Chapter 11~

As soon as he came through the door, Sookie rose from her seat and threw her arms around Sam, hugging him tightly. Sam smiled and squeezed her back, ignoring the warning growl from Eric behind him. He was tempted to issue a warning himself when her scent reached him. Not only had she had Eric's blood, albeit a very small amount of it, but the scent of her arousal clung to her like perfume. He shot a glare Eric's way as the vampire set Sookie's bag down beside his desk and moved to gently pull Sookie out of his arms. The viking's answering smirk was enough to make Sam roll his eyes. It seemed someone was staking his claim already... that was faster than he'd expected.

Sam knew exactly how his old friend would respond to Sookie. Despite Pam's snarky comments and insults, she and Sam actually spoke quite often, usually about Eric. Neither of them were oblivious to the fact that he'd grown bored with his existence recently. He'd been contemplating how to bring Eric and Sookie together when Compton had strolled into town and created this whole clusterfuck they currently found themselves in. Part of Sam was grateful to Bill for being the reason he needed to introduce Sookie to Eric. Not grateful enough to refrain from killing the fucker, of course. He and Eric were definitely in agreement that Compton needed to die. Painfully.

He watched with barely concealed interest as Eric pulled Sookie into his side and wrapped an arm around her waist. Despite the blush staining her cheeks, she did nothing to dissuade him. A smile curled at Sam's lips and he gave a subtle nod to the viking, acknowledging his claim. Antiquated as it may seem, supernatural creatures tended to be quite possessive of those that they viewed as "theirs". Sookie didn't know it yet, but she had just been claimed.

Eric smiled again as he looked over at Sookie, sitting next to him in the car, softly humming along to a song on the radio. The meeting with Sam that night had gone better than he'd expected. When he'd met the shifter at the bar, he knew Sam could smell Sookie all over him, and when he'd hugged her and scented Eric's blood in her, he had expected more resistance from his friend. He knew Sookie was like a sister to Sam and thus, he was extremely protective of her. Probably even more so than her real brother. So when he'd acknowledged Eric's claim on her, and seemingly approved of it, Eric could admit to being a little stunned.

Perhaps he should have waited until after he'd spoken to Sookie about it but he'd never been one to postpone going after something he wanted. Oh he was capable of biding his time, in the right situations. But this was not one of those times. His cunning nature told him that there was more to Compton's infatuation with Sookie than he'd originally believed. There was too much going on that just didn't add up, and Eric's gut was telling him to claim the girl. Now. Something big was coming their way, he felt it in his bones, and Sookie would play an important part in it. His instincts were never wrong and Godric had taught him to always trust that part of himself.

He reached out and wrapped his hand around hers where it rested on her thigh. She rewarded him with a blush and a smile, and he couldn't help but wonder... would she still blush like that for him when he was inside her? His cock jerked in response and he had to stifle a groan as he pulled the corvette into the garage. He knew Sookie would want to talk first and he just hoped he could keep himself from ripping her clothes off until they'd finished.

Lorena moaned, gyrating her hips as she writhed against the man under her. She hated faking her orgasms, unfortunately it had become a necessity. Beneath her, Felipe groaned with his own orgasm and she held back her grimace of distaste as she felt him empty himself inside her. Lorena never had a problem doing whatever it took to get what she wanted, including spreading her legs. As far as she was concerned, sex was just another commodity to be used, sold or traded to get what she wanted.

She collapsed onto the bed beside him, feigning a satisfied moan. Felipe flashed her a smug grin as he ran a hand down her nude body between the valley of her breasts then rose from the bed, moving to the bathroom. The door closed behind him and moments later she heard the shower come on. Felipe's obsessive need to shower right after they had sex mystified her but she didn't argue. Moving quickly, she snatched up her phone and sent a text to her child. She'd been feeling Bill's rage intensely tonight and found that her own ire was beginning to rise. She knew he'd fucked up and lost the girl but he had assured her that he was close to getting her back. However, she feared perhaps he had spoken too soon. A buzz from the phone in her hand indicated an incoming message and her fears were confirmed. The girl had escaped his grasp again tonight. She was tempted to go to Bon Temps herself but she couldn't leave now, she almost had Felipe where she she wanted him and leaving now would ruin everything. But she could send someone else in her place, she thought as she quickly sent out another message. She heard the water in the shower turn off and she slid her phone back into her purse just before the door opened and Felipe emerged, stark naked and still dripping wet, his hard cock jutting out proudly as he gripped it in his hand. "Ready for round two, sweetheart?" he asked as he stalked towards her. Her jaw clenched and she forced a smile onto her face as she opened her arms and welcomed him back into her bed.

Pam smiled as she sat in the hospital room listening to Adele argue with her grandson. As pretty as the boy was, he wasn't terribly bright. Most people would be put off by Jason's lack of intelligence but he had an odd sort of charm to him that Pam found intriguing. At the moment, Adele was attempting to convince him not to go after Bill himself and to let Eric deal with it. Pam had to agree. "Don't worry," she said, grinning wickedly as she reassured him, "Compton will get what he deserves. Eric will make certain of it." Jason still didn't look convinced however. "We know where he lives." she continued "Do you really think we aren't keeping an eye on him? He may have his little spies, but so do we. And I'd wager, ours are better. I assure you, we've got plans for Bill Compton."

Adele chuckled from her bed and smiled knowingly at Pam. Pam had known about what happened with Eric and Adele all those years ago but she'd never spoken to the woman about it. The blood oath Eric took that night prevented him from speaking about it to anyone not of his blood. As she shared his blood, she was exempt, as was Godric. While they'd kept an eye on the family over the years, they'd also kept as much distance as possible. They'd known that Adele had lost Fintan and her two children and that she raised her grandchildren on her own. And while Eric had occasionally slipped money into the woman's bank account to help her out, he'd never visited the family again after that night. When Adele had called one evening and informed him that one of her grandchildren had inherited Fintan's light, Eric worked vigilantly to keep his own kind out of Bon Temps and away from the child. Bill Compton's sudden appearance and interest in Sookie was a mystery that they all intended to solve.

After assuring Adele that he wouldn't try to go after Bill on his own, and hugging her goodbye, Jason followed Pam out into the hall. As it turned out, their timing was perfect... the new guards had arrived. Pam strode towards the newcomers with a wide smirk splitting her face. "Diantha. Gladiola. Pleasure to see you again, ladies. Are you ready to help us set a trap for a rat?"