So so so so sorry that I have be gone forever. I have been busy with work and this chapter took me forever to decide where I wanted to go and how I wanted to end it. I really hope you all enjoy this chapter. It does get a little heated (hence the M rating) at the end I hope you all enjoy that.
I sat on the toilet of Sam's bathroom as I waited for the shower to warm up; it was a man's bathroom though clean it was messy with clothes, cans of shaving cream, and bottles of shampoo. An involuntary shiver racked through my body as the events of the past few days replayed in my head Eric's blood had healed me, but it hadn't healed everything, I was still sore from being trapped in the cage. I carefully removed my grimy clothes discarding them into the waste bin not wanting any remembrance of the ordeal. I stuck my hand into the shower testing the water before stepping under the warm pellets. I sighed feeling the filth leave my body and go down the drain in a dark swirl.
I'm not sure how long I was in the bathroom for, but Sam was back laying on the couch with a beer in his hand flipping through the channels on his TV. He looked down the hall at me and gave a small half wave with the hand holding the beer which I returned before turning down the hall and heading to the bedroom. I shut the bedroom door before turning off the overhead light leaving only the lamp on the side table by the bed. I dropped my bag on the floor by the foot of the bed then flopped on the bed. Sam's bed was nowhere near as comfortable as Eric's, but it was better than the cage I had been in for the past few nights. I somehow wiggled my way under the warm blanket of Sam's bed: I don't know how long I was asleep for, but the sun was shining through the partially drawn curtains of the bedroom. I stretched my still sore muscles before getting out of the bed. I checked my phone as I pulled articles of clothing out of my bag, frowning that I got nothing from Eric.
After I changed I ambled out to Sam's living room to find him in his kitchen. "Morning darlin' did you sleep well?"
"Yes, thanks. I'm sorry about all this; Eric is just-" Sam cut me off with a raised hand.
"Eric is Eric, and he has a right to be worried. I don't mind helping out at least with things like this." He gestured around the room. "Now take a seat breakfast is almost done. Then we have to go to the bar, Arlene and Terry opened earlier I need to check on them." I took a seat at one of the stools in front of the breakfast bar. "Hope you like eggs and pancakes." Sam smiled putting a plate full of food in front of me. I smiled at him before picking up a fork and digging in.
After eating we made are way to Merlotte's. "So, while we are here you need to stay in the bar; either at a table or you can hang in my office. I doubt anyone will try anything at a public place, but I do not need Eric on my ass because I let you out of my sight."
"I got it." I answered before gazing out the window. As we moved down the road I could feel the onset of a vision coming, my nails dug into the arm rest. I inhaled deeply as the greenery of the roadside began to disappear into flickers. The last flicker took me into darkness.
When my vision returned I was standing face to face with Godric, but it wasn't the Godric I knew he looked feral wearing nothing but a loincloth and necklace with some sort of charm or amulet, hair mussed and dirty hanging in his eyes. He was staring behind me a smirk on his face I turned to see what he was looking at. There in a circle of torches was a funeral pyre, two men looked to be lowering another man on to the bed of wood while talking to him in a language I didn't understand but it sounded familiar. I saw one of the men lift a torch from the circle and began to walk closer to the pyre that's when I heard the whooshing of Godric's vampire speed go past me to quickly dispatch the men before kneeling over the body on the pyre. I slowly walked closer to Godric and the dying man and that's when I recognized it was a human Eric. 'This is when he must have been turned.' I thought. My vision abruptly blackened and brightened as I came back to present day. I looked around trying to get my bearings; Sam and I had arrived at the bar.
"Hey you ok? You kinda spaced out there for a bit." Sam asked me.
"Uh yeah, just worried about Eric." I answered getting out of the car, but Sam stopped me.
"I'm sure this will all blow over soon. And you two can go back to whatever it is that you two do." Sam put a reassuring hand on my shoulder before stepping out himself. Sam's words did nothing to quell the overwhelming feeling of dread that started to sink in the pit of my stomach.
"Do you need any help cleaning up?" I asked as Sam was placing chairs on tables.
"Nah darling, you keep doing what you're doing. I'm almost done anyway." Sam answered wiping down the last chair before flipping the chairs up.
I looked around and saw Terry had already left with Arlene, so I decided it was okay to ask a question that had been plaguing the back of my mind. "So," I started getting Sam's attention. "What's it like being a shifter?" I noticed Sam visibly tense at my words. "You don't have to answer I'm just curious is all. This world vampires, shifters, whatever I am it's all so new."
"Uh its different that's for sure. I turned for the first time when I was about thirteen." Sam answered.
"Does it hurt?"
"The first time yeah, scary as shit too. Now not so much, if it's a new animal I'm shifting into its sore for the first few times but after a bit it doesn't hurt at all. Most of the time it's like a high especially running at night."
"Do you have a favorite animal to transform into?" I asked.
"A dog. It was the first animal I shifted into. I hate birds though trying to fly is a bitch." He chuckled. "So, what are you?" Sam asked while moving behind the bar wiping it down. "Eric has mentioned somethings off handedly but nothing really clear. And there is the fact that you smell different. I mean all Sups smell different from humans but yours is something I have never come across."
"Uhmmm." I thought for a moment on whether I should tell him. I knew I could trust him, but I wasn't sure Eric would be alright with me talking about it. "I'm not sure exactly, I have visions and Godric had mentioned something about me being like the Fae."
"Fae, like fairies and elves and shit?" Sam scoffed a little and I just shrugged.
"I don't know for sure? It's just a theory that has Godric galivanting across the world trying to find answers. I've been meaning to do research on my own buuuuut this shit storm has put a damper on that idea for now." I mumbled the last bit, flashes playing across my vision of the last few days.
"Hey, are you doing okay?" Sam asked concern across his face. "It's okay if you're not okay you know? Eric told some of the shit that happened to you and Pam. If you want to talk about it, I'm here or I can see if I can track Sookie down."
"No. I- I know I'm not a hundred percent alright. But the asshole is dead, and Eric is surprisingly comforting despite his normally 'I hate everything, and I will eat you' attitude." I chuckled a little and saw a small smile grace Sam at my little joke. "I just know something bad is going to happen. I just don't know what and trying to force a vision from the feeling is not giving me anything."
"Sometimes that is the worst thing to do. I know for me trying to force a shift can be painful and sometimes result in broken bones. So maybe try not to think about it and it will come to you. But then again, I could be wrong, I've never met anyone who could see the future without some sort of spell."
"Spell? Does that mean witches are real too?" I asked curiously.
"Yeah, I've met a few but most of them are just wiccans they fell the power and energy, but nothing really comes of it." Sam explained turning off the neon Budweiser sign. "Come, time to head out."
"I wonder what else is out there?" I asked to myself.
"Probably more than we can handle." He answered as he ushered me out the door.
It was late when I finally curled up in Sam's bed still feeling off. I hated not knowing what was going on and I knew Eric was in trouble, just not sure what kind of trouble. I placed my phone on the nightstand and turned off the lamp. Rolling on to my side I focused on the thin light that shinned on the wall from the moon. Then I felt it, the start of a vision.
Eric was standing next to Bill in what looked like a construction site. I could hear a thick wet plopping sound and I looked down to see myself ankle deep in concrete that was filling a three-foot-deep hole. I looked back up to Eric and Bill seeing them stare down at something to my left, looking down I saw the prone groaning body of Russel.
*Buzz Buzz* I heard my phone vibrate repeatedly on side table ripped me from my vision and I quickly turned to look at it, Eric's name flashed across the screen, he was calling me. I quickly swiped the answer button. "Hello?"
"How are you, min lilla kattuge?" Eric purred threw the phone.
"I'm fine." I answered quickly "I just had a vision. You and Bill were entombing Russel in concrete at some construction site."
"That's going to be happening shortly. We have Russel under control; slivered and burned to pretty much a burnt crisp. We are just waiting on Alcide to get back with his truck." Eric answered.
"That's good. So, I will see you soon? I've been worried about this whole thing. I've had a nagging feeling something bad is going to happen."
"All will be fine soon enough." Eric tried to reassure me. I could hear a knock-on Eric's end of the phone before giving an affirmative response. "I have to go. I will see you soon love." There was the distinct sound of the call ending before I could even respond. Letting out an exuberated sigh before plugging my phone, I pulled the blankets around up around me and tried to get some sleep.
I woke up with a jolt when I felt a hand on my shoulder my eyes quickly landed on a dimly lit Eric. "Eric?" I quickly reached for the bedside lamp to turn it on. When my eyes adjusted to the light I took in Eric's disheveled appearance, covered in crusty gray dirt. "What is?" I touched his arm feeling a chunk of it finding it having a muddy texture. "Is this cement?" I inquired.
"Your instincts were right, Bill tried to silence me for what I found out about Sookie. She is like you not quite the same but close."
"Why'd he want to silence you because of that?" I asked.
"Because he was sent by the Queen of Louisiana to procure for her collection of peculiar things." He paused for a moment "As far as I know she knows nothing of what you are. But instead of procuring her he became attached. He also orchestrated the attack on her the first night they met so he could feed her his blood." I furrowed my brow remember that vampire blood builds a sexual attraction.
"Jesus." I frowned. "Is she okay?"
"She will be, she rescinded his invitation to her home and told him he never wanted to see him again." Eric answered. "Come I want to take you home."
"Are you okay?" I asked as he started to collect my things.
"I'm out an assassin, Pam is not happy, and I have to get a new phone; but I'm fine." He answered irritated.
"Wait assassin?" I asked getting out of bed to get dressed.
"Yes, Ruben. Bill called him mimicking me, ordering him to kill Pam. She's fine but pissed that she had to com dig me out of cement, it got in her hair. I owe her a shopping trip now which she would most likely take you on."
"Great." Not a 100% looking forward to that.
"Are you ready?" I could tell he was tired.
I nodded "I want to say bye to Sam first." Eric gestured for me to head out of the room. I walked down the hall to Sam's living room finding him enjoying a beer and watching some late-night show.
"You out of here?" Sam asked sitting up.
"Yeah, I'm sorry for hogging your bed."
"Don't worry about it. It was nice getting to know you a little better." Sam looked to Eric over my shoulder and gave him a questioning look. "We good?"
"We are good. Come Emilia it is late." Eric held his hand out to me.
"Have a good night Sam. I'll see you later." I gave a small wave before grabbing Eric's hand.
I was laying on Eric's bed playing mindless matching game on my phone while Eric showered off the drying cement. I was just about to beat the level I had been stuck on for the past ten minutes when I felt cold arms wrap around my waist "What are you playing?" Eric whispered in my ear triggering me to let out a scream and him to emit a throaty snicker.
"Jesus! You scared me. It's called candy crush and you made me lose." I stated after realizing I was out of lives.
"Well in that case. Let me make it up to you." Eric grabbed my phone placing it on the nightstand before his icy lips descended. His large hand grasping at my ebony locks initiated a gasp from me. Tugging my head back slightly he was able to gain better access to my neck which he peppered with pecks and nips focusing on the spot behind my ear. I let my hands caress Eric's shirtless chest before making my way down to the waist band of his pants. "You're playing with fire." Eric gave a light nip before murmuring in my ear his breath surprisingly warm.
"I know." I bit down on his shoulder playfully. Eric straddled me and in one quick movement had removed my shirt. My fingers nestled into his now clean golden mane as his mouth descended on my breast. "God… that feels amazing." Breathlessly came out as Eric gave me expert attention; sucking, flicking, nibbling, and tweaking my hard nipples. My head shot back when he cupped my womanhood that was slowly beginning to quiver.
"Låt mig höra att du purrar min lilla kattunge." I could hear his fangs click and felt the points graze my pale skin. I mewled when I felt one of his fingers tease my entrance; my hips raising slightly to seek out his touch. "Eger?" I gave a breathy affirmative response as I worked to slide he pants down freeing his pulsing cock. My fingers teased his firming member before fully grasping it in my petite hand. I was dwarfed by him in all aspects it seemed. I let out trembling mumbles of want the second that his long fingers began to make quick work to find the spot that makes me see stars. "Unravel for me." He whispered as I heard a ripping sound.
"Did you just?"
"I'll buy you a new pair. Besides I like this view better."
"Cocky ass." I chastised him as I continued to move my hand up and down his lengthy cock feeling it firm.
"You ready for me min kårlek." I barely had given an affirmative answer when he removed his now dripping fingers before he took the hand that was giving him attention in his own lacing our fingers and he entered me with one smooth thrust.
"Bite me. Bite me please." I asked exposing my neck.
"Your wish is my command." His nose ghosted my neck before plunging his fangs into the juncture of my shoulder and neck. I felt the warmth of my blood begin to trickle out. With every pulse he thrusted, and I bucked to his thrust. Eric let out a feral growl when we came undone together. Eric braced himself on his elbows over me before he bit into his wrist "We will become one." I saw the desire and need in his eyes as I latched on to his wrist.
Well that's done I hoped you all liked it. After this chapter the story is going to start to go off more and more from the show but keeping some major plots and themes.
Min lilla kattunge = My little kitten
Låt mig höra att du purrar min lilla kattunge= let me hear you purr my little kitten
min kårlek = my love