Sawyer paced. She looked at Eric sitting at the island. He sat with the sun shining on him. And he wasn't burning. He was smiling and alive. She turned when she heard the front door open. She walked out of the kitchen and towards the front of the house. She was relieved when she saw Lafayette standing there. He looked slightly confused as to why she had called but he accepted her hug anyway.
"What do you need hooker?" he asked as she lead him to the kitchen.
"I need you to take the kids for today and possibly tomorrow," Sawyer explained.
"Why?"
"Cause something happened to Eric."
Lafayette followed Sawyer into the kitchen. He didn't understand what she meant. He then saw Eric sitting at the island. Lafayette stood still when he realized that the sun was shining on Eric and he wasn't burning. He turned and looked at Sawyer.
"Why the fuck isn't he burning?" he asked.
Sawyer looked down, "I think I may have made him human."
Lafayette looked at Eric then at Sawyer then back at Eric. He watched as Eric got up and walked over to the window and looked outside. He then turned back to Sawyer, "Hooker, I love you but I really don't think that yous is that good in bed to make a dead vampire alive again."
Sawyer shook her head, "No, I," she looked at Lafayette, "I'm not normal anymore. I have these powers."
"Sawyer, he does not need to know," Eric said turning around and walking over to them. He was loathe to leave the warmth of the sun but he wanted to stop Sawyer before she said too much. He didn't want anyone to know about her powers. He wanted to protect her. He knew that there were people out there like Russell and Sophie-Anne who would take Sawyer and stick her in a gilded cage like she was some collectible item and not a person.
"I need to know what the hell is going on if you want my help," Lafayette stated.
"I'm a völva," Sawyer whispered, "It's like a witch but more powerful. I can do... Anything, I think."
Sawyer watched Lafayette. She knew that it was a lot to take in. She still wasn't sure what she could and couldn't do. She looked at Eric and knew that she had to have been the one who had made him human again. She had wished it and wanted it deep down and maybe that was all it took. She turned and saw Lafayette look at Eric again. He then turned his attention on her.
"So yous gots this power and you think you did this to him?" he asked.
Sawyer shrugged, "I don't know, maybe. That's what we need to find out. We need to know if I did this and how we can change him back."
Eric was silent for a moment, "If I can be changed back," he muttered.
Sawyer looked at Eric fear in her eyes, "We will change you back. We have to. I can't," she turned away a million thoughts going through her mind about how now Eric was in danger. She knew that as sheriff he must have made enemies. If they found out about this... She shook her head. She wouldn't allow them to find out. She needed to keep Eric safe.
"Hey," Lafayette said seeing the look on her face, "it'll be fine. Maybe it's temporary or something," he suggested.
Sawyer nodded. She looked at Lafayette, "Will you take the kids for a couple of days?"
Lafayette nodded, "You know I'd do anything for you, hooker."
"I'll go get them."
Lafayette watched as Sawyer left the kitchen. He turned and looked at Eric. He saw the way Eric was looking at him. He realized that even though Eric wasn't a vampire he was still looking at Lafayette in a menacing way. Lafayette decided that this time he could do something about it. He stepped closer to Eric and balled his hand in a fist. He punched the Viking right on his jaw. Pained exploded in his hand and he tried to shake it off. He looked at Eric and smiled in satisfaction as he saw a look of pain on Eric's face as well.
"You will pay for that," Eric said.
"No, that's what you deserve. That is for locking me in your fucking basement and for breaking Sawyer's heart five years ago," Lafayette said.
The hard look on Eric's face softened, "I did not want to leave her. Sophie-Anne gave me no choice. Plus, Sawyer left me first."
Lafayette rolled his eyes, "This is not about what that bitch queen made you do. This is about you being your selfish piggish self when you refused to give up selling V for her. I had to wait five mother fuckin' years but it was damn worth it. You deserve that and more."
"Then why aren't you giving it to me?"
Lafayette shrugged, "I figures if I try to give you exactly what you deserve, Sawyer might just decide to beat me up. And now that she has some freaky powers...," Lafayette shook his head, "She is scary enough when she gets angry, there is no need for me to see what kind of shit she could do to me with her power."
Eric nodded, "Smart choice."
"Well, unlikes yous, I do use my brain in my head, not the one in my pants."
Eric had to nod at that. He knew that Lafayette had a point. He turned and walked back over to the windows. He closed his eyes as the heat of the sun shone down on him. He had forgotten how great it was to feel the sun on his skin. He opened his eyes and looked at the bright outside. Part of him hoped that Sawyer couldn't find a way to turn him back. He wanted to be in the sun with Sawyer and their children. He wanted to share that with them. He sighed. He knew that Sawyer would never let that happen. She would move heaven and earth to fix what had happened. Eric looked down at the wedding band on his hand. He didn't know if he would be able to find the words to tell her that he didn't want it to be fixed.
Sawyer parked the Jeep in the parking lot of Fangtasia. She turned and looked at Eric. He was wearing a fedora and sunglasses but she knew that all it would take was a couple of words or a closer look and anyone would know that something was wrong with the Sheriff of Area 5. Sawyer grabbed her bag and climbed out of the Jeep. She slammed her door telling herself that they would find that number of that doctor that specialized in supernatural things and that she would have the answers. She walked around the front of the Jeep and looked up at Eric. He was wearing a green t-shirt that she hadn't seen before and a pair of torn light wash jeans with flip flops. She walked over to him and took his hand.
"What's the name of this doctor?" she asked as they walked across the parking lot.
"Dr. Ludwig. She is very pricey," Eric said walking close to Sawyer.
"I don't care how expensive she is. I just want to figure out how we can fix this."
Eric nodded. He turned and looked at Sawyer. She looked worried and he wanted more than anything to just hold her and tell her that everything would be all right. He knew her though and he knew that she would never just let anything go that way. He stopped when he felt Sawyer stop beside him. He turned and looked at her and saw that her face had gone white. He looked around and cursed. He realized that they were standing at the very spot that he had almost burned at handcuffed to Russell.
"Vacker?" he asked standing in front of her. Her eyes were white and Eric suddenly knew that it was her völva powers were at work.
Sawyer stood there and looked down at Eric and Russell. Eric was handcuffed to Russell. She gasped at the smoke that was slowly coming off of Eric. She saw the burned flesh and felt tears come to her eyes.
"Are you really stupid enough to try and kill me?" Russell asked.
"Shut up. You deserve it for what you did to my family."
"Oh, grow the fuck up and be a man. That was over a thousand years ago."
Sawyer turned when she felt a presence behind her. She saw a man standing there wearing white clothes. He looked so young yet he looked at Eric with so much love. She knew that this was Godric. She watched as he looked at Eric then looked up and met her eyes.
"He needs you, Sawyer. Without you he loses the will to stay on this earth. He would rather meet the sun then live without you," he told her.
"Godric," Sawyer said snapping back to reality. She looked at saw Eric's shocked face looking back at her. She stepped back and stood there staring at the asphalt beneath her feet.
"Vacker, why did you say Godric's name?" Eric asked watching her shake.
Sawyer looked up and met Eric's eyes, "You didn't just want to kill Russell that day. You wanted to die too."
"Sawyer, I only did it-."
"Don't. I could feel the pain oozing off of you, Eric. And Godric told me. He said that you'd rather meet the sun then live without me. Was he right? Was attempting to kill Russell just an excuse for you to kill yourself?"
Eric was silent. He then looked down and nodded, "Yes."
Sawyer felt more tears fall. She walked past Eric and towards Fangtasia. She pulled out the keys and unlocked the door. She heard Eric following her but she didn't want to deal with him. She needed time to sit down and cry. She couldn't imagine the world without Eric in it. It hurt to her soul to think about how close she had been to losing him and she hadn't even known anything about it. She shoved the door to the club open and walked in. She walked over to the bar and tossed her bag on it.
"Vacker, please try and understand-," Eric started walking into the club behind her and taking her arm.
"Don't," she said turning around and glaring at him. She watched as he flew across the bar and slammed into the wall. She let more tears roll down her cheeks, "I can't do this right now. I am going to go and find that number and call the doctor. I need to just," she shook her head and just walked away.
Eric let himself slide down to the floor. His body ached and he winced as he moved his arms. Sawyer had slammed him hard against the wall. He heard the door to his office slam shut. He swore and took off his sunglasses and tossed them aside. He had forgotten how painful being a human could be. He had also forgotten how powerful Sawyer was. He slowly pushed himself up and to his feet. He winced and walked over to the bar. He remembered how much liquor could help cure the ache in his body.
He walked behind the bar and grabbed himself a large bottle of whiskey. He poured himself a large shot and downed it. He coughed as it burned down his throat but he smiled after. He looked at the bottle and poured himself another drink. He slammed the bottle down on the counter.
"I had forgotten there were some very good things about being human," he muttered knocking back another shot. He took that moment to look around his club. He grabbed the bottle of whiskey and walked over to his throne on the stage. He took a seat and poured himself another drink. "All hail King Eric," he muttered laughing as he knocked back another drink. Getting drunk sounded like a very good plan at the moment.
