A/N: So I jumped on the bandwagon and wrote my first story. Please tell me what you think. I'm a virgin so be gentle ;D

I totes need to thank my fuck-tastic beta, Morecks87 for poppin' my FF cherry. If you aren't reading her stories you should.

Also, I don't own these characters CH does, so nobody sue me.

"I love her and that's the beginning of everything."

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

"Eric, what are you going to do about her?"

"I do not know, Pam. She is not a child anymore. She is 26 years old, I cannot keep her forever." I sighed, though as a vampire, I do not even breathe.

"Master, you cannot let her walk out on us like that!" I know that by now, Pam cares for Sookie as much as I do, though she would never admit it.

"Sookie has been with us for 19 years, Pam. She does not belong with vampires. She has found her family again and I cannot stop her from going back to them. I will not."

I thought back to the day that I first saw Sookie Stackhouse. I was flying back to Shreveport from Bon Temps. A new vampire moved into my area and it was customary for new supes to check in with me since I am the Sheriff of Area 5. However, this particular vampire did not check in before moving in and I had to pay a house call. Something Bill Compton paid for dearly.

I was not far from Compton's house when I saw something unusual. A bridge up ahead of me had collapsed and there was a car that had fallen into the river below. The car was quickly taken under the water and I thought for sure that everyone inside had perished. That was, until I saw a little blond head bob up from under the water. It was not my duty to do anything about this situation but for some reason, I could not leave that person in the river to face their death. This was something I never had a problem doing before.

Before I could talk myself out of it, I flew down to the river's shore line with the intention of saving the person in the river. However, just as I landed, the small head had submerged under the water again so I dove in to save it.

Under water, I saw the car with two adults inside strapped to the front seats. It was clear that they had already passed. The back window of the car was smashed out, from where I assumed the little girl escaped.

I swam over to the body in the water and grabbed a hold of her before I flew out of the water again.

When I had landed, I set the little girl down and got a better look at her. She had blond hair and was wearing a pale yellow sundress. She lay on the ground, unconscious, while I debated about what to do with her.

I could tell that she was alive, her heart was beating and she was breathing. I could have left her on the shore until someone else found her or I could have taken her to the hospital. Yet again, against my better judgment, I did not do either of those things. Instead, I bit into my wrist and held it over her mouth. She did not wake up to drink from me so I held my wrist over her mouth to let the blood drip in.

After a few drops, I licked my wrist to close it and tried to wake up the young girl in front of me. Vampires very rarely give up their blood willingly, especially not to little girls that we have never met.

However, the blood did work and the little girl woke up, with big blue eyes. I could feel that she was frightened, which was unusual because I had only given the child a few drops of my blood. I should not have been able to feel her emotions yet.

She looked at the river with tears in her eyes and then looked at me. She started crying and threw herself into my arms. Her sudden movement startled me, yet I made no attempt to push the little girl away. Instead, I held her tightly and whispered calming words into her ear. I had no idea where this protectiveness came from but I suddenly felt the urge to protect this little angel in my arms. Although it may be strange for a creature damned to hell to talk about angels, that is exactly what she looked like.

After some time, she pulled back and asked me about her parents, the adults in the car.

"Do not worry, child," I told her, "they simply went to Valhalla."

"What's that?" she asked with unshed tears in her eyes.

"It is a place that people go when they are no longer a part of this earth," I answered her gently.

"You mean they're dead?" she asked, tears streaming down her face again. Well, I did not know how to tell her any easier so I agreed.

"Yes little one, they are dead."

"What about my brother?" Hmm, I had not seen anyone else under the water nor did I sense anyone near that was still alive. It was safe to assume that her brother had died as well, so I told her as much. She started crying again so I just held her in my arms and rocked her. I went into down time as I soothed her and soon I heard her breath even out and I knew that she had fallen asleep.

I turned my attention to the child in my arms. I had done this much to insure her safety, it would be idiotic to leave her now. So, I gathered up the child in my arms and flew to my house.

She was still asleep when I got to my house, on the edge of Shreveport, so I quickly entered in the security codes and took the girl to the guest bedroom closest to my own. I gently laid her on the bed and covered her up before I went to my office to use the phone.

"Master?"

"Pamela, I will not be coming into Fangtasia tonight. Something has come up. I will call you tomorrow when I rise."

"Yes Master." What an obedient child.

After hanging up the phone I realized what I had done. I found a little girl, gave her my blood and brought her back to my house. What was I going to do now?

A/N: So, that was it, lol. Please, please, please (yes, I'm begging) leave a review and tell me what you liked and what you didn't. What do you think Eric is going to do?