The Viking In shining Armour – chapter 9
Disclaimer: I still don't any of the characters in the story, however the plot is mine :)
A/N: What's my excuse for not updating forEVER? Um, I don't really have one..:/ sorry. Forgive me :(
Quick update: Sookie and Amelia have finally met Bill Compton and he has asked to take Sookie on a date…and she agreed!
Chapter 8: The Viking in Shining Armour.
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Fangtasia
7:30 pm, three days later
General POV
Eric was pacing in his office, his face a mockery of the true emotions bubbling under his face of calm façade. The noise of the door handle being turned, which Eric heard but chose to ignore, was made and Pam stepped into the office, silently. Momentarily the crazed noise of the bar poured in but then Pam let go of the door and it swung back subserviently into its place, once more blocking any noise either way. Almost immediately Eric spoke.
"Pamela, your presence is not required at this moment. You have done enough damage as it is," Eric hissed without even turning towards his child.
"I apologise, Master…" Pam began, but Eric was fast losing patience. Quick as can be, he had backhanded her and she lay scrambled, half way across the room, her hurt ego outweighing the hurt from his forceful smack. Pam lifted her face towards Eric, her eyes pleading with him.
"I will do better next time…" pam tried to speak.
"There will be no next time, Pamela," he snarled. "You failed me. You will be punished, of course, but I have no desire to waste my time with you right now."
Pam's face was the opposite of what Eric's calm façade showed.
"B-but sire, I want to help. I will find where Compton plans on taking her. L-let me h-help." Pam's stuttering was all that Eric needed to disregard any leniencies he may have felt towards her. It was embarrassing, irritating and completely unacceptable that Pam had failed to stop Sookie from meeting the idiot Compton. Pam had failed in a direct order and this was inexcusable.
"Silence," he spoke softly and immediately Pam stopped, her eyes almost frozen with fear. Many a-times in her early years, she had faced Eric's wrath. Today, however, seemed more intense and this scared her. How could this slip up of hers bring such a big uproar from her maker?
"I will see to any work that needs to be done. You will stay here. Is that clear?" Eric ground out.
"You can't go on your own, Master, Compton might have other helpers!"
"Other in the area cannot know about this arrangement…and you will just be a liability," Eric said harshly. Pam knew that Eric didn't consider her a liability, that he was just using this as an excuse to stop her from joining him, yet she couldn't help but flinch at his words.
"You have already shown your incapability in following orders, Pamela. You have a while before I can start to trust you again." Pam gasped at Eric's words and bowed her head.
"Please Eric, don't go alone. You could get hurt," she whispered, keeping her eyes focussed on the gleaming vinyl flooring. If Eric was affected, he didn't show it. With his face a mask and his dead heart a stone he spoke in a cool but resolute voice.
"Pamela, as your Maker, I am ordering you to stay in Fangtasia tonight. You will not under any circumstances try to follow me or Compton." He paused taking in Pam's glaring and defiant stance. He narrowed his eyes and fixed his own glare into place. "Are we clear?" He asked in a voice with more command than question.
At Pam's continued insubordinance, Eric's fangs snapped out and were followed by Pam's.
"Crystal," she spat out, throwing open the office door and storming out.
Despite the mess that Eric found himself in and the drama that was just waiting to unfold, he couldn't help but let a reluctant smile flit across his face. He couldn't blame anyone else for Pam's attitude, other than himself.
Bon Temps
7:45 pm
APOV
"I look like a walking clothes advertiser!" Sookie moaned again. I sighed impatiently, trying to keep her still while I dried her curls into place.
"You mean like a model?" I asked.
"Well if that's what you want to call it," she said huffily, trying to pat down her hair. I slapped her hands away and saw her bring her hands down and curl them into fists. I stopped doing her hair and waited for her to turn around.
"Sorry," she mumbled and it made me cringe to see her usual snarky self so troubled and confused. "Sook, it's only a farce. You don't have to actually like him. You know just pretend…like we did in school." I said to her, trying to cheer her up a bit.
She took a deep breath and her chest, covered with green silk and ruffles, rose and fell with the mechanical motion of her rib cage.
"I'm finally going on a date and I can't even enjoy it fully because it's with a stupid vampire!" Sookie snapped, her voice slightly higher than normal.
"You're also finally going to La Rouge, your favourite restaurant since Jason's girlfriend took him on a treat and you look stunning," I grasped her hands and did a small twirly motion with her. She laughed and ducked under my arms, sashaying her hips and suddenly we were dancing.
"Don't think about it too much." I advised her in a serious voice. "Just enjoy the night, let him be your knight in shining armour and all that jazz," I added. She smiled wryly at me.
"Amelia darling, are you telling me to stop worrying? The queen of worry is advising me to stop worrying?"
"Oh shut up, I said hiding a smile, I only worry about you because you're the only one who is in danger." I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. Sookie's face suddenly lost the radiant smile and she suddenly looked haggard.
I was at a loss of what to say to her, so I silently stepped back up to her and finished doing her hair. A quarter of an hour later and she was all set to go.
She had gone up to get her wrap and handbag when the doorbell rang. I jumped and shuffled towards the door, simultaneously telling Sookie to hurry the hell up.
I opened the door and Bill Compton stood there. All dark and handsome in his southern charm with a dinner suit on. My throat felt dry as he smiled at me, flashing his white teeth.
Oh boy.
I didn't invite him in. He hadn't gained either of ours trust, yet. "She's just coming down," I said to him in what I hoped was a confident voice.
"Of course." Dammit, even his voice was all velvety and refined. It's hard to be wary of a good looking and polite vampire!
His eyes lit up and I turned in time to see my favourite girl descend the stairs. My breath caught in my throat…gods she looked...beautiful! Her green gown flowed freely from her waist downwards (she had said, that the less on display the less temptation) and golden curls cascaded down to just above her breastbone.
She looked, and here I snorted at my own stupid joke, but she looked just life a faire-princess!
She raised an eyebrow in my direction, having obviously 'heard' what I was thinking.
"Good evening, Miss Stackhouse," he stepped forwards, closer towards the front door and held out a hand toward her.
"Shall we?" and Sookie nodded finally overstepping the front door step.
She glanced back at me, and I couldn't help but feel like a parent. Like how a father would feel when his daughter went on her first date. I smiled at her and gave a small wave, squashing down my obscene thoughts about vampires from her.
I felt a bit uneasy but I kept telling myself that this was important. Sookie needed protection from vampires. Who could be better than the vampire next door?
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Bon Temps, outside Sookie's house
8:06 pm
GPOV
A cool breeze made the leaves rustle and Amelia shuddered a little, subconsciously rubbing her arms to push warm blood into them. She watched as Bill let Sookie down the path and towards his car. She watched as he pulled into gear and slowly pulled out of the driveway. She watched as the car sped away with them inside.
And she turned to go inside.
Not for one moment did she consider that Bill might be the real danger and Sookie was falling into a trap.
Nor did she notice a silent, tall and blonde figure following the car slowly through the sky.
In the dim lighting of the sky, Amelia turned her back and went back inside to the safe, vampire-free confines of Sookie's home.
A/N: Next chapter will be the last 'flash back' chapter. I know this is short, but it was either this or nothing for another month. So please review?