Title: Dead Lost
Summery: Eric left a year ago, but now Sookie's being pulled back into his life. The initial mystery Sookie is asked to solved is over come simply, but now Eric wants to start over with Sookie, will they be able to get it together, or will the year apart and the changes that came with it drive them apart for good?
Pam/Sookie Friendship, Eric/Sookie eventually-like you had to guess.
Rated: M.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the words I write. The characters, themes and products most likely belong to someone else, except for any names/persons not mentioned in True Blood or the Sookie Stackhouse novels.
A/N: I'm sorry to those of you who have reviewed and not received a reply, I haven't been able to reply as much because I'm packing up to go on 'vacation'. Which might delay me posting any other chapters for a few weeks, or speed it up.
Thank you to those who reviewed, faved, or alerted this story it means a lot to me. And to those that have stopped reading, I'm sorry my story was your cup of tea, thank you for reading while you did, and I hope some of my other stories might catch your interest.
Also, this is coming to and end soon, and I have maybe one or two more chapters left, and they will be longer than this one, I just wanted to get it up since I didn't post it before I went on my little vacation and I had some down time.
And now, please enjoy this chapter.
SPOV
It'd been three weeks since our date to the movie, and we'd gone out 5 other times, two of them to the fairs in town, and the other 3 we'd gone to dinner and then out dancing. Tonight however I was going to Fangtasia to meet him, for business.
I sighed sadly, I wasn't really in the mood to pick the minds of the people at Fangtasia, but with all of the activity around Bon Temps I had to do it, for the safety of my friends, family, and the other people around here.
I buttoned my jeans and readjusted my shirt before I walked out of my bedroom and into the living room, it was empty. Dermot, Claude and the kids were on vacation, something Claude had been adamant about going on. It was weird not having anyone here; the house always had someone besides me, now it was quiet, nothing moved aside from me and every little sound the old house made had my skin crawling.
Not that I really had any reason too, nobody wanting to hurt me could even get on my property let alone in my house. Yet I was still freaking out. I grabbed my keys and purse before heading out the door, locking it behind me, before I walked down to my car.
I drove without the radio, letting the sounds of the car and the night fill my ears. It was cooler outside then normal, refreshing after all the heat that had swept through. When I finally arrived at Fangtasia the parking lot was packed, the line inside was unbelievably long, and I could feel a lot of vampire brains.
I opened the door to my car and stepped out, snatching the phone out of my purse before storing it under the seat. I locked the door then, put the phone into my pocket and walked up to the door, Pam was checking the ID's tonight, she spotted me and flashed a fangy smile, "Sookie, please go in."
"Thanks Pam." I said, walking in past her, ignoring the hateful comments from those in line. I went straight to the bar, snatching the last bar stool and turning around to scan the crowd, Eric wasn't hard to spot, he was standing with two other vampires chatting, I noticed Vera and Alexsandra were sitting at a table beside him, also watching the crowd.
Sook, do you know what's going on? Vera's mind called out, I shook my head, great, so Eric isn't telling anyone anything.
I shrugged; he would be telling me tonight, I'd make sure of it. I leaned back against the bar and opened my shields enough so that I could hear the humans in the bar. None of them were really thinking anything 'dangerous'. Just about them hoping one of the vampires would talk to them, maybe having them bite them, and of course those hoping to get laid.
I opened my shields a little wider and listened for anything dangerous, because what Eric wanted me listening for was unknown to me. But once more I didn't hear anything, and after awhile I started getting a headache from all of the thoughts running through my head that weren't my own.
A guy with spiky black hair and dark eyes sauntered up to me; I instantly blocked his thoughts, and took a sip of the beer I had ordered. He stood there, staring at me for a long time, "you look awfully lonely." He finally said.
"And?" I asked, my mind still scanning the crowd.
"I thought maybe you could use some company." I slipped into his mind, he was saying the truth. I turned to face him.
"Well thanks, but I'm actually waiting for my boyfriend." I turn him down, my eyes going over his head to find Eric glaring at us, I raise an eyebrow at him and he summons me with a bent finger, "there he is."
"Oh, sorry." He whispers, a light red tinting his cheeks.
"You didn't know thanks though. For the thought." I slide off the bar stool and cross over to Eric, "you do know I'm not one of your minions, asking me to come over might be more polite."
"You still came over." He points out, gesturing for me to sit across from him, I roll my eyes at him and lean against the table, "oh now you're going to be stubborn."
I shrug at him, "so what's the deal?" I asked, gesturing to Vera and Alexsandra in the booth behind him.
"We'll discuss it when everyone is gone. For now, just enjoy yourself, and listen in. Would you like to dance?" I listened to the song on playing over the speakers; it had a slow and haunting melody.
"I would." I answer, holding my hand out to him. He took my beer and set it on the table next to his TruBlood, his hand took mine and pulled me toward the other couples dancing, and he pulled me flush against him as we danced.
His cool hand rested on my lower back, pressing me into him while my head rested on his chest, listening to the silence of him, once in awhile his chest would rise and then fall, I didn't know what he was breathing in, me, someone else, or just breathing in for some weird reason.
"Sookie." He said suddenly, his voice rumbling through my body, "lets sit." He sweeps me up and rushes off the dance floor, slipping into a spot in the booth across from Vera and Alexsandra, "Good evening girls, how is your night going?" Eric asks, casually draping his arm over my shoulders.
"It's going wonderful Eric, but you're blocking my view of the most delicious thing in the bar." Vera replies sweetly, her eyes had been previously locked on Pam.
Eric moves so she can have her view back and turns to Alexsandra, "and your night?"
"I'd rather be at home reading, but I'm stuck here." She replied icily, her eyes narrowing at Eric. I rested my head on his shoulder, "you better have a good reason, your majesty." She said with a sickeningly sweet smile.
Eric waves his hand dismissively in the air, "in good time, witch." She glared at him as she lifted her glass to her lips and took a gulp.
It hadn't been until the humans started filing out that I really noticed the overwhelming amount of vampires present in the bar, more than just Eric's guards. Then I notice Sam enter the bar with Jannalynn and Alcide behind him, along with Dermot who looks none to happy to be here. The front door shuts with a bang and Pam is soon standing beside where I'm sitting looking at Eric expectantly. Everyone is looking at him expectantly; he just sits there, "Northman." Vera growls, "Why are we all here?"
He sighs and asks me to slide out of the booth; I comply and moved to stand beside Dermot, watching as Eric moves to the center of the room, everyone is watching him, and he's glancing to the back hallway behind Dermot and me. I crane my head around far enough to see a tall man in a thin white t-shirt emerging from the door, his hair is black with a red glow and his eyes are dark, almost obsidian, and glowing faintly, much like his whole body.
He gives me a curious look as he passes me and goes to stand beside Eric; I notice they're the same height, relatively the same build, but the man beside he seems to be the darker version of Eric. I chuckle at the comparison in my head.
"What the fuck." I wasn't sure who said it first, Vera, Pam, Alexsandra or Dermot, but Eric glanced at Dermot out of all of them and smiled.
"Pam you've swept for bugs right?" she nods and then Eric looks at Vera, "that spell I told you about?"
"Did it, no bugs. Tell us what's going on Northman. I'm getting more annoyed by the minute." She snaps.
"Alright." He lets out a sigh and rolls his eyes before turning to the man beside him, "this is Mikhail, he came to me a few days ago with some information I found rather interesting, and upon some digging I found his story to be true. I will let him tell you what he told me." Eric comes to stand beside me.
"A fairy named Linda, who is part Fae and part Demon, is helping the demons plan an attack against all of us, she wants to wipe out vampires, shifters, Weres and anyone else who opposes her little idea. I have no clue when she is going to launch this attack, but she has a lot of power behind her, and she is out for complete eradication of your species."
"Why do you care demon boy?" someone all but hissed, Mikhail just chuckled and then held his hand up to silence the growing whispers.
"I care, because unlike my fellow demons, I have friends among you, and I would not like to see them killed by Linda and Dion." At the mention of Dion everyone began talking loudly all worried, scared voices.
"Alright calm down." Eric tried to yell over the chaos, but it didn't work, he tried again, but was answered with the same result.
"Shut up." Vera's voice was so loud it shook the building, I glanced at her quick enough to see her eyes changing from dark black to their natural color as she leaned into Pam's side.
"Thank you." Eric now stood beside Mikhail once more, "now I've called you all here because we're going to need to plan, get some type of system together, we're going to have to…"
He kept talking but I tuned him out, I heard something, outside. I cocked my head to the side stepped farther away from the vampires and dropped my shields, casting out a net to search for what I had heard a lone thought crept into my head.
I can't wait to kill these blood suckers. The voice sounded pure evil, but still had that tone like ringing bells. I hardly had time to think as I pulled the thoughts from her brain, they were surrounding the building.
"They've surrounded us." I whisper to nobody in particular, "get down!" I scream as the first explosion rocks the building, the ceiling crumbles and a hard, warm body slams into mine, we hit the floor in a crumpled heap.
I apologize for the shortness.