Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters involved in this story. I am simply playing. Cells is my new story, I got the idea after Sookie thought about being with Eric forever in the last book. I will do my best keep the personalities as close to original as possible, Eric is very much a vampire and Sookie still has her gifts. Also, special thanks my awesome Beta HopeStreet! Thank You!

Sookie woke to the sound of echoing voices. Perhaps she was still dreaming. She could hear drawers being opened and closed and doors clicking shut. "Maybe Claude was having people over," Sookie thought. But then her eye opened to a blue sheet. Claude and Dermot had moved out a month ago. As the door slammed shut again, she pulled the sheet from her body. Panic struck her as she took in her surroundings. She then realized that under an additional sheet, she was naked. She looked around. She was in some sort of operating room. There was an emblem stamped on the corner of the sheet she held in her hands. It read, "Shreveport Memorial Hospital." She hopped off the metal table and looked for anything that would give any indication why she was here. She was about to reach for the clipboard at the end of the table when she saw the wristband. Sookie Stackhouse, Age: 27, Sex: F, Admit: 9/10/10, Dept: Morgue.

"Morgue?" Sookie's eyes shot to the stainless steel wall in front of her. The neat latches and labels looked exactly like the ones on CSI. Goose bumps covered her body, and a shaky hand went out to grab the clipboard. There had been an accident. Sookie was found dead at the scene, and there were Polaroids to prove it. Suddenly, the memory of what had happened came back. She was turning left onto the highway to go home before work. She heard someone lay on their horn, and that was it. The clipboard fell to the floor. She knelt down to get it. She was dead– no she wasn't– she was gasping for air! Dead people don't do that! She needed to get out of there. For whatever reason, she had survived a terrible accident. She had been through her share of near death experiences, but this topped the list. Explaining this to anyone would most likely turn her into a lab rat. She needed to get out and find Eric.

Sookie wrapped the sheet tightly around her and was about to stand up when she heard voices. As quietly as she could, she snuck under the table.

Sookie heard the voices of two young males as they entered the room.

"Damn shame that one. She was real pretty."

"Man, you are sick! She is dead!"

"Wow, Susan's quick. She must have had that vamp ID her and had her put away."

"Yeah I saw that guy outside. Sweet– less work for us! Come on. Let's see if we can get out of here early. I want to check out that new bar in Monroe."

Sookie heard someone take a few steps farther into the room. "There's a sheet on the floor. We should clean up before we leave."

"Graveyard will be here in 10, come on!"+

"Fine, geez!"

Sookie let out a breath when she heard the door close. Sookie got up and darted to the door on the opposite end of the room. She didn't want to bump in to her two little buddies again. As she opened the door, she looked to see if the coast was clear. Quickly and quietly, Sookie padded on her bare feet down the cool hallway, opening her mind to the thoughts of anyone who was near. As she turned the corner, she found Eric. Still clutching the clipboard, she hurried over to him. His head was in his hands.

"Eric!"

He didn't respond. She took a step closer. The sheet was grazing her knees. Sookie bent down and touched his hand.

"Eric!"

Eric's face shot up from his hands. Eric looked completely in awe for three whole seconds.

"You are dead," he whispered.

Sookie shook her head, "No, I'm not."

"But I can't feel you and the accident…"

"None of that matters right now. Eric, we have to get out of here now!" She pulled at him and tugged him until he got up."

Eric looked at her more composed. "Your brother is here."

"We'll get him too, but please, we need to leave."

Just then the door into the waiting room swung opened. "Mr. Northman– oh my God!"

Eric went to the nurse and looking straight into her eyes, he glamoured her, telling her that everything was fine and that Sookie Stackhouse had been taken to the funeral home. As the dazed nurse disappeared behind the door, Eric nodded and lifted Sookie into his arms. In less than thirty seconds, she was sitting in his Corvette. Sookie waited patiently, hoping to see her brother, but when Eric came out of the hospital, she could see Jason walking straight to his car.

"What did you do to him?" Sookie asked as Eric got into the car.

"I glamoured him. He was in pretty bad shape from the…news. I didn't feel like explaining to him that you really aren't dead."

The car fell silent after that. Eric sped down the street making his way back to his home. When the car rolled into the garage, he went around and opened the door for Sookie and lifted her out of the car.

"Eric I'm fine. I'm not hurt. I can walk."

He ignored her and used his free hand to unlock the front door. Still holding her, he kicked off his shoes and took her upstairs. He set her on the bed and headed into the bathroom. Before Sookie could open her mouth, he was on the phone.

"I need you here now. And I need you to pick up a few things. Put an order in to a local restaurant, nothing too fancy but no fast food either. Don't ask questions! I also need you to call Dr. Ludwig. I need her here as soon as possible regardless of price." Eric commanded something harshly before ending his call. He turned on the shower and returned to Sookie.

She hadn't moved. Only twenty minutes ago, she was lying unconscious on a cold metal table in the morgue. She was staring down at the photos attached to the clipboard. She didn't want to look at them, but she couldn't turn away. She had taken it in, the panic of her escape in the back of her head. She was thankful for doing so. It was one less thing for people to question. Her finger traced over her bloody hairline and dark raccoon eyes.

"Sookie." Eric held out his hand to her. As she followed him into the bathroom, she couldn't figure out why she needed to shower until she saw her reflection.

"Oh……" She tried to fight back the tears. They burned against the rim of her eyes. She still had blood in her hair and on her face. She really had almost died. It was sinking in more and more with every minute. Eric took her in his arms, pressing his cool body into hers. "Sookie, I have you."

"I died today," she sobbed.

"Yes, I know. I am having Dr. Ludwig come over in a while to see if we can make some sense of this."

He pressed his lips to hers as if to make sure she really was standing before him. "You will feel better when you are clean."

Sookie nodded and let the sheet fall from her body. Eric took her wrist and bit the plastic band from her arm. Eric's eyes burned into her. "I don't want to leave you, but if you would like some time to yourself, I understand."

Sookie nodded, "Just a few minutes. I'm sorry, Eric. It's just…"

"There is no need to explain. I'll leave something on the door for you to change into. Pam will be here shortly."

Sookie nodded with a weak smile. She wished she knew what Eric was feeling. She wanted that comfort more than anything now. Any wish or curiosity about removing their bond was gone. Sookie stepped into the shower and mechanically washed herself from head to toe. When it came to her hair, she was sure she'd find a sore spot or two from whatever happened to kill her, but, instead, there was nothing. It was amazing how quickly she had healed since she had only been taking little tastes of Eric's blood during sex. She finished her shower and put on a dark button down shirt. It was Eric's. There was also a pair of clean panties on the counter. She thanked herself for bringing over a few things. After dressing, she took a comb from one of Eric's drawers and ran it through her hair. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, there was no sign of any damage. As she stared at her reflection, the list of questions for Dr. Ludwig began to pile up in her brain.

Eric's eyes met hers when she opened the door. He was holding the clipboard. Sookie walked over and took it from him. She set it on the table by the bed. As she turned back to Eric, he pulled her onto his lap. He held her tightly, kissing her face and neck as if she was about to die right there in his lap. Her arm wrapped tightly around him, and she crushed her lips to his. No bond was needed to tell her that Eric had been shaken by the day's events. His wife had died. Even if they weren't soul mates, Sookie could see she really meant something to Eric. He loved her.

Sookie broke from the kiss and pressed her forehead against Eric's. "Eric, I am here. It's going to be okay. I am okay." Sookie was lying, at least to her it felt like a lie. She didn't know what lay in the future. According to everything that happened within the last twelve hours, she should be room temperature and on her way to some mortuary. But she had to say something to comfort him. She had never seen him like this.

Eric and Sookie both jerked when they heard the doorbell chime.

"That must be the doctor. I'll bring her into the living room. Come down when you are ready."

Sookie nodded and slid off Eric's lap. She went to the bathroom to brush and pull her damp hair into a ponytail. When she left the room, she could hear Eric telling Dr. Ludwig about the afternoon's events and how Sookie had found him.

"My word!" Dr. Ludwig exclaimed as she shook her head at the photos.

"Yes, I know and now," Eric gestured to Sookie as she stood at the foot of the stairs.

The doctor tried to wipe the shock from her face as quickly as she could; urging Sookie to sit on the loveseat in Eric's new living room. The room still was very Eric, but after a horrible incident a few months back, it had fresh paint, carpet, and a few different pieces of furniture.

Eric watched intensely as the doctor went over every inch of Sookie. Various physical tests were administered, and Sookie continued to come out normal, in fact, above average.

After about fifteen minutes, Dr. Ludwig took a seat across from Sookie. Handing the clipboard to Eric, she requested copies of all the hospital documents.

"You can button the rest of your shirt now if you wish. When Eric returns, I will tell you what I think has happened."

Within a flash, Eric was back. He took a seat next to Sookie.

"The copies are being run off now in my office. Please, tell us what you know."

Sookie fidgeted with the cuff of her shirt as she waited for Dr. Ludwig to begin.

"Alright then, I will need blood samples to confirm, but what I believe has happened to Sookie…Well there is no name for it yet since in the supernatural world there has been only one reported case, but I believe Sookie is now immortal."

Sookie's stomach felt like it was going to fall out of her bottom when she heard the wild news the dwarf woman was giving her. She continued to listen as the doctor resumed her explanation.

"This other case was a while back, a Chinese vampire and his lover were bonded, and the vampire was able to keep his human alive, young, and fresh for over a hundred years. It was believed that after a certain amount of blood intake, a human can become immortal. I am not sure about taking on any other vampire traits, but according to the information I read, this human triumphed over death many times before finally taking his own life."

Sookie couldn't stop herself from asking, "How?"

"After his vampire lover was killed in an anti vampire riot in Hong Kong, he strapped a bomb to himself and sailed out into the ocean. There was nothing but a smudge left of him when the boat was recovered."

Sookie gulped, "So if there isn't enough of you left, then you can't heal."

"Correct, or at least for now, that is the theory." Dr. Ludwig pulled a blood drawing kit from her bag and made her way over to Sookie.

"Isn't it interesting?" the small woman asked as she tied the tourniquet at Sookie's elbow. "All these years of vamps sharing their blood with humans, and they've always been worried about overcooking a human. Too much blood, and the human will have to be turned or die." She began to draw the first tube of blood. "If this test comes out fifty /fifty vamp and human, I'd say you aren't overcooked, you're just right."

"Then what is overcooked?" Eric finally chimed in.

Dr. Ludwig laughed as she took her things and put them away. "Are you serious, vampire?"

"Yes."

"Well, you of course."

Eric glared at her, and Sookie went to walk the doctor to the door. Leave it to Sookie to be polite even with the news that unless she vaporizes herself, she may never die.

As one door shut, another one opened.

"Aren't you supposed to be dead?"

Eric stood from the loveseat and growled something in a foreign language to Pam.

Sookie couldn't help but smile, "According to the paper work in Eric's office, I was pronounced dead at 4:00 this afternoon."

Pam set the food on the kitchen counter. "But you are here and breathing. Your heart is beating, too. I don't understand."

"Pamela!" Eric warned. "Please, go to my office. I will be there in a moment."

Sookie went to the bag of take out and took a seat in the kitchen. She was opening the box of salmon, wild rice, and green beans when Eric came to her side. She was so hungry she thought the very smell of the food would make her cry. She planned on enjoying every single bite of the only normal event of her evening.

Eric placed a cool hand on her shoulder. "What she brought, is it alright?"

"Yes, thank you for having her bring this. After everything, I don't think a Hot Pocket from the freezer would have made my tummy as happy."

Eric gave her a weary smile. "I'm glad. Pam and I are going to talk now. As my second and child, I will want her to know what has happened. I am going to tell her what the doctor told us, also. It is for the best that she is on what you refer to as the same page."

It was no surprise to Sookie that Eric would tell Pam. She was almost certain he relayed everything to her. She doubted he shared personal information, but if Pam knew her bra size, she can't say she'd be shocked. Still, Sookie gave him a genuine smile and sent him on his way.

Sookie enjoyed every morsel of her meal. She did her best not to think about what Dr. Ludwig had told her. Her brain was fried for the day. Even though their bond was gone, all Sookie wanted to do was to be safe in bed curled up with her boyfriend. As she began to clean up, Pam and Eric emerged from the hallway. Pam went to Sookie. Without warning, Pam hugged Sookie. She couldn't have been more shocked by the action. Pam wasn't exactly a hugger. Almost as quickly as it happened, it ended, and Pam took a step back.

"This is wonderful news. I am very happy you are alive– for Eric and for you."

Sookie couldn't think of how to respond to that other than to say, "Thank you."

"I have to go now. The bar cannot stop business simply because Eric isn't there. We must talk about this when we have time."

Sookie nodded, and Pam kissed her on the cheek, then left out the garage door. She watched as the door in the kitchen closed. She turned to face Eric.

"If it's possible, I'd like to sleep now. I'll see Jason tomorrow morning."

Sookie and Eric went upstairs. After she brushed her teeth and settled into bed, Eric joined her. He pulled her body close to his.

"We will talk more tomorrow night. Tonight I am just happy you are here, in my arms, rather than…"

"Yes. I know."

"I love you Sookie."

"I love you too."

She snuggled into Eric feeling the safest she had all night.