*Peeks out behind pillow fort* Is it safe for me to come out yet?

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SPOV

Carlo carefully laid Eric down onto the double bed that was in the room, where he just simply …laid there, without making any movements at all.

"I'm going to head down and get Dr. Ludwig to come and look Eric over, see what she can do for him, and also try to find Miss Pam and your Gran. They should still be in the palace somewhere" Carlo said, but before I could really understand what he had said, the ancient Italian vampire was gone.

"Eric … baby, stay with me …" I said, almost frantically whenever Eric's eyes had closed themselves over, and I climbed up onto the bed behind him on my knees, carefully lifting his head so that it was on top of my knees.

"So … so much pain" Eric whispered, opening his eyes just a slit and then closing them once again.

I had been just about to beg him to stay with me again whenever a small woman – well, she could really only be classified as being a hobbit (or perhaps a dwarf was the more politically correct term – but in reality the woman was no more than three foot tall. She also had grey hair, and was wearing doctors clothes. And she had a medical bag with her.

"Get out of the way everybody" she commanded, looking directly at me.

"I'm not moving anywhere" I all but growled at her. I didn't care who this bitch was, but I wasn't for leaving Eric alone … especially not since it was almost entirely my fault that he had been subjected to this cruel kind of torture.

"Are you his human?" the hobbit asked.

"Yes, I am Eric's" I said, running one of my hands through his hair softly.

"You may stay. Everyone else out" the woman who I presumed as Dr. Ludwig, and Carlo quickly left the three of us alone.

"Hmm…it looks like whoever was doing this did a very good job" Ludwig said, as she inspected the area where Eric's man parts should have been.

"No shit" I said, almost sarcastically.

"However, it will mean that Eric will be in a lot of pain until he manages to grow all of his …parts back" Ludwig said, as she began digging into her bag, pulling out some surgical gloves and slipping them on. She also pulled a bottle of clear liquid out of her bag, as well as few cotton pads.

"What is that?" I questioned.

"It's methylated spirits" Ludwig said, and then she very promptly poured some of the liquid onto a cotton pad and without any further ado at all, she carefully slid the swab all over each and every single one of Eric's cuts, including where his business had been cut off, and Eric screamed and growled in pain, before trying to drop his fangs.

It was only then that I noticed that whoever had done this to Eric had also pulled out his fangs.

"You need to hold him down while I do this, so that he doesn't manage to slide the silver even further into his body" Ludwig said to me, and I quickly held Eric down onto the bed with as much strength as I dared, while keeping my eyes on his and also running a soothing hand out through his hair.

"Eric … look at me, stay here. Focus on me, not on the pain. Everything is going to be alright. And you will get better …" I said to him, while Ludwig continued on with her mission.

"Here, vampire. Drink this. It will help you to heal faster, and all of your … appendages will grow back a lot quicker, although you will be in a lot of pain" Ludwig said, offering a cup (where in the hell had that come from? I thought almost sarcastically to myself, and I had been about to ask Ludwig where she had gotten the cup from, but then I remembered that she was helping Eric, so I held my tongue).

"Whats in the concoction?" I asked instead.

"It's a mixture of stuff, that he will have to take twice a night – once as soon as he wakes up, and once before he dies for the day. Do. Not. Forget. Since it could turn out to be extremely dangerous for him if you do. Also, I can smell fae in here – is it coming from you?" Ludwig questioned.

"Yeah. I'm part fairy" I said, barely holding back the tears. Why in the hell would they do this to my Eric!

"Good, then you should give him some of your blood as well every night half way between his two doses of medicine" Ludwig said, and I nodded while still keeping my eyes on Eric, and I noticed that he was beginning to keep his eyes open slightly longer now, although he still had to close them every couple of minutes for about a minute or so each time.

"How long should I keep doing this for?" I asked.

"Until he heals … about a week or so" Ludwig said, just as Pam and Gran arrived.

"Oh God … what happened?" Pam asked, as she came rushing into the room, landing on her knees on the floor beside her maker.

"After he was carted out of the Queens Chamber, someone tortured him" I said, the tears now coming to the front of my eyes, but I forced them back once again.

"I'm going to kill that fucking creep Andre!" Pam growled out.

"Who?" I asked.

"Andre Paul! Sophie Anne's fucking child…he was running around downstairs telling everyone that he was the one to finally deal with the great Eric Northman" Pam said, with bloody tears running down her face, as she took in her maker's appearance.

Gran just stood back, allowing everyone else to crowd around Eric.

So … what do we think? Review to give me your thoughts?

Also, since you all probably already know I am trying to get his story finished and all before 1st September, which will be the fic's 1st birthday (I can't believe its been that long already since I started writing it, it really does seem like yesterday!), I am planning on posting a new chapter each and every three hours (although the next one will be out a little sooner than 3 hours), at the hours of 12, 3, 6, and 9 - so that means a whopping 8 chapters in every day!