Author's Notes: Hello once again my dear and awesome readers!

So here is the next chapter and I want to tell you it IS a brutal kind of scene. Nothing overly bad, but I wanted to let everyone know that beforehand.

I had a lot of fun with this chapter and I may or may not have cried on one part in this chapter. Lol.

I hope you all enjoy it as I have writing it.

Thank you for all your support, we are getting to the end of this story! WOW! We're getting rather close and then comes the sequel! Woohoo! How excited are we for that?

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Sookie's POV:

"Hello my dear Sookie." Bill's voice vibrated against my ears and his arms tightened around my waist. I felt my ribs creak as if they were going to break under his hold. I couldn't stop shaking as he let his tongue glide on the outside of my left ear. "I promised myself that you would be mine…forever."

No! No way in fucking hell!

"I create my own destiny." I growled.

The energy in my right hand began to glow and I turned slightly to slap across his face as my hand lit in bright white light. Bill screamed in rage and his grip loosened but he didn't let go. I grabbed his hands, feeling the light begin to burn his skin on my fingertips, feeling his blood begin to collect in my palm.

With much effort I pulled his hands away as far as I could before I whipped around in his grasp. His arms flew to my back, crushing me against his body. My eyes met his crazy ones and I watched as his fangs sunk down. I pulled my hands up from between his chest to grab his jaw before he could take a bite into my neck, but it was with much effort and I began trembling from the force he was pushing down on me.


Eric's POV:

The bombs were heard above now and I grabbed Pam, cursing as I looked at the windows that held the sun out.

"Eric…I have to find Amelia!" Pam screamed.

"And I have to find Sookie." I answered her.

"No, you cannot." Godric stood before me, grabbing my hand before I could do anything. He threw a blanket over us before pushing us to the window. He broke the glass before we went flying out of it. Pam screamed as the sun hit her legs and I growled, grabbing her tighter against my chest, pulling her up so her legs weren't dangling.

I heard another window being broken, but didn't give much thought. All I could think about was Sookie, her fear was escalating.

We were thrown inside and I pulled the blanket off my head, making sure Pam was still covered.

"What is the meaning of this Godric?" I yelled; watching him pull the curtains down.

"I can't let you go back Eric, there are bombs going off on every floor. Niall said that it would be a wasted effort if you died today." He shook his head, looking sad. "I am sorry, my child."

"Bill is with her!" I told him loudly.

"Eric, please, you must listen! I cannot let you go out there, you will die!" Godric yelled just as loud. I stepped toward the window and I gripped the material in my hands. "Don't make me command you, Eric. She is strong and she will deal with this."

"She doesn't know her power, Godric! It is still faulty. You are getting in the way of me and my pledged and I really don't like that." I growled, stepping closer to him. My hands were trembling.

"This is what has to be done, she will be fine." He said.

I growled at my maker. "Fuck you!" He watched me move to the window again. I had to get to Sookie; I had to protect her in any way that I could! That is what Ancient Pythoness said!

"Eric, I command you to stay!" I froze in the act, my fingers on the material of the curtain. "Niall is trying to get into the building! Everything will be fine!"

I hated my maker in this moment, for the first time ever. Red tears slipped from my eyes and all I could think about was the Ancient Ones words.

"You better hope she makes it out, Godric, because if she doesn't, I will take your life for her." My voice grew menacing. I meant every word that was laced in a threat.

"I wouldn't fight you, if she died." He answered solemnly. "She is stronger than you give her credit for."


Sookie's POV:

His lips were closing in on my neck. I could feel his breathing against my skin. I didn't know what else to do. I pulled my head back as far as I could before I brought it forward in momentum. I smashed my head against his and to my surprise he stumbled. I wasted no time in pushing his body away. I turned in mid jump, kicking under his chin as hard as I could.

"You will never, ever get me!" I screamed as I flew through the air. My fist hit the side of his face, sending it in the opposite direction. "You forget Bill; I have Eric's blood running through my veins! I am stronger than you thought I would be!"

"Not strong enough." He growled, jumping on top of me, spearing me to the floor.

The wind flew out of my lungs, but I wouldn't give up. Eric taught me that. Always fight no matter what and that is what I did. I struggled against his body, bringing my hands up; I pushed my thumbs into his eyes. They began to bleed and he screamed at the contact. I pushed my leg up, kneeing him hard in the balls before I used all my strength to roll us until I was straddling his waist.

I pulled my fist back and began to punch him repeatedly in the face with both hands. That only lasted a few seconds before he flipped us, throwing me against the wall. It buckled and began to cave in. I watched in slow motion as he came flying at me as I was falling through the broken wall.

I put my knees and hands up and when he landed on me, I used my hands as a catapult; throwing him over my head to slide against the carpet in the room. I scurried to my feet, trying to make a break for it but he grabbed my ankle, pulling me down against the carpet.

"Too slow, lover." He laughed.

Fury came to the surface as he said that word. No one calls me that other than Eric! I growled, kicking away from him, but it was to no avail. I noticed a golf club lying in the kitchenette and faintly I wondered why it would be there, but I didn't care. I reached over and grabbed it. I flipped to my back, my ankle protesting as it shattered from the twist I did, but I didn't feel it.

His head snapped up and I brought the club down on his skull. I heard a crack before I pulled back and brought the club from the left side and smacked him across the face with it harder. His head blew to the other side; his hand fell away from my broken ankle.

"I am not your fucking anything!" I screamed.

Then below us the floor creaked and groaned before it cracked. We both were tumbling through the air and I faintly put myself in the fetal position, wondering if that would help. I don't know how far we fell through open air, but I hit things on the way down, tumbling I went through the air but I didn't let go of my position. I stayed curled in a ball.

Finally we hit ground and I hit hard. I wheezed as I trembled from the initial hit to the ground. My eyes were blurry from tears that collected but I didn't let them fall. I looked to my side, noticing that Bill was covered in some rubble that fell on top of him. His face was cut up, but he was still alive. His eyes were closed.

I didn't know if I could move and I looked up from where we fell. It was two floors we fell from, how the hell am I not dead? I shook my head slightly, not caring at all. I turned my head to the left, noticing that there was a body lying to the side.

That wasn't just anybody. Her short brown hair was thrown back, covering her eyes slightly as she lay on her back. Her chest was falling and rising slightly as if she could hardly breathe and I looked down in time to see why. A big piece of wood was sticking out of her stomach, blood oozing out quickly and creating a pool below her. On top of her chest was a heavy part of a beam from the ceiling crushing her.

"Amelia!" I screamed in terror.

I couldn't pull myself to my feet, but I did crawl. I forced myself to roll over on my stomach, crying out as I was sure I broke a lot of bones in my body, but I had to get to her. My best friend.

Bill wasn't moving yet, so I had some time and I wasted none of the seconds given to me. I crawled as fast as I could; pulling myself by my arms over to her limp, shallow breathing form.

"Amelia." I whispered as I got to her. My hand fell into her hair to rub it back and out of her eyes.

She winced. "S-Sook.."

"No, no, sweetie don't talk." I whispered. My hands trembled to her stomach and I forced my light out to save her. The reddish, orange color light enveloped in my hand but it wouldn't heal the wound in her stomach. The blood kept flowing out.

"W-Wont…work." She whispered, blood seeping out the corner of her mouth. "I t-tried a f-freezing spell. It r-rebounded…badly. Y-Your magic…won't…work."

I sobbed as I pushed my hand against her wound as if that would stop the blood. I wouldn't pull out the wood, I couldn't. That would make her bleed worse, right? Right?

"Y-You're fine. You're going to be fine." I whispered, shaking my head. "Niall is coming. He will help. I know it."

"N-Niall…can't get…in. The building…is made…of iron. All…i-iron." She whispered. "Too…many p-people outside. T-they…won't…make it…to the d-door."

I shook my head, tears slipping from my eyes. "I'll get us out…I'll do it." I promised.

I had never teleported with anyone else and even then when I teleported myself I haven't tried to go very far. Across the room is something different than this. I pushed the wood off her chest with all my strength. It was heavy and my back was screaming at me, but I had to move it. I leaned down to listen to her heart.

"S-Sookie…" Amelia's voice was forlorn now and her eyes opened. I saw slight tears in her eyes. "I really hope…P-Pam isn't mad at me any…more. Tell her…t-tell her…"

I sobbed harder I listened to her heart slowing. "Don't you dare give up on me, Amelia Broadway! Don't you fucking dare!" I screamed.

Just then something grabbed my ankle and pulled me away from her. I gasped in surprise as Bill flipped me over and looked down at me.

"Tell me who is going to save you now?" He screamed in my face, his fangs inches away from me. "I am going to let you watch your best friend die and then I am going to take you for my own. No one can save you. Who can?" He laughed.

Something inside me clicked as if I was enveloped in strength. My body began to hum as my anger rose and something inside me was building higher and higher as I looked up at his crazy face. My body began to pulse and Bill noticed this.

"I don't need anyone to save me." I whispered; my voice taking on a different affect as if it wasn't me talking.

"Who then?" He challenged, gripping me tighter.

"Me." I growled.

And then the strength popped inside me and unleashed an explosion of some kind. The room filled with white light and it came from inside my body, all over my skin. Bill jumped back in surprise, screaming as his skin began to melt away. He fell to the floor and I picked myself up.

I grabbed his shirt, my light still pulsing from my fingertips and I dragged him over to Amelia. I leaned down and put my hands on top of her shoulder and I put all my remaining strength into what I had. I hardly had any left and I knew that this would be bad for my own body, but I wouldn't let Amelia die and I wouldn't let Bill get away.

I sucked in air as I thought of Eric, wishing I could be with him. It wasn't done that way, the teleporting because you could end up somewhere that wouldn't be pleasant at all, but I had no choice. I closed my eyes and I teleported, holding tightly onto both friend and foe.