Chapter 4

Sookie POV;

Shot gun in hand, I turned to shoot the monster I no longer knew. But he was too fast. In one clean sweep, the gun was snatched from my hands, I only had time to fit the stake into my back pocket, avoiding it from been seen. His eyes showed pure blood lust and they were fixed firmly on my neck. Approaching me closer, I gulped remembering the last time he had been out of control. He had drained me dry. Growling, he took a step closer with his fangs fully extended. Adjusting my posture, I took a step back and in doing so, my hand reaching for the stake was unnoticed. Bored of waiting he sped towards me, only to have his stomach meet the stake. Ramming it as deep as I could into his gut, I took a step back as he groaned in pain and sank to the floor. Blood was oozing out of his stomach and I ran to where Pam was. Trying my hardest to avoid burning her further, she snapped due to her increasing pain. "Just rip it off." She said through gritted teeth. With all my strength, I yanked the silver net off her small body and dragged it to where Bill was moaning and tossing in pain. Throwing it over him only caused him to cry out in increasing pain which I really didn't give a flying fuck about. Next I sprinted to what I presumed was the control panel. Really it was quite simple; each cell had a number and the numbers were on the control panel indicating which button would release the door for which cell. As soon as I opened Eric's cell, he sped towards his burnt child. With her age been young even at over a hundred, she was healing slow; worryingly slow. A small whimper only alerted me of Jessica's on-going pain. In the heat of the madness I had completely forgotten about the baby vampire. After releasing her of the silver, she began slowly calm down. Turning my attention back to Eric and Pam, I saw Eric feeding Pam his blood.

"Sookie she needs human blood. There will be some in one of those containers over there." Motioning his head in the direction of five large containers, I hurried to them, opening them up to find hundreds of blood bags, gathering as many as I could in my arms, I decided to just push the make shift cart to the vampires. As I reached them, I tossed blood bags to Eric as I ripped one open and began to pour the blood down Pam's mouth as she sucked. As much as she was a pain my southern ass for a bit, she was still Pam. I couldn't just let her die, not like this. To my horror, I saw that on top of the silver burns, she was in fact also stabbed in the chest, and wasn't healed yet so the knife was probably silver. After finishing the bag, I turned to rip open another only to find Eric was feeding a new bag to Pam; looking at Jessica, she looked very pale and I shuffled cautiously over to her.

"Jessica can you control your-self? Here have a blood bag. You're doing really well; I know you're starved because of the silver and all this blood won't help. Take one." Stopping my babbling, I reached the blood bag over to Jessica who gingerly took it and gulped it down, her colour returned almost instantly. Sighing in relief, I turned back to Pam and Eric; she was now sitting up and gulping down more of Eric's blood as her colour returned but his faded. "Eric haven't you given her enough?" I asked as I sat down next to them on the cold floor. When did I start to care whether Eric Northman was getting drained? Turning his eyes to me, I saw his once perfect blue eyes, now shadowed with the threatening red tears looming beneath them.

"Do not tell me what to do human." He hissed and turned his eyes back to his child.

"Eric she's right, I will be fine." Pam croaked with her eyes shut. Pam must really be in a bad state, she had just agreed with me: Blood Bag. Removing her mouth from his wrist she slumped back into Eric's waiting arms. Nodding, he slowly lifted her limp body cradling it to his chest as if she was made of the thinnest glass and began to walk up the stairs. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and took a couple of steps before Jessica raced ahead leaving me in the basement. Making my way towards the control panel I risked a glance at Bill. He was barely visible and unmoving beneath the silver net, something was calling out to me to care, to be outraged. But I didn't give a shit. He wasn't the man I thought he was, the wounds are still fresh, even if he doesn't remember what he did; he still did it. Closing the silver cage around him just in case he somehow got free, I turned back only to walk into a hard cool chest. Eric. Not saying a word, he took my hand and led me up the stairs and out of the front door. We walked through the cemetery hand in hand, and still not a word was spoken. Sneaking in a few glances at his face, I saw his eyes were cold and empty; Pam must be hurt more than I thought. Taking me to my door, he reached into his jacket pocket extracting a pistol and handed it to me not meeting my eyes.

"This is for your own security; kill anyone who enters without consent except Pamela or me. You will hear from me in the distant future. Be safe Miss Stackhouse." Bowing his head he turned to leave, leaving me standing on the doorstep.

"You won't ever be alone." The words were spoken by my-self before I had even realised. Turning his head towards me with his back still to me, I continued letting whatever it was inside of me speak. "I won't let that happen. Neither will Pam. Y'know Godric asked me to look after you, Gran raised me proper so I will at least try and do right by his wish. You need blood." Shaking, I held my wrist out in front of me. "Drink mine."

Moving with vampire speed that was noticeably slower than usual he was still in front of me faster than I could ever travel.

"Sookie…"

Interrupting him, I added-"Do it now, no arguing. I trust you. Trust me."

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