*Disclaimer*
Not my characters. They belong to HBO or Charlaine Harris. But I just love S and E together so much.
"I already called Dr. Ludwig while you were getting your things together. She is going to meet us at the house."
We had been driving for a few minutes when Eric broke the silence.
"Oh, ok. But really Eric, I'm fine. I know I am."
"I believe you, but it would make me feel more at ease if the doctor sees you."
"Sounds fair," I said, and that was the last thing that was said. We weren't mad at each other. We were just fine driving along the stretch of highway that leads into Shreveport in a comfortable silence. I was looking out the window at the trees passing by...
…...When all of the sudden Eric stopped the car, slamming on the brakes.
"ERIC! WHAT THE HELL?" I shouted at him, as I was thrust forward from the sudden stop.
"There is a man in the road," he said, looking like he was going to open the door. I suddenly got a flash of the person's thoughts and it was terrible.
"Come on fanger, we've been waiting all night for you. Following you for the past few weeks sure has paid off. The Fellowship is surely going to promote me now that I caught a fanger! I hope the boys are ready."
"Eric, NO!" I shouted out to him. He looked over at me with a concerned look. "That man in trying to trap you. I read his thoughts. Do NOT go out there."
Suddenly my door was ripped open and I was pulled out, wondering how it was possible since my buckle had never come undone. I screamed and thrashed around hoping to get away. I looked up and saw a man who looked no more than 20, half pull half drag me out of the car. He finally just picked me up and threw me over his shoulder running away. I guess he was stronger than I had originally thought.
I heard Eric yelling and I looked back in time to see him under a silver net.
"ERIC! STOP! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP US!"
I was thrown down in the back of a van and the boy started fumbling with his belt buckle, quickly freeing himself. Then he yanked down both my jeans and panties making me start to hyperventilate.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER!" I heard Eric roar, but he was in no shape to save me this time. Two other guys had picked him up and had brought him over to watch me be assaulted. He was still under the silver net and I could smell the stench of his burning skin.
I could not believe this was happening again. I fought hard, but then two other guys came up and held me down and I was basically powerless against them. Even though I had had a lot of Eric's blood, I was still weaker than three men.
"You stupid blood-fucker. I'll show you what it's like to have a real man, you dumb fangbangin' WHORE!" my attacker yelled at me, while slapping my face so hard that I blacked out for a few seconds.
"NO PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS. I'M BEGGING YOU!"
But it was too late, he had already thrust himself into me causing the most excruciating pain I had ever felt.
"STOP! PLEASE! YOU'RE GOING TO HURT MY BABY! PLEASE STOP!"
But he didn't. He kept at it and then when he finally finished, the other two took turns. They hit, spit, and kicked me over and over. I felt myself slowly slipping away.
"Sookie? Sookie, wake up! Lover, come on!"
I felt someone shaking me and I fought against them, all the while hearing someone screaming.
"Please no! Please don't hurt my baby! Please stop!" I screamed a combination of these three things until finally I felt something poke me in my upper arm.
"That should calm her down, Mr. Northman." I heard the unmistakable sound of Dr. Ludwig's voice.
I tried to move, but someone was holding me tightly, not letting me move. My eyes slowly opened and I looked around and saw that I was in a room that I did not recognize.
"Eric?" I whimpered out, noticing how weak I sounded. I felt the arms around me loosen.
"Right here, Sookie." I looked up over my shoulder and saw Eric behind me. He gave a soft smile that I was thankful for at the moment.
"How are you feeling, Miss Stackhouse?" I turned my attention back to the doctor.
"I'm ok, but what happened? Please tell me I was just having a nightmare!" I said, feeling panicked.
"Yes, Sookie. Yes, it was. You fell asleep in the car and I brought you inside. You are at my home. Remember we were heading here? I had only laid you down for a second, to go and lock up, when I heard your screams. I came back up here and saw you thrashing around on the bed. I tried to wake you up but nothing worked. I even tried slapping you," he said with a sheepish look. Well that explained why that hit in my dream felt so real. It was real.
I brought my hands up to my face and felt how warm I was. I also noticed that my face was covered in tears.
"I gave you a sedative to help calm you down after you woke up. I was only here for less than a minute when you woke up screaming. Northman, I'm going to leave these pills here with you. Make sure she takes them every night before bed. They should help her to not have such awful night terrors."
"Night terrors?" I asked confused. Maybe it was just an old fashioned way of saying nightmare.
"Yes, night terrors, or at least that is what I'm assuming you are having. When you have these dreams, are you watching things happen or are you involved?"
"Involved," I said, with a slight shudder.
"That's what I thought. A night terror is when you are involved in the dream itself. That is why it is so, well, terrifying. The dream is so vivid, your mind makes you think it is real."
I nodded at her, feeling very tired all of the sudden.
"Well, I'll leave you two alone. Everything seems to be fine with the baby. Are you taking those pills I gave you?" the tiny doctor asked.
"Yes, but I left them at home," I said, feeling stupid for forgetting something so important.
"I got them, Lover," Eric said from behind me.
"Well, good. Goodnight," Dr. Ludwig said before she left.
I was not feeling so tired anymore, but I was really hungry. My stomach let out a huge groan, much to Eric's amusement.
I got up off the bed and found my clothing on the floor near the closet. I took out a nightgown and changed while Eric stood and watched, not that I cared.
"Sookie, let us get you something to eat," he said and led me down to the kitchen. I looked around and my eyes finally settled on Eric's profile. He had placed me on a barstool at his kitchen island, and walked over to his refrigerator. I noticed that he had scratches all over his face. I looked down at my hands and gasped, seeing the blood under my nails.
Eric turned around with a gallon of milk and I saw that the other side of his shockingly beautiful, but masculine, face was even worse off.
"Lover?" He asked, probably wondering what I was gasping at.
"Eric! You're face! I'm so sorry! I didn't know it was you! Are you ok?"
"I am fine Sookie. It should heal in the next few minutes. Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. That dream just was so real. I thought that for sure it had actually happened."
"What happened in your dream?" He asked as he turned and opened up his pantry pulling out a box of cereal. I noticed it was Count Chocula, which I couldn't help but roll my eyes and smile at. This made me wonder how old he was when he was turned again.
"Sorry, this is the only human food I have here." He said setting down the cereal in front of me. He went over to a cupboard, opened it, and got a bowl and cup down. He went over to freezer and got ice and then filled my cup up from the sink, while retrieving a spoon from a drawer. As my eyes followed his around the kitchen, I couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness.
"It's fine!" I said with a smile as I poured a bowl of the chocolatey goodness.
He just smiled at me as he leaned onto the counted in front of me while I enjoyed my late night meal.
"What?" I said with a smile when I noticed he was staring at me.
"You hum when you eat. It is endearing."
"Oh...uh...I didn't know I did that."
"I think it is quite adorable. Do you like the cereal?" He motioned to the box.
"Yes!" I said with a smile. "It's my favorite! I used to wait all year long for it to come out and then Jason would usually steal it for himself, but my Gran always had a box hidden just for me." I said, remembering my wonderful Gran.
"I usually buy a few boxes each year for the novelty of it. They are all in the pantry lined up by year. This was the newest one, obviously."
I couldn't get off of my chair fast enough. I went straight into his pantry and true to his word, was my childhood staring back at me. I couldn't help but get a bit misty eyed remembering my Gran again and how she would stash a box for me each year.
I was staring up at all of the Count's when I noticed that Eric was standing over by the entrance leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked confused.
"Eric, this is amazing! This brings back so many wonderful memories of my childhood." I said as I wiped my eyes on the sleeve of my shirt.
"I am glad you like it. Pam used to give me such a hard him about it, but she has just come to expect it now. I thought it looked like a fun cereal, so I bought it. I suppose I am a bit impulsive sometimes."
"I suppose, but this is so cool!"
"Thank you, my lover. I am glad you like it."
"Eric?"
"Yes Sookie?"
"How old are you?"
"1045." He answered without missing a beat.
"No, I mean when you were turned, how old were you?"
"Oh, I was 23." He answered.
"23! You look like you're at least 30!" I said, before realizing what I said sounded offensive.
"You wound me, dear one," He said with a smile. "When I was human, times were harder and people aged faster. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, just because sometimes you act like a 12 year old boy." I said while walking past him, headed for my now soggy cereal. I picked it up and poured it down the drain, washing my bowl and spoon in the process.
"What? I do not do that!" He sounded absolutely mad, but I could tell he wasn't really mad.
"Oh yeah. I mean what 1045 year old buys childrens cereal?" I asked him. He vamped over and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder.
"Put me down! I said while hitting his back.
He didn't answer but continued to walk. I heard a door open and I realized that we were outside, possibly in the backyard, but I wasn't sure because all I could see was the ground as he walked.
Suddenly, he stopped. "I will teach you not to make fun of me, Lover."
Then, he threw me and I landed with a splash into his swimming pool. At first I was furious, but then I decided to play a little trick on him. When I came up for air, I was over dramatically gasping for air and I started crying on demand, something I hadn't down since I was a kid.
"I can not believe you just did that. What if I didn't know how to swim or I hit my head?!" I screamed at him.
He had been laughing, but stopping and suddenly got a serious look on his face.
"I would have saved you of course."
"Yeah, well I wouldn't have needed saving." I said, crying even harder now, which caused him to look distressed.
He ran a hand threw his blonde hair and took a deep breath. "I am sorry lover."
He bent over and reached his hand out, as if to help me out. I had hoped he would do this. I wasn't sure it was going to work, but I could at least try. I grabbed on, but instead of him pulling me out, I just pulled him in. I started laughing myself as when he came up with a shocked look on his face.
"Why my Lover! I never thought that you would be vengeful! And the tears! Nice touch!" He said as he swam over to me.
"Thank you! I didn't expect to be able to pull you in though!"
"I guess you just caught me off guard." He was now holding me in his arms, our wet clothes floating out away from our bodies. I squirmed against him, trying to get away and he let me. I took my nightgown off and he suddenly got an idea as to what I was doing. We both shed the rest off our clothing and he brought us over to the side of the pool.
He entered me then and I couldn't believe the sensations of feeling him inside of me. He rocked back and forth inside of me, all the while kissing either my lips, neck or nipples. I started approaching my special moment when he suddenly bit down. This caused me to come undone and he followed shortly after, shouting my name for all to here. I wasn't sure if Eric has any neighbors, but they sure just got an earful if he did.
He carried us out of the pool and set me down on a lounge chair and got two towels out of a cupboard, shed thing. He gave me one and we dried off in silence.
Then he sat down on a lounge chair and pulled me to sit in between his legs. I leaned back into him and he wrapped his arms around me.
"I love you, Eric."
"I love you too, Sookie. We will talk about earlier, later on if you want to."
"Ok." I said as I looked up at the night sky while resting in my love's arms for the moment.
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