Here is my new True Blood story. It picks up right after season four. If I don't get a lot of interest I will probably discontinue the story. Let me know what you think. Of course it's an Eric and Sookie story! Let's see where these two take us!

For my Delicious Torment fans, I am still working on the last chapter so it's perfect before I post it. So be patient. I just wanted to get something up! Thanks for waiting and being so patient. Y'all are the best!

Thanks for reading!

Wild Heart, Eternal Light

Chapter 1: Tristes Apprets - Jean Philippe Rameau/W. Christie

Sookie

Sookie sobbed as she called out for help, holding Tara, praying someone would hear her. Sookie was shaking and glanced terrified between Tara and the pool of blood she was now sitting in towards Debbie's body. She felt her voice become hoarse and Lafayette was suddenly there screaming with her. Sookie felt in his mind that he had taken something to numb the pain of losing Jesus.

"Oh my fuckin' God, what the fuck happened, Sook?" he bellowed. Suddenly Eric and Bill were there. Bill grabbed her away from Tara, but Sookie held on tight, refusing to let go of the best friend she had ever had. Bill pried her away from Tara, despite Sookie's every muscle fighting him.

She couldn't lose one more person. Not tonight.

Sookie sobbed and sobbed, not even able to think clearly. Suddenly Lafayette let out the most heart-wrenching sound, collapsing on the ground. He looked terrified and grief-stricken towards the back door of the kitchen.

Sookie followed his gaze, but saw nothing there. She scanned his mind and saw Tara there, smiling in comfort towards him and now her. She choked on her sobs, hyperventilating. Sookie then knew that Tara was here with them in spirit form. That she was truly dead.

Sookie closed her eyes, her heart breaking even more as Lafayette spoke with his cousin. She couldn't hear Tara, but Bill and Eric looked to him somewhat alarmed, as if they didn't know if he had been driven mad at the traumatic experience or not.

She felt Bill pull her closer to him and she tried to push him away from her. She had never wanted to be left untouched more in her life. She attempted to shake him off, but Bill held her tightly thinking she was going back toward the body of her deceased friend.

She pushed and screamed, "Get off, Bill!"

He loosened his grip, confusion on his features as he wondered if this was a good idea or not. Sookie crawled towards Lafayette and wrapped her arms around him. He was sobbing. He had lost his lover and his cousin tonight.

She stroked his back in comfort as he sobbed with her. She turned to Eric and Bill who looked around the kitchen trying to piece together what had happened.

She wiped her face and turned to them. "Debbie was waiting here for me when I got home. She had a gun and aimed to kill me, but Tara threw herself in front of the bullet, pushing me out of the way. I
was scared she was going to shoot me next and grabbed the gun from her and shot her. Tara is dead."

Sookie curled herself in a ball and put her head on her knees, resting it there. She rocked herself as she sobbed. She didn't know what was happening, but Sookie could hear Eric and Bill speaking softly to each other.

Tara was dead. She couldn't believe it. After everything they had survived, Tara was gone. She was alone. Sookie tried to make sense of this concept, but it didn't want to settle in her head. She heard Lafayette's sobs quiet and Sookie lifted her head to watch him. He was looking to where Tara was before and peeked inside to Tara telling him and Sookie goodbye.

Lafayette's eyes followed spirit Tara as she moved toward Sookie. In his mind she watched, looking to the place that Tara should be, but wasn't.

"Sook, I don't regret it, so don't waste time blaming yo'self," Tara said through Lafayette's thoughts. "Please take care of each other. Lafayette will need you now more than ever. I get to be with Gran and Eggs watchin' over you now. Maybe I can truly find peace now, Sook. A peace I have never been able to find alive."

Sookie was sobbing again, shaking her head slightly with her eyes shut tight. She couldn't accept that she would never see her again. Tara and she had fights. They didn't agree on a lot of things, but Tara had always been there for her and had loved and fought for Sookie as much as a sister would.

Tara moved away from Sookie and back to Lafayette, but Sookie couldn't focus on the two of them anymore. She looked up at Eric, who was watching her as if he was trying to gauge how long it would be until she really snapped.

Sookie looked back up at Eric, looking for the Eric she knew. She needed that Eric right now. When Eric's eyes met hers, they were cloaked by his signature unreadable, expressionless expression. No feeling was coming out of his eyes as he looked at her. She knew he had said the Eric she had loved was there, that he was simply more, but where was he now when she needed him most?

Sookie couldn't bear to keep searching for him and pinched her eyes closed tight. She was alone right now. And she needed to face that fact sooner or later. Might as well be sooner. She opened her eyes and stood, walking toward the phone on the wall. She picked up the phone and began calling Jason. He would come for her.

Suddenly a hand clicked over the phone, disconnecting the call. She looked to Bill as he asked, "What are you doing, Sookie?"

She swatted his hand away, giving him a look so fierce he actually took a step back. "I am callin' Jason, as in Sheriff Jason Stackhouse, to report a breakin' and enterin' with a deadly weapon. I am tellin' Jason that Debbie shot at Tara, then in my own defense I tackled Debbie and shot her in self-defense. It's the truth. "

Bill and Eric looked between one another, clearly wondering if this was the best course of action. "It don' matter what y'all think, Tara is not gonna to just disappear. She deserves more than that no matter what you think, and I'm gonna make sure she gets it."

Eric looked at Sookie, but nodded, respecting he wishes.

Bill however pursed his lips, about to urge her to reconsider, but Sookie cut him off by turning back to the phone and calling Jason. She told Jason the basics and within ten minutes red and blue police lights bounced off the walls of her home through her windows. She walked to the door and waited for Jason in the foyer.

When Jason and Andy came in, they looked her over for any injury, looking relieved when they found none. Andy went to where Debbie and Tara laid dead, while Jason gingerly walked toward her and slowly wrapped his arms around her. Sookie listened in his mind and heard him thanking whoever had been watching over her. It had been Tara.

Sookie pulled back and pointed toward the kitchen. She sat at the dining room table and waited for them to catalog the scene. It became a horrible nightmare repeat of the night she had found Gran dead.

The house became a circus, but she sat and waited, head in her hands until Jason and Andy came back in, bringing Lafayette in with them.

For two hours they went over everything that had happened. At first, Andy had seemed in full out cop mode, considering all the possibilities including a scenario where Sookie and/or Lafayette had cold bloodedly killed both women. Even though he didn't say it, Sookie saw it in his head. She cringed at the image of her killing Tara.

Although she basically had. Debbie had come for her. "No Sook, don't even go there," Lafayette said gruffly. "It wasn't your fault. Tara said so ha'self, baby girl. So get that look off ya face."

Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Lafayette, but he looked at her with an astonishing amount of love and understanding in his eyes and she nodded slowly. Lafayette reached across the table and held her hand in his own.

"Andy, what else you need?" he asked calmly. Sookie was surprised by the strength in his voice. Andy looked over his notes and she could hear him accept what they had told him as the truth. Jason also knew they never would have committed such a heinous crime against Tara.

They packed up their things and said they would be in contact when everything was settled. Tara and Debbie had been taken away, but the evidence of the attack was still there. Sookie and Lafayette looked to one another, wondering what they should do.

Lafayette didn't want to stay here, but didn't want to go to his own home, where Jesus had been murdered. Sookie grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. "Grab your stuff. We aren' stayin' here."

Sookie went to her Gran's room and packed herself a couple of outfits and her toiletries. She had never run from her home before, but tonight she would. For Lafayette.

Lafayette was waiting in the foyer for her, his back to where the dining room and kitchen were. Sookie grabbed her car keys and they left. Sookie drove to Jason's and knocked before using her own set of keys. Jason would probably be busy all night at the station with Andy filing all the events of the night.

Lafayette settled in on the couch and Sookie called Jason, leaving him a message that she and Lafayette were there for the night.

Sookie did a preliminary clean, throwing out old food and trash and wiping the counters down before cleaning some dishes. She made some cocoa for the pair of them. Sookie then went to what used to be her old bedroom, now a guest room, and made sure it was cleaned up and ready for a guest. She walked back out to the living room where Lafayette gave her a look.

"What? I need to keep busy for a bit. Plus this house is almost unlivable." He nodded slowly. She sat with him on the sagging couch with mix-matched throw pillows Jason had accumulated over the years. She leaned her head against his shoulder and for the rest of the night, they thought about the presence that was painfully absent from them.

So…do I continue?