A/N: Hey, sorry I haven't updated in a while but school has been kicking my ass. Anyway, here is a chapter, plese be patient and please put away the pitchforks... Come on, I got cookies and Eric... *waits and smiles* Great, here are the cookies and... Well, I am going to keep Eric *runs away laughing evilly*

Sawyer ran down the hospital hall Sookie and Jessica following her. She ran into the waiting room and saw Eric looking out the window. Bill and Sam stood up and walked over to them. Sawyer looked at Sam and hugged him close. She pulled away and felt tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I am so sorry, Sam," she said knowing without needing to be told that her family had done this.

"It's alright, it isn't your fault," Sam said wiping away her tears.

"It was my brother, Sam. I shouldn't have come here and dragged you all into this."

"Sawyer-," Sookie started.

"Sawyer, don't do this," Eric said in French not turning to face her.

"My twin brother did this, Eric," she answered pulling away from Sam.

Sookie read Sawyer's mind and grabbed her friend's arm. She pulled her out of the room not caring that everyone was looking at them funny. She shook her head when Bill went to follow her. She shoved Sawyer against the wall. Sawyer just looked at her not bothering to respond or say anything to defend herself.

"I am not going to let you go after him. In case you haven't noticed but you are pregnant," Sookie told her.

"I know but... I am not going to let Finn get away with this. His is my twin, Sook. I know his thoughts and his ways. I know him. I can catch him and then..."

"And then what? We'll all be standing here while it's you laying in that hospital bed. I won't let that happen."

"You can't stop me, Sookie."

"No, but I can," Eric said walking out of the room.

Eric watched as Sawyer looked at him. He had known from the moment that Bill and he had found Sam and Tara that Sawyer would blame herself. He also knew that she would do everything in her power to get back at her brother and that she wouldn't think about the cost to herself. He couldn't have her running around and risking her and the twin's lives. He reached out and took her hand. He pulled her close to him and held her against him. He leaned down and ran his nose along her neck.

"Forgive me," he told her.

"Eric-," Sawyer started then stopped as he bit down on her neck. She was shocked. Since feeling the twins move, he hadn't fed on her. And now here he was in the middle of a hospital hall having his fill.

Eric drank and drank until he heard Sawyer's heart slow. He licked the bite marks and held her up when he legs gave way. He swung her up in his arms and looked at Sookie. Sookie was giving him that look again. The one that told him he was going to get a lecture and hear all about how insensitive he was being to Sawyer and blah blah blah. He looked at her then nodded towards the waiting room.

"Stay here and tell everyone that I have taken Sawyer home," Eric told her.

"What are you going to do, Eric?" Sookie asked placing her hands on her hips.

"I am keeping her safe from herself."

"I swear, Eric if you do anything to hurt her-."

"What? Ms. Stackhouse, tell me what you will attempt to do to me?"

Sookie didn't say anything. She watched as Eric carried Sawyer back down the hall to the elevators. She had no doubt that whatever Eric had planned that Sawyer was going to hate it. At the moment though, knowing that Sawyer would be with Eric, Sookie didn't really care what Eric was planning. If it kept Sawyer safe and away from her crazy brother then he could do whatever he wanted. Sookie just hoped that Sawyer would see it that way.

Sawyer slowly woke up and realized that her ass was numb. She blinked her eyes and looked around her and realized that she was in the basement of Fangtasia. She went to stand up but realized that she couldn't. Her arm was chained against a large pole not allowing her to stand upright. She pulled on the chain and raddled it. She swore. She looked around but couldn't see Eric anywhere.

"Northman!" she yelled feeling her anger rise. She couldn't believe that he thought it was alright if he chained her up in the basement like she was some slave.

"Eric isn't here right now. He went out to... See if someone could help," Pam said walking down into the basement carrying a tray that held a sandwich, chips, pickles, and bottled water.

"Pam, let me out."

"I can't. Eric took the keys."

"You have got to be shitting me."

"No, I'm not. I don't think he trusted me not to let you out. But I think the bigger problem here is that he can't trust you not to run off and do something crazy."

"You are not giving me a lecture."

"Yes, I am," Pam set the tray down beside Sawyer and looked at her. She knew how Eric felt about this human, hell Pam even liked her. There was just something about Sawyer that made you like her. There was also something about her that made you want to protect her from the world outside. Pam knew that Sawyer was tough and strong but there were moments where this look came into her eyes and Sawyer looked so vulnerable that Pam felt the need to protect her. She didn't quite agree with Eric's method of chaining Sawyer up though. She knew that that was just going to lead to trouble.

"Pam, no offense but go fuck yourself," Sawyer said not wanting to eat but she heard her stomach growl and knew that she needed to for her children.

"I would prefer to fuck you but I doubt that Eric would be too happy about that."

"At the moment, I could care less about what makes Eric happy or not."

"In that case shall we?"

Pam sat beside Sawyer on the floor of the basement. She watched as Sawyer slowly ate the food that she had laid out for her. She reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from Sawyer's face and saw her smile. She leaned in to kiss Sawyer but thought better of it. Instead she placed a soft kiss on her cheek and got up. She walked over to the stairs and looked back at Sawyer.

"I will inform you when Eric comes back," she told her.

"Could you just stake him instead and save me the trouble?" Sawyer asked.

"No, I can't. I can trip him though and make fun of his clothing choices."

"You do that already."

"That I do."

Sawyer watched as Pam left the basement. She sipped her bottled water and swore that when Eric got back, he was going to get a piece of her mind. She wasn't going to stand for him treating her like a slave or possession. She was a person who had the right to make her own choices whether they are good or bad. He needed to understand that. She sighed and finished eating the meal. She didn't want to fight with Eric but knew that one was going to happen no matter how nicely and mature she tried to approach the subject. Plus, he had chained her to the wall down in the freakin basement. He to know that that was going to piss her off. She took a slow deep breath and really hoped that she could keep a lid on her anger when he showed up. She doubted it but she would try.

"You really chained her up?" Sawyer heard a voice say as she woke up from her sleep. She blinked her eyes and saw Eric standing next to a man who had dark hair, dark eyes and a beard with a moustache very well trimmed. He was very good looking. She looked and saw Pam standing on the staircase a smile on her face as if she knew what was eventually going to happen.

"Once you get to know her, you will understand that I had no choice in the matter," Eric answered.

"You chained her to a wall. I think there was some choice involved."

"But none of it was mine. Northman, you better uncuff me now or I promise you, there will be hell to pay," Sawyer told him sternly.

"First introductions. Alcide, I would like you to meet my human-," Eric started.

"I am not your human, at least not at the freakin moment, you son of a bitch," Sawyer stuck in.

"-Sawyer. And you will always be my human."

"Go to hell."

Eric rolled his eyes and went over to where Sawyer sat. He kneeled down and unlocked the cuff from around her wrist. He stood up and offered her his hand but she smacked it away instead struggling before she finally stood up on her own. Eric reached for her but she slapped him across the face. He should have known that would be how she would react to him. He had taken away her ability to make her own choices and with Sawyer that was very important to her. She went to walk away from him but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She turned and glared at him.

"I really don't want anything to do with you right now, Eric," she told him her voice filled with pain.

"Vacker, you know why I did this. I cannot trust you not to go running off on your own and hurting yourself or these babies," Eric told her softly.

"What it comes down is that you don't trust me at all. And how dare you chain me up like I am your slave or property. I am my own person!"

"You may be your own person but you make stupid mistakes and choices that could get you killed!"

"Go fuck yourself!"

"Isn't that your job?"

Alcide watched the bickering and arguing. He turned when Pam arrived at his side. She crossed her arms across her chest and looked at him. Alcide looked at her then looked back at Sawyer and Eric as they screamed at each other. He had thought that the screaming matches his ex fiancée Debbie and him had had were ugly but this took the cake. Sawyer and Eric were screaming at each other in English then in what sounded like Latin and then French. He turned and looked at Pam when Sawyer punched Eric.

"Are they always like this?" he asked wondering how it was that these two could fight so much but yet still hold that look of everlasting love in their eyes for each other.

"Only on the days that end in Y," Pam answered sighing as Eric shoved Sawyer against the wall and started muttering to her in Greek. Pam looked at Alcide then turned towards the stairs, "This might take a while. Come on upstairs and I'll get you a drink."

"Thanks. I could use one."

Sawyers refused to yield even when she heard the door to the basement open and slam shut and she knew that her and Eric were alone. She shoved at him but he held her tight in between the wall and his chest. She looked up at him the tears rolling down her cheeks. She didn't want to yell at him anymore, she didn't want to call him names; she just wanted him to know the truth. She pushed at him and he let go of her as he lifted up his hand and wiped away her tears from her cheek.

"My mother use to order my father to chain me up and whip me. She wanted me to teach my brother how to move things with his mind like I did. Only problem was that he didn't have the gift. I can't tell you how many times I was chained up and beaten and then left there sometimes for days. My mother thought that that was the way to get me to do what she wanted me to. It wasn't though. And it won't work for you either, Eric. I thought... I thought better of you," she whispered to him looking down at the ring on her finger.

"Vacker, I am sorry but I didn't know about your past and what they did to you. If I had known I would-," Eric started.

"Still have done it. Don't lie to me, Eric, I know you too well. It just hurts to think that you don't trust me."

"I trust you, Sawyer, I trust you with everything. I just fear that you would choose to go off on your own and get hurt rather than see me or anyone else you care about injured. And right now, you cannot be running around getting hurt. Our children depend on you to keep them safe. Please, just let me protect all three of you."

Eric let go of Sawyer when she pushed him completely away. He watched as she walked towards the stairs. She stopped and turned to look at him. He saw her tears and knew that she wouldn't be forgiving him anytime soon but he didn't care. She would be safe with Alcide and he knew that Alcide would tell him if she took off on her own right away. If Sawyer didn't want him around her at the moment, he could handle that knowing that she was still being protected from her family and herself.

"I don't want to look at you right now. I just... I need time alone to try and think about what my next move should be," Sawyer said softly.

"You are not going after them," Eric stated firmly.

"And neither are you. If I have to, I will warn them before I let you go after them alone. This is my fight not yours."

Eric watched as Sawyer walked up the stairs and out of the basement. He stood there and muttered in Swedish about her being damn stubborn. He would have to be real careful about his plans and his search for her family. He knew that she had meant what she had said; she would warn them for fear that Eric would get hurt. God, he loved her but there were times when he just wanted to scream and shake her. Tonight was one of those times. He leaned against the wall and willed himself to calm down and be patient. Everything would go smoothly; his men would find Finn and Sawyer's mother and then he would rip their heads off slowly. Or maybe he would torture them. He hadn't gotten around to deciding that part yet. There were just so many fun ways he could kill them that he still hadn't decided on the most painful of them. He closed his eyes and smiled as he envisioned them chained up in this very basement screaming in agony as he or Pam tortured them. Oh yes, he did feel very calm and relaxed now. He could handle anything now.