Is Eric going to follow orders ? I'm afraid I can't say it yet but I'm still working on this fic so the question will be answered as soon as I want, hahahaha.

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A Trap, A Fucking Trap!

Eric POV

When I saw Niall Brigant in that alley surrounded by his men I knew exactly what was going on. A damn trap, that was what had happened and I wanted to kill someone.

"Eric, really, we can't stay here anymore, we gotta go. We have to go soon." Sookie kept pacing back and forth and I knew she was mad but nothing I could tell her would make her feel better. "I don't believe all that stuff, you know, they're going to hurt us if we leave, do you understand? They were just bullshit and I assure you I'm not going to stay in this city for another second." I admired her determination but her stubbornness was not going to solve this problem. It was my fault, it was all my fault. "Let's go to the hotel, Eric, let's go there and collect our things, okay?" She cupped my face in her hands and looked at me with a smile. "We'll take the first flight back home and we'll go on with our lives. We have a baby to think of now and it's already too complicated to get into more trouble. So we have to go, Eric. We have to go now." I knew she was going to burst into tears at any moment because her hands were shaking violently.

"Sookie, I can't go but I can make a deal with Brigant." She glared at me.

"No!" She pulled away from me. "Don't even think about it, Eric Northman! I won't accept any deal, do you understand? I'm not leaving this city without my husband and I don't care about anything else." She was breathing hard and the tears had started flooding her eyes. "This is not fair…" she began sobbing and walk more slowly. "We don't deserve to suffer like this, Eric, we can't continue living this way, thinking someone might attack us any time."

"Sookie…"

"Please…" and was shaking her head. "Please, I don't need to hear a speech right now, Eric, I'm serious." I knew she was terrified but nice words were not going to help us this time. No, Sookie had to know the whole truth, unvarnished, and I was ready to tell her everything even in a very rough way to do it.

"Sookie, I want you to listen to me carefully, okay?" I grabbed her shoulders and stared at her. I wanted to be sure all her senses were alert. "It's not a decision we can take, you understand? It's not a spy game or an action movie where you think we are in danger, but finally we got away from the bad guys. It is not. This is real and I assure you Niall Brigant will take a real decision if I don't do what I have to do." Sookie was on the verge of tears but we did not have time for that. "I can still make a deal with him and get you out of New York before dark."

"I won't go, Eric!" Her voice was shaky but firm, but the stubbornness did not seem to ever abandon her.

"Listen to me, Sookie! Listen to me carefully, alright?" Sookie nodded slightly but tears were sill falling down her cheeks. "I won't allow Niall Brigant to put you in danger, understood?" And I wasn't to argue about it. "This is very dangerous, Sookie, and I shouldn't have let you come to New York with me in the first place, but things have worsened in the last few hours. You're pregnant, you have to take care of our baby and I can't focus on my mission if I know you'll be here. I need you to come back home and do it as soon as possible."

"But…"

"No buts, Sookie. Please, listen to me and do what I say for once." I hated talking to her in the way I was doing it but she had to understand the dangers of the situation and how screwed we were. "You've only known Niall Brigant's friendly face and yet was willing to use you as bait so you have no idea what he's capable of if I don't what he says. I have to comply with his orders."

"And what happened if you don't?" Sookie was challenging me and I didn't want to tell her about what they were capable of but she was leaving me no choice. "I don't think all this crap he was talking about, Eric, I don't believe anything. No FBI agent would kill you for just refuse to…"

"It's not just that, Sookie." How could I explain it in a few minutes?" I don't have to answer the FBI. I have to answer Niall Brigant."

"But he's part of the FBI." She cut me off.

"It doesn't matter, baby, it doesn't matter at all. Niall Brigant secretly recruited me from his bosses because my job was not something that should be known. I was a professional killer, I killed for money, and that's something no government or any defense organization would ever admit to the public. The men like me did not exist. We had to be invisible and Niall Brigant was responsible for it." Sookie's eyes were wide open, like she could not believe what I had told her but unfortunately was the reality. "That's the reason why I can not refuse to obey his orders. I would endanger your life and our baby and that's something I can't afford."

"So what do we do?" Sookie was no longer surprised. She was pissed off and I could understand it perfectly. "Will we allow this man to keep getting into our lives?" It was something I had thought more times than I would like to acknowledge. "Eric, you know like me that Niall Brigant won't leave us alone if you don't do something. I can not believe you're not able to see it."

"Do you think I don't realize how screwed we are?" I asked abruptly and felt like an ass immediately. I looked into her eyes and calmed down before re-opening my mouth. "Sookie, believe me, I know very well what's going on and taking risks is something I would have done in the past, long before I met you, but I can't do it anymore. You and this baby," I said as I put a hand on her cheek and the other over her belly, "you two are the most important thing for me and I have to make sure you will be fine."

"We won't be without you, Eric." Sookie began mourning and she knew it was one of my weaknesses. I could not see her sad, it was superior to me and broke my heart, but this time her tears were not going to help her. "Sookie, I'm sorry, but I won't keep arguing with you about this. I'll talk to Brigant and you'll leave in the first flight to Shreveport."

I wouldn't admit further discussion and when we returned to the hotel Sookie sat on the bed without moving a muscle while I made sure to collect all her stuff. We just talked for the first half hour and I felt like an asshole for making her feel so bad.

"I just need a few things for the bathroom so you can take the rest with you, okay?" Sookie said nothing, just stood staring at nothing as if I hadn't said a word. "Someone at the airport will help you with your suitcase because you're pregnant and you shouldn't carry weight so don't worry about anything." Still no reaction I was starting to get worried for her. I would rather she yelled at me or discuss again and tried to convince me to stay in New York wouldn't be a problem but she was just sitting there doing nothing at all.

"Sookie, please, say something…" Whatever. I did not need her to smile or tell me everything would be okay. All I needed was to hear her voice but something told me she was too pissed off at me. "I know you hate me right now for forcing you to do this but you have to understand that I can't allow you to stay in the city and put yourself in danger." I breathed deeply and knelt before her. "I have no idea what's going to happen but the idea of something bad happening to you is unbearable to me. You need to return to Bon Temps and take care of our baby because I will soon be there and I need to know my family will be waiting for me with open arms when I got back home." Beg was the last thing left to do but if I got a response or a simple reaction from Sookie would mean it had been worth. "I love you. I love you more than you can imagine, that's the reason because you need to leave, Sookie."

"I don't want to stay away from you," she said in a whisper. They were the first and only words that came out of her mouth since we left the café after talking with Brigant. "Sookie, it's not about that, you know it. I'm not pushing you away from me."

"You're doing it." She replied with the same tone of voice. "You're forcing me to do something I don't want to and get away from you is the last thing I want to do." It would have been much easier if Sookie had simply yell at me but she seemed so calm when she spoke that it was impossible for me to say anything else. "I've always been by your side and always will be, Eric. I don't understand why you want to get me away from here. I am where I wanna be."

"Sookie…"

"It's true, Eric."

Her eyes were fixed on mine like two daggers and it was increasingly difficult to try to convince her that I was doing the right thing.

"Sookie, you're not doing this harder for me, please." I wasn't going to change my mind when my pregnant wife could be in danger. No, I would stand firm in my decision even if it meant that Sookie would leave at home pissed off at me. "Staying here is a risk that I can't take so I'm asking you not to keep arguing with me."

"You are mistaken, Eric." She said no more and began picking up her clothes from the closet.

Was I mistaken? Maybe Sookie was right but I couldn't put her in danger or our baby. If that meant she would be pissed off at me for a while I did not care if I managed her to be safe.

Sookie walked around the room, making brief stops at the bathroom, and picking things in her way. She didn't talk to me at any time and neither looked me into my eyes. I was beginning to think she would not talk to me ever again and I was afraid this could affect her too much.

"What time is the flight?" She asked no more. She was sitting on the bed, looking inside her purse, one of which I had gifted her, and putting her phone inside. "Guess if everything's ready is because I have a plane ticket, right?"

"Yes, of course."

"Good. If you call the front desk and tell them to send someone to help me with my suitcase would be much easier for me." The tone of her voice was cold as ice but I couldn't blame her. "You said I shouldn't carry weight." For the first time she looked into my eyes.

"I thought to take you to the airport to make sure there are no problems."

"Do you think there will be problems?" There was not concern in her voice. "I am a grown woman, Eric, and I know how to take care of myself."

"I did not mean that."

"And what did you mean exactly?" Great, now she was pissed. "Come on and explain it because I may not be understanding. You may think I'm not smart enough to know what you're talking about." Every word that got out from her lips was like a dagger into my heart but maybe I deserve it.

"I want to make sure Niall Brigant keeps his word, that's all." I said dryly as I walked up to her. "I know right now you're thinking I'm the biggest asshole in the world because I'm forcing you to go home against your will but everything what I'm doing is for you, Sookie. That's all I care about and if you can't understand it…that's not my problem."

"Sure, it's not your problem." She said, poisoning every word.

"Is this what's going to happen from now, Sookie?" I decided I was tired of hiding the fact that everything was okay. "I'm tired, very tired of this shit, I assure you, but if I have to do this once more to make sure you'll be safe I'll do. I don't care you don't think it's okay or is a mistake because I'll do anyway." If I didn't care about it I would had come out of that room, slamming the door behind me but I couldn't do that to Sookie. I would never forgive myself and she did not deserve any of this.

Sookie forgot her purse for a moment and walked slowly towards me and wrapped her arms around my waist. There were no words, no apologies or looks of hatred. A hug. A simple hug and everything seemed back to normal between us.

"I'm sorry I acted like a bitch," she muttered as we stood embraced. I couldn't help chuckling when I heard her and Sookie laughed softly a second later. "But I'm still pissed off."

"I know, baby, I know." I couldn't stop stroking her soft hair as I held her tightly against my body. "You know how much I love you, don't you?" Sookie nodded. "And you know I'm only doing this for you, for us, and this baby growing inside you." Sookie nodded again. "Everything else is irrelevant and I'm not worried about anything else anymore other my family."

"I know, Eric."

I knew stay away from Sookie in New York was the best choice I could have taken but at the same time I couldn't leave her. How could I live without her in the next days? Since we met we had hardly been away from each other and those two weeks after the explosion in Bon Temps had been unbearable.

"Eric, are you still here?" She asked as touched my forehead and looked at me straight in the eye.

"Yeah, sorry." Sookie just smiled slightly but did not say a word. "I was thinking how much I'll miss you when you're gone."

"Me too."

It wasn't going to be easy.

"Eric, you need to promise me that you'll be careful, okay?" I started to nod but did not seem enough for her. "I'm serious. Getting back to Bon Temps will be the hardest thing I have to do but thinking about something might happen to you…" I did not want her to cry again but I couldn't think of anything else I could say to make her feel better. "Sookie, I can take care of myself, I've been doing it for a long time."

"You better, 'cause I'm not going to raise this baby alone." She answered firmly and I knew she was quite serious.

Fortunately Niall Brigant accepted Sookie leaving New York and I was sure he did agree because he knew I would refuse to lift a finger until I was completely sure Sookie was safe.

"Don't do anything stupid," she said as stroked my forehead. We were facing the gate of her flight surrounded by hundreds of people walking from one side to another and Brigant's men who, so kindly, escorted us to the airport.

"Same here," and she laughed slightly. "You know your Gran and Jason will ask questions, right?"

Sookie nodded and looked down. "I know I can't tell them anything but they'll be surprised to see me alone."

"Don't worry about anything, okay?" I was about to open my mouth again but Sookie's expression stopped me. Her eyes were back with tears and I knew it was only a matter of time for her to begin crying again. "I promise you that we'll be together before you know it." I tried to encourage her in any way but I was not being very convincing. "Besides, we'll celebrate it when I get back, okay? We'll go to dinner or we can arrange a trip, what do you think? We could even go back to Jamaica if you want."

"I like Jamaica." She whispered. "But I just want you back safe and sound."

"I promise you, Sookie."

"You better." And she hugged me with more force than before.

We were standing there without moving until we heard from the speakers that it was the last call for passengers on her flight and seconds later a young man in an airport uniform stood beside us to get Sookie's suitcase and go home.

"It's time, Sook." But I still did not move. "You have to go before I change my mind and get on that plane with you." Sookie's eyes lit up when looked at me suddenly. "Don't even think it'll work." She laughed and at least I was sure she would leave pissed at me.

"Okay, I gotta go." She put her purse in place once again and turned to tell the young man that she was ready. "I will miss you terribly, you know, right? We both will miss you," and I couldn't help putting my hands over her belly before pulling away from her. "So take good care of yourself, do what you have to do and come home soon." There wasn't a suggestion but an order.

"I will."

I stood there paralyzed until the gates closed and I didn't leave until I saw her plane taking off. My heart sank when I watched it but when disappeared in the sky I knew I had to forget Sookie at the moment and focus on what I had to do. It wouldn't be easy because she was always in my thoughts, it was like that since the day I met her, but I had to make the effort or everything would going to hell.

"I'm so glad you finally retrained on your mission, Eric." Although Sookie and I had gone to the airport in a rental car, Niall Brigant and some of his men had followed us and I was now in the back seat of a FBI car with Brigant next to me and two other men. "I've had no other choice actually, don't you think?" I asked him glaring at him. "You were willing to hold my wife until I had taken care of Edgington."

"Yes, I think it was a good way to encourage you to do so."

I would have strangled him right there but I knew that had signed our death warrant. His men would have killed me a second later and following Brigant's instructions they would have take care of Sookie not getting to Bon Temps.

"The truth is I've been thinking about you since you decided to marry this lovely girl." I did not want him to talk about Sookie, he had no right to do so. "Although I have to admit she has character. The way she tried to defend you was admirable." My fists were so tight that I could feel the nails digging into the palms of my hands. "I have to congratulate you because she's a beautiful woman and you're lucky to have her by your side. Any man would willing to kill you to have her." If in some parallel universe Niall Brigant thought he had a chance to get my wife, he was much crazier than he thought.

"My wife is on a plane in her way to home so the only thing that worries me right now is this mission, understood?" I couldn't still listening Brigant to talk about Sookie in the way he was doing it.

"As you wish."

All I could remember of the next hour was that we barely moved from the car and Brigant handed me dozens of papers about Russell Edgington but none of that mattered to me anymore. All I could think about was Sookie and the first thing she would do when she got home. Would she get in bed or into the shower? Would she get to sleep all night or just stay away staring at the ceiling? It was what she did when something was bothering her and although she assured me a million times she was going to be okay I did not believe her.

Sookie POV

Getting back to Bon Temps was always a source of happiness but when I crossed the threshold of my house I was not happy at all. There was a part of me that stayed in New York with Eric and until he did not return I wouldn't be complete. It was real and sad but I couldn't fall apart. No, I had to pretend everything was fine for the sake of my family.

I knocked on the door of my old house and my Gran greeted me with a look of surprise and a huge smile on her face.

"Sookie!" She hugged me and I had to make a great effort to maintain my balance. I was dizzy and threw up during the flight although I suspected it had nothing to do with the trip. Every time I thought Eric was alone in New York nausea hit me. I wanted to think it was because the pregnancy but I was sure my nerves were getting the worse of me. "Honey, you don't know how good it's to see you again."

"Me too, Gran."

We were sitting at the kitchen table drinking tea and couldn't help feeling guilty 'cause I knew when she asked me the first question I would have to lie.

"It seems there has been a short trip, right?" She looked at me over her cup and I took a deep breath before answering.

"Yeah, Eric had to take care of some issues there and we decided it was better for me to get back home and he'd stay in New York a couple of days to fix it all." I tried to make my voice sound normal but my Gran knew me too well and sooner or later she would realize that something was wrong.

"Sookie, are you feeling okay?" That was another question I hadn't yet thought of. I wanted Eric to be the first to know that I was pregnant but after having told him everything went to hell and we had been pretty busy deciding what we were going to do. We didn't even have a chance to talk about if we wanted to tell it or keep it quiet for a while but now the decision was all mine. "Sookie…"

"I'm fine, Gran." And I took a sip of my tea. "It's not been a good trip back, that's all." I wanted to tell her that I was expecting a baby and was very happy about it but decided not to say a word until I had talked to Eric. It wasn't just me. "I've been dizzy most of the time and thought I'd come to see you much sooner but I wasn't feeling too well."

"Honey," she stroked the hand I put on the table and looked at me sweetly, "you should have stayed at home resting a little longer."

"I really wanted to see you," I said shrugging. It was the truth, they had hardly spent a couple of days since I said to her that I was going to New York but I had missed her terribly. "Besides, it seems since I returned from honeymoon we haven't had much time to be together."

"Well, you're married now, dear, it's normal to be busier." My Gran knew how in love I was with Eric but my marriage was not going to change my habit of spending time with my grandmother. I loved the things we did together but maybe I should have waited until next day before going to her house and start lying. "But you know you'll always have a bedroom in this house for whatever you want."

And that was how I spent the night sleeping in my old bedroom. I didn't have the strength enough to go home and sleep in the same bed I had shared with my husband and it'd be empty for the next few days.

I woke up when I heard a sound beside the bed and that's when I realized my cell phone was vibrating.

"Eric?" I didn't even bother to look at the caller ID 'cause I was pretty sure it was him. "Eric, is that you?"

"Hey baby, how are you?" I was glad to hear his voice so I did not care any more. "I'm okay, Eric. You?"

"I've been better." He sighed heavily and I knew he was not fine at all. "I've spent the last six hours reading reports about Russell Edgington and my head hurts so much that I can't read anything else." I wanted to be with him and hug him and tell him everything was going to be okay. "I miss you very much, Sook." A tear began to slide down my cheek when I heard him but I wasn't going to fall apart at that moment. "I thought I'd be able to forget everything around me after you left but it's harder than I thought."

"Eric, you need to calm down, okay?" Was I giving him an advice? I wasn't the right person to do it; I was pregnant and in love. "I'm not sure what to tell you right now to make you feel better 'cause I miss you too and I haven't stopped thinking about you since I left New York."

"I love you, Sookie."

"I love you, too."

I could hear his breathing so clearly that I was worried by the fact that we were barely talking. I knew him pretty well and I'd never heard him sigh so many times.

"Haven't you spent the night at home?"

"No," I said no more. "I came to visit my Gran as soon as I unpacked my suitcase and we were chatting. It began to get dark and I was unable to go home 'cause I did not want to be alone."

"I understand. I called this morning but when you didn't answer I figured you would have spent the night with your Gran." He knew me so well that sometimes I felt that we didn't need to talk. "Are you okay? What about nausea?"

That, at least, made me feel better. "I'm fine, I had some nausea on the plane but I've been better since I'm in Bon Temps."

"And you told Gran?"

"No."

"Sookie, I know you want us to be together doing it but if you really want to tell her you can, okay? I'm not getting mad…"

"It's not about that, Eric."

"And what is this about then, Sookie?" He asked me gently and I could imagine a small smile appearing on his lips. "I know things haven't gone as I expected after the honeymoon, but…"

"I'm not blaming, sweetie," and wasn't doing it. I knew Eric was feeling guilty enough by the fact that Niall Brigant had returned to disrupt our lives but to confess Eric – much less by phone – what I was thinking at that moment would have been a terrible idea. "Guess I didn't expect any of this either when we returned from Jamaica. I know you received that letter but I wanted to believe with all my strength that it did not mean anything."

"I know, Sookie, I know, baby, but I promise you that everything will end soon, you hear me?" I was nodding automatically until I realized Eric could not see me. "Sookie, do you trust me?"

"Of course I trust you." If I hadn't my life would have continued being empty and I shouldn't thinking about my baby all the time. "I just want you to come home as soon as possible, Eric. That's all I care about."

"I love you, Sookie."

"I love you too, Eric."

I couldn't hold back the tears and sobs when I hung up the phone but at least Eric hadn't heard me. I knew perfectly he needed to focus and put his five senses in what he was doing and the last thing I wanted was to make him feel bad or force him to make a mistake and something went wrong.

So I laid down there staring at the ceiling, trying to memorize every single detail of my former bedroom and hoping everything returned to normal. I did not like sitting down doing nothing but this time there was nothing, nothing at all I could do to help my husband.

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