AN: BIG THANKS to my beta The Viking Trubie for editing this chapter. Also, thanks to all readers in general and especially to that of you who decided to review, follow and add the story to their 'favorite list'.

1. As always I remind you that English isn't my first language, but thanks to The Viking Trubie I believe you won't see a difference.

2. Characters are OOC.

3. It's Eric/Sookie story. Not pro Bill.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TRUE BLOOD OR SVM. MOST CHARACTERS WON'T BE MINE. THEY BELONG TO HBO AND CHARLAINE HARRIS.

Chapter 10

Add Fuel to the Fire

EPOV
Since last night, I have been restless. A small, mostly-human woman got under my skin...badly. I had suspected that she is some kind of a witch whom put a spell on me. After analyzing that option, I decided against it – my maker wouldn't allow her.

After her departure from last night, I took two fangbangers to my office and realized with some panic that sex with them is…really unsatisfying. Truth be told, I have never given this act much thought since fangbangers have started worshiping me. But this time, they smell repulsive to me. I bit one of them and almost gagged. What the fuck?! I made them come pretty fast and just threw them the hell out of my office.

Witchcraft seemed pretty possible. Feeling furious, I walked to the bar, scaring half of the customers to death and ordered Longshadow to serve me some bagged blood. The most stone-face vampires had a shock pictured on their faces. Well, fuck them!

"Master…" I heard Pam's worried voice next to me. I almost rolled my eyes.

"What?!" I barked. I wasn't in the mood for talking – my cock was still semi hard and I wanted something to drink. Particularly, something served from the vein of that beautiful blond goddess...I moved a little to hide the effect the vision was having on my body.

"Were the fangabngers not to your liking?" she asked innocently and I felt my rage building.

"Are you serious?" I growled. She raised one eyebrow. "They smell and taste like fucking shit!" I hissed causing the vermin standing near me to run off. I had had enough of this place for one night.

I was pissed at fucking Sookie Stackhouse. You do not leave any man in such a state and walk away! In a blink of an eye, I was out of the bar and in the air. Somewhere between Shreveport and Bon Temps, I stopped. What am I doing? I'm flying after a woman I met a few hours ago like some…love sick puppy. I winced. I am far from love, sick and puppy. I turned back the other way and arrived at my most secluded house. Even Pam doesn't know where it is.

I closed our bond and decided to stop thinking about a certain waitress. I snicker. Sure, she is beautiful…well, maybe not a classic beauty but something caught my eye. Her smell is definitely something out of this world. Honey, wheat, sunlight…and those purple flowers that were growing next to my village. I can understand why Compton was bothering her. I was about to fly to her after one meeting…I couldn't control my cock and fangs around her, so a young vampire such as Compton is completely lost.

I ponder this for a moment. She causes such a reaction to every vampire and that means I have to claim her – like yesterday! Some vamps she will cross paths with may not be a gentlemen. I frowned again. About being a gentleman…I guess I didn't act like one tonight.

I landed in the woods next to my cabin and walked along the path slowly. Finally, when I reached the door I decided to send her some flowers. Something was telling me that she likes flowers and despite her heated reaction, her legs won't just magically open for me the next time we see each other. I actually felt excitement. Women were just throwing themselves at me every night. All this effort that I have to put in to truly claim Miss Stackhouse reminds of the good old times of chasing after women. I smirked – I could have so much fun with her!

My cell phone started to ring. I raised my eyebrow seeing Godric's number.

"Master." I greeted.

"Eric…I have important news about your assignment."

"Of course."

"The night after tomorrow, Miss Stackhouse will be taking part in the pack meeting of the Long Tooth pack. I e-mailed you the details about the case." he said matter of fact. I almost growled. I despise werewolves greatly. They are nothing more than animals...as well as brutal and stinky. I felt something strange in my belly thinking about Sookie going to this meeting alone.

"I will escort her." I said with a sternness in my voice that surprised even me. There was a moment of silence on the other side of the line. Finally, Godric sighs.

"Her kin is very…agitated. Personally, I think he shouldn't send the girl. She still knows nothing about our world and weres as her first case…" he trailed. I hold my cell harder.

"Yeah." I whispered. "I will keep her safe. Worst case scenario, I will gain a new wolf rug." I joked finally.

"She is going to stop a potential war, my son. Do not start another." Godric warned me and hangs up. Great…I took off my clothes and laid down. At least Miss Stackhouse will not keep me bored.

When I woke up the next evening, the sun was barely setting. Yesterday, I had no reason to meet Sookie, but tonight…we have to work out a strategy for the pack meeting. I text Pam to inform her that I won't be at Fangtasia until later, in a few seconds, I finished showering and dressed casually. I paced in my room like a lion in a cage while waiting for sun to set fully. Finally, when it became dark out, I was out and in the air. I decided to go to her workplace first since it was closer to Shreveport. Plus, I don't have her home address. I need Ruben to find out who hid all this info about her. Whoever it is, is a very talented hacker.

I land next to this poor excuse of a bar and snicker. When she agrees to be mine, she is going to quit. My companion will not work in such a hovel! Actually…when we will be together, she will have to retire from work completely. After all the sex I'll give her, she won't have the energy to be awake during the day.

I walked in and as always every set of eyes land on me. Except one – my Sookie was talking with Bill fucking Compton, who, if I remember correctly, was bothering her before. The younger vampire went rigid and my human moaned softly. Damn her, she should watch what kind of noises she's makes!

Finally, she turned around and looked at me. I smirk, seeing the fire in her eyes. I saw it for the first time yesterday and I already missed it. I walked to her slowly, again amazed by her bravery. If I were just some human, I might actually be scared by her look.

"Miss Stackhouse… Sookie." I purred to her and licked my lips. She followed my tongue and licked hers as well. She looked back into my eyes and blushed furiously – remembering last night I bet.

"Mr. Northman, Eric." she greeted sharply with a fake smile. That expression didn't look good on her. I raised my eyebrow and turned to Bill.

"Billy boy…" I whispered, my smile predatory. "is there a reason why you're speaking with MY human?"

I watched as his features harden. Sookie openes her mouth, no doubt to deny it, but I send her a very clear not now woman look and to my relief she snaps her mouth shut. It didn't escape me that she was basically shaking from anger, though. Oh, I hope she will show me her displeasure the same way like yesterday!

"I did not know that Sookie is yours, Sheriff." said Compton through gritted teeth. Great, he can call her Sookie too?

"Now you know." I stated simply. "Don't bother her anymore or I will take this as a personal offense." I added lightly and blinked at him. He was basically shaking from rage by now. He turned to Sookie, who was standing next to me with a very grim look upon her face. I noticed her gaze is unfocused and she paled noticeably. Is she feeling sick?

"Is this true, Sookie?" he asked imploringly. Is he serious? I just warned him! I felt my fangs come down. I was about to show him his place when I felt warm hands tugging me. I was completely stunned – someone was hugging me and I wanted to hug her back. I looked at Sookie who was watching me with big, begging eyes. I didn't like one bit the way they were shining. Just like she was about to start crying. She pointed discretely at the other tables. I looked around and saw every customer watching us. Most of them, especially the older women, had very disgusted expressions on their faces. I looked at Sookie again. She was very ashamed and sad. My hand, almost working of their own will, started to caress her back slowly.

"Please, don't do this here…It's hard enough for me already." She whispered so quietly that even I barely heard her. I realized that there is a very unpleasant sensation in my chest and stomach… Like my not-working organs were squeezed by a metal rim. It was almost painful and I needed to stop this shit! I clenched my jaw and nodded at her. To my relief, she smiled softly and her eyes were full of gratitude. Her expression left me somehow content – and this horrible feeling was gone. I measured Compton again.

"Just leave Compton." I hissed very quietly. "We will not make a scene." He looked around himself, sending me a hateful look and Sookie a pleading one, and runs off like a swish of air. My companion sighed with relief.

"Sit here!" she whispered to me. "I'll take care of you in a moment!" I chuckled at that.

"Well Sookie, I am looking forward to your attentions." I whispered in her ear and ginned like the cat that ate the canary. She blushed furiously. It is good to see my Sookie back. Wait…where did this came from? Unfortunately, she also stopped hugging me and took a step back.

"Can you be serious for a moment, Northman? Do you want some blood?"

"Well, are you offering?" I leered. She looked at me with raised eyebrows. I rolled my eyes. "I'll take a bottle. I don't care what type, I won't drink it." I sat at Bill's vacant table. My lovely waitress shakes her head and walks over to the bar. I observe her shapely bottom while she was ordering my drink. I admit that her shorts were sexy as hell, and the fact that every male here can watch her as well, was itching me the wrong way. She is definitely quitting!

She was back seconds later putting a closed, cold bottle of true blood in front of me. I raised an eyebrow.

"If I remember correctly, it is served opened and warm." I murmured. Sookie smiled at me brilliantly.

"You said you wouldn't drink it. All you have to do is pay for it." she said and blinked at me. I couldn't fight the genuine smile forming on my face.

"How clever…but I don't know if you work for a tip this way, Sookie." I flirted with her and waited to be corrected about her name. To my pleasure, she didn't, she just rolled her eyes.

"I'll survive." She looked at the bar where a black woman and shifter were standing, watching us as if waiting for some kind of signal. Sookie gave me an apologetic look. "That's nothing. They're just thinking about how to stake you if you hurt me." I snicker at that.

"Doubtful. And I will not harm you. I think we established that the last night."

"Well…you throw yourself at me somehow." She stated with a mock surprise. I opened my mouth to correct her that SHE was hugging me like a boa constructor, but I realized that Miss Stackhouse was flirting with me shamelessly. She was lovely with such flirtatious humor. I was about to say something to cause her beautiful blush to appear again, when a dark haired waitress walked to my table. She was strangely familiar.

"Sookie," she said with a fake smile. "You have other customers too, ya know." She turned to me and blinked…wait, what? Sookie's posture changed completely. Her smile disappeared, eyes got cold and her expression turned into one of disgust.

"Oh yes…You can take care of this customer if you want. I think you are more familiar with him, than me." She hissed, turned around and walked away. What the fuck just happened? I measured the girl again and then it struck me…I fucked her a few nights ago. I wanted to groan – with her telepathic abilities Sookie knew it of course. The waitress, whose name I don't remember, leaned on the table. Far too close to my liking.

"You came to visit me?" she asked with a suggestive smile. I looked at her again and hold her in my glamor.

"You are going to get the hell away from me, before I drain you." I growled lowly. She nodded with scared gaze and walked away.

The stinky shifter walked to me with, in his opinion clearly, intimidating expression.

"Sheriff, you have to leave. You won't glamor my staff!"

"She is unprofessional, dog." I growled.

"When Sookie acted unprofessional before, it was fine with you!" he barked back. The waves of jealously were emitting from him. Now, there are two people I want to murder. Sookie was walking to our small gathering, not bothered by the fact that the black woman was trying to stop her.

"I thought there wouldn't be any scenes tonight." She murmured with a sarcasm. "Sam…" She turned to the shifter and to add to my fury, she touched his arm lightly. "I will take care of him, trust me and don't worry!" she whispered with a surprising power in her voice. I felt something strange in the air around us. I have never witnessed such kind of energy before. The shifter smiled fatuously and nodded.

"Just be careful, Cher."

"Always. Can I finish my shift now? There aren't many customers." She smiled gently. I watched, flabbergasted as the shifter nodded at this. Did she just glamor him? Sookie turned to me with a look that surely could kill me if I wasn't dead already.

"We're leaving, Mr. Northman. You clearly can't stay in public places and BEHAVE." She whispered angrily. Well, that was fine by me. I shrugged and put some bills at the table. I stand up and heard Sookie clearing her throat.

"What?"

"You have to pay for Bill's blood as well."

"Wha…"

"You scared him off!" I bit my angry remark and threw another twenty bucks on the table. Sookie smiled widely, take forty dollars and handed them to Sam.

"Will you escort me to my house, sheriff?" she asked sweetly.

"Fine." I hissed. I should have put her over my knee and spank her for such behavior! How fucking dare she treat me like that in front of the shifter? On impulse, I turned to him and catch his eyes. "You won't remember what she said to me." I glamored him. He nodded. Miss Spitfire was waiting at the door. I vamped to her really angry. When we were outside, I took a hold of her elbow to stop her.

"Never, ever, talk to me like that in another's presence. Are we clear?" I growled. She squinted at me.

"You come here and make a scene, embarrassing me as well. You told Compton that I am yours and the hell I am! You threatened my colleague and was rude to my boss, who is also my friend. Now, all the people in there are calling me a fangbanger in their heads. My brother, my friends and coworkers are going to have talk with me about that. They find you aggressive and rude and some kind of a…monster! You made hell of an impression on them! I should have smack you in the head with my tray!" She yelled at me. I felt some electric charges traveling from her elbow to my hand. It stung a little. I looked down but saw nothing out of the ordinary. She snatched her arm from my grip. She was right. She was clearly upset and remembering Godric's instructions. I fucked up in every possible way. I sigh softly.

"You're right…" I admitted hesitantly. "I will watch my behavior more carefully around you the next time. But you have to acclimate as well…" That's the closest thing to apology I can give her. She stands straighter and raises her head proudly.

"OK. We drive to my house. Some patrons are watching us through windows." I only nodded and walked after her to the parking lot. I was surprised when she opened a brand new Mercedes.

"Nice ride…" I murmured.

"It's a gift I unfortunately was forced to accept." She shrugged looking at the car with torment. How often do you meet someone who is not happy for a brand new car? We were driving a few minutes in silence. Sookie doesn't live far from the bar, her house was secluded and near the cemetery. When we stopped, I vamped to her side and opened her door. She looked at me with a soft smile and mumbled a short thanks.

"Let's sit on the porch. I understand you want to discuss our meeting with wolves tomorrow." She said and sat down on the swing. "I apologize for not inviting you in, but my grandmother isn't expecting any guests tonight" she added politely.

"We're quite comfortable where we are." I sat next to her and use my legs to make it move. We were swinging for a few seconds when I finally spoke.

"Weres are very dangerous. They are beasts." I stated, watching her carefully. She was serious and calm. "I don't know how much you kn…"

"I know everything about their kind." she interrupted. "But I am not going to judge the ones we talk with by stereotypes." I sighed and turned a little to face her.

"I crossed many werewolves in my long existence and I have never met a decent one. They are very aggressive and resolve the matters using a violence." She smirk a little hearing this.

"I heard that vampires are violent as well."

"Wolves are even worse." I stated with power. "We didn't talk much last night." I watched with pleasure as she blushes.

"Yes, let's just say we were distracted." she whispered with a little laugh. I smirked at her. The tension between us was gone. "Truth be told, we didn't even talk about our…well relationship." She took a deep intake of breath. "I know that you were somehow forced to babysit me. I apologize that you are in such a situation. You should know that really wasn't my choice…" She stopped somehow testing the ground. Finally, she gulped and added quietly. "But you can't walk around and tell people I'm yours." She told me slowly. I felt anger again. Well, too bad, cause she is mine!

"That's the best way, the only way, to keep other vampires away from you. Like this pathetic Compton." I spat with stubbornness. She pursed her lips.

"I know that others understand that. I won't let them think that I am your easy source of blood and sex, because that is never going to happen!" she said angrily.

You can dream Miss Spitfire…I will have you.

"This is far more than simply sex and food…"

"We are not a couple!" she interrupted. "When that spreads in the supernatural community, I will be… unavailable for others." I felt my anger building more and more. The fuck she will be available for others!

"That's fine by me!" I leaned closer to her. It felt like last night on repeat. How in the hell is she able to anger me so fast?

"But not by me!" she leaned closer. "I am not going to live like a nun, because I am yours." she underlined the last words with a quote gesture.

I was about to ask if she wishes to whore around, as she puts it, but thanks to Odin I stop myself just in time. She would have tried to stake me, surely. Instead, I said something that shocked myself completely.

"Let's go somewhere." I suggested wondering what is wrong with me. Sookie frowned.

"What… like a date?"

"Well, vampires don't date but… let's call it a get-together." Her eyebrows went so high they almost disappeared in her hair line.

"And how do you imagine our get-together, Eric?" I ponder that for a minute.

"I can take you some place where you can eat…or dance?" Damn, I'm in deep shit if I am offering such things. Sookie's lips twitched a little. She was fucking laughing at me. "And then we can go some place where I can eat." I added watching her jugular very intensely. She blushed a little bit. Her blood was so close to the surface, that I bet if I lick her neck I would taste her blood type. My companion was observing me shyly and gulped.

"You just described a date. Two of them." she finally told me with a shake of her head.

"I admit I'm not an expert in this...can I call it wooing?"

"Yeah, you do quite a good job...when you are not being an asshole." She said smirking at me. " But that's not why we are here. You came to form a plan for tomorrow, damn, even a freaking evacuation plan, if they decide to turn us into a dog food." She was a little nervous now and avoiding my gaze.

I sigh and took a hold of her small hand. I don't know why I felt it was the right thing to do, but I did it almost instantly feeling very calm and happy. I waited patiently for Sookie to get a grip of herself. Finally, she looked me in the eyes.

"I will protect you, you have my word. I promised this to you and to my maker and I always keep a promise. Even the whole pack couldn't take me down. If it gets really nasty, we can always fly away. And by that, I mean literally fly." Running wasn't my thing, but I will not play a hero if it means jeopardizing Sookie's safety. She smiled at me, this sweet smile of hers.

"Well, I'm a little worried you know? I have never done things like this. Damn, I haven't even met a werewolf yet!" She leaned a little closer to me. I nodded, encouraging her to say more. "They might not be friendly towards me. I will be there to prove that one or few of them are doing horrible things. They will probably hate me." she whispered. Seeing her sad and unsure made me want to kill those wolves just for causing her this type of distress.

"You will be there to help find the missing women. And I will be right next to you, so don't worry." I said sternly, lightly caressing her cheek.

"Well, son, if you don't kiss her now, then you're a pussy." I heard someone spoke. I was instantly up with my fangs down and standing protectively between Sookie and the newcomer. It was an elder man supporting himself on a cane. He measured me with a cocky smirk. I was ashamed to admit it, but I didn't hear him…and he had no smell. That reminded me about the fucking drainers a few nights ago…I glared at him analyzing his whole posture. He was walking like a hundred year old man, but he looked relatively young. I have never saw a human walking so slowly and coughing like that. There was something amiss with him. Sookie gasped next to me.

"Niall!" she exclaimed while standing up. "What the hell are you doing here?!" I clearly heard panic in her voice.

Who the fuck is this Niall?

AN: What do you think Niall will do?

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