I do now own any True Blood characters, just my own. Enjoy!

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Travis and Carli approached the studio, chatting as they laughed over some small incident that had happened on the way. The hosts saw them and stepped outside to greet them, hugging Carli and shaking hands with Travis as they expressed their regret over Ryan's death. Carli realized that she had not been there since then. She smiled and thanked them, and glanced at Travis as they asked it if was cool to talk about on the air, and is dark eyes locked on hers as they considered it. They agreed that it was fine and stepped inside, taking seats on the couch and setting their guitars next to them. The show came back on and they started talking about the upcoming album and her return to Chicago, and she felt Travis settle his arm behind her head as the conversation flowed. She glanced at him and kept talking, and then they slowly moved it to Ryan with wary eyes. Travis spoke about him slowly, and Carli felt every emotion his words conveyed as she took his hand behind her shoulder. Carli took her turn and held it together as she talked about her ex and close friend, feeling the strength from Travis as he squeezed her hand. They lightened the mood afterwards by singing some songs, throwing in Mr Grinch for the holidays. They had come up with it one night and had a good time with it, and she sang a song from the second album as well as the song that Ryan wrote for Travis. The two stayed for the whole show and ten went to eat with the guys, and quietly went home. Carli glanced at Travis as she closed the door, and he followed her as they collapsed on her bed to sleep. Travis pulled her close and kissed her hair, telling her she did good that day. She whispered it back, fighting sleep as she snuggled against him. They slept for a few hours, and Carli woke up dreaming of Eric with a small gasp. She moved away slowly from Travis, using the bathroom and glancing at the clock as she snuck out to the balcony with her phone. It was late afternoon and he might be done with work. His phone rang a few times before she heard Pam's voice on the other end, and she frowned. "Pam? Is Eric there?"

Pam giggled, and Carli knew right away that she was drunk. "He is a bit busy right now, Carli. Want to come over and keep me company?" Carli heard a female laugh in the background, and she bit her lip.

"Where are you?" Carli asked, her stomach beginning to hurt as she leaned against the railing and stared at the city in front of her.

"His place. We're having an employee appreciation party, or is it employer appreciation?" Pam giggled again, and Carli heard a distinct moan and Eric's name. "It's a bit hard to tell right now." Carli sucked in her breath and closed her eyes as she felt the hurt slide through her. "Come over and be my toy, Carli. I am in the mood for you."

"I don't think so." Carli whispered, ending the call and taking several deep breaths. Another threesome with her nowhere near being involved was happening, and she felt a tear slide down her cheek. She knew that it was stupid to get back involved with him, but her had seemed sincere about caring about her. Carli shuddered and went back inside, dropping her phone back on the counter and heading back to her room. She snuggled back into Travis's arms and closed her eyes as her pulled her close. She cried slowly and very quietly, and he stroked her hair in his sleep as she pressed her face against his chest. She fell back asleep somehow and woke up with him stroking her cheeks as he looked at her with concern in his eyes.

"What is it? Did today get to you more than you thought it would?" Travis asked, and she shook her head.

"You can say I told you so now." Carli told him softly, and he lay next to her and kissed her forehead.

"I'm sorry, Carli." Travis told her, and his phone rang next to them. He looked at her apologetically and she nodded at him to indicate that he should answer it. He did and talked for a few moments before hanging up and pulling her to him. "Bryan is playing tonight. Want to go out and forget about life for awhile? I'll take you to dinner."

"Sure." Carli replied, knowing that sitting home would only make things worse. One more night and they would be gone, and she could forget about everything. They got up, showered, and she turned up her Ipod as she got ready. Carli pulled on a mini skirt with purple sequins all over it, and tugged a thin black tank over her head with a light gray cardigan over that. Docks finished the outfit she did her make up in bright pinks and purples with a deep pink gloss over her lips. She entered the living room to see him wearing fitted jeans and a gray button up with docs, and she grinned at him. "You look nice." Carli told him, and he shrugged.

"You are very sparkly." Travis told her, walking over to her and stroking her face. "Feeling better?" She nodded slowly, and his eyes searched hers before he slid his arms around her and kissed her. She allowed the kiss to slowly deepen and they both jumped as her phone shrilled on the counter. "Dinner?" Travis asked, and she nodded at him as she walked to grab it. Eric had called and texted, and she shot quickly through the few apologies before hitting delete. She slid her phone into her tiny purse and headed towards the door as Travis looked at her curiously. "OK?"

"I'm fine. It's his loss, not mine." She didn't necessarily believe the words that she spoke as she stared forward, but she wanted to. Travis followed her, sliding a heavier jacket over her shoulders as he pulled the door closed. They went to Thai again for dinner, and she ate lightly as she watched the people outside. Travis looked curiously at her, and she finally met his eyes.

"What happened, Carli?" Travis asked, and she stared at him. "It is the only thing you have been so secretive about."

"So much has happened, but this time it was somebody else." Carli replied, and shook her head. Really it was two somebody else's, since she was not even there.

"How can he think about that? Look at you." Travis told her, and she smiled bitterly.

"Coming from someone that knows more about me than anyone else, that is a compliment." Carli told him, and a tear slid down her cheek. She glanced down and pulled herself together, and they quietly finished dinner and went to the large club. Fans recognized them immediately and they posed for pictures as they drank with them, and soon Carli was feeling quite buzzed. She danced to the band, spinning around wildly as she bounced around with the crowd. She was out there for the whole set when she finally headed to the bathroom, hearing her phone as she closed the door to the stall. Eric had texted again, and she felt her eyes blur with tears as she told him to leave her alone. He got back to her they went back and forth arguing until she found herself highly turned on by his emotions. He called her and she found her hands sliding between her legs as his voice slid through her veins, stroking herself just to relieve herself. He listened as she breathed heavily through it, trying to keep quiet, and told her to come over. "I can't." Carli told him, wanting to despite her words. "I have been hurt too much in this. I want to go home and forget about it all." Eric argued back, and she told him to go and fuck his employee again as she ended the call. Carli looked at the mess on her fingers as she bit her lip, and cleaned herself up before going to wash her hands and fix her make up. She thanked the darkness out front and wiped at her eyes as another girl walked in.

"Carli?" Carli glanced at her, realizing that she did not know her, and smiled as she touched up her gloss.

"Hi. How are you?" Carli asked, and the girl smiled and hugged her. Carli had hugged countless fans and knew the touch of one interested in her now all too well. It had not done anything for her before that, but the lingering embrace triggered the hormones that she had just struggled so much with. She pulled away and looked into the girl's green eyes, and she smiled at Carli.

"You're so pretty in person." The girl told her, smiling as she told Carli that her name was Jessica. They got to talking and ended up getting drinks and sitting on one of the couches in the darker room. Carli didn't turn away her subtle advances and was soon kissing her deeply, not caring where she was. Jessica's hand unbuttoned her sweater and slid up to her nipples that were hard under the tank, and Carli moaned against her mouth as she pinched them gently. She moved them to her bare skin down the deep scoop neck and Carli sucked her tongue deep inside of her mouth. "I didn't know that you were bi." Jessica whispered to her, and Carli stared at her.

"I recently discovered that fact." Carli explained, and welcomed Jessica's hands between her legs, slipping into her wet center to make her cum again as she moaned softly against her lips. The girls looked around afterwards, glad the room was empty, and Jessica sucked gently on her fingers as she stared at Carli. She asked her to come home with her so they could do more together, and Carli looked up as she heard Travis. Jessica had her gloss smeared on her face and he glanced between the girls before settling on his best friend. She stood up, glancing back at Jessica before Travis led her outside and stared at her.

"What was that?" Travis asked her in a low voice, and she sighed. She buttoned her sweater up one button and ran her hands through her hair.

"I messed around with her." Carli told him, and his eyes deepened. "Do you like that, Travis. Does it turn you on?" She was beyond her normal level of intoxication, and he glanced around before pulling her inside of the club to the darkness. The song the DJ was playing was relatively slow and he pulled her to him for a dance, and she slid her arms around his neck as she began to crave male attention.

"Carli….you are so different than the girl I met a few years ago." Travis told her, and she met his gaze.

"Is that bad or good?" Carli asked, and he seemed to consider that question.

"Different." Travis replied, and she nodded. They finished the dance and the night, and took a cab home as she leaned drunkenly against him. He helped her upstairs, and watched as she slid off her cardigan and lay back on the couch. Travis walked into the kitchen and got them some waters, and sat down on the couch and pulled her legs over him. He looked down at her as she looked up at him, and she seemed to search his face.

"Do you hate me, Travis?" Carli asked, and he looked down her legs as her skirt slid up just a little more to reveal her lower thigh.

"I don't. I have never not hated anyone so much before." Travis replied, and she frowned.

"What does that mean?" Carli asked, and he smiled slowly.

"You were just Carli for a long time to me, and then you were my best friend's girl after that. I loved you like a sister, but we joined as a band and that was it." Travis spoke slowly, and she moved to a sitting position next to him. He looked at her breasts pressing through the tank top, and sighed. "Ryan left us, and I didn't want to see anybody until I woke up with you. I realized that I need you, Carli. I never wanted to not have you there in my arms. I never didn't want your comfort anymore."

"And now?" Carli asked, and leaned closer to him.

"I am dealing with this new thing of wanting you." Travis told her, and she brushed his lips with hers. "I was really turned on tonight when I realized what had happened, Carli. I can't help wondering now if you let her touch you as well, and if you are still wet from it." He kissed her, and she slid onto his lap easily. Their kiss deepened immediately, and she gasped for air as their tongues battled for dominance.

"Travis…..you're so…." Carli told him, and he lowered his lips to her neck as she moaned.

"You didn't get this vibe that night in the bus?" Travis asked, and she whimpered as he nibbled on her neck.

"We're all alone now." Carli murmured, and he slid is hands to the hem of her shirt. "Do you want this?" Carli asked, and met is heavy gaze. He lifted her shirt rapidly and she pulled herself up as he slid his lips over her hard nipples and sucked them into her mouth.

"Are you wet?" Travis asked her, before gently biting down.

"I came on her fingers and she sucked it off of them afterwards." Carli said, and he moaned against her skin. He ravaged her nipples after that and she moaned and cried out through it, kissing him deeply for a long time afterwards. She sucked his lower lip into her mouth and bit gently, and he slid his hands down to grip her ass. They stumbled down the hall to her room, and he pushed her down and slid her skirt down. She looked at him as slid off his shirt and jeans, and moved between her legs to part them. He slid his fingers over her calf to her thigh and she bit her lip as he slid them over her wet underwear.

"I hope some of this is for me." Travis told her, and she moaned as he slid them as she pulled her legs up to straighten them. She slid them back around him and he touched her as he met her gaze. "Do you with this was the girl from the club?"

"No, Trav." She sucked in her breath as he slid his fingers into her folds to stroke her sensitive clit, and he noticed it and stroked her harder.

"Do you wish it was him?" Travis asked, but she came before she could answer. He slid is fingers inside of her to feel it, and she glanced up to see his eyes widen. She lifted her hips to push against him, and soon she felt him move between her legs and stroke her with his tongue. "Fuck, you taste good." Travis told her, and she smiled as he focused on her clit and brought her again. She was feeding off of her time alone in the bathroom, off of the time with Jessica, off of the emotions of the day, and largely the way it felt when he licked her so hard and eagerly. He was so willing to please her, and she met his gaze as he sat up and looked at her.

"Take those off." Carli told him, staring at the bulge in his boxers with hungry eyes. He did, and she moved up and crawled over to him as she stared at his large cock. She licked it with her tongue as he hissed and slowly slid her mouth over it as he slid his hands into her hair. She slid up and down him, and he moaned as she sucked and teased with her tongue and lips.

"I don't want to finish this way, Carli. I want to be inside of you." Travis moaned, and she slowly gave him control as he pushed forward between her lips.

"Fuck my mouth, Travis." Carli whispered, and he pumped forward harder. "Cum for me."

Travis cried out as she felt him twitch inside of her, and she swallowed everything he shot inside of her throat. "I have never had that done so well." Travis told her, and she looked up at him. She cleaned him off with her mouth and crawled over him, pressing close to him as he stroked her sweaty back. "Wait for awhile until I am ready again. I want to feel you." He turned her over to kiss the skin of her neck, down to her nipples again, and down her stomach as she moaned and whimpered. Travis ran to his room for a moment and returned as he slid a condom over his hard cock, and she watched him as he slid between her legs and inside of her. They made love clumsily for a time, then hard and fast as she moaned louder and louder. They both came, one after the other, and he fell next to her spent and breathing heavily. They passed out together and woke up to the alarm waking them up for their early afternoon flight. Carli looked at him and she rolled onto her stomach, and he met her eyes. "I hope you do not regret last night."

"I hope it does not ruin us." Carli said, and he leaned over to press his lips gently against hers. He got up to go and make them breakfast, and she opened her suitcase to put in the clothes she had piled onto her dresser after pulling on a short dress. She had planned on a lot of clothes for this trip, and she set aside the outfit for the plane. Travis called her, and she went out to see bacon, eggs, and toast on plates at the table with coffee set in front of them. She smiled and sat down, looking at him across the table as her eyes wandered down his shoulders and chest. He looked lean and smaller in clothes, but he was more muscular than she would have thought. He raised an eyebrow at her and she smiled. "You look good."

"You do too, though you're too clothed for me." Travis told her, and she almost choked on her sip of coffee. They ate and talked about the trip and she went to take a shower, turning her head as he came in behind her. He slid his hands over her sides, wet with the shower, and over her nipples as she moaned. They ended up leaving the shower as he pushed her onto her knees to take her again, then finishing cleaning themselves afterwards. She brushed her hair and put on a hint of make up, and they brought their bags to the door as she looked at him. It was not the way she had intended on beginning her life back in Chicago, but she smiled as he took her hand in the car they had called to take them to the airport. Her phone beeped as they boarded the plane and she glanced at it to see Eric texting her that he would miss her. She deleted it and glanced at Travis as he slid is hand into her hair, and slid her phone back into her purse after shutting it off. Memories of Eric flooded her mind as she stared out of the window leaving New York, and she sighed softly.