"Us?" The only people Eric brought home were me and ... Missy? Wait, Missy's a guy?

"If you're a shifter then why didn't Eric smell you?"

"I'm not entirely shifter. My father was a shifter and my mother was a fairy. I'm a hybrid that got thrown out of "fairyland" because I'm not wanted there, but that's all going to change with your help little lady."

"How can I help you get back there? Didn't they close off the portal?"

"Officially yes, but some opponents of Niall Brigant created a back door so to say. They didn't think it was a good idea to retreat from your world. They want to overthrow Niall and for that we need our best men and a little leverage couldn't hurt either."

"You're here to collect Neave then?" What was Eric talking about? I thought that bitch was dead. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Eric, is that who's down here?" Please say no, please say no.

He paused slightly. "Yes."

"So you're taking her back to the fairy realm so you can be readmitted? Why do you need me?" The answer came to my brain just as the question left my lips. "I'm the leverage... aren't I?"

"Very good Sookie." He said it like he was talking to a dog. Good girl Sookie, who's a good girl? I really want to punch this guy out right now.

"If you think there's any way you're getting me to come with you, you're dumber than a bale of hay."

"Well that's why you're not the only leverage in the game Sookie. We had to think of who Northman would choose over you, and one certain vamp came to mind."

"You have Pam?" Eric's voice was strained and desperate.

"Call her phone. One of my men will let you talk to her if you wish."

Eric flipped open his phone and pushed a speed dial button. I sincerely hoped that Neil was bluffing because I don't know what Eric would do if he had to choose between Pam and I. "This is Eric Northman, let me speak with Pamela." Oh shit what the hell am I going to do? I am sure as hell not going to the fairy realm with this asshole, but what choice did I have? My hands were pinned behind my back and I felt Neil tighten something around my wrist. It felt like a very heavy bracelet, though I doubted Neil here was giving me any gifts.

"Pam, where are you? How many are there? Pam? Pam?!!" I heard a high pitch scream through the receiver of the phone. It must have been Pam. Oh Jesus what the hell is going on? He snapped the phone shut and looked back up at me, then to Neil.

"I love Pamela, but I cannot live without Sookie. I won't let you take her."

"Oh how sweet. I thought you might say something to that effect so I took out some insurance. You might notice a very large bit of metal attached to Sookie's wrist. Well that sir is a state of the art incendiary device. Every hour I text a six digit code to somebody to let them know I'm still alive. If I don't text them then they know to abort the mission and take care of both Pam and little Miss Sookie here. You try to stop me from leaving Viking, and you lose the two people closest to you. You have no actual choice in the matter. You meet my demands or they both die."

Eric was outmaneuvered, something that didn't happen very often. His eyes looked apologetic. He had already given up! What the hell? He was supposed to fight for me. I didn't want to go to the fairy realm and I had no doubt thar be torture ahead. I cringed out how my insides felt when thinking about what Neave and her partner in crime had done to me. There was no way I would let that happen again. I tried to reach out with my mind to Neil's and see if I could read him. His mind's barricade slammed down with a force that physically made my head hurt. OK. I guess telepathy couldn't save my ass this time.

"What are your demands?"

"Eric! No, don't let him do this! Please! Please don't let him take me."

"I have a list, but first things first. Release Neave."

Eric turned to walk further away and produced a key from out of nowhere. My eyes adjusted to the dark and I realized there was a chair towards the back with the figure of Neave slumped over, chained down with what I could only assume was iron, since that's what the fey are deathly allergic to. He unlocked her and I felt all my hopes come crashing down. Here we go again. I'm getting stolen away from Eric to be tortured by the same people who did it before. I would never get a chance to be Eric's. I would never have his baby. I would never see him smile again.

"Neave, are you alright?"

"I'm alright now that you're here."

"Quit being a sentimental idiot and tie up Northman." She proceeded to pull a set of silver chains off the wall, then paused, and smiled deviously at him.

"Don't you need clothes Perry?"

"You moron. We're not supposed to say names! Yes, I do need clothes. Why are you asking?"

"Well since the Viking will just be sitting here for a while, I thought you might need his pants more than he does."

"That's quite right. I need to look presentable when we bring back our prize to the chief. You wouldn't mind stripping off your clothes would you Northman? It would help me a great deal."

Eric glared so intently at him, that if looks could kill, this guy would already be buried. He stripped quickly, without a word, though I could tell there were a myriad of words that he wanted to say. None of them involved any pleasantries. He begrudgingly handed his pants and shirt to Neil (or should I call him Perry now? He seemed to loathe his name) who happily said "Thank you. Oh wait, I'll need those boxers too." Eric pulled off his boxers without stepping out of them and let them fall to the floor in a shredded heap. "Oops, guess you'll have to go commando." He started to shimmy into Eric's clothes. To my surprise and utter disgust, they actually fit him. On any normal guy, Eric's shirts would drown them. His tank top probably would be a dress on me.

Eric sarcastically muttered, "My pleasure."

"Northman, won't you sit down?" Perry motioned towards the chair that Neave had recently departed. I watched my pale Adonis sit down, praying that this was all a terrible dream. Neave approached Eric with the silver chains, and I struggled to remove myself from Perry's arms. She wrapped the silver around his legs arms and torso, and accidentally "dropped" the rest of the silver onto Eric's lap. If he were wearing pants this would have been a far less painful experience. The silver was entirely covering his length and I could feel the same searing pain radiate from my core. I let out a strangled cry.

"Interesting.", Perry said. He seemed amused by our pain. I was crawling on the floor trying to move towards Eric, but Perry grabbed me by my hair and hoisted me up off the floor. The yank of my hair caused me pain, making Eric moan and hiss more. "I bet that works with other sensations too. Hmm. I wonder if I made you orgasm whether he'd come all over himself? That would be a neat trick to watch."He started to pull me closer and trail his hand down my body.

"As much as I'd like to see that as well, we need to get out of here."

"They're coming to get us in fifteen minutes exactly Neave." She raised her eyebrow then smirked.

"Well I guess that means we have time to kill." She looked at me and smiled. "Hello Sookie. Do you remember me? My name is Neave. We spent some time together awhile ago. I had a fantastic time and just want to let you know I intend on taking good care of you. After all", she looked over her shoulder at Eric, "I owe your boyfriend that much, for how well he's been taking care of me and I think you deserve the very same treatment."

I watched Eric's eyes widen and wondered in horror what sort of torture my vampire had inadvertently chosen for me.

A/N: Thank you all so much for your marvelous reviews. I hope that the plot is living up to your expectations and for those of you reading Abducted and DONB, I'm sorry. I've gotten kind of caught up in this story. So what is Neave going to do for revenge? I shudder to think.

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