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Eric
The Authority had to go. There was no question about it. Eric had been alive for over a thousand years, and the Authority had only existed for a few hundred. And they had only become more and more of a pain in his ass as the years went by. But not for much longer. Another pain in his ass was Bill fucking Compton. His hatred for the rebel King of Louisiana has started long before the Sookie thing started, though that only served to deepen his hatred. Still, he was strong and able. And most importantly, much like himself, Bill would stop at nothing if it meant saving Sookie.
"Has she responded yet?" Bill asked when Eric entered his office.
"Not yet, but I have little doubt that she will come," Eric sat down across from him. "Nefertari's love for Godric surpassed even my own. And through him, her connection to me is strong. She will come."
"You are more confident than I," Bill sighed, leaning back in his chair. He looked tenser than his usual pompous self, Eric thought. "You said she has not seen either of you in centuries. How can we be sure she even knows of his true death?"
"She felt it," he said simply. He knew that because he himself had felt the pain of the fire. As Godric's maker, Nefertari would have felt it tenfold. But that was not a topic that was easy for him to discuss, least of all with Bill.
"Let me know as soon as she does," Bill said. "She's old. She would be a valuable asset when we face the Authority."
Then he obviously did not know her. Nefertari had been a vampire for 5000 years. She was the oldest vampire alive today, having been made a vampire during the time of the Egyptian pyramids. And she had spent all that time doing whatever she wanted whenever she wanted to. She was powerful, beautiful, and a little crazy. But she was valuable, he supposed. After all, she was a day walker, the only one in living knowledge. Those who did not know of her still thought of day walking as a myth. Though, almost every vampire heard stories of Nefer. She had caused enough trouble to be remembered forever. Still, in all that time, she had only ever made one vampire: Godric. He could not even imagine how the death of her only child would affect her. He hoped it would be in their favor.
Eric took that his assessment as a dismissal and stood, bowing slightly before turning and walking towards the door. He did not want to be here any longer than necessary. It was too close to her. He could faintly smell her. She was home. And being so close without being able to see her was too difficult. Also, he knew what Bill would discuss if they kept up idle chatter. And he would never discuss Sookie Stackhouse with Bill unless it affected her safety. Unfortunately, it seemed Bill did not need idle chatter to bring it up.
"Have you seen her?" he asked slowly.
He debated feigning ignorance for a moment but thought against it. He was Eric Northman. He was not afraid of Bill Compton. He was ten times his age. "No," he said simply.
"Neither have I," Bill said, though Eric had not asked. "I'm having a patrol watch over her though."
"As am I," he admitted. And with that, he walked out before his king could say anything else, as if they were friends. When the fuck had that even happened? Whatever the reasons, he did not like it. Still, they would be together until this Authority bullshit ended. Then, if he never saw Bill Compton again, he would be happy.
He got in his car and started driving back to Fangtasia. He knew vampire speed would have been faster, but Pam had recently gotten into trying to get back in his good graces. He would forgive her eventually. She was his child after all. But she had disobeyed him. And she had almost killed Sookie. He strongly disliked being disobeyed and any threat to Sookie's life even less.
He parked the car and walked in, ignoring the endless glances from both humans and vampires alike. He was older than everyone in this bar, and he had seen just about every advance technique. He was just not in the mood to indulge them today. He could feel Sookie because of their blood bond. She was feeling guilty, afraid. He wasn't sure where she was at the moment, but she felt close. If he wanted, he could sniff her out, but he knew she would not like that. Instead, he sat down in his chair overlooking the bar when Pam sped over to him. "How did your meeting with Bill go?"
"Fine," he did not elaborate and his tone was cold. She flinched slightly as only he could make her do so.
"Eric," she said after a moment. "I've said I'm sorry, alright? I don't know what you want me to do."
"I want you to go away, Pam!" he shouted at her, though no one else could hear over the music. He turned away from her. He felt something stirring. Someone was coming. "Get everyone out."
"What's happening?"
"There's no time, Pam," he said quickly, trying to appear calm. "Get them out now!"
She nodded and called out, "Listen up everybody, it's been a great night. Come back soon but right now, you need to leave."
"What?" someone called.
She vampire sped over to the caller. Eric smirked slightly at her determination. "I said get the fuck out," she bared her fangs. Everyone ushered out quickly then. Only the two of them remained. And she looked at him. "Now, what is happening?"
"Someone's coming," he stood, walking over to her.
"Who?"
"Me."
Pam's head whipped towards the door quickly, her eyes widening. Eric smirked and looked at his maker's maker. With her bronze skin, green eyes, and exotic features, she was just as alluring as always. "Nefertari," he smiled. "It's been too long."
"Eric," she stepped into the light, throwing a dead body down in front of him. Eric and Pam exchanged a look. But Nefertari had a smile on her face. "Looks like I'm cleaning up your messes this time. I must say, it's a nice change. Now, care to explain why there are about 15 humans spying on your little bar? What have you done now, Eric? Please tell me the reason you called me after all these centuries is not because you want me to clean up your little human infestation."
Sookie
Sookie had been sitting in her car outside of Fangtasia for an hour. She wasn't sure why she was here. After all, she had wanted a clean break. She didn't want to hurt Bill, but something was drawing her here, to Eric. At first, she thought it was the blood, but she had had Bill's blood as well and she did not feel as strong a pull towards him. Oh she loved him, but she wasn't being drawn to him like now with Eric.
What was wrong with her? Okay she had had to come here, but why couldn't she even go on. Oh yeah, because she was a fucking coward. It wouldn't be hard. Just walk out and walk into the bar. Say hello and see why she was being called here. She needed to be stronger than this. She had seen and fought and killed vampires. She had killed a fairy and saved vampires and humans alike. Why couldn't she just go face whatever this was?
Yes, she resolved. That was what she was going to do. Maybe if she saw him once, it would be over and she could go back to wallowing in self pity. She had had to do it, one step at a time. One foot after another until it became easier. That was her motto now. That was what she had to do.
She saw everyone running out of the place then, and knew there was trouble. She knew she had to go in now. She had to help, even if there wasn't much she could do. She still loved him with all her heart. She couldn't let him face this alone, whatever this was. She turned off her car and got out. With a deep breath, she walked past the crowd rushing out. She had to stop for a moment in front of the door. She could do this, she told herself. Just one foot after another. She took another deep breath and opened the door, walking in quickly before she changed her mind.
Eric was not alone. Pam was there, of course, but so was someone else. A woman. She didn't know who she was, but she could tell she was powerful. Maybe it was the fairy magic in her or maybe it was the fact that both Eric and Pam were visibly tense. Eric faced jerked in her direction, his eyes tightening slightly. Everyone looked at her now, and she involuntarily backed away slightly. Pam looked like she was forcing herself to remain calm, but the other woman, a beautiful one she saw now, smirked in her direction.
"That's sweet, Eric," the vampire said. "You brought me a snack." She sniffed and froze. "She doesn't smell right. What is she?"
"She is off limits," Eric said firmly before he sped to a stop in front of her. "Sookie, what are you doing here?"
"I don't know. I just felt like I needed to be here," she admitted quietly because she could not lie to him. "Eric, what's going on? Did you do something to me?"
"I did not," he said quickly. "What do you mean you needed to be here? When did this start?"
The new vampire looked annoyed at being sidestepped. "While I'm sure the human will sprout wonderful stories, you still haven't answered my question. The least you could do is introduce us. Tut, tut, Eric. I know Godric taught you better than that."
He glared at the vampire before sighing. "Nefertari, Sookie Stackhouse. I meant it, Nefer, she if off limits to you. Sookie, this is Nefertari, Godric's maker." The words seemed to cause him pain.
Sookie openly gawked at Nefertari. This was the vampire who had made Godric who had in turn made Eric. In a way, she was Eric's grandmother, since Sookie knew the power of the relationship between maker and vampire was infinite in every way. "Oh um, hi," she said hurriedly, holding her hand out. "Nice to meet you. Godric is – was one of the best vampires I ever had the pleasure of knowing."
Nefertari regarded the extended hand with a aloof distaste before ignoring it completely. "Yes, he was." She turned to Eric, completely disregarding Sookie. "Now that idle pleasantries are out of the way, what the hell am I doing here?"
He ignored her for a moment and leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Sookie, don't go anywhere. We need to talk."
He waited for her to nod before he turned to face Nefertari. He was clearly trying to cover her from view. "I told you in the message, Nefertari," Eric told her. "I need you."
"For what?"
Eric tensed and looked at Pam. "Let's sit. It'll be a long story."
"Fine," Nefertari said. "Maybe you can start with how the fuck you let Godric meet the sun."
Eric growled. "At least I was there. Where were you?"
Nefertari rolled her eyes, but Sookie noticed she had tensed, though she still looked composed. "Just tell me what the hell is going on, Eric?"
Eric nodded. "Let's sit down first. Sookie," he led her to a table and they sat down, waiting for Pam and Nefertari to sit. When they were all situated, Eric finally spoke. "We're going against the Authority."
"What?" Sookie cried out in surprise.
Nefertari just smirked. "And why, may I ask, are you trying to sign your own death warrant? Not that I blame you, of course. That 'Authority' you abide by is a sham. But I must ask why you are so inclined to start this."
Eric looked at Sookie fleetingly. "Because my death warrant is already signed."
And Sookie saw black.
Hey guys! This is my first True Blood Story. It's mostly going to be based on the show, but there might be some things from the books too. I'm writing it because I was highly disappointed by the season finale and the lack of connections between Sookie/eric in the books and in the show. They are my otp. Oh and I had an idea lol but yeah hope you guys enjoy it. Let me know what you think!