Eric paced the office. He looked at the door and told himself not to go in there and have his way with Sawyer. Too bad that all he could think about was her in the next room. He yanked off his coat and tossed it aside. He walked up to the door and cursed in Swedish. He never had been able to control himself. Godric had been fond of telling him that he had the willpower of a five year old. He opened it and walked into the bathroom without a sound.
He shut the door and stood there. He saw Sawyer's back was to him. He took a couple of steps closer to her and stopped. He could see scars on her back. There were cut marks, what looked like whip marks and finally cigarette burns. He pulled his shirt over his head and toed off his shoes. He quickly undid his pants and then stepped in the shower behind her. Her scent surrounded him and he wondered what it was about her that pulled him towards her.
Sawyer stood under the hot water of the shower and tried to ease away her aches and worries. She turned when she felt someone's breath on the back of her neck. She knew it was Eric. She waited to see if he would make a move. He did and gently traced one of her scars with his finger. She leaned against his touch wishing that he would never stop. His finger felt cool and soft on her scarred back.
"Who did this to you?" he asked softly.
"Does it matter?" she answered turning away and pulling herself away from his touch. She had never felt beautiful and standing there naked in front of a body that could belong to a Greek God wasn't helping her out at all.
"Yes, it matters. I need to know so I'll know who to kill."
"My father, some of it anyway. And he is already dead; I did it so you don't have to worry about that."
Eric reached out and grabbed his shampoo. He poured some in his hand and started to massage it into Sawyer's scalp. He was gentle as he washed her hair. He didn't want to admit it but he liked the feel of her hair in his hands. He felt her lean against him and felt her hand on his thigh. He felt his fangs come out as the feel of her hair and her skin against his turned him on.
Sawyer needed to turn around and face him. She turned and saw his fangs and his eyes staring at her waiting to see what she would do. She reached up and placed her hand on his cheek and knew what she wanted to do. She stood on her tip toes and leaned in. She kissed him softly feeling his cool lips against hers. She waited to see what he would do. She whimpered when she was suddenly slammed against the shower wall Eric's strong arm wrapped around her waist tightly. Then his mouth was devouring hers and she matched him wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing back just as hard as he was kissing her. She nipped at his lips as his tongue tasted hers. She pressed her body against his and moaned slightly feeling his hard body curve along hers. Then just as sudden as he had kissed her he pulled away and let her go.
"Eric," she said reaching for him.
"Finish your shower," he said leaving.
Sawyer stood there more confused than ever. She turned around and began to rinse her hair. She heard the door slam and felt tears come to her eyes. He didn't want her. A vampire turned her down. The one creature that would usually have sex with anything didn't want her. Yeah, she must be ugly and horrible.
Sam watched Sookie wait tables and really felt like calling her over to tell her to go home. He had no idea if it had anything to do with the fact that Sookie was covering for Sawyer or if it was about Bill but whatever it was about it worried him. He hadn't heard from Sawyer since she had walked out with Eric and he was really worried about that. He wanted to believe that if something had happened that Sookie would have told him but he knew that if Bill was involved and it was something bad, Sookie would cover it up to protect him. He sighed when the phone rang. He answered it.
"Merlotte's," Sam said.
"Hey, Sam, it's Sawyer."
"Thank God, are you okay?"
Sam heard what he thought was a sniffle, "Yeah, I'm fine. Eric is great company."
"You're still with him?"
"I'm at Fangtasia. He... We have some things to talk about."
"I could come and get you."
"And risk getting Eric mad at you? Nah, I got this. I just called to ask you to give a message to Sookie. Tell her I am alive and fine and that I'll see her later."
"Alright, I can do that."
"Thanks, Sam, I owe you."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, really sure. Not get back to work before I tell the boss man that all you do is yap on the phone."
"He is a mean guy our boss."
"He has his moments."
Sam hung the phone and turned. He jumped when he saw Sookie standing there watching him. He smiled and looked at her.
"Need anything?" he asked.
"Did I hear right or were you talking to Sawyer?" Sookie asked.
"I was. She said to tell you she was alive and that she'd see you later."
"Did she sound okay?"
"Well..."
"Sam."
"She sounded sad, Sook. I don't think Eric hurt her but... All the same she sounded sad about something."
"It's probably the hormones."
"What?"
Sookie looked at Sam and then realized that Sawyer hadn't told him she was pregnant. She smiled and turned and saw the whole bar looking at them. She grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the back. Lafayette looked at them then went back to cooking.
"Sawyer is pregnant," Sookie said.
"What?" Sam asked.
"She's pregnant. She left her ex before coming here. I guess she never said anything because she hasn't made a decision yet."
Sam watched as Sookie grabbed the food and left. He looked at Lafayette. Lafayette shook his head and looked at Sam.
"Told you bitch would eat you alive," he said.
Sam just turned and went back to the bar. He went back to work making a mental note to discuss this with Sawyer the minute she got back.
Sawyer stood behind the bar staring at the phone. She was tempted to pick it up and call a cab to come pick her up. She didn't know where Eric had gone but she couldn't find him anywhere and she just wanted to be out of his world and back to hers. She walked around the bar the track pants he had given her dragging on the floor. She had pulled the tank top up to showing off an inch of skin of her stomach and tied it in the back in a knot. She turned the top of the tracks pants once more finally happy with the fit. She looked around the club and wondered how she could pass the time.
She saw the stereo and smiled. She went back to the bar and opened her bag. She pulled out her iPod and went back to the stereo. She found the iPod dock and hooked it up. She smiled when the sounds of 'Crazy Circles' by Bad Company filled the club. She stood there and pushed all the thoughts from her mind about Eric and what had happened in the shower. She smiled and started to dance around to the song. Music had always been her way out along with writing. She had spent most of her early teenage years with the radio blaring writing a mile a minute. She sighed and turned away from the stereo and went back to the bar. She kneeled down and opened the small fridge there. She had gotten hungry and if she didn't find anything to eat she was going to order in and make Eric pay for it.
She shoved around the bottles of booze and Tru Blood. She sighed and closed the door. Nothing to eat in there unless she was the undead. She grabbed the yellow pages and started flipping though them for pizza places. She barely heard the music change or feel Eric watching her from the shadows. She raked and hand though her hair and then pulled it over her shoulder and braided it quickly.
Eric watched Sawyer safely hidden in the dark. He knew he would have to back down to the basement when he heard her ordering a pizza but just for the moment he wanted to watch her. She looked really good wearing his clothes but then again she had looked better wearing nothing at all. He could feel her hurt from where he stood. He knew that it was because of what he had done. She had been fine until he had touched her in the shower. He sighed knowing that he had made a mistake. He watched as she hung up the phone and looked down at the yellow pages. She then started to flip though them again and he frowned. He watched as she stopped then ran her finger down the page. He waited while she dialled a number.
"Yes, I need... I am about a month pregnant maybe more and I... I need a doctor to discuss my... My options," he heard her say. He then heard her choke back a sob.
He turned and walked away listening to her sobs echo in his ears. He was in over his head here. He had forgotten more about being human then he could ever remember. He walked down the stairs and into the basement. He started to pace and tried to think about what he was going to do. Everything seemed to be spinning out of his control and he needed that control back. He needed to be in control at all times; expect here in seemed like he couldn't even get control of his emotions. He ran his hands though his hair and cursed. Nothing was going on as planned.
Sawyer ate the last piece of pizza and looked at the clock. Sunset had come and gone and she was still waiting for Eric to show up. She smiled when the music on her iPod changed to Nickelback's 'Shakin Hands'. She started dancing around and looked at the stripper pole. She smiled and knew that she had to try it out; it just fit perfectly with the song. She walked up the stairs and looked at the pole. She stood where Eric's chair was and ran towards the pole. She jumped up reaching the top and wrapped her legs and one arm around the pole.
Eric walked out his flip flops scrapping against the floor. He stopped when he saw Sawyer slowly moving down the stripper pole hanging almost upside down. He smiled as he saw one of her breasts fall out of his shirt. She reached the floor and got up. She turned and saw him. She looked down and pulled on the tank top covering her breast again. She looked up again and Eric saw hurt in her eyes.
"You finally come to torture me?" she asked jumping down and walking towards him.
"Just ask questions. How long did you hunt with your parents?"
"They hunted, I didn't. I got out of it when I was fourteen. I screwed up on a hunt and my dad got killed. Mom dropped me off at my grandfather's."
"Is she still hunting?"
"Yes."
"What's her name?"
"Are you going to kill her?"
"No."
"Too bad, cause then I would have given you her address too."
Sawyer leaned against the bar and looked at Eric. Just the sight of him hurt her. She just wanted to leave and get back to Sookie's where she could pretend she had never met Eric Northman. She looked up when he stepped closer to her. She placed her hand in her pocket and felt the silver chain there. She turned away when he went to touch her.
"I did not appreciate you using your silver chain on me," he said.
"It wasn't your fight. There is enough fighting going on between humans and vampires. I didn't want to add to it. I just wish we could all get along. I know we could if we tried harder."
Eric looked at her but in that moment he didn't see her. He saw Godric instead. Godric standing there in that church lecturing the humans and the vampires about how they could live together in peace. He blinked his eyes and saw Sawyer looking at him with a worried look on her face. He couldn't believe that here was a human saying the same thing that a 2000 years old being had said. He didn't think humans were that smart. He turned away from Sawyer and still felt her eyes on him. He tried to bury his feelings for Godric again but he couldn't. He had been doing well for a while only thinking about his maker when he was alone and could mourn him without anyone seeing him. But now in front of this human he felt himself losing control.
"Blondie?" he heard Sawyer ask. It made him smile. He was no longer Eric but back to being Blondie; a sure sign that he had hurt her and made her angry with him.
"How is it you were raised in an environment that taught you to hate us, kill us but you don't?" he asked turning to face her.
"I just... You're still here, alive in a way and to that... I think vampires have souls like humans and maybe even animals. How can I kill something that has a soul? Plus... I had read Anne Rice and thought... Vampires weren't that bad."
"And now?"
"I was right; some of you aren't that bad."
"That would be Bill I suspect, you are talking about."
Sawyer shrugged. She looked up at Eric and saw something in his eyes that caused her to want to talk more with him. She wanted to know what had caused the deep pain she had seen flash in his eyes. She watched as he reached in the pocket of his blue track pants and pulled out the keys to his car. She knew that that meant the conversation was over. She went over to the stereo and unhooked her iPod. She turned and Eric stood right behind her holding her bag for her. She took it and tossed her iPod in. She turned to leave but Eric grabbed her arm and pulled her body against his.
"I can see that you are angry at me," he said leaning towards her.
"I'm angry at myself more. I actually thought that someone like you would want me. Crazy, huh?"
Eric let go of her when she pulled away. He watched her leave the club and knew that this was going to be the worst drive he had ever experienced in his 1000 years and he had had a few horrible rides. He followed her out wishing he could figure out what it was he was feeling when it came to her.
Sookie jumped up when the front door opened and Sawyer walked in. She went over and hugged Sawyer close to her. She felt her friend hold her close. She looked out the door and saw Eric sitting in his black convertible corvette. Eric nodded at her then sped off kicking up gravel in her driveway. She pulled away and saw tears in Sawyer's eyes.
"What did he do?" Sookie asked.
"It's nothing I just... Sook, I don't want it to be him," Sawyer cried.
"What? Honey, you aren't making sense."
Sawyer just shook her head and ran upstairs. Sookie let her go and watched her. She sighed and looked around the house. She really didn't know what was going on anymore. She especially didn't understand why Eric, the one vampire she would have bet money on to hate humans forever, was suddenly interested in a human. Sookie thought about it and tried to think what it met. She then stopped and the light bulb went off in her head when she thought about Sawyer's words.
"Oh my, she cares about him... I need to hook her up with someone," Sookie muttered to herself. Anyone she could find had to be better then Eric. Even Jason was a better choice.
Sookie went into the kitchen to get some ice cream; she knew that Sawyer could use it. She would not sit back and let Eric toy with her friend. She'd stake him first before letting him hurt Sawyer.