer and grabbing a pair of black Hanes socks,

"Where are you going?" Raven asked

"Eric's awake" she replied "he's coming to pick me up"

"You've been hanging out with him a lot lately" she noted

"You did the same thing when you met Sam" grabbing her converse, stuffing her socks in her shoes

Raven thought about it, and it was true. When she first met Sam, she had spent a lot of time with him, almost a month without seeing Morgan in person but they would call and text, it wasn't the same as face-to-face talks but they both got through it. She had properly met Sam at Merlotte's, the man instantly seeing that they were best friends due to their different style and accepted Morgan as a sister he never had, able to tell her things he couldn't tell anyone else, even Raven.

"Speaking of . ." Raven trailed off "I should get going, before he sends a search party"

A smile formed on Morgan's lips, knowing Sam would actually send a search party if he got the chance to, the two women walking out of the room and down the stairs toward the front door. The white haired woman opened the door, freezing when she saw Eric standing there with his signature smirk, wearing a pair of dark jeans and a black wife beater and black shoes, Raven pausing for a second, looking between the two, shaking her head slightly as she pushed past him.

"Love you!" Raven called out as she walked off the porch, toward her car

"Love you too, Rae!" Morgan replied

Morgan heard the car door close, the engine turning on before the car drove away, Eric never taking his eyes off of the woman in front of him.

". . . Come in" Morgan whispered

In an instant, Morgan was pinned against the nearest wall, a small gasp emitting from her at the sudden movement, his lips instantly claiming hers. The door closed on its own, Morgan's eyes closing as she complied to Eric's kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck, one of his hands tangling in her damp hair as his other hand gripped her waist. The hand that gripped her waist, trailed down to her thigh, easily picking her up from the floor and wrapping her legs around his waist, pressing her further against the wall. Morgan pulled back slightly for air, only to have Eric follow her lips, claiming them once more, the vampire suddenly using his speed, easily finding the room that belonged to her, a giggle emitting from Morgan as he sat down at the foot of her bed, allowing her to straddle his waist. The hand that was on her thigh slowly trailed up, his fingers under her shirt, caressing her soft skin and slowly moving upward.

Morgan unwrapped her arms from his neck, pulling back slightly and raising her arms in the air, letting him remove her shirt, leading her in her shorts and bra. She reached down, grasping the hem of his wife beater and pulling it upward, Eric helping her, removing the fabric from his body, their arms wrapping around one another, meeting in another kiss. Her right bra strap fell from her shoulder, Eric trailing his lips to her jaw, down to her neck, toward her shoulder where she felt little to no pain, his fangs snapping out with a small click, slowly piercing he skin, her blood flowing in his mouth. Morgan's eyes closed at the feeling if his fangs, her vampire feeding on her life force, and she let it happen.

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She laid on top of him, her legs on either sides of his waist as he lightly trailed his fingers up and down her back, causing small goosebumps to rise on her skin, still dressed in her bra and shorts. Eric had discarded his shoes so he could be more comfortable as he laid on the full bed with his woman.

"What's the matter, älskling?" Eric asked, his voice surprisingly gentle "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"You never hurt me" Morgan replied with a small smile "you know that"

"Then what are you thinking about?" continuing to trail his fingers along her skin

"Who I am" she whispered, even though he heard anyway "I found my adoption papers, they were never completed. So I went to Baton Rouge today, to the Childrens Advocacy where I was found, and the social worker who had my case still works there, but she was no help"

"How so?" slightly adjusting his head on her pillow

"She was glamored" raising her head to look at him "when I got to certain questions, all she said was 'they were a nice couple who were more than happy when they saw you,' with a smile. I did my little trick, and found out the man who left me there was protective and wanted to make sure no one found be because I was special"

Hie eyebrows furrowed slightly in thought, a low hum emitting from him. Morgan reached up, moving a lot of hair away from him eyes, seeing his thoughtful look,

"Do you know something?" She asked

". . I have a theory" he confessed "but that's all it is" seeing her interested look "it started as a rumor, that turned into a story among vampires"

"What's the story?" a small smile forming on her lips

"A vampire of a different breed fell in love with a witch, one who practiced black magic" he began "that witch fell in love with him, and for fifteen years, the were happy. But the witch wanted a child, as almost every woman does, but she didn't want the child with anyone else, only with the vampire she loved. As you know, vampires can't procreate. So she did the only thing she could do. The witch preformed a forbidden spell, forbidden to even a black magic user. The results were exactly what she wanted, but the cost of preforming the spell were not what she expected. She lost her power, locked away, unable to be reawakened, becoming completely human and pregnant"

"What happened to her?" curiosity in her voice

"Because the child was half vampire, it needed proper nutrients" his fingers trailing along her skin "blood. And the witch had no choice but to consume it every day for seven months until the child was born, but even then, she knew she would die. Her body wasn't strong enough to carry the baby to term without her power. Rumors began to spread, vampires wanted to kill the abomination, witches wanted to use it for power, and they had no choice but to go into hiding. The baby was born, the witch died, and the vampire gave up his daughter to another in order to protect her. After that, the child disappeared"

"The baby just disappeared?" her eyebrows furrowing slightly

"Either the baby was killed, or she was sent away where no one could find her" shrugging slightly

". . . You think I'm that baby?" pushing herself up so she straddled him

"Again, it was just a theory" he explained "I doubt you're a vampire, you don't have his fangs" seeing her confused looked "these teeth . ." pointing to his lateral incisors and canines "were at sharp points, small and easily hidden, but long enough to pierce the skin. You don't have those" lightly running his thumb across her bottom lip "but in my opinion, you would make an amazing vampire"