OK Boys and Girls, have some lemons no salt, no sugar added.

Although you may want to have a shot of tequila after this one is done.

;) :D

Eric was in his room smelling the shirt he had worn the night before. It smelled like her. He wanted nothing more than to go to Bon Temps and find her. He could feel from her blood that she was insanely happy about something, and a few times he caught his imagination running away from him. He had to get over his jealousy and quick if he had plans to keep Sookie. She didn't have long to be back and he was wasting time but he couldn't bring himself to leave while she felt this way. He was terrified that he would get to her home and be found in bed with Ulfr.

His had to find his phone which was ringing, he had thrown it earlier when he thought about Pam calling him insecure. He was surprised it was still working. "Yes" It was Claude, saying he had a woman there that knew him. Surely Claude would have known if it was Sookie, and if it was her he wouldn't be alive to call him.

"And? Many women know me." Eric said already bored with the conversation.

"I don't think she is a fang banger vamp tramp Northman." Claude said.

"Hey Fairy Fairy," Eric heard in the background, she was laughing hysterically at her play on words like that was a new one.

"Claude, you have owned that place long enough to know just kick the mischief out."

"Oh fuck him Fairy, jus call Sookie, she will pick me up." Eric heard from the drunk.

Eric heard Sookies name and became interested in the conversation real quick. "Claude who is that, what did she say her name was?"

"She said it was Cynthia or something like that, I really wasn't listening at the time. How long will it take you to get here."

"Shortly" That was all Eric said and hung up the phone.

Claude eyed the woman carefully she really was stunningly beautiful. He was curious about her, she was a supe but he couldn't figure out what kind. She had also mentioned Sookie, apparently she was very late in the program, Sookie's body was buried 9 years ago. "Where do you know the Viking from?"

"Les jus say we gotta mutual frien. Come ta think bout it, we gotta mutual frien too." Her words slurring.

"Not much of a drinker are you?" Claude just wanted her out of there, he was due on stage soon.

"I could drink you under the table, Wooo!" Her head bobbed, she put her hands to her temples to steady it. "Wha waz that stuff?" She asked, his eyebrow raised intending her to elaborate. She got the idea. "It waz green, then the somewhat purtty man did something with with a spoon an water an it turned to milk." She giggled.

Just then Eric strode in the office. Thank the stars Claude thought.

Eric's pupils dilated and fangs extended when he walked in the room. He was stronger than that though and shook it off. He saw Claude sitting by his desk looking relieved. Aphrodite was sitting on one of the velvet chairs holding her head. "What did you give her Fairy?" Eric asked. He was angry, he didn't want to deal with a very drunk Goddess.

"The idiot bartender gave her la fée verte. And apparently a lot of it."

"You and your bartender are idiots, you let a Goddess get drunk, and on Absinthe? Was it legal?" Eric was pleased that Claude seemed to grasp the severity of the situation. He looked worried, the fairy didn't know she was a Goddess. He just shook his head no. "So you are telling me that you gave Aphrodite, true Absinthe. I swear Claude if the Green Fairy visits her and she does something stupid I will drain you." Eric turned to the drunk Goddess, but not before he saw the Claude turn red. "If you wouldn't mind coming with me." He held out his hand which she took and almost fell over in her attempt to stand up. He helped her walk through the club, he glared at the bartender as he passed, and to his car.

He was speeding down the street trying to get home as soon as he could. He knew if the green fairy did indeed visit he didn't want to be in a confined space with her.

"Please, for the love of Zeus slow down Eric." She was holding her face in her hands.

Don't you dare puke in my car damn it Eric kept repeating over and over in his mind. He was frustrated he shouldn't be babysitting a drunk, he should be figuring out how he could get Sookie back in his favour. He smiled to himself thinking how fortunate he was, his answer was sitting next to him. He had the Goddess of love right next to him, and she was drunk so it would be even easier to get answers. If he had learned anything with Fangtasia it was that drunks loved to talk.

"Viking, I think I like this drink, do you have any at your home." She asked, Eric noticed her speech had improved and hoped she was sobering up a little.

"No."

The rest of the drive home was in silence.

"Victor Madden speaking." He said answering his phone.

"I gave you time to think on it. If we are going to go through with this you need to tell me now. The sooner the better." The cool voice said.

"You are quite positive she has her gift?"

"Yes."

Victor thought about it for a second. "That is fine then, you do this and you get what you want and I can get what I want. It's a win win situation." He closed his phone smiling.

So she lied, he thought grinning to himself. He was told that she still had her telepathic abilities, but he wanted to see if she would tell them, or at least give herself away. Could she still not read Vampires? If he had her he would gain power far more quickly. He would know his enemies strategies, their weaknesses, everything. He would bring her here by force if necessary, use her gift when he needed, use her body if needed. He would taste her blood. He thought about the smell of her blood when Eric cut her with his nails. It was like nothing he had smelled before, he smelled the vampire in her, he smelled a trace of Fairy, and then he smelled something different. His life would soon get better. He started rubbing himself over his slacks, he was hard thinking about the power she would bring him. The blood he would taste, and the things he would do to her sexually. "Cherry, get your sweet ass in here." He said over the intercom. He needed to fuck and feed. A tall redhead walked through the door to his office and he was on her.

Sookie was sitting at the kitchen table with Jason. Michele and Jonas had gone to bed. He had kept their parents house, adding on to it and upgrading it with the money he received from selling grans house to Eric. She wasn't upset at Jason for doing it, first Eric offered him a butt load of money for it, second Jason and Michele would have had to struggle if he hadn't. She was happy seeing him do so well, he still worked on the road crew but he was good at it so there was no reason to move on. Michele was good for him, she wouldn't take his shit but she treated him with respect and she loved him. Sookie just hoped that she would warm up to her just a little more.

"Jason, I am so proud of you." He blushed. "seriously you have become a grown up."

"Yeah, I guess I did. Just had to wait till I was 35 to do it." He smiled and raised his beer as a salute. "So that stuff you told me, is that all true or were you just tryin to lead your gullible bro on with a whole hell ofa lotta bull shit?"

Sookie smiled, yep Jason is Jason, one minute he talks about the depth of a soul, next he thinks he is being had. "No BS Jason, I lived with Gods."

He was getting excited "So, what you're like… ahhhhhh… what a million years old?"

Sookie started laughing. "You are too much Jas." She saw the Jason she knew before her death in front of her. Not the irresponsible Jason, but the child like Jason. "I asked Hera that once, how old I was. She didn't know, she had said between the time I spent with them and the time I walked the earth it was tricky to figure out. She said I am definitely no younger than 5,000. So I just say I'm 5,000. I don't want anyone thinking I'm an old maid."

She had left Jason's around 3 am, he didn't seem to want her to leave, and every time she was about to go he would remember something he hadn't told her. Finally she told Jason goodnight that she wasn't going anywhere and they could catch up another time. He could deny to himself that he was tired but after the 14th yawn she had to let him get some sleep.

She was laying on the couch of her house thinking of the night. Jason told her all the town gossip which took quite a while because there was 10 years worth. He had told her about her funeral. They had two different times set up for viewings Jason had stayed for both. It was closed casket of course and therefore technically they had it so people could pay their respects. He had said that the day time viewing a lot of the people from town showed up. Hotshot had shown up, The Long Tooth Pack had shown up. Jason had told her that Alcide had taken it real bad, that he had noticed him crying in his car once it was done. Sookie knew that pack leaders don't cry, and she felt bad for him. Amelia and Octavia was there, Claude and Dermot. He had told her that Sam, Tara and Lafayette had stayed with him from the start to end even during the night time viewing.

During the night viewing Jason had said that every vampire is Louisiana and other states must have shown up, it was like New Orleans before Katrina had hit, but more somber. Eric and Pam of course , Vampires from Mississippi, Felipe de Castro and his entourage. Jason had told her that Quinn was with de Castro and his gang and couldn't understand why a were-tiger with his reputation was hanging around a buncha dead people. She laughed to herself at the look on his face when he realized what he had said, and that now his sis was one of those dead people. It was priceless.

What surprised her the most was the story that he told her of Eric meeting Hunter and Remy. Jason had told her that Eric was standing outside lost in his thoughts when Hunter walked up to him and told him not to be sad, that Sookie was with God now. He heard in Sookies head that she had loved him, and remembered him going in his closet. Eric knew Hunter could hear things so he told the little boy to never tell anyone, especially a vampire about his gift. He then set him up with a Doctor suggested from Dr Ludwig to help him control his ability. Jason told her he had asked Eric why he had done it and Eric told him it was what She would have wanted.

Sookie wanted to be with Eric even more after hearing what he had done for her little cousin, but the thought of him wanting to kill her ripped through her like a hot blade.

Eric pulled into the immaculate garage pressing the button for the door to close. He opened the door for Aphrodite, she had trouble gracefully getting out of the low car, so she gracefully fell out of it. Eric went over and held out his hand so she could get up. She lifted herself up and kept Eric's hand to help her steady herself and she followed him in the house. All the while thinking how in the hell did he get in this mess.

He sat her down on his couch moved to the chair in front of her. He figured if he wanted answers this was the best time to get them. He looked at her and every question he had went out of his head. Aphrodite sat there looking like sex, pure unadulterated sex. She slid off the couch to her hands and knees. Eric thought she looked like a beautiful cat stalking her kill. He could see the muscles under her skin, strong yet feminine. She was in front of him, her hands on his thighs lifting herself to her knees looking in his eyes. She wanted him, he could see the lust in her eyes, she was beautiful, she was a goddess, his fangs ran out to show his appreciation of the lust. "Eric Northman, do you want to gaze upon my flawless flesh?" She said as she brushed the string of her top down off her shoulders. The top of her dress fell down to her waist.

Eric was enthralled with her. Her breasts full, her small pink nipples hard, he reached out and gently ran his hand from her shoulder to her breast cupping it. He rubbed his thumb across the perfect pink nipple and heard a moan escape her throat. He felt his cock trying to stretch the material of his jeans.

She grabbed his hand off her breast and lifted his hand to her mouth slipping his finger in her mouth. She was so warm, her tongue swirling around his finger gently suckling on it, nipping the tip of it when she took it out of her mouth. Eric watched her as she stood up, his hand still in hers he wanted to touch her perfect skin, to lick her from head to toe. The dress had pooled to her feet.

"Erik Ulferickson, Mighty One, son of Ulferick? Do you wish to lay with a Goddess?"

Her voice was one of power, it was like a siren calling him by his name of old. "Yes."

He wanted this goddess, wanted to spill his cold seed into her hot womb. He watched, as she lay down on the floor, glorious in her naked state, her hair spilled around her like fine golden webs. She looked in his eyes, her aqua eyes sparkling. He saw that as open of invitation as he had ever seen. He stood over her, pulling off his shirt and slipping out of his jeans. He went to the floor on his hands and knees over her, kissing her hot skin, licking her breasts, nipping on her soft flesh but not breaking it. His mouth moving up from her breasts, he positioned himself over her. The tip of his cock ready to plunge into her hot wet center.

"STOP!" Her voice boomed. Eric didn't move, he watched as she shimmied out from under him. He was confused, he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her, he saw the lust in her eyes, smelled the arousal between her legs. He felt her heart beating heavy. Why did she command him to stop.

Eric stood up when she did confused. "What is the meaning of this woman." He asked as she slipped her dress back on.

Aphrodite looked at him, where her eyes were glittering pools of aqua lust, they were replaced with hard aqua venom. "Know your roll vampire. You do not speak to a Goddess as such." He noticed she looked the length of him. He stood there knowing she was right, she was a goddess and you do not disrespect a goddess unless you have a death wish. "Such a lovely marble statue you make Vampire, cold as stone, no breath, no emotion, no loyalty, and no heart. You Eric Northman once known as Erik Ulfrickson, have failed." She said as she walked around stopping behind his couch.

"A test?" Eric said, fury gathering down from his very soul. "A MOTHER FUCKING TEST!" He yelled. With vampire speed he pushed the couch out of his way so he could stand in front of this bitch. He wanted to watch her die slowly, watch her bleed out.

She stood holding her ground to him, not even flinching looking up at him to look in his eyes. "Yes, a test of sorts, just for my benefit." She said in a level voice. Eric hardly heard her, rage making his ears ring. "Hades, tried many years to seduce Sookie, failing each time. She was then told her lover, her husband in life had perished. Hades told her that if he found you walking the underworld that he would bring you to her as a gift. Months passed, then Hades used his illusion to look like you and sound like you, he also got his hands on fairy blood. He went to her as you, had her drink the blood to intoxicate her and seduced her."

Eric still furious asked "Why did you not tell me this sooner?" He couldn't call her a bitch like he wanted to, even in his anger he knew not to do that.

"We did you fool, we told you he used trickery. But I didn't, did I Viking? You were eager to fuck me. You do not deserve her love, her devotion, you do not deserve her. She is too good for the likes of you." With that Eric watched her shimmer out of his house and he hoped out of his life.

Bill watched the scene from outside the window. He thought Aphrodite was right, Sookie was too good for the bastard. He smiled to himself knowing this would be the perfect time to strike. Eric would be too lost in thought to know what hit him before he turned to ash. Victor promised him Area 5 if he were to take the Sheriffs life, to make it look like an act of FoTS. Bill knew that Victor wanted Sookie for himself but he had already planned that also, he would kill Eric, wait a few years go after Victor and he would have her. He knew that Victor had planned to chain her and keep her prisoner, so when he saved her he would be the hero. He would have Area 5, her, and maybe even gain leadership in Louisiana.

Bill lifted the cross bow taking aim towards Eric Northmans chest. He had gone to great measures getting the arrow from a FoTS member. It was wood with a silver tip, it had glass beads filled with liquid silver measured perfectly so the arrow would stay on target. Upon impact they would burst, killing the intended vampire with the wood to the heart or silver poisoning if the aim was off.

A smile crossed Bills handsome face and he pulled the trigger.

AN Ok I know you guys are probably wanting to strangle me for this cliffy but I just had to do it! On another note, I hope you have strapped on your seat belts because it's going to be a long ride on this roller coaster. If you thought there were twists and turns before that was just the ride up to the top.

I love reviews and my readers. Thank you all who are on this ride with me.