Memories of Midnight
True Blood Fanfiction
Written by Singingfrogs
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The monogrammed jeans that were draped over Eric's legs were capped in dirt for the entire world to see, the mud smudging his perfect pale complexion, intertwining around his figure right up to his hair. It seemed that Eric had chosen to walk this way as if he has remembered something from his past life.
He had no idea what was going on. A delivery van has sped past him, knowing that the Federal Express, whose association dealt with red, white and blue trucks that surprised customers with packages and happy events. Right now, he was not happy, he had no idea what was going on and it frightened him.
He couldn't remember how old he was; he had no idea where he lived, or where his family was. All he could remember were feelings. A deep base desire, something so deep that his bones ached to be near the woman of whom he knew so little about. What did she look like? Something was telling him that she had deep mahogany hair. What did she sound like? Was she loud or shy? All these things he was questioning, needing to know the answers, knowing that the tingling sensation that had engulfed his skin was due to this woman. A woman who he could not remember but he knew he would give up his life to save her.
But as he looked at the young lady sitting behind the wheel of the beat up yellow car his mind was telling him that he knew her, but the blonde did not seemed to satisfy his aching body, making him realize that she was not the woman who he needed to find.
Although, even though he was not attracted or drawn to her, her blood was singing to him. The smell of freshly baked bread was lifting to his nostrils, the vampire within him stirring as he fought to control his blood lust.
"You know perfectly well why I smell the way I smell." Sookie ensured, her eyes hard and emotionless as she attempted to push past her angry emotions as she studied him, knowing that something was seriously the matter with the ancient Viking.
"Like wheat and honey." He expressed, a frown engulfing his features as he looked to the left, his bare feet connecting to the wooden bark that lined the edge of the paved concrete road. "And sunlight." He finished, his eyes staring deeply into Sookie's eyes. He voluntarily unsheathed his fangs, creasing his cheeks as the large pearlescent incisors lengthen and shaped into the deadly weapon unique only to Vampires. Sookie could stop herself from jumping as Eric continued to growl and stalk towards her.
"Eric, I am not in the mood."
"What are you?" Eric asked, lifting his hands so he could scrutinize her further, struggling to place her in a world that has suddenly become very new to him. He was unable to retrieve a justifiable conclusion as Sookie pressed her foot to the accelerator, feeling the tired of her car skidding underneath her as she propelled her car in the opposite direction to Eric to protect herself.
However, Sookie must have travelled no further than 200 meters when she pulled her car to a stop and pulled the handbrake on. She took a cautious look in her rearview mirror and all she was greeted with was the various trees looming over the road, the dead leaves blowing like a small tornado in the wind. Eric has vanished. The next thing she knew his hand was curling around her neck as he leant his large arm and shoulders into the car to grabble for her.
Her hands fumbled for the handle of the passenger door. Her terror and anxiety was flooding around her body as she tried to escape, to get away from the vampire who wasn't himself. The creaking of the door vibrated around, symbolizing that she was able to remove herself from the car. With her feet firmly pressed to the dirt she flung herself from the vehicle, her breaths coming out in rasps as she sprinted down the alleyway that was overshadowed by the large looming branches of the tree.
She was unaware as to how quickly Eric was gaining on her. With his Vampire speed he was in front of her in a matter of seconds, his fangs still bared as he stared down at her, blocking her escape. Sookie, with a huff of displeasure shoved her feet to the ground, skidding a little as she raised her arm, her hand scrunched up into a tight balled fist before she landed a blow to Eric's nose.
"I am not your fucking dinner!" She bellowed, Eric could do nothing but gap at her, retaliating to her act of aggression as he brought his large palm towards his nose, feeling the single tear drop of blood travelling down his top lip.
"What'd you do that for? You broke my nose." He frowned, his hand hovering by his crooked nose as he looked towards Sookie who was glaring at him with exasperation.
"Oh please, it'll heal in five minutes. You're a vampire."
"I know I'm a vampire Snookie!"
"It's Sookie!"
"I know what I am!" Eric bellowed, matching her antagonistic tone of voice as he leant down towards her. "I just don't know who I am." He continued sadly, his eyes looking sorrowfully down at her.
"Okay," Sookie breathed, shaking her head as she realised the absurdity of the situation, her arms folded across her chest as she looked up at him. "What's the last thing you remember?"
"I don't know!" Eric snapped, his mouth hanging open as he looked down at Sookie's bored expression she was holding on her features. "I don't know." Eric muttered, adjusting his footing embarrassingly. "The sea maybe. A brunette woman. Home." He finished before he began to stare of into the distance before he started explaining to her everything he remembered in Swedish. Sookie could only stare at him with her mouth hanging open.
"Eric, focus. In English"
"Her eyes. Her cold, empty eyes. They were reaching into me. Emptying me."
"Okay."
"And it was her. But it wasn't her. She was in a—in a circle. Chanting. And, everything I was, was taken from me."
"And this is everything you can remember?"
"I recall various feelings and emotions. I feel drawn to someplace not far from here. I think it's a woman. A brown haired woman."
"Okay. Well I'll help you by taking you to someone who is far more educated and capable of dealing with this. But, there are some ground rules that must not be broken or you are on your own. You do not touch me, and you most certainly do not bite me." Sookie voiced, drawing a plan together to somehow get Eric to Robyn's home, knowing the young Packmaster must be worrying over the whereabouts of her boyfriend. Eric refused to say anything. "Oh forget it." She huffed as she headed back towards her car.
"It's fine." He started causing Sookie to turn and face him. "I swear it."
"Well let's go then. I don't know how long the woman I am taking you too see has been waiting for you." She expressed as the pair of them headed towards her car.
"I am grateful for this."
"Whatever."
0-0-0
She drank the black coffee and stared at the large file that was piled on the coffee table in front of her. A file of Danny Smithers. A situation that was weighing heavily on her mind. He always did. It seemed that even with him locked behind bars he provided the never-ending supply of anxiety, but with the knowledge of him on the loose resulted in her resolve to crumble.
She had crumbled onto her couch. The rich stains of a solo violin poured from the speaker like melted chocolate. She was hoping the sound of familiar music would relax her. To forget about Danny, and to ease the rising apprehension as she wondered why Eric was taking so long.
Robyn could hear the bow gliding over the violin stings, the melody of Bach's Suite no. 1 in G Major rising and falling like the swells of an ocean. She had seen and performed in an orchestra that presented this very same piece when she was only eighteen. When she had sat in the studio, her fingers warm as she pressed the strings steadied the bow. Those same fingers now shaking with anguish as she fought an internal battle. Her heart shrieking with terror demanding protection from Danny while her mind was screaming for her to get over it, to wolf up and do something about it. Her conflicting thoughts were preventing her to pick up her own violin and play, as her fingers would barely be able to hold the bow.
The young wolf was so wrapped up in her thoughts what she had not heard Alcide's feet pressed to the laminate flooring and hearing the clicking of her front door. It seemed that his voice vibrated through the house as he welcomed the visitors.
"Sookie." Alcide stated with surprise "I'm sure Robyn would appreciate the visit but now isn't the best time." Robyn could only replace the sheets of paper on her lap as she prepared to face the overbearing nature of Sookie.
"You bet your donkey it is. Is she here? This is important to her?" Sookie voiced, impertinence shining in her vocal expression as she shoved herself passed Alcide and invited herself into her home. "Robyn?"
"I'm right here Sookie." Robyn expressed wearily as she removed herself from the sofa, pulling the bottom of her T-shirt over the top of her jeans as she stood in the archway of her living room. Sookie had to do a double take as she almost walked past the star. The young lady who always looked so healthy, so confident looked fragile and weak as Sookie took in Robyn's gaunt features, her messy hair that was barley encased by the hair clip. Sookie knew the problem that Robyn has was sever just by the sheer appearance of her friend.
"By the looks of things you could do with the unneeded stress that accompanies the information that I am about to give you." Robyn just continued to look at her, her heartbeat rising as she realised something was wrong, something she knew nothing about. "I'm sorry Robyn but it's Eric." With that one sentence all she could do was stare at Sookie. The fear over took her. As her gaze swept into the darkness reaching towards her from the open front door. She felt the icy lick of fear because she knew that Sookie wasn't kidding, that Eric was in trouble.
"Sookie, you're seriously worrying me now. Where is he? What's happened to my Eric?"
"He's not…" Sookie started but was cut off immediately by Robyn.
"Spit it out Sookie! What the hell is going on?" Robyn shouted, her despair and distress enhancing the shrillness of her voice as she shoved herself towards Sookie who finally understood just how much the Viking meant to Robyn as she took in the emotional turmoil the young werewolf was suffering.
Sookie just moved to the side, allowing Robyn's eyes to fall on the figure that was heading meekly up her long driveway up the house. Robyn was struggling with the lump in her throat; feeling her emotions bubbling within her, trying to control the turmoil that was raging war at the very core of her being. Her body becoming numb with emotion, her senses heightened as she took in the man heading towards her.
Eric had Sookie's blanket wrapped securely around him to prevent Sookie ogling Eric's physic, a precaution taken on her part so she was able to concentrate on the road as she drove the pair of them here. But as Robyn studied her boyfriend she noticed how the man she loved had completely changed his demeanor. His shoulders were drawn back to enhance his size, his fingertips timidly rubbing against each other as if he was nervous about what was going on around him.
However, his expression was the one thing that scared Robyn the most. His normal scowl of indifference had vanished and was replaced with the manifestation of someone who had just woken from surgery. Confusion visibly shining within his eyes and his facial expression. The way he constantly looked at things as if this was the first time he had ever laid eyes on him. Robyn knew that he was lost, that something terribly wicked had happened because her Eric seemed to have been completely removed from his body.
"Oh my god." Robyn breathed, noticing the cracking of her voice as she walked towards him, seeing him stop in the doorway of his own home as the young Packmaster walked towards him. Alcide could only watch, his mouth hanging open in bewilderment at the swift change that had over come the Vampire he was slowly warming up too.
"Sookie, what the hell happened to him?" Alcide questioned as he continued to study Robyn who had walked over to her boyfriend.
"It's okay. You can come in, it's your home." Robyn said to him gently, her eyes focused purely on him as she tried to see if anything of her Eric remained. She grasped hold of his hand, noticing how Eric looked down at her with a frown of familiarity. He simply blinked down at her, allowing himself into the building on unsteady feet, unknowingly trailing muddy footprints onto the laminate flooring. "What's happened to you?" Robyn breathed with melancholy.
The young werewolf lifted her hand to his cheek, feeling his figure leaning over hers like he always did. Eric could only frown at her. Something within him stirred, as if remembering something from another lifetime. He continued to look at her, fighting with himself, yearning to remember, feeling so many emotions for this single woman who was standing in front of him, cupping his cheek as he basked in her beauty. Recognition suddenly flew to his expression, his eyes constantly moving as he looked at her, his eyes frowned a little as he lifted his own hand and rested his fingers to her chin as he looked down at her.
"I know your face." He stated, his features brightening at the prospect of remembering. "Robyn." He breathed, his lips moving into an uncommon smile. Robyn could do nothing more than smile at him, relieved that something of her Eric survived. "Robyn." He sighed once again.
0-0-0
"Good evening, Fangtasia. Northern Louisiana's most fangtastic club. What do you want?"
"Hey, Pam. It's Robyn." The young werewolf expressed, the phone pressed to her ear as she jogged down her steps with a towel in her hand. Alcide moved his face so it was lifted to her as he stood by the archway of the living room with Sookie on the other side, both scrutinizing Eric. "I thought you should know that Eric is here…."
"So? It's his house. Robyn, you already know this."
"Shut up and let me finished." Robyn snapped, cutting Pam from continuing her statement. "He doesn't seem to remember anything. He doesn't recognize his house. He barely recognizes me. He only knows my name." Robyn explained as she positioned herself into the centre of the archway and looked over at Eric.
Her boyfriend had the blanket pressed to his shoulders but he was no longer gripping it together as he bathed his muddy feet into the basin of water that Robyn had provided him. She could only smile at him fondly as she looked at his expression. His mouth hanging open, eyes watching where he dripped the water as he attempted to clean his feet.
Robyn just looked at the phone when she heard the other line going fussy. Robyn just looked towards Alcide again before she handed him the machine and headed towards Eric who continued to watch her. Robyn just ducked onto her knees, placing the towel into the water as she attempted to wash Eric's feet.
"Sorry, the water got cold" Robyn said to him as she started her work.
"Doesn't bother me." He said with a small shake of his head and a small smirk as he moved to look at her before he looked down at his feet again. But, as Robyn removed the dirt from his skin Robyn must have scrubbed a sensitive part of his foot as Eric lifted his foot away from her, laughing and smiling in the process as his eyes kept flickering to look at her. Robyn could do nothing but smile up at him. "It tickles." He finished with a smile. Robyn just snorted, before she wiped the smile from her face with her arm and then looked up at him with a serious expression. However, it seemed that her smile crept back onto her lips.
"I had no idea that you were ticklish." She laughed as she looked over at Eric who was looking as intently back towards her. It seemed that even without the help of Sookie he would have eventually found her. This was the woman who he was drawn to when he was wondering the dark roads of Shreveport. He had no idea that this was his house, he had no idea that he lived with the woman, and he had no idea why she was being so loving towards him. All he knew was the bond that was drawing him to her. It was obvious to him that he held a deep admiration for her, trusting her before he even knew her name. She was part of the past that he had forgotten. He cared for her enough for him to remember her name.
The Vampire could do nothing but look at her, his fringe falling onto his forehead and sweeping across his forehead as he leant towards her as she continued to concentrate on washing his feet. It seemed this motion caught her attention as she looked up at him.
"You are really beautiful."
"I've never heard you say that too me before." But, before Eric could even reply the front door of Robyn's home was shoved open at Vampire speed. Alcide had to suddenly grab hold of Sookie's shoulders to prevent her from injury as Pam suddenly appeared in the archway while Eric retaliated by getting to his feet to stand up to the new arrival.
"Who the fuck's she?"
"Fuck!" Pam snapped as she shoved her hands parallel to the ground.
"Sorry. Sorry, that was rude. I'm sorry."
"What do you know about what happened to you?" Pam asked but was greeted with silence. "You have to hide him?"
"And you think I don't know that." Robyn cried in exasperation.
"He's in danger."
"Pam. Right now I have far to much on my plate. With him in this current state I could be putting him in more danger."
"More trouble than he already is? Besides, with your pack you'll be able to protect him much better than I could."
"From what?"
"The witches who did this."
"Witches? You have got to be kidding me. How come I've never heard of Witches before? I can't protect myself from witches too!"
"Robyn, you've been dating Eric for 3 years, no one else it better to deal with this."
"Wait, I'm your boyfriend?" Eric questioned as he dropped himself back onto the couch. Robyn and Pam could do nothing but look towards him, taking in his raised eyebrows and confused expression as Robyn took in his bare chest.
"Pam, I'll be the first place they'll look."
"What else can we do?"
"Well we can't stay here. Alcide doesn't own the house in Mississippi anymore and with the press breathing down my neck any unusual behaviour on my part will be noted."
"For fuck sake Robyn, can you even hear yourself? This is the man you love we're talking about. I don't even know who the fuck you are anymore!" But as Robyn heard the desperation in Eric's progeny's voice she knew everything she was saying was a front. But it seemed that Eric didn't. With a lightening fast move the vampire shoved his hand to Pam and flung her across the room. Pam continued to slide across the laminate flooring of the hallway before Pam picked herself from the floor, removing her hair from her mouth and adjusting her dress as she strolled back into the room.
"Be nice to her." Eric stated with his raised eyebrows, leaning back on his legs as he glared directly at Pam.
"Robyn, I believe Bill set Eric up and sent him into that coven in Shreveport knowing it was a trap. Wouldn't be the first time he tried to get rid of Eric."
"I know the problems Eric has been having the Bill. I'm not an idiot."
"What problems? I haven't put you in harms way?"
"It's fine Eric, its nothing I can't handle."
"Oh, good."
"Promise me you'll do something. If Bill finds him I'm sure he would use this as an excuse to get the A.V.L to sign off on assassinating Eric. I know he wants to. Eric has to stay here with you, and no one can know."
"Pam, you don't understand what's going on at the moment. I have private information being leaked into the press. I have a psychopathic killer coming after me, which means everything I am doing at the moment is being watched. How am I going to protect him knowing anyone could be watching?"
"Please Robyn. You have to think of something." Pam begged. Robyn simply turned to face Eric who was shuffling the weight on his feet as he tried to prevent himself from getting involved with the argument as he concentrated on the ripples wrapping around his ankles.
"I own a cabin in the middle of the woods about 25 miles away. Eric had helped me remodeled the building and there is also a cubby for Eric. Is this good enough for you?"
"Whatever just keep him safe." Pam snapped before she bolted from the home she shared with Eric.
0-0-0
She turned the two dead bolts, pressed the button lock, and fastened the chain. Once she would have thought all these locks were a sign of paranoia; once she'd been satisfied with a simple knob lock and Eric at her side to protect her. But since Eric had lost his memory, and now that Smithers was on the loose it seems her life has changed, and her door had since acquired these gleaming brass accessories. She stared at her array of locks, suddenly struck by how much she had become like every other victim of violent crime, desperate to barricade her home and shut out the world.
Her brother had left, following out his orders to bring the pack up to speed as she prepared to show Eric where he was to sleep. She rested her head on the door before she filled her lungs with air, preparing herself for her next task, pushing away all her emotions as she looked towards Eric who was waiting patiently for her direction.
"Come on sweetie. It will be dawn soon and I don't think you want to get the bleeds." Robyn said to him gently as she held out her hand for the vampire who took a brief look down towards her offered hand before he took her hand and allowed himself to be guided up the stairs. Sookie could only watch.
Robyn walked the opposite direction to the bedroom she shared with Eric and led him towards one of the guest bedrooms that has never been used. Much like the rest of the house, the separate rooms of the buildings had the large light tight blinds that protected Eric from the sunlight.
"Here, you can sleep here tonight sweetie." Robyn smiled as she grabbed hold of a remote control and pressed a little button to control the blinds that started to cover the windows, preventing the vampire to see out into the garden below.
"Wow, I really do live here." Eric said with a smile as he watched her walking around to the other side of the bed to remove some of the cloths she had prepared for him earlier.
"This building was specifically built to protect you."
"And you live here? In my house?"
"Our house?"
"Our house. Sorry" Eric said with a smile, which resulted in Robyn to smile over at him "Are you mine?" he voiced, one of his eyebrows arched as he spoke towards Robyn.
"I am."
"Oh good. I'm glad someone as beautiful as you is protected." Eric said as he walked towards her, noticing how her cheeks had turned to another shade of pink as she blushed at his compliment. Robyn's heart seemed to swell a little at his statement. It seemed that even in his confused state, even when he had no idea who it was, it seemed that Eric still wanted her to be his. He obviously felt something towards her and she just hoped that affection would continue to grow.
"Thank you Eric. You have no idea how happy you have just made me feel."
"I just feel I have known you a very long time."
"Not as long as you hope." Robyn smiled. "Anyway here are some of your pajama bottoms that you normally wear to bed. There are also clothes in the draw for you to wear tomorrow. If you need anything I will be right down the hall." Robyn stated before she attempted to leave him to sleep. Eric however moved at vampire speed to block her exit, his large form towering over her as his shoulder slumped and his eyes stared deeply into hers. "Eric. You need to sleep." She stated as she rested her palm on his bare chest to prevent him coming any closer, the young werewolf attempting to keep her distance when Eric was in trouble.
"I just wanted to thank you for everything. That's all."
"You're welcome. But you need to get some sleep. The sun is already rising."
"What are you?" He asked, finally having the close proximity to her, finally determining the difference between the smell of Sookie's and Robyn's blood. It even smelt different compared to Alcide's.
"I'm a Werewolf, but I know you already knew that."
"Why do you smell so different compared to the others of your kind?"
"We don't know. You were helping me to figure out and research the possibilities before you lost your memories. Now, let me go"
"Of course."
"Thanks." Robyn said with a smile but jumped slightly when Eric's fangs involuntarily unsheathed due to his aroused state. Robyn had to struggle to prevent her smile forming on her lips as she realised she was the cause for his sudden feelings. He simply slapped his large palm to cover his mouth and to hide his sudden vulnerability, his grey eyes staring intimately into hers.
"Sorry." He apologized. Robyn just patted her hand against his chest, giving him her farewells before she headed out of the room and closed the door quietly behind her.
