Hi All. Another long wait :( I'm sorry! I sent it back to be fixed (again) and they sent it back unfixed (Again!) and with another problem..! Anyway.. here we go ... not much happens here I'm afraid, but I'm building up :) Please review.. It's what keeps me writing.
Errors: Please forgive me for any errors in measurement.. SVM is set in America so I used Imperial, but I use Metric (live in UK) so I got a bit confused...

Brotherly Love

Chapter 11: Frozen

"Now there's no point in placing the blame
And you should know I'd suffer the same
If I lose you, my heart would be broken" – Frozen, Madonna

Eric's Point of View

Pam. Finally.

"It's cat, idiot. Now stop making your stupid remarks and get me out of these chains" I said to my child, in my coldest possible voice. She jerked towards me as the order forced her to move, but she fought it.

"How? It's silver, Höðr" her voice sounded strained with the effort of resisting me.

"Funny. A blind deity. Where do you get your inspiration? This is painful – remove these bonds NOW", I couldn't help but shout the last word – my fear for Sookie is spiking. I didn't want Pam to suffer, but I need to be freed. Sookie's in great pain. As soon as I stopped speaking Pam was pulled towards me, as though a chain dragged her forward and she grasped the chains. Immediately, the smell of Pam's charred flesh filled the air – slightly different to mine. She sucked in a sharp breath of pain but continued to unwind the chains.

"I'm going to make you pay for this later" she told me.

"If you get a chance to punish me, then I'll consider myself lucky. Now hurry up, Sookie's in trouble"

"Figures this would be about her… still, she is fine. Have you ever considered…" Pam replied, with just a hint of sarcasm in her voice (though the pain was clearly audible too).

"Pam, now is not the time to ask about a bloody threesome. Besides, you know Sookie will never go for it"

"Oh, I don't know… I think I could convince her. Once my skin's healed back, obviously. All done, Master" – I could practically hear the venom in her voice.

"Thank You, Pam. You saved me" I told Pam, much to her surprise, "and now I've got to get Sookie".

"What the fuck do you think you can do? You're almost as weak as a human, thanks to those damn silver chains. And thanks to you, I'm also incapacitated". I raised my eyebrow in surprise.

"Incapacitated, Pam? Have you gotten yourself one of those word of the day calendars that Sookie is always talking about?" If vampires could blush, Pam would've done so then and she immediately drew my attention back to Sookie, to spare herself further embarrassment.

"Do you even know where our Dear Sookie is?" she snapped. Instead of answering, I closed my eyes and poured all of my attention threw the blood bond between Sookie and myself. I could sense her; she was close but weak – her life force was fading.

"Shit!" was all I could say, but I knew Pam was feeling exactly what I was feeling (I sired her, after all).

"Shit" she echoed, all jokes gone in the face of the seriousness of the situation.

"Pam, where the fuck are we?" I asked her, looking around me. It smelt like Sookie's forest, but I had to be certain.

"If I counted correctly, about three quarters of an acre into the forest west of the Stackhouse Residence. Bill's House is in that direction" she told me with a pitying look that told me just how bad I look. She's right; I am in no state to go mounting a rescue against my brother alone. And I have only one other ally nearby. I checked my watch to see how long before dawn – even Jökull couldn't hurt her after dawn – although that meant he'd probably opt for killing her before his sleep. Sookie won't like it, but we need Bill.

Without speaking, Pam and I both ran towards the Compton estate, Pam ahead of me for once as I was healing.

"Come on, slow coach!" Pam said without sympathy, "Shouldn't have let yourself get caught." However, she did slow down so that I could catch up. My skin started to itch as the healing started but I need blood – fresh human blood – if I want to heal myself completely. Sookie wouldn't like that. I caught Bill's scent about 20 yards from where I had been left. Obviously, this was one of the paths he took to get to Sookie's house, and my brother's cronies hadn't scouted the area properly or else they would have moved me further from the trail – Bill could have heard me had luck favoured me. Suddenly a thought struck me and I picked up my pace, despite the pain.

"Pam… you don't think Bill was helping him, do you?"

"I thought he cared for Sookie? Besides, you're his sherriff – to go against you is suicide."

"Unless he hoped Jökull would finish me off. And why would he think Sookie would get hurt – no one knew I was visiting her tonight… And we're too close to Bill's for this to be a coincidence."

If my suspicions held true, Bill would suffer before he met the sun. I'd make it so, even if it was the last thing I did. Even injured as I was, I was fast (1,000 years of afterlife gives you a lot of strength) and the forest abruptly ended and I could see Bill's house.

I could see the light on through the window.

I could see the empty porch, with the door open.

I could see the expensive Swedish cars parked in his drive.