A/N: Sorry for the long abscence but I'm back. Thank you for your patience and I don't want to bore you with more details. I know you have waited for an update long enough so here it is...

Were we left off last time...Sookie and Eric are on their wedding night. Pam got her own bottle of fairy blood. Hadley found an injured wolf. Jason was kidnapped by Pam (high on fairy blood). Gran returned to Fairy with Fintan and Godric and Niall have another bet going on... I resume with our favorite couple.

Warning**Bill is on this chapter**

Chapter 11 – Escape from Dragon House

"What are you smiling about, my wicked (kiss, nibble) little (another hot kiss) fairy?" Eric asked as he saw a playful smile spread across her face. She giggled as he continued to kiss her warm skin. Their wedding night was not over yet.

Sookie pushed Eric to lie on his back and she rested her body atop his. Somehow during their wild love making, they had managed to make it inside a room. She knew it was their room, because it was absent of windows. They were currently tangled in silk sheets on a very big comfy bed, somewhere in her beautiful new house. She grabbed a lock of his long hair and twirled it around her finger. "I was remembering the night I went to your bar with Bill," she said lightheartedly.

Eric's raised a blond eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he cupped her bottom playfully. "Which part is making you smile then? The part where you showed up unannounced wearing a sinful summer dress, smelling so mouthwatering, announcing to the world you were with a pathetic piece of shit?" He rolled them over and bit her breast mischievously. "Or the part where I showed up at your house completely ravenous and went all Viking on your ass, Lover?" He asked.

She burst into another fit of giggles. "Well, that wasn't funny. You almost gave me a heart attack. I'm talking about the part where my Gran…" she didn't finish what she wanted to say because Eric covered her mouth with his big hand and she started laughing non-stop under his palm.

"Lover, let's not discuss that humiliating moment. We are on our wedding night. In fact, I don't want to talk at all," he said before claiming her plump lips which were still swollen from his demanding kisses and his most recent attack. She kissed him back as her small hands roamed his body and squeezed his bottom. He knew how much she enjoyed doing that, so while she had her fun, he entered her slowly and let her control their rhythm with her hands on his hips guiding him in and out of her. They both started moaning as they became one yet again.

"Fuck, Lover, you are so damn hot," Eric cried as he made love to her once more. He had already lost count of how many times he had made her come. What he simply wanted was to stay inside her all night long.

***Flashback***

Sookie had gathered from people's thoughts that Dawn and Maudette had been at a bar down in Shreveport and she had a hunch it was her protector's bar. Wouldn't it be fun if it was? It was the only vampire bar she knew of so she asked Bill if he could escort her thinking he would deny her request.

Bill knew his little telepath would want to figure out who had murdered both women. After all, she was so kind to others and now that her brother had been involved it was the logical thing to do. He also knew by now she would have gathered both women had been at Fangtasia. He knew this because he himself had sex with one of them, Dawn.

Although he didn't want to take Sookie there, it was the opportunity he was waiting for to claim his ownership of her in front of more vampires. He wanted to be her hero once again. He smiled when he heard her request, even when she smiled shyly at him explaining that this was not a date. Bill thought of it as a date, especially since he could feel her giddiness at their appointment. Or so he thought that was what had caused her sudden outburst of happiness and current blush.

On their way to Fangtasia, he couldn't help to glance her way and steal a sinful look at her. She looked like vampire bait and he doubted his abilities to keep other vampires off of her, especially, Eric Northman. It pissed him off that she had the audacity to dress so enticingly, although she didn't seem to think so. She could be so naïve sometimes and too smart others.

Sookie laughed at Bill's expression. If he only knew she was actually 'vampire bait'.

As they drove to Fangtasia, all Sookie could think about was Eric's reaction. She had forgotten to give him a quick call and warn him of her impromptu visit. Would he like the way she was dressed? Although most nights when he came to visit it didn't seem to matter what she wore, he always devoured her with those beautiful blue eyes just the same. She closed her eyes and started having fantasies of his reaction or what they could do once this assignment was over. 'If only they could be together,' she thought.

Pam was the first one to see Sookie and Bill enter the bar. She wanted to warn Eric, but this was going to be just too much fun to ruin it.

"Bill, I haven't seen you in a while," she greeted, her eyes locked on Eric's delicious fairy. Her virginal scent assaulted her senses, as always Sookie looked mouth-watering. The fun she was going to have this evening with these three was going to be priceless.

"I'm mainstreaming," Bill replied.

"Good for you. Who's the doll?" She asked, her eyes not having left Sookie for one second for various reasons. She was devouring her with her vampire eyesight and warning her at the same time.

"Pam, this is Sookie. Sookie, this is Pam." As Bill introduced them, he didn't miss the way Pam was eye-fucking Sookie from head to toe. He could only imagine the way Eric would look at his precious telepath.

Sookie knew the protocol when meeting other vamps, but as her current undercover job requested of her she pretended not to know and stretched her hand out to greet Pam in a very human way. "Pleased to meet you," she drawled excitedly.

Pam only stared at Sookie's out-stretched hand. She was doing a terrific job of impersonating a naïve southern girl. Bill pushed Sookie's hand down and stared, annoyed at Sookie's good manners even with vampires. Didn't she understand how dangerous vampires could be? Just because Pam looked well behaved didn't mean she was. In fact, Pam was quite the opposite according to his reports.

Pam decided to help Sookie and break their awkward moment. "Can I see your ID?" she asked.

"Oh, sure," Sookie replied quickly and looked in her purse for her ID. "How funny? Who'd have thought? Getting carded at a vampire bar," she added. She had not been to one before so she didn't know what to expect. When her and Eric were together that had never come up before. It wasn't important, but she thought it was funny.

Pam could barely contain her smile and pretended to actually check Sookie's ID. "I can no longer tell human ages. We must be careful we serve no minors, in any capacity," the last words made Sookie wonder what else they serve at a vampire bar. So, she was naïve on some things, wasn't everyone?

Pam stared at Sookie as she handed back her identification. "Twenty-five, huh? How sweet it is." Pam drawled wondering how long it was going to take her to get the two love birds married. Her main goal was to obtain her own bottle of pure fairy blood. She wondered if it would taste sweeter than Sookie. Although she'd never know for sure since she hadn't tasted Sookie and she knew she never would or Eric would have her head. Unless, of course, Sookie had an accident and Pam was obliged to seal her wound closed. Humans were so frail…

Pam stood to the side and let them enter. Bill took that moment to wrap his arm around Sookie's body as he saw Pam staring at her with what he knew was pure thirst. Bill noticed how Pam's gaze followed them as they continued making their way inside. Something about it made him cautious of where they were. Something was amiss, but he couldn't tell what it was. He completely ignored Sookie's first words of what she thought of the bar, the only word he registered was "Disneyland". He warned her about how it could get, but Sookie didn't believe it for one minute.

Sookie glanced everywhere, staring at everybody, registering how they were dressed and how they acted. She found herself thinking if her attire was appropriate after all. She glanced around wanting to see her blond Viking, but she had not seen him yet. She accepted Bill's offer of a drink since she wanted to see the whole bar and, of course, she wanted to see Eric. She hoped Pam would warn him about her presence.

Although Sookie had seen many things thanks to her godfather, she was still young and inexperienced in others. She hadn't met many other vampires, so this visit to Fangtasia was like a dream come true for her. The bartender was charming, but she could tell he wasn't happy for some reason. Still, he served her graciously, even though to his eyes she was only human. She proceeded to ask him about her two friends. And though he took the pictures from her and was most gracious about her inquiry, he warned her about asking the wrong questions. As always, Sookie was very polite.

Longshadow took one of the pictures and informed Sookie that the one girl had wanted to die. Sookie frowned at his remark and asked him how he'd known that.

"Everyone who comes here does in their own way," he replied. Sookie thought about his answer, but knew he was wrong. She had not gone to that bar with that intention, nor did she think that was implied by hanging out with Eric or Godric for that matter. She loved life too much. Perhaps the vampire had lost his way or perhaps he was just warning her. "That's what we are: Death." He was wrong on that too. To Sookie, Eric was life, her life. She gathered her pictures and stepped away. She decided she didn't like that vampire at all.

Once they were finally seated, Sookie continued to glance around and that's when she saw him through someone's mind. She was shocked at the way the man she was reading idolized Eric, her Eric. She took a big sip from her drink in an effort to calm her nerves. Had he seen her yet?

"How's your drink?" Bill asked and she replied what came to mind first. She needed a distraction or her nerves were going to betray her.

Eric was sitting on his throne, as he glanced around, looking for her. He knew she was here by that decadent, unique scent of hers which had assaulted his nostrils. He managed to keep himself in check, even when the pathetic human approached him as many others did, kneeling in front of him.

Sookie saw him and took her opportunity to question Bill about her handsome Viking. She knew there was no way to avoid glancing at him, not when he looked so delicious on that regal chair.

"Who's that?" she asked as her eyes roamed his colossal figure. Damn, he looked so hot. Would Bill notice if she suddenly started smiling like a loon? What would Eric's reaction be when he finally saw her? She pretended to be shocked at the way her vampire was acting, what else could she do?

Bill was annoyed instantly when his telepath noticed Eric. Of course she would notice him. "Oh, you noticed him, did you?"

Of course she did! Who wouldn't notice a gorgeous looking, colossal, mouth-watering vampire? Only a blind person wouldn't notice him. Stupid Bill. She wanted to jump Eric's bones, but of course she had to continue playing her role. "No, it's not like that. I just…" What was she supposed to say?

"Everyone does," Bill replied, disgusted. If everyone did, then why wouldn't she? She wasn't blind and she was a very heterosexual woman. Even the men noticed Eric.

"That's Eric. He's the oldest thing in this bar,"

Oldest, hottest, sexiest and yummiest…mmmm.

Eric was listening to their conversation intently when he suddenly felt the surge of lust from her. It was a reasonable reaction following her sudden outburst of lust that when the man put his hand on him, his only choice was to kick the man knelt before him. Eric didn't want anybody's hands on him but hers. How was he supposed to stop himself from ripping Bill to pieces or from claiming her before his fellow vampires? Damn fairy. Why had she come?

Sookie saw how the vampires lost control instantly when the man was sent flying across the air, bleeding. Bill's remark only made her angry. 'You still think this is Disneyland?' He was nothing like her Viking. She had nothing to say to him. Arrogant, jerk.

Eric summoned Pam to his side immediately. Why hadn't she warned him about Sookie's arrival or the reason for her visit? Why was she there? Pam was at his side within seconds of his summons. Sookie had been questioning Longshadow. So as Sheriff, he took this opportunity to summon Bill and Sookie to his side. If the fairy wanted to play, then she had another thing coming. She should've warned him.

Sookie and Bill were discussing what she was hearing from people's minds, which had not been helpful at all, when suddenly Bill said, "Uh-oh." He noticed how Eric turned to look at him, upset. Pam wasn't very happy either. He knew he had broken protocol and was in deep shit. He should've gone to Eric first to ask the questions, but he wanted to play hero with Sookie.

What the hell? Did he just say 'uh-oh' that couldn't be good." Don't say 'Uh-oh'. Vampires are not supposed to say 'uh-oh'."

"It's Eric. He's scanned you twice." That you can see. "He's going to summon us." No kidding.

"He can do that?" She asked, faking astonishment.

"Oh, yeah," Bill said, upset. Sookie stared at him and then Eric made a gesture for them to go to his side. She should've called. He was angry, she could see that now. Oh goodie, this was going to be so much fun.

Bill took Sookie's hand in his, showing the Sheriff she was not alone. Bill could see Eric's cold demeanor and he wasn't sure why the Sheriff was so upset. So what if he hadn't come to him first, it wasn't that big of a deal. There was something else wrong, but he had no idea what that was.

They approached Eric, his gaze locked on his little fairy, assessing the way she looked. Although he was very upset with her, he also wanted to ravish her.

Sookie tried to rein in her feelings and desires, which was very difficult. She needed a lot of strength and patience this night.

"Bill Compton. It has been a while," Eric said coolly, but really wanting to cause the younger vampire before him an instant true death with his gaze for daring to touch what was his.

"Yes, well. I've been—" Bill replied nervously. He didn't like the way the Sheriff was shooting daggers at him.

"Mainstreaming," Eric supplied, shaking with anger. "I heard," his gaze turned instantly to his fairy. Sookie wanted to disappear. He was livid. She knew that as sure as she knew her own name. She was in so much trouble. "I see that is going well for you," Eric said, trying to calm down.

'Double 'uh-oh',' Sookie thought.

"Yes, of course. Sorry. Eric, this is my friend—" Bill started to say again. He felt Sookie's sudden fear and worry. Eric was scaring her shitless and he couldn't understand why. She didn't even know who or what he was.

"Sookie Stackhouse," Eric replied. Sookie almost shivered when she heard her name from his angry lips. They both knew he shouldn't have said that.

"How do you know my name?" she asked quickly.

"I never forget a pretty face. You're in my vault," Pam replied, pointing at her temple.

"Great. That's just great," Sookie replied absently. Could she go now? What did he want? Turn her into Sookie goo. She was beginning to shake under the feel of his cold stare.

Eric wanted to growl at the younger vampire. Well, he wanted to do more than that. How long could he keep things in check? This had been a terrible idea.

'Time to go,' Sookie thought. "It's nice to meet you," she said, hoping that was it.

"Well, aren't you sweet?" Eric replied. Which Sookie took that as his denial for her request to be let go.

"Not really," she replied, upset herself now. If this continued they were going to blow it. Bill squeezed her hand. Shit. Eric turned to look at Pam and said something to her in another language. She didn't like that one bit because Eric was smiling cruelly now.

"I understand you've been asking questions about some of my customers," Eric said without really looking at them. He had to maintain his cool by staying detached.

"Yes, I have," she said. Where was he going with this?

"If you have anything to ask, then you should ask it of me," he commanded.

"Alrighty." They were in deep shit, but she wasn't going to let him win this. She took the photos out. "You recognize either one of these girls?" she asked. Eric took the photos, wanting to laugh at Sookie's antics of bravery. He actually thought of something to say and smiled at the response he was about to give her.

Pam just stared at them both. Things were getting ugly for her. Why did she have to pull those photos out? Damn Sookie. She was going to ruin all of her work.

Eric pointed at one. "This one offered herself to me," he said and looked up to meet Sookie's eyes. She was mad instantly at his words. "But I found her too pathetic for my attentions." He added. She seemed to be shooting daggers at him as she gulped. He pointed at the other photo. "Now, this one, however…" he drawled.

'Don't you dare say it,' Sookie thought.

"I have tasted," he replied. He knew his words were going to fuel her fire. He welcomed the wrath he knew was going to be unleashed on him. If she dare come to his bar with another, he could hurt her the same way.

Just wait until we are alone, damn Viking. I'm going to pluck your eyes out.

"I remember them both," Pam replied, wanting to appease them both and hopefully change the subject. Things were getting dangerous between the two.

"On account of the vault?" Sookie asked saucily. Bill squeezed her hand again, not that it was helping her in any freaking way.

"Never had either of them though. They weren't really my type," Pam explained.

"Well, thank you very much. That is all your time I need to take," Sookie said, taking the pictures back from Eric, warning him of what was to happen to him when they were alone next. She was hoping this time he would let them leave, but he was having none of that.

"I'm not finished with you yet," he said angrily. He didn't want her to leave with Bill. He was going to look for an excuse to snatch her from his grasp. Sookie stared at him wondering what else he wanted from her. He already made her upset. Did he really want them to start fighting in front of everyone? "Please," he managed with a smile which Sookie knew was fake, "…sit," he offered.

God damn it, Eric. Just let it go.

Sookie glanced at Bill to see what they should do next. He nodded at her, having noticed how Eric and Sookie had been staring at each other. They looked like they wanted to kill each other and he didn't understand the reason for it. He also didn't understand why Eric wanted to keep them longer.

"So, Bill," Eric started to say, "Are you quite attached to your friend?" Eric asked, his burning gaze leaving holes in Sookie's body.

Oh no he didn't. If Sookie's anger could turn into fire, she would be a live torch at that moment.

"She is mine," Bill replied quickly. Pam wanted to start laughing, but of course she didn't. She was just waiting for Eric to snap and send this vampire to his true death. She could do it…for free.

"Yes. I am his." Sookie added. Asshole.

We will see about that later, Fairy . "Well, what a pity for me," Eric replied.

Sookie smiled at the way he stared at her promising a sinful evening. She knew why he had done it. Damn Viking.

Bill still didn't like their exchanges. He was confused at Sookie's reactions and feelings. Her feelings had never been as all over the place as this evening. He wanted to leave, but Eric wouldn't let them. He couldn't refuse his Sheriff.

Sookie tried to look for an excuse to get out of there. Eric kept staring at her and her sinful dress. He was devouring her with his eyes. She gulped again and looked away. It was then that she caught the undercover cop's thoughts.

Thank you, God. I owe you one.

She got out of there just in time. As they were leaving Fangtasia, Eric promised her that she would be coming…again. The way he stared at her sent her shivers down her body because she knew he was going to make her explain what just happened.

She arrived home safe at last. The entire night had been a disaster. She took a deep breath when Bill left her house, hoping to have some time alone to go over her evening. She had just walked inside her home when Eric threw her against the wall, growling at her like a rabid dog.

"So you are his?" He growled at her.

"You…tasted her," she replied, mocking him with equal ferocity. They stared at each other for what felt like long hours and then he growled again as his lips claimed hers. He pulled her body towards him, showing her what she was doing to him.

"You are mine only," he declared and kissed her again. Sookie was having a hard time having coherent thoughts. His prominent bulge was rubbing against her and his sinful lips were devouring her with raw hunger. He threw her over his shoulder and made his way over to her room at vampire speed. She landed on her small bed with a bounce. Eric's clothes were already gone and she gulped when she saw his dominant male figure.

"Eric, my Gran is here," she whispered.

"I don't care," he hissed angrily. His body was suddenly atop hers, kissing, nibbling, biting and more kissing. His hands traveled under her dress and found her heated core. He could smell how ready she was for him. He didn't remove her dress. Instead, he buried his face underneath her skirt and bit her on her sensitive spot. He was going to kiss her all night long and show her…

Whack, whack…

He felt a smack on his ass and when he turned he saw Gran standing there with a broom about to hit him again.

"Animal, (whack) brute (whack)," Gran admonished.

"Gran, please stop," Sookie yelled when she saw her grandmother hitting Eric with their broom.

"Oh Dear Lord," Gran cried when Eric turned around. Her face got all shades of red and purple. She dropped the broom and tried to cover her eyes, but it had been too late. "No wonder Sookie wants you," Gran said.

Eric grabbed a pillow and covered himself (or what he could with the small pillow). This was the first time he was embarrassed to been seen like… that.

"I'm sorry," Sookie began to say.

"I thought someone was attacking you. I thought it was some sort of animal. I just wanted to save you," Gran said and turned to leave Sookie's room. "Mr. Northman, these are not visiting hours," she said and closed the door behind her.

"What does that mean?" Eric asked, staring at Sookie. Sookie burst out laughing, tears falling from her eyes. The shocked look on Eric's face was priceless.

"That means you have to leave," she replied when he growled at her. He looked astounded for a moment. He threw the pillow against the door and locked it.

"She will have to rescind my invitation," he told Sookie. He wasn't leaving, not until she admitted she was only his.

"I heard you," Gran called. Eric shut his eyes. That woman was so upsetting sometimes. Did she have supersonic hearing?

"Eric and I need to talk, Gran," Sookie called.

"That's how I got pregnant with your father. Fintan and I were just… talking," Gran called from outside.

"Gran," Sookie cried, her cheeks burning. She did not need to hear what her and her grandpa did.

"Don't take too long," Gran warned.

Eric needed more than a few minutes, so this was definitely going to take too long where Gran was concerned. Forgetting about his recent humiliating moment and against his better judgment, he threw Sookie over his shoulder and ran out of her house at vampire speed.

Sookie didn't have time to register what was happening. Everything had been a blur for her. Now, however, she was pinned down on the grass with her ass lifted high in the air as Eric began nibbling on her plump bottom. "Are you his?" he asked again.

"No," she cried and he rewarded her with kisses.

"Who do you belong to?" he asked, kissing her softly. He let go of her hands to arrange her and to get a better view of her beautiful raised bottom.

Sookie's heart clenched. How she wanted to just belong to him? How much she wanted her words to be true, but even if it didn't come true, in that very moment she was only his. "I'm yours, I belong to you," she said between sobs.

He didn't want to make her cry and he knew he had taken things too far tonight. He sat her on his naked lap. "You'll always be mine and I yours. No one is allowed to touch me the way you do. No one owns my kisses the way you do. You are the only one who owns my heart, who warms me every night. Your blood is the only one I want to keep me alive. Your hands are the only ones which I want to caress my body. Your lips are the only ones who kiss mine. I'm yours, heart, body, and soul and no one is going to change that. I love you," he confessed to her.

It was the first time he had confessed his true feelings towards her.

"Eric," she said softly as more tears spilled from her eyes. "I love you, too. Forgive me," she pleaded.

"There is nothing to forgive, Lover. We said hurtful things tonight, but this moment is what I will cherish…forever," he confessed. He claimed her lips slowly, tasting that sweet honey of hers along with her tears. He longed to tell her, she was his. Only his…

***End of Flashback***

"Mmmm," Sookie moaned softly.

"Lover, we have a visitor," Eric called. Sookie covered her head with the blankets.

"We are on our honeymoon. Tell them to come next year," she called angrily. She was tired from their many rounds of lovemaking. Who in their right mind would interrupt them on this evening for god sakes…

"Child," the deep voice said. Sookie surfaced instantly from under the blankets.

"Godfather, what are you…doing here?" she rambled on, confused.

"I told you earlier this evening that I would tell you about your marks, but you left before I could explain it," Godric said. He surely would've waited giving his explanation if what had happened to her was not important.

Sookie noticed his serious expression and sat next to Eric on the bed, giving her godfather her undivided attention.

"Long ago," Godric began to say…

"No, Master, just tell us," Eric interrupted. They had waited enough and Eric feared the marks on Sookie's neck were something of great significance.

Godric just stared at both of them, staying quiet for a few long seconds. He nodded. "It means you were meant to be one of us, just not in a typical way. If you want to understand, then you will let me tell the story," he warned. Sookie just stared at Eric, silently warning him not to interrupt Godric again.

"Long ago…"

A/N: I wrote this chapter as a special thank you to Krystal214. She had asked me long ago to write Eric's, Sookie's and Bill's thoughts on this episode. I hoped you liked it. So now we know what Sookie's marks mean, but Godric was a bit vague. What do you think he meant when he said not in a typical way? Let me know your thoughts... xoxo