Eric watched as Finn drank around the fire with his men. They all seemed proud of themselves and what they had done. He clenched his fist and tried to hold himself back from slaughtering them all in a matter of seconds. He watched as Finn drank whiskey from the bottle. No, he was going to make Finn suffer just like Finn had made Sawyer suffer all those years. He crouched low and slowly moved around the brushes and moved closer to the men. He smiled thinking that after a thousand years; he had nearly perfected the art of hunting.
"I can't waited until Eve gives the order to take out Sawyer," one of the other men said.
"I will make her pay," Finn added.
"I wonder if she has told that sucker what is going to happen to him," another man said standing up and taking a long sip from the bottle of tequila. Eric wrinkled his nose when he picked up the man's smell. He had smelled rotting corpses that smelled better then that man did.
"Sawyer? No way, she has always been too much into protecting everyone she loves. It is a sickness with her; she can never do anything just for herself. She spends too much caring about what the people around her think," Finn said smiling smugly in what he thought was a weakness in his sister.
Eric squeezed the branch that he had been holding and felt the twigs dig into his palm and blood start to flow. He clenched his teeth and felt his anger rising to new heights. He tried to tell himself to be patient that he could not just jump out of his cover and rip Finn's throat out. He thought instead of Sawyer. Finn didn't know his sister very well. The fact that she cared about others did not make her weak; it made her strong. Eric was starting to realize that the more that a person loved and cared the harder they would fight. He was now seeing that loving someone and showing that love was not a weakness. It had taken him a millennia but he had finally seen what he thought his father may have been trying to teach him. Loving someone was strength and keeping yourself closed off from others was fear and weakness.
"Hey, Donald where are you going?" Finn asked the stinky one.
"I need a piss, where do you think I was going?" Donald asked tossing the now half empty bottle on the ground.
"I was thinking you were headed into the brush to whack off. After all you always did have the hots for Sawyer," the other man said taking the bottle of whiskey from Finn.
"I did not, Colin!"
"Oh you did. I remember you following her around like a lost puppy," Finn added.
"I hope all of you get eaten by vampires!"
Eric smiled as Donald stumbled into the brushes. He was about to eat very good tonight. He would save Finn for last. He had plans for the wannabe vampire hunter. Plans that included the basement at Fangtasia and some sharp instruments of torture.
Sawyer watched as Pam paced back and forth and knew that something was up. She turned and looked at Alcide who was once again cooking in her kitchen. He seemed determined to fatten her up. She got up from her spot at the island and walked over to Pam. She stood in front of Pam to try and prevent the vampire from pacing anymore. Pam looked at her and crossed her arms on her chest. Sawyer raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more. She was going to get the information out of Pam one way or another. She knew that something big was going down if Eric had sent Pam to stay with her. She had Alcide, who was a freakin werewolf so why would she also need a vampire babysitter as well.
"Pam, what is he doing?" Sawyer asked softly.
"I have no idea what you are talking about. I came to visit you," Pam said looking at Sawyer and smiling. She saw Sawyer actually roll her eyes at her. Pam swore and knew that Eric was going to lecture her. Hell, she should know how to lie; she had been doing it all her life.
"Please, I am supposed to believe that?"
"Yes, you are."
"Pam, what is he doing? Could he get hurt?"
"He is going after your brother."
Sawyer stood there. She hadn't really thought that Eric would actually go after Finn. She had thought that maybe he was off skulking or that he had sent Pam to tell her that they were finished. Going after Finn had been a possibility but not one that she had seriously considered. She closed her eyes and ran a hand over her face. She didn't know what to do. There was no way that Pam and Alcide were going to let her go after Eric. Pam would probably tie her to a chair first.
"Sawyer?" Alcide asked looking at her then back at Pam.
"Pam, do you... Do you know how much danger he is in right now?" Sawyer asked looking at Pam.
"I do know, and I tried to get him to see reason. But he can't. When it comes to you, he doesn't see anything logically anymore. I knew him for a century, Sawyer and I have never seen him act the way he is now."
"I need to go and help him, Pam. Please."
Pam saw Sawyer's tears but shook her head. She placed her hands on Sawyer's shoulders and gently rubbed them. Somewhere along the way, Pam herself had started to like and care about Sawyer. Pam didn't understand the changes that Eric was going though, she wasn't even sure if she liked them; she did know though that Sawyer was good for Eric. Seeing Eric love someone more than himself and caring for someone other than Pam, who he had created, gave her hope that maybe she could love again. She doubted it and would deny having those thoughts to anyone who asked but secretly she wanted someone like Bill had Sookie and now like Eric had Sawyer. She shook her head at Sawyer. There was no way that Pam was going to let her go out there.
"I can't let you go, Sawyer. Eric told me to watch over you and that is what I am going to do. I know how you feel about him but right now, this is the safest place for you and those babies," Pam explained.
"What if he gets hurt?"
"Sawyer, he has been doing this longer than both of us have been alive... Combined. He can handle these people."
Sawyer looked at Pam and saw how certain Pam was. She nodded and pulled away and went to sit on the couch. She pulled a pillow in her lap and hugged it close. She wanted to believe Pam but she knew she wouldn't let go of her worry until Eric was there with her again. She wouldn't know that he was safe and unharmed until she could hold him in her arms herself.
Eric tossed aside the second body. He wiped his mouth and looked at the camp fire. Two down, two to go. It helped that Finn had passed out a bottle still in his hand. His other man didn't look like he was working with a full deck either. Eric crept around the brushes trying to decide where he would make his appearance. He decided on right in front of the fire. That seemed like a good place. He stood up straight and jumped over the brushes. He landed right at Finn's feet. The other man screamed.
"Now, there is no need to scream. I promise to make it painless," Eric sneered his fangs gleaming in the light from the fire.
"Finn!" the man yelled but Eric moved fast. Eric ripped the man's head off and tossed it aside. The eyes blinked once than twice and then they stopped. Blood spurted all over Eric and he tossed the body aside. He turned and saw Finn sitting there staring at him. He smiled knowing that Finn was paralyzed by fear.
"Well, we finally meet. It is nice to finally meet someone from Sawyer's family. Of course I doubt you feel the same," Eric said taking slow steps towards Finn.
"What," Finn paused and cleared his throat. His voice had come out like that of a mouse; little and with a squeak, "what are you going to do to me?"
Eric smirked. He walked closer and leaned over making sure to get right into Finn's face. At the moment all he could see were the scars that covered his lover's back. He would make Finn pay for those and every other hell and pain he had put Sawyer though. Eric looked at Finn and was glad to see fear in the other man's dark eyes.
"I am going to do everything and anything to you," Eric whispered before landing a punch on Finn's jaw knocking him up. Eric stood up and looked down at his clothes. He sighed, "Vacker is going to kill me; she loved this shirt," he muttered.
Sawyer paced back and forth. She didn't pay any attention to Alcide and Pam watching her. She stopped when she heard the door to the house open. It slammed a moment later. She turned and ran out of the kitchen. She ran down the hall to the entrance way. She stopped when she saw Eric standing in the middle of the room. He was covered in blood from what seemed like his head down to his feet. He was also dirty with what looked like mud and dirt. She looked up and met his eyes.
"It's not mine," he said softly.
"I know... That's... That's what scares me," Sawyer whispered.
Eric looked at her and knew that they needed to talk. He turned when Pam walked into the room with Alcide. He nodded towards them and Pam nodded back. She walked out the door with Alcide following her. Eric took a step towards Sawyer to kiss her but stopped when he looked down at himself.
"I need to speak with them," he said softly.
"I'll go run a bath for you and get you some clean clothes," Sawyer said heading for the stairs.
"Vacker, I did what I had to."
Sawyer paused on the stairs. She could feel Eric's eyes on her. She turned and glanced over her shoulder, "I know. I would have done it too," she then continued up the stairs and to their room.
Eric watched her and then turned and walked outside. He saw that Pam was standing there waiting while Alcide was leaning against the railing of the veranda. He crossed his arms on his chest and looked at Alcide.
"Thank you for watching over her and keeping her safe," he said.
"She's a special girl but I suspect you knew that already," he answered.
"I did. I will call you if I need you again."
Alcide nodded and then got up. He walked to the door and pulled the screen door open. He stopped and turned back to look at Eric, "Take care of her," he said before leaving.
Eric watched him as he walked down the path and to his van. He then turned his attention to Pam. She was giving him that look that meant that she was not impressed with him or his actions at the moment but she would listen to him.
"Finn is at Fangtasia in the basement. I made sure that no one would hear him but please do go welcome him to our establishment," Eric told her in Swedish.
"When Sawyer finds out that you have chained her brother up and are torturing him instead of just having killed him, she is going to walk away," Pam answered glaring at him.
"She will not find out."
"You don't know her very well then, do you? You keep underestimating her."
"Pam," Eric said trying to keep himself from screaming, "Just go. I can handle Sawyer. This is over for her now. She no longer has to worry about him coming after her."
"It isn't over, Eric and that is the problem. As long as you keep him alive, it will never be over."
"Death is too easy for him."
Pam shook her head and turned and left. She knew that there was no use talking to Eric anymore. He wasn't going to listen to her at the moment. She just hoped that he would listen to Sawyer. She knew that Sawyer would have a lot to say on this subject.