A/N- Holy smokes! Look at all those reviews! Seriously, you guys are fucking incredible. I'm so happy that everyone is enjoying this story so far! I have gotten many reviews asking me to write in Eric's POV so they can see his reaction to finding Sookie and his precious 'Vette missing! So, I did. I just spent like, three or so hours on this chapter and it is now two in the morning! Gah I'm so tired.

Anyway, there's something I need to tell you lovely readers. It's about Sookie. Some of you may find that she lacks common sense and has bipolar like mood swings. Remember that she has been a prisoner for years and is psychologically damaged. She is very impulsive and uses her instincts to survive. Not everything she does will make sense because she is obviously traumatized and has not realized that yet. I hope you all understand this and enjoy this chapter!

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I awoke from my daytime slumber content and well rested. Last night I had carried my amusing little human inside and put her to bed. She had struggled when we entered the bedroom and I briefly pondered why. She had been so sedate in my arms and then suddenly she fought my grip, hell bent on jumping out of my hold. I later realized she probably thought I would force myself upon her. I smirked a little at the thought. I had never raped a woman in all my long years of existence. Most all of them had begged me to take them. The fact that Sookie was disdainfully uninterested in me sexually made me excited. A challenge, perhaps. I pondered the thought of how long it would take me to bed and drink from her.

I made a vow to myself that I would not glamour her, but use all of my charm to entice her into coming to bed with me. Taming a wild human sounded like fantastic sport, and I had never been so excited.

I loved her spunk and attitude. It made me want her even more. Watching her resist Felipe and backtalk both him and I was quite stimulating. I had never wanted a human more.

Of course, it wasn't just her spitfire personality that made me lust for this human, but she was also extremely beautiful. She is quite obviously part fairy. Her delicious heritage contributes to both her striking features and delectable smelling blood. I grew aroused just remembering her fair scent.

I rose that day to begin day one of the wooing of Sookie Stackhouse.

Unfortunately, Sookie had other plans.

When I exited my bedchamber I caught whiff of her delicious scent, but couldn't hear her footsteps or heartbeat.

I scoured the house but did not find her.

What the fuck?

She couldn't have possibly escaped. There was no way.

Unless…

Bobby.

I cursed my daytime man and grabbed my cell phone. I hit number 3 on my speed dial and he picked up on the first ring.

"Mr. Northman, what can I do for you sir?" He said quickly.

"When you dropped off the materials today, did you perhaps see a woman?"

"Um, y-yes, sir." He stuttered.

"Did you speak with her?"

"Uh-uh, y-yes sir."

"Didn't I give you specific directions, to not interact with anyone in this house?"

"Y-yeah."

"What did you say to her?"

"I-I just told her that I was doing your bidding a-and left. That's it, I swear, sir!"

"What did she say to you?"

"Sh-she a-asked me to h-help her l-leave."

"And did you?" I growled into the phone.

"No! No sir! I promise you I didn't do anything!"

My teeth clenched. "Be over at my house in five minutes, or else." I hung up, and threw my phone against the wall. It shattered into a million pieces.

I stormed over to the door that led to the garage, punched in the code, and threw it open.

The site in front of me is one that I will remember for the rest of my life.

My precious Corvette was gone. And Sookie's scent was everywhere.

I roared and pounded my fist against the wall, smashing right through it.

I momentarily cursed myself for leaving the keys in the ignition. Pam was constantly bothering me to stop doing that.

A few short raps at my front door indicated that Bobby had arrived. I threw open the door and saw him standing on my front porch, cowering below me.

I grabbed him by his collar and forced my glamour upon him.

"How did the girl escape?" I snarled.

"I don't know." Was his vacant reply.

"You didn't help her at all?"

"No."

"You did nothing to assist her?"

"No."

"She said nothing to you about a plan to escape?"

"No."

I raised my fist and smashed it into his face.

Bobby had nothing to do with this, but I needed to let my anger out and he was the closest thing to hurt.

He groaned in pain and I released my grip on his shirt.

"Leave. You remember none of this."

He scrambled back into his car and drove away.

Fuck!

I calmed myself and regained control of my temper, reminding myself I had a second option.

Last night the girl had been weak from blood loss. And I, acting on impulse, fed her a few droplets of my blood while she was sleeping. I was intrigued by the girl and desired to form a small connection with her.

I opened up our weak bond and could feel her moving farther and farther away from Shreveport. She was still in my car and driving very fast.

I burst out of my house and flew into the sky.

I followed her presence through the bond. I barely noticed when it started to rain. I was intent on finding this brash human. I was flying over a thick forest and suddenly felt that she was close by.

I landed in a clearing of trees and took in another shocking sight.

My car had crashed into a tree and was completely and utterly destroyed.

Rage bubbled inside me and I tore through the trees, searching frantically for the infuriating girl. I quickly found her stumbling through the branches. I could tell she was having a difficult time seeing through the rain and dark.

I felt her fear through the bond. She obviously had felt my presence.

Quickly becoming excited for the hunt, I quietly stalked my prey. It wasn't until she began to run that I lunged for her, wrapping one arm around her waist and my hand around her mouth.

She squirmed and tried to fight her way out of my grip. This just increased my arousal.

"Well well well. What do I have here? The thief who stole my car, and then ran it into a tree in the middle of a forest? Did you really think you could get away from me, little one?"

She clawed at me desperately; I chuckled darkly at her pathetic attempts to free herself.

"What ever shall I do with you?"

I brushed my fangs against her neck, yearning to sink them into her soft flesh and drain every last ounce of her blood.

SOOKIE'S POV

I closed my eyes, waiting for the familiar sting of sharp fangs sinking into my flesh. Eric's hot breath tickled my neck and unshed tears pooled up in my eyes. Please. I mentally begged. I braced myself for the inevitable pain that was sure to come. His fangs lightly scraped my skin and a tear made its way down my cheek. Then, he did something surprising. He scratched his fangs up my neck and to my ear.

"You know, I was considering releasing you, little one. But you obviously had other plans," He said softly into my ear. "The fact that you destroyed my car disturbs me," His voice then turned to pure venom. "What disturbs me even more is that you were capable of escaping from my home."

Tears and raindrops poured down my cheeks with reckless abandon.

"Since I know that you have no source of income, I will allow you to reimburse me for the damage bestowed upon my car in…other ways." I could feel him smile in excitement against my ear and I trembled. "However, we have not addressed how you were able to so easily leave my house. I will ask you nicely. If you answer me truthfully I will not bite you until further notice. How does that sound?"

I gained control over my tear ducts and willed myself to stop crying. His hand was still over my mouth and I took deep breaths through my nose.

"Well?" He asked impatiently.

I didn't really have much of a choice. If I refused to tell him, he would drain me now. If I spilled my secret, he would drain me later. It was pretty much a lose-lose situation for the human and a win-win situation for the vampire. Why is it always like that?

To make it simple, I had two options: Die fighting, or die fighting later. Another lose-lose situation for Sookie Stackhouse. What's new? I gathered the last couple ounces of my will to live and chose the second option.

But I didn't have to really tell him how I escaped. I figured a one word answer would do nicely for now. I nodded against his hand, indicating I was ready to answer. I could feel his smugness rolling off him. He removed his hand from my mouth and waited anxiously.

"Bobby." Was all I choked out.

I am a horrible Christian. But I stopped believing in God four years ago so I guess it doesn't really matter. I was risking someone else's life to save my own skin. Selfish. I know. And cowardly. But I wanted to live long enough to see my brother and friends again.

"Ah yes," He said, stroking my neck with his hand. "I assumed that would be your answer. I really wish I could believe you, little one; however Bobby told me he did nothing to aid you in your escape."

I let out a shaky breath.

"How do you know he's not lying?"

To my surprise, Eric threw back his head and gave a laugh.

"You're a survivalist, you know that, Sookie?"

I held still and didn't answer.

"You would make an excellent vampire." He whispered in my ear.

I had been told, many times actually, by Felipe. But he never followed through with it. He liked my blood too much.

"I glamoured him." Eric explained shortly.

Oh…well…duh.

Damn. I thought I had a chance.

"He told me nothing out of the ordinary. He brought you the materials I requested he bring and left. All in less than five minutes," He continued, "I asked him specifically if he gave you the code to my security system and he denied it."

He leaned in closer and I gulped.

"There's something different about you." He said quietly. "Something I cannot figure out. You are part fairy, obviously. Your blood reeks of fae. But that's not all. You are something else entirely." He mused.

"I'm just a human." I said weakly.

"So you say."

"I swear, I'm just an ordinary person who wants to go home. Please." I can't believe I was begging him. But the fact that I was so close to returning to Bon Temps and failing miserably just took the fight out of me.

"You're lying," He said. "I can smell it.," He breathed in my scent for emphasis. "I can smell your fear." He added, in a whisper.

He chuckled quietly.

"Do you fear me, Sookie?"

Yes. "No." I tried to sound convincing, but it was pathetic, even to my ears.

"What a liar you are, Sookie."

I tried to control my trembling hands and uncontrollable heart beat. Happy place happy place happy place. I'm going to my happy place. I thought desperately. But Eric's velvety yet venomous voice broke my reverie.

"I don't want you to fear me." He said unexpectedly and I swear I didn't hear him right.

I gathered my wits and let out a calm breath. "Then let me go." I pleaded.

"I don't think I can possibly do that." He growled, inhaling loudly against the back of my neck.

My instincts were telling me to slap, scream, cry and get the hell out of here. But I knew the idea was useless. I would never be able to overpower a vampire, not even a newly made one, let alone one that was over a thousand years old.

Before I could protest he scooped me up in his arms and shot into the night sky. I shrieked and instinctively threw my arms around his neck. I swear I heard him laugh quietly. I squeezed my eyes shut against his chest. Thankfully, the rain had drastically slowed down and would probably stop in the next few minute or so.

Don't look down, don't look down. I thought frantically.

"I should just drop you," He said suddenly. "Rid myself of such an irritating human."

I clung to him even harder.

"But first I want to find out your little secret…and have a taste of your blood."

I almost let out a sigh of relief. Almost.

I lost track of time and gave up trying to find out how long we had been flying for. As much as I hated doing so, I pressed myself into his chest and held onto him for dear life. Falling to my death was definitely not the way I wanted to kick the bucket.

I finally opened my eyes when I felt him descending back to the land. When his feet hit the floor I could have kissed the ground in relief. I quickly untangled myself from him and turned my head to face the other direction. He growled and set me down on my feet.

I looked around and realized we were in the back parking lot of Fangtasia. I could hear the thundering music and loud voices from inside the club.

"Pam." He said, and suddenly his child appeared right in front of us.

She wore an amused expression and I swear I saw a glint in her perfect blue eyes. Her mouth was lined with red lipstick and the corners were quirked upward. She looked like she was holding in a laugh.

"Eric, what happened?" She said in a bored voice, but her expression suggested she was anything but.

"It is nothing of your concern. I need you to call my car insurance agent immediately. Tell him my car has been totaled by a thief and I must speak with him tomorrow night regarding the damages done to my car and any other things that need to be accounted for."

"A thief totaled your car?" She asked incredulously, looking at Eric, then me, then back to Eric again.

"Pam this is not the time," Eric snarled. "Carry out my orders immediately."

The younger vampire's face reverted completely back to its uninterested self.

"Yes, master." She said, and turned on her heel, and walked back into Fangtasia.

Eric's hand curled into a fist beside me and he grabbed my hand and hauled me into the back entrance of the club.

The minute I set foot inside a truly awful thing happened- at least a hundred voices bombarded my brain. Vulgar thoughts of sex, drugs, and more sex invaded my mind and I gasped out in pain. I clutched my head and fell to my knees on the floor.

Eric was beside me in a second.

"What is it?" He demanded.

"N-nothing," I managed to whisper. "Just a bad headache."

I thought I heard him mutter "Bullshit." But I could be wrong.

He picked me up off the floor and set me on my feet before pushing me into his office.

"Stay here. Don't even think about leaving. I will be back shortly."

And then he left.

I collapsed onto the leather couch against the wall. For the past four years I hadn't needed to raise my mental shields for people's loud thoughts. To say I was rusty was an understatement. Even behind the office's closed door, I could still hear the dull background noise of people's thoughts and feelings. I tried to gather my shields as best I could but failed miserably. Working at Merlotte's had helped me improve my mental guards, but I never was really able to master it.

Oh shit. Eric was totally going to find out, and when he did, I was in big trouble. My first thought was run.

And I did exactly that.

I burst through the office door and ducked down quietly and ran through the dark hallway toward the back exit. I had no idea where I was going or what I was going to do, I just knew I needed to get the hell out of there. And fast.

As I passed the men's room a man stumbled out and I quickly got an idea. Acting on my instincts I inched closer to him. I could smell the tequila on his breath and his thoughts were a drunken mess.

"Hey baby," He slurred and stumbled toward me. "Where you off to, so fast?"

"I was actually hoping to get out of here, care to help a girl out?" I said the first thing that came to my mind, in my best seductive voice, which was pretty bad, considering my voice was shaky because of the adrenaline coursing through my veins.

"Of course, darling, anything for you." He grabbed my arm and pulled me outside.

"Where's your car?" I asked.

"'Round front." He said, and he dragged me toward the front of the parking lot.

I glanced around quickly and saw a vampire I didn't know at the entrance checking ID's and collecting cover charge. I prayed to God that he didn't know of my…relationship with Eric.

The man's car was parked in the very back of the lot. I got a disturbing fuzzy mental image from his brain of him and me in the back of his car. I tried my best to throw up my shields.

He opened his car and we climbed in.

"Wanna know how much I charge?" He murmured in my ear. I flinched when his putrid breath hit my face.

I took a moment to gather myself. "I'll give you anything you want once you get me home."

Suddenly, the drunken man became very angry.

"No! You'll pay me now!"

"I promise I'll pay you later, just please, get me out of here!"

His intoxicated mind could not process my words; he just picked up on my denial.

"Bitch, you'll pay me now!"

He grabbed my head and smashed his lips into mine.

My panic mode set in and I fought as hard as I could. He was not a vampire, he was just a human, and I could fight a human.

He yanked my hair and I cried out in pain. I raised my hand in hopes to stab him in the eye but he caught it in mid air-surprisingly fast for a drunk. I was so startled that I didn't even realize him ripping at my still damp shirt. He grabbed the collar of it and tore downward, enough to expose the base of my bra. I tried to slap him with my other hand but he beat me to it, backhanding me across my face. I yelled and he smothered my scream with his disgusting lips.

No no no no no no! This can't be happening again!

This wasn't fair, why did men always have to degrade me by rape?

Before I could even begin to answer this rhetorical question I heard a roar and the man's car door was ripped off its hinge. With some kind of incredible boost of strength I pushed him as hard as I could off of me, and sprinted out the passenger door.

The first thing I saw was woods, so I ran for those. Running into the woods seemed to be a reoccurring theme, tonight. I made it to the edge of the woods in record time. I was, actually, the fastest sprinter on my softball team in Senior High, and still am pretty damn quick, especially with all this adrenaline and extra strength I had somehow obtained.

Unfortunately, another reoccurring theme tonight was Eric catching up to me and grabbing me from behind.

He snarled in my ear. He was pissed. No, pissed was an understatement… More like infuriated.

"You can't follow anyone's orders, can you? This is the second time you've tried to escape today and this is the second time you have failed."

He spun me around so I was facing him and he slapped me-hard.

I gasped in pain as the stinging from the other man's slap rose in my cheek, combining with the more recent one from Eric.

He grabbed my elbows and pulled me into him.

"I'm a patient man, Sookie Stackhouse, but right now, you are testing the limits of my patience."

Once again, tears stung my eyes and I shook with fear. Tonight sucked.

"You will tell me now," Eric growled. "What are you?"

Out of nowhere, courage bubbled up inside me and I looked him straight in the eye.

"Fuck you." I spat.

I expected the slap but was still a caught off guard when I felt the familiar sensation against my cheek.

"That's it." He said. He grabbed my face in one of his big hands and forced me to look up at him. I felt a tug at my mind and knew he was trying to glamour me.

"What are you?" He growled out.

"A human who hates your guts." I snapped out.

He looked momentarily shocked but then his eyes narrowed again and the pull against my mind increased considerably.

"What. Are. You. Answer me!" He roared.

"None of your damn business! Now stop trying to glamour me, it won't work, you dick!"

I could feel his anger rolling off of him in waves and his fangs were fully extended. His eyes blazed with fury and I shrunk away from him.

"I will put you through hell if that's what it takes." He howled.

"I've already been living in hell for years," I seethed right back. "You want to kill me? Kill me! Or I'll just end up doing it myself."

"You are a foolish human." He spat out. "You know nothing of hell!"

"Then why don't you just send me there?"

He let out a menacing growl, flung me over his shoulder and shot into the sky. I could practically see from his blank mind images of my dreadful fate. I went limp over his shoulder, and prepared myself for death.

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You liiiike? Kinda a cliffy, I suppose. Oh, and I should let you know that since school has started I won't be updating as much. But mark my words, I will finish this story! I promise you! Now remember to feed the review hippo. He's starving! Numnumnumnum.