Bill paused on the stairs, torn between surprise and annoyance, as Eric came through his front door, cradling Nora in his arms.
Eric caught sight of him on the stairs and looked up at him with pleading eyes, "I don't know what you are," he confessed, taking a step towards him, "all I know is I saw Sookie stake you and you survived. But if you are," he paused, "God, please heal her for me," he begged.
For a moment, Bill wavered.
His experiments with Andy's daughters hadn't worked and he desperately needed to find Warlow if he had any hope of saving Jessica, then Nora made a pitiful mewling sound as she shifted in Eric's arms.
His mind made up, Bill indicated for Eric to follow him up to one of the spare rooms.
"I feel hot," Nora mumbled as Eric gently set her down on the bed, "how is that possible?"
Eric gave her a worried glance before he straightened and turned to Bill.
"Give her your blood," he demanded.
"No-no, please!" Nora begged, both men looked down at her, "It's Lilith's blood, I won't drink it," she said stubbornly.
"Sister, please," Eric begged, hovering over her and taking her hand.
"No brother," she insisted, "I'd rather die than drink Lilith's blood."
"You can't blame her," Bill told him quietly, "you saw what the blood did to us."
"And I don't care about that," Eric growled, straightening once more, "just do it," he growled.
Bill took a tentative step towards him, his eyes full of compassion, "I can't do it, Eric."
Eric bared his fangs with a snarl, "Do it."
Bill regarded him sadly and shook his head, "This is her dying wish," he said softly, "we have to honour it."
Eric's fangs retracted with an audible snap as he took a step back, looking haunted as he took in Bill's words.
"Leave," he said finally, his voice hoarse with emotion as he looked back up at Bill. "Leave us!" he bellowed as Bill made no move to go.
Bill glanced between the siblings and nodded. He slipped wordlessly out of the room, shutting the door behind him to give them their privacy.
