I've had a Dean/Eric story on my mind for some time now and just finally got up the courage to write it. I haven't written anything in forever due to college, work, internships, and job searching but now I've graduated so I'm able to knock two things off that list and move on with the fanfiction.
In his many years as a Vampire, Eric Northman had come across many intriguing individuals. Some had been of the supernatural variety and others of the human variety, but regardless he rarely let himself be swept away by their charms. He didn't need the attachments. Lately however, he found himself being drawn to one Sookie Stackhouse of Bon Temps, Louisiana. Sookie was a mystery to him, he wasn't drawn to her because of her illustrious beauty, and he was by no means in love with her; but for some reason this pushy little blond brought out his fiercely protective nature. Eric had known for decades that his door so to speak didn't swing towards the female gender. Sure, he screwed around with women, but he brought no joy from these experiences; they were merely a means of satisfying his needs. So when Sookie walked into Fangtasia with Bill Compton he was able to focus his attentions to her incredible mind and personality as opposed to her other assets. If she had been a man he would have made quick work of separating her from her companion and had his way with her; not that she'd have gone for that sort of thing with a stranger. She was after all a lady. If only he could find a man as intoxicating, awe-inspiring, and fierce as Sookie Stackhouse he'd could die tomorrow and still be happy. Fate must have been smiling on Eric Northman because at that exact moment Dean Winchester walked into his bar.
Let me know what you think. Should I continue?