When I woke a couple of hours later I was disoriented. I could feel I wasn't on the couch anymore and on my bed, under the covers. There was a light on; I could feel the brightness through my eyes. I could hear sound; it was my television, playing the movie I had in it, Singing in the Rain. I fluttered my eyes open and I found myself looking at a powerfully built chest. Looking up I saw that it belonged to Eric. He was propped up on his arm, staring down at me.

"You smell of another male, I do not like that smell on you." His eyes scanned my face. I slinked back into the sheets more, feeling embarrassed.

"W-where is Sookie?" I asked, ignoring what he said. I sat up a little and noticed there was one of gran's TV trays beside my nightstand, filled with things on it. Grilled cheese on a plate, a glass of milk, aspirin, and a napkin. I reached over and grabbed the sandwich and took a bite, letting the cheese melt on my tongue.

"She, Bill, and Sam went back to the bar. She's bringing back your car and I told her that you would be alright in my care." I sat the sandwich back down on the plate and lifted up my shirt, there was not even a trace of a scar on my skin where the knife had struck me. I ran my fingers over my stomach lightly. "My blood healed you." Eric whispered. "Its very old and very powerful blood. Your bruising on you face will be done healing within the hour." I sat up a little propping myself on my arm, just like he was.

"Besides the fast healing, what will drinking your blood do to me?" I asked.

"Well I will always be able to tell what you are feeling, and where you are so that will be helpful if you are ever in danger. You will become more attracted to me-" I cut off his sentence as soon as the words escaped his lips.

"Whoa wait a minute who said I was attracted to you Eric?" I said furiously. I felt my face getting hot, the blushing on my face getting brighter. I wonder if Sookie said anything. Maybe not she despises Eric; she wouldn't want to do anything to boost his ego. He showed his pearly whites at me as he let out one of his deep booming laughs.

"I can feel your upset and anger my darling. Your libido will be more active. As I have said I am a very old vampire, and you have quite a bit of my blood in you. Your senses will heighten and become stronger and you might notice a change in your appearance." I nodded my head to let him know I understood, there was so much I have had to take in the last couple of weeks.

"Can I drink form another vampire?" I asked curiously.

"No you may not." I saw anger in his eyes as they darted at me; I guess I hit a nerve. "You can not and will not drink from another vampire, you are mine and you must drink from me, is that understood?" His statement sounded more like an order.

"What do you mean that I am yours?" His face was closer to mine now, our noses almost touching. I felt myself getting nervous and I bit my lip gently.

"I have claimed you Rozlyn. Which means you are mine, no one else's, and may only drink my blood, nor should another male touch you like me." His hand went to my face, rubbing my cheek. I knew he felt my nerves shoot up like they were coming out of a cannon and was trying to reassure me. "Now why do you stink of another male?" I sighed, knowing that I would have to explain it to him sooner or later.

"The whole reason why I moved back to Bon Temps was because my boyfriend, ex, boyfriend. He was…not the person who I thought he was and I left him. He found me tonight and we exchanged words." I was careful in my choice of wording the situation, but Eric could see right through me. "What if I don't want to be claimed?" I asked changing the subject. I hate how I did that, especially when I got into a conversation I didn't want to talk about.

"Well then maybe I'll grow on you." He said with a smile.

"You mean like a fungus?" I asked laughing. He started twisting my hair between his fingers and turned towards the television screen. "You can change it if you like; I know this movie probably bores most people."

"No its fine, I thoroughly enjoy this movie. I remember when it came out. 1952, a good year." His eyes were fixed on the screen intently. As I was watching him I noticed how pale and silky his skin looked. "Although I do wish you had a bigger bed." I looked down to see his feet dangling off a lot more then mine, his body was pressed against mine and the wall. I found amusement in the situation and let out a snicker.

"I'm sorry that my bed doesn't fit you. I'll try and find something for next time that is bigger." I was still smiling as I looked up at him.

"Well well, looks like I didn't take that long for my fungus self to grow on you now did it?" I stopped laughing, and my eyes met with his.

"No, I guess it didn't. Your not as ruthless and mad as Sookie makes you out to be." He tucked my hair behind my ear and brought up covers to my neck.

"That is because I have not shown you that side of me. Bill and Sookie have seen sides of me that I have had to be the way in order to keep my position as Sheriff of Area 5. Bill and I do not see eye to eye and are not friends. We work together because we have to." His eyes went off me and back to the movie. I could tell his mind was off somewhere else, but he had a very good way of not showing it. I head footsteps coming towards the door and my I felt my body stiffen. I then heard Sookie's voice almost in tears. I sat up to embrace her.

"I'm so glad you're alright!" she said hugging me again, stroking my hair. She let go of me and looked me in the eye. "I didn't want to leave you but I had to go get your car and drop Sam back off at the bar, he left Terry in charge and you remember the last time what happened when Terry was left in that position." She went on babbling, not letting her eye contact fall from fine. I glanced over at Bill with a smirk upon my face.

"Was she like this the entire time?" I asked

"More or less, how are you feeling?" I sat up a bit more and scooted away from Eric. He had kept quiet this whole time, listening in on the conversation, while I felt his eyes on me.

"A lot better then how I felt on the ground at the bar. Logan said he would be back. I'm sorry I drug you into this Sookie." She immediately shook her head no and held my hand.

"You know I'd do anything for you. But from now on when you go somewhere I don't want you to be by yourself, Sam, and I will take turns driving you. I don't want this to happen to you again." Her face showed nothing but worry on it. I nodded my head.

"That's understandable. Tell Sam tomorrow when you go in that I'll stick with my days this week." Sookie went to protest but I beat her to it. "I feel better than I have ever felt. Trust me when I say this Sookie, I can do this." Her eyes searched mine. I could feel her start to pick at my brain. "Quit trying to read me its not going to work, I feel you when your about to do it anyways." I smiled as she looked at me and frowned. "I'll be fine Sook, but right now I'm still tired so I would like to rest please." She momentary looked at Eric, nodding her head towards him.

"Is he staying?"

"For awhile longer yes, we were watching a movie." She turned her body to look at the television and laughed.

"Don't you ever get tired of that movie?" she got up off the bed and crossed the room to be with Bill. As they walked out together she turned out the light and began to shut the door. "Goodnight I'll see you in the morning. And you," she looked at Eric, her eyes narrowing and I noticed her hand gripped the door knob tightly. "Don't try anything with my sister okay? I have no problem declining your invitation." She shut the door and the room fell silent, the T.V was the only sounded and I looked up at Eric.

"My sister really doesn't like you huh?" I said laughing.

"It appears not." His head was still propped on his arm, his eyes still piercing into mine. "You need to get your rest." He once again pulled the sheets up to me, tucking them in around the edges.

"Are you going back to the bar?"

"No, I am staying here to look after you." I got that butterfly feeling in my stomach. The one where you want to jump for joy but not let it show. I sensed my face was blushing and I had realized he felt what I was feeling. Damn. He inched towards me, our faces close together. "May I hold you?" I shyly looked down and nodded my head. His strong arms went around me as I scooted towards his chest more. He stoked my hair gently, touching root all the way to the tip. My arm went to his chest and within that moment is felt so perfect.

"How long will you stay?" I whispered, the feeling of his smooth cold hands playing with my hair was putting me to sleep. His face dipped to my ear.

"As long as the night will allow me my darling."


Sookie woke me up late that afternoon, she was afraid of waking me up, but knew I needed to start getting ready for work.

"Sam is going to come pick you up around 5:30 so be ready." She said before she left my room. No sooner did she leave, she came back into my room and touched my hair. "Your hair looks different." I touched my hair; it felt softer than usual. I walked passed Sookie to the bathroom to see what she was talking about. My hair was brighter; the shades of blonde that were kissed by the sun seemed to look lighter. So did the red in my hair. My skin looked like it glowed. "Damn Eric's blood must have done one on you."

"Do I look that much different?"

"The locals won't notice anything, and if they asked it's from the beach, now I got to go." She kissed my cheek fast and rmade her way towards the door.

"Don't forget-"

"5:30 I know!" Things felt back to normal. I thought about the time I had with Eric last night, how comforting and safe it felt. I smiled to myself as I grabbed an already made sandwich from Sookie. I swear sometimes she knows me better then I know myself.


We were packed at work tonight. It felt like the line for people to be seated was endless. Lafayette was there working tonight which made work go by faster. He was Tara's cousin and wasn't afraid to speak what was on his mind. I saw Arlene sneak away after most of the people had gone, leaving me and Sookie to tend to the tables. I went to give the orders I had to Lafayette and I could tell something was wrong with him. We had been dance partners for a long time, good friends for longer. He was flipping the burgers at a quick pace and looked like he was about to lose it.

"Bitch give me your damn order before I snatch it out of those long ass fingers." I handed him the order and kept staring at him. He looked up from what he was doing and as he talked to me he waved the hamburger spatula in the air. "What Rosy?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Since when did being gay become a crime?" he asked focusing back on flipping his burgers. "Apparently since I am gay there is AIDS in the food I make." Lafayette came out awhile ago. Only his close friends knew for years but once you say something to someone in Bon Temps, it spreads like wild fire. As he finished with his sandwich and put it on the plate with some fries I went to go and reach for it. "Oh no, the cook is going to personally make an appearance. I rolled my eyes.

"Don't make it too big."

"Shit hooker go big or go home." As he swayed back and forth to the middle of the bar floor I watched him clear his throat. "Excuse me! Who ordered the burger, with no AID?"


"Thanks for coming to Merlotte's, have a good night!" I watched as the last couple leave and go to their car. My smile faded as I turned around to help clean up. Bill has come to pick up Sookie and made sure that Sam was going to bring me home safe. Lafayette stayed after to and was already cleaning the bar. Sam was in his back office working on sales and I knew I was going to be here for awhile. I turned up the volume on the radio as I moved over to the bar to help Lafayette clean.

"We're going to take you back to a simpler time tonight starting off with a song which premièred in 1961. This is Patsy Cline and her hit Crazy on oldies 104.1"

"Oh shit Rosy, you got to dance with me to this one." He put down the beat up rag on the bar and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the middle of the floor.

"Lafayette, no. I don't feel like dancing." He pulled me closer to him and grabbed my other hand.

"That is a bold face lie, now shut the hell up and dance. It will help you forget everything." He was right. Dancing was my escape. I hadn't danced in a couple of weeks since everything that had been going on. He swirled me around once then pulled me back into him. I leaned on his shoulder as we rocked back and forth, swaying to the music. We stayed like this for a moment, enjoying each others company and I felt relaxed.

That was until Eric came into the bar at vampire speed, pinning Lafayette to the back wall of Merlotte's.


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