Mentors
True Blood
Eric Nortman
Jessica Hamby
fanfiction
DISCLAIMER: I do not own True Blood or any of its characters. All rights and ownership go to the original owners and creators.
Jessica walked out of the Compton manor and began to slowly walk into the field. It had been so long since she felt human and she just wanted things to slow down. She just wanted to see sunlight. She hadn't realized that she had missed it so much until now. She was starting to forget what it even felt like. The heat. She couldn't imagine the heat anymore. She felt like she was just starting to fade away. Jessica shook her head and quickly jetted to Fangtastia.
As usual, it was busy. It was another easy picking night with all the fangbangers sticking out like sore thumbs in their faux gothic styles. Jessica looked around and saw Pam standing at the bar with her usual sour face and blank stare. Jessica walked over and sat on a barstool near the stripper pole.
Pam walked over to her, her face unchanging. "What will you have?"
"O Negative. Please," Jessica said still warily of her manners even though she was sure that Pam hated her.
"Right," Pam said, rolling her eyes and pulling out a bottle of True Blood. "Why are you here? Shouldn't your Maker being watching over you or something?"
Jessica rolled her eyes as Pam poured some True Blood into a glass. "No, Bill doesn't have to watch over me. I'm allowed out on my own."
Pam rolled her eyes again and slid the glass over to Jessica. "Right."
"Where's Eric?"
"He's elsewhere doing whatever he wants to do. Why would it matter to you?"
Jessica shrugged and picked up her glass. "Just wondering."
Pam eyed her for a moment before glancing up to the throne. "He'll be around when he wants to. I wouldn't expect much though. He doesn't have time for baby vamps."
Jessica made a face as Pam walked away from her to the other side of the bar. She looked up to the stage as the crowd started to thin. It was feeding night. It would be amazing if one of the humans could leave without having provided nutrients-like fish in a barrel. Her eyes led over to the throne as Eric stepped onto the stage, throwing off a human sitting on his throne. Jessica smiled as she saw him and stood up.
"I said, get off my throne. You're just food," he growled, taking his throne. "Get out."
The air filled with blood and the room stopped as fangs were exposed. The human stood up and looked around before shaking his head and screaming, "Fuck you, fangers."
Eric grinned as a small crowd of vampires followed the human out before he turned his gaze to Jessica and nodded lightly. He stepped down and slowly made his way to the bar. "So, you've come to join us again. What do I owe the pleasure?"
"I was bored," she said taking a gulp of her drink.
"Of course you were." He glanced over to Pam as she crossed her arms and huffed. "Pam, I hope you've been kind to our guests tonight."
"Oh, you know I have."
He nodded once, took Jessica's arm and lead her away from the bar. "She's being unusually nice tonight."
Jessica laughed. "That's nice?" Eric nodded. "She must be a real bundle of joy then."
He smiled as he opened the office door. "You could say that. What can I do for you tonight?"
"Nothing," she shrugged, her face expressed her lie as she sat down in the leather chair in front of the desk.
"Jessica, you wouldn't come here and ask for me if you didn't need me."
"Who said I asked?"
He glared at her, standing in front of the desk. "Are we really going to play this game?"
"What game?"
He rolled his eyes, grabbed her glass, and put it down on the desk. "Why did you ask for me?"
Jessica pursed her lips out and glanced to the door. "I didn't ask. I just mentioned your name."
"Why?" he asked, motioning her to continue.
She shrugged and slouched back. "Why does it matter? I just mentioned your name to Pam when I sat down and she was making me a drink."
"Jessica, stop playing games. Why are you trying to ask Pam where I am? Does your Maker need something?" he hissed, growing more annoyed by the moment.
"Not that I know of," she said shyly, her fear starting to rise up in her. She wasn't planning on making him upset but then again, she hadn't planned on this.
"Then why are you asking?"
"I was just curious."
Eric rolled his eyes and passed her back her glass. "You look starved. Does your Maker not feed you?" He turned and grabbed a bottle of fresh human blood from behind his desk. "I don't like to share," he said, pouring some into her glass, "but I think you need this more than I do."
Her fangs came out as she smelled the blood. She kept her eyes closed and took in all the aromas. "Bill doesn't like me to drink human blood. It smells divine."
"It's virgin, that's why," he smiled as he took her glass and took a swallow for himself. "Virgin blood is the best besides babies' blood. But I don't like to drain babies for obvious reasons. Trying to mainstream, it wouldn't look very good if I drank from a baby. Now, would it?"
Jessica's cheeks flushed. It made her wonder. If virgin blood was so good, why didn't Bill just drain her instead? Truthfully, Jessica was happy that she became a vampire instead. Death was one thing but internal life was another. The powers she had were immense. She couldn't have imagined it when she was alive. "How could anyone be a virgin around you?"
Eric nodded as he let out a laugh. "I wonder the same thing. Don't worry though," he passed her glass back, "she isn't a virgin now. I'll just have to find another."
"I'm sure you have girls flocking all around you."
"That's true. Virgins are hard to come by though. No one wants to be a virgin."
"Isn't that true," she sighed, taking a sip of the human blood and smiling. "This is amazing. It tastes like paradise."
"Virgins are paradise. You never did answer my question though. Why are you looking for me?"
She glanced up at him and felt her fangs come out again. She was still having problems controlling them when she was aroused and now she was getting there. She never found power or fear arousing but something about Eric changed her mind. "I was bored."
He leaned forward, bracing himself on the chair's arm. "And?"
Jessica covered her mouth to try to hide her fangs as she looked up to him. "I don't know-"
"You know exactly why you came here. Don't try to bullshit me."
"I don't know what you want me to say."
"The truth would be nice," he said straightening himself back up and crossing his arms.
She shrugged again and slowly removed her hand from her mouth. "I kind of maybe wanted to see you," she said lowly trying not to be heard.
Eric nodded and covered his mouth. "And why would you want to do that?"
Jessica looked up at him, nothing his features, and sharp cheekbones. "Why wouldn't I?"
"Your Maker won't be happy about this."
"Who says he has to know?" Jessica asked as Eric smiled at her.
A/N: SO, yeah, this happened. Sorry! I'm in love with the pairing. It was writing explicitly but would delete my account if I did as I pleased. So, the very PG rated version.
