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Chapter 13: Feels Like Flying
"She's what?" The Queen surged forward pushing Andre aside and grabbing my arm, yanking me to my feet. I let out a stifled cry, feeling helpless. I watched blood pour from the wound on my shoulder and down my arm. She bent over and licked it. I shuddered closing my eyes. I heard her growl and hold me tighter. She sucked my blood. I felt a tear escape my shut eyes and fall down my temple and into my hair. I grew limp, as more blood was consumed by the Queen and Andre went down to my wrist and bit as well. I was almost unconscious when I was finally let go onto the ground.
"William, why didn't you tell me?" I heard her hiss before I was pulled under.
When I came to, I was in someone's arms and it didn't take me long to connect them to Bill. I snuggled closer holding onto him tight. He let me gently down on my bed and before I could open my eyes to see Bill, a wrist was pushed at my mouth and I was gulping down blood. I screamed and was held in place, my mouth being forced open as the sticky, hot liquid drifted down my throat. Tears fell down my cheeks, and when I opened my eyes I saw Andre leave the room and Bill being restrained at the end of my bed.
I gagged. Leaning over the side of my bed I emptied the contents of my stomach into the wastebasket, mostly. Bill gently rubbed my back. I was so humiliated, violated and disgusted. It didn't help that it was Bill who was comforting me. At that moment, I would have preferred it be anyone else.
I wanted to go home. I thought about Jason, Tara and Sam. I shook my head and pulled away from him running into the bathroom. I took a shower and scrubbed at my skin until I felt clean.
When I got out of the shower, he stood there waiting. The mess I made was cleaned and I stared at my bed, wanting nothing more than to crash.
"Sookie," Bill began. I didn't want this.
"What?" I went over to the bed and sat down, gratefully.
He cleared his throat, shuffling from one foot to the next. "I'm sorry that this happened." I stared at him, unsure of what I could say. I forgive him? Was it really his fault? My mind flashed to the inside of the trunk and I shivered. "For everything. I owe you my life."
"I don't want your debt." Our eyes met and I saw the pain in them. I didn't know how to make this situation better for anyone. It was what it was, and I hated myself for feeling resigned to it. Unfortunately, that's the way it was going. "Bill, can you leave me? Thanks."
He gave me one last look before he nodded briskly, and left me alone, closing the door. I collapsed on my bed and pulled the covers right up to my ear, curling myself into a ball. The lights were still on and I stared at the wall, dazed. The next time I blinked, it was early morning.
I was in no mood to get up. Embanked in silence, I listened to the birds chirping outside my window. They became white noise soon enough and I closed my eyes trying to will myself back to sleep, to no avail.
The thought of putting food in my stomach was completely unappealing. I felt trapped and suffocated in this room, and when I couldn't stand it any longer, I left it, breathing in the stale hallway air. I looked down the hall and saw the daytime guard. I moved as far away from them, desperate for space. I found myself in the garden again.
I was comforted that I wouldn't be confronted by Andre again out here in the sun. I sat on the bench and stretched out across it. I hadn't gotten any sun bathing done and this seemed to be relaxing. I closed my eyes and imagined I was on my front lawn before I met Bill and I was just a normal, telepathic virgin waitress in a small Northern Louisiana town. Ignorance truly was bliss.
I felt the late morning rays soak into my skin and I was happy – I was somewhere else. I closed my eyes and took a nap.
I let out a groan when a shadow loomed over me. Someone was standing in my sun.
"Please, can you leave me alone?" I asked, grumpily. I had scarce moments of being by myself and I wanted to bask in the solitude and the sun. "Go away." I put a hand over my forehead and glanced up at the figure.
In the sun, Eric's hair looked blonder than it had recently. I gasped. What was he doing? I sat up quickly and looked up at his looming, broad stance, dressed all in black with the light framing his face. I could hardly see his face but I knew he was smiling. It was infectious.
"What? How?" It was all I could breathe out in my shock. He smiled and his arm snaked around my back, lifting me off the bench and against the chest.
"Not now, my lover, it has been too long," he murmured before his lips crashed against mine. My hands gripped his neck and he bent me over slightly, his palm running up and down my side, his thumb grazing the underside of my breast. I hitched a leg at his waist as our mouths opened in a frenzy. I felt the warm, buzzing pressure at my center and pushed myself tighter against him forgetting about all the pain over the past few weeks. All I knew was that this man erupted something nonsensical inside me and all I could ever concentrate on, all I could ever want was him.
He went down on his knee and I was straddling it. We were even in height now and he pulled me flush against his chest, pulling at my shirt already. I couldn't think about anything but him. His tongue delved far into my mouth and I moaned against him, moving my hips, desperate for him to be deep inside me. We parted for an instant and he pulled my shirt over my head, our pace picking up.
I moved my hand from his neck, to his jeans and freed him of the zipper and button. Thank God he had gone commando. I couldn't handle our joining taking any longer than was necessary. He pushed aside my stretchy shorts and his hand rubbed my clit, a finger pushing inside me. I arched my back, my bra still in the way. I tried to unbutton his shirt while he tossed aside the fabric covering my breasts.
We impatiently clawed at the others bodies as we tried to move closer, and eventually Eric moved his fingers, and I felt him push at me. I wiggled against him, panting, craving the feeling of fullness that he provided. Only him. Eric tilted my chin to meet my eyes. His intense blue gaze had me quivering in his arms, as he leaned forward and kissed my lips softly, a gentle caress that had me melting. His hand drifted to my hip and soon he pushed inside.
"Sookie."
I shook as he moved in and out, his mouth at my ear, whispering dirty things that set me on fire. I was falling apart in his arms, my nails dragging past his open shirt, wanting to touch every inch of his skin.
"Sookie?"
He bounced me up and I came crashing down onto his length, eliciting a delicious pain that had me muscles clenching around him. "Fuck, Sookie. You're so perfect and wet." He was warm in the light. My mouth dragged across his sun-kissed skin.
"Sookie!"
"I miss you," I said, nipping at the skin between his neck and shoulder. "Eric, please." He thrust hard into me and we both cried out.
"Sookie, wake up!" I felt someone nudge my shoulder and I opened my eyes to see Eric's contorted face of ecstasy as he pounded into me; filling me and leaving me.
I looked over Eric's shoulder and let out a scream at the glaring figure in the corner. The vampire who attacked me last night. The Queen's second in command.
"Sookie!" I was pushed over and I opened my eyes to find myself falling the small distance from the bench to the ground. "Oh, sorry." I heard Hadley mutter. Fuck. Between my legs was an unsatisfied throb and I groaned rolling over on the hard patio squares. I knew I scratched my elbow, I felt it stinging. But the problem of not reaching a satisfying ending in my dream was even more of a pain. "What are you doing? You looked like you were having a bad dream."
I sobbed dryly and put my forehead against the concrete, frustrated.
"Ew, watch out for the bugs."
I wasn't thinking about that, the shock of seeing Andre in my sex dream was now invading my memory of being with Eric – even if it was all in my head.
"Sookie, do you want to watch a movie?" She cocked her head at me. I got up on my knees and sat back on the bench trying to catch my breath.
"No. I want to be alone." That was my favourite line for Hadley. She nodded stiffly and I ignored her look of indignation.
As I began to relax, my rapid heart beat calmed down, in the garden, my mind picked up on something. It wasn't the usual drone of the guards or Hadley's self-obsessed mental prattle, but it was immediately familiar. I stood up, looking around for the source. I knew this mind better than anyone's. I walked around trying to pick up on the thoughts, but it was still a bit too far.
My heart picked up again. I was nervous. I broke out into a sweat and it wasn't the heat. I began to pace because I knew without a shadow of a doubt that things were about to get crazy – more crazy then I needed or wanted.
I'll climb the wall when this guy rounds up the other side.
Dread seeped into every pore of my body.
Jason.
What was he doing? I stepped back looking around the high walled garden wondering which side he would climb up – if he'd make it. God only knew what would happen if one of the guards caught him. If there was a way he could hear my thoughts they would be screaming at him to think first. He clearly hadn't. He had a one track mind at the moment and it was to free his sister. I couldn't help but feel scared, but overjoyed at his bravado.
How could he even think this would work? It wouldn't. I was stuck here. Unless, Eric...
I had to stop myself from hissing Jason's name. I got a flash from his head of the guard turning his back to walk up the side of the wall. I saw Jason hiding in the wood clear across and then he bolted. In the trees was Andy Bellefleur and Hoyt Fortenberry watching Jason climb up the wall swiftly and surprisingly silently. Jason was remembering his time at the Fellowship of the sun, climbing a chain link fence which was decidedly different from a brick wall.
As my eyes rushed across the top of the at least fifteen-foot wall, I finally saw, right to my left, Jason's fingers and he pulled himself over the top faster than I had ever seen him. He tumbled onto the ground in the garden. I yelped and rushed over to him. He groaned and rolled onto his back.
Seeing my brother's face had tears spring to my eyes but I kept them at bay. He looked up at me and smiled, touching my cheek, forgetting for a moment that this was a rescue mission. Or an attempt at one.
"Jason. What are you doing?" I asked, checking to see if he was bleeding anywhere.
"I told you I'd get you out of here, Sook." Oh, Jason. He could be so stupidly sweet sometimes. I smiled weakly.
"You have to get back over that wall right now. You can't stay here; they'll kill you when the sun goes down."
He smiled, sitting up. "Well, see, that's why we came during the day! Sook, it's perfect. Andy and Hoyt are out there ready to help as soon as I whistle."
"Don't whistle!" I begged. "Just go back over, quick before a guard sees you." I looked over my shoulder and for once, I didn't see any snoopy humans watching me.
"Sookie," Jason shook his head in disbelief. "Do you want to stay here?" What could I say? Of course I didn't. But if I lied and said I was fine, he wouldn't understand and insist he stay with me any way.
"No, I want to stay. Bill's here. It's okay."
"Bill! Where is that bloodsucker, something tells me he did this to you. We were perfectly happy and fine until he came staggering along. Goddammit, just when I thought he was a decent vamp, he does this to you. Sookie, come on, let's go."
"Jason, no. I'm staying. You have to go."
He froze, half off the ground. His excited expression fell. "What? You're serious? Sook?"
I looked away from his face. Jason. My brother. Could make me feel a thousand emotions. From frustration to anger to sympathy to wanting to protect him to wanting to laugh with him to wanting to hit him, to hug him, to cry with him, and to let him pull me over the wall and take me back to Bon Temps...
"Hey!" I looked over and it was too late. Three guards ran over to us. One grabbed me and the other two snatched up Jason who did a fair amount of struggling.
"You let go of my sister, you son of a bitch!" His eyes blazed and I saw his fierce protectiveness that used to defend me from bullies growing up.
"Jason, stop. Relax!" I cried out. A guard reached over and silence my cursing brother with a punch to the gut. "Stop it! Leave him alone!" My voice tore through the garden but it was ignored.
Now we'd have to wait for sunset.
Jason was doubled over and dragged into the Queen's day room. I was tossed onto one of the chaises and Jason was held tightly. We had a few hours to go.
"Jason you shouldn't have come," I said. My heart was hammering and I didn't think it'd let up.
"Sookie," Jason looked up and his gaze was steady. "It was worse being at home not knowing if you were okay. You're my sister. I wasn't going to let no crazy vampire stop me from having you home, if you wanted to be there."
I looked away, unsure of what I could say next. I was so out of it while we waited that I wasn't even aware that it was sunset until Andre strode into the day room.
"What the fuck is going on here?" his voice was harsh, threatening. I remembered him biting into my shoulder last night and it made me feel weaker. No. I couldn't do this. It wasn't about me anymore. I had to get Jason and I out of here. Or the very least my brother.
"We caught this guy climbing the wall."
"And he got over?" Andre hissed. He moved over and grabbed Jason by the chin. Jason looked up and spit in Andre's face. He lifted his arm and in a loud, reverberating smack, Jason was on the ground knocked out cold. An icy chill went down my spine.
"Stop! That's my brother!" I shouted.
Andre looked at me, an eyebrow rose. "He shares your blood?" his voice was cool and quiet. My eyes widened in fear.
"Stop, please," I said. "Let him go. I'll stay here."
Andre let out a maniacal laugh. "You already were staying here. But to have two humans that have the same blood? For some reason, Hadley's seems to be watered-down." The idea of Jason being stuck here tore me up inside.
"What is going on?" The Queen entered her day room with Hadley. She was wearing an elaborate red gown and her hair was curled perfectly. I hated her.
"Jason?" Hadley's eyes widened in confusion and...delight. Bitch. "Oh my God. Did he come to save you?"
"Jason? Your brother?" The Queen looked at me, a slow smile creeping on her lips. "How perfect. I was considering bringing him here anyway." She walked over to where he was passed out on the shell floor. She kicked him slightly rolling him onto his back. "He's quite the handsome man. I wonder how he tastes."
"Please! Let him go!" I said even though I knew it was no use.
She nodded at a guard who went away. She grabbed Jason by the neck and pulled him up to her face. "Wake up," she said to him. Suddenly, Andre dumped water on Jason's head. He spluttered and opened his eyes. He could never not smile at a pretty woman. "You're a charmer aren't you?" She tossed him onto a chaise. Jason grunted and looked around, remembering where he was. His eyes focused on Andre and narrowed.
I saw Bill enter and stop when he saw the situation. His panic was evident on his face. I looked at him pleadingly, but it was no use. This was the situation Jason and I were now stuck in.
The Queen peered down at my brother and he looked truly at a loss of what to do. It's one thing to plan out an attack, but it's another when you're actually in the moment and you realize just how defenceless you are.
"Hadley?" Jason asked flummoxed. His eyes widened when he saw our long lost cousin.
"Hi Jason!" she waved at him, trying to be discreet with her happiness. "It's like old times, isn't it?"
Jason gave a twisted look. "What the fuck are you talking about?" he exploded. He looked at me then at the Queen, then back at Hadley. "You little snitch of a bitch!" he snapped.
"Jason!" I tried.
"You would rat out your own family like that. Good thing Gran never lived to see what you fucking put Sookie through, you money-grabbing, whore!"
"Enough." The Queen's voice cut through and Jason shut his mouth. "Did you come here to rescue your sister?"
"Yes," Jason said. "I'm taking her and me out of here."
"Oh. Are you? How about we have a nicer family reunion?" she looked at her guards, a cruel smile on her face. "Andre could you set up the Yahtzee for us?"
There was a loud crash and we all whipped our heads in the direction of the noise. Some screaming and banging. Andre immediately jumped in front of Sophie-Anne and pushed her out of the way. Someone was coming through. Attacking.
Eric?
I looked at Bill who started to inch toward the noise. Then Jason pulled out a gun from nowhere and shot the human guard in the shoulder. He let go of me and my brother grabbed my hand tearing through the palace ready to Rambo this place. I was so dazed by everything, I didn't fight it or worry about any vampires coming after us. But, no one was chasing us, as I got the distinct feeling the fight moved into the day room.
Screams. A vampire jumped in front of us. Jason shot him in the heart and he went down. He smiled at me over his shoulder.
"Silver bullets. I didn't think Andy and Hoyt would burst through like that. It must be working."
I highly doubted it was his friends making all that noise. We burst out into the garden and I looked around to see it empty, everyone moving in to where the fight was. Jason bent down and asked me to climb on his shoulders so he could hoist me up onto the wall.
I did so, shaky, nervous and held onto the top. When I straddled the wall I helped Jason up. Hoyt and Andy ran across from where they were hiding in the trees. I looked at the palace and someone crashed through the window. The fight was moving all through the house.
Yeah, we needed to get the fuck out of here. Hoyt raised his arms and I jumped into them before he set me down. The four of us ran to the woods. I had no idea if the plan was to run back to Bon Temps or not but we weren't slowing or stopping for anything.
In the middle of the woods was Jason's truck and the four of us piled into it before my brother tore through the small path and onto the road driving at such a high speed that if I was in any position, I'd order him to slow down. I was so tense and so nervous I wasn't sure I was actually free just yet.
"Don't slow down." I breathed.
"Wasn't going to," Jason grinned. He opened the windows and a rush of air went into the car. Jason screamed "Woo!" sticking his head out in victory.
My head ached and I didn't even realize I had fallen asleep, until I woke up.
Jason didn't slow the car down one bit. I opened my eyes sometime during the five hour drive back to Bon Temps with my head on Andy Bellefleur's shoulder. I sat up quickly wiping the drool from my mouth. Andy gave me an embarrassed look and I smiled weakly before looking out into the woods. I couldn't see much. It was nearly pitch black. I looked between the two front seats and read that the clock said it was just after eleven. We'd probably been driving for two hours.
I still felt restless.
I tried to calm down. I kept glancing over the truck bed through the back window expecting to see Sophie-Anne and Andre hunting me down.
Was that Eric back there? I didn't know for sure. Something told me the Queen had a lot of enemies. What about Bill? I put a hand to my forehead and tried to empty my mind of the hysteria that was accumulating.
My attempt at relaxing was a fail. I still felt like I had no right to feel safe. I was on edge. There was no way we escaped the Queen's palace that easy. Even the speed at which Jason was driving, veering us as far away from New Orleans as possible, didn't make me feel any better.
"You alright Sook?"
"Yes, Jason."
"Don't worry, we'll be home soo – JESUS CHRIST!"
"WHAT!" Andy bellowed.
"AHH!" Hoyt's hand shot out to brace himself on the dashboard. I sat up straight, when suddenly the car lunged forward to a break. I put my hands in front of me and pushed the back of Hoyt's seat. I looked out the window onto the deserted highway blanketed by tall trees to see a figure in the middle of the road. My heart clenched in my chest. It wasn't over. It was only the beginning.
I knew who it was.
"Hoyt, let me out." I punched the back of his seat.
"What? Sookie? What are you doing?" he asked, trying to look back at me. I unbuckled myself quickly and began to crawl between Jason's and his seat.
"Sookie! You can't go out there!" Jason tried to grab me but I lashed out and got him in the face. At some point I was sitting in Hoyt's lap until I pushed open the door and stumbled out of the car. I closed it to see the three men staring at me in shock from inside. I walked over to Eric.
He stared at me as I approached and I felt self-conscious. My heart was hammering away, but I was no longer scared. He was dressed in the same outfit he wore when he rescued me from the Fellowship of the Sun and I admired it on him greatly. I stopped, his body still angled toward the car, but his neck craned to gaze at me through heavy-lidded eyes.
"Hi," I breathed.
His blue eyes travelled up and down my body. "Are you alright?"
"Yes."
He nodded.
An intense desire to touch him overwhelmed me but I kept my hands to myself. Politely waiting for him to initiate any form of contact.
"Sookie?" Jason's voice travelled to me. I turned my head to look back at the car when I was pulled against Eric's chest and he brought his mouth to mine. I inhaled sharply through my nose and wrapped my arms around his neck. He pushed at the small of my back and I stood on my tip toes while one of his hands tangled in my hair. His cool lips contrasted passionately with my warm blood. Our chests were hugged tightly together as we embraced after so long.
"Oh God." I heard Jason and the boys groan. I didn't care. I felt better.
I wanted to be in his arms completely naked and feeling him. I pulled back trying to catch my breath. Eric just stared at me and I saw his fangs in the moonlight. I reached out and touched them. He closed his eyes, and then gave me a sultry stare that had me throbbing for more.
"Is everything okay?" I asked him. He moved his head slightly and I nicked my finger on his fang, blood oozing from the small puncture. He captured it in his mouth and sucked hard once.
"It'll be more than okay when I'm inside you." In a rush, he shot into the sky with me holding onto his neck for dear life. I let out a scream as we flew over the trees leaving behind Jason in his truck.
Jason wants you to explain the review system to him, just like Europe - it's very confusing stuff for him.