Authors note:

*sigh* yes, starting another WIP but alas this story screamed to be written. For those wondering about my other Sookie verse story 'A very blonde tale' I'm late on putting up the second chapter but it will occur soon. I haven't abandoned the story so don't fret!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'm just playing around in a world I love :)

I urged my small yellow car out of my driveway and grew lost in thought as I made my way along the now familiar road to Shreveport. So much had changed in the last two weeks that it was seriously overwhelming. Everything was back to normal in a way... but in another it was completely different. So Lafayette was a witch. I'm honestly not surprised. I mean I always knew there was something special about him other than his outgoing personality. His spell broke Antonias magic... and helped seal Antonia's spirit so it could never inhabit the living again. Eric's memory was returned and Pam was no longer rotting...

I had lost Eric. He didn't remember a thing from out time together but right now I was trying to install my own form of amnesia to seal away that pain.

However that amnesia didn't include forgoing a visit to Fangtasia to claim the money Pam had promised to pay me for taking Eric in.

As I pulled into the parking lot by Fangtasia I had to withhold a hiss of annoyance. Standing out the front, chanting and holding placards were a small group of FOS members. I knew instantly that they belonged to the vampire hating church with their t-shirts sporting slogans such as 'God hates fangs' and 'All vampires should meet the sun'. I was so glad I had my shields firmly in place because I really did not want to hear what the haters were thinking. I had a good mind to microwave them with my fairy powers but there was no need to cause another uprising of questions within a world still struggling to deal with existence of vampires... I shuddered to think what the world would do if the existence of fairies ever came to light.

I straightened out my red cotton sundress and held my head high as I walked firmly past the protestors, doing my best to ignore their insults. Pam saw me approach and a smirk adorned her bright red lips. She straightened up her black leather dress and shot me a fangy grin.

"Evening Sookie, you're looking particularly edible this evening."

I suppose it must be the red colour against my skin... I awkwardly smiled in acknowledgment of her comment before asking if Eric was in.

"He's in there, entertaining the vermin," she said casually, ushering me through without a further word. If I'd been entering the bar casually as a patron I might have been nervous to be around this lot but I was so used to Vampires (and this bar) that by now I didn't give it a second thought. I moved quickly towards Eric's throne. His eyes flicked over to me immediately as I entered the room and I could feel several tangled emotions through our bond. Most weren't clear enough to pick but two i did: Curiosity and frustration.

I came to a standstill in front of his chair and smiled despite myself. It must have been terribly confusing for him when before the curse I'd never smiled directly at him. Usually I'd just scowled. His confusion at my expression was evident through the bond and his face. It was a second before he returned my smile with a flirtatious glint in his eye. I knew what he was wondering.

"Hello Sookie, dare I get my hopes up with that smile that you came to see me, or is this about the payment I owe you?"

I blinked for a second.
"How do you-?"

"Pam filled me in when I returned to Fangtasia after the spell was broken. Tell me Sookie, what happened during the curse? What happened with us?"

"I can't tell you-"

Before I could even discern what was occurring there was a blur of air and suddenly I was standing in Eric's office, his hands firmly planted on my waist. I remembered the feeling of them creeping down-

"Why can't you tell me Sookie?"
"I-"

Suddenly I was pressed up against Eric's wall, his lips an inch from mine. His delicious breath floated over my skin and a shiver went through my whole body at the memory of his intimate touch.

"Did we have sex Sookie?"

I swallowed.

"No."

YES! My body was screaming at him. And he heard it. A small chuckle escaped his lips.

"Somehow I don't quite believe you Sookie. You're body has never reacted this strongly to me... it's reacting to what it has once known."

Ok so there was no denying it now.

"But you can't remember it."

He seemed to glow a little brighter at my confirmation.

"You obviously do. You finally yielded to me Sookie."

"I yielded to a different you. A thousand years of vampire life stripped away to your true self."

Eric's eye glowed as they looked into mine; it was if he was searching for his lost memories within the depths of my eyes. I felt a small pang of sadness and the scary thing was that I didn't know which one of us it had come from.

"It's still me Sookie, the real me. It's a side that exists."

I was about to melt into an Eric induced puddle. I couldn't allow this to happen so soon when my heart was still mourning the side of him that was kept so very deeply hidden. Too soon! My heart screamed and I slipped out from under his arms and exited his office. I headed to the door of Fangtasia with only one thought playing around my head like a broken record.

It is far too soon to start anything serious with Eric Northman.

This thought continued to torment me as I passed through the exit with a wave to Pam... which perhaps was why I never picked up what was about to happen next.

A gunshot echoed through the parking lot, the sound bouncing off the pavement.

I looked down and saw the red material over my ribs quickly turning black.

a/n

So I've wanted to write a story like this for AGES!

There's hardly any stories with Sookie becoming a vampire in them! It's SOOOO annoying! So I thought, what the heck! I'll write my own!

And so I am.

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