We re-join the timeline in at the end of July or early August of 2010.  Bill is still being entertained by Lorena, Eric is still amusing Talbot and Sookie is annoying Russell.

Season 3,  Night 6

 Jesus and Lala in car

Russell interviews Sookie

Lorena cuts Bill

Tara bites Franklin

Eric and Talbot play cards

Sookis is  taken to her room

Russell and Eric in limo

Jesus warns Lala about Elegua and Chango

Jesus and Lala vs. Felton and da cats

Russell proposes to Sophie Anne

Season 3, Day 7

Coot and Debbie interrupt Lorena's long goodbye to Bill

Sunday Morning with  McCafferty:  Nan Flanagan and Senator Finch

Melinda' s corn fritters make the menu

Tara bashes in Franklin's brains

Jason takes flowers to Crystal

Tara and Sookie vs. Gus

Arlene tells Sam about pit bull

Tara and Sookie escape

Sam gets info from Andy (breakfast)

Kitch and Tammy in car

Sookie finds slave quarters

Tara meets Alcide

Lorena bites Sookie

Bill jumps Lorena

Debbie holds gun on Alcide, Tara, and Sookie

Sam turned away from dog fights

Alcide kills Coot

Wolves follow truck

Jason is depressed

Sam shifts

Summer brings biscuits

Eric bites Hadley and gives her blood

Sam collared

Sookie feeds Bill

Jason questions T-dub

Tara kicks Bill out of van

Sam shifts back and saves the caged dogs

Sookie in ER

Sam interrupts Tommy's dog fight

Jason tries to buy meth from Lala, gets a call from Tara

Sam leaves dog fight with Tommy

Sookie meets Claudine

Lala prays

Sookie dances

Season 3, Night 7

The dark approaches

The Magister tortures Pam with Tiffany earrings, Eric, Sophie-Anne and

Russell arrive at Fangtasia

Russell and Sophie-Anne wed, Russell confronts the Magister

Sookie screams when she sees Bill

Russell kills magister

Sookie breaks up with Bill

Sophie-Anne moves into Russell's palace

Russell meets with Debbie

 

Eric swear fealty to Russell, sort of

Arlene dreams of Rene

Bill releases Jessica

 Monday, August 2, 2010Babyvamp-Jessica.com

Special Guest Appearance!

Monday, August 9, 2010Babyvamp-Jessica.com

Guess Who's Home?

Monday, August 16, 2010Babyvamp-Jessica.com

My Name Is Not April

I've been havin' the weirdest dreams lately. And you know who's in all of 'em? Jonathan Taylor Thomas. It's always the same. He's my boyfriend, he comes over one mornin' to make breakfast but the fridge is empty. So we go to the grocery store to buy waffles – he loves waffles – and Hoyt is the checkout boy. He looks so cute in that little orange smock. But he won't look at me, it's like I'm not even there. He tells Jonathan how lucky he is to have a girl like me, how he once had a girlfriend with red hair too. And then a voice comes over the loudspeaker to announce a sale in aisle twelve. Jonathan starts screamin' about how boysenberry syrup goes better with Eggos than the maple kind, and then all of a sudden, he shifts into a werewolf, just like the ones I saw the other night. He goes runnin' out the slidin' doors and Hoyt looks up at me like I only just appeared at that very moment, out of thin air. He says, hello April. And I say, my name's not April, it's Jessica. And that's when I wake up. Every time.

Now I don't know what Jonathan Taylor Thomas has to do with any of this, besides the fact that I thought he looked cute in an old issue of Emily Frost's Tiger Beat Magazine that we stole from her big sister. But for some reason, it got me thinkin' about crushes. I had all sorts of 'em when I was human. But they were fun and flowery and full of notebook doodles and notes passed across the pews. Now that I'm a vampire, bein' attracted to a boy feels different. It's like a burnin' in my stomach, an insatiable itch. And even though it feels bad, like I'm breakin' some sort of law of nature, I can't help it. It's in me, down to my bone marrow.

It's kind of like that song from the musical we used to picket on the weekends, the one about all the people with AIDS. The women are tellin' each other they just wanna be themselves and for that to be okay, for that to be enough. That's how I feel. Bein' a vampire can be effin' awesome. I get to kick the shit outta werewolves, I can run fast (I mean REAL fast) and if I wanted, I could turn that little turd Summer into breakfast. And it sounds weird, but I never felt so alive in my life. But…havin' a crush on a human? Tryin' to have a relationship with a human? Sucks. Bigtime.

Maybe bein' a vampire isn't all that.

Monday, August 23, 2010Babyvamp-Jessica.com

Bloodsucking: The Pros and Cons

PROS:
I was saved from hell on earth (AKA the Hamby's).
Some guys think it's hot, like Tommy.
I can protect the man that I love.
Blood tastes so damn good.
I won't have to worry about wrinkles!
No more curfews!
I can say "fuck" all I want. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I have a new family now. Bill, Sookie, Pam, Bon Temps…
Beats the hell outta bein' surrounded by holy rollers!

CONS:
People who don't even know me hate me just because of what I am.
My virginity is immortal. Tragic.
I'm a freak of nature!
Blood tears. Gross. Major gross.
The term "sunburn" takes on a whole new meaning.
I get fang boners, totally embarrassing!

Monday, August 30, 2010Babyvamp-Jessica.com

When Mama's Right, She's Right

So me and Hoyt. How 'bout that. You know what I keep askin' myself?

What would it look like?

We can't get married. Not legally, at least. I mean, we could go to Vermont, but it doesn't really mean anything anywhere else and I don't want to live in Vermont. Can't have kids. Maxine so kindly reminded me of that the first time we met. So I guess it'd just be us. Me and Hoyt. Hoyt and me. Maybe we could combine our last names. The Hambenberrys. Or the Fortenbys. I don't know if I could introduce myself to anyone as Jessica Hambenberry without crackin' up. And Fortenby doesn't sound too good neither. And our bed! Bed is important, right? Everybody has their "side." Maybe Hoyt'd be on the left, the right side could be mine. He could have his comics on the nightstand. And some gummy bears, he likes to munch on those when he can't sleep sometimes… This all, of course, could only work if our bed was in a cubby and Hoyt somehow became nocturnal. I wonder how I could convince him of that?

The truth is, I don't know what it would look like. And that's half of what I love about bein' with Hoyt. And the other half? Well, that’s private :)

My mama once said that people will always surprise you. I didn't know what she meant, or maybe I didn't believe it. People in my life, back when I was human, were oh so predictable. But Hoyt? When I told him the truth about me? When I unzipped my outsides and let him take a peek inside, so he could see there's almost nothin’ else there besides V and some old-fashioned female insecurity, he surprised the hell outta me. Hoyt Fortenberry, I dare say you proved my mama right.

Good questions Sunny. 

I think part of the Tommy's silence stems from self esteem issues after what I am sure was a lifetime of JL and Melinda's abuse.  The vile words from JL's mouth in later episodes didn't just come out of the blue. Tommy looked like he had heard Melinda's po' pitiful me, I can't survive without you speech more than once.  Tommy had heard it all his life.  And most likely fear.  How do you survive if you can't even read or write?  And what all you have ever known is no longer there?

On Sam's part, I think it may be anger.  Anger at the Micken's for using their younger son to fight for his parents survival.  And shame because he essentially just re-inacted a scene from his past that he told the Merlotte's detainees about in the comic book All Together Now.  Ted had asked for their stories that they felt the most shame over.