Disclaimer: I do not own anything or anyone from True Blood or Southern Vampire Mysteries (sob). Charlaine Harris and Alan Ball do. I just like to play in their playground.

Chapter One

I was running as fast as I could, but I couldn't get away fast enough. As the creature lunged and scratched me, I screamed. I fell to the ground as Eric and Sam ran up. "Sookie, Sookie! Can you hear me? Eric help her!" I heard before I blacked out.

When I came to I was on my stomach, not wearing a shirt. As I tried to move, excruciating pain radiated from my back, causing me to cry out in pain. "Sookie? Are you alright?" Sam asked his thoughts full of concern and worry. I shook my head, trying not to move too much. "I'll go get Eric and Dr. Ludwig. I'll be right back, cher." Before I could protest he was gone. Just I was feeling another wave of pain, Eric and Dr. Ludwig came through one door as I felt a wave of rage through the blood tie I had with Bill Compton.

The front door of Fangtasia was thrown off the hinges by said vampire. "What have you done to her?" Bill roared, as he saw me lying on the table."Bill, it's not what it looks like." I muttered before another wave of pain made me cry out again. He quickly walked over to me and knelt next to my head. "What happened to you, Sookie?" he whispered to me as he stroked my hair. So I told him what I remembered about the attack. Then Sam filled in the rest.

As Bill stood up, the most excruciating wave of pain shot through my body, causing me to scream. Eric quickly strode over to my side and knelt down next to me. I heard a crunching noise and then I felt his wrist on my mouth. "Drink, Sookie. It will help you to heal." I heard growling then Bill's voice rumbling. "She is mine!" Eric's wrist was moved away and then I heard another crunching noise and felt Bill's wrist on my mouth. "Sookie, drink my blood. It will help you, sweetheart." I did as I was told and drank, then I was pulled into a deep darkness.

I felt searing pain radiating from my back as my body started to convulse. I tried to stop from retching, but couldn't. Hands were holding me down as if to stop me from harming myself. A familiar voice kept calling for Sookie. Was that me? Was I Sookie? I opened my eyes slowly. I was staring into the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. They looked angry, worried, and happy all at the same time.

"Sookie? Can you hear me?" the voice called. I tried to move my head, but the hands holding it still were too strong. So I tried to speak, but I had no voice. I blinked once, twice, hoping the voice would notice. Then the darkness started to surround me again. Another voice called out. "Sookie, stay with us! We're losing her!" I tried to fight the darkness, using all my strength. Those beautiful eyes grew more distant by the second. "Nooo!" I screamed, not wanting to lose those eyes or that voice. But no matter how hard I fought, the darkness won.

Bill held onto Sookie's limp body as Eric drove them to the Shreveport hospital. "Did you try giving her your blood again, Bill?" Eric glanced back as Sam spoke. "I don't want to try it again. My blood may have caused this to happen to her." Sam turned around to look at Sookie. Bill was looking down at her, willing her to open her eyes. Sam noticed red tears dropping onto Sookie's face before turning back around. Eric and Sam tried to ignore Bill, but they found that they couldn't. "Please, Sookie! Please don't leave me! You must survive!" Bill whispered quietly. Just as the last of his words reached her ears, Sookie's eyes started to open.

I heard that sweet voice again. It was begging me to survive. I forced myself to open my eyes as I heard another familiar voice. "Bill, she'll be alright. Sookie, well she's a tough one!" Bill, the name echoed through my mind. Why couldn't I remember why that name sounded familiar? "Bill? Who's… who's Bill?" I whispered. I felt arms move under me. "Sookie? Sookie, can you hear me?" the sweet voice asked. "Who's Sookie?" I asked my voice barely audible. "Bill, we're here. I suggest that the shifter take Ms. Stackhouse into the hospital." A deeper voice announced. I felt myself being lifted as that sweet voice whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, I'll always protect you!" Then I heard a car door opening and felt someone lifting me up and carrying me.