"What the hell are you doing here, Eric?" Sookie hissed through pursed lips.
Eric smirked evilly. "Does one need an excuse to visit their favorite blonde, beautiful sexy, leggy tasty…?"
"That's enough of that Eric." Bill appeared behind him. "Now she asked what you're doing here."
"Oh I was just in the neighborhood. It seems you and your sensual little human have attracted some attention. Now I'm not pointing fingers but if there is a massacre of our kind, someone will have to take the blame."
Bill was flabbergasted. "You wouldn't dare blame Sookie for this."
"Well she wouldn't take all the blame. Some of it does fall on you." Eric looked at Lafayette. "And how are you Lafayette? Having sweet dreams I hope."
Lafayette stiffened and looked like he was on the verge of tears.
"Eric," Bill interrupted. "Do you truly plan on blaming us? We have done nothing wrong."
"A lot of people, human and non-human feel differently. I'm just wondering where our dear little Sookie is planning on going. Sookie, will you kindly tell me?"
Sookie was silent. She didn't actually know where they should go. The Newlins could find them anywhere.
She looked at Bill with worried eyes.
Bill knew that Sookie didn't want to be anywhere that Eric was. He also knew that there was only one place in the whole country that Eric would never be got dead in.
Bill smiled a smile that mirrored Eric's evil smirk. "We're going to Savannah, Georgia."
Eric left Merlottes.
Bill had hit below the belt. He knew that Eric could never go to that city ever again. The things he had done in that city could never be forgiven.
Over the years Eric had convinced himself that he was born without a conscience, but he knew better. There was only one thing he felt sorry for. There was one thing he could never forgive himself for. There was only one person who I felt bad for hurting.
That person was the daughter of the vampire sheriff of Savannah Georgia.
