When the bond was calm enough they looked at each other. She was so fraught with the idea that she would just have to wait. He knew that it was taking her an enormous amount of self control to not go running for the bastard herself. It would not be the first time she had run into the face of danger without thinking twice.
"Lover, I know that you are desperate to bring this to an end. The end will come, whether we sit and plan, or go into battle with nothing but our heads. Victor thinks that he is smart, thinks that he is more deceiving than me. His arrogance makes me want to rip his throat out…but patience. We must have patience as we gather ourselves and get ready." He rubbed his hand over her face, smoothing her hair.
"I know…I know. But, how is Pam going to get anyone to talk? And if she does get them to talk, and kills them, won't that still leave a trail back to us? There doesn't seem to be a way to get this information without drawing attention to me and you." Her face looked exhausted and her shoulders were slumping into her body. She felt like she was on the losing end of a beating.
"Pam is an excellent soldier, she knows how to work in ways that you could not begin to understand. She has been helping me for a very long time. She was taught by the best." He smirked at her, hoping it would bring her a little joy. Her face did brighten, even if for only a moment.
"Right, Pam knows how to torture people and get rid of the body with no witnesses and no leads back to us" Her voice was lacking any emotion, it was just the way it was. "But don't you think Victor might start to notice that his people are just mysteriously disappearing? Won't he realize that someone knows something, and that will bring him right to us. Then What?" She looked at him hoping he had a backup plan.
"Sookie, that is my hope." He was very calm and very quiet.
"You hope he figures out that his vamps have gone missing? And you hope that he comes looking for us? Eric, why?" She was very nervous to hear his response.
"Lover, I want him as close to me as possible. I want to watch him as he realizes that he has been caught. I want to see him panic and make a tragic mistake. Lover, I want to lead him right into the lion's den." His voice made her body shiver with fear.
"So you want to lure him to us?" She looked away because she was too scared to look at him and see that this was exactly what he wanted.
"Once I get him in front of me, there will be no escape. It will be taken care of and he will be finally dead." He almost sounded amused.
"And what if he doesn't figure out that he's losing vamps left and right? Then how do you plan on getting him to us?" Her body could feel the answer before he even spoke it.
"We invite him to our wedding." His eyes were glowing a blue that she had never seen before. He was anticipating the fight, he was getting ready.
She didn't respond to him, she simply exhaled a shaking breath. She couldn't stand the thought of having him at her wedding. All she could picture was Eric attacking him right after they are pronounced husband and wife. She stood and looked directly into his eyes.
"Eric, this is not going to turn out well. I hate the idea of him at the wedding. I hate the fact that this is happening to us. I hate everything about this…but you're the warrior. You know better and I trust you. Just remember, I am nothing without you. I will do whatever you need me to do, even if I hate it." Her voice was firm and she was making her very strong point. She trusted him with everything, and everything to her was him. She turned away from him and walked upstairs. She needed to remove herself from the conversation. She needed to relax and unwind her body and mind. She needed a very hot bath.
He could tell that she was not wanting any company at that time. The feelings she was pushing through the bond were all but telling him to not bother her. She needed to be alone, she did not need to hear any more about his plan of attack. He sat back on the couch and concentrated and brain stormed. He needed this to go his way. He needed to make sure that they were not harmed. Her words echoed in his mind, I am nothing without you. He needed to make sure that she was left with everything, not nothing.
She started the water in the tub and watched it fill. She just sat and stared at the water pouring out of the faucet. She was too tired to replay the night in her head. All she knew was that it was most likely Victor that wanted her dead, and he wanted her dead in order to take something from Eric. It was really like taking out two for the price of one. Kill her and Eric would be devastated. Everyone in his vamp circle knows how closely they are bonded. He would not be unable to function due to the emptiness. The pain would most likely drive him mad, or cause him to run from the area. And if per chance Eric was taken out, his territory would immediately be up for grabs, and she was fair game to any vamp that wanted to use her gift. She would be hunted and forced into a life of servitude. If her bonded was finally dead no one could lay claim to her. She would most likely end up a prisoner to the King, or another high profile vamp. Her stomach was sick.
If Eric was taken out she wouldn't even be able to run. They would find her and they would take her against her will. As the water reached the top of the tub she made a life altering decision. She couldn't speak the words just yet, but soon…she would need to tell Eric. She undressed and slipped herself in to the hot water. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes tightly, one tear fell from her eye just before they shut.
He did not like the way the bond was feeling. It was causing him to feel pain and sadness. He felt unsure and unnerved. He was wondering what she was thinking about. It was not of the battle that he and Victor would soon have. Those feelings included rage and anger. This was definitely something different, it made him think about going to her. He pushed the feeling aside, she had wanted to be alone. He was not going to intrude and demand the reason for her…desperation?
The water felt so good on her body. She could feel the tension falling right out of her muscles. She did her best to avoid thinking about Victor. Instead she went over the plans that she and Pam had made that night. She thought about the style dresses they were going to wear. The flowers that she wanted to carry and that she wanted to decorate with. She thought about the fact that she needed just a tiny wedding cake. If half the guests are vamp and the other have human, or at least mostly human, the cake could definitely be small. She needed to be out tomorrow to run these types pf errands. She knew that she was going to have to call Amelia, Eric would not let her go anywhere alone.
Maybe she should call Sam? At least he could protect her in a more primal way. She thought about that some more…Sam would not appreciate going on a wedding scavenger hunt with her. Tasting cake and smelling flowers? Nope, do not ask Sam. That would almost seem cruel. She did know how he felt about her, that was really not a good idea.
Amelia it is…at least she's a witch. She could ask her to put some spell on them that put like a bubble around them. If anyone tried to attack they would just bounce of the force that Amelia set up around. She laughed as she pictured this in her mind. People running at them, weapons drawn, and then just bouncing away after hitting the invisible shield. She would have to talk about that one with her witch friend.
She washed her face and her hair, even took the time to shave. When she started to feel cold she got out and toweled herself off. She was feeling better and she felt enough courage to tell Eric what her plan would be, in case something went horribly wrong. She brushed out her hair and grabbed the hair drier. She spent the next fifteen minutes drying her thick, blond mane.
He heard the dryer turn on and knew she was out and he could feel that the bond was more settled. He walked up the stairs and into the bedroom. He could see her standing naked in the bathroom, hair dryer in hand, moving it all over her head. He watched her the entire time. She had no idea that he was there, he had come into the room in silence. He loved the way she looked, just standing there, not caring, completely natural. When she started to turn around he ducked around the corner of the wall. He went and got her robe and took out a nightgown for her to wear.
He snuck up behind her and wrapped the robe around her shoulders. She gave him a very appreciative smile and kissed him on the mouth. Her hair was dry enough, she was ready to talk to him about the unpleasant things that could happen in the very near future. He felt that feeling in the bond again, it made him uncomfortable. He bent his face to hers and pierced her eyes with his blue pools.
"Lover, you have something on your mind, don't you?" He was soft and calm.
"Yes, we need to discuss something. Lets go sit down and get comfortable. I'm a little cold and I think that I'd like to get into bed." She took his hand and dragged him towards the bed. She spotted the nightgown he had taken out for her and tilted her head in a thank you motion.
He watched her slip the gown over her head and smooth it over her body. She picked the robe up and laid it at the end of the bed.
"Are you going to join me?" She put herself in the bed and under the covers. He looked at her with a puzzled stare. She was not asking him to join her in bed for the reason of pleasure. She was serious and he could feel her heart trembling through the bond. He looked at her, nodded his head, and shed his jeans.
As he slid in next to her he could hear her take in a very long breath, and then release it. She was nervous, she was getting ready for something…big.
"Lover, I think you should tell me what it on your mind." He kissed her hand.
"I will. Just remember, this is my decision to make, not yours. She looked at him and gazed at his features. He was beautiful, she smiled at his beauty. "Eric, do not interrupt me. Let me say what I have to say, ok?" He nodded his head and she continued. "If something goes wrong…if something really bad goes wrong I know what I am going to do. I've made a decision, I know it's the right one to make." She readied herself for the next part of her confession.