Here goes, dear readers. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for all of your reviews and support. Until I write another story...I am addicted to reviews, so it probably won't be long. Happy New Year!


"You have finally decided to join us. Your family and friends will sure be glad to hear this news. Carol, call Mrs. Stackhouse and tell her Sookie has finally woken up!"

"Where am I?"

"Good Shepard Hospital."


"You hydroplaned during a rain storm and drove your car over a bridge." I just stared at her.

"What day is it?"

"New Years Day," she looked at her watch, "for about four hours now."

"How long have I been here?"

"Since the first week in November."

"Have I been in a coma all this time?" She nodded. Tears came to my eyes. How could this be? What about Eric? What about getting pledged and planning my wedding?

"Don't go getting yourself all worked up now. Relax a bit and thank the Good Lord you are having this conversation. The doctor will be in soon."

The doctor, a respectable looking man in his early sixties named Thomas Snow, checked me over and smiled at me.

"We will run some tests later today, but you seem to be healing very nicely. You had a very nasty bump on the head, young lady."

"How are my legs?" I had been too afraid to even try moving them. He pulled up the edge of my bed sheet.

"Wiggle your toes for me Sookie." And I did. "That is a step in the right direction. One of the nurses will get you up this afternoon and see what you can do." I breathed a big sigh of relief. Just then Gran stepped into my room, tears running down her cheeks.

"My Sookie," she said and wrapped her arms around me. After the doctor and nurses left, Gran sat at my side holding my hand. "I am so thankful you are safe, Sookie," she said, her eyes moist. "I don't know what I would do if I lost you. I love you so much, my dear."

"I love you too, Gran," I responded, squeezing her hand. "What happened to me?"

"You had an accident in the storm and your car went over the very same bridge where your parents died." Tears filled her eyes.

"Did someone see me go over? Who found me?"

"A young man called 911 and actually dove in the water after you. Somehow he managed to pull you from the car before it washed downstream. If he hadn't…."


"His name is Alex. He stops by several days a week to sit with you."

"I dreamed that a vampire saved me from the wreck." Gran looked at me rather sheepishly.

"The doctor suggested we read to you so you could hear our voices. Mrs. Beck gave me a vampire series that is all the rage now. I have been reading that to you. "

"Is the romantic lead named Eric?" She nodded. I stared at her wide eyed. "I wasn't rescued by a vampire? You didn't have an affair with a fairy? I don't work with an accountant named Bruce? Sam doesn't shift into a dog? I don't have an engagement ring from Tiffanys?" Gran shook her head no to each question. She laughed at the last one.

"You had some interesting dream, Sookie. There was no fancy engagement ring in any of the books. Although, I do think Alex looks very much like I imagined Eric in the book, minus the long hair."

A steady stream of people stopped by to see me. Jason ruffled my hair and flirted with the nurses. Sam hugged me, but didn't sniff at me like I smelled of vampire. Arlene and Tara stopped by. The nurse, named Shelly, helped me walk to the end of the hall and back. I felt like I had run a marathon. I ate a little and drifted off to sleep. Much later something in my room woke me. I opened my eyes to find a very handsome man looking down at me. He had short blond hair and the most amazing blue eyes.

"I didn't mean to wake you," he said apologetically, with a slight accent. Norwegian? Swedish?

"Are you Alex?" I asked. His smile lit up my room. "Thank you for saving my life."

"You owe me," he said with a wink. I must have looked shocked or frightened. "I'm just joking. I am so sorry. The last think I want to do is frighten you." He looked sincere.

"Have you been reading vampire stories to me too?" He actually blushed and looked at his feet.

"I borrowed a book from one of the nurses the first day – some trashy novel about a casino owner."

"You have been reading me dirty books?" I asked with a smile.

"I picked one up yesterday about a girl who wakes up from a coma and falls in love with the handsome man who saved her from drowning."

"Really? Is there a happy ending?"

"I hope so." Me too.