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”Shit,” Mina exhaled, looking at the all too familiar neon bar sign. She’d been in the parking lot only a few minutes, but was finding it difficult to go in. She didn’t know who or what she’d find.

 Mina hadn’t been to Bon Temps in...ages. There was a brief moment in time when she’d left Louisiana, after some trouble at the school, to lay low for a while. On her way back to New Orleans, she made what was meant to be a brief stop in Bon Temps so she could keep an eye on things from a safe distance. And that, was a long time ago.

Since her brief residency in Bon Temps, Mina’s life went from back to normal to totally unpredictable. She took up arms with The Winchester brothers on the tasks of putting Lucifer back in the cage, finding a way to fight Leviathan, and about a thousand different monsters and threats in between. Their jobs had brought them back to Louisiana a handful of times, but never landed them in Bon Temps, till now. Mina knew things in this shitty, sleepy town were never exactly quiet, but it worried her that she hadn’t about as much as a werewolf attack. 

Though, there was always some kind of vampire drama happening under the surface; Mina knew Sookie was never far from trouble, despite trying to avoid it. So, Mina thought it wouldn’t hurt to pay the old town a little visit, and make sure everyone was ok. 

“Sam.” Pipers voice came out in a scolding tone.  She couldn’t have helped it even if she tried...which she wasn’t.  Her hands went to her hips as she looked over the kitchen, shaking her head of dark hair.  This place is filthy!”  

She turned to the owner, hands on her slender hips.  She had grown up in this town and knew it well, even if she had gone away for a couple of years.  Bon Temps wasn’t the kind of place that would ever let you go.  

He spent days observing the house making sure there was no one around. The small German Sherpard crossed the gates swiftly. It was a big house next to the lake. It was private. There were no neighbors around. The small pup turned into a boy around his early teens. He was nude as the day he was born. Quickly, he moved and searched under the pots and plants and find the key of the front door.

“Well, a good evening to you too, Fido.” 

Sam was helping behind the bar. He’d allowed Jess to start out the night but she’d quickly become swamped under the force of the Friday night crowds. He had noticed an unfamiliar woman seated at the corner of the bar. She had been served perhaps one drink too many so Sam had made an effort to keep an eye on her and for good reason. A man he knew to be rather sleazy with women had taken an interest in her. Sam had never been able to catch the man doing anything exceptionally immoral or illegal so he had no real grounds to keep him out of Merlotte’s. That was until Sam saw him drop something into her drink when she was occupied looking at some commotion near the pool table. The man was skilled and had dropped whatever it was into her drink in a smooth motion. Sam watched as she turned back and almost took a drink before Sam reached out and slammed the glass back down on the bar top. “Sorry, miss.” He apologized quickly before taking the drink from her hand. “You’re not gonna want to drink that.” It was then he turned attention to her would-be attacker. “Outside. Now.” Sam demanded as he came around the bar and dragged the man by the collar out the front door and away from the woman who would have been his next victim. 

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