Never Say Never (True Blood Fanfic - Tara/Eric)

Chapter 2 - Don't Kill the Messenger

Chapter 2 - Don't Kill the Messenger

Jesus had barely brought his Suburban to a complete stop before Sookie was opening the car door and scampering out of the back seat. Lafayette got out of the passenger side, looking from left to right as he waited for Jesus to join him. Judging by the long line of vehicles, several belonging to various news outlets, the Festival of Tolerance was well underway.

A group of protesters stood behind a yellow barricade, directly across the street from the Dorchester Hotel and Conference Center, shouting anti-vampire slogans like "Deaders Go Back to Ground" and "Humans Unite, Take Back the Night." Some of them were holding up signs that showed a bloody-faced Russell Edgington with the caption, "The REAL Face of Vampires", in bold letters.

Lafayette gritted his teeth. Hatred in any form made his temperature rise, but tonight he had bigger fish to fry. Tearing his eyes away from the group of vamp-haters, he refocused his attention on his two companions.

"I'll go warn Bill," said Sookie. "You two see if Antonia and Eric are here."

The little blonde didn't wait for them to answer. Instead, she took off towards the lobby.

Lafayette stared up at the tall building, his spider senses tingling. "So you really think we can beat this bitch?"

"Yes, I do. We just have to be strong."

"What if we're not strong enough? What if we go in there and get our asses handed to us and everybody fuckin' dies anyway?"

Jesus stilled him with a determined look. "We will defeat her, Lafayette."

"But-."

"Shhh, mi amor. Listen to me. The magic that runs through both our families is strong, combined it is more powerful than you can imagine. Before we left Mexico, my abruelo told me that you are not only a medium, but you seem to boost whatever magic touches you."

Lafayette raised a skeptical brow. "You sayin' I'm some kind of mystical amplifier?"

Jesus nodded. "I know firsthand that my magic is much stronger when we are connected. I also believe that it wasn't until you joined our circle that Marnie was able to bring that bird back to life. She'd never done anything like that before. You must've enhanced her magic in some way."

"I think you and yo' abruelo need to book a room next to my crazy ass mama."

"Fate has brought our two magics together for a reason, Lafayette." Jesus placed his hand against Lafayette's cheek then closed his eyes. "Do you feel it?"

Vibrations flowed from Jesus' fingers, making the short hairs on Lafayette's chin stand on end. It felt as though a bell had been rung inside his head. The vibrations spread throughout his limbs until he could feel it sparking from his own fingertips. Warmth filled his chest and settled in the pit of his stomach like Cognac. He took a deep breath, feeling his anxiety ebbing away.

When Jesus opened his eyes, they shined like polished onyx. "You see. That is our power, our mágico. We can do this, Lafayette. We...will...do this. Trust me, mi amor."

Trust was not an easy concept for Lafayette to latch on to, but in the two years they'd been together, Jesus had never let him down. "Alright. I trust you," he said.

"Good," said Jesus, leaning in to kiss him lightly on the lips. "We have work to do."

They walked through the large conference hall. The room was decorated with red, white and blue streamers and balloons. There was also a big Tolerance banner hanging above the stage. People were milling around wearing Peace ribbons and FFF (Fangy Friends Forever) buttons. A girl walked past with a t-shirt that read, Some of My Best Friends Are Dead.