Disclaimer: I do not own Southern Vampire Mysteries or True Blood. Though, if I did…. Well… you know how that shit works out.
A/N: Thank you to DaniD32, Charhamblin, Ophelia Weasley, WWEchica, and Murgatroid-98 for reviewing.
Tick. Tick. Boom.
Stepping out of Eric's car into the parking lot of Fangtasia I didn't bother to take notice that it was one of maybe only three cars that were there. Hanska was quiet as he stood behind me but also concerned, as he had a hand on the back of my neck, his thumb rubbing against it making me irritated and slowly that was sinking into irate behavior. Wisely he moved his hand away and simply stood quietly behind me. The solemn bodyguard that held no need to speak fit him a little well while I found the ground most interesting. We found it natural to let the vampire in first, before we followed swiftly and quietly.
I felt anger and felt my body almost repel backwards against Hanska in a want to flee from it. Miss Sookie with a large Fangtasia t-shirt on appeared and was glaring angrily at Eric. I wondered exactly what happened and a hand on my shoulder had me calming down almost immediately. Our link up acted involuntarily and I felt the brush of Sookie's emotions, she was worried, angry, and frantic about something, I dug a little deeper before she immediately looked at me, as my mouth had become a simple line and her curiosity sparked but her anger remained the same. "Did you know the man you work for has a man down in the basement, has fed on him, and he's been shot!?" Hanska's hand tightened on my shoulder for the moment.
It was a silent warning not to stare her in the eye, as my own anger seemed to be feeding off her own. I slowly let my hand come up and rest on his hand in a want to keep myself calm. I had to remain calm… so I indulged her.
"I stay away from the basement as much as possible." She stared for a few moments while I continued very lowly, "I do not like it there."
"Nor should you." She seemed to gain an understanding that I was not here to play a part in this, I worked for Eric, but that didn't mean I was the one who threw the bastard down in the basement. Eric merely kept a cool exterior while I watched him now instead and Hanska's hand led me behind him again. I grunted and let my head come forward and rest against his back. Bill walked in to see this scene while Sookie turned to him, and growled, "Bill I swear if I find you had anything to do with this I will never forgive you!"
The poor undead seemed utterly confused, I couldn't blame him either, I was sort of confused too, the man down in the basement was probably the black man though I had seen earlier… I noticed Eric's eyes had turned to me now and didn't understand what he wanted before he raised a hand and beckoned me. I felt eyes on me as my feet moved rather unwillingly as well as dragged before his hand came up and rested on my shoulder….
I felt a bit calmer immediately, not because I particularly wanted to, and it wasn't Hanska either. The cold hand of the vampire remained on the back of my neck before he turned his head and looked back ahead. I didn't particularly like that my fuse was put out temporarily by the undead bastard but for the moment it was sort of like being told to wait to shoot the child killer and having to sit back and cross my arms with a grumble as the result.
My comparisons were getting weirder and weirder the more I spent time in this stupid and angry situation… fighting back a yawn I simply found the ground so interesting before that anger came up a little more as Sookie was speaking with Eric, the vibrations of the vampire's voice going through his hand to my body continued to slowly make my anger go deeper into myself. But also I learned that this man in the basement was a V-dealer. Resting nicely in my chest now I felt the anger settle a little as I brought my head up and paid more attention and let a calm mask come over.
"If you were to accompany me to Dallas I would be more persuaded into letting your friend go." Now this caught my utmost attention and had my full focus. I felt that anger flare at these words and looked at him for a moment tightening my jaw. The anger grew once again and my chest actually hurt as I let my head bow and my ears caught the words as they flew. Negotiations were made, hissed and angry of course, but Eric almost sounded amused. That was until Sookie started to state her demands. I felt slight annoyance in him but also a willing to cooperate.
Tick.
My head was starting to hurt, as it was an unpleasant feeling moving through my stomach into my throat as I felt as though I was about to puke. Looking up for a moment and around I slowly looked at Hanska, I needed to separate from Eric's grasp, it was to emotionally straining and my mind was frustrated with trying to find out exactly what was making this girl so special that the vampire would simply let the man go… with just a few demands. My hand clenched into a fist and my throat was tightening.
Money, help finding some missing vampire, her friend let go, and the boy friend goes with her… her agreement to help Eric. Her agreement that was making it so he let her friend go…
I felt my foot dig down slowly into the floor and Eric's hand tighten. My heart was hammering in my chest as that feeling continued. Turning his head, I faintly heard the vampire state something and soon there was moving. My sight was getting fuzzy and black, and his hand moved away from me. I turned my head to stare through the darkened lenses of the sunglasses to stare at the black man from before that was brought up. Eric crouching beside him as I felt the twisted man murmuring something softly. Hanska's arms immediately launched up and around me, the calming feeling moving through my body but soon thrown off as my mind was getting harder to keep clear.
I didn't bother with a breathing exercise as I watched Sookie immediately approach the man whose name I learned was Lafayette. My breathing was hard but silent against Hanska's arms as the anger wasn't as easy to keep locked down.
I had to get out of this bar, I had to get outside. I watched Sookie turn towards Eric and get to her feet while Bill picked up the drug dealer and the two spoke with Eric briefly before I felt a gaze on me. If the sunglasses hadn't been on, I probably would have scared the girl away, but as Sookie stared at me her lips pulled into a smile.
"Thank you for helping me last night." With that she turned and exited, the vampire stayed behind for a moment, staring at me before looking at Eric and giving a small curt nod before leaving. I let my mind rest while the vampire was quiet as ever. Moving out of the room and towards his office before pausing and glancing at me. I wanted nothing more than to gouge his eyes out. To keep myself from doing so I ripped from Hanska's grasp and moved immediately to the door.
It was Eric's chest that stopped me from leaving.
Tick.
I had to swallow down what felt like a yell or a shriek of agony at the same time as his hands came up towards me. I flinched immediately, utterly disgusted as well as upset. His hand shot forward and caught my front as he murmured lowly, "Kylie, we have an agreement."
Agreements? He and Sookie just had an agreement, her friend was leaving, and her friend was getting out Alive. He hadn't thrown her in the basement. He didn't come at her for her blood, or try to. He didn't even… he didn't even – my mind was going into hysteria immediately and my breathing was getting hard. I couldn't stay in this place… my head hurt, my body was on fire, my eyes burned and I felt something worse than nausea moving through me.
Boom.
My hands shot forward and grasped his wrist. My mouth opened and I attacked his knuckles hearing him grunt and let go. I shoved with my body and forced him against the door and then grabbing the latch, yanking it down and shoving us both through it. Warm but cool air came out and brushed against my face as my legs felt spring-loaded as I took off at full sprint away from the bar. I heard Hanska shout out and felt the vampire after me instantly.
My mind screamed for me to just keep running before two large arms wrapped around my form while I let out a yell and struggled, clawed, bucked, and shrieked as the result as I was tucked close and the vampire crouched. I was kept in a tight grasp for sometime, as my breathing had gotten so heavy it was hurt to breath, tears were flooding from my eyes, and the cool body behind me almost burned like acid to my form. I wanted him to die, I said as much to, I wanted him to die, to burn, to just fucking leave me alone.
Of course there was no response, as I slowly was exhausting myself and finding my body more aware of his emotions as my brain was starting to translate, there was no worry, but there was no disgust or anger either. He wasn't sympathetic, or annoyed. If he didn't care why the fuck wouldn't he just let me go!? His arms slowly loosened as he sat on the ground, I took notice I had made it as far as the woods across the high way and in my normal state a bit of pride would have hit me. Right now I just slumped back against the being I was finding myself to absolutely loathe.
What ever happened to Stockholm syndrome? Really now. My hand dug into his pant leg and there was a slight shift and quiet came forward in a want to calm and soothe. It just left me with my thoughts making me continue to cry and stare at the ground eventually going fully silent before my eyes were shutting, heavy and exhausted all at once. Fingers went up to my hair and I made a sound, signifying I didn't want him to touch me, I didn't want him to calm me down. I just wanted him to leave me alone.
Like Eric Fucking Northman would ever give me my own way though. Slowly his fingers drew through my hair, coaxing, comforting…. I felt my mind to tired to become pissed off into it as my head bowed slowly. His head bowed forward and rested against the top of my head, arms coming up around me. I knew he had no need to, I didn't know why he was either as he pulled me closer and murmured very lowly, "he is not going unscathed."
My eyes were shut but I made them open as I croaked out lowly, "The hell he isn't." The arms remained around me tightened almost lightly, "you let him go. He sold V and you let him go… I hate you."
"Because I didn't kill him, because I let him go?" I nodded with a scowl on my face, his hand came up through my hair for a few moments before he let out a breath, "my my you are a merciless thing when it comes to being fair…" I felt revolted and opened my mouth, my fangs came down onto his arms and dug in. He was silent for a few moments and I felt that neutrality remain through him before he continued very lowly, "Sookie is a telepath. She would be very useful to me but she belongs to Bill, just as you belong to me. While I could simply take her… it would be complicated to do so." So he was trying to win her over?
I continued to bite down on his arm as this fact only renewed my exhausted anger, blood was going into my mouth and down it. Slowly I removed it from his arm though and felt his hand on my chin. Tilting it up, as I was too tired to look at him I let my eyes shut. I heard an order to open my eyes and shut them tighter before feeling his tongue on my chin.
My eyes snapped open and he immediately looked into them, at some point the sunglasses had been discarded in my running. He stared for a few moments at me before mumbling, "The red grew." I jerked away from him and looked back ahead keeping my hand clenched tightly as ever on his leg at this.
"Just go die." I hissed lowly. His breathing stilled before he slowly let his hand come down to my throat and began to rub it lightly. I hated it as the cool was so contrasted to my hot, he felt cold.. my eyes began to shut again as I was growing far to tired, unconsciousness let me slip away from him.
Eric felt what he was quickly starting to feel was becoming his pet project start to fall asleep in his arms. His hand continued to rub against her neck as her breathing was heavy and ragged but her chest was rising and falling steadily. He had felt it immediately when he had her stand beside him that she had been rather angry to begin with… he supposed he should have known a bit better than to push the envelope…
And now it had quite literally bitten into him. He lifted her head and let his tongue come down to begin to lap up his own blood, it was interesting to taste it off her skin though, most certainly because he hadn't done anything quite like it though. He supposed that he would have to keep her with him for a while, at least while he was in Dallas searching for the over 2000 year old vampire Godrick as doing anything else might cause her to actually escape this time with out a problem… and tracking her down would a pain.
His fang cut her cheek lightly and he watched the blood come out, his mouth coming onto it immediately and soon pulling away, confused as he did so. Her blood had changed… it didn't taste human… in fact it tasted quite…
Good. He held the back of her head; it hadn't taste like that last night. Letting his tongue edge forward he allowed it to dig lightly into the small cut and the taste came back and he shut his eyes leaning back against one of his hands. It tasted of O-negative basis, but it had a cocktail in it now, holding something tempting, alluring, and…
He felt himself getting hard and immediately looked down at where the girl was sitting, covering him as he kept an arm safely around her letting her head drop down against his chest. He tried to figure out a reason quick why that happened and the only one he could make was the imbibing of her blood… his eyes narrowing at this thought he opened his mouth and immediately moved for her neck before pausing and slowly frowning.
He sensed something in the woods making him lift his head, his blue eyes narrowing as his warrior's intuition kicked in and commanded him to raise and exit the area. Lifting the curious creature in his lap to his chest, he immediately turned and moved back towards the bar. He moved quickly and soon enough found himself inside the bar itself. Eyes lidded as he set the girl down on the couch that laid in his office. He watched her immediately turn so her form was facing the back of the couch and her back was to him. Slowly looking up from her he studied the Indian as he entered.
"What is she?" There was no reply and the vampire let out a very low growl, then slowly moved forward. He reached forward only for the man's hand to launch up and surprisingly stop his own. Hanska's eyes were lidded, holding a small frown before he murmured softly, "It's none of your business at the moment Vampire." He backhanded the male to the floor watching his eyes widen.
"I am older than you boy, you would do best to not undermine me." Eric felt himself growling as the Viking was moving forward and he stared at the surprised creature before he looked at the girl and pointed, "What is she?" He repeated. Slowly Hanska shook his head, "Fine, what can she do?"
"…" There was silence before Hanska shut his eyes and sighed before getting to his feet ignoring the pain in his jaw. They stared for a moment before he shut his eyes. "Can't say." There was silence before the vampire cursed very loudly in swedish and turned for the door.
"PAM!" His progeny appeared immediately, a smile on her lips, he shut the door behind him and pointed. "Nobody gets through this door, and nobody leaves till she's awake." He got a nod and shut his eyes moving towards the bar as it was beginning to receive customers. Relatively quickly he decided he wanted two things tonight, one, a cure for his hard on, and two, the woman who'd solve it's blood.
A/N: Alright, another chapter down... everyone nice and frustrated now? You'll be relieved soon, wow that sounds perverted. Well I got to get ready for class since I finished this last night. Hope to know what you all thought soon. Oh yeah what Kylie is... -Puts fingers to lips and shh's- is a secret. ;) You'll find out very soon if I work the next chapter right. So just wait a little longer... -hiding behind be concrete door- and don't kill me. The chapter can't get done if you kill me.