Disclaimer: I do not own these characters; I just borrow them from the fabulous Mrs. Harris.
It is my first fanfic in English and no beta, so please excuse the grammar and the spelling :-)
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Eric parked the Corvette in its usual spot and I started to open the door when he vamp-speeded over and opened it for me taking my hand. I was surprised this was not like Eric but it seemed he was determined to play the role of a perfect gentleman when he even offered me his arm. I thought we were going through the employees' entrance but Eric ushered me towards the front. Of course we didn't stand in line. The evening's bouncer was human and he bowed his head to Eric.
'Good evening Master and good evening Miss Stackhouse.' He said which surprised me because I had never seen him before. As we entered Fangtasia all eyes were turned in our direction I had never seen that many vampires in the bar at one time, their nostrils were flaring and their eyes were locked on me they were circling like sharks in bloody waters. Humans and vampires looked at us but with different motives and thoughts, I bet. I let my mind sweep through the humans.
'Why is he with her? She is ugly. Oh, I want him so bad.'
'He has never brought a human here before. She is not worthy.'
I stood on my tippy-toe and whispered in Eric's ear what they thought and he whispered back that he was sure that the vampires were thinking just the opposite. He put his arm round my waist.
We went to the bar and Eric ordered a TrueBlood and a Gin and Tonic for me. The bartender looked familiar to me. He was new but I had seen him before. He was wearing an eye patch on his left eye and he donned a mustache and a Vandyke. He was about my height and he was wearing a black poet shirt and black pants and black boots. He made an exaggerated bow with his right hand fluttering in front of him and sent me a fangy smile.
'Charles Twining at your service, Miss.' He said and winked at me. Eric tightened his hold on my waist. It annoyed me that I could not remember where I had seen him before.
'Charles let me introduce you to Miss Sookie Stackhouse, she is Mine.' Eric sounded cold as ice and stared at Charles Twining waiting for submission.
'Yes, Master she is yours.' Charles Twinging backed away and Eric turned his attention to the rest of the bar and the circling vampires. I caught Charles Twinging's eyes before I turned to look at the room and he winked at me again. I giggled silently and sent him a smile.
We went to Eric's private booth and sat beside each other Eric's arm never leaving my waist being possessive or protective, who knows perhaps both. I leaned against him and asked softly who Charles Twinging was. I knew Eric would hear me over the noise at Fangtasia. He told me, Charles Twining came to Shreveport a while ago actually it was at the time when I was hiding in the hidey-hole so before Bill went to the Queen. I felt relieved that at least that vampire was not here on my account. The new bartender made me think of Long Shadow and it occurred to me that maybe Eric had had trouble on that account. I asked him and he brushed me off with a short explanation that he had paid a fine to Long Shadows maker.
The vampires kept circling closer and closer and I was getting nervous. I knew Eric would probably kill them all before they could get a hold on me, but it was unnerving just the same. Pam was making her way over in human speed sending the new kids in town an irritated look.
'I saw you kicked that asshole Compton in the balls. Sookie you are definitely my favorite non-vampire.' She said with an overly sweet smile arriving at our booth.
'So I understand that this means you are off the marked. I had so high hopes on the two of us.' She went on a little loud as her fangs ran out. I expected something like that from her but I was embarrassed just the same. With all the circling vampires it was a bit much. Eric growled at her.
'Pamela you will show respect. Sookie is Mine.' Eric didn't raise his voice over hers but every vampire heard him.
'Yes Master. Sookie is Yours!' She complied in the same level of voice. I realized it was for the benefit of our audience of moving predators. Some of them moved away into the perimeters of the bar and started to make calls on their mobiles others seemed to pause for a moment but then went on with their business which unfortunately was assessing me. Pam leaned over the table and whispered in my ear.
'I have a welcome to the family-present for you in the basement aka the dungeon. I'm sure you will like it.' She pointed to her nose and smiled mischievously. Eric shook his head and his eyes shot daggers at her.
'I'll deal with our guest in the basement don't bother Sookie with this. Now, Pam get the first circling vulture.' Eric was getting impatient with the whole situation. I reached up and placed a kiss on Eric cheek and whispered.
'Tell me, who is in the basement? Is it Mickey or Bill?' I was pretty sure it had to one or the other. Eric looked at me evaluating whether I would be a bother about not knowing or be a bother knowing. I could see he came to a decision before he said anything.
'It's Mickey, my Lover.'
'Make him pay.' I said straining to hold back my anger. Eric looked surprised for about one millisecond then he leaned in and licked my neck at the pulse point. The implied suggestion and the feeling on my skin went straight to my panties and I could swear that the nearest vampires yanked their heads up just as I felt the warmth spread in my body. Keeping company with Supes was sometimes on the border of offensive. Their sense of smell was so attune it irked me out.
'Maybe I'll bring you a souvenir when I have visited our guest.' Eric said and sensing my uneasiness towards the mass of vampires he went on;
'Sookie, these are only minor vampires don't worry. It will be over soon. Would you like to dance afterwards?' I nodded and grabbed his hand under the table the intense atmosphere had stolen my voice. I braced myself; took a deep breath and plastered a smile on my face.
Pam presented one vampire after another and I was introduced by Eric as his. After a while it was getting to me; being presented as a possession. I had to tune out so not to get infuriated. I wondered why there were only minor vampires, not that I felt I was that important but the sheer amount of vampires made it obvious that something big was going on. The whole thing kind of reminded me of one time I was at an auction with my Gran; People assessing the items and people getting bids on the phone. And sure enough as soon as the thought hit me the first vampire offered Eric property in exchange for me on behalf of his maker.
I felt nauseated, this was fare worse than I expected and I could feel Eric getting angrier by the moment. What the hell was going on?
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Sorry for the short chapter. It didn't quite work out as I planned.
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