Disclaimer: Don't own it nor do I claim to, if it sounds familiar it belongs to someone else. I only wish that I could lay claim to Eric, **sigh**.
A/N: So this is my attempt at writing a True Blood fanfiction. I am totally a Eric/Sookie shipper so this is my take on what should happen with Season 3.
Spoilers for season 3 be warned.
Eric sat up with a hiss and rubbed his chest; his heart felt as if it were being ripped from his chest. Pam was asleep on the bed next to him; he'd been unwilling to let her out of his sight when he finally rescued her from the Magister. A small smile curved his handsome face as his gaze settled on his childe until he realized that the pain came from the bond that he shared with Sookie being severed.
Pam struggled to open her eyes, she was so tired but she could feel Eric's pain calling to her. She slowly sat up and brought her hand to his face, "What is it," she asked her voice still husky with sleep.
Wounded blue eyes focused on her face, "When the sun sets, I need you to find Sookie."
Pam bit back the sarcastic retort and merely inclined her head before reclining once more on the bed. After a moment, Eric joined her and buried his face in her throat. Unfamiliar with this side of her maker, Pam quietly wrapped her arms around him in an effort to provide comfort.
Sookie opened her eyes and not recognizing her surroundings arose from the bed and cautiously made her way out of the bedroom and down the hall. She heard laughter and singing coming from outside and made her way there.
"Sookie, there you are," she was greeted by a beautiful woman.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?"
"Of course you do, child. I am Claudine."
"Where am I?"
"You are home," came the simple reply.
Sookie shook her head, "This isn't home."
"Oh Sookie, do you not remember anything?"
From nowhere the shadows started to close in on them, "The darkness comes."
"What? What darkness? What's going on?"
"Sookie you have been tricked, the darkness will try to destroy you."
"Claudine, I don't understand. What are you talking about?"
The other woman glanced back at her, "You must find your true mate, he will protect your light."
"But Bill….."
Claudine hissed at the name, "Not him…The Viking, he is your mate."
Sookie stared in disbelief as Claudine disappeared. "Eric Northman?"
The doctor sighed as she walked into the room and took in the distressed faces. She took a steadying breath before speaking, "I am sorry but Ms. Stackhouse has lost so much blood and her body is rejecting any transfusions we attempt. I think that you had better prepare yourselves for the worst."
Alcide wanted to throw his head back and howl with pain, he hadn't known Sookie very long but she certainly deserved better than this. He stood and crossed the tiny room to stand next to the bed where the petite blonde lay dying. He stroked her hair gently, "Don't give up Sookie," he pleaded quietly.
"Fucking vampires, I told her to stay away from them," Tara growled before falling into LaFayette's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
He rubbed his cousin's back, praying all the while. Sookie was one of the few good ones and he didn't want to see anything happen to her. Not to mention that he was worried what her death would do to Tara's mental state. He glanced over to the chair where Sookie's brother, Jason, sat staring in disbelief. LaFayette had never cared much for Jason, he was a stupid and egotistical but LaFayette couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him sitting there looking lost.
The doctor had just left the room when a blur caught Jason's eye, he looked up to see Bill standing next to Sookie's bed. Jason stood up, "Stay away from my sister."
Bill looked at him, his dark eyes full of pain, "I want to help her, Jason."
"Fuck that! It's your fault Sookie's here in the first place," Tara shouted as she pushed free from LaFayette's arms. "How are you even here anyway? I threw you out in the sun!"
"I never meant to hurt her," Bill replied, "I just want to try and help her. My blood can heal her."
Jason nodded his head, "Do it."
"Jason," Tara protested.
"It's my decision, Tara. I don't want to lose my sister."
Alcide remained quietly standing next to Sookie's bed,. Personally he didn't want the vampire anywhere near Sookie but he understood where Jason was coming from.
Bill leaned over to trail his fingers over Sookie's face, "I am so sorry, my love."
Sookie cringed from his touch even in her unconscious state and twin bloody streaks appeared on Bill's cheeks. He removed the needle from the IV bag and went to insert it into his arm only to find his arm being grabbed.
Pam gave him an icy stare then glanced around the room her gaze settling on Alcide, "What happened to the telepath?"
Alcide dropped his head to glance at Sookie then met Pam's eyes, "Tara and I helped Sookie rescue Compton from Lorena. Sookie insisted on being in the back of the van with Compton and when we stopped to check on her we found her unconscious."
Pam returned her arctic gaze to settle on Bill, "I'd say that you've done quite enough here Compton, wouldn't you?"
"I was not myself. I would never deliberately hurt Sookie." He reached for Sookie's hand only to have her once more shift from his touch and whimper, "Eric."
Bill glanced at the tiny blonde human that held his very heart and wanted to weep at her unconscious rejection.