*this story is a mixture of info from the shows and from the books. It takes place after Sookie gets back to Bon Temps after searching for Bill in Club Dead. At this point, she has shut both Bill and Eric out of her life. I would like to have seen this plot line happen instead of her falling for Eric. Enjoy :)
Sam opened his eyes. It was Christmas morning, and he had the best present he could think of: Sookie Stackhouse in bed beside him. After years of pining away for a girl who ended up falling in love with a vampire at the very moment he was ready to make a move, he thought his day had passed. Then, in what he could only describe as a Christmas miracle, he had been given a second chance.
About four months earlier, Sookie had asked Sam for some time off so that she could go and search for a missing Bill. She hadn't found what she was looking for. She had come home heartbroken after learning that Bill had cheated on her with his maker Lorena. What Sam didn't know yet is that in her abscense, she had had some moments with both Alcide and Eric, but in Sookie's mind they were nothing more than comfort in what had become a tense situation. Now she had something and someone else on her mind.
When she had come back to work, Sam could tell she was different, sad. He was worried about her, but she had always come to him for advice, so he figured he wouldn't push the issue until she was ready. Within two weeks, Sookie had switched shifts with Arlene so she could be the one to close with Sam. She desparately needed to talk to him, but needed to get him alone. Sam and Tara were Sookie's best friend, but it was hard to talk to Tara about supernatural stuff. Sam always accepted things easier because as a shapeshifter, he was a part of that world.
When they were the only two left in the bar, Sookie headed back to Sam's office. He was on the computer when Sookie came in. "Sam," she said softly. "Are you busy?"
"Never too busy for you cher," Sam said smiling. "What's up?" Sookie immediately burst into tears. She had been holding back so much emotion, and Sam's thoughtful words had sent her over the edge. She brought her hands to her face and started weeping. Sam jumped up and rushed over to her. "Hey," he said pulling her hands from her face to make her look at him. "Talk to me."
Through her tears Sookie started rambling. "My life is so screwed up Sam. I'm screwed up. What is wrong with me? How could I have ever believed that Bill actually loved me? I'm so stupid. I let the fact that I couldn't hear his thoughts cloud my judgment, and look where it got me."
Sam pulled her close, and she let him. He was so warm, and the feel of his arms around her was exactly what she needed right now. As she cried into his shoulder, he stroked the back of her hair. "Sookie, you are not stupid. You are the type of girl that loves with her whole heart and would never do anything to hurt anybody. That's why it's hard for you to believe that anyone could do that to you. They say love is blind, and I think that's all this is." While Sam's words were comforting, it was his thoughts that really put Sookie at ease. With him touching her, she could hear him better than usual, and she could tell that he really meant what he was saying. He wasn't judging her, although he had warned her that getting mixed up with a vampire would be trouble. He was also thinking about how if she'd have given him a chance, he would have never hurt her. It was something she had known in her heart all along.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Sam asked. The truth was she did. She hadn't told anyone about everything that had happened while she was in Jackson, and she really needed to get it off her chest. "I want to tell you Sam, but there are some things that are going to make you really mad." Sookie was thinking about being trapped in the trunk of a car with Bill when he had woken up from being kidnapped hungry and horny, and she had been his victim before he had snapped back to reality. "Do you think you can just listen and promise not to take action? It will make me feel better to talk about it." Sookie knew that Sam would sharpen a stake and kill Bill for some of the things that he had done to her. She appreciated him being protective of her but didn't actually want that to happen.
Sam was thinking right along Sookie's line, but hurting Bill for whatever he'd done was not what Sookie needed from him right now. Sam thought for a second, then took Sookie's face in his hands forcing her to look at him. "Sookie, your sadness lets me know that I am probably not going to be happy about some of the stuff I hear, but I promise to try and remain calm. You can trust me to be there for you, and I would never want to do anything to cause you more pain." I love you too much for that he thought, and Sookie could hear him.
"Well," Sookie said. "Maybe we could finish up then go to your house then. This talk might require a comfy couch and tissues," she laughed. They smiled at each other. Sookie hadn't smiled much since she had gotten home, and being here with Sam was making the difference. "You got it," Sam said, and they parted to close up shop.
In about a half hour, Sam let Sookie go out back first then locked the door behind them. It was well past midnight and the night sky was black. The moon was barely visible, and Sam was glad that Sookie hadn't decided to come to him on a fuller moon when he might not have been able to devote the time she needed. They silently walked to his trailer. Sam was glad he had cleaned up over the weekend. As they stepped inside, Sookie was hit with a blast of cold air. Though it was late August and no longer scorching hot, Sam's body temperature was always higher than normal since he was a shifter, and his A/C was going strong. She reached up to run her arms wishing she had a sweater. Sam noticed. "Sorry," he said crossing the room to turn down the A/C a bit. "I run hot. I'll get you a sweatshirt. Make yourself comfortable."
Sookie had been in Sam's trailer before, but she took a moment to look around anyways. Sam was always neat and tidy, which she thought was a good quality in a man. She sat down on his comfy plaid couch and untied and kicked off her tennis shoes. Moments later Sam came back in the living room and handed her a gray Saints sweatshirt. As she thanked him and put it on, she couldn't help but take note of how soft it was and how much it smelled like Sam. She was already secretly making plans to keep it. "Can I get you some tea or something?" Sam asked. "Sure," she responded. "That sounds great."
Sam made them both a cup of tea then joined her on the couch. "So let's have it," Sam said. For the next hour, Sookie spilled her guts. She told Sam all about the search for Bill, Alcide, Eric, and Club Dead. She told him about how even after she found out about Bill and Lorena, she risked her life to save him, and he thanked her by raping and biting her in the trunk of a car. Sam's blood was all but boiling, but he was trying to remain calm for her sake. He cooled off a bit when she told him that she had cut off all communication with Bill and Eric when they had gotten home and rescinded both of their invitations.
She continued, "The thing is Sam, I'm not even sure I'm heartbroken over losing Bill. I'm more mad at myself for getting into the situation in the first place. Sometimes I wish we could go back to that night outside the coffee shop when you kissed me-do you remember?" Of course he remembered. He had dreamed of that moment over and over again. He was still sorry that he had yelled at Sookie about Bill that way right before she found her Gran dead. It was definitely a low point for him, and he wasn't proud of it. Sam nodded, "Yes," he said. "I remember."
"Well," she continued again. "Sometimes I wish I could go back to that very moment and not stop that kiss. I wanted to kiss you. I really did, but I was just so hung up on Bill at the time. You were right to yell at me. I was being so selfish." She looked down running her finger around the rim of her tea cup "I just can't help but think that if I had picked you, I would be happy."
Sam was a little stunned by her words and was processing whether or not he had heard her correctly. Had she really just said that she wished she would have picked him? Was that even possible?
Sookie didn't usually try to listen to Sam, but right now she was, and she could hear his confusion. She reached over and took his hand. "What I'm really saying here Sam is-is it too late? For us?"
That had been Sookie's real motivation for this talk all along. Sure, she needed to talk about what happened, but the whole experience had taught her a valuable lesson. It was Sam who loved her. Sam who would never let anything happen to her. Sam who would never cheat on her. She had thought of him often while she was in Jackson and non-stop since she had been home. She was such a fool to let him slip away and was scared now that she was too broken for even him to want to pick up the pieces.
Sam looked dazed. "Can you say that one more time, so I can make sure I'm not dreaming?" Sam asked.
Sookie smiled. "Sam, I'm asking you to give me another chance. I know that I blew it with you before, but I wouldn't let that happen again." Sookie meant what she said. There had always been something simmering between her and Sam, and she knew now that she wanted them to be more than friends. Sam could give her the life she had always dreamed of.
Sam didn't quite know what to say or do. He was in shock. Sookie, the girl of his dreams who he had loved for years, was asking him for chance. "Sam?" Sookie said pulling him from his daze. "You can think about it if you want."
"I don't have to think about," he said coming back to reality, and then, he kissed her. It was hot and passionate just like the coffee shop kiss, but this kiss would end differently. This kiss was full of possibility. His hands tangled in her hair. He pulled back for a moment to look in her eyes. "I love you Sookie. I have loved you from the moment I met you. It's not too late for us."
As they kissed some more Sookie felt her eyes well with tears. She was so happy. She wasn't sure if Sam would accept her offer after what she had put him through, but here he was, once again offering her his heart. As their kiss deepened, Sookie climbed onto Sam's lap. He ran his hands under the layers of her work t-shirt and his sweatshirt she was wearing and across her back. His hands were so warm, Sookie thought she might melt. Sookie could feel Sam's erection under her lap. She reached down to start unbuttoning his shirt. Sam gently gripped her hands. "Sookie, we don't have to do this right now," he said. "I will wait for you."
Sookie was so touched. A year ago, she would have been the one pumping the breaks. She had been a virgin before Bill. Now though, in this moment, she needed Sam to make love to her. It was a moment she felt was well overdo. Sam knew she was no longer innocent, but here he was looking out for her best interest. How could she have been so stupid. She could have saved herself so much heartache is she had let Sam love her long ago.
"Sam," she said gazing in his eyes. "I want this. I want you. I need you." Her words were enough. Sam had given her an opportunity to back out if she really wasn't ready, but now, he was going to seize the moment. A moment he had only dreamed of until now. "Let's go to the bedroom," he whispered in her ear as he kissed her neck. He would gladly make love to Sookie anytime, anywhere, but he wanted this first time to be special, and he wanted her to be comfortable. The couch was comfy enough, but Sam had a king size bed with cool cotton sheets. Sookie climbed off his lap and he stood up beside her. He silently took her hand and led her down the hall.
When he had gotten her the sweatshirt, he had turned on the bedside lamp, so the room was dimly lit. It resembled moonlight. When they turned to face each other, Sam thought he might faint at the reality of it all. Sookie's hair was messy from their make-out session, and she looked so hot. Really drinking in the sight of her in his sweatshirt wasn't bad either. He closed the gap between them and gathered her in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked up on her tiptoes. Sam wasn't that much taller than Sookie, but she still had to reach up to kiss him. She then started working on the buttons of his shirt again. Sookie had seen Sam naked a few times thanks to his shifting. It was a sight she was ready to see again. She slid Sam's shirt off his shoulders and it dropped to the floor. She ran her hands down his chest to his belt buckle. She was glad she had seen Sam take off his boots when they had come in. That would make this easier. She undid his belt then freed his bulge from the button and zipper of his Levi's. She smiled at him then tugged on the waistband pulling down his boxers and jeans at the same time. He used her shoulder for support as he helped her free him of his clothing. Sam was indeed a handsome man, with and without his clothes on.
Sam reached for Sookie, clearly ready to shed her from her clothes as well. "Not so fast mister," she said coyly, pushing him back towards the bed. "Sit," she said, and they both laughed. Sam often shifted into a collie, so the term sit was funnier in more ways than one. Sam sat naked on the end of the bed. She took of his sweatshirt and threw it to the floor. That was all she planned to take off right now, but she was getting hot from all this lusty action. She then knelt on the floor in front of him. Realizing what was coming was almost too much for Sam. He was already rock hard and was worried about keeping himself together. He felt 16 again.
Just a short time ago, Sookie had been completely inexperienced, but vampires had years of sex under their belt, and she had learned a lot from Bill. While it was still painful to think about him, she was glad she could use some of her newfound skills on Sam. It was completely different. Sam was warm and gentle, and she was convinced intimacy with him would be amazing. She also knew that she wouldn't end up bleeding from the neck afterward like she almost always did with Bill.
Sookie met Sam's eyes and smiled. She looked so damn sexy. She scooted up between his legs and gently placed her hands on the outside of his thighs. She scratched gently with her nails, extracting a "mmmm" from Sam. With confidence, Sookie bent her head and took Sam in her mouth. Sam bit his lip and groaned. The feel of her lips and tongue was better than he could have even imagined. Sam had messed around with Tara, then Daphne, but both their relationships had been short lived and more of a friends with benefits situation than anything else. This was the start of something real.
Sam closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Sookie could hear his thoughts. Oh god. that feels so good. hold it together sam...not yet, not yet. Sookie loved the effect she was having. All of the hurt and hardness that Bill had caused in her heart was melting away in the presence of a man who truly loved and appreciated her. Sookie continued to please Sam with her mouth and brought her hand into the mix too. Sam particularly responded when she traced her tongue along the underside of his tip, so she started focusing on that area. By now, Sam had tangled his hands in Sookie's hair. He had opened his eyes to watch her. She's so hot Sam thought. The sight and feel of her was too much, and pretty soon Sam said, "Sookie, I can't last much longer, please let me finish inside you."
Sam's words were sincere and erotic. Sookie couldn't say no to that. She reluctantly pulled away from Sam and stood up. Sam reached out and pulled her close. "You're amazing," he said. He reached for the buttons of her shorts and unzipped them. She was so fit that they easily fell down her legs to the floor. She stepped out of them. She had taken off her shoes when they had come in, but she still had her socks on, so she used her feet to shrug out of those as well. She was wearing black panties, but they were nothing special. I should have thought this through more she thought, but she could see into Sam's head and knew he didn't care one bit. He tugged at the bottom of her t-shirt, and without a word Sookie raised her arms above her head backing up just a touch. Sam stood with her and pulled her work shirt over her head. She was perfect in his eyes. Her ample breasts were encased in a black bra. At least I match, Sookie thought. Sookie reached behind her and unclasped it. She let her arms fall out until she was standing their in just her panties. Sam sat back down. His knees were too weak to stand. He looked at her long and hard. "God, you're beautiful," he said. 'I feel like I might go blind looking at you." Sookie flushed. She knew she was pretty, but Sam's flattery made her feel like a goddess. "Thank you Sam," was all she could say. Sam reached out and slid her panties down her legs. Bill had seen her naked, but she hadn't drummed up this kind of a reaction in him. Sam's mind and heart were on fire with his love for her, and she felt truly loved for the first time in her life. "Come here," he whispered. She let Sam pull her down beside him on the bed.
Sam kissed her passionately as they both scooted toward the middle of his big king bed. He wanted to kiss her all over and he did. Her neck, her collarbone, her breasts, her stomach. As he slid down her body, Sookie's stomach tightened. He paused above her sex, his breath hot against her skin. She wasn't used to this kind of warmth, and she loved it. Sam smiled up at her, then dipped his head and parted her lips with his tongue, extracting an "Oh, Sam." Sam continued lapping Sookie into an orgasm she wouldn't soon forget. This man has a magic tongue she thought. Her eyes were closed as she came back to reality, but she could hear Sam fumbling around in his bedside drawer. She opened her eyes to see him rolling on a condom. Safe sex she thought. How responsible. He looked over and smiled at her, then without a word began kissing her again and climbed gently on top of her. She was so wet from the amazing oral sex that Sam slid in easily. She wrapped her legs around him and ran her hands down his back. His hands were tangled in her hair as he started pushing inside her. She could hear his thoughts. I can't believe this is actually happening. Oh Sookie, so perfect, god I love you. The combination of sex and sincerity led her to climax quickly, and as her muscles tightened around him, Sam could hold on no longer. He let go, feeling truly satisfied for the first time in his life.
He looked down at Sookie gently wiping her hair out of her face.
"I love you Sookie," he said.
"I know," she said back. It was exactly what he wanted to hear. He knew she didn't love him yet, but somehow he knew she was finally his.
He climbed off of her and went to discard of the condom. He came back to bed, spooning Sookie. They drifted off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms—the first night of their future.