Author's Appreciation Note: I just wanted to thank everyone that has reviewed or even just enjoy this fan fiction. Each time I read a review it lights up my day and I fell lucky I could write something good enough for people to want to read! I will try my best to continue to write something worth reading!

In addition, I wanted to apologize for not warning y'all that there would be rape in chapter 17. I just did not want to give anything away thus, why I only put a warning to prepare y'all for whatever it was… I hope that y'all can forgive me. To warn you now there will be no rape, BUT there is abuse to both.

Listening to- Cookie Jar by: Mark Mulcahy

Disclaimer: I do not own Sookie, Eric, Bill, Pam, or any of the other characters in the Sookie Stackhouse series! This is just for pure entertainment… well that and to see Bill burn!

I ached throughout my entire body and I could barely even lift my head. It was all right though because Eric was still here with me. I knew as long as he was here I could even endure death.

"Sookie…SOOKIE!" Eric called to me trying his best to see me from the table he was still sprawled out on as the silver continued to embed itself further into his skin.

"I am fine, my love." I said while flashing the best smile I could manage at him before my head collapsed once more. I did not mind though because I could see his face right where I laid.

He sighed and said, "I know even you are not that strong, Sookie. I promise that when we get out of here to hold you until you have no more tears to shed, but for now sleep… sleep, my love and I dream of us, the day you came to me."

I wanted to protest, I wanted to be there by his side and make sure no harm came to him, but before I could protest sleep overcame me.

And I did dream of us, I dreamed of each time he held me in his arms and each time he called me by name. Each time I remembered these things I made a tiny prayer that no matter what happens I would be with him to the very end… even when my end comes I would continue to watch over him, as I know my Gran is now.

As the dreams started to subside, I heard voices of in the distance, but could not tell if it was still a dream or reality. I had always hated those kinds of dreams.

"The Queen….about this…" I could not quite understand what they were saying, but I tried as hard as I could.

"Taken care of… know the whereabouts."

"Succeed? Can you… idiotic?" I heard laughing and then a door closing and locking.

My eyes gradually slid open as I saw Eric's sleeping face before me. I tried to reach out to him, but I was still a few feet away from him.

After what seemed like a few hours I was able to sit up, of course it was painful but I knew I had to bare it. I needed to find a way out… somehow. I had no hopes of actually being able to get out unless there was some way I could get Eric free and to get Eric free I would have to free myself… in some way.

I looked around the room, but it was empty, empty expect for Eric, the table his was laying on, myself, and the chains I was bound to. Then something caught my eye, it was a lead pole across the room of course I could not reach it at the moment, but there had to be some way of getting closer to it for even just a split second.

"Soo………kie?" Eric's words were becoming long and slurred I was not sure if it was the silver or the fact that he had not been getting much sleep that was draining his life, but I had to something and quickly.

"Yes, Yes I am here." He smiled and tried to reach a hand out to me, but failed as I had done moments before.

"I…I…" Before he could finish a man I had never seen before walked in and another right after him.

"Look at this pathetic thing, oh and look his whore." They both laughed as Eric clenched his fist for a brief second

"Well isn't she just darling?" one of the men pronounced as he came towards me.

"She is nothing more than a vamp-lover." The man grabbed my face and made me look towards him, but I kept my eyes on the man across the room eyeing Eric with what seemed to be a whip with silver beading on it.

"LEAVE US ALONE!" I shouted right before I spit into the man's face that now had his free hand resting on my exposed thigh. The men looked at each other for a brief moment and then smiled.

"Don't worry we aren't here for you… yet anyway." They laughed again as the man that was near me pulled me up by my hair and made me stare at Eric. I was horrified as to what I knew was about to happen.

"NO DON'T PLEASE!" Eric only smiled at me and mouthed, "Its ok."

The other man walked towards Eric as he unraveled his whip. I did not want to watch, but I was going to be strong for him as he was for me. "LOCK YOUR EYES ON MINE, MY LOVE!" he did as I told him with a smile still on his lips.

The man near Eric brought the whip up and cracked down on Eric's exposed torso. The noise it made across his flesh was a sound I hoped I would never have to hear again after this day, but I kept on smiling at Eric anyway and whispering, "I love you ever so often."

Repeatedly he whipped Eric on every inch of his body including his face and when I thought the man was finally done the men switched places.

"NO DON'T! He has had enough please! I'm yours if you just leave him!" Eric's eyes widened as soon as the words escaped my lips, but I was not sorry I knew he could not take much more of this.

"Fine then." I dropped to the ground and the man that had been holding me before who now held the whip came towards me.

Before I knew it, the whip was high in the air and beating down onto my flesh. I heard a voice off in the distance, but I was not sure of whose it was. It was not Eric's, though I could hear his protesting in the background, for this voice was a woman's and she sounded as though she was in pain. Again, I felt another hard blow on my back as I curled into a ball on the cold ground.

I could hear the men laughing and Eric's scream for them to stop, but it all seemed so far away, however, none as far as that woman's voice that I was clinging to. That voice was the only thing that was getting me through the harsh stings across my body, but then I realized, when the men seemed to be done, that it had been my voice, my screams that I had been hearing the entire time.

A/N: *Sigh* Let us hope Eric and Sookie can overcome this… somehow. ANYWAY, I am sleepy so this note is not going to be long at all… in fact it is going to end right now…