I do not own any rights to the Southern Vampire Mysteries, that belongs to Charlaine Harris. I am broke so no use in sueing me.

Bon Temps Louisiana

Sookie felt the blinding white pain in her chest, sticky, thick, fluid was running between her fingers. Falling hard on her knees all she could think about was how she would tell Eric. 'This is it, all this supe shit has finally killed me. Where is Eric? I need Eric. PLEASE! ERIC! I love you.' Sookie thought.

Tears were clouding her vision, but she saw Bill, felt his arms around her. "Sookie, Sookie, please Sookie… I am so sorry I could not protect you… Please Sookie… I love you, please don't die. You can't die!" Bill said as he held her and rocked her. The smell of blood was intoxicating to him, but the grief he felt was over whelming. "Sookie, what do I do? "

"Eric…." She said struggling to speak, as the world around her turned black. Bill knew that she was losing too much blood and fading fast. Eric wouldn't have time. He was in Vegas dealing with Felipe. 'I could turn her' bill thought. 'I can keep her alive by killing her.'

Bill knew she only had a few minutes left and without hesitation sunk his teeth in her neck.

Las Vegas Nevada

Eric felt as if a sword had just cut through him. Doubling over in pain and dropping to the plush carpeting, he let out a yell that shook the whole building. The pain was so bad he felt as if he were about to pass out. "SOOKIE!" He knew that she was dying he could feel the life ebb slowly out of their bond.

Sandy was barking orders around the room, but Eric couldn't understand what she was saying. He remembered Victor, and how he was held prisoner from saving his beloved from those atrocious fairies that tortured her. This was nothing like that, it was worse. To feel her dying was killing him.

Everything turned black for Eric. He felt nothing, he couldn't feel his body, he couldn't feel the tears of blood fall, and worse of all he couldn't feel his bonded. Sookie was dead.

1 Year Later

Eric sat in his booth sipping on a True Blood flipping the pages to the local news paper and stopped when a name caught his eye. Stackhouse….

Sheriff Dearborn of Bon Temps LA said a group of teenagers found the body on Friday night. The remains are believed to be Sookie Stackhouse, a local woman that went missing a little over a year ago.

He couldn't read anymore, all the words seemed to run together.

"Master?" Pam called when she noticed the red around his eyes. Eric didn't reply.

Pam went and looked down at the paper that had to be the source of Eric sudden emotional change and saw what brought this reaction to her maker. She was speechless as Eric's world was yet again toppling around him from all sides.

9 Years Later

Pam was being watched as she checked the ID's of the bar patrons. Sookie smiled to herself as she thought back at her first meeting with her friend, remembering the vault, and also remembering the first time she saw him. Every time she slept she dreamed of Eric, remembered her life as a human, the nights she spent with him when he lost all knowledge of who he was. And now he was just a door away. Everyone told her that when people are turned they become wild, and vicious, but not her… No not Sookie Stackhouse, she still had her morals, she still had her stubbornness, she still had her gift although it had been altered a bit, and she had a lot more gifts along with it. There was a time in the beginning that she was bitter but she got over that. The only thing she no longer had was a very gorgeous, very large Viking.

She decided that tonight should be the night she let herself be known, she had been coming to the bar every night for the past three nights trying to bolster her courage to actually leave her car and walk through the doors of Fangtasia. She closed her eyes, put her head back on the head rest and sighed loudly. There was a battle inside of her as to what to do. Get yourself together woman. You are not afraid of anything anymore! She told herself.

After a few minutes sitting in the car she finally opened the door and got out smoothing out the wrinkles of her dress. It was much like the one that she wore the first night she had met Eric, and wondered if it were a good idea to wear it or not.

Walking to the door she noticed that Pam was no longer at her station and taking her place was a little red head fang banger. Her head high she walked right up to the door.

"Excuse me, but I'm gonna have to see your ID" The girl said stopping Sookie as she was about to open the door.

"I am here to see Eric" Sookie said trying not to lose her nerve to actually go inside the bar.

"Listen Lady, everyone wants to see Eric, but I will still have to see ID."

She then did something she never did and showed the girl her fangs. "I am going to see ERIC! Do you understand me?"

"Y-yes, I-I-I'm sorry" The girl stammered

Sookie retracted her fangs and gave the girl a sweet smile as she turned and walked in the bar.

Nothing has changed in this place. Sookie thought to herself. The bored Vampires sitting around the bar being ogled by the tourist and fang bangers all wearing their bad impressions of what a vampire should dress like. She walked to the bar and noticed a new bartender, someone she had never seen before and wondered if Felicia was still around . He had short brown hair that reminded her of a military man, a face that seemed a little long but actually made him a bit like a horse and small crooked nose, telling her it had been broken before he had been turned. "True Blood please."

'What the hell is this? Must be a fanger whore, she smells like vampire and coconut oil? Who the fuck is she? Never seen her before, but she has nice tits. Of course high and mighty sheriff will want this one. He always prefers the big tittied blondes.' The bartender crudely thought. "Sure, no prob."

Once she got her warm blood she scanned the crowd.

'I just wanna fuck one vamp'

'How much will one give me to let them'

Humans all the same Sookie thought with a small smile on her face.

'Pam, the fucking bitch, acting as Erics lap dog.' A male vampire thought. He was short and overweight, he looked out of place in the vampire world. She noticed his hand was all wrinkled and sagging. Must have pissed Eric off real good that one for him to get saline. Sookie thought .

'I wish Master would stop picking these blonde bimbos to feed from, most are vermin that shouldn't be touched with a ten foot pole. Really the only pretty blonde I have seen around here was that fucking Golden Retriever rummaging through the garbage last week, and it would probably taste better than these blood bags.' Sookie smiled when she barged in on Pams thoughts. How she had missed her sarcastic, funny friend.

Sookie got the bartender's attention and nodded to him so he would talk to her. Once he got there he gave the typical bartender nod that was meant to ask, what do you want? "If you don't mind could you please ask Pam to come to the bar. An old friend would like to see her." The bartender gave her a wary look and didn't move. Sookie heard that he was wondering if she were friend or foe.

She then looked in his eyes, "What is your name sir?" She was glamouring him, and he was easier than most. 'Where did Eric pick up this one?' she thought.

"Carl, Carl Jenkins" He replied

"Well Carl, it is very nice to meet you. Now… I would really love to speak to Pam, and as soon as possible. Don't worry you will not get in trouble, and I am not here to hurt either Eric, Pam, you or anyone else in this place." She said as polite as she could be. He left Sookie and walked towards the Employee hallway that leads to Erics office. Her granny said you can catch more flies with sugar than vinegar, but with vampires you sometimes had to glamour them. Sookie thought it was quite funny that she could manipulate vampires the same way vampires had manipulated humans for so long.

Sookie could hear Pams thoughts all of how this worthless new bartender wouldn't work out if he thought she had to come visit some worthless vampire who believed they needed to talk to her. She had better things to do, like talk some sense into Eric for all the…

Pams thoughts went blank when she saw the woman that sat in front of her. "Oh!" She was speechless, Sookie laughed at that because that was definitely a feat.

"Cat got your tongue friend?" Sookie asked

Pam still didn't speak but a whorl wind of thoughts about knocked her off her seat. 'Itcantbe?Howcoulditbe?Sheisdead?WhatwillEricsay?whatwillEricdo?Ihavemissedyoufriend.' Pam's thoughts reminded Sookie of Diantha , a half demon who ran all her words together.

"Pam calm down please, don't say anything just yet."

"Sookie? Is it really you?" Pam whispered.

The bartender Carl heard Pam call her name 'Holy Fuck Stick, is that THE Sookie Stackhouse? The one that Eric nearly died from? The woman that was bonded with Eric? It has to be, she fits the description, and how many Sookies can there be? ' He thought. She just turned to him and gave him a brilliant smile.

"Come with me Pam, we need to talk."

"You bet your sweet ass we do" Pam answered still in shock

Sookie took Pam by the elbow weaving through the crowd to the parking lot and into her midnight blue ford focus. Sookie got in and once she saw Pam was safely in and the doors closed and windows shut she pressed the button for the power locks.

Sookie was using all she knew to block out Pams thoughts. As it turned out her friend was a very strong broadcaster. "Listen Pam, I know it is quite a shock to see me. As you can clearly tell I have been turned, and I would really rather tell you and Eric the story together. As I figured I would talk to you before I saw him to get a grasp of how he will react."

At that moment the door to her focus was ripped open and she was dragged out of her car by a very large, very beautiful Viking. He said nothing as he held her by her arms eye level to him. Her feet were dangling in the air and now it was her turn to be in shock. Here he was, the man she loved in life and still loved in death. He looked breath taking wearing a pair of black jeans that hugged all the right places, and a dark red silk shirt. His long blonde hair cascading down his shoulders. He looked better than a Norse God, and she would know. And he was assessing her as if she were a puppy at a pet store.

She heard his thoughts and it was tearing her up inside. He was in shock, fear, awe, pain, grief, relief, lust and anger. Before she knew it her feet were back on the ground and a 6'5" Viking was crushing her to his chest. ' Luckily I don't breath anymore or I would be dead now.' she thought as red tears ran down her face.

"Master, please let her go…" Pam said gently

"NO! NEVER!" He hissed

"Eric, if you don't let me go you may break my spine," Sookie said into his chest.

He loosened his grip but still didn't let go. "Sookie… Why? It was agony. The bond told me you were dead. Sookie, Sookie, how I have missed you."

Sookie pushed at Eric's chest to give some distance so she could look at his face, so he could see the red streaks fall down her cheeks. She couldn't believe that he didn't realize she had no heartbeat, that she had no body heat, that she was in fact dead. "Wow Eric, you really are losing your touch if you didn't realize what I was the moment you saw me."

Sookie then realized her mistake, Eric was so angry he didn't even think words. His thoughts were a swirl of violent red and black. He was no longer angry, he was an immensely pissed off, very strong vampire. The sound that came out of his chest was something she had never heard and no human or animal could ever make. Before she realized what was happening her car was above Erics head and thrown into the Toys-R-Us parking lot. Sookie was now scared.

She captured his face in her hands and forced him to look in her eyes. "Eric, you will calm down. Now! You will return to your office with Pam and I and you will act as if nothing is wrong. If anyone stops and asks you anything you are busy and cannot be interfered with. Do you understand me?" She had to use a lot of strength to glamour him, but of course he was 1,000 years old, and would not be happy at all to know that she had glamoured him.

"Yes, of course my lover. Let us go to my office so we can talk." He emphasized talk with venom in his voice. The words and motions were coming from him, but his head was saying no, no, no.

As they were walking back to the bar Pam whispered. "Sookie, did you do what I think you just did?" She just nodded. "Master will not be happy that his mind was altered again. That the control wasn't his."

"Pam? Did you ever know him to be happy?"

Yes, when he was with you before you disappeared and your bond broken and before what humans call a shit storm broke out in his world. Sookie caught from Pam's head and it saddened her even more.

They went to Eric's office and all sat down, Eric behind his desk and Pam and Sookie on the black leather couch that was against the wall.

"Eric, things are as they were before, but you will not destroy your office." Sookie said looking into his blue eyes that she missed getting lost in.

Before she could blink, Eric had jumped over his desk and pinned Sookie to the couch. "What the hell did you do to me woman?"

OK now he was pissed. "I am sorry for that Eric, but I did what I thought was necessary to keep you from destroying the parking lot and everything around it." Sookie sighed as she felt a wave of emotions rolling off Eric. Pam was watching the show with gaining interest. Sookie thought that if Pam actually ate real food this is where she would ask for popcorn and a coke. "This was a mistake, I am truly sorry for even coming back." The tears were coming back and a lump was forming in her throat. " I believe even after ten years I can remember my way out, and I can fly home since my car is obviously out of commission."

"You will stay here! You will tell me what all this is about! YOU WILL OBEY ME FOR ONCE!"

Sookie was the one that was pissed now. She knew she needed to control her anger, it could be really messy if she didn't. She pushed his arms from her with enough force that he had to regain balance. "Eric Northman! You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do!"

He could hear the venom dripping from her voice. How I missed your voice Sookie. Oh Sweet Freya I loved you, I love you. How did you do that to me in the parking lot?

"I for one Master would love to hear a bed time story, and I am sure this is gonna be a good one."

Eric glared at Pam and sat in a chair backwards that was behind him and rest his hands and chin on the back of it. "Yes, I am very curious to hear your story." He said in clenched teeth.

She heard from his thoughts that he just wanted to find the bastard that did this to his beautiful Sookie. He was already thinking of the things he wanted to do to him.