I have reworked this chapter and it's much more to my liking---and hopefully yours!
This story is set immediately following the witch war. While all characters are going to be from the cannon, I purposely made this story in order to make something different. There will be lots of twists and hopefully ideas that you haven't seen in any other fan fiction before. Please read and review- encouragment is the lifeforce of this story! I've used several suggestions already to enhance this story and take it in new and exciting directions.
Huge thanks to my beta, YoungBoho, she's the reason my writing has really improved and therefore made this story a million times better.
I don't own any of the characters; Harris gets that privileged. Enjoy!
Emptiness; the kind of loss that leaves you so empty all you want to do is find the switch to your heart and make the pain go away. It's like the pieces of who you used to be have been torn apart and scattered everywhere for you to try and find and put back together.
Regret; longing so desperately that you had the foresight to prevent yourself from making stupid choices. Never having a moment of peace because your mind replays how things could have been different over and over again.
Anger; deep, in-the-pit of your stomach abhorrence for how life can be so cruel. Anger at your choices and the hand life dealt out to you.
All those emotions reverberated in me as I sat at my old kitchen table. I had just witnessed some of the most gruesome violence first hand and lived through it. The idea of going back to just being a freaky small-town barmaid was out of the question. The witch war was over, but it changed something in me. Getting involved with Vampires had been a mistake; caring for Eric was even worse. He would be back to his usual self by morning and I would return to my normal life until they needed my telepathic abilities.
But how was I supposed to forget everything that happened between Eric and me? I had left my heart unguarded with Eric here because I thought it was him who needed protection; but I had been wrong. Through his own vulnerability he had opened up parts of me that I never thought I would get to share with a man. Without abandon I had given him the keys to my heart and the power to break it. His touch was soothing, his smell intoxicating, and he was painfully beautiful. Just his presence was enough to give me peace while simultaneously lighting a fire of passion I didn't know I could contain.
My heart felt like it was being torn in two. I knew Area 5 needed their sheriff back and while I loved my Eric, I honestly did miss the ferocity and danger that used to always be present in his eyes. However, I knew once he took on that role he would no longer want me. Once he didn't depend on me to keep him safe I would become just an asset to him again. Not to mention the fact I wouldn't want to be with him either. From the moment I met Bill I started getting drawn into Vampire politics more and more and I didn't want it. There was too much hatred and violence in the supernatural world for me to ever want to be a part of. The war had already changed me and I didn't want to go through something like that again. I'd rather be considered a freak among humans than have to be part of a group that was so cruel.
While logically I knew all of that, the number one emotion I was feeling was heartbreak over the thought of losing the friend and lover I'd only recently gained. Eric was passionate, sweet, loving, amazing, strong, protective, and exactly what I wanted. I would give anything just to try and make things work between us, but the person I knew wasn't really him. Of all things, I had fallen in love with someone that didn't exist, now that's crazy!
Feeling stupid and overwhelmed I closed my eyes and tried to block out the torrent of emotions threatening to drown my heart. After a couple minutes of slow steady deep breaths I felt the numbness start to grow in my chest and the pain start to ease.
"Lover, why are you so upset? Please don't cry."
His voice startled me and I yelped as I fell off my chair. I was so deep in thought I didn't even hear Eric come in the room, much less realize I had been silently crying. Fortunately he caught me before I met the floor. I placed my hands on his stony chest and looked up into his icy blue eyes. Just one look at him and the box I had shoved my emotions into was breaking open and setting the pain free.
"I'm sorry, I just…." I sighed dropping my head to stare at my feet, trying to shut my emotions back up. "I was thinking that I'm going to miss this." I said trying to relay all the feelings for him in that simple sentence. For the sake of my dignity and Eric's comfort level I tried to contain the tears that were still slipping down my cheeks, but I couldn't help but cry for the loss I was still already feeling.
Eric pulled me into his embrace and nuzzled my hair inhaling deeply. "Lover, I will never leave you. Even after I remember who I am I will come to you. You know I'll leave everything for you if you want."
His words were twisting the knife that was already lodged so deeply in my heart. How could he not understand? If he was his normal self he would have never said those words. "I know you say that now but trust me, you would never sacrifice everything you've worked for and the safety of your area for a human. As much as I want to believe you, I know you better than you do right now."
He pulled back and lifted my chin to peer deep in my eyes. The intensity and sincerity in them scared me. I saw so much love, pain, and longing in them. "Then I am an utter fool."
I gave him a weak smile, "No Eric, you are vampire. A thousand year-old Viking vampire who got that way by being ruthless and cunning. You don't allow yourself to have any weakness and that's exactly what I am to you; a liability."
Eric's brow crinkled into a frown. "All of that is in the past, my only concern now is you. Being with you as all I need to survive." I started to protest again but his mouth was on mine before I could react. His tongue gently traced over my lips making me want to part them for him, but I held firm not responding to it. Being with him is what my body wanted, but I knew it would only cause my heart more pain in the morning if I bonded with him further before he left.
Sensing my resistance, he wound one arm around me pulling my body close to his while cupping my cheek in his other hand. He held me tight while kissing me with the passion and understanding that can only be shared between two people who have shared a secret part of themselves with each other. I'm proud to say I still didn't give into him though. Besides the scent of my arousal I kept my body from reacting to him. Eric pulled back and gave me his trademark smirk.
"Lover, must I make you yield to me again? Perhaps another warm," he started kissing my neck and I couldn't help the shivers that crossed my skin. My will started to waver and I was unsure how long I could actually resist him.
"steamy," a kiss on the vein I'd just love for him to sink his fangs into. I tried to block out the visions of the last time he bit me there, but it was to late; I could already feel my panties starting to get wet.
"tantalizing" a nibble to my ear and I felt myself melting into him and coming undone, completely forgetting why it was such a bad idea to be with him.
"shower is in order." He presses the obvious sign of his excitement into me and I got lost in the sensations he created in me.
"Stop thinking about tomorrow, I want to enjoy my goddess for tonight."
With that he swept me up into his arms and carried me to the shower where this whole thing started. While the water was heating up we took our time slowly undressing each other. I had already crossed a line I couldn't go back over so if I was going to cause myself extra heartache I figured I might as well go all out. If tonight was going to be my last time to have Eric like this I wanted to make it count.
Neither of us felt the need to rush as we got in the shower and took turns washing the other. With each stroke I tried to memorize every curve and detail of his body.
"This isn't goodbye." He turned around and whispered in my ear. I couldn't hold back a moan as he gently stroked my bottom lip with his tongue, coaxing me to let him in. This time I responded without reservation; anxious to taste him and feel close to him again. His hands were roaming my body in a gentle, yet demanding way; like he couldn't get enough of me. The combination of his icy hands gliding over my water-slick body and the warm water cascading over me made me dizzy with desire. He started worshiping my nipples, biting and sucking one until I could barely stand it, then he started on the other.
'How could I ever deny this man?' I felt like I was coming undone after just five minutes under his skilled hand. I knew then that as long as he wanted me, I would never be able to deny him my love
"You are so beautiful; my very own goddess. I will worship your body for eternity." He pulled me in for another passionate kiss while his fingers reached down to tease my sensitive nub. My body reacted of its own accord and arched into his hand, begging for more of him. Passion and lust clouded my thoughts causing my knees to buckle.
"Bed, now." I choked out, surprised by how husky and desperate my voice sounded. The next thing I know we're laying on my bed too caught up in the moment to worry about the fact we're still dripping wet.
Eric pauses to look in my eyes. I'm sure he can see the desperation and the lust which is mirrored in his own.
"What lover? Tell me what you want."
I hold his gaze as best I can while his thumb is still circling my sweet spot making me quiver. I feel a warmth beginning to spread through me and I feel like I'm going to lose my mind if I don't get the release I need so badly at this point.
"I want you. Please, please don't stop."
Apparently that's all he was looking before because he started kissing my inner thighs before placing light fluttery kisses on my sex while he massaged my breast in his large capable hand.
"Watch me lover, watch me while I make you scream my name." he said before driving his tongue into my center. He kept his eyes locked with mine as he skillfully brought my body up and down waves of ecstasy.
"More, please more." At that point I was beyond being shy and just wanted him to take me where only he could.
He smiled at me before pushing two fingers in, hitting that special place deep inside me. I felt myself losing control, so close to that blissful edge. I kept my eyes locked on Eric's while he continued to pump furiously inside of me. He reached up and tweaked my nipple in his hand which made me lose the few strands of self control I had left.
"Please Eric, please bite me!"
He sunk his fangs into my thigh and I simply came undone. It felt like shocks were coming out every pour of my body and my heart was on fire. My walls tightened around his fingers as I came all over them.
"Erriic, ohhh Eriiic"
I collapsed down on the bed and tried to relax while the aftershocks of the orgasm coursed through my body.
"You are simply extraordinary my love. Watching the look on your face when you come is my own personal Valhalla."
He slowly removed his fingers from my core and licked them clean.
"You taste so delectable. So sweet and pure"
Watching something so sensual I was suddenly no longer satisfied and longed for a different part of my Viking. Eric must have seen the dark passion in my eyes because he was on me in an instant, kissing me for all I was worth.
It was at that particular moment that Eric's cell phone started to ring from the pocket of his pants somewhere on my bathroom floor. Any other ring tone, any other, and I wouldn't have cared but…
"Eric it's Pam. You need to make sure everything went well with obtaining Mark and the cleanup." Eric didn't seem to care about Hallow's brother or ensuring his cure from the curse. He kept kissing my neck and suckling my nipples.
"Oooh Eric, really you need to talk to her" He looked up and furrowed his brow at me trying to decided if I was serious or not.
"Go."
"Fine, but we will continue this."
"I'm going to hold you to that." I smiled at him and gently stroked his cheek with my finger. "Now hurry and call Pam back." It took all my willpower to let him get out of bed before feeling him inside me. A few seconds later his voice drifted into the room from the bathroom. I could only hear Eric's side of the conversation, but it didn't sound good. The longer he and Pam talked the quieter his voice became. I was starting to feel extremely anxious. I was tired of vampire drama bullshit, this was probably going to be exactly the kind of thing I shouldn't be letting myself get involved in.
'Please, please don't let anything be wrong.'
"Come here, now. We will discuss this in further detail." Eric said before hanging up the phone and coming back to bed.
"What's wrong? What's going on? Is everyone ok?" Eric looked up at me and the concern and confusion in his eyes scared the beejeesus out of me.
"What is it?"
"The witches' brother managed to escape. He used some spell to cover his scent so we couldn't track him. As you know we killed Hallow as she was too dangerous to keep alive, so my only hope of regaining my memory is gone. It's gone!"
At that moment I didn't know whether to burst into tears or be ridiculously happy for a little more time with my Eric. Vaguely I knew this could only be disastrous for my emotional well being, and deep in the pit of my stomach I had a feeling that my world was about to be turned upside down by vampires, again. My heavens….
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