Author's Notes: Hello my dear readers!

Here is the next chapter of Beautifully Undead and just as I have promised, it is Eric's POV! Yay!

I hope you enjoy what I have created for you. I really had a lot of fun writing this chapter and it didn't take me very long at all. I hope this chapter answers the questions as to why Eric wanted her to become a vampire. :)

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XOXO-SharaMoon


"And are you going to tell me who that was?" Pam asked.

"She is Godric's other child." I stated without looking over my shoulder.

"Why haven't I heard of her until she nearly broke my arm off?" She scoffed.

"There was no reason why you should have known of her. She left, with my help." I shook my head, laughing harshly. I picked up a vase that was on the table and I threw it; needing some kind of release.

"Oh, now was that really necessary?" Pam scoffed. "More crap that I will have to clean. Thank you for that, Eric."

"Pam…leave." I spoke, a command clearly etched into my words.

"You sure you want to be alone?" Her voice was softer and I smirked.

"There is no reason why you should worry about me. I will be fine."

"Sure you will, Eric. You just lost your maker and you're long lost…sister or whatever you want to call her just showed up." She stated. "Yeah, you are okay."

"I will be. Now leave."

She didn't disobey me this time and for that I was thankful.

I sat back on the bed and rubbed my hands over my face, only to come back with bloody hands. I could have growled. How could my long existence turn against me? Pam was right, I lost my maker and my 'sister' just happened to show up. I wasn't fine, but like always it was my burden to bear and I would do it alone as I have before.

Sookie was alive and well. That was truly a big shock on my part, but I couldn't deny my relief as I looked into her eyes. They held so much contempt though. She has changed and I have noticed it. She isn't the brooding girl that I remember, but I could not tell you she changed for the good either. No, I was disappointed to be truthful. She wanted to be free and I thought it would have brought her happiness, but it didn't seem that way when she stood in front of me. She even said it herself- something that I wasn't expecting. I thought she would lie, but she didn't. It wasn't working well for her.

Where has she been for so long? Where could she have gone to make us believe that she had met her True Death? There were too many questions I had and I didn't know if I was going to get an answer. She came and went just as quickly as she had when we were together before.

Thinking about her brought me back to when she was human. I still remember her scent; such a tantalizing and beautiful scent that would never be lost in my memory. It was burnt in there, just as much as her face was. What did draw me to her? It wasn't only her blood, but that was a factor; one that I will not lie about. Sookie simply had a way about her when she was alive. When I stumbled upon her, she was out in the night; which was something that was frowned upon back in those times. She was a woman. She may have been a Viking, but women weren't in battle as much and Sookie she was no warrior as a human.

She wasn't scared of the night and she truly wasn't scared to see a Viking that she happened to spot in the night. To be honest, I was there to feast. I broke away from Godric when I smelled the most delicious scent on the wind. Sookie drew me in, but she had courage not many women had. I watched as she waved to me that first night with no fear in her eyes, just curiosity.

I didn't know what to make of it and I backed away, totally forgetting that I came to feast on her. I couldn't do that and you ask why? I was intrigued by her, I wanted to watch her, and I wanted to protect her. It was a concept that Godric didn't believe in those times. Humans were far and few to gather respect of a Vampire. Godric had changed over the years, but that always stuck with me. Humans are weak and boring creatures, but that was the exception. Sookie was my only weakness and she made me want to be the man that I was before I was turned. A scary aspect on the whole when I really think about it. Why would one human girl make me change my thoughts?

I had always been happy to be a vampire. It was the gift Godric had given me, to walk the earth with him in the night, under the moon and stars. But with Sookie I wanted to see the sun again, it was as if she gravitated toward me in a ball of sunshine, something I had not seen in a year after being turned. Even if she was yards away from me at the time, I could almost feel the heat that she radiated off her body and I found that I wanted to be as close to that as possible.

I never told Godric of this girl, but he knew something was different about me. He never spoke, but even after just a year of traveling with him, I knew him very well; enough to know when he was thinking about the times that I would go off by myself and feed. Little did he know that I wasn't feeding at all. No, I went to watch the girl that would always be waiting for me to return.

One day I tried to glamour her and it wouldn't work. That was something that I had never came across before and it messed with my mind. All humans should be able to be glamoured, but she wasn't. I left after that, knowing that I shouldn't have been around her. That if Godric figured out about my side trips, he would be upset. We were meant to stay hidden and I didn't do that. I stood in plain sight and I even helped her when she was about to fall. I touched her and that is another thing I would never forget.

It was hard on me because I simply smelled her closer and her blood sang to me, but I wouldn't bite. I couldn't mar her skin in anyway. It was too beautiful for that and she was more important to me than just a feed.

I couldn't go back, it was something I knew I couldn't do, but I couldn't help it. Something felt wrong. We were just about to leave Sweden for good, but I turned my head to the side and I caught her scent on the wind and yet it was much stronger; potent. I didn't think as I sprinted away from Godric and I was afraid, he felt this and followed. Something that should have weighed heavily on my mind, but didn't. All I could think about was Sookie and why she could have been bleeding.

I followed her blood trail into a small town square and I looked down on her. She was nearly dead; her blood was in a pool around her. It was hard to resist reaching over and drinking the blood from the ground, it smelled that delicious, but I held out. I did it for her, because I knew she was going to die. I didn't want that, I couldn't have that. I couldn't watch her die when I knew there was another life that she could have. She could be with me.

I wouldn't watch her die because…I loved her.

I knew I couldn't be the one to do it, to change her. I would end up killing her; her blood was too inviting to me, but I knew my maker could do it. So I didn't think as I asked him to save her. He was hesitant, but he did it for me. He knew how I felt for this girl through our bond and he didn't judge as he leaned over and saved the girl that was nearly at deaths door.

I waited for three days and when she finally woke I thought she would have been happy. That she would feel happy to live and go on with life. It might be different, but at least she was alright. I was wrong, very wrong as I watched her cry in Godric's arms.

I cannot tell you how much I truly hated myself, because she was right. I damned her to this life and I didn't think about what she wanted. That is one reason why I asked Godric to let her go years later. I couldn't watch her be sad anymore. I simply couldn't. I cared about her too much to watch her to hate her life, so I helped her reach the dream she always wanted. She was free and I hoped for her happiness, even if it killed me to watch her walk away.

To see her now and to see that she hasn't reached the happiness she was looking for was a sad concept in my mind, one that I didn't want to think about and yet I couldn't stop the thoughts from coming. What is she looking for? What could she possibly want in life?

She says she doesn't hate me, she isn't angry anymore and it is a relief on my own un-beating heart, but that relief falls short when I looked at the loneliness in her eyes. Deep pools that went on forever. Something tells me that she has seen and done more in the world than I thought she would have. I have no idea what she does and where she goes, but I want to.

I also want to know how she can walk in the sun and why exactly did she smell a lot like fairies.