I'm really sorry I didn't update! Here's the newest part of the story. *This is a transition chapter to season 4.* Sorry for the quick jump of events/settings mid-chapter, and the shortness of the chapter. I apologize! But I want to get the story going again. I'm going to jump right into when Eric loses his memory next chapter, so here we go!

Beginning next chapter, there will be more nudity and violence, just a warning. And, there will be competition between Sookie and Evangeline...yes, cousin rivalry. Until then...reviews would be lovely!

|| 24. Just Want Your Sex ||

Eric looked at me, his blue eyes baring into mine. I looked up at him, attempting to figure out if he felt the same. When he didn't respond, I felt embarassed, like I'd spilled my guts out to him and he didn't feel the same.

I blinked, looking at my feet, and muttered, "It doesn't matter. It's okay that you don't feel-"

Even before I could finished my sentance, Eric lifted my chin from looking at the ground.

He pressed my lips into his icy cold ones. It wasn't aggressive, it was gentle. He bit my bottom lip gently, then beginning to kiss my upper lip.

He raked a hand in my blond hair after he broke away. He looked at me, his bright blue eyes intimidating me.

"I love you, Evangeline."

He began serious, but broke out into a small smile at the end of his statement. It wasn't malicious, or menacing. It was genuine, nothing I had ever seen from Eric.

I looked up at him, bloody tears stinging the sides of my eyes, and I smiled. I reached up and hooked myself onto him, and buried my face into his neck. I held him tight, and let him go. He kissed my forehead, "Don't follow me into the sunlight."

"Mr. Northman, I'd say I'd hate to break the two of you apart, but I don't. You do the honors." Russell's voice shattered our sentimental moment.

Eric and I looked at him, and I shot him a death glare, "Fuck yourself, Russell."

Russell smirked at me, his fangs popping out.

He came very close to me, so that we were face to face. He chuckled pridefully in my face, and I allowed my own fangs to pop out in his face. He smugly looked down at me, grinning like the maniac he was.

"Your mate killed my mate. Now I kill yours. I say we're even." He said slyly.

"Talbot had it coming. And you can go to hell, you sadistic asshole." I snapped at Russell, but Eric gently put a hand on my shoulder to tell me to stop arguing with him.

The two of them opened the door to Fangtasia, sunlight beaming down on the Lousianna summer morning. I stayed away from the beam of sunlight, in fear of burning.

I watched Eric exit Fangtasia, knowing that I may never see him again. I felt a few more bloody tears streak down my face, but I wiped them away quickly. Eric seemed to be unaffected by the sunlight, and called Russell to join him. Russell was surprised, but joined him nonetheless.

I watched on the security camera, tremblng a little. And that's when Eric did the worst thing he could do. He pulled out handcuffs, and strapped his hand to connect with Russell's.

And they began to burn. They were having a conversation, but I couldn't hear them. "Get them back in," I said to Bill and Sookie, "They're burning." Bill looked at me distainfully. "We have to kill Russell, Evie." Bill replied, pity in his eyes, "You know that."

I felt my eyes sting, "Please. I can't do it, I'll burn." I looked to Sookie, "Please, help him."

Sookie looked at Bill, "We have to."

She ran outside, grabbing the two of them and dragging Eric and Russell back into Fangtasia.

Eric was lightly burnt, his skin harboring burn marks from the sun. Russell was grotesquely charred, unrecognizable.

I sat beside Eric, looking at the scars and burns on him. Sookie looked at me, "Evangeline, give Eric your blood. He needs it."

I bit my wrist, a ripping noise allowing blood to flow. I put it to Eric's cold lips; he drank it in soothing, gentle gulps. His lips felt familiar on me, and it made me relax.

I pulled away my wrist after a minute, and he wiped my blood from his lips. He smirked at me understandingly.

Pam and Bill chained up Russell, who glared at me.

This wasn't over. He'd get me back.

2 Months Later.

Since the Russell incident, many things changed. Russell had be entombed in cement, curtosey of Bill and Eric. Bill became King, replacing Russell.

Sookie, as it turns out, is in fact faerie. She disappeared to Fairy Land, and suddenly reappeared in Bon Temps. Eric and I were happily running Fangtasia and attempting to keep out of trouble, which wasn't easy.

Eric and I were the closest we'd ever been.

Eric and I had just created a commercial for Nan Flanagan promoting how good vampires were, and how Russell Edgington was an exception. He was the outsider, the pariah of the vampire world. The latest, though, was the Bill ordered Eric to check out the new coven.

A witch coven. A witch coven who ruined Eric. A witch coven who took his memory.

A witch coven who tore Eric from me.