A/N: All chapter are Sookie's pov unless otherwise noted.
Chapter One
The Dream
“Wake up, Lover.” Eric whispered, laying tiny kisses on my ear and down my neck, his fingers moving in slow circles on my stomach and breasts. “It's well after sunset and as much as I would like to stay in bed with you all night, we have plans.”
I groaned and stretched, trying to force my body to move, and opened my eyes. My viking was laying naked beside me with his head propped upon one hand. I wanted nothing more than to lay in his bed with him, preferably with him in me, for the rest of my life.
“Oh, Eric, do we have too?” I pouted, rolling over on my side to face him and slid my arm over his hip to get my hands on his incredible butt. He chuckled pulling me to him and kissed me fiercely before pulling away, leaving me with an ache burning deep in my core. I stared into his eyes, they were pure fire and his fangs were down. I could tell he didn't want to be out of this bed any more than I did.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him back to me and kissed him with everything I had. He hesitated for a moment and then he was right there with me, kissing me even more fiercely. I laced my finger into his hair, pulling him close, grinding into his already excited member. He groaned in pleasure as I moved rhythmically against him, aching with want. I gasped as his fingers found my folds and began teasing my nub. He slid his fingers into to me, moving in quick, steady, thrusts, until I thought I would explode.
He broke our kiss to position his head between my legs, never losing the rhythm he had with his fingers. He was lapping at my center, thrusting with his tongue as he withdrew his fingers, over and over. I was on the verge of release and he damn well knew it.
He slowed his pace. I whimpered. “Not yet, Lover. Look at me.”
I watched him as he pressed his mouth to my most sensitive spot and began kissing and licking. In one quick motion he replaced his tongue with his fingers and sank his fangs into my thigh . I lost all control, bucking and grinding into his hand, screaming his name as I was drowned in one of the most mind blowing orgasms of my life. In the next instant he was in me, thrusting with uncontrollable need.
“I love you, Sookie.” he howled as his climax hit and mine halted to an abrupt stop.
I woke with tears rolling down my face, my eyes so puffy I could barely see. It has been the same every night for the past five months.
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Eric and I had our talk. We came to an agreement that due to the bond and his remembering that we should try 'DATING', as I wasn't ready to be in another relationship even if it was with him. Everything was going great. I was happy. Eric was happy. I hadn't been used as a tool for any Supe. Life was normal. Well as normal as it gets for me. Until that night.
He told me he loved me and I ran away, terrified to even look at him. I told him to leave and never come back. I rejected his love and told him I never wanted to see him again. How could I have been so STUPID?
Now I was alone. Amelia moved back to New Orleans. She said as much as she enjoyed it here, that I was to much for her to handle. I don't blame her, really. I didn't want to be around me. I would go into fits of rage, throwing things and screaming, then just break down and cry uncontrollably.
I haven't seen Eric in five months. The bond is still intact, I can still feel him though most of the time he keeps it blocked. In the day he can't and it is nearly unbearable. Dead to the world or not, he still feels and all I ever feel is pain, sorrow and HATE. He still has to protect me at all costs(Orders from the King), other than that he wants nothing to do with me. He hates me. I hate me.
I looked over at the clock, 3:30 pm. I don't have to be at work until six tonight, so I had plenty of time to get ready. I laid there trying to get a hold on myself before I went to get a shower. I don't use one in my room anymore. I just can't with out thinking of the first time Eric and I were together. Mostly I can't do anything with out think of him, but the shower is the worst. I end up wet and sobbing on the floor.
Okay Sook, put on your big girl pants and stop wallowing. You are going to eat, take a shower, go to work and pretend that everything is fine. I told myself as I climbed out of the bed and made my way to the kitchen to put on some coffee.
After drinking my coffee and eating I headed to the hall bathroom to shower when I noticed the light on my answering flashing. I pushed the play button and listened. “Sookie, it's Sam. I know you aren't supposed to be in 'til eight tonight but something came up and Holly needs to take a few days off. Do you think you can come in early? I really would appreciate it. You know I wouldn't ask but..”Beep.
“Oh, that's just great!” I said, throwing my hands in the air. “Just effin' great!”
As much as I hate to I have to do this for Sam. He is the only person I can count on. The only person who hasn't turned their back on me for any reason and HE needs me. I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth, not worrying much about my hair and make-up, got dressed and left for work.
Chapter Two
Fired
Merlotte's was packed even at 5:30, though it was Saturday. I barely got around back to the employee parking the front was so full. Something must be going on. Great! I thought to my self. At least I won't be able to think while I am here. It won't be to bad. I went in through the back entrance and headed to Sam's office to stash my purse and tell him I was here and ran smack dab into Arlene.
We used to be friends, Arlene and I. Now she has been 'brainwashed' by her FoTS boyfriend into thinking that I am the scum of the earth for hanging with Vampires and I was going to hell. She was tying on her apron and I just didn't see her standing there. I had put my shields up as soon as I got in the parking lot.
“Watch it, Bitch!” Arlene spat, trying to get a rise out of me. If she wanted to fight so be it. I was in no mood to deal with the likes of her.
“Excuse me?” I said in my bitchiest tone, just as Sam walked out of his office.
“Enough! There is enough going on tonight with out the two of you fighting. Sookie come with me.” he said as he grabbed my arm. “Arlene, there are tables out there waiting for you. Go!”
Arlene huffed as she went out into the front. I dropped my shields to take a peek at her mind. Stupid bitch. Comes in here acting like she owns the place. Sam needs to do something about it. Stupid fang banging whore! Bringing all those vampires her She'll get what's coming to her. Too bad Rene didn't kill her.
I was about to lose it over that little remark when I caught the a blank spot in the bar.
I let down my shields a little more, searching the bar for more vamps. There were three, but I also picked up on a large number of shifters. “What's going on Sam. Why are there so many vamps and shifters here? Is Eric here?” I was really starting to panic. If something was going on why was I not contacted?
“Sookie, sit down. There is a lot going on right now. Eric isn't out there and you are not going to like who is.”
Without bothering to let Sam finish I jumped out of the chair and flew into the main floor. Pam, Victor and a vampire I didn't know were sitting at the bar. “What's going on, Pam? Where's Eric? Why is Victor here and who the hell is this?” I motioned to the new vamp.
“Nice to see you too, Sookie.” She sounded pleasant enough though I could tell this was not a friendly visit. She wanted to rip my head off and that was scary. “Victor and I are here on business, to introduce Thomas is the new Sheriff of Are Five. As for Eric...well, that we will discuss in private. We will meet you at you house Sookie.”
They stood, nodded to Sam, who had come to stand behind me, and went out the door. “I'm sorry Cher. I wanted to tell you sooner and I am sorry I have to do this but...your fired!" He turned and went to his office before I could process what he said.
“Fired! Fired?” I ran after him. “What do you mean I'm fired, Sam? How could you do this to me?” I screamed, standing outside of his office which he had locked. He didn't answer. I snatched my purse up from the door handle where he hung it and stomped out. Not very adult but I just didn't care. I am through caring.
I was so mad it only took me five minutes to get from Merlotte's to my house. Everything was a blur, luckily no one else seemed to be driving down Hummingbird Road tonight. Pam, Victor, and Thomas were there, waiting on mu front porch as I drove around back. I sat in my car for what seemed like hours trying to get a grip on what had just happened. Eric was no longer Sheriff, which couldn't be good. There were three vampires waiting at my front door on BUSINESS. And my best friend and boss just fired me. This night was turning out great!
Chapter Three
Breaking Down
Pam walked up to my car, startling me out of my thoughts. “Sookie, we are waiting. Victor is here from the King and you cannot keep him waiting.” she said as she opened by door. I got out of the car, fumbling with my keys, and unlocked the back door. “You may all come in.” I called down the hall, knowing they could hear me, and went to sit at my kitchen table.
I didn't offer any blood, I didn't have any to tell the truth. I was not involved with any vampires, had not been since Eric, so I had no need to have it on hand.
“So, what is all of this about?
“Sookie, what happened in here? Pam asked, clearly not paying any attention to question. “It looks a fright. This is not like you.” She was looking over my shoulder at the counter and sink, where my dishes were unwashed.
“She seems to be in the same state as him.” Victor said looking at Pam.
“I have to agree, Victor, this is not like her. She has always been tidy and well mannered.”
“I am sitting right here!” I said, slamming my hands down on the table. “I asked you a question. If you there is something you need, speak now. If you are only here to judge the state of my home and personal life then you can just go!” I was screaming by the time I made my way past them and into my living room.
“Sookie, it is not that simple. Your emotional state is part of the business we are here about. As you realize, Eric is no longer the area sheriff. He has taken a leave of absence with the permission of the King. He did not tell anyone where he was going, only that if he was needed he could be reached only by email.” Pam was rambling. “You are to blame and you have to fix it. I don't know what you did, but what ever it is, you need to undo it. It seems that you have not been much better and if the shifter was truthful with me one the phone, than you have lost your job. Where is Amelia? We may need her tonight? Pam asked.
“Not that it is any of your business but Amelia hasn't been living here for nearly three months, so you will have to make due without her.” I flopped down on the couch with little grace and couldn't care less. Pam just shook her head.
“Thomas, leave us.” Victor dismissed the vamp as he walked over to me. “Ms. Stackhouse, I can see that this has been difficult for you but you have to understand that you and Mr. Northman have becoming a liability and the King will stand for it no longer. If what ever has passed between you and Eric can not be reconciled then the King will have no choice but to sever your bond. You will die. As for the Northman, he may be able to survive it and move on, if not than you both die."
I was crying uncontrollably by the time he finished. What have I done. This is all my fault. “He hates me. What am I supposed to do?I have not seen of heard from him in months. There is nothing I can do. Pam, if the bond must be severed than I want you to do it. I know what that means. You will have to kill me. It doesn't matter anyway. I have lost everything. I was so stupid.”
Pam glanced to Victor, he nodded and I knew that my time had come. I didn't care. If it released Eric from our bond and the hurt I caused him then it would be worth it. Victor rose and left.
Pam walked over, sat down beside me and took my hand. “If you are going to do it, do it now.” I said and tilted me head to bare my neck to her. Her fangs ran out as she grabbed me, throwing me up against the wall. My head it first, I nearly passed out. She was on me in an instant.
“What is wrong with you? Are you so ready to die? If so, than you are not the woman I thought you were. Were is the Sookie I know? The one that fights to the end no matter the danger. The strong brave Sookie that will do what she must to protect her friends and family. The one that ran back into an exploding building and saved vampire and human lives the same, including mine!”
She was shaking me, her grip was so tight on my arms that I thought they were going to break. “Do you not care for him Sookie? Would you rather he face his final death than see him again? Maybe I should just kill you. You stupid, insolent, naïve child.” She let go of me and turned to leave the room.
“You don't understand Pam. He will never forgive me. He shouldn't forgive me.”
I said through ragged breaths. “I have tried to talk to him. He shuts me out. He closes himself off from the bond while he's awake, but I can feel him during the day while he sleeps. Hurt, anger and hate. He sends it all to me when he is sleeping. How am I suppose to fix that?”
Pam had slumped down against the wall beside me. Listening intently to what I was saying. It was a very human thing to do and Pam never does anything human. Now that I think about it, this whole situation is rather human. Kind of like an intervention. I laughed so hard it hurt and sent me into another crying fit.
“You're leaking again. Honestly, I don't know what it is about you humans. What does crying solve?” Now there is the Pam I know. Waving her hand she said, “Now Sookie, dry your eyes and lets talk about this. Tell me what you did and I will help figure out what to do. My masters existence depends on it.”
“He told me he loved me Pam! He said it and I ran. I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in. He came to the door after me, trying to figure out what was wrong and I told....” I had truly lost in now. “I told him...to go away and never come back. I said I never wanted to see him again. But I didn't mean it. I swear I didn't mean it. I was so scared. I knew he cared about me but I never thought he really loved me. I knew he remembered the time we'd spent together during the witch war and that he said he could love me then, but I just couldn't believe that he did. When he said it I panicked. And do you wanna know something? He asked me once if I had a habit of running when things get complicated in relationships. I didn't know the answer then, but now I do. I do run. When there is the least little bit of emotional turmoil I run. Now I have lost the only man I have ever loved because I was scared. I've hurt him. I rejected him and will never get it back.”
“Well, that explains a lot. You really are a stupid child Sookie. Have you tried to talk to him? Tried to explain?”
“He won't talk to me. I know he won't. Why would he? Besides, I called to him through our bond every night for three months. Telling him I was sorry and I didn't mean it. Begging him to come see me. He just shut himself off from it.”
“Have you told him you love him?”
I shook my head no. She jumped up, pulling me with her. “You're coming with me. I have a plan!”
Chapter Four
Are we friends?
The drive to Shreveport was a short one. I'd never ridden in a car with Pam before; she may actually be more reckless than Eric, if you can believe that. Vampires tend to be speed demons. They may be nearly indestructible but the 'mere humans' like myself definitely weren't, which I told her more than once.
"Pam, will you please slow down? Unless your plan really is to kill me!" She laughed and slammed on the accelerator before she slowed to a more reasonable speed. By reasonable I mean less than 100mph.
Thank you was all I said as I eased my grip on the safety bar most commonly referred to as the 'Oh Shit' bar because that is the first thought people have when they reach for it. She nodded. "I am not used to having humans in my car. Least of all humans I care to keep alive." she said with that devious fanged grin.
I didn't want to think to much about that. Pam was obligated to protect me, sure but it seemed to be a little more than that. Maybe Pam actually liked me, human or not? More like she liked me being around so she could tease Eric. Well until recently, I thought as a singled tear rolled down my cheek. I wasn't going to cry again. I had to be strong. Pam had a plan.
We pulled in front of Pam's brick rancher about ten minutes later. Just seeing it again reminded me of the first time I had been here. We, as in just about every Supe I knew and some I didn't, had met at Pam's to fight a coven a psycho Were witches that had cursed Eric and planned to drain him and sell his blood. That's when all the mess between Eric and I began.
He was placed in my care while he was cursed, thanks to Jason who I still was NOT speaking with, so the witches couldn't find him. He'd had amnesia and couldn't remember anything about himself. I fell in love with him during that time, but it wasn't the real Eric. The domineering, egotistical, political, and powerful Eric, but a sweet, unsure, carefree Eric, so when he offered to give up everything and stay with me, I stupidly said no. I just couldn't do that to him. It wouldn't have been fair.
I slid out of the car and silently followed Pam to the front door. I hesitated, briefly, at the threshold for what I was unsure before I stepped through. It felt strange to be here...alone.. with Pam. I may count her as a friend, well as much as you can say a vampire is your friend I guess, but this was still weird. Pam and I were going to work on a plan to get my 'boyfriend' back like regular girlfriends. Me and my pal, Pam! That brought an actual smile to my face.
“ I am glad to see you smiling, but I think it would be better for my plan if you were...well, a little more like you were when I was at your home, Sookie.” That brought reality crashing back on me and fast. It wasn't hard to sink back into the depressed, wallowing state I have been in for months. I sank heavily into her couch.
“ Thank you, Pam, for helping me.” I knew it wasn't so much for me as Eric but what the hell right. No matter who her main priority was I would benefit, I hoped anyway. “So, what exactly is this plan? What do I do?” I asked, just ready to get to work on whatever needed to be done.
“ It's simple really. We just have to get Eric to come to you.” She was excited, almost pacing. This was fun for her. I looked at her with a dumbfounded expression. “That's my part.”
Like I hadn't been trying to do that for months now? If that was her big brilliant plan than I was in big trouble, Eric too, apparently. I said as much.
“ So little faith in me, Sookie?”
“Well...it's just...”
“It is simple. He is obligated to protect your life at all cost, as am I. He will have to come or risk punishment from the king.”
“But I am not in danger Pam. He has nothing or no one to protect me from.” She flashed me a fanged grin, that terrified me more than words can explain. “Oh no, Pam! What are you thinking? You're scaring me.”
“Good! It will seem true when I contact him if you are afraid. I will not tell you everything Sookie, but I will say that it is not going to be easy for you and you will get hurt. There is no way around that, I'm afraid. You will stay here under the rouse that there was an attack on your life. It may take a day or two to get it all set up, but once I have everything in place you will be stolen from me while I am in my daytime sleep and I will contact Eric. Now if you will excuse me I have some phone calls to make. You can take the first bedroom on the left.”
I took that as my cue to leave and headed to the bedroom. I doubted I be able to sleep but I did want to be alone. I had a lot to think about and even though I can't read Vampire minds(one of the reasons I enjoy their company, for the most part) I still liked my privacy when I mulled things over.
The bedroom was small, way smaller than mine I noticed, but it was very elegant and feminine. The wood furnishing were light oak,which sat beautifully with the soft yellow of the walls and the cream bedspread with tiny yellow and pink flowers. It reminded me of spring.
Pulling the covers down, I climbed into the bed. It was heaven. I don't think I have ever been in such a comfortable bed in all my life. I just laid there reveling in it, letting my muscles relax and my mind wander. I tried not to think about Eric too much and focused on the trouble ahead. Planned or unplanned, it was still trouble and I knew better than to think that it would all go smoothly. What if Eric didn't come? What if he went rogue? I closed my eyes and pushed all of those thoughts from my head. I needed something to take my mind off of things.
Opening my eyes I glanced a few magazines on the nightstand. Southern Living and Better Homes and Garden. Not my favorite choice but it was better than nothing I supposed. I grabbed one and flipped through the pages. I fell asleep before I finished the first one.
Chapter Five
Hiding Out
I was still in my Merlotte's uniform when I woke and felt gross. I needed a shower in the worst way even if I hadn't actually worked in the uniform. It still made me feel dirty. Getting out of the bed was harder than normal; it was just so darned comfortable. I forced myself up and straightened the blanket back over the bed. There was a note on the nightstand that held the magazines, which Pam must have put back.
Sookie,
There are a few suitable outfits for you to wear while you are staying with me. I have left you use of my car and credit cards for the day to buy food and any other personal items you require. Make yourself at home.
Pam
Well, at least that settled what to wear after my shower. I really didn't want to spend Pam's money, but I didn't have much of a choice since I didn't bring anything with me, including my purse, when I left my house. I would just have to pay her back I supposed.
The clothes were definitely 'suitable'. Two pair of jeans, a sky blue cashmere sweater, a long sleeved white wrap shirt, a few short satin nighties and two white lacy bra and pantie sets. I didn't know why Pam would have clothes in my size but I was grateful I didn't have to wear my Merlotte's clothes. I grabbed a pair of the jeans, sweater and the undergarments from the drawer and went to find the bathroom.
It didn't take long. It was the second largest room in the house. Apparently, Bill wasn't alone in his huge bathroom fixation, Pam's was enormous. It was more like an island oasis than a bathroom complete with vegetation. The tub was in the back corner on a platform you had to step up on to get into it, almost like a stage. The shower was in the opposite corner and just as extreme with opaque, square glass tiles as walls, multiple shower heads to spray from all directions and even one of those big heads that come from the ceiling to imitate rainfall. Of course there was a toilet and sink for appearance sake but they were just basic.
I decided that I would skip the tub because I might never leave it and turned on the shower to let the warm warm up before stepping inside. I stood under the water letting it relax my muscles for at least fifteen minutes before I began washing my hair and body. Being alone in such a fantastically huge shower made me think about another shower I had shared with a certain Viking. I wondered if he had ever showered here. I missed him. Why was it that I couldn't do even something as basic as cleaning myself without being reminded of Eric?
I turned the water off as soon as my hair was rinsed and got out, no longer able to enjoy the pounding water. I dried off as quickly as possible, slipped on the clothes and pulled my hair back into a pony-tail. I was in no mood to bother with anything more than basic grooming.
I wanted to go back to bed and sleep for the next couple of years and forget about everything bad in my life, whether I created it or not. I didn't wan to go to the store and I had no business behind the wheel of a car, especially a borrowed car. So instead of risking Pam's Lexus IS or any other drivers I ordered pizza from a local pizza delivery I found in the phone book. Luckily I found thirty dollars cash in the envelope with Pam's keys and credit card.
After eating, I decided I would watch some television since Pam didn't have very many books lying around. I lounged on the couch, browsing through channels. There wasn't much on though Pam had over 1000 channels. When I couldn't find anything to watch I decided I would just take a nap while I waited for Pam to wake.
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“No. She is sleeping. Are you sure the King doesn't know Eric is gone?”
I am not sure if it was the mention of Eric or Pam's voice that woke me but I am sure that I wasn't supposed to hear this conversation. I know I should not be eavesdropping, it's impolite, but I just couldn't stop listening.
“I have everything in place; it shouldn't take more than a a couple of days. Of course he will, I know my master well. She is his. He will not stand for such an insult no matter his feeling for the girl and if not than it will be taken care of. I'll see to it myself. Yes, Victor, I am aware. Thank you for your assistance.”
I didn't know what to do with this information and I was pretty angry about the His part at fist but who was I kidding. I was his and I knew it. Not that he owned me or anything but yes, I was his. I wanted no one else. I knew that the King not knowing Eric was gone was a bad sign. Victor hadn't told the king. I really thought that he would jump at the chance to get rid of Eric. Is he not as loyal to the king as I assumed? I needed to think about that some more but I now was not the time.
I heard the phone click as Pam closed it. I snuggled back into the bed, not that I could pretend to be asleep around Pam she would know simply from my heartbeat, to give the illusion that I had just woken up. She was in the room and leaning on the edge of the bed before I had the chance to pull the blanket back over me.
“Pam! You scared me.” I said, catching my breath. Though I was expecting her to pop in I didn't expect it to be that fast. She shook her head and chuckled. Vampires! “Is some one here? I heard voices. I think that's what woke me.”
I wasn't sure I should let her know I heard her but I didn't want to lie either. I was counting on the fact that she would just assume human ears would have been able to 'hear' her conversation. Really they wouldn't but I've had enough vampire blood that it seems I have permanently heightened senses. Not near as good as vamps or shifters for that matter but better than the average human.
“No, there is no one here. I was on the phone....” she hesitated for a moment. “...with Victor. I have everything in place and I was filling him in on the time line.”
I was more than a little surprised. Pam was sharing, not everything, but sharing nonetheless. I decided I would try and get a few questions that had been nagging at me answered while she was so 'talkative'.
“Pam?”
“Yes?"
“I... I was just wondering why Victor is well...you know...helping. I would have thought he would be glad to get rid of Eric. He didn't seem to like the fact that the king didn't want to kill him during the take over.”
“Eric has known Victor for some time. Victor owes Eric a favor. I would imagine that he was hoping that the king would dispose of Eric so he would be free from the 'favor'.”
I knew all about owing vamps 'favors'. It was one or the reasons I broke up with my last boyfriend. He had to take up with the kings party and ultimately betray me because of a debt he owed him. And because of his crazy mom, which was the reason he owed the vamps in the first place. “Oh, so that's why he's helping? You called in the favor?”
“Well..yes. I did.” She said it with a pride, clearly impressed that she commanded the kings second in command. “Though he really didn't have a choice any way. If the King.....because the King told him he had too.”
She almost said “if the King had known” but caught herself quickly. I still wondered about that but I knew there was no getting it out of her, without letting her know I knew. Even then she probably wouldn't tell me why. I'd just let it go for now.
“ Can we trust him?” She raised an eyebrow at that so I rephrased. “Rather, can you trust that he won't kill Eric (and me ) anyway and tell the King that he had no choice?”
“It is a chance we have to take, Sookie. This won't work without him. He will have to tell Eric that the King has called in the order of protection on you.”
“Can't you just do that? I mean, wouldn't he come if you told him?”
“I have already emailed him to tell him that we believe you are in danger and that you are staying with me until we can figure out the threat. He has not responded.”
I couldn't help but think about what that implied. He was told I was in danger and still hadn't come. It was so heartbreaking that I doubled over in pain. I actually hurt. I tried to hold back the tears. I didn't want Pam to see me cry again. “He isn't coming is he? He won't come for the king either. He would rather I be dead.”
“Honestly Sookie, I just don't know.”
I couldn't hold back after that. I curled myself into a ball, Pam sat behind me on the bed and rubbed my hair as I cried. And that's how we stayed until dawn.
A/N: This chapter is from Pam's point of view. I want to thank you all for the reviews and kind words.
Chapter Six
The Plan
I had known when I said that he hadn't responded she would be upset. I had actually counted on that. Her mood had changed since she had been here and that wouldn't to do for my plan. She needed to believe that she had truly lost him in order to give herself fully, to open herself up to him. He had responded, telling me that I was responsible for her and to do what was necessary to keep her safe, but he would not be coming, unless it was life or death. Did he not realize that it was already life or death for the both of them or did he just not care?
I should just kill the girl, hope that Eric would survive and that he wouldn't kill me for harming his bonded. I couldn't. The thought of her death, not just what it could mean for Eric but the lose if her, saddened me. She was the most surprising human I had ever known. She is childish, stubborn and defiant to be sure but she was also strong, proud and brave. She added excitement to my somewhat dull existence.
I sat there on the bed with her most of the night. I had fed before she woke. I don't know what came over me really. Sookie was the only human I actually enjoyed having around, for more than sex or blood that is. Though I have to admit that I would enjoy her for that as well, but I didn't understand why I was compelled to comfort her. It just seemed the right thing to do. It was nearing dawn before she slipped into a deep sleep. I had just enough time to contact the Victor before going to ground.
I dialed the number, knowing he would not be pleased to be disturbed.
“Yes?”
“It's Pam. I have made contact with the Were, David Andrews. He said that things were going perfectly. The Fellowship has been informed of Sookie's whereabouts. They will be coming “rescue” her no later than Monday. He will be the one to over see her.”
“The king will be displeased if she dies.”
“She will not. She has the protection of their pack. Hervaux assured me that Andrews was reliable, He has been under cover in the Fellowship in Monroe for nearly six months. He has gained some standing with them. They trust him.”
“This is the best you could come up with?”
“We will be able to take them out and still make it look like they initiated the attack by kidnapping Sookie. Are you not pleased?”
“I am.” He hung up with out another word.
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I rose to find my house in shambles. I had told the Were to make it look believable but this was ridiculous. The room Sookie had been occupying was destroyed. There was even a hole in the wall where it seems a foot went through. My television was on the floor busted, drapes torn from the windows. It is amazing the police hadn't been called. I chuckled to myself despite the damage. Trust Sookie to put up such a fight during a planned kidnapping! It certainly looked real.
I grabbed a blood from the refrigerator before calling Victor and emailing Eric. I sat down at the table to make my call when I heard my front door open. I knew who it was immediately and made no attempt to move. He was angry.
Eric was in front of me before the door closed and had me by the neck. I didn't need to breathe but the it was still uncomfortable to have my throat clenched shut. I gasped as he slammed me up against the wall.
“Where is she? What have you done to her? Her blood is on the table. What have you done Pam?” He growled and loosened his grip on my neck so I could speak.
“Nothing Master.” I said diverting my eyes. “Do you forget that I know when you are lying to me?”
“I allowed her to be taken. I believed that she would be safe while she was here. I failed you Master.”
He released me completely and I crumpled to the ground. I didn't move. I just stayed there on my knees before him. He could kill me if he so choose for allowing Sookie to come to harm.
“How did this happen? Why was I not notified when she was in danger?” His voice was no less angered but it was slowly turning from me to himself. He was blaming himself.
“I emailed you two days ago saying that I believed Sookie was in danger. That I was keeping her here for the time being.”
“Yes, and what was my response?” He grinned as he asked.
“You said you would only come to her in a life or death...” I stopped myself as I saw the glint in his eyes. He was amused. “You didn't get the e-mail, did you?”
“No, it seems someone has gone to great lengths to keep this from me.”
“But who?” I asked but realized I already knew the answer. “Eric, we have to call Hervaux.”
“And why is that?” He growled at me, pulling me to my feet.
“I have made a mistake. I thought if she was in need of protection you would come to her. You could work things out. I called in a favor.”
“From who Pam?” His voice was fire and fury. I had never been afraid of my maker until this very moment.
I dropped my head. I could not look at him. I could not answer. I might as well have killed Sookie myself. It would be less painful than facing what I have done. “I am sorry!” I felt a cool liquid running down my cheeks as I said the words. I was crying.
Chapter Seven
Kidnapped
I was dragged out of bed by two men. Like any girl being stolen from her bed would, I panicked. Kicking and swing my arms with all the strength I could muster in my groggy state. It didn't do much good. I was not in fighting form and they were strong.
The man at my feet wailed as he dropped to his knees. I managed to free a foot and kick him in his balls.
"You stupid bitch!" They both yelled as I struggled to free my arms. I felt the grip on my left arm loosen so I struggled harder to reclaim it. Once free, I slammed my elbow into his nose.
"Fuck!" I felt hand clamp one the back of my head, grabbing a fist full of hair, pulling it back to see into the mans face. "Ooh, you'll pay for that."
That was the last thing I heard as my head was slammed down onto Pam's kitchen table. The only things I registered were pain and blood before my world went black.
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My head was throbbing. My face was swollen and tender. I tried to open my eyes but the constant steam of pain behind them just wouldn't allow it.
I realized too my surprise that I wasn't tied up. I was actually laying on something very soft and very comfortable. I risked opening my eyes once more to take in my surroundings, wincing at the pain the light cause as I did so, but not shutting them regardless.
I was laying on the biggest bed I had ever seen in a room triple the size of mine back home. The bed wasn't the only large furnishing in the room, everything was over-sized. It was decorated in reds and golds with a floor to ceiling tapestry opposite the bed. It was then that I realized that I had panicked during Pam's kidnapping. Why else would my captors put me in such a fabulous room?
She told me I would be hurt, that it would have to seem real until Eric got here. If Eric got here! Then I would have my only chance to make him understand how sorry I am. How stupid I had been. This was my last chance. If he couldn't or wouldn't forgive me then I would die, no question about it, the King would kill me.
I slowly got out of the bed, trying to keep my head as still as possible. The headache I had only worsened and if it wasn't for the fact that I needed a bathroom and fast. It didn't take very long to find the bathroom seeing as there were only two doors in the room. A set of double doors and a larger single. I chose the single and was correct.
The bathroom was just as grand as the bedroom with what I would assume real gold fixtures and an oversized claw-foot tub. There was no shower I noticed but there was a toilet and toilet paper. Thank God! I wasn't sure if I was in a vampire residence so I was hoping that there would be one.
After tending to my human needs, as the vampires I associated with referred to them, I decided to clean up a bit. I just knew I would be covered in blood. I wouldn't take a bath just yet, not knowing who would pop in if I did, just wash up at the sink. I looked in the mirror over the sink and to my surprise I was rather blood free. My clothes weren't but had cleaned my face of it. I didn't want to think how. I remembered how Quinn, my were-tiger ex boyfriend, had licked the blood from a cut I had gotten the first time I met him. I guess all supes liked blood, not just vamps.
I was starving. I didn't know what time it was but I knew that it had been at least sixteen hours since I ate last. I didn't want to go wandering around a strange place and I didn't see a way to contact anyone. "Great!" I said out load to myself as I plopped down on the bed. I slid up the bed to make myself more comfortable when I noticed a note with my name on it on the nightstand.
I opened it and began reading.
Ms. Stackhouse,
I hope everything is too your liking. I have a feeling you will be here for quite some time. I presume you will need to eat when you wake so there is a small kitchenette stocked for you. If there is anything else you require do not hesitate to ask. I will see you at sunset, MY Dear. Remind me to thank Pam for this wonderful opportunity.
Victor
Thank Pam. I was going to thank her alright! Why would she put my in Victor's care? Wouldn't that cause problems with the King if Eric kills him? I mean surely she doesn't think that he will just laugh this off once he gets here and sees that I am fine. Quite the opposite I would think. Pam has to know that!
There was nothing perverse or untoward in the note, though I don't know why I would be here for very long unless they are hiding me here to prolong this charade, but Victor gives me the creeps. I don't trust him for a second. I do , however, trust Pam and if this is what she thinks will work I will not question it, too much. She knows what she's doing. I hope.
I mused over that while looking for the kitchen. It was through the double doors (which lead to a very nice sitting room) and down a small hall. I found coffee, a variety of soft drinks and some basic sandwich things in the fridge but didn't look for anything more substantial. That was all I would need at the moment. I made a turkey on wheat bread sandwich, grabbed a diet coke and sat at a very small kitchen table. It was more like a detached bar, just enough room for two people , the height of the counter tops with very tall chairs. The entire area was rather small with very few appliances: a microwave, a coffee pot, some kind of grill that closed down on the food, the fridge and a flat top stove. Very basic not that I expected more from a vampire. They don't eat after all.
I finished my food, cleaned up my mess and headed back for the bed. My head was still throbbing, though a lot less now that I had eaten, and my whole body ached like it had been run over. I just wanted to lay down and disappear before Victor showed up. I climbed and the bed a wished that I could just rewind time and start this all over. Maybe I would let the Rat's drain Bill...no, couldn't do that! Maybe I would just ignore him and he would have leave and I would never get involved with Supe's. Well besides Sam. I wouldn't be bound to Eric, I wouldn't have killed countless people or witnessed any of things I had over the past few years. I would just be crazy Sookie.
After thinking about it I realized that no matter what pain I endured(physical or emotional), how many bad things I'd seen happen or whether I died because of this particular predicament I wouldn't actually change anything. Some of it was awful, yes, but there was a lot of good too. I loved and had love. I have met some amazing people. I saved the lives of humans and Supes alike, including my brother, and I have found quite a few new family members I never knew existed. Yes, there was quite a bit of good that I just wouldn't want to change.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when the bed dipped in. Victor was sitting at the edge staring at me. It startled me, but I wasn't going to let him know it.
"Good evening, My Dear. I am glad to find you awake. I was worried you might have been injured and would still be resting. Have you eaten?"
"Yes I have and yes I was injured. Those stupid men almost broke my nose, not that you would actually care, but still. By the way, why am I here and where are we, anyway?"
"We will discuss that later. For now I want to make sure you are as comfortable as possible."
"I would be more comfortable if I knew where I was. When is Pam coming? Have you talked with Eric? Is he coming?"
He cackled, it was disturbing to say the least, and it sent chills down my spine. "Northman! No, I think not. He has more pressing matters to tend too. It seems the King has requested his immediate attendance in Las Vegas, Pam as well. You are stuck with me, but do not fear. You are safe."
"Why? What does the king want? Is Eric in some kind of trouble?"
The gleam in his eyes was terrifying. I would have given anything at that moment to be able to see inside his head.
"That is not your concern. Eric is no longer your concern. You are mine."
Chapter Eight
Trapped
Jesus Christ, Shepard of Judea! Not even hearing that in his head would have prepared me for the words escaping his lips, I am sure. What was with vampires that they think that they can take a girl against her will and she will 'yield' to them? I mean really!
"I most certainly am not yours!" I snapped, jumping from the bed and placing my hands on hips. " I am Eric's! I will always be his."
"Oh, but you are My Dear! Eric will be ash and you will be mine." He glared at me from across the bed waiting for my reaction to the mention of Eric's final death. "The king will see to it now that he knows your 'bonded' has abandoned his post and that stupid child of his conspired to keep it from him. She will more than likely join her maker."
I tried to keep calm but didn't manage for very long. I was furious. How dare he! If anything happened to Eric or Pam I would stake him myself. I have done it before, okay I got lucky, but I would do it again consequences be damned. "You treacherous rat bastard. I will never be yours. I would rather die than let you touch me."
"Sookie! Sookie! Is that any way to speak to your future mate?"
"You aren't my future anything. You aren't going to have a future when Eric finds me and he will. I am still under the kings protection. Besides, Eric told you the night of the take over, that if any harm were to come to me you would be deal with forces you can't even imagine. It was true then and it is true now. All he has to do is make a call."
"Oh, I know! You don't honestly believe I didn't know you were Fae, do you? You are very special, but not so special that little faery of yours would attempt to attack a vampire. She would have to ask her prince and I do not for a second think he would risk war for a half breed. Do you?"
Okay so he was clearly referring to Claudine so he did know something. I was just glad that he didn't realize I was Niall great-granddaughter that still left me with the upper hand in this matter. I would just have to play it cool.
"How did you know I am part Fae? I mean, Queen Sophie-Ann and her entourage knew, but that is not something she would have been telling others. And how did you know about Claudine?"
"The tiger was rather forthcoming with that information. He thought that if we knew it would keep you safe, that you would be a prize. He was right. I would not have harmed you that night regardless of the Viking's decision. You are a treasure my dear!"
I crumpled to the floor. My whole body shaking from pain, anger and the betrayal. I was crying before I stop myself. Victor was beside me in an instant reaching to wipe a tear that was falling down my face and lick it off his finger. It was the last straw. Every emotion I had been feeling turned to rage and I did something no other human had survived. I slapped a vampire in the face. "Don't you dare touch me! Don't you ever touch me!"
He looked at me with a smirk on his face that I could only classify as terrifying. His fangs had come down and I could tell he was just barely controlling the rage inside him. He wanted to kill me right then I'm sure.
"You, my dear, are lucky I am an honorable man...otherwise you would have been drained dry before your hand left my face." He was growling at me. I could see a bit of blood on his lower lip. He must have had his fangs down when I slapped him. "But you will pay for it later. I will relish in seeing you cower before me. Submitting."
"I do not submit to anyone and you can't make me. You can kill me, you can beat me, you can even force your body on me but you can never control me. Not even Eric can do that!" I spat back before I knew what I was saying.
I felt the twinge of power in my head. He wanted me to yield to him. I could fell him pushing his influence. He was strong. I could tell exactly what he wanted from me. I would not give it to him. He could not control me. I stared back at him, showing him just how little control he had over me, and grinned. " I told you. You can't make me do anything!"
He let out a frustrated growl, slapped me across the face and was gone.
He just disappeared. It was like nothing I had seen from a vampire before. One second he was there and the next nothing.
I put it in the back of my mind to ponder later, right now I needed to find a way out this place. I needed to get to Eric.
I paced the room trying to think about a way to get out. I hadn't seen any doors that lead out, not that I actually looked, but there had to be one. I knew it was night otherwise Victor wouldn't be awake. I would have to wait until day light. I was sure of that and I needed to know how many vampires I was dealing with. I was certain Victor wouldn't be alone in case Eric did show up. He wasn't that stupid.
I lowered my shields to fell for blank spots that indicate vampire minds but what I found instead was frightening. Nothing! Absolutely nothing. I had never really tested how much range I had with my gift but I shouldn't have a problem in a house. Hell I could hear in hotel rooms, Walmart was pretty big and I could hear from one side to the other of it. So there was either not a single other being in this building or my rooms where shielded somehow. I had never heard of shielding a place to block thought signatures so I could only assume that I was alone here with Victor. That was more terrifying than being surrounded by a hundred vampires.
I continued my search for exits to no avail. There was no way in or out of here; I was trapped. The only being who could get in and out of here was Victor. Wait! I thought to myself. Claudine could 'pop' in here I bet. Maybe she could 'pop' me out?!
How could I get her to come? She had always just shown up when I needed her. I have never called for help. I figured I could try to call her with my mind, though I knew she wasn't telepathic. So I focused my mind on her, visualizing her, willing her to her me, and let down my shields completely. "Claudine! Claudine, I need you! Please!" I shouted in with my mind.
I waited a few minutes then tried again with the brain shout thing, trying to get louder and sending as much emotion with it as possible. I was really feeling stupid, knowing it was a long shot. There was no way I was going to be able to call her that way.
"WOW! Oh wow! Sookie? Sookie, where are you? Oh my God! I can hear you in my head. Can you hear me?"
"Yes! Yes! Thank God! It's Victor. He wants to get rid of Eric and claim me for himself. Can you come get me?
"How are you doing this Sookie. I have never had this happen to me before. I can hear everyone around me. It's like I am channeling your gift.....I don't know if I can get to you. I have been trying since yesterday. Even Niall can't find you. It's like you are shielded from us."
"Yesterday? How long have I been gone?"
"Two days Sookie. "
"Holy shit! I've gotta get outta here. Maybe you can find me now that I have contacted you."
"Yes. I can feel your presences now. What ever it is you are doing don't stop. I think I can follow your signal."
I focused even harder. Opening my shields this fully was hard and I was getting weak and tried. I could feel my energy draining with each passing minute. The stream of consciousness I was projecting was beginning to trickle out. I was afraid I would lose it before Claudine could make it to me.
"I fou...I'll....right the...." Her minds voice was weakening. Right before I was sure I would lose complete contact and control I heard it. POP!
Claudine was in front of me just in time to see me collapse to the floor. I had the worst headache I'd ever experienced and was covered in sweat.
"Let's get you outta here." She said with the slightest quiver in her voice. No doubt she was afraid that there could be vampires lurking. She swooped me up in her arms which was still a little weird for me. I'm not a small woman and it's strange to see another woman pick me up like Rhett does Scarlett, but Claudine isn't your average woman!
I felt more than I saw the room moving around me just before I heard the POP. It didn't last long because I was plummeting to the floor. Claudine was gone and I was again alone it the room(suite?).
"VICTOR!" I screamed in pain, frustration and anger.
A/N: Sorry for the delay. I have had a hectic few weeks. I am in the process of moving, hurt my back and all three of my children got sick. Thank you all for the reviews and PMs. I will try to get another chapter out before the actual move and in between packing.
Chapter Nine
What Now?
I lay there for indiscernible amount of time yelling, screaming and cursing Victor. I don't know how he was preventing Claudine from getting back to me or getting me out but I didn't like it. He had to have some sort of witch working with him. A strong one at that to block out a fairy and their magic. Or maybe he had a fairy doing the magic? Niall had said he had enemies that would want me dead. If I didn't find a way out of here I was surely going to die. I would not submit to Victor.
Realizing that if I didn't quit yelling Victor would come back, I shut my mouth. I was in no position to deal with him or any other vamp at the moment. I was weak from my mental excursions and capture, and in serious pain from my fall. Add to that the fact that I had just been up close and personal with a fairy, I was no match for the likes of any vampire. He would smell Claudine, go into blood lust, and that would be the the end for me. Even if Victor could control himself not to rape and drain me, well no, he couldn't, I was part Fae. I would intoxicate him more. Great.
There was nothing I could do about the fairy smell in the room as there were no windows to open but I could at least get it off of me. I had to take a shower. A quick shower. I really didn't want Victor coming in here while I was naked. Pushing myself to my feet was harder than I thought it would be and I yelped out in pain. The room was spinning and I could see stars dancing around my eyes. I steadied myself and looked around the room, maybe there would be clothes in one of the dressers I could wear.
I fumbled through the dressers finding mostly lingerie and just thinking about why Victor would have that for me made my stomach lurch. I finally found suitable, though hardly modest, dresses in a wardrobe. No jeans and t-shirts for me. I grabbed a pink dress of the hanger and headed to the bathroom. I opted for a bath instead of the shower. I was still a little shaky and weak so I didn't think I could stand and I could hear better without the water running.
I turned on the water after undressing and eased into the water. The heat soothed my aching muscles almost instantly. I lay there for a long moment just enjoying the warmth before scrubbing the fairy scent off of me. As comforting as the water was I wasn't about to stay naked longer than necessary. I washed my hair and got out. I was clean and hopefully didn't smell like Claudine.
I dressed in the barely there panties, bra and dress before heading into the main sitting area. I needed a plan. I had to find another way out of this place. I was sure that if Claudine could talk to Eric, then she would tell him what happened and maybe be able to lead him here but if he was really summoned by King de Castro it was a big 'if'. I wouldn't be able to count on anyone but myself. Which was kind of new for me. I have always had someone I could call on if I really needed too. Even Jason, as self serving as he was, would help me if I really needed him.
There was Sam, well I would say I could always count on Sam but I think I pushed him to far. I still can't believe he fired me. I was so mad at him at the time but I really can't blame him for it now. I was a lousy employee and an even worse friend. Bill would be there for me if I needed him. Amelia was the best friend I had ever had. I had no doubt that she would do what ever she could, if I asked. I had the protection of Alcide's pack. Calvin's too, since technically I was family. I was the illegitimate great granddaughter of a fairy prince so I could count on the Fae.
None of that mattered now though, there was no way for anyone to help me this time. I had finally ended up in a situation I would not be able to walk away from. No. I would not and could not think that way. I would be fine. I would get out of this mess and I could do it by myself. I had to focus on my plan. I needed to pull my resources and use them to the best of my ability.
I didn't have much in way of resources but I knew there was a few things as much as I hated to admit it. Victor wanted me in every capacity. I could use that. I could be sweet and charming, using my womanly wiles to soften him, make him think he could have me. Then, when his guard was down I could attack. Really, I knew that wouldn't work, but it was the best I could think of at the moment.
I knew that there was no way for me to hurt or kill Victor but maybe my attack could be a little more subtle. I could try to convince him to take me some place. A date maybe? Eww, no, that would be to personal. He may expect...well who knew what he might expect. The King? Yes, that could work. I could make him take me to see the king so we could tell him that I would be Victor's. That I will chose Victor if and when Eric is finally dead. He would like that, but would he believe it? I would make him believe it. I needed to make this good and keep his mind on things other than the actual words coming out of my mouth.
I knew what I was about to do was beneath me and that I should be ashamed of myself. I knew that using your body as a means to get what you want is no better than prostitution but I wasn't going to have sex with Victor. Not even close. I would just show him a little of what he wanted and promise things I would never deliver. A tease, if you will. It was dangerous and I could end up raped, dead or worse. Vampire. Well maybe dead would be worse then being a vampire.
Now that I had a basic idea of what I was going to do I needed to get ready. I hurried into the bedroom to change. There was tons of sexy clothes, which made finding something easy. I wanted something feminine and soft that would show off some skin but still leave enough to the imagination. Something blue, light blue if possible. It always looked great on me, making my eyes pop and offsetting my tanned skin and blond hair.
I searched through the wardrobe and dressers until I found the perfect little dress. It was a pale blue soft jersey dress with a ruched chest that would draw attention to my plentiful breasts and a flattering, wide inset waist that flared out to a swingy skirt. It would come to about mid thigh and hug my curves. It was very comfortable and would not look out of place for lounging around the around my suite. I paired it with low heeled, silver sling back sandals.
Dress in hand, I made my way to the bathroom to put myself together. I wished momentarily that I had paid more attention to my hair after my bath. It wasn't a total mess and I would only have to brush it out and add some curls and it would look natural. That was what I was going for. I didn't wan to look like I was trying to get his attention. I found make up, hair and beauty care products including toothbrush and floss, and styling tools under the sink in organized bins. He must plan on us staying here a while. I thought as I rummaged through the bins, grabbing what I would need; Blush, mascara, lip gloss,toothbrush, tooth paste, brush, and curling iron.
I brushed my teeth and hair, adding a few curls to it, before starting on my make up. There was no bruising or swelling around my eyes and nose and I wondered if Victor had found a way to give me some of his blood to help me heal. I hoped not. I hoped that it was just fast healing, because he would know what I was up to otherwise. Also, I would be on my way to a bond with him. Yuk! I didn't take me long to get ready, around fifteen minutes, but I was standing therefor more than half an hour.
I was ready. Well I was dressed anyway. I was far from ready to play this game with Victor and I hadn't actually figured out how to go about getting him in here. If I called for him and then began my little flirting charade he would know something was up. I would have to wait. I decided that I would make myself something to eat and maybe read while I waited.
I made myself another turkey sandwich with all the fixings and a glass of tea then went back to the sitting room and grabbed a random book from the shelf. The Black Swan:The Impact of the Highly Improbable by Nassim Nicholas Taleb was what I picked up. It was non-fiction, not something I would normally read, but I didn't care. It would keep me busy while I waited. I didn't have to wait long.
A/N: I know it's rather short especially since it has been so long since I posted but it felt like the best place to end it. By the way thanks for all the comments and praise. Sorry for the hiatus, I had computer problems and just this week got a new one. I will be updating more regularly now. Should have chapter 11 by next week. Thank you and enjoy.
A/N: I have added more to this chapter as I was rather disappointed with it so there you. I believe this is now the longest one so far.
Chapter 10
Calling
I knew the moment she called for the fairy. I felt the increase in magic as she reached out mind to mind contacting her. She mostly likely didn't realize the power she was tapping into. I have never encountered another will the potential Sookie has. She will be so much more when she is mine. I will turn her and we will be an unstoppable force. Northman is a weak fool for allowing her such freedom, for allowing himself to become emotionally attached to her. She should be kept close, controlled, regardless of her feeling. They mean nothing in the long run. I will not make that mistake.
She will share my bed of course, nothing as beautiful as she would have any other choice. I had planned on bedding her soon but in light of recent events and my inability to glamor her that will not be possible. For now, I would have to play her game, giving into her every whim until she excepts me. She will eventually come to want me, with or with out the small amounts of my blood I have been giving here during her sleep.
I have only given her a few drops, wanting the attachment to be subtle. She will assume that she is just growing fonder of me and her tie with Eric will fade. Her guard is down when she sleeps so I slip in and influence her, convincing her I am Eric. It angers me but it will only be for a short time. She will be mine. I can feel her anger and pain. She is yelling and cursing me. The need to silence her is nearly uncontrollable but if I go to her now I would surely kill her. Fuck her senseless and drain her dry. That I cannot afford, not only will it destroy my plans to take out Northman but also my plans to bring her to my side and take out de Castro.
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The two hours I spent waiting for the scent of the fairy to dissipate was in vain. It wasn't nearly as predominant as it could have been but it was enough to stir an intense hunger. Still controllable but intense nonetheless.
Sookie's appearance did nothing to lessen the need. Her pale blue dress,contrasting vibrantly with her honey toned skin, hugged her curves and showed a tantalizing amount of thigh and breast. Her hair, hanging in soft waves over her shoulders and back, allowed her natural sweet scent to mingle with the intoxicating one left by the fairy. I wanted nothing more than to take her right there, pushed up against the bookshelf, plans be damned.
With a surprising amount of control, I made my way over to the chair she chose.
"What a vision you are, my dear. "
"Victor." she replied, setting her book on the nearest table. " I have something to say to you."
"Yes?"
"I want to go see the king. I think it would be best if you announced your intent to have me before Eric.." she paused steadying her voice before she continued. "Before he kills Eric. If not he might try and take me for himself."
I told myself that I would need to humor her. Give her reason to come to me but this I could not do. De Castro could no nothing of my plan to have Sookie because he surely would want her for himself and Sookie would find out that he didn't have Northman.
"I cannot do that. Surely you know that it. The king would want you for himself, any vampire that knows of your beauty and talent would. He wouldn't give you the choice of me or him. You would be his willingly or he would turn you. Is that what you want Sookie? To belong to Phillipe de Castro?"
"No! Not at all but I do think we should go." She simpered, her eyes fluttering softly. "And I will willingly accept you. I will be yours."
"No, you will be mine regardless, in time. We can only go to the King after Northman is dead and you are bound to me. He will not kill me, his second, with others knowing it was to have you. We will not be going. Unless you chose to come to me now. "
She startled at that but in the next moment she was in front of me, staring intently. She placed her hand on my chest, making little circles with her fingers and nearly pressing herself against me. I was not a fool. I knew she was trying to play me but it didn't mean I wouldn't enjoy it. Or play along. I pressed back, letting her feel my erection on her belly and see a half fanged smirk, hoping that she wouldn't quit this little game of cat and mouse before I was ready. She didn't disappoint.
Leaning her chest against me, she spoke. "I will." Then she kissed me. " Only go to bed with you. Then you will take me to your king."
I knew then why Eric would fight so badly to keep her, to give her what she wanted. She tasted like fairy only not, something sweeter. It seemed to emanate from her entire being. If just her mouth tasted of that I could only imagine what her blood would be like and I had to find out.
"You will be mine." I said, as if agreeing to what she had said before I dipped my head and sunk my fangs deep into the tender flesh of her neck. "Now!"
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I knew the moment she called for the fairy. I felt the increase in magic as she reached out mind to mind contacting her. She mostly likely didn't realize the power she was tapping into. I have never encountered another will the potential Sookie has. She will be so much more when she is mine. I will turn her and we will be an unstoppable force. Northman is a weak fool for allowing her such freedom, for allowing himself to become emotionally attached to her. She should be kept close, controlled, regardless of her feeling. They mean nothing in the long run. I will not make that mistake.
She will share my bed of course, nothing as beautiful as she would have any other choice. I had planned on bedding her soon but in light of recent events and my inability to glamor her that will not be possible. For now, I would have to play her game, giving into her every whim until she excepts me. She will eventually come to want me, with or with out the small amounts of my blood I have been giving here during her sleep.
I have only given her a few drops, wanting the attachment to be subtle. She will assume that she is just growing fonder of me and her tie with Eric will fade. Her guard is down when she sleeps so I slip in and influence her, convincing her I am Eric. It angers me but it will only be for a short time. She will be mine. I can feel her anger and pain. She is yelling and cursing me. The need to silence her is nearly uncontrollable but if I go to her now I would surely kill her. Fuck her senseless and drain her dry. That I cannot afford, not only will it destroy my plans to take out Northman but also my plans to bring her to my side and take out de Castro.
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The two hours I spent waiting for the scent of the fairy to dissipate was in vain. It wasn't nearly as predominant as it could have been but it was enough to stir an intense hunger. Still controllable but intense nonetheless.
Sookie's appearance did nothing to lessen the need. Her pale blue dress,contrasting vibrantly with her honey toned skin, hugged her curves and showed a tantalizing amount of thigh and breast. Her hair, hanging in soft waves over her shoulders and back, allowed her natural sweet scent to mingle with the intoxicating one left by the fairy. I wanted nothing more than to take her right there, pushed up against the bookshelf, plans be damned.
With a surprising amount of control, I made my way over to the chair she chose.
"What a vision you are, my dear. "
"Victor." she replied, setting her book on the nearest table. " I have something to say to you."
"Yes?"
"I want to go see the king. I think it would be best if you announced your intent to have me before Eric.." she paused steadying her voice before she continued. "Before he kills Eric. If not he might try and take me for himself."
I told myself that I would need to humor her. Give her reason to come to me but this I could not do. De Castro could no nothing of my plan to have Sookie because he surely would want her for himself and Sookie would find out that he didn't have Northman.
"I cannot do that. Surely you know that it. The king would want you for himself, any vampire that knows of your beauty and talent would. He wouldn't give you the choice of me or him. You would be his willingly or he would turn you. Is that what you want Sookie? To belong to Phillipe de Castro?"
"No! Not at all but I do think we should go." She simpered, her eyes fluttering softly. "And I will willingly accept you. I will be yours."
"No, you will be mine regardless, in time. We can only go to the King after Northman is dead and you are bound to me. He will not kill me, his second, with others knowing it was to have you. We will not be going. Unless you chose to come to me now. "
She startled at that but in the next moment she was in front of me, staring intently. She placed her hand on my chest, making little circles with her fingers and nearly pressing herself against me. I was not a fool. I knew she was trying to play me but it didn't mean I wouldn't enjoy it. Or play along. I pressed back, letting her feel my erection on her belly and see a half fanged smirk, hoping that she wouldn't quit this little game of cat and mouse before I was ready. She didn't disappoint.
Leaning her chest against me, she spoke. "I will." Then she kissed me. "Only go to bed with you. Then you will take me to your king."
I knew then why Eric would fight so badly to keep her, to give her what she wanted. She tasted like fairy only not, something sweeter. It seemed to emanate from her entire being. If just her mouth tasted of that I could only imagine what her blood would be like and I had to find out.
"You will be mine." I said, as if agreeing to what she had said before I dipped my head and sunk my fangs deep into the tender flesh of her neck. "Now!"
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I muffled a screamed when Victor sank his fangs into me and tried to pull away. I pushed him crying out in pain as the fangs embedded into my skin were nearly ripped from my flesh. It was a useless attempt. He gripped tighter and suckling with no abandon. I knew then that I was in deepshit. I had gone to far and would regret it for the rest of my life, which will probably only be the next ten or fifteen minutes. Then he stopped.
He raised his head and kissed me, my blood still in his mouth. It was nauseating, tasting my own blood and him at the same time. And he was a horrible kisser, absolutely no finesse. It was no wonder he had to kidnap women to get them into his bed. I must have said as much because in the next second it was no longer his mouth on my lips but the backside of his hand.
"You will come to enjoy it. And, even if you don't, I will. Just as I will enjoy telling the viking that you are mine."
"Did you not hear me when I said I would come to bed with you, nothing else? I am not yours and wil not be yours, unless Eric dies, and only then if I have no choice. Though, I fail to see what you get out of any of this, Victor? Why is it that you want me so badly? Surely you have heard enough about me that you don't honestly think that you can force me to do what you want. Eric, whom I respect and love, can't even force me to do anything I don't want to. What makes you think you can?"
He chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down my spine and caused the hair on my neck to raise. The grin that spread across his face was terrifying. With speed only a vampire can manage, he grabbed me and carried me to the bed. This was it. Do or die, literally, and at that moment dying didn't sound so bad. I knew I couldn't stop him but I couldn't let him have me either. My plan for getting away was an utter failure and only seemed to make a bad situation that much worse.
"You are beautiful, Sookie." He began, brushing his thumb along my cheek. "But that is not why I want you. I could find more beautiful women who wouldn't be as difficult. Your beauty lies more in your talents than your body. I would be more powerful than any other with you by my side. When I turn you you will have no choice. You will obey me without fail. Eric could make you obey the same as I if not for the fact that he cares what you want. He loves you. A useless human emotion I care little about. He is a fool. I am not. I don't care about you feelings or desires.
"Once Northman and that bitch child of his are out of the way there will be nothing to stop me. Nevada will be mine for the taking and every territory between. Phillipe will have no clue as to what I am doing and when I make my move nothing will stop me. You, my dear, will help to procure and keep my kingdom..."
He continued his monologue but I paid no attention. He was becoming more aroused by the second, running his hands over my still clothed body. Lust shown clearly in his eyes, not for blood or sex but for power and greed. It was disgusting. It made me hate him all the more. He was weak. Not in a physical sense, clearly, but in a way far worse. He had been alive for who knows how many years and still couldn't stand on his own. Still had to have someone else obtain the things he desired, and as twisted as he was, I felt sorry for him. Regardless if he had me he would never have what he desired, no one would respect him or fear him. He may obtain the position but he would never keep it.
Before I knew it I was pulled from my thoughts by my dress and under things being torn from my body and a naked Victor hovering above me. His hands grabbing and squeezing my breast unswayed by my indignant whimpers, aligning his erect member with my enterence. Doing nothing to prepare me, he thrust himself inside and sank his fangs deeply itno my left breast. Pain seared through me like fire from both rough, an unexpected entrances.
My body shuddered from his forceful thrusts and I cried out. It felt like I was being broken from the inside out which I probably was. His mouth never left my breast, suckeling like a starved child, until my head was spinning and lights danced before my eyes. I could hear a faint ringing in the distance and I wasn't sure whether it was in my head or if it was some kind of alarm. I assumed it was the former as Victor paid no notice of the sound.
Then the walls shook and one gave way, crumbling to the ground in a cloud of dust and debrie, and standing in the middle of it all was my Viking.
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