This is going to hopefully be my first really long story, and is based as though Sookie had chosen Eric instead of walking away from both him and Bill.
This starts out in Sookie's point of view.
*Flashback*
I stood there, looking into the golden light, and suddenly I was filled with the most amazing heat.
It wasn't the type of heat that makes you feel sick, or thirsty, or uncomfortable. Quite the opposite actually. It was the type of warmth that surrounded you, filled up every pore on your body, and left you wanting more. Like curling up under an electric blanket on a snowy winter day, with the love of your life beside you.
I let myself drown in the magic. I let the human blood in my veins succumb to the power of the fae. Not only that, but I pushed it to happen. I wanted this.
The radiance tingled over my skin, and the experience branded itself forever in my memory. I would never forget this, and I would never regret the decisions that had led me to this.
I looked past the light at Eric, and smiled from ear to ear. He did the same, and as I felt the light release me, I rushed forward to embrace him.
We kissed, and suddenly he was falling back, and I went with him. When he told me how tired he was, I offered him my blood, and before I knew it we were bonding. Sadly, I barely remembered what happened and suddenly I was in his arms, releasing the wrist I had drank from. We stand, and I sway from the rush of it.
For one shining moment, everything in my life was perfect and right as he held me, and I reveled in the feeling of it. But then like a dying spring flower, the moment was suddenly gone.
The next moment was when everything went to hell.
*End Flashback*
I hope you enjoyed this enough to stay tuned for the next update, and if I'm lucky then this will be my first really long story.