A/N – I do not own Eric, Sookie or any of the other characters in the SVM books. They belong to the most talented writer, Charlaine Harris. All the other characters are my creation.

From this chapter on I will be having the help of ShutterbugMom as my DD Beta reader. So, I guess you will find less mistakes in this story. However, I will still make changes to the story after it gets beta-ed. I always do small changes to all my stories after I post them. That said, if you still find any mistakes and awkward grammatical constructions, they are all mine. I am not from an English-speaking country, as you all know by now. Thank you!

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Ok, so we are back to Sookie. Enjoy chapter 4!

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DREAM DOCTOR

IV

SPOV

Amelia got the job. She called me 2 weeks ago to tell me the good news. She told me that her interview had gone wonderfully well and that by the end of it, she was asked a simple 'When can you start?', and that was it. She started the very next day, and that definitely spoke volumes to how happy she was since she didn't even want to wait a couple of days to start it. She sounded genuinely happy, and thanked me for having suggested her name to the Clinic's owners. I was really glad I could help her because she was one of my best friends and she really deserved all the best she could get.

We haven't been able to see each other much ever since she started working full-time, but we talked on the phone practically every day. Due to our busy lives, we both agreed that we should have at least one day a week reserved so that we could get together and have our own fun girl-time. We ended up scheduling it for a Friday or a Saturday night. Today was Friday, and we would meet in a couple of hours so we could catch up and so she could tell me all about her new job. Every time she mentioned her work, and how lucky she was to have Pam and Eric as her bosses, I couldn't help wondering what it would be like to be around Eric... I mean, Dr. Eric, practically every single day of the week. What a lucky girl Amelia was! I sure wouldn't mind to be around him not only 5, but 7 days a week... 28, 29, 30, 31 days a month... 365 days a year! Okay, time to snap out of it. Just dream about it! Not going to happen!

Dream... that is what I have been doing every night since I had my first appointment with him. I just couldn't get him out of my mind. He was in my dreams in every single one of my nights and we just couldn't get enough of each other. We were completely intoxicated with the perfect union of our bodies and souls. In my dream land, we were always close, as intimate as two people can be. Knowing he existed in real life too, was something hard for me to deal with, since we were not close at all. In fact, we couldn't be more distant from each other. He was my doctor and most probably he was already taken. Unavailable, unobtainable and unachievable. God! If I could, I would sleep 24 hours a day just so I could have him with me all the time! Yeah, sure... NOT going to happen!

My dreams began when I turned 33 years old on February 3rd, and at first they came to me every other night, not every night. It's been 3 weeks since I saw him, my human Eric, in the real world for the very first time and my dreams have become more regular and more intense with each passing night. There were times when I woke up in the middle of the night that I was so turned on that I couldn't even think straight. On those nights, I was so completely out of my mind with the overpowering need of being close to him in flesh and blood, that all I wanted was to get out of bed and go running into the night to find him. I needed to touch him, feel him, have him for real so much, that it almost physically hurt me.

But where should I go? I didn't know where he lived, just where he worked. And he didn't work at night, not at the Clinic, anyway. But even if I did know where he lived, I doubt I would actually have the nerve to show up on his door step, knock on his door and jump his bones as soon as he opened the door. Damn it! Yup... Not going to happen!

I've always prided myself of one thing. I always went after what I wanted and I never gave up until I succeeded. I was my own independent woman and I lived a fairly good life. I didn't need a lot of things to make me happy, but whatever I thought I needed I got it, one way or another, at my own expenses. I succeeded in practically everything in my life.

Except in my fucked up love life. I've had a couple of boyfriends, but somehow there was always something missing in my relationships, so they never lasted long. Trust, that was the Oscar winner. And after my last disastrous relationship, I ended up getting really hurt. I just didn't know if I was ever going to find the right man for me. Or let him find me! I just sort of got numb and didn't let men get too near me. I allowed the zeros to come and install themselves into my life!

Why?!

Bill. He was the one responsible for the sum of zeros in my life. After I broke up with him, I closed myself to love. I stopped trusting men and became quite skeptic about intimate relationships. Every time a guy approached me, I pushed him away. How could I have blamed and punished all the males that tried to get to know me, for something my ex-boyfriend did?

And why the hell did I end up punishing myself in the process?

Ever since I broke up with him last December when I found him and his boss, Sophie-Anne, in his bed, I thought I had cut him out of my life, completely. True, I haven't spoken to him ever since that day even though he did try to talk to me after that several times. But I never let him get anywhere near me. I even changed my phone number and the lock on my door. How could he still have any power over my life after all these months? How could I have been so blind and let that happen? NO! That had to stop, once and for all. Right there and then, I promised myself to eradicate his bad influence on my behavior toward other males. No more Bill. I was officially and finally Bill-free! I ruled my own life! I ruled my own happiness! Not him.

Tonight, Amelia and I were going out to a new club. My boss, Sam, had offered me two invitations to the grand opening. He would be out of town so he couldn't go. The new place belonged to one of Sam's friends, Alcide Herveaux. He was a really cute guy. We had talked a couple of times whenever he came to visit Sam and I liked him. I never went out with him even though he asked me out several times. I guess he was just another nice guy that I have pushed away and has paid the price for what my ex did to me. Hardly fair. I surely would meet him at the club tonight. I promised myself to be nice to him and maybe I let him buy me a drink this time. I was going to enjoy my night to the fullest of my capacities!

With that thought in mind, I got ready for my night out with Amelia. I wanted to look good so I opted to wear probably the boldest dress I owned. It was a black long one shoulder dress that clung to me like a glove. It had a combination of sheer mesh and stretch velvet with a flowing train. I looked almost ethereal in it. Like a real 'Midnight Goddess', as the dress was described in the website where I bought it. (A/N – Check my profile to see it!)

Amelia and I had dinner at my place where we talked about all that was happening in our lives. She talked a lot about her new job and about Pam. I guess they had hit it off right away with each other. She also talked about Eric and how he was a wonderful boss. I almost told her about my dreams but, in the end, I decided not to. If I didn't stop having them in the nearest future I would tell her about them, but for the time being I just wanted to keep them all to myself. She was a very close friend, but somehow I didn't want her to think that I was getting crazy or desperate or whatever due to the absence of sex in my life. Also, I knew she would tease me until the rest of my life for having, not 1, not 2, but 3 men in my X-rated dreams.

Soon it was time for us to leave to the club. We would be arriving a couple of hours after the doors opened because we didn't want to stand in a huge line. It was almost 11 pm and the club had opened at 9 pm, so we were hoping that maybe we wouldn't have to wait a lot to get in. Besides, tonight it was an invite-only night so it wouldn't be as crowded as in a normal day. There weren't any really nice clubs around so this one was surely going to get a lot of people checking it out. At least in the beginning, anyway. Amelia took her car and we got there in less than half an hour.

We were wrong! There was still a huge line of people at the door waiting to get in and we both rolled our eyes at the sight. But that didn't discourage us. We got out of the car and went to stand at the end of the line. I tried to count how many people were in front of us so I could keep myself busy. I counted 33 heads! Yep, lots and lots of waiting for yours truly. Then I looked at the building and saw that it was 3 story-high and the number on top of the door was 333. Strange! So many 3's! Now that was...

Suddenly, I heard a male voice speaking from the door and my line of thoughts got interrupted when I tried to listen to his words: "All of you who have invitations, please come forward to the beginning of the line. We apologize to everyone else, but tomorrow you will be able to get inside. Please don't wait here because you won't get in tonight. Hope you all come back tomorrow. You can count on having the first and second drink for free as a welcome gift." At these words people started to complain, but after a while a lot started to walk away in the directions of their cars. Others just got out of the line and moved to the side and gathered in little groups deciding where they should go next.

I was so distracted by them that I let Amelia drag me until we were at the door. At the door number 333, from the previous 33 heads, only 3 remained ahead of us. Wow! Wait a second... 333? 33? 3? What was it with the number 3 tonight? Oh, my God! Not only tonight... I turned 33 on the 3rd of February, I had 3 all paid-up appointments at a Clinic, my first session was on the 3rd of the 3rd month (March) of the year, and the appointment time was 3:33 pm... And I was having sexual dreams with 3 men! Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! What was the matter with the number 3 in my life?

Amelia took me out of this insane digressive thinking to ask me for our invitation so she could show it at the door. I opened my little black bag, took it out and handed it to her. Then I looked at the door and two bright emeralds were looking directly into my two sapphires.

"Sookie, what a nice surprise! I can't believe I forgot to send you an invitation. But you are and you are always welcome. You do not need an invitation. Please do come in!" The owner of both the emeralds and the club, Alcide, said to me with a big smile plastered on his handsome face.

"Hello, Alcide! Nice to see you again. And I do have an invitation! It's Sam's, he couldn't come since he had to go out of town and so he gave me his. I hope you don't mind. And I brought my friend, Amelia, with me. Amelia, this is Alcide, the owner of the Club. Alcide, this is Amelia." I introduced them.

"Nice to meet you, Amelia! Pity that Sam couldn't come, but I don't mind at all that he gave you his invitation. Like I said, you don't need one... and you won't ever need one. And your friends are my friends, too! Please, get inside, enjoy yourselves and I will see you soon. I have to close the doors so no one else tries to get in without being invited. It's been a crazy night. And all drinks are on me, ladies!" He told us with a smile on his face.

As soon as we were inside, I took my long black coat off and handed it to the coat check girl. When I looked back at Alcide, his eyes had doubled in size and they were doing a thorough scan of my whole body. And damn, if it didn't feel really good to be checked out like that. Amelia handed her coat to the girl and said that we should go get a drink. As I was turning to go after her, Alcide got closer to me, placed both of his hands on each of my arms and leaning down whispered: "You look stunning, Sookie! Will you save a dance for me?" I smiled at him, nodded accepting the request and got a very happy smile in return. Then I turned and went after Amelia.

The club was full of people, but I could still walk fairly well without having to bump into anyone. At first I couldn't find Amelia, but after walking around a bit I spotted her at one of the bars. As I got closer to her, two drinks were put in front of her by the bartender. She grabbed them, turned and when she saw me she waited until I was in front of her to give me one of them. I asked her what it was and she said that it was a gin and tonic, my favorite drink.

When I asked her what she was drinking she said it was something new, she had asked the bartender to surprise her and he had handed her what she was currently holding and sipping. She said it was sweet and tasted really good. I got curious and took a sip of her glass and liked the taste of it. After we finished our drinks, we went back to the same bartender and asked for two "surprise" drinks from him. I even asked him what it was called, but he said that he still hadn't given it a name. They were just "surprise" drinks. We drank them in no time and decided to go dance. We both loved to dance, and we were pretty good at it!

I don't know if we were a bit tipsy or just felt happy and it showed, but soon we were getting a lot of attention. Mostly male attention. They were cheering and gathering all around us after a few songs. As I noticed that they were getting too close I told Amelia that we better stop and get out of the dance floor before any of them got too bold.

She agreed and as we were trying to get away from the circle they seemed to have enclosed us in, someone pinched my butt. I spun around and when I found the offending male I didn't even think twice. I got closer to him and while looking directly into his disgusting lustful glare, I took his hand and, in a swift movement, yanked it, got myself behind him and placed his arm behind his back at a painful angle. Before I got to go any further in my lesson of think-twice-before-touching-Sookie, an arm went around my waist. Immediately, I released the offending hand and turned to see who was currently wrapped around my waist.

It was Alcide, so I relaxed and got my anger under control. He wasn't alone. He had brought two bouncers with him and they soon were escorting the offending man out. This caused a little commotion and Alcide said that drinks were free for the next 30 minutes so anyone who wanted one should go and get it. His words seemed to have hit the spot and soon everyone was cheering and heading to the nearest bar to get a drink. Alcide apologized for the whole situation, but I told him that he didn't have to apologize for something he didn't do. He replied that he was apologizing for not being closer to me so he could have been able to stop the other man before the creep even thought about laying his dirty hands on me.

I thanked him and, seeing that his words were very sincere, I went on the tip of my toes and kissed him on his cheek. Then, in a sudden audacious action, I kissed him lightly on his lips. It was meant as a thank you, but as I looked into his eyes I could see that they were getting way too happy over a simple thank you little kiss. I was pressed harder into him and he said that I owed him a dance. Without knowing what to say, I just let him guide me along the dance floor. I was, after all, very grateful for his help and for being such a gentleman with me. Also, I was feeling kind of guilty for having refused his invitations to go out. He really seemed to be a pretty decent guy, so a dance wouldn't do any harm at all.

After the 3rd dance, I was beginning to get the idea that he was not going to let me go for the rest of the night. It seemed I was a very juicy bone at the hands of a very happy and hungry puppy. Hell! He was nice and I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but I really wanted to stop dancing. More importantly, I wanted my body to be released from the imminent merging he was wanting to achieve. I tried to locate Amelia so I could send her a Help-me-look, but didn't see her anywhere. Great!

Bathroom. Good thing a girl has the worldwide known habit to have the need to go to the bathroom while on a night out. After all, there's the make-up, the lipstick, the hair and so on that makes a girl excuse herself more than once a night to go 'freshen up'. Sometimes it really was the only secure female area within a public place. And on other extreme times it was even the only possible escape place. Well, at least it was a men-free zone. Okay... 95 percent of the time. The other 5 percent of the time... usually, the man is the one being dragged inside of it and shoved into a stall by the woman for a very urgent fusion to take place. Okay, not the case I was wanting the bathroom for. I took a deep breath and mentally counted 'One, two, three'... and then I told him I needed to go to the ladies room to 'freshen up'! Yay for me!

He released me and told me he would be waiting for me at one of the bars. I nodded and quickly escaped to the free zone. When I reached it I went inside and closed myself inside one of the stalls. Time for some bathroom thinking about evasive methods. Shit, I really didn't want to hurt him, but I also didn't want to lead him on any further. Oh, where the hell was Amelia when I needed her?

I stayed there for a while until I realized that I was behaving in a totally ridiculous way. I had dealt with harder things. I could just go to him and simply tell him I had to go home because I wasn't feeling well. This way I wouldn't hurt his feelings and I would get away unscathed. Yes, good for you Sookie, you were able to come up with the perfect thing to do. You are one really smart woman. Not!

Anyway, I was going to do it. I was gonna lie my tail off. But, it was just so I wouldn't hurt his feelings. Yes, how very thoughtful of me! Then, how come I was still hiding inside the damn bathroom? I should go out and get it done already!

With that in mind I got out of the stall and after checking my make-up (What?! I was after all in a bathroom where there are huge mirrors! Sue Me!) I went out of the bathroom like a speeding bullet or a French TGV (fast train). However, I did not run down anyone like I could have at the speed I was going.

As I was passing the men's bathroom, the door opened and the glowing God of lightning struck me down. In seconds, I was run and pressed into a door and then knocked down. But, I did not land on my back. I landed on all male solid muscle, flesh and bone.

As soon as I did, I got myself under the most powerful pure animal driven impulse I had ever experienced in my life and any control I might possess was completely and irrevocably lost. All the shields to my barriers were totally destroyed by those two familiar, devastating blue orbs, and by the most delicious manly scent that infiltrated itself into my nostrils. His odor quickly reached the inside of my brain and went all the way to my very soul. The last thing I remember was that my lips were hungrily devouring his, my body was glued to his and I became an octopus. Yes, an octopus! I couldn't possible have only two arms and two hands with all the exploration my fevered fingers did. They were all over his body, positively touching every single bit of him. Everywhere. I also recall having heard the tantalizing sound of ripping fabric and that only fueled further on my already going hunger urges.

Then I felt a sharp pain in one of my arms and at the back of my head.

And everything went black.

Impulse control issues?

TBC

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A/N – Poor Sookie! So who do you think ran her down? Who could possible make her react like that? *giggles*

And what on earth is happening on the male's mind? *grins*

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