Eric
He had been watching Sookie sleep, drawing light lines over her body, completely mesmerized by the feelings he was getting from her from her dreams. He had never been bonded to a human before. He had never found any human worthy of it, and he never thought he would. But now he knew what Isobel was talking about in Dallas as they stood there watching the Fellowship of the Sun base camp. They felt so much more than vampires did. It pained him to know she was also right about their temporary lives. Sookie would grow old. That he had no qualm about. But eventually, she would die, whether from outside forces or from old age. She seemed content with one lifetime with him, but was only one short lifetime enough for him?
"You've made me proud, my Viking," a familiar voice called to him.
Eric looked up and saw Godric. He knew he was not really there, but it comforted him, seeing his maker, feeling his pride and joy. That was the effect Godric always had on Eric, and now it was only when he came to him in his mind that Eric felt such utter content. Having Sookie in his arms, knowing she was now fully his, knowing they needed only one more blood exchange to be bonded forever left him feeling so complete. "Godric," Eric whispered, trying not to wake Sookie.
"I was afraid you would never know love," Godric smiled. "I am glad to have been wrong."
Eric looked a Sookie for a moment before looking back at his maker. "I loved you. I still love you."
"And I you, my child," Godric assured him.
"I feel – many new things," Eric said softly. "Godric, you know how difficult these feelings are for me. He felt a burden lifting from his shoulders, telling all of this to Godric, who always knew what to do, what to say. He needed his maker now. He needed his guidance more than ever.
Godric was quiet for a long time. "When I saw you first, you were glorious. You fought with such vigor. I had never seen your equal in my then thousand years. But there was a sadness in you, my child. You had not known enough love in your human life. You were so willing to die for your people, for your men, for your pride. But not for love. When you were wounded, I knew you had not had enough time. There were so many things you had yet to see, so many things you had yet to feel. These are all so new for you because you did not feel them even in your human life. You are but a child again, learning to walk for the first time. I wish I had taught these to you better. For that, I am truly sorry."
"No," Eric argued. "You taught me all you could, and it was more than enough. You made me who I am, and for that I will always be grateful. You did teach me to love, Godric. You taught me to love you. It is what you taught me that made me open my heart to her."
Godric's gaze wavered to Sookie then. "Your human is strong. She is stubborn, like you," he smiled slightly. "You have chosen well, my child."
"But she is human," Eric said quietly. And finally, he admitted his deepest fear to his maker. "I am vampire. She will die one day, and I will go on alone for eternity. I find myself torn over this. One life span is not enough for me. I want forever."
"She has bonded with you," Godric reminded him, looking at him again. "She may be willing to turn eventually. You must never give up hope, my Viking. Hope is all we have in his vast world."
"And if she chooses death?"
"Then you must let her go," Godric said quietly. "It is the burden you must bear, my child. That is what I condemned you to. That is the curse of eternity. You will never know how sorry I am for that."
"I do not regret who I am. I am glad you made me. I am glad I was able to share a thousand years with you, even if it was not enough. We should have had eternity, Godric, you and I. We should have had forever."
Godric smiled sadly, his eyes portrayed a million emotions. "It was my time, Eric," he said softly. "I am sorry for what I said on the roof. I did not mean we are all wrong to be here. It was only I that was no longer made for the world."
"I do not believe that," he said stubbornly. "The world has been a darker place without you."
"Nefertari told me the same before I met the sun," he smiled. "The world will be a darker place. I do not believe that. Look at you now. You shine brighter than the sun."
"She is here, Godric. She is still in mourning for you, as am I."
"I know," Godric's tone became even lighter as the sadness took over. "But Nefertari is strong, as are you. I gave you both everything I could, and I know you will do me proud."
Both their heads turned then, sensing something at Fangtasia. Neferari. She was angry, furious even. Eric looked back at Godric, but he was gone. He pulled Sookie closer to him, trying to feel her warmth, trying to find comfort in the lonely pit Godric had left him in this time. Softly, he leaned down and kissed her forehead before getting out of her bed. He wanted nothing more than to stay with her like this forever, but something was wrong. He quickly wrote Sookie a note and threw on his clothes. He went to the window and flew out. He had a feeling he was going to regret leaving. He took out his phone midflight and quickly dialed Pam.
"What?" she answered in a bored voice.
"I need you to watch Sookie tonight," he said. He wasn't really surprised their little orgasmic episode hadn't entertained her for long, though he did expect her to be at least a little happy about it.
"Chow is free," she said.
"Pam."
"Fine," she sighed. "And I take it it'll be all hush hush again?"
"She's asleep but I doubt she'd be happy to know you were spying on her?" he said shortly. Sookie needed to feel like her own person, he understood that. She thought she could take care of herself. All her little run ins with danger and his sleepless days over them were enough to prove she couldn't. But she would never listen to him. That didn't mean he couldn't protect her without her knowing.
"And here I was hoping we could have a girl night," he could hear the smirk in her voice. "I am dying to know if you're still as good in bed."
"Do not make yourself known unless she is in danger," he ordered, and smirked slightly. "And I am."
"Fine," she said. "And danger would include Bill I'm guessing? After all, he must be pissed about the blood bond."
"Especially if Bill comes. Only if she seems distressed," he added as an afterthought before he hung up. Sookie needed to speak to Bill, he knew. She would not be fully comfortable with their bond without that particular conversation for a reason that was beyond him. Why he needed Bill Compton's seal of approval, he had no idea. But Sookie did, and he could give that to her. Of course, if he hurt her because of it, Eric would finally have his reason to end Bill, their current arrangement notwithstanding. He pushed the thought, however happy it made him, to the back of his mind as he flew to Nefertari.
He caught a scent in the air and he tensed. No, it couldn't be, could it? He pushed himself faster, knowing he might already be too late.
Nefertari
She pressed her 6 inch heel tighter on the bitch's neck. She was just dying to stick the heel into her heart and end her right here. Catherine, the bitch who actually thought she could take Godric from her. She had warned her long ago, in King Arthur's court. Mmm the knights had been so delicious. "I'm waiting for a reason not to kill you, Catherine, even though it would bring me great joy."
"Nefertari," Catherine smirked up at her. "You would do well not to kill me. I'm not here to see you. I have a message for Eric the Norseman."
"From the AVL, I take it?" Nefertari pushed a little harder. Even her voice, after all this time was excrutiating. "I had heard that you had become their bitch. Bending over for so long must hurt deeply."
"Not all of us are as stupid as you," Catherine said. "We know when to heel."
She hissed and pressed her foot down harder. "You should be careful with your words, bitch. Especially when I'm the one with my foot about two seconds from ending you now."
She looked behind her and smirked. "Glad you could finally join us, Eric. I take it you wore your human out."
"In my office, now!" he barked.
He had no power over her, but he was still sheriff. And if this bitch was here because of the AVL, she knew it would not be smart to make Eric seem weak, not with their impending war. He reached down and grabbed Catherine by the neck before speeding them into Eric's office. She threw her on the couch and readied herself in her battle pose.
She was so ready to end this bitch. Though, the true death would not be nearly enough to make her pay for her treachery. Nefertari wanted to make the bitch suffer before she ended her. Maybe she would take a page out of Eric's book and encase her in cement for all of time. But she'd put her in agonizing pain first. Unfortunately, she would have to wait a little while longer. But long ago, she had decided that she alone would be the bringer of Catherine's true death. It was only out of her love for Godric that she had let the bitch go, though it was only a head start. Eventually, she knew Catherine would slip and their paths would cross again. That was the promise she had made Godric, for his happiness, for his peace of mind, for his love.
Eric slammed the door behind him. "What is going on?" His eyes flickered to Catherine. "What are you doing in my area?"
"She brings news from the beloved AVL," Nefertari said with a smirk.
Eric tensed slightly, still keeping his composure but his eyes betrayed his true intent. He would kill her if need be. Excellent, Nefertari thought. He was a worthy advocate. "Speak," he growled at Catherine.
Catherine looked from Nefertari to Eric, smirking at them both. "Your efforts will not work. The AVL knows of your plan and we will crush you."
"You know of nothing," Eric spat, though he exchanged a glance with Nefertari. This could only mean one thing. There was a traitor in their midst. "You can relay to your masters that there is no plan. We simply wish to remain in peace."
Catherine laughed. "You think us fools? Talk of your rebellion has reached our ears."
Eric was quiet for a moment. A million emotions passed through his face. "Is that your only message?" he asked finally.
"No," Catherine said after a moment. "I also came to ask of Godr—."
Nefertari was on her before his name even dropped from her unworthy lips. Catherine was an even bigger fool than she had thought. She grabbed her by the throat, ready to end her now. "You dare even speak his name," she hissed.
Catherine tried to claw at her hands but Nefertari was much older than her. And she had overstepped her bounds. "I loved him," Catherine hissed.
"And yet you betrayed him," Nefertari spat. "You were not worthy of his love, and you proved it."
"He understood!" she gasped. "He forgave me!"
"It does not matter. He is gone and it is because of you," she tightened her hand. "I will have my revenge."
"Nefertari," Eric growled.
She winced at his tone, but did not let up. She knew he was wondering now what they were talking about. She could practically hear his mind buzzing. But she could not tell him. She had evaded his questions before by simply telling him Godric had asked her to release him. But that was not the entire conversation. How could it be? After all, she had loved Godric more than even herself. He was her sun. He was her freedom. He was her everything. She had gotten to the bottom of his reasoning and she had felt the bile come in her throat by the end of that phone call. She had been torn between staying put, as he had asked, finding the bitch she held now, and going to Dallas that moment. In the end, she had chosen to stay in Egypt, as he had requested. They both knew Eric would need her eventually, especially with Godric's decision. Godric could not leave Eric completely alone, and she had agreed with him. With Eric's impulsive behavior, it was only a matter of time before the AVL stepped in. When Eric had called her, she hadn't been surprised. In fact, she had been packed for weeks. After all, who knew how many clothes she'd need on her visit?
"I will kill you one day," Nefertari promised her. "You will pay for what you did to Godric. I give you my word on that."
"You think it was me?" Catherine laughed. "Godric was what you made him. And clearly you made him too weak."
Without any hesitation, Nefertari bit into her neck, completely intent on killing the bitch. But she was thrown off by Eric while she was preoccupied. She flew across the room and landed hard against the wall. She was up a second later, growling at Godric's progeny.
"Now is not the time to start a war," he said coldly.
His meaning was clear. They were not ready, and killing the AVL's messenger would surely ignite the fire. Nefertari growled as Catherine smirked at her. "Who's bent over now?"
Eric turned on her as he stepped into his offensive stance. "Leave. Now."
Catherine got up and dusted herself off. The mark on her neck healed. "You'll regret that, Nefertari. I promise you that. I take your leave now, Sheriff."
She was gone before they even blinked. Nefertari wiped the blood from her lips. "Touch me like that again, Viking, and even Godric will feel your pain."
He growled and picked up his couch, throwing it at her easily. I hit her and she flew back against the wall again. She pushed it off of her and stood, glaring at him, though she knew he was justified.
He was in front of her a moment later, towering over her. "Tell me what it is you're hiding from me," he demanded. There was no playfulness in his voice. She had hidden something important from him about Godric. She, of all people, knew the connection of maker and child, especially one like Godric and Eric's. He wanted answers now, and she knew she would have to give them to him.
Sookie
She was alone when she woke up, something she was actually grateful for. Not that she didn't love Eric, of course, but she needed time to think. She had made the second blood exchange with him. She had felt him. The power of his emotions were overwhelming to say the least. How the hell did they always hide them so well when they were that strong?
Did she regret what she had done? Even if it was in the heat of the moment? No, she did not. She loved him, and she was ready to be his fully. But what about Bill? She felt horrible knowing that she had just erased the bond between them, even if she was giving herself to another man. He had been her first everything. Sure he had hurt her, but so had Eric. And in turn, she had hurt them both as well. But to so cruelly tear apart the bond that had made her feel so safe for so long now just hurt her so much.
She sat up when she heard the knock on the door. She already knew who it was before she got up, quickly put on her robe. There was only one person it could be. She saw the note on her nightstand and picked it up to read as she went to open the door.
Sookie,
There was trouble at Fangtasia. I fear I will not be able to return to you before the sun draws me to my slumber. Come to Fangtasia tomorrow after the sun sets. There is much we still have to discuss, lover.
Until then, I will occupy myself with the thoughts of you under me. Or perhaps on top? I'm not particularly picky so long as I can still bury myself in your tight heat.
-E
She smiled slightly as she put the note into her pocket. She shivered at the memory of feeling Eric inside of her, of feeling him everywhere. But she forced herself to push it to the back of her mind. After all, she couldn't be all hot and bothered while she was talking to Bill. Not only would that be utterly rude, causing her Gran to turn in her grave at her utter lack of respect, but also, she was pretty sure Eric would feel it. And she definitely did not want him getting the wrong idea.
She opened the door. "Hi Bill," she was not surprised to see him at her doorstep, looking utterly frantic.
"Sookie," he drawled in that Southern accent of his. "What have you done?"
"I'm bonded to him now," she said quietly. There was no point in pretending it did not happen. After all, Eric had said Bill would feel the void where he had once felt her now that they had exchanged blood again. "You should come in. I don't think this is a conversation we should have on my front porch, Bill."
"Sookie," Bill implored, stepping into the house. "How could you bond to him? You know Eric is a master of manipulation!"
"You stop right there, Bill Compton!" Sookie glared at him. She hated that Bill really thought her that stupid. Sure, she had made mistakes before, but she was not his puppet to pull at the strings. She could whatever she wanted. And what she wanted was to bond to Eric. That was a decision she had come to all on her own. She was not going to let him make her into some damsel in distress that had been tricked into giving Eric what he wanted once again. "Eric did not manipulate me into anything I didn't want."
"You said you were done," he said quickly, changing tactics. "You told us both you couldn't be with either of us."
"I know," she said slowly. "And I meant it at the time. I didn't mean for this to happen, it just did."
"I know a witch," he hurried along, stepping towards her. "She can remove the bond. It will be painful, but only temporarily. We can fix this, Sookie. Then I can give you my blood and you can be mine again, and everything will be back to normal."
She stepped away from him. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. He was really so willing to put her through pain and suffering so long as she ended up belonging to him, literally. He wanted to own her, to control her. And it was suffocating. "Don't you dare, Bill Compton. I am bonded to him. I love him. Sure, Eric wasn't my first choice. Hell, there was a time when he wouldn't have been my choice even if he was the last vampire on this earth and every human was gone. But that's changed now. He's changed. And he's my choice. He's the one I chose to bond with. And I will not just break that."
"But why, Sookie?" he was practically begging and she found it slightly pathetic. Why couldn't he just accept it? Why was he making this harder than it had to be? "This is Eric. He does not change, at least not for long, not when he finally gets what he wants."
"I'm not a prize, Bill!" she yelled at him. "I'm not the trophy between this testosterone battle you and Eric have. I can make my own decisions, and I have. Please respect that."
"What does he have that I cannot offer you?" Bill asked. "Money? I have enough. Power? I am King, Sookie. Sex? I may not be as experienced as him, but I can learn. And I can make you feel as good as he does. I can take care of you, Sookie. He'll only hurt you. But I have everything he has. I can offer you money and sex if that is what you prefer. I will even make you Queen if you wish."
"Bill Compton, what kind of girl do you think I am?" she demanded, growing angry now. She knew Eric could probably feel her anger and she hoped, just this once he wouldn't rush to her defense. He would likely kill Bill, and though she wanted to slap Bill silly right now, she still didn't want him dead. She did still care about him, just not enough to fall for what he was saying. Sure she had made a lot of dumb mistakes before, but she liked to think she was smart enough to know he was just trying to cause doubt in her mind. "I am not with Eric for any reason other than the fact that I love him. Now I think it's time for you to leave."
She tried to step forward to lead him to the door but before she even put her foot down, he sped at her and pinned her to the wall. "I can make you feel like he can, Sookie," Bill said desperately. "Just let me try."
"No," she cried when he crushed his lips to hers. She tried to fight him off, but he was too strong. She was utterly powerful. He forced her knees apart and put his hands under her robes, roughly rubbing her mound. Tears were pouring down her cheeks as she still tried to fight. She managed to scratch him enough to draw blood, but he did not relent. "Bill, please stop!"
He had just pushed a finger into her dry core, making her cry out in pain when suddenly, the door flew open and Bill was thrown off her. Sookie fell to the floor, pulling her robe tighter around herself as she cried. She had never felt so violated, and from Bill Compton at that. She did not think he had it in him, but clearly she was wrong. She looked up at her savior, expecting to see Eric about to end Bill. Instead, her jaw dropped when she saw Pam standing between her and Bill, ready to pounce.
Hope you guys enjoyed it :D Don't hate me too much if you actually like Bill. I for one do not like the love triangle he has been glorified into in the show! Anyways, let me know your thoughts on the chapter please :D And also, thank you to everyone who read and commented! It really means a lot!
And yes, I am adding a lot of the whole maker/child thing, particularly with Godric. I loved Godric's character and I really like diving into his history, even if I'm just making it up. And I really love the whole maker/child bond, especially with Godric/Eric and Eric/Pam. It's such a contrast to Lorena/Bill, which was a failure in my opinion. Anyways, yeah don't worry, there will be lots more Sookie/Eric. I just didn't like how they kind of destroyed Pam's character in the last season and I want her to redeem herself as the bad ass sexy vampire she is. :D anyways yeha that's all for now. Byeee x
