A/N1: READ FIRST:

* This is a PSEUDO-CHAPTER: Please read the A/N2. For clarification. You could also skip this chapter and head directly to chapter 8. Go read chapter 8 first.

** Read it already? Okay then. So from chapter 8, you'll know that Eric and Yvetta went out on a date. Coincidentally, Sookie, Laf and Amelia were having dinner on the same restaurant. They didn't meet unfortunately. So this chapter is a sort of a what if chapter. What if Eric recognized Sookie in the restaurant? What would have happened?

I encounter millions of bodies in my life; of these millions,

I may desire some hundreds; but of these hundreds,

I love only one. -R. Barthes

Eric found Sookie

The sound of a chair being moved on the floor caught his attention. And his eyes automatically followed the noise. He saw a black-haired woman standing up from her seat not 15 feet away from where they were sitting. Something about her was familiar… but he couldn't pinpoint where he'd met her. When she turned sideways, their gaze met. It couldn't be. It's her! No… He must be hallucinating. He's seeing his Susannah in another woman because he's been thinking about her ever since she left him in Viking Island.

The woman dropped her gaze quickly. He didn't want to close his eyes at that moment. He might loose her again! It's her. It had to be. She started walking away from the restaurant. Is it really her? She was blonde right?

"Susannah…" he said under his breath. Eric stood up too.

"Eric-honey where are you going?", asked Yvetta. Lafayette and Amelia were giving him a questioning look too. They where clearly startled by his abrupt movement.

"Restroom. Excuse me" He answered quickly. He walked hastily towards the door and reached the lobby. He looked around. She's gone.

"Shit" he cursed. He was about to go outside when he saw the elevator. There she was… pushing the button of the elevator… like her demanding action would somehow make the elevator door open quicker…

He walked toward her in large strides. The elevator door opened and she quickly hopped inside. He can see her face now. It was her. He ran. He won't loose her this time.

The elevator door was closing now and that's when she saw him. She was just staring at him. He run faster for clearly the blasted woman has no intention of preventing the elevator door from closing.

He reached the elevator and inserted his hand to prevent it from closing completely. He pushed it and it automatically opened.

"I found you" that was the only thing he could say at the moment. He stared transfixed at the face of the woman that he almost thought that he had lost… he was greedily drinking her in. Her beautiful face… her body… it was her… but different.

She was also looking at him… not saying anything. He ached to touch her face… it was a spontaneous longing… wanting to be sure… half-afraid that he was just deluding himself. He obeyed his longing and cupped her face.

"It's you… it had to be you…"

"Eric…" She whispered softly. Then she started swaying.

'What the hell? She's not going to faint now isn't she?' He watched her take an unsteady step back. 'She's going to collapse… fuck!' Instinctively, he caught her before her legs failed her.

Her sweet fresh scent enveloped him immediately. And it seems like its only yesterday that he had touched her… his body's reaction to this intriguing woman was immediate… Nothing had changed… he still wanted her. She still had the power to affect him significantly. "Are you okay? Hold on to me"

She tried to separate herself from him. "N-no, I'm fine!" Her legs threatened to buckle again and she leaned back to him for support. He placed an arm around her to steady her. He punched the 19th floor button awkwardly.

"Where are we going?" She asked frantic.

"Somewhere private… my room"

"I-I can't Eric… my manager… my PA they're waiting for me…"

He placed a finger on her lips to hush her. "Don't be scared dear one… I just like to talk"

They reached the intended floor. The elevator door opened to the lavish foyer of the presidential suite that he was occupying. They were in the middle of the living room when she hastily stepped away from him. He walked towards the mini kitchen and opened the fridge.

He walked back at the living room and found her sitting on the couch. He handed her a glass of water. "Drink…" She looked at him and hesitantly reached for the glass. She drank. He could see that her hands were shaking badly. He was not surprised when she spilled some on her shirt. He sat next to her, took the glass and placed it on the side table.

"Susannah… are you feeling better?" He asked concerned.

"No… I really should go Eric"

"Without even talking… to me…" 'Like I would let you go so soon… no fucking way'

"There isn't anything to talk about…"

"You left… without even having the courtesy to say goodbye"

"I did. I left a…" That unfinished statement angered him. He felt so cheated by her that he couldn't control the slew of words that came out from him.

"You left me a fucking note… a fucking note, Susannah… oh wait… that's not you… you're Amy Carmichael… Fuck you didn't even have the decency to give me your fucking name, Sookie Stackhouse!" he roared.

She winced at his words and bit her lower lip. Fuck she was still sexy as hell. He ached to be inside her… to taste her… Even in the midst of his towering temper he wanted her. She took a deep breath and seemingly gathering herself for something. She looked up at him… she's was now giving him her fiery gaze. Her anger exploded.

"And so what? What if I left? What if I gave you- some made-up name? Are you so frustrated because you haven't had your fill? That I wasn't there to give you another round… or are you mad because I hurt your massive ego since I'm the one who left you… " She accused

"Damn it I wanted more… no… fuck!" He tried to explain. What the fuck is he saying? Shit, he couldn't think rationally. He felt so confused.

"More? What more are you talking about? It was just a one night stand you jerk!"

"No… I" He tried again… but nothing sensible came up

"Oh I'm sorry… you wanted more right… a few more days… to fuck and frolic in your island before you kick me out of your life… Well Eric Northman… I'm so sorry I can't give you more than a one night stand…"

"Shut up. Sookie"

"You haven't got any right to shut me up you brute… you brought me here to talk… we are talking… where the hell have you gotten the nerve to accuse me as if I have wronged you in a significant way… we had sex…" She continued her tirade.

He cupped her face forcefully and kissed her. That shut her up. When he released her face she slapped him hard.

"How dare you! You big…"

He embraced her… he was at a lost as to what to do.

"I want you… I want more…" He confessed.

Sookie struggled from his embrace. And he released her.

"You want me? Wow I'm honored Eric… You want me so effing much you're having dinner with another woman… and don't you effing tell me it's just some friendly dinner… you even have a suite booked here you manwhore!"

"It doesn't make it less true…" he rasped in a tortured voice.

"I should go Eric… whatever you're feeling for me… keep it to yourself… no thanks. I hate repeating myself but as I have said before I-DON'T-WANT-TO-DO-ANYTHING-WITH -YOU. PERIOD, let me go…" he held her hand tighter. "You…you let me go…"

"No… hell no… Not when…"

"You…"

"You're right… I haven't had my fill… I want you so fucking much… that I can't think of any logical argument to negate what you are spouting at me… I can't think straight right now… all I want to do is bask at your scent… it drives me crazy… I want to fuck you… I want to bite and lick you… I want to rub myself all over you… so much that it's robbing me of any reason… you're demanding me to let you go… you make it sound like it's possible… well no, I won't… not when at last I found you"

She just looked at him at a lost as to how to respond.

"I want you Sookie… like I never wanted anyone… you've inhabited my thoughts… For days… since you left me… I knew no end to desiring you…"

Her mouth opened and closed but nothing came out

"Sookie… I want more… please… say you want more too" he pleaded.

"Eric…"

"Sookie…"

"Did you just steal a line from Roland Barthes?" She asked sheepishly her face giving him a gentle smile; her hands lifting to touch his face gently. His heart ached at her tender gesture. How he missed her touch! He lifted his hands to secure her hands on his face.

"I did. I'm sorry. It was my obnoxious cousin-Pam. I lost a bet. She made me listen twice. An audiobook. It was…"

"A Lover's Discourse." She giggled.

"Yes. It was horrible. She's horrible, min alskade… I never forgave her for that… " He said with clear distaste.

"I can only imagine…" She pulled his face toward hers… they were only inches apart now… closer… their foreheads' touching… they were within kissing distance…

"Tell me…" he whispered softly

"Kiss me…" She asked.

"Not unless you admit it."

She bit her lips.

"That's not fair… my lover… say it… say you want me too"

"Yes please I want you too… now kiss me before I…"

He didn't let her finish… it's not like he would let her change his mind. He closed the distance and claimed her lips gently. It was like coming home… it felt so fucking right.

He will never let her go.

His tongue breached the seam of her lips and entered her mouth. She opened it inviting him to explore further. His tongue thrust and withdrew, their kiss making his dick swell and throb and ache in desperate need.

"Eric…" She moaned as she kissed him back with equal passion.

He guided her to lie down on the couch. He could hear her fast breathing mixed with her moans…

He was between her legs now… rubbing his hardness against her. He lifted her shirt and hastily removed her bra… He felt like a starving man… he feasted greedily on her breasts. She arched her back and moaned when he kneaded the fullness of her breasts… his fingers playing lightly with its hardened peaks.

"Eric…" she gasped.

He licked her nipples again… his tongue circling and sucking them ardently… the sweet sound that it made along with her moans seemed to echo all around him, arousing him even more.

"My lover… Sus… Sookie… God I missed you…" he rasped. "I thought of this… every fucking day… I thought I lost you… I thought I'll never see you again…"

His hand crept between her legs, cupping her mound. He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled it down. He saw that she was wearing white laced panties… he growled… his fingers moved inside her panties and he almost came when he encountered the abundant evidence of her desire for him. His fingers played there, massaging his moist sensitive folds… finding and circling her clit… rubbing back and forth…

I got tired of waiting… Wondering if you were ever coming around… My faith in you is fading… When I met you on the outskirts of town… Bzzzzzzz… bzzzzz….

The voice of Taylor Swift pierced the room… How he'd known it was her… credit his sister Alexie… It wasn't his ringtone… it must be Sookie's…

At first the tone did not register in his fogged mind. When the annoying song continued, he lifted his head from her chest and cursed.

'Fuck! Who would be calling her… 'right this should stop that…' He grabbed her bag with one hand and thrown it across the room and where it landed with a thud on the carpeted floor.

Bzzzz… Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone… I keep waiting for you but you never come… Is this in my head? I don't know what to think… He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring… bzzzz… Her annoying phone continued to ring.

That's when Sookie realized that her phone was ringing. "Let me up, Eric".

He didn't move. He looked at her heatedly… and started caressing her again… He smiled at her.

"Eric… let me up" She demanded.

"You prefer that damn phone… to this… my lover…" He pouted.

"It's Amelia… they must be worried about me…"

He took his time disengaging from her. Sookie quickly stood up. 'Damn' he cursed when he saw her walking towards her bag wearing only her white panties. She was a vision.

Sookie looked back at him saw his expression and blushed deeply. She reached for her bag and took out the ringing phone. She answered. "Amelia"

"I'm at… uhm… " He quickly stood up and faced her.

'Stay here please' he silently mouthed at her. She bit her lips. He sincerely hoped that Sookie would be staying with him tonight. He needed to be with her… often… always. He gave her a pleading expression.

'please'. He mouthed again. She took a deep breath.

"Amelia… I… can you and Laf have dinner without me? I kinda saw an old highschool classmate in the lobby…yes… and he invited me for dinner… I really wanted to catch up with him… so…" She sucked at lying.

"Amelia!"

"No his name is not Eric… that's aggravating… shut up now…" He smirked.

"No we are not having hot monkey sex…agghh… shut up now okay… are you even alone?" His grin widened and he winked at her. Clearly this Amelia can read Sookie like a book.

"Good… just tell Laf… okay g'night" She huffed. She looked at him and smiled

"That's my PA…" She explained.

"She sounds interesting…"

"You have no idea…"

"I do… how about some hot monkey sex?" he teased

"Eric!" He kissed her.

Hello… Hello… Hello…Waking up at the start of the end of the world…But it's feeling just like every other morning before… Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone… bzzzz

"That's your phone Eric!"

"Let it ring… I don't care" He said dismissively and claimed her mouth again.

"Eric!" He took his phone out… saw it was Yvetta… so he pressed the cancel a call button. He placed the phone back in his pocket. He lifted Sookie and walked back to the couch. He gently lowered her. He was removing his shirt when Sookie asked, "Who was it?"

"Yvetta"

"And you are not answering her call… how great… wow… that could easily be me- a week from now… "

"Sookie" He sat next to her on the couch. She tried to stand up but he coiled his arms around her.

"Stop it Eric. I want to leave. Let me go. You insensitive jerk"

"I'll call her"

"And what will you tell her hmm? That you left her… and that you're here with another woman that you intended to eff tonight. Wow, I can't wait to hear her reaction to that… That's great" She said her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"No…I'll make an excuse…" She struggled in his hold. "Please Sookie wait let me explain… please… give me a chance… Okay… I'll call her back tonight and give her an acceptable excuse"

"You are going to lie to her? I don't think so"

"It's that or I'll tell her I found you… and I don't give a crap what she thinks about me…"

"Wow… that would make want to date you Eric… you are quite the charmer"

"She isn't my girlfriend Sookie… please… we are not exclusive… she… well she's just my fuck buddy"

"Like me?" She asked

"No." Fuck…

"It's a line…" It's not

"Please I'm telling the truth… I don't want to be with them anymore Sookie…"

He took out his phone called Yvetta.

"Honey? Where are you?"

"Yvetta, I got an urgent phone call from my accountant and he informed me that there were several books that were not adding up"

"What?"

"He thinks someone is stealing from me… I'm on my way to Asgard… to meet with him… I'm sorry for leaving you"

"Eric, can I follow you at Asgard"

"No. don't, I'll talk to you in a couple of days… okay. And the bill is already taken care of. Send me a message when you reach home. Okay. bye…"

Sookie looked like she was in deep thought.

"Sookie… I... I'll talk to her in person, I'll tell her" Grovel, much?

Sookie nodded. 'Is she doubting me?'

"You can come... when I explain... I don't care" 'Yup Eric Northman- eloquent extraordinaire'

Fuck way to sound like some pussy-whipped idiot. She cocked an eyebrow and let out a sigh

"Eric… I'm not sure… I don't really feel like… We have a whole lot more to talk about…"

"I know…"

"I don't think I could jump in your bed right now"

He nodded. He wanted to… he was dying to… but he'll refrain… for her… He understood what she said. He knew how this has upset her… that they have a lot to talk about… he'll take anything that she could give right now

"Sookie… don't leave tonight… we don't have to be intimate… I just want to be close to you… sleep with me here… let's talk… let's cuddle… let's braid our hair… whatever… just be here… I just want you to be here"

He kissed her lightly on the lips.

She stood up. And reached for his hands

Smiling tentatively, she said, "Let's take a cold shower before we sleep"

She winked.

A/N2:

* Uhm… first don't get mad at me… it's neither a real chapter nor was it part of the story… [hides her face in shame] … it just kinda offshoot'd from my original plot because I really did want them to meet at the restaurant… and I can't wait for next week… where I truly intended them to meet again… in the set of the Buzz. I hope you won't get confused when I posted the next chapter. Just consider it as a what could have happened.

** So what happened was I was thinking on how Pam will outwit Eric to force him to attend the taping and nothing came up… the same can be said with how I wanted Sookie to confess to Laf and Amelia… the only thing flowing through me was that of Eric and Yvetta's date… and I was hormonal so my emo self was aching for a confrontation and some angst… so this kinda just happened… lol… 'hope you enjoyed this while I'm still writing chapter 8 & 9.

Good night…

Tabel =D

Feb 07, 2011: (1) Eric would like to apologize for the statement that he thought in chap 8, 'Maybe they didn't teach manners in Estonia'. He said that it was an unfair generalization and that he was truly sorry for even thinking of such thing. (2) I'm still writing chapter 9 and 10. I'm going to post the two chapters together. The reason? Well E&S will meet again in chap 10. So uhmm... I'm a bit scared of posting chap 9 without it. Chap 9 will be Sookie's version of events.

Feb 08, 2011: Not SCKL related. Former Armed Forces Secretary Reyes, you are probably guilty of the crimes that you committed with regards to the alleged mishandling of the AFP funds. But, I believe that your suicide is not cowardice. Its bravery… yeah it's misguided but still, its bravery. I commend you for preferring death than to be further dishonored. I personally deplore suicide but I understood even a bit why you did it. And yeah, a lot of people will speculate about your death… me included. (My earlier bet was that it was a cocktail of stress and the side-effects anti-hypertensive meds.) And they will judge you. Many will even call you a coward. I don't know whose side is right. No one would probably know except you. Sec. Reyes you are not even in the list of the corrupt Filipino politicians who I would not shed tears if they committed Hara-kiri, publicly . I could not believe that your death moved me, since I'm usually apathetic to the political issue of my country. But it did. And I want to extend my deepest condolences to your family. Sir, may you rest in peace.

Feb 11, 2011: I changed my mind. How messed up was that? First I thought it would be great to post chap. 9 and 10 together but if I waited for chapter 10 well... i don't want to delay posting... Then I thought maybe its a good idea to post chap 10 before chap 9... but that will be confusing, to say the least. And I've confused some of you, enough already when I posted 'Eric found Sookie'. So I decided that I'll be posting chapter 9 as soon as I'm done with it... Chap 9 will be about Sookie's version of events in the restaurant and some more