Note*** To avoid having this turn into the never ending story with chapter's coming out the yinyang, this will be the last chapter in 'Belong to You'. Think of it as the close of the season. I've fallen in love with my own creation though and I can't stop playing with Bo (and I had to throw in a ref to a character called Winston, didn't I? Now he's exploded into my brain in all his flamboyant, effeminate glory), and I've sort of got this idea about Vampire hierarchies that's extrapolated out from the show. Again I have to remind everyone, I haven't read the books! If I'm tearing cannon a new one, I'm sorry, I do try not to do that. The books are on order form the library... I am 16th in line for book 2 *sighs*



Oh, also a big thanks to LQTM, who said my accents were good! I struggle with them a lot and as the only places in the US I've ever been are LA and Phoenix, personal experience fails me. My only guide is making my brain's 'Sookie voice' say it over and over until it sounds right, which sometimes makes it seem a little weird because she can use 'just' and jus' half a sentence apart. What it really proves is that the dialogue in the show is pretty good, as that's all I've got to go on.



Winston was a wildly, almost aggressively effeminate man with spiked hair that had been bleached from dark brown to caramel, fluorescent orange sunglasses and a wardrobe direct from Skank's R Us boutique. He walked with the hip-swaying confidence that such a tiny man can only have with a pair of un-dead bodyguards packing glocks.

He flopped down with a sigh in front of his computer and opened Skyp to record a message.

"Bo, you need to come home. Now." He said seriously to the camera at the top of his computer screen. He opened his mouth like he was going to say something else and then changed his mind. "I need you back here sister, like, yesterday. We've got a massive micheva, and I don't even know where to start."


Bo watched the recording with a concerned frown. She'd bunked down for the day in the back of the bar which Sam had kindly light proofed for her once it became obvious she wasn't going to be able to get away from the Karaoke machine until the sickness took her. Having woken refreshed and bored, with everyone busy with their own business, she'd borrowed Sam's computer to check up on things. Her eyes widened at Winston's use of the code word and instantly reached for her cell phone.

It rang twice and then she heard his voice, uncharacteristically jittery on the end of the line. "Bo? Thank God, you have got to come home!"

"What's going on? Is he alright?"

"He's fine, he's not the problem! It's the fucking Tong. I had Jedda go down to China Town last night, they were trying to start up the damn protection racket again, probably 'cause they knew you were gone. They're using shifters! Jedda was beaten something sadistic and then riddled with silver. Get your ass home, right now!"

"Mother fucker," She hissed, slamming her hand down on the desk and making it shake dangerously. "Alright, alright, I'll be on the first available flight. Move him, just to be safe. Once Jedda's up and moving get her to contact Lern, and don't take no for an answer. Call the prime minister and..."

"That's done already..."

"What did he say?" She asked.

"Umm... it's not a he any more. Politics is a little fucked here right now, no one's really sure what happened."

"Oh Jesus, not that redhead..."

"I thought you'd like her, she's Welsh you know."

"She's an idealistic idiot. Fine, fine, what did she say?"

"That she'd got enough problems of her own and she'd really like us to fix this... she wasn't that polite, got a bit of a potty mouth on her once the camera's stop rolling. Long thing come short, she doesn't want to admit it's a crime thing, she wants it to be a vampire thing and that way when it blows all to hell she can blame us. And by us I mean you."

Bo snarled and looked for something to break, not finding anything she was sure Sam wouldn't mind her hitting, she started swearing instead. "Help cut crime rates, good PR, very very useful – first sign of trouble... God damn it! If it were possible to back-peddle up your own ass that woman would have disappeared by now!"

"Have your hissy on the plane!"

"Yeah yeah yeah, I'm going, I'm going. Don't do anything else until I get back, alright? And for fuck's sake don't go anywhere without the bullyboys. I don't want to have to destroy south east asia because the Tong killed my little brother."

"Aww, baby, the things you say. It's enough to make a faggot straighten out,"

"Shut your mouth," she laughed down the line and took a deep breath. "Alright. Big pity party later, dealing with shit now. I'll see you as soon as I can. Love you."

"Love you to, Boss."

Dial tone.



Mea Culpa Milarca666... I promise there will be plenty of opportunity for nookie in the spin-off! We've already proved I'll do just about anything for feedback LoL so you have nothing to worry about! You know chapter 5 STIL has the most comments? Not the battle or the build up, LoL, just my 'up against the wall, we dont really have time for this' sex. But look on the bright side... we're going to Australia!



Also, this is a completely fictional take on Australian politics right now. It's just useful to my plot line and hey, I love twining in RL stuff when it works. I don't know Ms Gillard any more than any other citizen and can not state for sure, one way or the other, as to her involvement with vampire Tong or their shape shifting hitters. For anyone interested, the next season will be called 'my father's secrets', the first chapter of which should be up today or tomorrow depending on the muse, my HST250 assessment's cooperation and how much caffeine I have today!