JANE'S POV

I don't hate Eric Northman...I FUCKING DESPISE THAT LITTLE DIPSHIT!

I squirmed in the tight corset that pushed my breasts up and almost made it impossible to breathe. My hair was curled into some kind of fifties style by Pam and she painted my lips a crimson red color with my eyes being covered in smoky eye shadow. I was FORCED to wear black garters and a black leather skirt that showed just the lace on my upper thighs. I wore black high heels that I could barely walk in much to Pam's pleasure since she was teaching me how to walk and hinted that this outfit wasn't the only one that Eric had picked out. They were suggested to be very revealing and that this was the outfit that actually concealed skin.

So here I am now, lying on the ground of Fangtasia and my feet hurt badly as I had fallen on the ground.

"Get up, sweet cakes. We got work to do if you will ever walk in those things." Pam ordered from above.

"I can't do it," I whined.

"Move those ankles."

"No."

"Jane-"

"Nope."

"Move your ass."

"Ain't gonna do it."

"Jane!"

"No!"

Pam suddenly pulled my ankles and started to drag me, but I held onto the bar's handle, telling her in a stubborn voice, "NO! YOU CANT MAKE ME! LET ME DIE!"

I was off the ground as Pam pulled me away from the bar or at least tried to, but I struggled and yelled at her in fury. Eric then strode into the room demanding, "What the hell is going on here?!"

"Pam is trying to make me walk in these skyscraper high heels," I huffed angrily. "Go to hell!"

"Oh my god, they are just heels," Pam grunt as she kept on tugging me harder. "Why are you so freakishly strong?! I am older than you and a vampire!"

I scoffed. "Cause I am fucking awesome, Pammy!"

"What did I say about you calling me that?!"

"Eh, it went through one ear and out the other. I'm young, what do you expect me to do? Listen to you! HA! In your dreams."

"I am going to bitch slap you once you are alone and think you are safe from me then-BAM! Your pretty little cheek is all red and rosy."

I laughed and Eric growled, "You will not harm her."

"Yeah," I whined. "Besides I would kick you in the honey pot before you could even slap me."

"She just threatened me, Eric," Pam snitched on me and I glared from behind. Snitches get stitches.

"Tattletale," I muttered under my breath and wanted to make a gesture saying that I was going to slice her throat meaning killing her, but I decided against it since I already knew that if I let go from the handlebars then Pam would strike and most likely beat the shit out of me.

Eric smirked and I raised an eyebrow in suspicion at this vamp because for all I know, my next outfit could be in the form of some Princess Leia shit.

"I just love your pink panties, Janey," Eric murmured seductively.

My eyes widened and on instinct, I lowered my hands to cover my lady parts, but instead I fell straight onto the hard ground, hearing their stupid smug conversation behind me.

"Nicely done, Eric," Pam praised.

"I know my Whirlwind," Eric told her.

I turned to lie on my back and stared up at them. "Could you really see my undies, Ric?"

"Yes," he answered immediately. "They were ones that I wanted to see on my bedroom floor."

I scoffed. "As if. You, Sir, are not gonna get into these panties. Maybe your fingers and tongue, but that's about it."

Eric smirked and suddenly I was being lifted up and onto his lap as we sat on the "throne". His hand was innocently stroking up and down my thigh. This corset was killing me since it pushed my breasts right up in his freaking face. God, it is so embarrassing! Asswipe!

"Just because I work for you doesn't mean that you get to act this way in front of others," I repeated to him with a small smile. "Besides I would've kicked your pale ass if you acted like this in public-oh, wait! You already did that."

I smacked his chest as hard as I could and Eric flinched, but seemed unaffected by my violence.

"You're mine." He simply said.

My eyebrows practically went into my hairline. "Calm down, crazy pants. Jeez, you're so bossy and possessive!"

"But you like it."

"HA! In your dreams."

"You do."

"No, I don't."

"You can't lie to me."

"Yes I can and I don't."

"You do."

"Nope."

"Your body doesn't lie."

"So what? My body and heart aren't the same thing. My body is a slut, but my heart is a sweet little virgin, bitch." I reasoned with a smirk.

Eric stared at my breasts and I sighed in defeat, and then glanced around finding the other workers gone. I felt his hand drift up my corset and latch onto the front of it. Eric pulled me closer and I smiled, fingering his blonde locks.

"I hear that Pam is going to cut this awful hair."

"Not that short."

I laughed, remembering this episode. "You say that now, but I know what happens-OH SHIT!"

I jump off of Eric's lap and run for the dungeon where Lafayette is locked up. I suddenly tripped on my heels and yelp as I fall to the ground.

"Ouchie," I mumbled against the floor then quickly take off the heels. "Hey, where are the slippers I brought?"

"You mean the Care Bears ones with some bear on them," Eric asked impatiently for some reason.

"Lauren says you're Grumpy Bear and Pam is Secret Bear," I explained to him.

"What?"

"Yup…hey, don't look at me like that! Lauren has a strange and secret obsession with Care Bears. She has ALL of them. It's in her list of Top Five Fave Things You already know chocolate and now Care Bears."

"What are the rest of them?"

I shrugged. "I can't tell you. Within time, you'll know."

"Does Godric know about the…the, uh, Care Bears thing," he asked cautiously as if he was afraid of my answer or something. Lauren isn't crazy most of the time…sometimes…eh, like not that much anyway.

"God, no," I grunt as I held onto the bar again, trying to get up from the floor, but my ankle was hurt badly. I sat on the counter and turned on the faucet, putting my foot under the cold water. It started to heal and I sighed in happiness. The pain immediately went away thankfully.

"Are you ever going to tell me what happened with Rene?"

"Nope."

"Why not?"

I turned towards him and replied impassively, "Because it's really none of your business, Eric."

I suddenly got off of the counter and walked quickly to where the dungeon was. I ran to it and walked down the stairs, hearing groans at the sudden beam of light towards them, but I also heard whimpers of fear. I felt my heart sink at what I saw, reminding myself how I could ever lo-feel anything towards Eric. He wouldn't change. Hell, I even have a heads start on what kind of person Eric really was by the show and yet I still thought that he would change, but do I really want to change him or just his ways of solving problems like this one with-oh, no!

I totally forgot that the reason why he does all of this is because Godric is missing. Great! Just another thing to add to my list of problems. But first, must find some kind of way to free Lala! CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!

I slowly walk down the stairs, and look for him, my eyes widening when I see his terrified face. I kneel down before him and hold his face in my hands, tears in my eyes.

"Oh, my God…I am so sorry," I said to him.

"Are you real?"

I nodded firmly. "I am. Don't worry cause I will find a way to get you out of here. I know a way."

"These people," he rasped. "They'll kill you if you try."

I shook my head. "No, they won't. I know things. They need me. I am only a pawn in this game, but I'm a protector first. I will save you."

"Promise," he asked softly, his eyes hopeful.

"I promise."

"Why are you dressed like some kind of hookah," Lafayette asked softly.

"I got a new job and my boss is a perv."

"So the usual?" he suggested with a low chuckle.

"I guess so, but it pays better than any other job sadly. He did it on purpose."

"Go," he whispered. "Save…save yourself before you get us all killed."

"I'll come back." I said before I quickly got up and went back upstairs, closely the door behind and running to the bathroom. As I sighed and then rested against the sink, Eric stormed into the room. He looked suspicious so I knew that I was walking on ice around him right now.

"Where were you?"

"I needed a potty break," I lied. "It's that time of the month."

"No, it's not."

"How would you-EW! That's disgusting," I whined. "Can you smell it?"

He nodded. "But you don't have the very delicious smell on you right now."

"Eric, why do you want me so badly?"

Eric's smirk fell from his handsome as the question had caught him off guard. He eyed me in puzzlement. "Why?"

"I wanted to know."

"I want you."

"I know, but why?"

"Why do you have to question it?" he asked in frustration.

"Because I want you too," I blurted out. "I like you a lot and I really need to know before I do something as reckless as…as…"

Eric stepped closer and whispered, "As what, Jane?"

I sighed. "As this."

I pulled him by the back of his neck and kissed him hard on the lips, moaning softly. Eric growled and we crashed into the wall when he backed us up. He lifted me up by the thighs and I wrapped my legs around his hips. My hands gripped the strands of his hair and I tugged them hard by the scalp. Eric kissed my neck and gripped my hips to stop them from grinding on him.

"Oh, Eric," I moaned which only seemed to turn him on even more.

Eric's lips attacked my pushed up breasts before my skirt was hiked up around my hips, showing my garters. He growled lowly in approval, rubbing his hands up and down my thighs. I arched my back in pleasure when his hand made contact with my wet panties. I was suddenly aching for his touch and his touch only. When he was slowly rubbing me, Pam broke the silence.

"Well, isn't this nice?"

Embarrassed, I covered myself with my hands and arms. "Goddamn it, Pam. Get the hell out of here."

"Oh, someone's cranky." Pam laughed. "That's nice and all, but I need to cut his hair."

"Cut his hair?"

"Yes. Cut. His. Hair."

I rolled my eyes and an idea popped into my mind for a way to save Lafayette. I leaned my body into Eric's, drawing his attention away from her and back to me.

I smirked up at him and told him, "I want you, Eric. I will give myself to you once you cut your fucking hair, do you understand?"

He shoved his erection into my pussy and it felt very good that I had to thin my lips in order not to moan like a bitch in heat. "I understand perfectly."

"Good. Now go."

I wasn't lying when I said that I wanted to have sex with Eric, but I wasn't going to give my entire self to him. It was still way too early for that baggage. I give him a warm smile and kiss before he walks out of the room with Pam. I went to the employee lockers and quickly changed into my regular ones with my things in my bag on my shoulder. I quickly run out of the room and towards the dungeon. I quietly walk down the steps and towards Lafayette.

"Hey," I greeted softly and closed my eyes as my hands rested over the metal around his neck. I melted the thing off quickly and wrap his arm around my shoulders to help him on his feet.

"Where are you going to go?"

"There is a secret passageway just over there," I explained quietly and pointed to some kind of metal gate where it looked like there was nothing, but I knew better. "Hold on."

I opened the gate and closed it behind us as we ducked under into a passageway. We walked quickly around a corner with him limping beside me as we came to a brick wall. He looked about to protest, but I put up my finger and told him, "Wait."

I put my hands on the bricks and felt the cement that was on them start to leak out from the heat that I was causing them to have. I pushed the bricks away from me and they all fell, leaving an opening to crouch through. We stepped over the bricks and Lafayette breathed in the fresh warm air for a second.

We quickly walked over to my car which I had thankfully parked in the back so that if something like the police coming for us happened again then I would make a quick getaway. I put my friend in the back and went in the driver's seat, turning on my car and driving away from Fangtasia.

On my way home, I would always look in the rear view mirror since I was expecting to see Eric or someone else following me with a larger car than my own…yet I thankfully did not.

I drove to Sookie's house against Lafayette's protest. "No, he'll look for you there whether here we can keep an eye on you."

We limped inside of the house together and up the stairs as I set him in Jason's room and onto the bed where he groaned.

"What happened?" Sookie asked worriedly as she hastily walked into the room and examined his wounds.

"Eric. I'll tell you later. Hey, did you see Lauren?"

Sookie shook her head. "No…in fact, she never came into work today either or yesterday."

"Really? I thought she was with you."

"I thought that she was with you," Sookie said.

"What about Godric? Has anyone contacted him?"

"Yes, but he won't answer anyone's calls which is strange," Sookie said. "I'm gonna help Lafayette. You get some sleep."

"Don't answer the door to anyone, Sookie and if you do then he and I are not here, okay?"

Sookie nodded firmly. "I didn't see anything. Just got back from Bill's."

I smiled at her and walked down stairs to get my things which I dumped onto the ground when we came in through the door. I heard a creak and look around hesitantly before everything suddenly went black.

I opened my eyes and felt something wet on my arms when my eyes blinked. I heard clanking and felt a metal collar around my throat. I started to panic and hyperventilate as I struggled in the chains that were around my wrists as well, holding me still.

I glanced around and saw that…that was in the dungeon or well, the basement of Fangtasia again.

I tried to use my powers to break the metal, but they were suddenly not working which only made me like I was going to have some kind of heart attack or a serious case of anxiety. The feeling was too raw for me to handle and I then started to scream my lungs out for help since I had now seen that I was surrounded by guts, body parts, and blood.

The door suddenly opened and Eric calmly walked down the steps, he looked clean and cut. He wore a grey suit and his short hair was slicked back. He looked devilish as he stood in front of her.

"Well, well," he drawled out. "You surprised me yet again, Whirlwind. Using your body to get me to turn a blind eye and not hear you help the human escape. Very clever and brave of you."

I stood up and glared icily at him. "He has a name. You kept him down here like some kind of dog or slave. How could you?"

"You don't understand"

"I do because I know that Godric has been kidnapped and now probably Lauren since she hasn't been answering anyone's calls. You have a bond with Godric and I would do anything for Lauren. Whether your ego is wound or not, I couldn't really give a flying fuck because my best friend is out there with religious freaks who's goal is to destroy every vampire, sympathizer, and fangbanger on this earth. They took something from me and now I'm kind of pissed off." I told him coldly. "Keep me your prisoner, but I just want you to know what you're missing if you do this."

"Oh and what's that?" he mused.

What an asshole he is! Fine, I'll play his game.

I jutted my chin out in defiance. "You lose a possible friend, an ally, a maker, and me forever. I will never love you nor care for you. I will never talk to you or joke around with you anymore. I will hate you until the end of time itself and if you don't believe then just ask anyone who knows me and they'll tell you that I hold grudges-fiercely actually. That is what you will lose, Eric."

Eric was silent for a moment before he looked over me as if memorizing every detail about me before saying, "Then so be it."

I gasped softly and felt hurt (my heart felt like breaking at the moment) as I watched him turn around and walk up the stairs, slamming the door shut. He left me…he actually…well, FUCK HIM! I hate him, I thought he actually cared for me. I knew not to trust him and yet here I am.

I felt betrayed by someone I had come to care for.

I felt broken.

"HELP!" I screamed suddenly. "PLEASE, HELP ME! I CAN'T BREATHE!"

I started to gasp for air and felt nothing; my heart began to pound furiously inside of my chest. I could hear my heart in my ears as I slid down the pillar, my hands gripping the strands of my scalp fiercely. I stared straight ahead, feeling suddenly empty inside.

I didn't know how long it had been since I've been down here, but I always stared at the wall in front of where I sat on the ground. Pam came down once and tried to talk to me, but I couldn't form any kind of response to her. She brought me food and so did Ginger, but I did not eat. I kept on having hallucinations about everyone and everything. I think I lost time too, but I wasn't really sure

I heard crashes and screams upstairs, but I ignored them.

I felt my eyes drooping, trying to stay awake, but couldn't manage the task. I was worried that if I fell asleep that someone would wrap their hands around my throat and choke the life out of me. I was scared that Adam might come through that door somehow and repeated history. I heard the door quickly open and quick steps coming my way, but I kept on staring at the wall.

"Oh my goodness," Sookie cried as she ran to me, not looking like herself. She cupped my face in her soft hands. "Jane…I knew you hadn't run away again."

I was silent.

"Jane," Sookie called my name with tears in her eyes. "Talk to me damn it."

She shook me and Ginger informed her," She's been like that all week."

So, I've been here for a week…it felt longer than that.

"Why?" Sookie demanded. "Unchain her."

"I-I can't. I don't have the keys for that. She freed some guy a week ago I think," Ginger tried to explain.

"I'll get you out of here," Sookie promised then kissed my forehead as she went upstairs, closing the door behind her and Ginger.

My eyes drifted to where she left and in a raspy worn-out voice, "Come back…come back…please…don't leave me…"

I have never felt more alone than I did in that moment.

TBC…

THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! So sorry for the late update, but I always hit a stop with this story. I know that it was mostly in Jane's POV, but Lauren's won't be in there that often because she's been kidnapped along with Godric.

I know that what I did to Jane and Eric was kind of a 360 spin thingy, but there needs to be obstacles for Jane and Eric especially Jane though. This won't be an easy road for her because the darkness is slowly creeping in towards her and no one knows it. Eric will obviously never really say why he did what he did to Jane who he supposedly feels very strongly towards, but even Pam is confused as to why he did it. Lafayette is free thankfully. I cried a little when I wrote the imprisonment scene because this is her losing hope and becoming a little crazy after refusing to sleep, eat, and listen to others. She basically lost all hope in a way. I hoped you liked this chapter.

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