Memories of Midnight

True Blood Fanfiction

Written by Singingfrogs

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It was an unexpected turn of events, and she still marveled at the fact that her manager was giving this the go ahead. So much excitement had exhibited her life in recent months and she was marveling in the fact she was allowed to do something so special. She was learning to savor the spectacles as they come, appreciating the rare thrills of her manic existence.

But, as her excitement coursed around her body the underlining feeling of anxiety and dread were clouding her mind. The time passing slowly as she sat in the large uncomfortable seat, this was her world, where so many people can disappear or go off the rails from fame, distinguished for what they do, for how they accept their lives in the limelight.

People forcing themselves into the celebrity lifestyle of the rich and famous. Smooching with the directors or record dealers. People desperate for fame and glory. Sometimes she wished she did not have the talent. To live a normal life, not having to hide who she was from the people desperate to find out more about her, not having to hide her private life to retain her sense of independence and security.

So happened today, the final weeks of her hectic schedule, the gloriously hot and sunny day had drifted into the humid and sticky night. As the tree's drifted past, her mind wondering subconsciously as she looked into the darkness, her hand pressed comfortingly into the cold hand of her lover.

From her enhanced hearing, she could hear the driver humming to himself, enjoying the music on the radio. She could feel the cool air from the air conditioning, attempting to cool the woman from the hot summer night; she could do nothing but look over at the large blonde haired man who reflected her movements to look at her.

He simply smiled at her, flashing her a small smirk of comfort as the grip he had on her hand intensified as he supported her. For a moment she could only stare at him. His eyes open with a stunning blue; studying her as she looked at him, ignoring the blur of motion from the blacked out windows. He was fairly young, his features displaying a handsome 30-year-old man. His sandy-blonde hair shaped and styled so his fringe joined the rest of his hair. His beard scarcely thicker than stubble. A man that attracted her in ways he could never understand.

She returned his smile, looking down at their hands, feeling his perfect skin resting against her, his thumb rubbing over her warm skin before she lifted her eyes back towards him, pressing her free hand to his sternum, feeling his toned muscles of his chest as she adjusted her posture and pressed a delicate kiss to him, her eyes focused deeply into his eyes, watching him as she removed her lips from his.

"You didn't have to agree to this." Her soft voice sounded as she pulled away a little so she could read his reaction. The man simply smiled at her, lifting his own hand as he rested his palm delicately to her scarred cheek, feeling the imperfect scar underneath his perfect skin.

"I know you feel awkward and self conscious when you have to do these. I've been to most of yours recently to support you. What better way to increase your confidence if I am right beside you." He expressed, adjusting her face so her head was angled towards the base of the seats, the man lifting his own face so he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"Your far to good to me Eric." The woman expressed, her eyes still firmly pressed together as she rested her forehead against his as she rejoiced in her lovers attentions. However, they were pulled from their conversation when the pair of them felt the breaks of the car withdrawing their speed, the breaks squealing to a stop as the couple arrived at their destination.

She shoved her head towards the window of the car. Someone boomed their hands to the window, hauling her from her conversation with Eric. She simply lets out a sigh from her lungs, composing herself as she prepared herself. Dust was swirling around the car tires and the people, the air is thick with shouts and screams as they encase themselves around her door. Their cameras in their hands.

They always know. Always.

The young woman looked towards Eric again, noticing how his own eyes were showing exasperation as he grasped hold of the door handle and evacuated the vehicle. As the woman watched him go she turned her eyes back out of the window, seeing her stylist, her wardrobe, everyone who she needed for this job were shoving themselves through the crowd, the paparazzi not even recognizing them as they walked into the building.

Eric's figure pushed through the mob of people, dropping his tall 6ft 4 frame dramatically as he reached down for the door handle and pushed the people back to allow him room to exposed her figure to the press. The noise overpowered her. Camera's flashing, the sound of camera shutters deafening her as she raised her arm to the back of the vehicle, adjusting her feet, placing them to the ground as she took Eric's offered hand and lifted herself from the limo.

As soon as she had removed herself from the car the horde of people plunged themselves towards her. She had to take a step back, bewildered by their power and enthusiasm, her hand never letting go of Eric. She was pulled from her reprieve when her security guards flanked her, lifting their bulky arms to shove the people in front of her back. The woman felt Eric's large palm pressing the centre of her back, curling her body around his as he drew her closer towards him, his other hand propelling the people back as the woman finally sauntered into the fray of cameras and microphones.

"Miss Herveaux, we hear you're going to be performing at a charity concert, can you tell us anything about it?"

"Miss Robyn, we hear you have been invited to a catwalk show for Ralph Lauren's Summer collection, is there a possibility that you will be modeling his new dress line?"

"Robyn Herveaux, is it true that you bathe yourself in pineapple juice?"

"How did Rapunzel's role come along? What was it like working for Disney?"

"Miss Herveaux, how do you plan to juggle music, acting and modeling?"

"Miss Robyn Herveaux, we hear you're giving exclusives on the history of your scars, who will you be talking too?"

All of her thoughts that were swimming around her mind vanished. The woman as well as Eric turn to face the reporter who stood in front of them, constantly being bashed or shoved by other reporters. Robyn looked up towards Eric who had an emotionless expression on his features, his eyes hard and dark as he looked at the reporter who stood his ground underneath Eric's gaze before Robyn's guards encouraged them forward.

Eric knew how Robyn was feeling; he could feel and see it as she seemed to walk into the dark studio in a daze. He flashed a concerned look towards her agent. The sandy blonde haired man who had grey eyes swiftly bolted towards them, his shirtsleeves rolled up to his elbows as concern was sparkling in his eyes as he looked at Robyn, a frown swiftly taking over his features.

"What is it?"

"Something, something the press said." Robyn managed to voice weakly, her statement pulling her from her daze as she raised her eyes to meet the alarmed gaze of her manager

"What did they say?"

"That Robyn was to tell the world about her scars." Eric interrupted, obviously struggling to control his fury as he looked from the ground and up to Robyn's manager Steve. Understanding suddenly washed over him before he snapped his hand to his phone and was dialing a number as he walked away from them. Eric had pressed his hand to Robyn's back once again, noticing that Robyn was not listening to anything going on around her; he was focused on her face. His Robyn. Wishing he could take her pain. But before the pair of them could recover different people pulled them in different directions.

0-0-0

Robyn has been sitting in the chair for far to long. She could only sit through her sister's torture as she spent hours and hours on her make-up. Her eyes closed as she remembered the feel of the moisturizer that Janice rubbed into her skin blabbering on about how this product would minimize her uneven or artificial looking make-up, stating that she was promoting healthy and glowing skin.

Next, Robyn could feel the concealer pressed to the darker areas of her skin. A lighter shade embedded underneath her eyes, in various different crevices and expression lines. Robyn simply smiled to her sister when she placed the layer of foundation onto her skin and lips, trying to blend in the makeup at the edges.

The young celebrity seemed to be coming out of her somber mood as she allowed her sister to do her job. Her excitement bubbling as she watched her transformation. Her eagerness to get on with the shoot, to get the pictures she was hoping to produce was visible in her eyes. She could not even find the words to say when her sister moved aside after the darker shade lipstick had been pressed to her lips and the smoky colored eyeliner enhanced her eyes. She looked incredible.

"I must say." Janice expressed as she placed the lid back to the top of her eyeliner pencil. "That has got to be my best work." She smiled as she fluffed up Robyn's natural wavy hair and took a step back to admire her beautiful sister.

"I can only agree with you." Robyn smiled, motioning her head towards her family. "What is the first outfit?"

"It looks like the little black dress." Janice read, leaning over to look at the paper taped to the surface by the mirror. Robyn simply nodded as she heaved herself from the chair, shaking out the numbness of her limbs before headed over to the clothing rakes, noticing how there was enough clothes to fill over 3 walk-in wardrobes.

0-0-0

Eric had his hands pressed into the pockets of his suit as the vampire waited for Robyn and the shoot to begin. People were milling around, setting up lights, unraveling the backdrop that was to be used, setting up or removing props and sets from larger crates, as everyone seemed to have a job to do.

Eric didn't really know what to expect. He had seen Robyn do this many times, watching how easily it came to her, how photogenic she was. He just hoped he could live up to everyone's exceptions. As he stood there, the white brick walls radiating with artificial light. He noticed his makeup woman walking towards him, her shoes clicking loudly against the dark wooden floor as she moved around the pillars. She smiled before re-touching his make-up, knowing that he didn't want to look to pale underneath the lights.

He was pulled from his thoughts at that moment when Steve walked to his side, his phone still in his hands, and a frustrated air around him as Eric's large form towered over him.

"I got in contact with some contacts I have within the police and detective department asking how the Paparazzi have come to think Robyn is to give an interview about her scars." Steve voiced, knowing that it was in Eric's best wishes to protect and keep Robyn safe.

"What are they going to do about it?"

"They have opened an investigation. But I don't know how long that will take."

"You could find it would be quicker if I did it myself."

"What are you implying?"

"What I am implying Mr Greeves is that before the great revelation Vampire's had to deal with any problems that arose if their secret became threatened. Unfortunately, I am unable to do the same now. It is due to my position within the vampire authority that I must remain a model to other vampires that may struggle to compose their anger."

"You and your kind have come a long way over the last few years. The reason I asked for you for this shoot was not just for Robyn's benefit but for yours as well."

"What is it that you are implying?"

"What I am trying to say Eric is that vampire's sometimes have a bad reputation. As it is Katy Perry's breakup from her vampire is all over the press. It seems that you and Robyn have made your relationship work, even when the pair of you are in the limelight. Doing this job enhances Vampire's popularity, showing your face supporting your girlfriend raises people's opinions on your kind. I bet whatever authority vampires have adore you." Steve expressed with a smile, noticing how the understanding washed into Eric's features just for the pair of them to fall from their conversation when Robyn and her sister walked from the changing room and into the studio.

Eric could only smile at the vision that was his girlfriend. Her long brown curls shaping the front of her face before falling to the middle of her back. Her dress clinging to her figure like a second skin, enhancing her feminine body, the sleeves encasing the tops of her shoulders, the low cut circling her chest and dropping slightly around her back, Robyn consciously aware to hide the 3 large scars that dominate the skin on her back. She was exquisite.

Eric lifted his hand, signaling her to him as he wrapped his arm affectionately around her waist, her curves extenuated by the dress she was wearing and he could do nothing but admire her. The pair ignoring the blaring noises of people setting up the props, ignoring the yelling from the photographer, his only thoughts were about another exciting celebrity wanting him to take their picture. His mind not even registering how he was to take photo's for Ralph Lauren.

Only moments later, the photographer announced everything was ready, the people climbing to their posts, shoes clanging against the wooden flooring. Each one eager to impress. Obedient yet excited to be in the presence of Robyn Herveaux and her handsome boyfriend.

"Right, you two, save that love and continue it in front of the camera!" The photographer yelled, his enormous lens weighing down his camera as he beckoned them towards him. Robyn simply looked up at him through her made up eyelashes before they headed towards the area designated for the photos.

This gave Robyn the chance to study the set that she knew would dominate the world's media for a few weeks, making her the focus point to various press mediums. Her face, her pictures dictating the TV, magazines and radio.

She could not hold the inward smile that took over her as she looked at the backdrop. It was almost identical to the forest that she runs through when she is pressed into her wolf form. The tree's canopying over the paths, engulfing the path and encasing the traveller with their large tendril branches, allowing very little light into the dense forest. The dark greens, browns and blues creating a very dark, secretive and passionate background. A backdrop that enhanced everything that Robyn knew explained her relationship with Eric.

"Ok babe, I want the pair of you to stand in the middle for me." The photographer stated again, motioning his hands, enhancing what he was trying to say. Robyn curled forward, adjusting her dress as she prepared herself for her job. She was with him now. Sharing another part of her life with him. "Right my darling do you think you could turn you back to me please while you the gorgeous Mr Northman can wrap her closer towards you? Just watch your blazer and tie"

The pair of them moved clumsily in the directions they had been ordered, piecing themselves together, melding together as they became a single entity.

"Can the pair of you turn towards me so your square? Make sure you arm does not hide her shoulders Eric. That's right; place one of your hands to the middle of her back. That's it, to the curve of her beautiful bottom. And then splay your fingers with you other hand and cling onto her bottom. Nice and together, Eric lean your top half towards her please" Eric did as he was told, His eyes dark with concentration. He didn't know why he cared so much, why the thought of holding Robyn closer to him in front of people made his dead heart race. Maybe it's because he wanted the pictures to be perfect.

As he stood in the same room, he could see that Robyn was being directed into her own position. How he wished the pair of them could be in their own quite home instead of being bossed by a very gay photographer. The 2-hour make up session had just about done him in. He felt Robyn place her own arm so it was delicately resting on his large arm that was wrapped around her, her other hand pressed to his pectoral muscle while she rested her forehead on his cheek, looking back towards the camera, hiding her scared cheek as the pair of them shuffled closer together after they had been ordered.

The photographer fluttered around them, his camera clicking as photo after photo was taken. He muttered something about light, wanting to enhance Eric's eyes, making the pair of them remain in the same position as his colleagues went about adjusting the light.

"Serious expressions guys, show how you're feeling via your eyes. That's it. Perfect." He exclaimed as he continued to snap his pictures.

0-0-0

4 costume changes later, with the time falling to 2 am in the morning Robyn was beginning to tire. Light, Camera and smile. 4 hours of the same thing and the boredom was setting in. The first few hours of hair and make up were tolerable, the fist few outfit changes were fine but now it was getting ridiculous.

Poses that consisted of Robyn leaning into Eric, his arms wrapped around her as the pair held hands. His lips resting to her hair as he gave her a gentle kiss. Sitting next to each other as Eric rested his forehead and the bridge of his nose to Robyn's forehead, the pair smiling, eyes closed as her hair fluttered in the artificial wind.

However, Robyn had her arms folded across her chest, the newly redressed celebrity folding down the red material, her breasts enhanced by the belt resting around her middle while Eric was standing next to her, suited and booted while his top few buttons were undone. She simply leaned into him a little.

"You know this would have been done hours ago if Gaspard had been the one to take these photo's."

"He said himself that he was busy. He's obviously got a lot on his plate."

"If he calls me babe one more time and hits on you again I'm gunna throttle him." Robyn voiced, hearing Eric chuckle from next to her. She knew she should be happier. This was her first photo-shoot with Eric, and she was just glad he was here with her.

"Right babe, hop up onto the tree branch for me. That's it. Turn slightly this way for me. Right lovely Eric can you sit right next to her. Robyn baby rest your legs over Eric's leg closest to you. Put your hands slightly like this, a bit more relaxed, relax sweetie, that's it, just lean slightly towards me, turn a little more, back my way a little."

Robyn has closed her eyes, ignored everything the photographer was saying and let the photo come naturally. As she rested her cheek on Eric's shoulder, curling her body around him she could smell nothing but him as she sat there. Eric mirrored her by placed his hand to her back, his other holding onto her bare knees as her hands rested gently on his stomach. He just moved his head so he was looking down at her and the pair sat. Hearing the chuckles and laughs of Steve who was finding the humour in the situation as the photographer kept barking orders before he stopped and took the pictures.

"Maybe Robyn you could face away from the camera, to hide that scar of yours."

"Why would she want to do that?" Eric voiced, moving his head away from her as the couple turned to look at him. "She may not be perfect compared to some of the models that you deal with but she's beautiful to me."

"I meant no offense."

"Then get on with it."

0-0-0

She could hear the cheers from the audience. She could see the muttering of camera crews as she stood with her face angled towards the ground. She could feel the darkness lapping at her skin as she waited, anticipation swimming around her veins as she lingered. Wanting to feel Eric's hand in hers but knowing he was deep within the maze of artificial walls as he watched her from a TV screen.

"Hello and Welcome. Paul O'Grady will be here soon, first though, her most recent album is called 'The Darkness'. Something to do with that's clearly her lifestyle now, acting like a vampire because otherwise her boyfriend would be having conversations with her in her sleep and getting the response of "mmmmpftnnkks'" The presenter Alan Carr started, cocking his head to the left so it was resting on his other shoulder "gffmm'" A cry of laughter resounded, Robyn chewing at her fingernail, her leg twitching out of nervousness as she continued to listen to the man she was to meet. "It's Robyn Herveaux." He sounded before the large cheer that resounded and echoes around the room drowned the laughter.

Robyn heaved a lungful of air into her body, hearing the chorus to 'Ignorance' as she walked around the room, down a few steps and into the studio. She pressed a large smile onto her features, smiling as she walked around the room but as she looked past the lights, seeing how the crowd were reacting to her, standing on their feet she couldn't help but give them a large, rather appreciative smile as she stood at the top of the steps. She laughed to herself, rubbing the hair from her features as she waved at them.

"Ah thank you!" Robyn replied, continuing down the steps, heading towards Alan Carr. "They stood up!" Robyn breathed once again, motioning towards the people, turning around to give them a few more waves, winking and smiling at the audience before she headed over to the rather short, a little chubby man with large black-rimmed glasses. She pulled him into a hug, the crowd still cheering, the music still playing over the speakers.

"They love you!"

"I can't believe it!" Robyn breathed again, taking his hand as he guided her towards the chair, the celebrity still waving and interacting with the crowd as she basked in their appreciation. "Oh I love it!"

"Help yourself to drinks, we have tea or coffee."

"Tea! Oh I am ever so fond of a cuppa tea."

"You sounded very British just then." Alan laughed, his voice high pitched, leaning over to rub against her leg as Robyn curled her hair around her ear and helped herself to her beverage.

"I know! Ever since I've been travelling here more often it's a sin by just how much I love it! But I must say, I have no words to express how honored I was for the standing ovation. That was so lovely."

"They love you!"

"Thank you"

"So, you just got back from your world tour."

"I have indeed, the busiest 10 months of my life. I've never felt so exhausted."

"You were travelling for quite some time. If I remember rightly you rank 3rd in the longest, completely sold out tour across the globe, next to Michael Jackson and Queen."

"Really, I did not know that." Robyn said with a smile, nodding her head enthusiastically as she spoke towards him.

"But it seems that you're working over time because that wasn't the only thing you were doing. You obviously voiced the new Disney character Rapunzel from Tangled. How did you find acting?"

"Oh, it felt so nice to do something else. I mean, I was still singing and the musicians have all done an amazing job on the soundtrack for the movie, but for my introduction into film and acting was so graceful. I can't thank Disney enough for giving me this opportunity."

"And your also working on something else now aren't you?"

"Erm, not quite, I've been approached by someone to play a character in a new film that involves cowboys and aliens and the first parts of the script that I have read are pretty decent so how knows, anything can happen."

"But, that's not the only thing you have been doing?" The presenter expressed before the more photo's turned up on the screen "You have also done various shoots in support of Anti-discrimination for vampires." He expressed

"I have indeed, it was actually my idea." She explained with a smile "I called in a favor with a very good friend of mine who is a terrific photographer, resulting in these perfect pictures. He did remarkably well, I'm very pleased with how they turned out."

"However, there were some problems with them."

"Doesn't everyone when things like this spark an opinion? I expected some people to lash out in anger over them. But this is the first step for people to accept Vampires. I will willingly and openly say that they have my support, and hopefully this will influence other people to stand up for their kind."

"And your most recent shoots were for Ralph Lauren and everyone finally gets a good look at the man in your life instead of blurry pictures of him. You've combined a new job with your personal life, something very little celebrity's have done."

"Eric is a major part of my life now, and has for the last 3 years or so. I want him to be involved with my career and considering I'm taking my first steps into this part of the industry what better way to include him."

"So is there a newer album on the horizon?"

"Well, obviously I'm keeping myself busy at the moment and I'm not leaving the music industry any time soon. But with how much work I'm being offered, I'm waiting for the inspiration to flow through my once again. After all that's how my last album was written."

"You mean you take events from your life and write them to music? As you were falling in love with Eric effect your song writing?"

"Oh yes of course. It must have been over a year ago now when we split for about a week and I found myself pouring my heart out to music sheets; another reason why I think 'Darkness' has done so well. I write how I feel, what I want to express I do via music. I have also encouraged Eric to do the same as he can be a rather mysterious man when he wants to. 'Follow me' was actually written by him and I just provided the music and the voice."

"That's amazing. He obviously supports you."

"He is my rock, without him I don't think I would have stayed as level headed as I have. Cheesy as hell I know, but I'm just stating it how it is."

"You also have some very romantic pictures taken with him as you were on your tour like this one." He voiced before turning towards the screen that was showing Robyn standing just behind Eric who was leaning down to whisper something in her ear as she greeted a rather enthusiastic fan that was crying in front of her. "What was he whispering at that point? Sweet nothings?"

"Ah yeah, not so good with my German" Robyn said with a laugh. "With Eric being as old as he is and considering he originates from Sweden I was getting a discreet translation. She was a bit eccentric not gunna lie."

"So the fangs don't put you off then?"

"Come on have you looked at him? He's even sexier when I see his fangs!" Robyn replied with a smile, hearing the crowd laughing and whopping her as she turned to smile at them and Alan Carr.

"Haha, well thank you so much Robyn, ill let you get yourself ready as you prepare to sing "Ignorance" for us. So after the break Paul O'grady will be joining us, but first, its Robyn Herveaux!"