Author's Note: Tru Blood is not mine. If it was, the show would be Eric running around naked 24/7. Godric too. So yeah, I own nothing. Except for Lydia. And Stacy.

Oh yeah, and at this point the big bad scary vampire with Stacy is random, not anyone in particular. Watch out for him though... ;D bwahaha

Enjoy it! Reviews are nice. More Eric soon! I promise! :D

The crisp night hit Lydia as she stumbled out the bars doors. She saw Stacy and her attractive new friend walking towards Stacy's car. "HEY! STACY!" Her friend didn't even turn around. Suddenly, she realized what must have happened. "HEY! HEY!" She hollered after her glamoured friend, as she stumble/ran in her heels, trying to catch up. The attractive vampire Stacy was with turned in her direction, an annoyed look on his face. She heard a strange airy noise..then the deja vu again..."Where have I heard that before?" She wondered, before the vampire stood right in front of her.

He was medium height, had dark curly hair, and he was quite angry at her interruption. "Can I help you?" He sneered at her. His words dripped with displeasure and Lydia could tell he was trying to intimidate her.

However, when it came to her friends, it was surprising how intimidating Lydia could become. Standing up straighter with a look that could kill, she stared the vampire up and down. "Actually yes. You can start by undoing whatever glamouring you did to my friend there. Then you can go trot along and find yourself another meal, cos I'm sorry to inform you that that girl," Lydia pointed to Stacy who stood by the car with a dreamy, unfazed look on her face. " is off limits. She's a no-no. And she's my ride home. So I suggest you move along with a quickness bud."

Then his hand was around her throat, he was looking at her intensely;she felt the deja vu again, and it only increased as he spoke. "Look at me..." His voice was soft and coaxing, but there was something lacking in it. She felt like there was something missing, like his voice was wrong. Lydia closed her eyes, trying to avoid his gaze. Before he could cut off all her air, she began to scream, though it came out quietly and the vampire cut it off with his hand on her mouth. It was at that moment that Lydia truly thought that it might be the end. Strangely though, she wasn't so afraid. Just sad about not being able to help Stacy.

"Is there a problem here?" Soft and low...and so familiar...Why is that voice so familiar?...a voice spoke in the darkness. Lydia's eyes fluttered open, unable to fight her curiosity. And there he was, the man from the throne in the bar.

The vampire with his hand around her throat lightened his grip barely and looked at the vampire speaking to him. "Just a mouthy little blood bag interfering with my good time." He growled then looked back to Lydia, his fangs shone brightly in the darkness. Furious, she thrashed in his hold, tearing at his skin, though she knew it would be a fruitless effort. "Fucking cunt!" The vampire threw her hard, she flew, and smashed against a nearby dumpster. Lydia bit her lip until it bled to keep herself from howling in pain.

"You couldn't glamour her?" The voice spoke, emotionless, and her eyes fluttered open again. She thought she saw him look her way, but her vision was swimming from her tears at this point. She closed her eyes again, trying to focus on staying conscious.

"The little bitch closed her eyes, wouldn't listen to me." Her attacker answered with obvious disdain.

There was a pause, then the blonde vampire spoke. "I'll take care of this from here. Go home." It was an order.

"What about-"

"I'm afraid you're going to have to find yourself some other entertainment tonight. Her friend is off limits for now."

"Yes sheriff." Her attacker grumbled and Lydia heard that strange airy noise. Then she heard footsteps, leisurely walking her way, until she knew someone was right in front of her.

Lydia painfully tilted her head up and looked into the face of the familiar vampire. This time though, she saw his eyes. His eyes were pure ice. They gave her the shivers...and deja vu...then...a memory...

"Look at me." His voice was softer now, gentler. "You are safe..." She knew in a moment she'd be under his trance. She wouldn't be able to help whoever had cried out in the woods. She wouldn't be able to do anything but what he'd tell her too. She knew this was the first time in a long time something truly more fascinating then what she'd read in a book had happened to her; and she wouldn't remember anything about it. Tears swelled to the edge of her eyes

"I.."She whispered softly, unsurely, "I remember you...?"

Then she closed her eyes, and the world was black.