AN: This is my first attempt at fanfiction EVER so please be gentle with me. I have been reading them for years, and have finally found the courage to give it a go myself. That being said, a few disclaimers before we continue…

1.I have not read the Southern Vampire Mysteries…although I've heard the ending of where/who Sookie ends up with and can't say I really like the idea.

2.I've always been an Eric Sookie shipper, I HATED Bill. He just seemed so fake to me.

3. I do not own anything, sadly, all the original characters are property of Charlene Harris. Don't sue me.

This story takes place in 2x09 "I Will Rise Up". I use part of the original True Blood script and then take it in a different direction. Instead of jumping to the other views in the scene, as the true episode does, I stay with Bill/Eric/Sookie. No copyright infringement intended.

Please review and let me know your thoughts. I'll see if I can come up with a direction for plot, and we'll go from there. Happy reading!

Blood Discovery

SPOV

"Sookeh!" I vaguely heard Bill call my name in the distance. Why does he seem far away? It takes me a minute to gain my bearings, and then rebuild my shields, before I realize there is an immobile weight on top of me. I shift slightly, trying to shake the fog that has settled over my brain. What happened?

OH. THE BOMB. My eyes snap open.

"Bill" I groan, as I hear another voice begin speaking from…on top of me? I then realize it's Eric.

"I've covered her, she's only stunned" he says. Oh is that so. Great. "Get the humans" Eric tells Bill. His eyes meet mine, and I nod my head in agreement. We need to know why, and how many of them there are. After a moments pause, Bill speeds off.

I start to shuffle my body, realizing my head feels like it's going to explode because Eric is still lying on top of me.

"I can't breathe, you weigh a ton" I say as I push against his body with the little strength I have. With his massive form now laying immobile beside me, my brain starts to wake up.

"Jason….JASON!" I yell, sitting up and looking around. Please oh please, Lord tell me he wasn't injured. He's all I have left! Just as I start rushing towards panic, I heard him emerge from the rubble. After shaking off some type of body part (that I'd rather not identify) he gives me a thumbs up and an "okay".

I hear groaning from behind me, and turn back to Eric. A small "uh-oh" escapes my lips as I start to access his current state. Even with his impressive muscles, and tight black tank top, I can see that he has taken a lot of shrapnel from the bomb.

"Had to shield you" he barely makes out to me.

"Well hurry up and heal yourself, what are you waiting for?!" Silly vampire. Time is a tickin' and we need Mr. High and Mighty to check in and take charge, as he so loves to do.

"Can't. Silver" he says. Cheese and rice! I can only think of getting his Maker, he's older and can help him.

"I'll go get Godric" I say, but his hand on my wrist stops me. "No time" he gasps. Holy crow! What do I DO?! Eric must have seen the panicked look cross my face, because he then says "Suck it out".

Say what now? "Eric I cant … it's too gross … and it's you" I manage, trying not to let him realize how disgusted I am by the idea of having his blood. With Bill and I, it's somewhat intimate, I'm giving him my life source so he can survive as we connect physically (another thing that is super new to me). But overall the whole idea still kind of grosses me out…even if I am dating a vampire, doesn't mean I have got over my heebie jeebies about blood. As I debate back and forth about this dying suggestion my mind is spinning…

"I …. Dying…" Eric chokes. ARGH. I gasp. This has GOT to be the worst case scenario, but I have to act fast. He did save me after all. "Oh, son of a mother-" I exclaim as I climb on top of him, shove my hair out of the way and lean down. I never thought I'd see the day…

I begin sucking at the wound on his neck, trying to keep any of his blood from making its way down my throat. I feel the small bud of silver hit my lips and I spit the blood and piece out immediately.

"Got it" I say triumphantly, thinking that should be enough. It was a big enough piece, but he should already be healing by now. "The other one" I hear Eric say. "You're kidding me!" Come ON buddy! I was just about to argue when I hear him groan again. "UGH" I sigh and start on the next one I can see, working to get the other piece of silver from yet another wound. I thought I heard a small growl from Eric as I continue, trying my best not to let any of his blood make its way into my system, but disregard it as the room is still full of angry, bleeding vampires. Soon I hear Bill's voice from behind me. Thank goodness he's back! He'll probably have a better plan than I do.

I was surprised by the tone of his voice as he asks "what are you doing?" I spit out the second bullet and reply "I sucked silver out of Eric's chest and saved his life, even though I REALLY didn't want to". Not like I wanted to but hey, now we're even on this episode of "Save My Life"… that could be a really good soap opera. Just before my mind starts spinning out on a tangent about that excellent and ridiculous show I hear a cocky comment from Eric.

"She was superb". Um…WHAT?! I whip my head to him as I see a look of outrage cross my boyfriend's face. My jaw must have hit the floor as I whip my head back toward Bill.

"Eric was in no danger" he admits, I can hear the bile in his voice and the rage is starting to course through me. Is that my emotion? I can't remember ever feeling this angry before … maybe it's the adrenaline. But wait … all my insides are shifting like I ate bad pizza or drank spoiled milk. I haven't felt this before. Before I can deliberate farther, the rage takes over and I snap up.

"He- WHAT?" I manage. My mind is racing. My insides are all over the place. What is going ON right now?! I make eye contact with Eric who is now laying with one hand behind his head, as if he just went for a romp in the hay.

"A tiny falsehood" he supplies, and I again snap my head back to Bill.

"He was already healing" he tells me, hanging his head.

I can't tell if he's fighting the urge to roll his eyes, or tear me apart.

"The bullets would have pushed themselves out" he continues. "This way, he's forced you to drink his blood" Bill concludes.

Betrayal. White hot rage starts coursing through me. I'm a FOOL. "No" I squeak, feeling this anger welling inside me. "No, NO!" I can't think of anything. How. What. What have I done?

"You're connected. He'll be able to sense your emotions" Bill finishes. I look back at him. He's looking a mix of disgusted and …betrayed. Really? Didn't I just learn that he cheated on me with his maker? Don't think I've forgotten about that buddy.

I turn back on Eric. "YOU LYING A-HOLE!" I want so badly to stomp on his face, or spit the silver back into him, but I can't think of anything. I'm so confused. I thought he would heal on his own, but he told me he was in pain, he was DYING. What did I miss? Did he just take advantage of my naivety?

"You're right Bill, I do believe I can feel her emotions" Eric adds with a triumphant grin.

Oh my gosh. Oh HECK. I have to get out of here. I turn to Bill, he's looking at me with a look of pity. EFF that. I pivot on my heel and start running, trying to side step damage. As I start turning, I see Bill about to approach Eric more on the subject, but my mind is made up. I need to get out of here. Away. I need to regroup. I need to think about what I've done and just what the flipping heck is happening to my insides.

I reach the other end of the room and see Godric. His eyes are so full of sorrow, I feel my own eyes start to water. It's like I'm looking into a mirror that's reflecting half of the emotions coursing through me. I feel like the two sides of me have split. The Good Sookie is about to break down and sob, the Other Sookie is about to go on a tirade. Yelling, staking Eric, and telling Bill where he can put that look of nothing but pity. I turn again, and start to continue my pursuit out of the room. Another hand on my wrist stops me.

"Sook?" Jason looks at me, seeing my eyes filling with tears, and my hands starting to shake.

"Get me out of here Jas. Take me home" I whisper.

Please let me know your thoughts! ~Lea