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I got this out quickly because I knew that cliff hanger was a mean one :)

Chapter 6

"Get back all of you! Let us through! Let us through!" Adam yelled into the crowd while Dave waved his giant silver knife at them. Adam pressed the blade of his knife so hard on the side of my neck I knew (from personal experience) I couldn't jerk or wiggle because I would slit my own throat. We were very slowly making our way to the front door. Adam and I were walking backwards away from Eric and the back of the bar while Dave and his knife were right behind us facing the other way making a path to the front.

Eric's blue eyes were blazing with fury. This was not good for the reason that I was getting all of that anger poured into me through the bond along with my own. "Get your fucking filthy hands off of me you piece of shit!" I roared. I never swore but the thought of these men taking me away out of a bar at knifepoint pissed me off. "You will never get away with this, see all these folks here? They're going to rip your fucking head off for hurting me!" I kept eye contact with Eric because not only was he sending me anger, he was easing away my fear. Yes I was scared for my life, but under any other circumstance I would probably panic, and panic was not an option. Anger was a much better one.

"She is right you know. You both will not go unpunished for this." Eric said coolly with his fangs fully extended walking up to them ever so slowly. He looked scary to say the least. I looked around at the other vampires and they all had the same expression, eyes blazed in full attack mode.

"Shit Adam, don't look him in the eyes, don't look him in the eyes!" Dave was yelling across his shoulder. These men had to be absolute idiots for thinking that 2 silver knives could take on a bar full of vampires. I shut my eyes to see what kind of idiots I was dealing with.

"Oh no, oh no, this isn't supposed to happen like this…we were just supposed to snatch her quick then take her to the warehouse…that's its…drop her off and get our money…Lord help me… I think they're going to kill me…I can't look in his eyes…I need to send a message to just let us go…"

Uh oh.

Everything that happened next went by so fast but as it was happening it felt like it was going in total slow motion.

As I picked up on the thought of Adam sending a message i.e. doing something to me that would not be pleasant, I opened my eyes and looked for Eric right away. He saw the sudden panic on my face and made his way towards us. When Adam saw Eric coming fast he took the knife and cut the side of my throat. Not my jugular because he didn't want to kill me, but to the right of it. I cried out in pain and when I did Adam looked up at Eric's face and just like that, it was all over for him. Eric latched on to him and commanded, "Release her." to which Adam immediately did. "Go with Pam Sookie." Eric said to me. Pam came to my side, scooped me up in her arms like I was a puppy and whisked me into Eric's office laying me on his couch.

I was losing blood and fast. Pam got towels to press firmly on my neck. "You have no idea how hard it is to contain myself Sookie." She said inspecting my cut. "Funny Pam, the last time I was attacked in a bar bleeding on the ground, Eric said the same thing to me." I was starting to cry from the pain. The adrenaline rush was fading and searing pain from a deep 3 inch cut on my neck was kicking in. "I believe you will be alright Sookie, you need to calm down. We will take care of you." I knew Pam would. I tried calming myself but when I reached up my hand to touch my neck when I saw my bloody hands I just about lost it. I started sobbing.

"Sookie, it is really not that bad. He did not get your jugular or any tendons or muscles. It looks a lot worse than it is." She was rubbing my back with one hand trying to get me to calm down while keeping a hold of the towel on my neck with the other.

"Yeah but I think it feels a lot worse than it looks." I was starting to whine but I could care less. Some bozo nearly slashed my throat open in the middle of a vampire bar. I have every reason to whine if I wanted.

Eric came through the door and came to my side. He lifted the towel to see my wound. "Get a bottle of O positive." He said to Pam. She went out the door and in seconds appeared back at my side with the bottle in hand. Eric took the bottle and said "Thank you. She will recover. Finish up on the floor." Pam gave me a wink and went out the door without saying a word.

"Lover," Eric said kneeling next to me brushing my hair out of my face. "I will give you a choice but I assume it will be an easy one to make. This cut is not life threatening but it needs to be taken care of. We can either take you to a hospital where you can leave with a nasty scar on the side of your beautiful neck or you can drink this bottle to replenish the blood you lost and let me heal you and then we can leave."

"What happened to the men out there?" I knew the answer but I was thinking about if we did end up going to the hospital what kind of questions I would be asked.

"They have been taken care of. When Pam took you away it was all of us against 1 moron with a knife. One vampire got a silver burn getting it away from him but he will heal shortly. We will talk about this more later, you need to decide what you want to do now."

"If you heal me, what will that do to our blood bond?"

"You will not require that much blood so the differences will be marginal."

"Like how? I don't want it to be more crazy than it already is!"

"Sookie, it won't be, drink the TrueBlood, you're changing color." Eric was looking at me with concern.

My neck was really hurting and I just wanted to go home. I knew that I didn't want to go to a hospital, and I knew if I took Eric's blood there wouldn't be any scars. I hate the thought of taking more and what could happen to me, but I knew it was the best option. I took the bottle from his hand and started to drink. I was trying to remember what it tasted like when it was mixed with juice to make it go down easier, but it didn't help. After I downed a few big gulps Eric helped me sit up on the couch. "Sit in front of me." He moved him self so I was sitting between his legs with my back to his chest. I heard the all too familiar crunch sound and after his bleeding wrist appeared in front of me. I took his arm in my hands and began to suck at his wound. As I did that he started licking the blood on and around the cut on my neck to help close the cut. By the time I took the third long draw of blood his hand came around to explore my chest. I stopped there. He hadn't climaxed yet, but I imagine he was close. I reached up to feel my neck and could feel the skin healing itself under my fingertips. I turned to Eric and he went to kiss me. Kissing turned into touching and touching turned into the removal of clothes. It was what you call a quickie because it was fast and hard and on the couch. We didn't even take off all of our clothes, just the necessary ones. Eric had been so aroused by my drinking his blood that once we were having sex he came almost immediately after I did.

"Well then." I said after a few minutes pulling up my jeans. "I take it that's what you wanted to do to me before after I've taken your blood." I said jokingly as he was putting his boots back on. I felt completely healed and in a great mood from the sex. Raising his head with a toothy smile, "Yes, my lover, you could say that would have been preferred." "That is if Compton and the tiger were not in the way."

I smiled back at Eric. Differences would be marginal my ass. I had gotten a sentence yesterday from him, but I assumed it was just my nerves getting to me and Eric was feeling as little nervous as well so I had wanted to just write it off as another fluke. Keeping a straight face I went to double check his mind.

"She is mine now and that is all that matters."

Oh no, oh no, oh no. This is not good. I had to keep myself together. He would be able to sense if something upset me. I think he picked up a little something because he looked at me with a quizzical face then said "Are you feeling alright?" looking at my neck.

"Yeah I am. I feel better than before actually. I kind of want to go home now though. I think I'm going to drive back soon." It wasn't even midnight yet so I wasn't too worried about driving back to Bon Temps at night. Eric's blood had given me some energy so I didn't have to worry about falling asleep at the wheel.

"I will follow you then. Pam can finish the night here."

"Alright, but I want to leave soon."

Eric walked up to me and kissed my forehead. "Let me tell Pam I am leaving and we will go." He took my hand in his and it was like he was or had a giant antenna. Thoughts, images the whole kit and caboodle. I took back my hand and just looked at him. "Hurry back." I said trying so hard to look unaffected. When he shut the office door behind him, my body went out beneath me and I crumpled to the floor on my bottom. I buried my head in my hands and started crying thinking over and over what am I going to do? How is it that for months there were no complications, no drama, and no attacks on my life and then all of a sudden now in the course of a few days everything went to sooner as I was on the floor did Eric open the door and find me there.

"What is wrong Sookie, as soon as I shut the door your whole mood shifted." What is wrong with her…is she upset with me…is she upset that the men who attacked her are dead…" I looked up at Eric. They were all there. Every thought that went through my Viking's head was also going through mine.

Through my tear filled eyes I thought to myself 'I can't tell you' before opening my mouth to try to say something explaining the situation.

"Tell me what? What are you keeping from me?" Eric asked. As soon as the last word left his mouth he knew the answer. His back stiffened and his eyes widened as he looked around the room, and then back to me. "Stay here." He told me forcefully. In a blink of the eye he was out of his office slamming the door behind him. How did he hear me? Oh God he's going to have to kill me now. I knew it! I knew I should have just gone to the hospital. I would so love a nasty scar on my neck than to not have a neck at all.

Eric opened up the door with as much force as he shut it. "Where are your things?" He asked with no inclination in his voice. I looked over to his desk where my purse was sitting. He immediately grabbed it and my coat on the chair. "Come." He said taking me arm. He was talking to me in short sentences or one word commands now. Oh God he IS going to kill me.

"No I'm not." He said looking at me and for a brief moment I saw what I could only assume to be shock in his eyes. He focused back on getting out of the bar.

He still had a hold of my arm as we were going out the back door. He leaded me over to his Corvette and opened up the passenger door for me to get in. He was in the driver seat with the key in the ignition by the time I shut the door. Vampire speed still freaks me out sometimes.

"What about my car?" I asked

"I will have someone drop it off at your house tomorrow." He thought to me without opening his mouth. I'm pretty sure he was double-checking the fact that I could 'hear ' him.

"Where are you taking me Eric?" I said out loud. I was putting up barriers in my mind similar to the ones that I did in Barry's presence to try to block him out of my mind. From the feeling I was getting from Eric, I was pretty sure he was trying to do the same thing.

"I have an apartment building that I own. It is a safe place that we can go to." He thought to me again not taking his eyes off the road. He was doing a better job at shielding any other thoughts he was having, I only got a few broken words in English that didn't make any sense and the sentences he was thinking were in another language that I couldn't understand. I wasn't even sure if it was still spoken. The words were coming a mile a minute and not knowing the language was confusing me. The only thing I could think he was saying is of where he could dump my body.

"I told you Sookie, I am not going to hurt you. This discovery must be taken seriously and we have to come up with a plan on how to handle it." He looked at me when he said that. It was the first thing he said out loud since we got into the car. He was as serious as I've ever seen him, but he was right. This discovery changes everything.

"What language is that?"

"Old Norse. It is my native tongue. The language of my home."

Eric was speeding through the streets. I was sure we were going to be pulled over any minute. I was about to say something about his speed when he pulled into a parking garage under an apartment building.

"Is this where you live?" I asked.

"No, I own the building. There is a vacant apartment here that has a vampire safe room. I want us to stay here tonight." He took my hand this time, not my arm and led me inside. He was focusing on blocking his thoughts.

The huge building was maybe 5 stories high and it looked like an old warehouse. It looked like the buildings I've seen magazines where they take old factories and warehouses and convert them into expensive condos and apartments. We went to the elevator and took it to the 3rd floor. When the elevator doors opened there were 2 doors, one to the left and one to the right. Eric took a set of keys from his pocket and opened up the door on the left. The alarm started beeping and he went to the keypad to type in the pass-code.

The condo was amazing. I took the time to look around while Eric turned on the lights. It was completely empty with the exception of a couch in the middle of the room and bed in the far corner. It had beautiful hard wood floors and a very modern kitchen. The windows went from floor to ceiling looking out to downtown Shreveport. It looked like a studio so I didn't know where the vampire safe room could be.

"It is behind the bookshelf on the wall over there. There is a button under one of the shelves that you push and it opens the door behind it." Eric thought to me from across the room. I looked over at him. "Oh. That makes sense." I wasn't ready yet to have full telepathic conversations with him yet.

"It seems that our last blood exchange has had some unexpected results for both of us Lover. We need to talk about what this means for the future and train ourselves on how to control it."

"Unexpected? Unexpected? You told me that this last time wouldn't change anything! I trusted you Eric. I thought you were just going to heal my neck not completely change my life!" I was getting angry. My whole world as I knew it and now my gift not was suddenly not what it was when I woke up this morning. "I don't know what kind of training you want me to do but I have been living with this my whole life! I know that you haven't but I have. You already can block me a little and you now can speak another language in your head to block me out completely what more to do you want to do?"

"Are you finished throwing a tantrum yet Dear One?" He was smiling at that thought and it made me want to hit him. He motioned for me to sit on the couch with him.

No. I'm not, thank you very much.

"Do it again." He asked.

"Do what?" Now I was just getting confused.

"Speak to me in your mind like you did just then. Speak a full sentence."

Okay…what is the purpose of this. You know you can hear me, and I can hear you.

"Sookie, I've never been able to hear human thoughts. I do not know if it is just only you that I can hear or everyone. It is strange to me. I wonder if you can hear other vampires or just me." He started thinking in his other language after directing that thought to me. He leaned over and put his arm around me. His touch soothed me to no end and my anger slowly drifted away.

"I don't know if I can hear other vampires. What do we do now?" I asked. I didn't want to tell him about the few times before where I could hear.

"Tomorrow we will go to Fangtasia and find out. We will practice at setting up mental barriers. We cannot tell anyone of this new discovery. The less people who know the better."

"I don't want to go back there Eric! I was almost kidnapped and killed there today!"

"I will not let you out of my sight. We are going to be taking extra precautions as to what humans will be admitted." "No one will ever hurt you like that in front of me again."

"I don't know, I just want this day to be over. I keep thinking about how I almost died tonight, I don't know what the Fellowship would want with me after all this time. It doesn't make any sense."

Eric turned to me and cupped my face in his hands. "You are my bonded. I would have never let them take you away from me. If I were out on the floor when it started they would not have had the chance to grab you and hurt you. Rest assured Love, an episode like tonight will never happen again." He leaned in and kissed me on my mouth. I kissed him back and then lied on the couch with my head in his lap. He gently stroked my hair. "Get some rest. We will find everything out tomorrow."

I don't know if it was all of the action that I had experienced today or if Eric was calming me through the bond but I completely relaxed with him stroking my hair lying there and drifted into sleep. The last thought I remember having was He called me Love instead of Lover.

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