(Author's Note: Hello everybody! Thank for taking the time to read this. It is the first time I have ever attempted to write a story and English is not my native language, so please tell me what you think and help me correct any mistakes. I am looking forward to reading your reviews. Also, I know that the first chapter is not so good, but I am already working on the second and I promise it is going to be mush better!)

Surprise

It was a typical evening at Fangtasia. Eric was sitting in his big black chair inside his office. He didn't really feel like showing off in front of the customers, the way he usually enjoyed doing. His maker, Godric, had met the sun only a few days ago and he was deeply sorrowed for that loss. Actually, he was more than that. He was aching, he was hurt, he felt betrayed and alone and it took almost too much effort to keep his non-chalant façade and stand up to his duties as sheriff. He had decided to dedicate his evening in doing the necessary paperwork for the bar.

Eric's train of thought was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. "Come in!" he ordered. It was Pam, his vampire child. Pam understood that Eric was not in good mood after the trip to Dallas and she avoided crossing him at any cost. She knew better than that. He had taught her better than that.

She opened the door and announced in her usual i-am-so-bored tone "You have a visitor, Master. She insisted on seeing you. Can she come on in?".

Eric immediately understood who the visitor was. Sookie Stackhouse was there and, apparently she was demanding to meet him. This was a first. He wondered what could she possibly want and where Bill Compton was. Surely, he wouldn't have let her come to Fangtasia on her own. Were they not dating any more? Or was she here without his knowing?

There was only one way to find out. "She may." Eric answered. And a few seconds later a rather irritated Sookie entered his office.

"It was you, wasn't it? Who else could have possibly done something so … so evil! Where do you have him, huh? In the dungeon where you kept Lafayette? Where is he?"

By the time she finished her tantrum, she was screaming on top of her lungs and she was trying to catch her breath.

Eric observed she was truly upset about something he couldn't figure out just yet. He tried to remember if he had engaged himself in any kind of activity that would bring the young telepath from Bon Temps shouting in his office…No, he couldn't think of something…

He scanned Sookie once more trying to understand. She looked better than he had ever seen her before. She was wearing an ancient greek style dress in the color of lavender that emphasized her blossomy cleavage and ended right above her knees. This dress looked very fine and he wondered how a waitress could afford to wear such clothing…Maybe it was Bill's gift?

However, that moment he realized that she was about to start yelling at him again and he asked "Really, Sookie, I don't seem to understand what brings you here tonight. What exactly did I do to bring in that state?"

Sookie just couldn't believe what she was hearing. Like he didn't know. He ruined everything. She had worn her beautiful new dress (Bill's gift) and he had picked her up at 7 pm. He drove them to a fancy French restaurant, which –as Sookie found out later- he had rented only for them! And while she was enjoying her delicious meal, he popped The Question! She couldn't believe it. It would be a lie if she claimed that she had never dreamt about that moment, but she hadn't realized that they were that serious… She needed a few seconds to collect herself, to put her thoughts in line, so she dashed to the restroom. But when she came back just a little later, he wasn't there anymore! And in the room was definite struggle evidence.

Sookie just knew that something bad, really bad, had happened and she thought immediately of Eric Northman; he had to know something about it. After all he was Sheriff of this area, he was supposed to know what was going on in it.

So, she drove all the way to his bar, Fangtasia. Pam, his vampire child and his second in command, had discouraged her from meeting Eric, but nothing she could possibly say made any difference to Sookie. She had to find out what had happened to Bill.

With a lot of effort, she explained all these to the thousand-years-old gorgeous vampire that was staring at her incredulously. Finally, he said "I have nothing to do with Compton's abduction. But as it is, I am compelled by vampire law to look for him since he inhabits permanently in my area."

He said that and then mumbled "Chow". Chow appeared in the door just a few seconds later accompanied by two vampires Sookie had never met before. Eric motioned them to wait and he picked up the phone, announcing "Bill is officially missing. I will call Sophie-Anne to find out whether she is involved."

Sookie had finally stopped crying and she was sitting quietly in a chair, while Eric called the Queen to find out whether she had been involved in Bill's abduction

He was dialing her number when he suddenly stopped. He stood there, a strange expression of wonder laying on his face. Sookie was actually worried. She had never seen Eric like that. She opened her mouth to ask "What's wrong?" but Eric's hand rose and she heard his deep voice saying "Shh.. Don't talk!" The vampires hadn't been paying attention, but now they were aware that something was wrong. Nonetheless, they didn't speak. The Sheriff had ordered them not to.

Eric was in shock. One moment he was making a phone call and the next he was feeling her coming close. He sensed that her presence approached. It couldn't be… She had left two centuries ago, claiming she needed to spend some time on her own. He had been really miserable at the time, but he had let her go. Was it plausible she was coming back?

Before he had time to think any further, he felt her energy concentrating by the window. And there she was.

All the eyes in the room turned towards her. The vampires' fangs were out because for a moment the thought they were being attacked. After seeing her, though, they were immobilized. Their fangs stayed out because they lusted after the outstanding woman that stood there.

She was tall, but not too tall. Her figure was one every model would kill to have. She had long legs, very slim waist and just about the right bosom to make her irresistible. She was dressed in a burgundy dress, whose upper half was shaped like a corset, emphasizing her thin waist and the dress continued in a pencil-cut way all the way to her knees. Her pantyhose was between grey and black and she was wearing 10 cm suede pumps, and a matching clutch, as well. Her glossy black hair was a little longer than her shoulders and it ended in loose curls.

Sookie's mind could only form one coherent thought "Who the hell was that woman?" .