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bete: Fleur LB
CHAPTER 4
IDIOT
I was running, and just for a change this time not from anybody or for anybody. This time I ran only for the sake of running. I liked running because it helped calm my nerves, it turned me off. Running, just like lying, was a way of life. I lied because I ran and I ran because I lied. The circle closed in.
I was lost in my thoughts, but not lost enough to miss that I was being followed. Whoever it was, I didn't want him or her to know that I realized somebody was after me. I continued my jog, kept my pace steadily. After a while, I turned to the left at the corner of a house and I tried to become one with the wall. I steadied my breathing and waited for my stalker.
A man turned in, obviously looking for me. I didn't hesitate a moment as I kicked him in the stomach. He was well-built, spiky black hair, and tall. Oh, so tall, plus he had arms, good god what arms were those, like my waist. And he was handsome, even hot. If he wasn't a stalker I would be glad I met him.
But this wasn't the time to think about my non-existent love life. My kick was unexpected but he didn't fall, only stumbled a few steps back. Nice, he was even strong. I took the opportunity and punched him in the nose. I reached for his arm, twisted it behind his back and pushed him to the wall.
"Who sent you?" I asked, tightening my hold on him. He'd better not move because I wouldn't hesitate to break his wrist.
"Eric Northman," he growled.
I gasped a little and for a moment my grip loosened. Eric trusted me with his whole heart. How very nice of him. Not that I would trust myself. My momentary wondering was enough for him to free his arm and pin me against the wall.
"And it isn't in my contract to let little girls beat me up," he grinned at me.
I stomped at his feet, pushed him further from myself. I kicked his legs out from under him and knelt on him.
"And I don't like being called little girl," I glared at him.
"Northman told me be aware of you. I guess he was right," he said, smirking.
"Right about what?" I raised an eyebrow cautiusly.
"That you are dangerous."
"I am," I nodded, grinning.
I only saw what beautiful eyes he got then, deep brown and they mirrored so much kindness and warmth.
"You know as much as I like this position, it would be also nice to move," he said and I realized he was still in between my legs.
"Sorry," I laughed and moved off him, offering my hand to pull him up.
"I'm Nikolaj, but you can call me just Niko," he smiled at me and my heart melted.
Oh, sweet Lord where was this big loving bear before? He was something different from what I had ever met in my life. It was like love radiated from him. Only standing next to him made me feel better.
"Sophia and you can call me Sophia," I answered, dusting my pants. "So I know it isn't your job to get beaten up by me but what I wanna know is what's your job?"
"Following you and not letting you leave. That's it," he shrugged as we started to walk side by side.
"Ah, I see," I nodded slightly. How thoughtful of Eric. He gave me a daytime man so I couldn't run away, not that I had any intention to do so. "What are you exactly? Just because that kick would have broken at least two of your ribs if you were an average man."
"Were, I'm a werebear," he answered proudly.
Yeah, a big loving bear, that's what I thought, too.
"I thought your kinds hate each other," I said thoughtfully.
It wasn't just myth. Weres and vamps hated each other. As much as I knew weres came right after slayers on the line.
"Yeah, I guess there's somebody who Northman hates even more," he shrugged and I glanced away.
Big hurrays for me, I was the most hated of Eric Northman. Niko should have sensed my uneasiness because he glanced at me and gasped.
"No way, you are the threat," he said with wide eyes.
"Pretty much seems like," I answered, avoiding his eyes.
"I thought I had to protect you," he added, shocked.
"Do you really think I need protection?" I laughed.
"Hey, Sam," I said as I entered the bar with Niko hot on my heels.
Last night, I promised Sam that I would take Sookie's shifts until she came back, so there I was.
"Who is he?" Sam eyed Niko suspiciously.
"Ah, my shadow," I waved at him, heading to change.
"Your shadow?" he raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Eric sent him to guard me," I shrugged, closing the door behind me.
The afternoon was quiet, so I had time to talk with Niko. He belonged to the pack who lived in Shreveport and their alpha owed Eric, that was how he ended up as my bodyguard. He also told me he came from Russia, not that it wasn't obvious with that deadly sexy Russian accent of his.
Eric was on full alert at the moment the sun settled down. It wasn't even two minutes when Niko's mobile rang. He made a face and I didn't have to be a genius to figure out who it was.
"Yes, she's here. Safe and sound," he rolled his eyes. "Though she almost broke a few of my ribs."
"I will take her there," Niko answered. "Oh, okay. Alright. Bye," he ended the call and sighed. "Some Bill will be here in any minute and take you to Fangtasia."
"Good evening, Sophia," Bill entered at the moment Niko finished his sentence.
I could forget about alone time until Sookie was found. Not that I complained being with Niko.
"I guess my duty is off for now. " There was some kind of disappointment in his voice and I'd belying if I said I didn't like it.
"Then I see you tomorrow?" I smiled at him kindly.
"Sure, I can't let you go, no matter what," he winked at me before he left.
I almost burst into laughter when I entered Fangtasia with Bill. Eric sat on his throne, exactly the way I imagined yesterday. He waved for us to go to him. As we made our way toward him I tried to concentrate on the ridiculousness of the situation rather than Eric's feelings.
"Did you think?" Eric asked, his eyes bored in the crowed.
"I always think, you know, I think so I am," I was a smartass, there was no cure for it. "Thanks for the bear, by the way. I thought you hate weres."
"Obviously, I hate you more," he glared at me.
"You do realize hate is a feeling, too, right?"
Eric didn't say anything, only moved his gaze to me and looked at me with those deadly cold eyes that scared living and undead. I couldn't help but think about how different was Niko with those huge warm brown eyes.
"Well, let's see," I said, rolling my eyes. "There's my fairy ex. But I heard…"
"You got envolved with a fairy?" Eric almost yelled at me and I swear I even felt some jealousy.
"Yeah, so what? I'm not a nun for God' sake."
It was only for a week because he was a possessive bastard but I got no intention of enlightening Eric about it.
"A fairy?" he asked again in disbelief.
"Fai-ry," I said again, slowly. "Do you want me to spell it to you?"
"It could be him," he glared at me.
"Nope. I heard he moved on after our awful break up when I spit lemonade on him."
He muttered something under his breath that I didn't understand so I decided to continue.
"I got in a fight with some stupid weres in Ashland but that was years ago. There was an angry spirit in Scobey but I don't think that would come back from Hell. The witches in Towner, they aren't the kidnapping kind. That's all I could think of at the moment," I took a deep breath finally after finishing my long speech.
"Do you plan to make all kind of supernatural creatures your enemy?" Eric asked, kicking some fangbanger away from the stage.
"Sure, everybody needs a goal in their life," I snapped, irritated.
"Wait a minute…" I gasped. I was such an idiot.
"What?" Eric moved his gaze to me, alerted by my nervousness.
"Oh my God. You were right," I exhaled, looking up at him.
"That isn't new," he smirked. "In what this time?"
I bet Eric and modesty were on the same page in the dictionaries.
"Sookie was wearing a black wig," I stared in front of myself.
"So what?" Bill raised an eyebrow, talking for the first time since we had been there.
"So they thought it was Sophia," Eric said before I could answer.
It wasn't only my fault because I didn't get there in time, but it was also my fault because they wanted me. I was such an idiot. How couldn't I figure it before?
"You know who they were," Eric stated, his eyes fixing on me.
"Yeah," I sighed, glancing away. "SSA."
"SSA? What is that?" Bill asked.
"Special Slayer Association. They are specially trained slayers. They are the top. They are like rock stars. They deal with the extra dangerous situations," I explained. "How awesome. I bet I'm famous by now."
"If they are so well qualified, as you say, how i it possible they got the wrong person?" Eric smirked.
I could see he wasn't impressed by my enthusiasm over the SSA. But it was huge. Probably it was stupid of me to be proud of the organization I was wanted by, but hey, that meant I had a huge reputation.
"Well, since you killed everybody who knew me and my papers disappeared under mysterious circumstances, nobody really knows how I look like. I'm like a ghost," I answered shrugging.
Mysterious circumstances meant I broke into the central and stole my papers in case the Council would want to find me. How very smart of me that was.
"Why are they after you?" Eric asked again.
Man, I thought he was smart enough to figure it out on his own. You didn't have to be Einstein to know the answer.
"What do you think?" I hissed, narrowing my eyes. "The Council is after me."
"Why? Did you piss them off, too?"
"That's what I don't understand either," I answered cynically. "I'm such a good slayer, right? I mean, I can't even imagine anybody could do better than me. First I let you kill everybody, then I didn't kill you, then I drank your blood," I glared at him. "Who knows? Maybe they wanna honor me."
"I see," Eric nodded. "You are wanted because you didn't accomplish your job."
"Pretty much," I smirked. "Dead or alive."
"What do you mean dead or alive?" Eric head snapped up.
He stared at me and surely, I was wrong but I felt something strange through the bond… a hint of worry… It disappeared as fast as it came so I didn't have time to analyze the feeling.
"Alive would be better I guess but I don't think it would be a big deal if I died. I'm a huge threat to them."
"They are afraid of a little girl like you?" Eric laughed and I glared at him.
He exactly knew I wasn't just a girl. He knew what I was capable of doing. I could have killed him if I wanted to.
"I'm a threat because I know the system. I bet you still don't have any clue how we work."
Though I didn't have any clue what happened after the vampires came out, I was almost 100% sure the Council was still cautious about them.
"We are working on the subject," he growled. "Maybe you could…"
"Don't even think about it," I pointed at him. "No way I'm going to tell you anything."
"I could always force you," his mouth curled up to an evil smile.
"Do you know where could they take her?" Bill asked, before I could answer, reminding me he was there, too.
"Ah, no. If you want me to guess, I would say somewhere out of the States, maybe an island, but I really don't know. The Council's locations are top secret."
"Can you find it out? Do you have any contacts?" Eric asked.
"Sure, there's Jimmy. Wait, you killed him. Then there's Erica. Too bad, you killed her, too," I glared at him.
"Okay, I get it. I killed everybody," he growled frustrated.
"But if they want Sophia, they will let Sookie go," Bill wondered.
"Eventually," I nodded.
Obviously, sooner or later they would find out they got the wrong person. Only God knows what that meant to me.
"I know somebody who maybe has a contact with slayers. You can go home for now," he waved at us.
Oh, well, thanks Master Eric, I groaned mentally.
"Bubba is waiting at your car. He will be with you at nights," he added. "Don't mention his name. He is very sensitive about his past."
"I feel honored by your concern about me," I smirked.
