Chapter X

"I still don't get what the hell we're doing here" Eric says looking at the small house in front of him.

"Well...You want to be on Sookie's good side, right?" I say turning off the engine.

"Doesn't mean I want to come here and indulge the guy's obsessions with vamp blood"

"Smell the air..." I say locking the car. We could have flashed here, but I had convinced Eric to let me drive.

"It smells bad...We're in the middle of the swamps, Lilian...Of course it smells bad!"

"If the swamps are the only thing you can smell, you are losing your touch lover..."

I walk up to the door of the small house, with Eric behind me, and knock. Something inside the house falls to the floor, before Lafayette opens the door to look at us. As soon as his infected brain cells figure out who he is looking at, he slams the door in our face. We both shake our head. Like a slamming door is going to stop us.

"I know I need to invite you in, and there ain't no way I'm doing that!" He screams from inside the house. He got us there.

"Just glamour him and get this over with" Eric whispers behind me.

I look at the impatient vampire and smile. Tonight I decided to take a day of being miss goody two shoes. I'm going to be Eric for the night and pretend I rule the world with my nice looks and seductive talk. I feel like misbehaving. Eric is not going to like it. Then again, he does like this whole dominatrix shit from time to time. Walking to the window I lean into it's frame and smile, fangs bare.

"Your leg...is infected...I can smell it from my house..." I say looking at the particular member.

"Thank you for the fucking concern, I'll make sure to tell the doc tomorrow morning" He says after he falls from the couch, startled.

"Honey, you're not going to last the next 3 hours...The only doctor you'll see in the morning in the is the one shutting the body bag..." I hear Eric behind me snort.

"So?! What's it to you, motherfuckers? It's your fault I'm in this fucking predicament"

I place thumb on my fangs, pressing it hard enough to draw blood. Showing him the bloody finger, I know I have him where I want him. His eyes flicker for a while, he's having an argument with himself. The blood drops fall on his dirty couch, and he follows every drop with his eyes.

I feel Eric behind me looking at Lafayette. His not as pissed off as I expected, he is intrigued though. If it was him in there, between life and death he'd already open the champagne and invited me in. This whole internal battle stuff, was something he'd never get.

"You know you want it..." Eric finally says "If there is one blood that tastes like heaven, it's the ones with thousand of years...It heals pretty much anything..."

"Fine" Lafayette finally says "The girl can come in..."

And that meant the only one invited was me. I looked at Eric and he nods. He won't be going anywhere, so he makes himself comfortable on the window sill. I wait for the door to open.

The house is much different than ours. It's not as big, but it's not claustrophobic. It smells like humans, sex, drugs and vampire blood. But that could be smelled on the human too so it was no surprise. The TV is on, showing some old movie about supernatural creatures. It's probably a documentary. Nowadays, everything that has vampires on it, it's considered a documentary.

I look at Lafayette struggling to maintain his posture, his leg not helping him. He's leaning into a chair, trying to hide a painful expression. I smile. No need to glamour. He's way to weak to even handle being glamoured.

"Hey, princess, pass me the remote" Eric says from his place on the window.

When the one who returns his 'princess' calling is Lafayette, I try not to laugh. I seat down on the chair where the injured man was leaning before. Taking a small pocket knife I cut the palm of my hand, opening and closing it for a few seconds, so that the blood starts oozing out.

"Why are you doing this?" Lafayette ask, crawling to me.

"Because if we don't, you'll die. If you die, Sookie will have a human breakdown. If Sookie has a human breakdown, we won't be able to find who we want. If we don't find who we want, we'll get pretty mad. And you know what happens when fangs get mad...We tend to forget the laws and morals of society...You wouldn't want to be responsible for that would you?" I say still pumping the blood out of my hand.

He shakes is head and takes my hand. I sigh. Mentally I'm thanking Eric for taking me out to feed before coming here, or I'd be dry on the first two seconds. That man can suck.

The veins on my hand start becoming more visible on my pale hand, making a strange pattern on my hand. I makes my hand look like a human hand again. The blood is even making it more pink than the usual blue hue.

I hiss for a second, and I see Eric changing his position. He can't do anything if Lafayette doesn't invite him in. And that won't happen in the near future. It's not like I needed him though.

Lafayette, starts moaning as he drinks the blood. That makes me uncomfortable. I don't need to know he's enjoying it that much. Especially when it's not enjoyable for me. It feels like an itch you can't scratch, which, after centuries of not feeling an itch, is very, very frustrating when you can't scratch it.

After five minutes, I star to get lightheaded. Which means the little sucker has to stop. Immediately. Or it's likely that I'll be the one crawling on the floor.

"You can stop now..." I tell him, but it doesn't work. Putting one foot on his abdomen and pushing him away gets the job done.

Lafayette, gets up faster than it's usual, and starts humping and dancing all over the room. I roll my eyes. Humans. With the amount of blood he had, he could last a week. I pity the person who has to endure that. I look at the window to see that Eric is gone.

Getting up from the chair, I flash outside to see him leaning on the opposite side of the porch, talking on the phone. With Bill apparently. Eric looks at me and beckons me closer. When I get there he puts one arm around my shoulders and kisses my hair.

"Yes, will be there as soon as we're done here." He says to the phone "They won't go anywhere near you again...Yeah...See you in Dallas" He hangs up the phone.

"So, let me guess...Sookie got into trouble..." I say, looking up at him.

"Actually, Sookie pretty much ended this whole charade" He says, before dialing a number his phone.

"What? How?"

"She...intercepted...a Fellowship Of The Sun member, trying to kidnap her"

"Since she's being all useful and stuff, does that mean I can keep her?"

"No she's not a pet..."

We walk to the car silently. Eric is talking to someone on the phone and I get inside the red vehicle. Waiting for him to get in, I look at my healed hand. The paleness had returned and I can see a small line from where it was cut. It would dissolve into nothing in the next ten to fifteen minutes. If I hadn't given all that blood to Lafayette, it would have healed in thirty seconds. We vamps heal extremely fast, and the older we are, the faster we heal. Our skin doesn't like to be torn apart for long.

"Well, love, we're going to Dallas..." He says.

"Now?"

"Yes. Just drive home, leave the car and we're off. I already booked us the suite on Carmilla's"

"Can I take a backpack or something?"

"One backpack...That's all I'm giving you" He says slowly.

"Thank you" I reply

"And no shopping while we're there..."

I look at him, eyebrow raised. The Carmilla Hotel was known for it's 'vampire friendly' environment. They had the biggest underground mall, with all my favorite stores lined up. It's almost a sin not to buy something there. Besides, a backpack gives me room for one pair of jeans for each of us, two spare t-shirts, underwear and one pair of shoes. I definitely needed more than that, seeing that we didn't know how long it would take to find Godric.

"I don't need your authorization to go shopping..." I reply defiantly.

"No...but you need my credit card"

And he got me there.

"You suck"

"It's in my nature, love."