A/N: This is set during season four of True Blood. Enjoy! ...and yes, I know, my title is very original. *WINK*
"What're you thinking about, Leon?" Jade asked, keeping her eyes on the road.
"There is something lonely about it," he replied, turning his eyes to her. "You ever notice that?"
"What?" She asked, slightly grinning.
"There is something really lonely about it."
She gazes towards him. "What's lonely?"
He motioned toward the nightscape. "The road and the sky."
She quickly looked out his window, noticing the chilling moonlight. She watched its reflection glide across the rippling surface of a cow pond. The trees and the landscape looked silvery and whitewashed of nightly color. It was all deep blue and jet black and the moon was more scathing for how it emanates in a place of an absent sun.
"I think you're drunk." She comments, turning back to the road.
"I think you should look at it again."
She rolled her eyes and tightened her grip on the wheel. "I can't, I'm driving."
"C'mon, look at it!" He tapped the window again. "For me?"
She sighed and took a second to look through his window again. The moon was glinting like an angry white eye through the woods.
Unfortunately, a second is all it took.
She didn't notice the pale face in her headlights until the body made a sickening crack against the bumper. The tires running over bone. She could hear and feel the breaking underneath the car as they both screamed. She yanked the wheel and the car swerved into the wrong side of the road, until it was halfway into the grass. The world was distilled into the sound of screaming, her heart hammering in her ears, her stomach kicking back against her spine. She's screaming, trying to shake the image away, she held onto the steering wheel, hoping in someway it would help.
She knew damn well that it wasn't a deer. It wasn't a deer, it wasn't a cow, and it wasn't an animal.
A pale face, blue eyes, messy blond hair. His bare chest was exposed and he had been wearing black jeans.
A person.
She couldn't help falling as her last scream broke into a loud sob. Her face became hot, her blood ran cold, and she could feel her lunch racing to leap from her throat.
She screamed outward as her knuckles turned into white knots on the wheel, remembering the face over and over and over. Her arms were shaking and she was a permanent fixture behind the wheel, unable to let go.
It was a person.
It was a human being she had hit with her own car. A person she had just killed. There was no doubt about it, he was definitely dead.
"Shh, it's okay."
If he was still alive, he would be suffering. Lying there with his skull caved in, his ribcage snapped, and his legs mangled underneath him. She wondered how much of him was stuck to the frame of her car. She wondered if bits and pieces of him were lodged underneath her wheels.
"Shhhh, stop, stop, okay? It's okay! It's okay!"
Leon placed his hands on her shoulders forcing her to realize that she was still screaming. She was shouting, the words not registering until now. "I killed him! I fucking killed him! He's dead! I fucking killed him!"
"STOP!"
A violent shake wedged her off the wheel and she fell against her seat. Leon unbuckled himself and awkwardly held onto her as she gripped onto him. Her nails dug hard into his leather jacket and she was shaking uncontrollably, her body jolting as she sobbed. Her screaming muffled against his neck and her world through cracking bones was all but a blur.
She screamed to the tree, the moon, and everything that saw what she did.
She tried to pull free of his embrace, trying to get away, and see the body, see if he was still alive or dead.
But Leon held onto her. "Babe, everything is going to be okay."
He was calming and assuring at a moment like this. Though he was drunk, he still had his head on right. Or maybe it was the alcohol that allowed him a safe distant from how horrific this really was. Either way, she hated him for it. Her emotions went from sorrow to hate. From anger to horror. From wanting to hold onto him but also wanting to punch him.
"Let me go." She demanded, trying to push away.
"No babe. You're going to stay with me until you calm down."
"I-I killed him, Leon." She slightly pulled away, looking into his face, ignoring his grimaces, and hid dark smoldering eyes of her boyfriend. "HE IS DEAD BECAUSE OF ME!"
"He was in the middle of the road, you didn't do anything wrong."
"I was speeding!"
"He was in the middle of the road!"
"I killed him!"
"You didnt do anything wrong."
"He looked at me!"
"For fuck's sake!"
She gave up, her hands were shaking too badly to bother with the seatbelt anyway. She collapsed against Leon and cried. She was roughly trying to make sense of it all. One minute she was on her way to the gas station to get snacks with her boyfriend and the next she had killed someone. She could remember the thump of his hefty body against the metal of her car. She remembered how confused he looked before she had hit him.
Leon's words were soft and encouraging. "It's going to be okay, babe."
Even though she could hear the tremor of fear in his voice.
She forced herself to prop open the door and she threw up. Her lunch from the deli shop went flying into the grass. Leon held her hair back, waiting patiently as he patted her back.
"Leon," she managed, her voice cracking.
"Yeah, babe?"
"What are we going to do?"
"Are you okay?" An unfamiliar, silky voice broke through the short silence.
Jade quickly looked up and she widened her eyes, realizing she was looking at the man she had hit with her car only moments ago. She panicked, letting out a short scream, and she quickly stood up, punching him in the face.
The stranger grabbed his nose and took a step back. "What you do that for?"
"Why aren't you dead!?" Leon asked, reaching out for her, groping for her hand.
The stranger arched his eyebrow, letting his hands fall to his side, and she was staring in awe, watching at how fast he healed.
"Why don't you have a shirt?" She asked, sitting back onto her seat, getting to the real question. She knew what he was and it didn't surprise her.
What surprised her was to see a handsome, shirtless vampire walking the road in the middle of nowhere.
The vampire look down and shrugged. "I don't know."
She heard Leon scoff and she nudged him. "Do you have a name?"
"I don't know," he replied, glancing at his feet.
She bit her lip, unsure of what to say.
"Well, nice meeting you 'I dont know.'" Leon said heatedly, bringing his fist up, threatening him. "But, next time you go for a stroll in the middle of the night, don't walk in the fucking road. You scared the living shit out of my girlfriend!"
The vampire protracted his fangs and Leon widened his eyes, quickly pulling Jade closer to him.
"I wouldn't harm anyone." He said, looking at his feet again, and he retracted his fangs.
"Do you need a lift anywhere?" Jade asked, pulling away from Leon. He was obviously not okay. "Since, I hit you and all."
"Are you serious, Jade?" Leon asked loudly, grabbing her arm. "He's a fucking vampire!"
She glared at him. "Did you figure that all out on your own?"
"I would be grateful," the vampire said, his eyes softening.
She smiled sweetly and motioned her hand to the back seat, already making her decision. "Don't worry about him, he's a dick. You can get in."
The vampire bowed his head and opened the door, and quickly got in. Jade and the vampire closed their doors and she pushed onto the gas, driving off the grass, and she returned to the road. This time she was cautious, going under the speed limit, and she made sure to watch the road.
"Do you need to go to a hospital or should we get the police? Anyone we should call?" Jade asked, trying to find some way to help.
The vampire sighed sadly and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I don't think so."
"Are you lost?"
"I-I don't know."
Jade matched his sadness with her own, and stared at the vampire through the rear view mirror.
Leon had turned his whole body toward the vampire and glared at him. "I've never seen a vampire real close up before, but I know when someone wants to eat us, and-"
"Leon, you're drunk." Jade said, interrupting him.
Leon turned back into his seat and sighed profoundly. "Well, I need another beer."
"There are no beers, you drank them all."
Suddenly the car went silent and Jade wasn't sure if she should say something to the vampire or not. She wanted to say something that would make him feel better, but she didn't know how to start. The vampire was lost, vulnerable, and sad. It was everything a vampire shouldn't be. She would occasionally watch the vampire through the rearview mirror and notice his grim eyes scanning the night. She had been around many vampires when she was a teenager and she never was intrigued by who they were or who they used to be. She was only amazed by what they could do and what they could do in bed.
But after that, she had met Leon, and hid that part of her away.
From the distance, Jade could see glowing lights, and she half smiled.
Leon squinted his eyes and brought his face close to the windshield. "Maybe we should stop at that bar."
"Do you think they have a phone?" She asked, making a sharp turn into the parking lot. She stopped the car and took the keys out of the ignition, and slid them into her pocket.
"I guess, I mean it's called, 'Merlottes.'"
"Can you give him one of your shirts?"
He widened his eyes and shook his head. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Please, Leon, I don't want him going in shirtless."
He glanced at her and then to the vampire and shrugged. "Fine, but I'm getting myself another beer. I deserve it after what happened earlier. Fucking vampires."
She watched Leon get out of the car, slamming the door behind him. She turned to the vampire and grinned. "Are you hungry?"
His eyes went big and he slightly grinned. "Really?"
She lowered her eyebrows, giving him a confused look.
The vampire licked his bottom lip. "Are you offering yourself to me?"
She shook her head twice and grinned. "Not today."
"Oh."
"But, if they serve the synthetic blood inside, do you want me to get you some?" She asked, unbuckling her seatbelt, reaching into the glove box for her wallet. "Do you like it warm?"
"When can I?" He asked, ignoring her question, as he slid onto the edge of the seat, his face getting close to hers.
"What?" She stammered as she gripped onto her wallet, squeezing it between her fingers.
"When can I taste you?"
She could hear the desire and the lust in his voice and she tried to return it. "We'll see, I-"
Then the passenger door opened. She fell back into her seat and Leon threw a black T-Shirt at her. "That was my only clean shirt I had in the trunk. Make sure he doesn't get his vamp juices on it."
He slammed the door and walked towards the bar, leaving them in the car. She grabbed the shirt and sighed annoyingly. "I'm sorry about him. The only vampire he has seen is on television."
The vampire softly laughed as she handed him the shirt. She watched as he put the shirt on, his toned, pale chest matching the moonlight. He was dangerously beautiful with his gentle smile and his messy hair. She parted her lips, imaging all the sinful things that she would do to him.
"Your name is Jade?"
She blinked once, realizing that the shirt was on, and she locked eyes with his. "Yeah, it's just Jade."
"It's beautiful."
"I wish I knew what your name was."
"Me too."
"Why don't you remember? Is it because I hit you with my car?" She asked, panicking.
The familiar sadness returned to his face. "No, it wasn't your car."
"What happened?"
"It was her eyes that did this to me. It was her, but it wasn't her." He replied slowly, his deep voice rambling as he spoke into Swedish and English. "They were emptying me, taking away who I was."
She swallowed, feeling the pain and loneliness in his voice. She grabbed his hand, bringing it close to her. She didn't say anything, she only held on, trying to give him warmth and safety.
She bit her lip, wanting to say something that would help him in anyway.
He softly pulled away. "Don't feel sorry for me."
"I'm sorry." She mumbled, turning back into her seat. "It sounds like you had a terrible night. I mean, you don't know who you are and I hit you with my car and-"
"And you punched me."
"Well, you scared me."
He nodded, looking at her with skeptical eyes. "Too bad it healed so fast. I would've had you kiss it better."
She felt her cheeks flush and she let out a soft laugh. "Too bad."
"Jade! They have a telephone here!" Leon shouted from the entrance of Merlottes. "Hurry up! I wouldn't want that vampire eating you tonight!"
She rolled her eyes and opened her door. "Okay, we're coming."
She watched Leon disappear into the bar and she stepped out of the vehicle, closing the door behind her.
The vampire stepped out of the car, shutting it, and caught up to Jade.
She smiled at him as they were about to enter the bar, but she fell back as someone bumped into her, and the vampire caught her with both arms.
"Sorry, I-" the stranger widened her eyes at them, letting the door shut behind her. "Eric?"
Jade and the vampire turned left and right, trying to find who she was talking to.
"Eric, what are you doing here?" She asked, her blond pony tail bobbing up and down.
"What're you talking about?" Jade asked, glancing at the vampire and her. "Do we know you?"
"I'm Sookie Stackhouse and who are you?"
Jade was taken back at her harsh tone and she glared at her. "I'm Ja-"
"What're you doing here, Eric?" Sookie asked again, ignoring Jade as she brought one hand onto her hip. "Sam wouldn't be very happy to see you here."
"Listen to me, Sookie." Jade demanded, pushing the tall vampire behind her. "He doesn't know who you are."
"What?" She asked, glaring at him. "He knows who I am."
"I do?" He asked, sniffing the air, and he grinned. "Why do you smell like that?"
She finally noticed the confusion in his eyes and took a step back. "What happened to him?"
"I kind of hit him with my car, but he doesn't know who he is."
"Well, for starters his name is Eric Northman."
The vampire nudged Jade and he grinned down at her. "My name is Eric."
She nudged him back, giving him a smug smile. "It's beautiful."
"Do you remember Pam? Your progeny?" Sookie asked, crossing her arms.
Eric shook his head. "I have a progeny?"
Sookie grabbed his arm and pulled him away from Jade. "Pam will know what to do."
Jade followed them, keeping her hand on the vampire's back as they came to an old, beat-up yellow car.
"I'll take it from here." Sookie said, opening the car door and took a seat behind the wheel. "Get in, Eric."
He stared at Jade with sad eyes and shook his head. "Jade is coming with us, Snookie."
"It's Sookie."
"She is coming with us, Sookie."
"Whatever." She slammed the door, her face showing distaste.
Jade followed Eric into the back seat and the two sat uncomfortably. She watched Sookie start the car and she roughly drove out of there. It was silent except for a quiet country song that played in the background. She didnt like country music, but tonight, she enjoyed the way it matched the night sky of Louisiana. Eric's hand brushed against her arm and it sent chills to run up her back. She turned to him and noticed the black shirt he was wearing.
"Well, shit. I left Leon."
Sookie turned down the radio. "What did you say?"
"Never mind." She laughed, falling back onto Eric.
The vampire arched his eyebrow at her and smirked.
"His drunk ass could use a walk."
A/N: That's it for Chapter One. There is a TON planned for this story and I hope you all don't miss it.
Thank you readers and thank you THESAURUS.
Until, next time!
