"Why aren't you screaming at me?" I ask, after a few minutes of Eric imprisonment.
"I'm waiting until we leave the bathtub…" He answers, moving his head to my shoulder.
"Well then, let's get this over with…"
I gently push him of me and get off the bathtub. Grabbing two towels I hand him one and wrap one around myself. Eric gets of the tub and walks to me. I wait for him to start shouting, how disappointed he was but he just stood, towel around his hips and blank expression on his face. Scream at me! Bark your disappointment…Don't just stare. I can take his word, but his blank stare is just awkward.
"So, you've decided to come and work for the queen…" He said walking to the bedroom, and sitting on the bed. I nod at him and sit down next to him. "I want to be mad at you. But I honestly can't. I want to yell at you and tell you how disappointed I am…But after a thousand years, this last two weeks were hell."
"I'm sorry…" I say to him, at loss for better words. "I can't stay near you when you chase after another human girl, for another decade. I'll be here when you're done with her, or when she's done with you. But in the meanwhile, I have to be somewhere where I can do something, where I can past the time until you remember me again…" The air in the room lifted, like someone opened a window. I felt like I had said my piece.
"You know me too well, love." He says.
We sat for twenty minutes, until I feel Eric's hand on my chin. He pulls my face so that I'm looking at him. His face has an sympathetic expression and I smile at him. We have reached a silent understanding. I reach his face and caress is soft blonde hair. His face gets closer to mine, until his lips are brushing mine. We both decide this position is way to uncomfortable, so we lay down on the bed, facing each other, not really doing nothing but staring.
"Remember when you woke up buried? With me laying by your side?" He says playing with my hair, as he usually does.
"Laying? You were not laying next to me…you were humping me!" I laugh, remembering the fistful of soil I swallowed that night.
"You lie…I could barely move…" He answers, rolling on top of me. "There was earth all around us, I had no other choice to be that close to you…"
"Here I was thinking it's was because you liked me…"
"If I hadn't liked you…You would be truly dead, princess…"
I looked away remembering when he had turned me. It was true that he had made on an impulse but he had truly saved my life. I was the sixth daughter of a general from the eleventh century, and from all the children I was the one who had been cursed with a bad heart. My maid of chambers had said everyday I woke up was a miracle, every year that I passed was a blessing. According to the doctor of the time, my heart would forget how to beat, leaving me hanging by a string to life. I met Eric a few nights before my heart collapsed, and apparently I had made a connection to the newly made vampire. He had turned me when I was laying on my death bed, not asking Godric for permission or help. Only after the deed was done, Godric found out. Eric needed help burying us. I was bury two time that night. The first one at dusk, by my family and friends, and then at night by Godric. When I woke up fully turned, I saw my mother cry at my grave. But there was nothing to be done. Even now, I couldn't make my heart beat, like Eric could if he wanted to.
"I don't regret it, though…I'd die all over again if it meant I'd live to where I am now…" I say looking back at Eric. He was staring at me, smiling sadly.
"Well, Lilian St. Claire, I don't regret being your maker…I am quite proud to be honest… It could have gone three thousand ways of wrong, and yet here we are." He said, laying his head on my shoulder.
"You're chasing a blonde telepath, whom you've shared blood, will probably fuck three ways from sunday and I'm doing something I hate, away from my nest and from my child? We sure could have done better this past couple of weeks…In a relationship point of view." I replied making him look up at me, frowning.
"Well, love, we have another thousand years to get it right. What do you say, child, should we give it a try?"
"Not right now though, I think I'd puke if I had to look at Sookie's blonde, bubbly face one more time this century."
"Alright. Starting tomorrow night, I'll have a century…No wait, give me a decade, to make it back alive from my big bad power trip and then we'll both give this another shot. What do you say?"
"Are you serious?!" I say, laughing. Any human would be in tears, after hearing it's mate say they were about to be apart. Me? I was relieved. The fact that he was compromising something, which is something he usually never did, made this time different from the other power trips. And he was being real mature about it. I like this mature Eric Northman.
"Oui" And he was speaking french.
"Ah! Are you actually compromising to something, Eric Northman?" I say rolling around, so that he was now underneath me.
"Are you going to cry if I say I am?" I shake my head at his question. "Good, so I am. And, here's the big prize, if after this decade I'm not bored with Sookie, I am allowing you to find me, kick my ass silly and even kill the blonde girl. Are you going to cry now?"
"I might…" I laugh out. "So you said 'Starting tomorrow night. What happens tonight?"
"Since we are acting so mature tonight, we even got into an agreement…I say we deserve a little compensation." He says placing his hands on my hips…"And by we…I mean myself…"
He unhooks my towel knot and sends it flying to the other side of the room. He smirks and pushes me down to kiss him. Both our fangs extend and I was crazy enough to bite him when the time came, and so did we as a matter of fact. I let him do whatever he wants to me. I know that we're both going to see each other from time to time, and that sooner or later he'll come back to me, but there something inside my dead brain that was telling me it would be a long time until we're both like this. Naked, intimate, loving…Together.
As the night approaches, I hear someone faintly knocking at the door and Eric opening it, but I'm to blacked out to even understand what they are saying, so I give up on trying and fall back to sleep. I wake up a couple of hours later, alone in my white bedroom. I wasn't expecting him to stay in all honesty, so I can't say I'm sad or even slightly disappointed. It's Eric, I've known him for a thousand years more or less, there's almost nothing that he could do that would surprise me.
I get up from the bed and walk to the bathroom yawning, a strange habit of mine, it's not like I have sore muscles or anything. As I turn around to return to my bed I see something on the desk that stands on the corner of the room. Grabbing a t-shirt on the way to the desk, I notice a piece of paper on it. Picking it up, I expect this to be my affairs for the day, but as soon as I look at the writing in it, I can tell immediately the queen hasn't wrote this. I sit down on the chair near the desk and prop my feet on the tabletop. Grinning I started to read the small letter.
'My child, you are my proudest moment in eternity. For however long we'll live I am satisfied to know that I'll always be able to find you and to know you is a pleasure. You have become my friend, my sister, my daughter, my mother (remember when I poisoned in the XV century? I do. I also remember you holding my head up when Godric went to find a cure…). You are my princess, my queen, my soul (the one we are not suppose to have), my mate. You were, are and forever will be my most prized possession.
You will wait for me forever and I will come to you whenever you are in need. And I am glad to say I will not release you, mostly because I need you to take care of Pam from time to time.
I hope to see you again soon, my love. Eric'
I shook my head and grin at the piece of paper, a single bloody tear runs down my face, I'm not certain whether it's from happiness or sadness. It stains the paper, forming a big red splat underneath Eric's name. I'm taken away from my thoughts as someone knocks on the door. Leaving the letter on the desk, I wipe the trail from my face and answer the door. The queens human is there. I smile at her.
"The queen wants to see you in the day room, for breakfast…" She says to me. I nod and reply that I need to dress myself. Hadley takes me to the department store in the building aka the queens closet and I get dress in a casual manner, jeans and a white peasant shirt. As we arrive at the day room, I see Roman already sitting at the table chess grinning at me and the queen sitting on the pool. She also grins at me, but where Roman's grin was somewhat honest, hers was filled with hidden meanings. I nod at both and walk to the queen. She gets of the pool and sit on the edge.
"Now that we have put the past behind our backs…" She smiles again, that fake, mischievous smile of hers and I understand she is talking about me and Eric…"Let's get you ready for the next hundred years…"
I not sure what she means by that, but for the first time in a thousand years I am truly scared…
