Alright everyone, here's the third chapter. I realize my chapters are not the longest but it just helps with publishing them faster. I originally planned to finish the story before march (I am 31 weeks pregnant today :D so my due date is end of march) but I don't think that will happen. I have a lot planned for this one and since I see that so far, the reception is pretty good, I'll definitely take my time and go through the elements I want to go through.

Thank you very much to everyone who takes the time to review. It is really appreciated. You guys are my motivation :) To Sookiefan1995, thank you very much for your review, it meant a lot to me becasue staying true to the characters is super improtant to me and since this is my second language I was scared I would lose it.

As a side note, rating is M because there will be violence but also sex. Now I don't know how that's going to turn out in English but hey! I'll try my best :P

Disclamer: This is my second language. Characters do not belong to me but to Mrs Harris and HBO

Chapter 3- I'm Trying

I opened my eyes slowly. My thoughts were cloudy and I couldn't recall where I was and what had happened. I wasn't sure why I was lying on…. Leaves? I tried to focus on something around me but my vision was very blurry. One thing for sure, it was dark and it was cold. I looked up and slowly focused on what seemed to be trees. I was obviously outside. It's at that moment I remembered the encounter with Bill and I instinctively put my hand on my neck noticing it wasn't bleeding anymore. My legs felt heavy so I tried not to move them too much while I was pushing myself up on my elbows. I then turned my head from left to right while wiggling my toes. I have seen on TV that as long as you could wiggle your toes, it meant there was circulation. I would walk again! I laughed quietly at my stupid joke and turned sluggishly to see what was behind me.

Eric was sitting on an old piece of wood and was staring at me without any expression on his face. If you ask me what I hate the most about vampires I would tell you it's their lack of expression. They had emotions; they were just master at hiding them.

- What happened?

He didn't move at all and was still staring at me. Surprisingly, I didn't feel awkward at all, on the contrary. I felt peaceful mixed with a sigh of relief and calm. I frowned at this realisation. Why was I not freaking out? From what I could recall, what had just happened wasn't pretty. Bill had attacked me on my property, drank almost all my blood and… I could feel the panic slowly creeping up at the thought of what he could have done to me. But instead he had thrown me on the ground and had left. It made no sense. My head started spinning and I closed my eyes to not lose focus. It made me panic even more. I could see him, standing on my lawn, naked… his fangs… his hands..

I heard a snap beside me and turned my head quickly to see the source. Eric was now sitting beside me. I felt a wave of calm within me and I sighed in relieve.

- Your blood?

I knew there was no way I healed so quickly without the supernatural help. His lips barely moved but he was smirking. I don't know why but I felt a little bit of excitement disturbing the sense of calm I had achieved. It made me shiver.

- I don't get it… what happened?

- Bill attacked you in your backyard. I found you barely breathing so I gave you my blood. I would have liked to provide you with better accommodation at this moment but we were in a hurry.

- yes sure.. but why?

- Why I gave you blood? I told you it's..

- No! Why did he attacked me and then rejected me out of a sudden? And where the hell are we?

- In the forest

- no shit..

I rolled my eyes at him. He knew exactly what I meant but Eric was toying with me. He liked to take words literally. Actually, all vampires did that.

- Which forest? Far from my home?

He hugged me and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead. I could feel his muscles tightening around my shoulders and his cold lips made me shiver once more.

- I am sorry but we will have to continue this discussion somewhere safer. The best is that you come with me to Fangtasia.

I didn't have time to object, I was already in his arms flying above the trees. My legs were still pretty weak so I guess it was a good thing I didn't had to walk. The air was colder in the sky and I was not dressed for this night excursion. Eric's body was not providing me with any heat at all which did not help my case. I had an arm around his neck and was trying to not look down. I could see we were very close to the city. We then landed in the deserted Fangtasia parking lot. He had dropped me beside him. I had a hard time standing at first but my legs quickly got used to my weight again. We walked to the employee door. I definitely felt better and calmer since we had left the forest. The door opened on a very dark hallway with many doors. On my right there was a storage room, washrooms and then Eric's office. He opened the door to it waiting that I go in first which I appreciated the courtesy. While closing the door he pointed at a huge closest that was in the corner.

- There is merchandise in there, I am sure you will find something to replace your current clothing.

I looked down and noticed that my shirt was not only covered in blood but was ripped in many places. I took a couple minutes to find something in the closet. I didn't want to be wearing some kind of skank outfit. I grabbed a pink t-shirt with the Fangtasia logo on it. On the back, you could read their slogan '' Come in, we don't bite!''. The shirt I grabbed was purposely way too big for me because I was hoping it would be long enough to cover parts of my legs since my jeans were not in much better shape than my original shirt. Unfortunately it wasn't long enough and I was not about to walk around in my underwear. I heard a knock on the door and Pam barged in.

- Already?

I looked at Pam confused while Eric just simply nodded. She studied me from top to bottom for a moment and with vampire speed reached into the already opened closet to grab a pair of very little black shorts.

- Should fit you

- Thankx…

I didn't have time to reach the door; Eric was already standing between it and I.

- Don't even think about it, Eric! I am going to change in the bathroom.

I could see the charming grin on his face when he let me pass. Minutes later I came out of the bathroom wearing my new attire. Pam was right, the shorts were nice although too short but I guess that is why they are called shorts. Eric was sitting at his desk and while Pam was on the black leather couch. She looked at me for a split second which made her smile proudly. I could see Eric's icy blue eyes staring me down while his fangs extended a little. Pam said nothing and left the room.

- Sookie, we need to talk.

He indicated the chair in front of his desk. I don't know why but I had a feeling I wouldn't like this discussion at all. I had so many questions and I wasn't sure Eric could answer them all. Why did Bill attack me? Who was that new Bill? Where was Sam? Who the hell was really Nora and why would he send HER to get the papers? Where was he when bill attacked me? How the hell did he know I needed help? Is he stalking me? The questions were bumping into my head. I just didn't get it.

- Sookie, I know you have a lot of questions but you must calm yourself.

I felt a wave of calm hitting me yet again today. I shook my head and frowned at him. I would calm myself when I felt it was time to be calm which was not now. I had no desire of being calm on the contrary I wanted to yell that I was tired of this shit and that he better gave me explanation or I was out of here.

- You're not listening Sookie.

I was suprised by his comment. How would he know if I was calm or not. It's not like it was written on my forehead or anything. Was it the beating of my heart?

- Fine… so… what's going on?

He didn't say anything right away. He seemed in trance as if he was looking for the right words. He got up and walked over a safe that was right in the middle of his wall. Eric wasn't the type of hiding it and probably didn't feel the need to either. Who the hell would be crazy enough to steal from a 1000 years old vampire? He slowly opened it and grabbed a scroll. I had seen a similar scroll before, the same my brother and I discovered in my room. The one about how I was supposedly sold to a vampire before I was born. He gave it to me.

- He is already on his way. It has been quite a while already so he should be here in a couple weeks.

- and what am I supposed to do about it? Welcome him into my home? Maybe give him my neck?

Eric kept the same expression on his face from earlier. When I said that, his fangs ran out and he growled.

- Absolutely not, I will discuss with him and negotiate.

- Excuse me? What am i, some kind of package? I won't let you ''negotiate'' with him my life.

I had crossed my arms. I was so sick and tired of the way vampires treated humans. As if we were some kind of cows you could just trade off. Eric had retracted his fangs and was extremely calm looking which pissed me off even more.

- I don't think you understand what I mean Sookie. You see, I am in a bad situation right now.

- Really? Worst then me?

I was looking at him right in the eyes. I was feeling multiple things at the same time which made my head hurt. I was frustrated and enraged that I was treated like an object, I was panicked at the idea of this vampire coming to claim me, I was sad and lonely and in a way I just couldn't explain, I was calm. I found myself looking at Eric's arm which I stared at for a while. His forearms were really muscular and it seems that his muscle kept twitching. I felt a warm feeling in my stomach. I sigh in frustration. Why, of all time and places, was I getting turn on by him? I wanted his hands on my body, I wanted him to take me and hold me. I wanted him to protect me and love me. I am such an idiot. I shook my head in disagreement with my own feelings. I should be mad right now, I was tired of the supernatural world and I didn't want a part in it.

But his hands… his arms…I bit my bottom lip and looked at the ground. Before I could even realize it, Eric was standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders. He was massaging them slowly. I felt my stressed muscles relaxed. His head was getting closer to my ear while he was squatting to be closer to my height. I shivered. I let my head fall onto his chest. We stayed like this for a couple of minutes, I was petrified by my wants and my needs. I wanted to turn around to kiss him, to feel him. I wanted him. His lips were very close to my ear. If he was breathing I would have felt his breath on my neck. He was so close… He then stated with a soft and sweet voice.

- Sookie, why do you always fight back… fight me?

He turned the chair so I was now facing him.

- What is happening to you affects me directly and I must fix it. Whether or not you like it, you belong to me and I must protect you.

His lips were dangerously getting close to mine. I closed my eyes and leaned forward so our lips would seal quicker. It's at the moment I realized what he had just said and I reopened my eyes. He had time to give me a peck on the lips before he got up again.

- I don't belong to anyone! You don't own me!

- Calm yourself

- Eric Northman, I won't calm myself. I am sick of you and this life and all the vampire political bullshit. You don't own me, he doesn't own me and if you think you guys can just sign a piece of paper to make a human being yours, you are sorely mistaken. I wasn't even born for fucksake.

He growled and grabbed me by the arm. I was up instinctively and had backed up into the wall. His fangs were out and he seemed ready to attack. He stared at me for a couple of minutes which seemed like an eternity. He sighed and let me go. I was now facing his back.

- Sookie, the vampire's politics will probably save you from all of this. You must play the game if you want to win it. From our rules, you belong to me because we exchanged blood more than 3 times. In our traditions, I own you. End of the story, stop fighting me it won't change anything. I must help you. So calm yourself and we can discuss the terms of our commitment.

I was staring at his back in disbelief. I was focusing on not exploding into a wrath. What the hell was he on about? I wasn't sure if I should be running or staying to listen to all this crap.

- The sun is coming up. You can leave if you wish but you would be safer if you stayed here. If you decide to leave, the girls will give you a ride home.

He walked to the closet.

- We will talk tonight. Please calm yourself.

He opened the door of the closet and then another set of doors. I guess the back of the closet was fake and was leading to a set of stairs leading to the underground.

- This is where I spend my days.

I sighed at the idea that I would have to wait all day for this discussion. I didn't want to stay here but a part of me did feel safer here. At least at night. I wanted to know what I was up against. I thought I could go to my house during the day but be back at the bar by sundown. Eric was already walking down the stairs.

- Eric

- Yes?

His head popped out.

- Thank you

He smiled and then went back in the closet. The doors closed shortly after. Even if I was mad, I was properly raised to be thankful when someone had helped you. I sighed at the door. A part of me would of liked to be buried in that closest with him and forget everything.

I opened the door of his office and was surprised by the daylight coming from the back door. Ginger was discussing with a man who seemed to be delivering alcohol. She looked at me and smiled while indicating me with her index that she would be with me in a minute.

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