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Chapter thirty-eight
Sookie's POV
"Who are you?" I yell out as the woman swerves the car. Godfrey threw me to this woman and she in turn bundled me into this car and took off, and now there is someone following us! There is a black sedan following behind us and it is gaining speed very quickly. But that's not my only concern. I am currently in a speeding car, which is jittering everywhere, with a woman who I don't have a clue about. I don't even know her name! The only thing I know is that she is some kind of Supe, and I only got that from her fuzzy mind.
"I'm Luna," She informs me without even blinking an eye. She seems very unmoved by the fact we are trying to be run off of the road.
"Why are you helping me?"
"I was undercover at the Fellowship. You know, trying to figure them out and whatnot. You needed help, I was there, simple as," She states while whacking the steering wheel to the right, causing the car to swerve around the corner violently.
I grip the seatbelt tightly as I monitor the sedan which seems to have vanished from behind us, but the second I think it's safe the car suddenly gets rammed on my side, causing the car to delve to the right. I scream as the glass smashes all over me, Luna trying her hardest to outrun the sedan, but she is unsuccessful as it rams us several more times until we finally fly off the road. The car rolls several times, all the windows breaking and scattering on us. Luna immediately unclips her belt and mine before she climbs out of the car, ordering me to do the same. Through pure fear I do the same thing where she grabs my wrist and pulls me along as we run further up the field before she drags me towards the road again.
"Are you crazy!" I yell at her, Luna telling me to trust her just as a black SUV pulls up and she yanks open the door, pushing me inside where she climbs in after me.
"Are you okay?" She probes as the car pulls off at a moderate pace, obviously trying to look inconspicuous in case those people are still after us.
"My heart is pounding," I murmur as I close my eyes and lay my head back, the stinging of my wounds only just registering in my head. But what suddenly hits me like a ton of bricks is the sore, aching pain of my muscles.
"She's pretty battered, we should take her to the hospital," The driver notes thoughtfully, causing me to open my eyes and look into the wing mirror where I see it's another female. In the passenger side there is yet another female, both of them are of some kind of Supe as well.
"What are you?" I ask Luna as I rub my head, a sudden headache pounding through my head.
"We're Shapeshifters. But I prefer to be called a Were-Bat, that is my most comfortable form after all," Luna informs me proudly, causing me to look at her as I take her in. There are only a few cuts and bruises on her. She got away from that crash better than I did.
"So what are you then?" The driver barks, obviously not trusting me.
"I'm a telepath," I whisper, all of my energy diminishing rapidly.
"A telepath, how interesting…" The passenger notes thoughtfully.
"I wouldn't try anything, she's in with the Vamps," Luna scrunches her nose up. All I can do is give her a helpless shrug. This is what happens when you fall for a Vampire. His scent is permanently attached to you, no matter how hard you try. The only reason he could hide his scent from me before was by spraying that stuff on me, but he refuses to do that now. He wants people to know that I'm his. I must admit that I find it very cute, not that I would tell him. Eric hates being called cute. He prefers to be described with more masculine words.
"Right we're here. Let's get her in, checked over and then we'll get out and take her back. Duty done then," Luna states while pulling me out of the car where she drags me into the hospital, her eyes scanning along the area until she spots someone.
"Doc, got one for you," Luna yells out, the male doctor she's referring to smiling at her as he greets her. He obviously knows her.
Eric's POV
I have not heard from my Lover in a while. The receptionist informed me that she left early this morning, but I have not received a single message or call or anything of the sort. I am beginning to worry, I will admit, but I cannot act on my worry in case it jeopardises her disguise. I do not want to risk her security and safety, but that does not mean I enjoy this situation. Sookie means more to me than I care to admit, so the idea of any harm coming to her…it is unbearable in some terms. I glance over at Stan who is sat beside me in the lobby, he seems almost certain that they will return very shortly, but Isabel is more along my lines. However, she is much more obvious regarding her deep love, care and worry for her human. But I cannot help but wonder if her love is artificial, if she truly did love Hugo, she would have bonded to him, made him hers officially. But she has not done that. It does leave me with some doubt and questions over it, but I shall not bother discovering the answers. She and her love affairs are of no concern of mine.
"It is getting late, Stan," I note thoughtfully as I monitor the bond. It was previously very active, but now it is not very noticeable at all. Maybe she has overloaded it with emotion. But surely that is impossible. But if it is impossible, then why can I not feel her emotions? I can feel how tired she is, she feels achy but I cannot feel anything which causes me alarm. Unless I missed all the alarm while I was dead to the world. Curse my Vampirism. I knew I should have taken that potion in order to wake up with her; I would have been able to monitor her better that way.
"They are safe, Eric, they know the signal they must sound if they need us,"
"Do they?" I challenge, because I am almost positive my Lover knew of no such signal.
"Hugo knows it," Isabel informs me, making me growl. That does not class as they then.
"And what is this signal?"
"He has a small wire on under his shirt, all he has to do is press the button and it will be sent to our phones, informing us of the danger,"
"What if they have been captured and their capture has found the wire and destroyed it?"
"We can only hope that that is not the case," Stan tells me, making me look away, anger growing inside of me.
But I soon push that anger to the side when I feel Sookie coming closer to the building, causing me to jump up from my seat where I rush outside into the rain; my eyes landing on a black car that approaches the building. They push Sookie out before quickly driving off. I ignore them and rush to Sookie, sweeping her up in my arms where I frantically check her over. She has been severely beaten; at least, that is what it looks like. What has gone off?
"What happened, Lover?" I murmur, Sookie breaking out into tears. I hold her close, kissing the top of her head as she cries. I need to discover the answers to all my questions.
"Where is Farrell?" Stan demands as he stands before us, all I can do is look at him, a clear look that informs him that my Lover is not up for questioning.
"He's still at the Fellowship. But…b-but Godfrey agreed to let him go. He's not b-bad," Sookie sobs. She is trying her hardest to recover from her fallen state.
"Sookie, you do not need to answer anything now, you are very distraught. It is known that your memory suffers when you are under stress and are overemotional,"
"No, Eric, I'm okay. Really," She tries to assure me while wiping at her eyes. I nod, respecting her wishes as she turns to Stan and recalls what happened. Everything from start to finish. I was horrified at what she told me regarding Hugo. But I could not help but feel as though she was missing some things out. She said she was locked up in the cellar, and that she managed to escape. But what happened during her time down there before she got released? In fact, how did she manage to escape out of the cell? There would have been a guard on duty that much I am sure of. So what happened to this guard? Also, how did she get home? Who were those people in the car?
"Thank you," Stan tells her before guiding a still shocked Isabel away. I believe they will be targeting the Fellowship as soon as they wake tomorrow. But I shall not join them. Sookie is my priority.
I hurriedly lead Sookie inside and up to our room. Her clothes are drenched from the rain, she is covered in bruises and cuts, and she has bandages on her wrist and her leg. They have truly hurt her. I gently sit her down where I pull away her wet clothes, Sookie allowing me to do so before I help her into one of my shirts. I grab a towel and tenderly dry her hair, giving her time to think things through. She has had a long day.
"Sookie, what happened at the Fellowship? I am sure more happened than you originally revealed,"
"The rest was irrelevant and of no interest to Stan,"
"But it is of interest to me. It has caused you many injuries, and it has caused you trauma,"
"It's nothing serious,"
"Sookie, you are covered in cuts, bruises and I believe those are stitches on your head. Something very serious happened there, and I wish to know,"
"Eric…"
"Lover, please," I murmur, Sookie's sad eyes gazing at me, her usual sparkly light blue eyes look heavy and dark, even the sparkle has vanished from within them.
"The guard…he…he tried to rape me. But Godfrey saved me. He stopped him before he could do anything," She assures me immediately but that does not stop my body from tensing, my blood boiling, and it certainly does not halt the guilt rising within me. I should have been there to protect my Lover, but I was not. It left her vulnerable. She could have been violated and it was down to a crook to save her. I should have been the one to protect and save her. But I do owe my thanks to Godfrey, without his assistance my Lover would have been violated, traumatised and possibly even killed. He did save her, and I respect him for that.
"Are you okay? Did he harm you?"
"A few bruises and bangs, but nothing serious,"
"If that is the case, then how did these other injuries come about?"
"Godfrey helped me to escape, he placed me with some Supes who drove me away from the building, but they followed us and rammed the car off the road. It flipped a few times. They took me to hospital and then snuck me out, but…" She shrugs, obviously unsure of what to say or how to continue. She has been through quite an ordeal.
"What is the damage? Is there any injuries that are not visible?"
"Nothing too serious, just what you see and a couple of cracked ribs and a sprained wrist,"
"I guess it is my duty to tend to you,"
"You mean like my own personal doctor?" She whispers in a sultry voice. She seems to have perked up now. I grin at her before kissing her softly.
"I am sure that can be arranged," I murmur in her ear, making her giggle as she wraps her arms around my neck as I gather her closer. If I could have it my way I would have my way with her right here and now, but I do not want to hurt her in doing so.
"Are you in requirement of any pain killers, Lover?"
"No," She shakes her head. "The hospital gave me some while I was there, but I am still sore,"
"My blood will help with that. It should also help to heal your wounds, but the process will be slower unless you consume my blood in its concentrated form,"
"You mean straight from the vein,"
"Yes, I do. I know that it does not sound desirable…"
"It's okay. I just want to move passed this, and if you're blood will help me feel better and heal, then yes please, I'll accept it," She runs her fingers through my hair. A very intimate gesture. I gently take her hand in mine where I kiss the skin there softly, causing her to grace me with a beautiful smile.
"You may have some of my blood and then I expect you to rest," I tell her, my mind already hurriedly creating plans and images in my mind.
Once my Lover is asleep I plan on leaving and heading to the fellowship. I refuse to let them get away with what they have done to my Lover. I shall round Stan and other Vampires up, and together we shall attack them, kill them if need be. They harm my bonded, I harm them. I quickly make sure my Lover consumes some of my blood before I ensure she falls asleep. I cannot leave while she is awake, it will make her concerned for me, something which she does not need at this very moment in time. She needs to be able to recuperate and concentrate on herself. Once she is deep in sleep I step out of the hotel room, closing the door quietly behind me. It is time these Fellowship assholes learnt how to play rough.
AN: I know this chapter is a lot shorter than the others and I apologise. I promise I will make the next chapter a hell of a lot longer and full of action, lemons and Eric kicking ass to make up for this xx