A/N: Okay so this is my first solo story and I really want reviews to tell me how I'm going. Flames are welcome at any time (yes I'm a freak that likes flames, they help me.)
*WARNING* I might take a while to update so don't expect them as quick as some authors are capable of. My computer broke and until I get a new one updates will be slow.

Don't worry I won't always have long A/N's I know how they annoy me! Thankyou for reading. I hope you like it and please don't forget to review.

P.S. I do not own any of the characters they are all Charlaine Harris' I just felt like borrowing them.

(This Story is set after From Dead To Worse)

Team-Edward-addict


Chapter one- Shreveport

SPOV

I woke today with a sigh and his name on my lips. 'Two months' was my first thought, 'two whole months and I still haven't heard from him.' The last time I had seen him was in Merlotte's when he had come in to announce that he and Pam were now personally responsible for my safety.

"Eric" I whispered his name as if saying it out loud would at least make him call. I immediately chided myself for my foolish actions and thoughts. This was stupid, I was being stupid, I mean he was the one that hadn't called me for two months for absolutely no reason at all, and well if he was going to ignore me then I wasn't going to seem all desperate and needy by calling him. Wait 'desperate and needy' where had that come from it wasn't like he was a potential suitor or something; it was all this damn blood-bond making me feel things that aren't really there. Besides it's not like he could show up now, the sun's out.

I rolled over onto my side and looked to my bedside table, shielding my eyes from the blinding light of the sun that was cascading into the room through the window. I focused on the faint glow emanating from my bedside clock 2:00pm! Wow had I slept in or what! Well I guess that's what I get for working the late shift at Merlotte's last night, at least today was my day off so I didn't need to rush anywhere. But I decided that it was too late to still be asleep and dragged myself out of bed and into the hot spray of the shower. This was what I needed, I could feel the burning hot water loosening my muscles one by one and I remembered a time when I wasn't the only one in this shower.

The memory was still crystal clear in my head as if it were only last night that it had happened. I remembered the feel of his hands gliding over my naked body and the feel of his perfectly sculpted chest as I washed him. I remembered every kiss...every touch... "Damn it" I cursed, couldn't I have just one shower without that memory. Stupid blood-bond.

I quickly finished my shower, got dressed for the day and wandered out to the kitchen hoping to find Amelia and something to eat. I was in luck, I found Amelia scrubbing the counter, and sitting on top of the microwave was a few slices of pizza left over from Octavia's dinner last night. My mouth watered at the sight of food.

"Hey sleepyhead" Amelia greeted me pausing for a moment "I was wondering when you were going to wake up. You must have worked real late last night huh?"

"Yeah" I replied, hearing my joints pop as I stretched my arms above my head. "Our football team won so everybody was at Merlotte's celebrating." Amelia returned to her cleaning as I placed the pizza slices into the microwave to heat them up. "You know you really don't have to do that Amelia, I could clean it." I said gesturing towards the soapy sponge in her hand.

"You don't have to do all the chores Sookie. I live here too, I think I ought to help out" Amelia replied "Besides you worked all night, let me do it."

"Fine" I sighed, defeated. I heard the microwave beep letting me know that my pizza was ready so I spun around, snatched it out of the microwave and began eating. "Hey Amelia, you want to go to Shreveport with me today?" I managed to mumble in-between bites.

"Sure...but why?"

"Ahh..." The truth was that I didn't really know why I wanted to go to Shreveport, I just did. I clenched my jaw as I realised what it was, it was that damn blood-bond again, pulling me to him. But I'd said it now so I had to go to Shreveport. Amelia was staring at me expectantly, waiting for my answer. "To go shopping" I offered and it sounded almost like a question.

"Sure" she answered her eyes lighting up. Amelia got excited at pretty much any opportunity to shop, she loved it though I really didn't see the attraction. "I'm pretty much finished here so I'll just go wash up and then we can go okay?"

"Alright" I said, beginning to think that maybe this might be a good thing, it would give me something to do today. So I finished my pizza, grabbed my purse, sunglasses and keys, and slipped on a pair of flip-flops and met Amelia at the door.

The drive to Shreveport was uneventful but the closer we got the more I began to feel a growing sense of anticipation at what I wasn't really sure. Surprisingly the shopping was quite relaxing, there wasn't much to choose from but I still managed to find a gorgeous baby blue halter-neck sun dress that came to my knees and a beautiful black, silk wrap. Amelia bought so much that at one stage I didn't think that we would fit it all into the car. By the time she had finished shopping it was almost 7:00pm and my feet were killing me, after all we had wandered around for nearly four and a half hours. My stomach rumbled audibly.

"Hey Amelia I'm hungry. How about we get something to eat?" I suggested only just beginning to realise how hungry I really was.

"Okay. Ooh how about that new restaurant that just opened up down the street? I think it's called 'Cecilia's' or something." Amelia grinned.

"Yeah! I've been wanting to try that place for a while now" I smiled "Let's go" I said successfully managing to close the car door on her unbelievable amount of purchases and walking down the street to the suave new restaurant in town with Amelia in tow.

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"Sookie" Amelia said with sudden importance. I knew what was coming, she had been trying to think of an appropriate moment to bring it up all day, but when she had finally decided to broach the subject I wasn't expecting it. I was too distracted by the beauty of the restaurant surrounding me. The entire place was done in white and red, the walls had been painted a warm and inviting red with white trim around the edges, the tablecloths were pure white, as were the stairs leading up to the reservations section. There were two of the dual staircases on each side of the room going to the reservations area each lined with a thin gold banister. Now I know what you're thinking (no pun intended), this place sounds expensive, how could I possibly afford it? Well honestly it might sound that way but it's not. That's the best thing about it.

"Sookie?" Amelia repeated snapping me out of my thoughts. I sighed and figured that I had better get this over with.

"What is it Amelia?" I asked flicking my eyes to her as she pushed her plate (containing a small amount of unfinished chicken) away from her.

"Well...I don't mean to pry and I'm only trying to help but..." she hesitated trying to find the right way to say it, without offending me. "You seem kind of down latley, and distracted and I was wondering if maybe it was because of..." she trailed off afraid of what my reaction might be.

"Amelia don't - I mean it's not...just don't." I said exasperatedly, leaning my head in my hand and reinforcing my mental shields not wanting to hear any more of Amelia's thoughts. She furrowed her brow in confusion but then realization flashed in her eyes as she figured out that I had 'heard' her.

"Sookie I thought - no I hoped that you would snap out of it after a few weeks, a month even, but hon it's been two months. The only thing that I can think of that happened two months ago to cause this is that, that was the last time you-"

"Amelia don't be silly" I interrupted her, denying her accusation.

"I know it's been...complicated between you two, especially since he remembered your time together. Then you dated Quinn and I think that you might have...you know hurt him." At that moment I lost control of my mental shields and I could 'hear' that Amelia was trying to say this as gently as possible and she really did think that I had 'hurt Eric's feelings'.

"Are you serious? You think that I 'hurt Eric's feelings'" I quoted laughing darkly "I don't think Eric has feelings." Amelia looked almost shocked at my words and and scrunched up her face a little, exactly the way she does when she's frustrated as I struggled to put my shields back in place.

"Sookie you're wrong! Okay so I wasn't there for it all but from what you've told me and what I've heard, he's always been there for you whether you wanted him to be or not." Her words came out in a torrent and as much as I hated to admit it I knew she was right. About Eric being there I mean, not about him having feelings. "I mean look at everything he's done for you. Correct me if I'm wrong but even when he barley knew you he staked another vampire to save you, a vampire that he had thought he could trust. Then he saved you from the maenad by agreeing to go to that orgy so he could protect you!"

"He just wanted to get into my pants! And he did and now that he remembers he's lost interest" I retorted, not really realizing that possibility until I had said it, and now that I had it made complete and total sense. I couldn't believe that I hadn't thought of it until just then.

"Do you really think that he would go that far just to get you into bed?" Amelia asked

"Well I wouldn't put it past him" I answered truthfully.

"Well what about when he risked everything and followed you to Dallas even though he didn't need to and it could have got him killed?" Amelia continued her onslaught without pausing for breath. "And how about the time he went with you to rescue Bill and was the only one who stayed with you when you got staked. Sookie he could have gotten himself killed then too. He did it because he cares about you!"

"No!" I practically yelled, causing all of the other people in the restaurant to turn and stare at us. So I lowered my voice and admitted the truth to Amelia. "The only time I think he really cared about me was when he couldn't remember who he was." I lowered my eyes to the table and fidgeted with the napkin in my hands. A change in Amelia's thoughts was the only thing that alerted me that she was about to drop what she considered to be a 'bombshell' on me.

"Sookie the only reason he surrendered at the take-over was he knew that if he didn't you would most likely get hurt." She blurted out before I even had a chance to react to the change in her thoughts.

"What?!" I spluttered, staring at her completely stunned. There was no way she could be telling the truth, Eric wouldn't do that. He surrendered because it was the only thing he could do...right?

"Sookie, it's the truth." Amelia interrupted my frantic thoughts.

"How would you know if it's the truth or not?" I asked trying desperately to find where she had gotten her information wrong.

"Well don't say anything but Pam kind of told me" she answered slightly reluctantly.

"And how the hell would she know?"

"Eric is her maker" she said, rolling her eyes at the obviousness of the answer. "That means she knows things about Eric. Sookie everyone but you can see how he feels."

I just sat there staring at Amelia, mouth agape and stunned into silence. With my thoughts and emotions a tangled mess and suddenly I knew what I needed to do.

"Amelia I...I have to go. I'm sorry" I hurriedly put the money for my half of the bill and a little extra for her to get a cab onto the table and snatched up my purse. "Sorry" I repeated with an apologetic look in Amelia's direction and rushed out of the restaurant, thankful that it was already dark outside. I jumped into my car and drove the few blocks to my destination in a haze.