Theres a line that Sookie says and It's just like the one the receptionist in the board room on the Apprentice says! I am such a dork haha!
Chapter 21
"Look I am telling you; I don't care if you're here by the request of the President, you are not seeing him tonight, it will have to be tomorrow." I insisted. Vampires are such jerks at times, in this case however, the caller was an utter bitch.
"Fuck you. I will rip your throat out if you don't-"
"Ah Sookie my favourite breather." Pam said as she sauntered into the office, interrupting the bitch on the phone that I had on speaker. "Who is it on the line?" She asked peering over looking at the landline.
"Some bitch representing someone from Oklahoma, says the person she is representing is Freyda I think…" I replied, clicking away on the laptop.
"Oh the Queen. Let me deal with this." Pam smirked, holding the phone up to her mouth but still keeping it on speaker. "Listen here you little shit. This is Pamela, Sheriff of Area 5 Louisiana, progeny of Eric Northman, temporary King of Louisiana, Viking and badass 1,000 year old vampire. If you insult his assistant one more time I will use your fangs as cocktail sticks for mini sausages and let the fangbangers at fangtasia use them. Do I make my-self clear? You have no authority here, your Queen has no authority here, and she is so damm lazy that she can't even dial the fucking number herself. You are at the bottom of the waiting list. Bye fucker."
After ending the call, she regained her usual 'fuck with me and your dead' persona and picked up the pen on my desk and signed the book that had to be signed by all visitors.
"Pam I need to go shopping for a dress. Eric and I have a date on Sunday." I admitted whilst blushing.
"We will go tomorrow night; I'll pick you up at ten and we'll go in my car, I don't fancy a trip in the shit-mobile."
"I don't want to go anywhere too expensive Pam, I can't afford it."
"Don't worry I've got Eric's magic card details memorised."
"In the vault?" I asked, remembering our first meeting.
"You're learning. Now be a doll and tell him that I'm here." Pam winked before taking a seat on one of the couches.
"Pam you're over two hours late!" I exclaimed; taking a look at how truly late she was. A few hours ago she had called my desk, asking for an appointment with Eric with the agenda of what was to be done about Bill. He had been staying in the Fangtasia dungeon to protect members of the public; so Pam says….
"I was busy" She purred as she wiped imaginary substances away from the corner of her mouth…ew.
"Eric, Sheriff Pam is here." I said down my ear piece.
"Send her in please" He muttered back using his 'I'm concentrating' voice that I had soon become familiar with.
"Eric will see you now" I told Pam as I resumed my work. I was quite enjoying organising everything in a peaceful environment. The vampires that had visited were surprisingly pleasant and hadn't tried to bite me once, but that didn't stop the odd 'what are you?' question, but still, it didn't stop me from enjoying my work.
Cheekily, when things got quiet and I had time to fill I'd have a look at dresses online but I wasn't having any hope and instead decided to see if Eric wanted any help; I'd find him with most often trying to look busy but we both knew that he had shut down an online game as soon as I walked in, he wasn't kidding anyone but it didn't make it any less amusing watching him try and to look like he was actually doing something every time.
As I was sorting through some emails that had been sent to the Royal email account, I got a phone call straight to my cell.
"Hello Sookie speaking."
"Sookie its Jess, look we have Jason here but he's badly hurt, he looks bitten and not the vampire type-he smells of were, we don't know what to do" She was practically sobbing down the phone.
"Do you know where the new Royal HQ is?" I asked quickly, trying to remain calm but my voice betrayed me.
"Yeah I think so."
"Bring him here, we can help him….hopefully." I couldn't hold back the sob that left my mouth as I said the last word. Closing my eyes I tried to fight back another sob as my cell was taken out of my hands.
"Jessica its Eric, what route are you on?"
….
"I'll fly and meet you there."
….
"Just wrap him in a blanket, don't want him to freeze to death." Eric concluded as he ended the call and placed my cell down onto the desk, instantly pulling me up into my feet and wrapping his strong arms around me, tucking my head under his chin. "Pamela call Ludwig and grab some spare sheets from the cupboard and spread it out over the couch ready for Jason, also cancel all pending appointments until further notice. Sookie I will bring him back as soon as I can, just stay strong, he needs you." Kissing the top of my head, he unpeeled his arms from around my body and held my shoulders with his large arms, bending his face so he was eye level with me. "Trust me"
Nodding, I tried to reign in the tears and distract my-self with helping Pam.
Less than ten minutes later, Eric zipped into the room, lowering Jason carefully onto the couch. His body was dirty and bloody, bite marks looking like they were healing; presumably by Jessica's blood. Ludwig had arrived almost immediately after Pam had called her; it wasn't exactly pleasurable to see the small doctor again considering the circumstances. After rudely telling us all to go away, the woman began her work, not really letting us see what was going on. I had barely comprehended the fact that Jason was hurt until I saw his pale face, drained of life.
After that what happened was a blur. A few minutes later Jessica and Hoyt arrived, both looking worried for their friend; both covered in Jason's blood and dirt. Ludwig after fifteen long minutes finished her work, telling us that he would recover and heal due to a donation of Jess's blood and because of his fairy genetics, he would not be turning into a were panther. During the fifteen minutes we were waiting, Eric explained how he smelt strong scent of were panther; something I didn't even know existed. His theory was that the people from the Hotshot community who he had been helping by giving them food had kidnapped him to use him in their incest breading campaign, using him to impregnate the women, most probably raping him; I had to excuse my-self as he finished his explanation as I ran to the restroom and threw up my dinner.
As I sat by my brother's bed side, watching him laugh and joke with Hoyt as he regained his strength, I noticed Eric slip out through the main door; and curiosity spiked something inside of me as I decided to follow him.
"I'll be back soon Jase" I whispered, giving his hand a squeeze.
"No worries Sookie, thank-you by the way. That Eric seems like a good guy despite his past and all." He replied smiling back at me full of innocence as always.
"Yeah… he is."
Outside Eric stood facing Portia Bellefleur who seemed pretty angry.
"What the fuck have you done with King Bill!" She fumed, stamping her foot like a three year old. Eric looked merely amused and embarrassed for the woman.
"Portia what are you doing here?" I asked, remaining calm; hoping that my mood would influence hers.
It did not.
"Why am I not surprised to see the whore here?"
"Oh give me a break Portia, you're the one wanting to fuck your great great great great great great grandfather!" I exclaimed, surprising even Eric. Her mind was open, making her easy to read. Gran had always been proud of her knowledge of the Bon Temps residents and their heritage, she and I both knew of Bill's connection to Portia.
"Bill isn't my great times whatever grandfather! What do you know freak."
"Mind how you speak. You come to my establishment, having a tantrum, insulting my employee's and then wanting to commit incest with an amnesia riddled vampire. Leave now before I snap your neck."
Eric's voice was low yet powerful, his fangs lowered looking equally as threatening as the anger in his eyes.
"Fine. But I'll be back." Portia huffed, turning on her heel.
Just as I opened my mouth to speak, my cell rang. "Hello Sookie speaking." I said as I spoke into my cell.
"Sook its Lala…something aint right. It's Marnie-"
"Who the hell's Marnie?"
"The witch that cast the spell on Billy boy"
"Fuck."