This is a new idea I'm trying out, inspired by Kittensandcombatboots and her story April showers, let me know if I should continue? Of course, I'm still continuing Saving Pam, just this as well!
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I walk the line
Sookie Pov
I went back out into the car park, having stupidly left my purse in the glove box. It was my turn to buy the drinks for my friends, Tara and Arlene. We were on a rare girl's night out, having managed to persuade our boss Sam that it was actually helpful that we went out tonight, in order to check out our new rival bar that had opened up in Shreveport.
Although on arriving here, it was obvious this new place, Fangtasia, is not in the same running as Merlotte's. It has a totally different vibe then most bars or clubs around here. It's somewhat Gothic and 'underground scene', it was interesting to say the least.
The lot was empty as I made my way to my car; I was feeling very alert, reaching into my car in such a vacant area. So when I suddenly heard the light sound of footsteps near me, my heart shot into my throat. I swirled round ready to fight off some drunk or at least jolt back into the bar when my eyes landed on the cause of the noise.
Across the parking lot from my car, there skipping lithely like a little sprint, I saw a little girl. She was dainty and nimble, and had the neatest, straightest, palest long blond hair I had ever seen on a little girl.
I knew instantly she shouldn't be out in the parking lot alone at night, outside a nightclub spewing out with drunks at that. The whole scene just screamed wrong. I knew I had better help her out, or at least make sure she was safe. I wouldn't be able to cope if something happened to her, if I hadn't helped; she was just a little girl. So, straightening my dress, I gently walked up to her, keeping my pace steady and a smile on my face so as not to startle her.
Not that I needed to worry about that, as she instantly jumped around when she heard me approach. Her face entirely unimpressed as she glared at me with striking pale blue eyes. 'Can I help you?' She asked in a sarcastic tone, and I was literally stunned at this snarky little blonde.
I was about to answer her, when suddenly a huge guy came marching out from nowhere, looking completely stern and angry. 'Pamela, what on earth are you doing?' He yelled, stopping in front of the little girl, crouching to her level and grabbing her by her thin arms. She looked up at him startled for all of three seconds before rolling her eyes. She had spunk, I'd give her that for sure.
'I was getting Dolly, somebody left her in the car!' She said clearly referring to him as the 'somebody.' The tall man shut his eyes, letting out a long sigh of frustration. 'Then you ask somebody to get her for you. You know better than to come out here alone, at night too!' He said, looking seriously at her. That's when I noticed their eyes were identical in their pale blue crystal like colour. A quick scan of them both, I could easily pick out many other similarities from their pale blonde hair to their beautifully defined cheek bones.
This was her father.
He huffed when he got an eye roll rather than a reply and took the car keys from her little hand, standing up to his full height once more. My breath literally caught in my throat, he was magnificent.
He looked at me with those striking eyes and my mind froze, I knew I should say something, explain my presence or something, this thought quickly reasserted my mind and I cleared my throat slightly.
'Hi there, I'm Sookie Stackhouse. Please excuse me but I came over when I saw her on her own, I knew she shouldn't have been out here so I thought I'd try an' help out. Return her to her daddy.' I said with a wide smile, hoping to god I didn't sound as chipper to him as I did to my own ears.
Thankfully, he smiled back and even let out a little chuckle. 'Thank you, that was very kind of you. I'm Eric Northman by the way, said Daddy you were looking for.' He laughed, but his voice was deep and throaty and downright gorgeous. 'And this irresponsible child is my daughter, Pamela.' He said, placing a large hand atop the little girls head.
'It's nice to meet you Pamela.' I said smiling down at her, and I was surprised when she half returned the smile. Before swiftly reaching up to grab the keys from Eric and move over to a car, assumable Eric's, and opened the door, climbing delicately up inside.
'And it's good to meet you too Mr. Northman.' I said, reaching out my hand for him to shake. He did, nice and firmly, and offered a heartwarming smile. 'Please, call me Eric.' He added and I actually gushed like a little girl.
'Not to be nosy, but is there a reason your little daughter is out clubbing with you?' I asked with a, what I hoped, was a light voice, not meaning to cause any offense, and thankfully once again, he just chuckled, running his hand through his blond hair.
'Yeah, see what you mean, maybe she is too young for shots at the bar.' He joked sarcastically, before continuing. 'I had some errands to run which couldn't be put off till tomorrow, and not having a babysitter, she had to come with me.'
'Oh you work here then?' I asked curiously.
'No, well yes, but I own it, so I employ people to work for me more than actually work here myself.' He chuckled, and I swear at that point, a little halo appeared over his head by the way he smiled.
'That's er…that's impressive.' I said honestly, 'And I must say, your club is pretty cool unlike some around here.'
'Thanks.' He said with that same devilish smile. I smiled back up at him.
'Oh geez.' Pam suddenly said, breaking the silence. Eric instantly chuckled, running his fingers through his hair awkwardly again. I smiled over at her with flushed cheeks. Eric strode over to his daughter within three giant steps.
'Got Dolly?' He asked her and pulled the little girl up into his muscular arms when she nodded. I followed Eric back towards the entrace; I noticed hanging from Pam's small hand was a worn lavender bunny rabbit made from corduroy material. I smirked at the innocent toy, as I followed the two back inside.
He gently plopped her down on the leather couch in what I assumed was his office. I felt a bit awkward intruding on the two, but he didn't seem to mind. 'Now go to sleep.' He said before kissing her on the forehead softly and lightly tapped her nose. It was a very touching sight.
Closing his office door quietly then locking it, I guess he was worried she'd disappear again; he turned to me once more. 'Her bunny's called Dolly?' I asked when he turned to smile at me. He chuckled slightly, understanding my confusion. 'Yep.' He said with a shrug and I shrugged back with a smile.
'My friends are going to wonder where I've got to.' I said, suddenly remembering why I was here in the first place. Eric's little smile suddenly disappeared.
'Oh of course, I've…I've got some things to sort out too, quicker I get them done, the quicker I can get Pam back in her normal bed.' He said, sounding every bit of the loving father I just knew he was.
'So….' I said, hating that I didn't have anything better to say to him.
'So, see you around Sookie Stackhouse.' He said almost seductively with a boyish grin, making my stomach flip.
'See you around, Eric Northman.' I said, and then we went our separate ways.
'Where have you been?' Tara demanded as soon as I appeared, ordering our drinks quick, I turned to tell them about my little encounter in Fangtasia's parking lot.
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'Why'd he call it Fangtasia?' Arlene asked after I had finished my little story and I shrugged, ignoring the somewhat odd question. After that, we partied for a while, ordering a few more drinks and dancing a bit. It was a laugh, and I certainly enjoyed my rare night with my colleagues and friends. The bar had turned out to be an out and out surprise, a nice one.
We all walked to my car around 12, Arlene and I had work the next day; Tara didn't start till the evening. I had only had a few drinks, under the limit, so I was the dedicated driver for the night it seemed.
I unlocked the doors, ready to get in when Arlene piped up. 'Oh I'm sorry, I need another pee, give me a minute?' She whined, her face all pleading like a puppy. 'Ya'll just hurry up.' I chuckled, and laughed even louder when Tara followed my red headed friend.
I leant against my car, looking out into the night, when the sound of a metal door drew my attention back to the club. Up ahead, coming out of a private exit, I spotted Mr. Northman with a sleeping Pam in his arms, Dolly the rabbit shoved in his pocket, sticking out in a comical way.
I waved to him as his eyes met mine, and he smiled broadly. Then surprising me more, he started walking my way, instead of to his car.
'Done with those errands then?' I asked as he walked towards me to fill the silence.
He nodded. 'Good, you better get her home.' I said, nodding the sleeping girl in his arms.
'Yeah she'll be tucked up in bed within ten. And thank you again for looking out for Pam. Most would have ignored her, too wrapped up in their own events of the night.' He said, and I noticed how he automatically increased his hold on Pam.
'Anytime. She seems like a lovely little girl.' I said, smiling as I remembered her snarky and quick attitude. 'See you around sometime?' I said hoping desperately that I would, he seemed like a person one should have in their lives.
'Well, actually I was hoping that you would like to come for a drink some time?' He asked with another boyish grin, but I could see a little apprehension underneath his smile. And my heart sank.
'Oh.' I said, and instantly wanted to be sucked into the ground as his face fell slightly. 'Just a thought, doesn't matter.' He said quickly, turning to walk away, and I reached out to touch his muscular arm.
'I would love to, it's just…I have a boyfriend.' I finished lamely.
'Doesn't mean you can't go for a drink does it?' He said, surprising me yet again tonight. And then, when I thought about it, there was no reason not to accept, not if it was purely friendship based.
'No…no I guess it doesn't. In that case, I'd love to Eric.' I said, and felt my stomach flip again when he smiled. Stop that, I inwardly chided myself, I have a boyfriend, this can't go anywhere.
We swapped numbers swiftly; although it was more I pumping in the numbers considering Eric had his hands full.
We waved goodbye to each other, just as my friends were heading back our way.
As I started the car up and began the drive back to Bon Temps, I let the sound of my friend's eager gossip fade to the background as I went over my two meetings with Mr. Northman and his little daughter. And, despite me willing my body to behave, I couldn't stop the tingling in my belly from happened when I thought of Eric.
'Stop it Sookie.' I whispered quietly and yet my stomach continued to flutter.
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Chapter two coming soon….frailly
