It was an odd sensation, to feel the impending dawn without any urgency to go to ground. No wonder Bill had let the power go to his head, Eric mused as the first rays of the sun skittered across his skin.
For the first time in over a thousand years, Eric felt no pain as the sun warmed his skin. Momentarily forgetting his purpose, he stopped and lifted his face to the sun, closing his eyes as he reveled in the warmth.
He sighed happily.
His contentment changed abruptly back to concern as he felt Pam's spike of anxiety through their bond, he quickened his pace.
If Bill's predictions were correct, he didn't have much time.
Traveling at vampire speed it didn't take long for the facility to come into view, he never thought that he'd be so happy to see it again.
He made short work of the guards outside and, taking the arm off the one closest to him, he let himself back in.
Almost immediately he got lost inside the labyrinth of corridors; he growled in frustration as he found himself at yet another dead end.
"Or watch me die…"
Pam's words from the night of her turning came back to haunt him as he tried not to think about what might happen if he didn't make it to her in time.
She had never really been afraid to die, just to die alone and forgotten.
As a Viking, Eric had respected that attitude; for himself, he only feared one thing: losing her.
That being said, he also felt a responsibility for Molly and he would never forgive himself if he had saved her from the True Death at the hands of the Authority only for her to meet it now.
And then there was Jessica…
He brushed all thoughts of the three vampires aside, he didn't have time to dwell on his responsibilities or his worries; he had to focus on finding them.
"This is ridiculous," he muttered to himself as he rounded another corner and found himself outside yet another locked door.
He smirked, forgetting some of his annoyance, as he looked though the peephole to find the doctor who'd infected Nora.
The doctor jumped as Eric threw open the door and stepped inside, "Northman," he breathed.
Eric cocked his head to the side, "Dr. Overlark," he greeted him.
In the next moment he was standing in front of the other man, "My sister sends her regards," he told him as he reached out and ripped the other man's heart out of his chest.
Dr. Overlark sputtered blood, looking up at Eric with horrified eyes before falling to the ground.
Eric regarded the heart thoughtfully, "And I could have sworn you didn't have one," he said, tossing it back down on Dr. Overlark's bloodied corpse as he left the room.
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A/N: I wasn't sure if I'd have time to post this tomorrow and then I thought I might, but Katie did say she'd prefer to have it today rather than two chapters on Sunday if I couldn't post it. So...I will post it now just in case I can't tomorrow. Hope you liked it :)
Oh, I decided to change the way the doctor died because...well, I wanted to do the line about having no heart :P