Watch Sookie sleeping; the squeaking sound as a door opens on her, and then a blue shirt with white stitching, and hands around her throat. She gasps out his name, choking; he wakes, on the cold ground. Beneath Bill's house there is a little room, where the world touches the cold ground, and that's where he sleeps. His eyes fly open and he looks at his watch: the sun is only just setting. He screams, pulling desperately against gravity. He can barely get his off the cold ground, no matter how hard he tries. He's dying, while she's dying, and he can't do anything about it. He can't make her alive again. The earth pulls at him: home.

Downstairs Lafayette sweeps up while Tara picks up furniture with one of her She-Hulk pinkies; she's wondering if she should check on the recently throttled Sookie (Lafayette: "Trust me, that child is dead to the world right now") just as the door flies open and Bill zooms through the house, up the stairs, to her side. Tara and Lafayette follow the blur -- Lafayette wielding a deadly broom -- as Bill shakes her awake, terrified that she's gone. I think he really does love her. She finally wakes, looking at him through a valium haze. But if she's still alive, it must have been a dream, right? A silly dream, hers or his, nothing to be concerned about. A natural consequence of all that's happened.

(I don't actually believe that. If you've ever taken a Valium you probably don't either. I see her pulling a Ruby In The Smoke sometime in the near future and randomly producing the face of the killer. I don't know why she didn't die, but I think that really happened. And if it didn't, it was her dream, not his. But I don't think she'll remember this conversation either, so it hardly matters.)

"Don't worry," Bill says, even as she's slipping away, "I'm not going anywhere. Go on." She drops back again, into sleep, and pulls his arm around her, just like Jason when she's sleeping. He pulls his hand out of her grasp and looks at her from the edge of the bed, like he's praying. Later, Tara watches him on the lawn, standing, staring up. He looks beautiful, and strong. He looks like Lloyd Dobbler. "Do you think they're capable of loving a person?" Lafayette joins her at the window and wonders what all they're capable of. That dog joins him on the lawn, of course, and they both look up, standing strong, like men. Bill smiles down at the dog and takes a sip of his TruBlood; the dog whuffs a hello. When is a spoiler not a spoiler? When it's got a huge neon arrow pointing at it for six weeks in a row.