Hope you're enjoying this story, this chapter will be slightly longer than usual, and some of the M rating will be appearing in this chapter, so be warned! Please review, so I know what you're thinking
Helaina OUT!
Eric sat on the chair in his office, looking off at nowhere in particular, and trying his best not to snap at his child. "Pam, I already know of this. There is no need to repeat yourself."
"The girl is completely out of control!" Pam continued, as is she hadn't even heard her maker in the first place. "We sent her to that fucking expensive school for a reason: to be rid of her trouble! Now that she has grown up, the trouble will only get worse!"
"Your right..." Eric said thoughtfully. "She has grown up..."
"Eric!" Pam snapped. "Please, concentrate, what are we going to do about this?"
Eric said nothing for a moment, only stared at the blank space ahead of him. "We do nothing, but continue as we did before she left. I'm sure that she won't be as much trouble as you think."
"Eric." Pam snorted. "She takes after you. Of course she's going to get into trouble!"
As if on cue, a bright cheery voice filled from the entrance of the bar. "Daddy, I'm ho-ome!"
A small smile graced Eric's lips, and a few seconds later Freyja came bursting through the office door with a grin on her face. "Sup homies, what's hanging?"
Eric's eyebrow raised as she threw herself on the couch in the room, kicking off her shoes and making herself comfortable. "I have lived for over a thousand years, and I must admit I don't understand a word you just said."
Freyja smirked the Northman smirk. "I picked up a few things from that school you sent me to. But other than a different vocabulary, those people are so boring! I couldn't wait to get out of there!"
"And you managed just that, by sleeping with your teacher." Eric said.
"Good girl..." Pam muttered under her breath. Freyja looked at her and winked knowingly, Pam chuckled in return. "Well now that she's here Eric, what do you plan on doing with her?"
"I plan on putting her to work." Eric said immediately, finally standing from his desk. "Pam, leave us."
Pam looked between the two of them and let out a loud huff, before leaving the room reluctantly, slamming the door behind her. Eric walked around his desk and then sat on the edge of it, so he was facing Freyja. "We are making a trip to Dallas."
"Godric's gone missing, hasn't he?" Freyja asked, not looking him in the eye.
Eric froze. "Yes, he has. I take it you learnt this from Bill and his human?" Freyja nodded. "Yes, well, you will be meeting them tomorrow at the bar where Sookie works; from there you will take a plane to Dallas, where I will meet you shortly."
Freyja nodded. "Good, I want to help Godric in anyway I can. What do you want me to do?"
"Have you been practising?" Eric asked, leaning closer to her.
Freyja smirked and raised her hand, flicking her finger ever so slightly and sending Eric's desk to the other side of the room... And Eric flat on his backside. "Of course I've been practicing, but I never really needed to."
Eric was up in an instant with his fangs out warningly. "Freyja..." He growled. "Do not humiliate me like that again."
Freyja pouted, and rose from her seat. "But nobody saw it, and I promise I wont tell a soul..." She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around the tall vampire, sighed contentedly. "I missed you, Eric."
Eric didn't hesitate to return the embrace. "And I you, my little minx... But I must ask something of you."
"Anything."
Eric pulled her back gently and looked into her eyes. "Do not let any vampire think he is stronger than you. Do not hesitate to use your powers any more, but... Under no circumstances are you to tell them what you are. You must promise me this."
"I promise, Eric." Freyja nodded. "I haven't told anyone yet, and I won't until you think it's time. Just promise me that this isn't going to end badly."
Eric placed his hand underneath the girls chin and raised it up. "I promise you, this will not end badly for us. We are going to find whoever took Godric, and kill them."
Freyja grinned. "Good. Is that the work you were talking about earlier?"
Eric took a step back and turned to his desk, pulling it back to it's proper posistion and the walking round to the back of it. "That is part of the work I was talking about." He said, reaching into the bottom drawer and pulling out a large brown envelope. "But until then, and after we return, I will set you to a different kind of work." He opened it up and then handed it to Freyja. She eyed it curiously before reaching inside and pulling out several different documents. A birth certificate, a driving licence, two deeds and another licence.
"What is all of this?" She frowned.
"This is you." He said. "You have never had any of these before, and with you growing older I realised that having these would make your existence a little bit easier to explain. Oh and by the way, your age is now-."
"Twenty-one!" She squealed. "Oh my God, you made me twenty-one? Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She climbed over the desk and squeezed him as tight as she could.
"Freyja. Please let me go, you're stronger than you look."
Freyja immediately released him and crossed her legs on the desk, looking through everything else. "What are the deeds for?" She asked.
Eric took his seat and rested his elbows on his knees. "One deed is to my house, which once you sign will belong to you. It will still belong to me, but with you owning the property it will stop unwanted vampire's from entering. The other deed it to your studio."
Freyja froze. "You mean you-."
"Yes."
"The place by the-."
"Yes."
"The one with the-!"
"For the love of God, Freyja, yes!"
"SQUEE!" She yelled, jumping on him for the second time. "Thank you so much! Oh my God, I have to go check it out now!" She jumped up from his lap, by Eric had caught her wrist and was pulling her back down.
"You haven't looked at the last one." Eric pointed out.
Freyja dropped everything onto the desk and found the one she hadn't looked at properly yet. "A bar licence?" She said. "What do I need this for?"
"To run a bar with." Eric chuckled.
"I don't own a bar." Freyja said.
"But I do."
Freyja gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "Eric, oh my, does this mean..." She gulped. "Does this mean I get to work here?"
Eric nodded, but when tears began to form in the corners of the girl's eyes, he stiffened. "Freyja, what are you doing? Stop it."
She punched his shoulder. "I'm crying, you dumb-ass!"
"Well stop it. I thought we were done with that nonsense when you reached six."
She punched him again. "I'm crying because I'm happy." Her arms flung themselves around his shoulders. Eric smiled and hugged her back. "Thank you Eric."
"Anytime, my dear. Now get to work before I fire you."
She pulled back and wiped away her tears. "What? Now?"
Eric nodded. "Pam opened the bar the moment you came in, it should be full by now. So get to work."
Freyja smiled and rushed across the room, throwing her shoes on and running out of the door without a glance back. Sure enough there was the pounding of music and the smell of sweaty humans filling the hallway, and Freyja couldn't help but think she was now home. She pottered down the corridor and walked into the main room, opening the bar and walking behind it. She relieved the bartender, and he gave her a shaky thank you. He was human, and wasn't to keen on serving the vampires there, and Freyja was more than happy to do so! She had grown up here, and her curiosity got the better of her when she was younger. She learnt how to mix the drinks and enjoyed every second of it. Eric knew how much she wanted to work behind the bar, and now she could.
"Hey, darlin'."
A deep southern voice snapped Freyja from her thoughts, and she looked up to see a dark haired vampire eyeing her lustfully. "Are you on the menu?"
Freyja scoffed. "You wish. Now order a drink or piss off."
The vampire's eyes narrowed to slits ass he ordered a true blood, which Freyja fetched like a good worker. Although she was half tempted to serve it cold...
Two hours later the place was really buzzing. Eric was sat on his throne, watching as some slut spun on a pole in front of him, smiling seductively at him from time to time. Pam was by the entrance flirting with every female that walked through. While Freyja was beginning to feel the work take its toll on her. She looked around the room, finding the man she relieved earlier, and called him over. "Can you take over for a little bit? I need to grab something to eat."
The man nodded, his brown hair falling into his eyes. "Sure thing. I'm Josef, by the way."
"Freyja." She smiled. "I'll be right back."
She excited from behind the bar and walked over to the stage where Eric was sitting. The slut looked at her angrily, obviously pissed off that her little show had been interrupted. "Fuck off." Freyja snapped. "Go find someone to blow for a minuet or two."
The slut was about to snap something back, but Eric barked: "Do as she says."
She jumped back and then climbed down from the stage, hurrying out of the room.
Freyja stood in front of Eric and placed her hands on her hips. "I need to feed."
"Out of the question."
"What?" Freyja yelled. "Eric, I need to!"
"There I no draining in my establishment. What you do is no different, and I will not allow it. Now get back to work."
Freyja huffed and stormed back to the bar, dismissing Josef and busying herself as best she could.
"Human!" Someone snapped.
Freyja twirled round to see yet another vampire looking at her, first impatiently, but then hungrily. She looked at him, noting that he was rather handsome, and would perhaps be a good distraction; even if only for a moment. Freyja put on the best smile she could manage and walked over to him. "What can I get for you?" She asked.
He didn't answer immediately, just looked her up and down, taking in every detail. "I'd like a piece of you."
Freyja's smile twitched, but she kept it on her face. "Well I'm not on the menu, so what else will it be? We have all kinds of-."
The vampire grabbed her wrist in an instant, pulling her halfway across the bar and smashing some of the glasses in the process. "I said: I want a piece of you."
Freyja glared at the vampire with pure anger burning in my eyes. She could feel the anger inside of her bubble, forcing her power to flare dangerously. She knew that Eric had told her not to let any vampire think that he was stronger than she, but she didn't want to start a panic in his bar. And try as she might, her hunger was getting the better of her. A small shot glass in the hand of someone on her far left caught on fire, sending a terrified human reeling back and dropping the glass to the ground, stamping out the fire as quick as they could. The power was about to flare again but Eric was behind the vampire as quick as Freyja could blink, grabbing him by the neck and raising him from the floor. "She is mine!" He spat.
Both of Freyja's eyes widened. She knew what that meant, but never had he claimed her before!
"I'm sorry!" The vampire struggled. "I didn't know!"
Eric threw him to the ground as if her were nothing. "I want you out of my area by sunrise."
The vampire nodded and then shot from the room. Eric however grabbed Freyja's arm, muttered for Josef to take her place, and dragged her into his office. "I told you to defend yourself, not to set alight shot glasses!"
"I couldn't help it!" She shot back. "I need to feed, I told you that! I tried to control myself, but I'm too hungry!"
Eric stared at her, his fists slowly unclenching. "Fine." He said, waving his hand. "If you can go and grab that vampire from earlier, I doubt he would have left just yet."
Freyja nodded, walking up to him and placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. "Thank you..." Then she shot from the room.
Eric raised his hand up and placed it on the spot where Freyja had kissed him.
"Hey!"
Fredrick's head shot around, only to see the delicious bartender from earlier. "Why hello, beautiful. Have you come back for some more?"
Freyja smiled seductively, reaching up and untying the ribbons from her hair, allowing it to cascade to her lower back. "Yes, actually I am." She took a step towards him, her high heels crunching the gravel from the parking lot. She then lowered her hands to the buttons of her blouse, undoing them one by one. The vampire, however, seemed to have no patience as he rushed over to her and ripped the blouse from her body, picking her up and carrying her to the back of the bar, only to push her up against the wall. Freyja gasped happily, wrapping her lags around the handsome vampire and weaving her fingers through his hair. "Hurry up..." She moaned.
He growled at her, reaching underneath her skirt and ripping off her panties and forcing his fingers inside of her wet core.
"Ah!" She threw her hands hands above her and rocked her hips to his ministrations. "Mmm..."
The vampire growled again and pulled his fingers out, only to pull his zipper down and thrust inside of her in a flash. Freyja screamed in pleasure, her back being scratched painfully on the brick wall behind her, and the vampire's teeth only inches from her neck. She was so close. So close, she could feel the orgasm beginning to rise withing her.
"Mmm..." She purred, lowering her arms and grabbing the vampire's head between them. She lifted it so that he was looking her in the eyes, and something within him became trapped. His body continued moving at vampire speed, but his soul was frozen to the spot. Freyja's head edged towards the vampire's her lips only inches from his, and she whispered. "Thank you..."
Her lips crashed down onto his, and she fed...