AN/ Ugh here we go again...lol. Thanks for all of your wonderful reviews. I want to thank each and everyone of you that have taken the time to read this story. Hopefully we are going to get Eric back in this story soon. I am beginning to miss him :(
All mistakes are mine. No Beta peeps. Just me and my horrible grammical errors.
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Sookie finished up her bath. She dried off, placed a nightgown on and crawled into her empty bed. She laid down, pulling Eric's pillow close to her. It was cool like his body, contained a lingering trace of his scent but it did not bring her any comfort.
She buried her nose in the material, trying to breathe him in. How could he be gone from her? She didn't need the note to know what it had said. His words echoed in her head. "You love me not, I have made my peace with that." He couldn't be any further from the truth, although she couldn't fault him from believing that. She hadn't exactly proclaimed her love for him. She had fought him on every turn. Blamed him for things that happened to her, knowing it wasn't his fault.
She had let her pride, her independence get in the way of their happiness.
There was nothing more for her to do, with Eric gone. She did really want to go after him but Pam's words haunted her. How could she help. He was up against vampires. She was useless in a fight. The few times she had been able to read a vamps mind, had been because she had drank from Bill or Eric. Even then, it did not always work.
Would Pam let her know, if Eric succeeded? Would he come to her? From the way he wrote the letter, she didn't think he would. His house was closed up, did that mean he had no plans of returning to Shreveport? Was he going to kill Felipe and Victor, setting himself up as King?
"Chris on a crutch!" Sookie exclaimed jumping out of bed. He was! That was something that Eric had said he never wanted, was to be king. But he would do it if he felt he had no other options left. And it would be her fault. He would be saddled down with more political vampire bullshit because of her stubbornness.
Sookie grabbed her cell phone and dialed Fangtasia. Praying that Pam was there and would talk to her. The phone rang twice before it was answered.
"Fangtasia, the bar with a bite and all that bs. How can I help you?" Pam's bored tone came across the line.
"Pam. Please tell me he isn't in Las Vegas planning on becoming king?" Sookie's panicked voice whispered across the line.
"You know, its really not wise for you to ask a question like that over the phone?" Pam snarled over the phone.
"How in the hell else I'm I suppose to do it?" Sookie asked in frustration. "You guys have cut me off. I just want to know whats happening? Is that what he is doing?"
"What better way to protect you Sookie?"
"You don't understand Pam. I didn't want to tell you this I wanted to talk to Eric, explain it to him. But he was gone and it slipped my mind." Sookie took a deep breath. "Amelia tricked him Pam. There was no danger. She thought she was helping us try and realize our feelings. She manipulated Eric into believing that the bond would fade and leave me defenseless, if I couldn't admit my feelings."
"Come again?" Sookie could hear the disbelief in Pam's voice. How did it feel to be manipulated Sookie wanted to ask. But she was going to take the bigger road. Eric's life could be in danger. She wouldn't risk that.
"You heard me Pam." Sookie paced her room. There was so much fear for Eric running through her, if he had the bond opened and was close she knew he would feel it. In the old days, he would have been busting the door down by now. "Can you reach him in time? This doesn't need to happen. Eric has never wanted that and I won't have him do it, thinking he is doing it to keep me safe."
"It needs to be done." Pam blew out an unnecessary breath. "It changes nothing."
"It changes everything Pam." Sookie yelled at her. "The only danger to me is Victor. We still don't know if De Castro had anything to do with the attempt on our lives."
"He's a rat anyway. Better Eric end them both." Pam snorted over the line. "Is there anything else Sookie?"
"Will you at least let Eric know? Please Pam." Sookie's voice choked up. She was fighting her tears. There had been too many of late. "Let him make an informed decision. I don't want him doing this because he thinks he has too for me."
"Very well." Pam huffed. "I thought you would be thrilled Sookie. Victor off your back, an opportunity to be free of politics for a while."
"No. Not if it cost me Eric." Sookie sat on the edge of her bed. Blowing out a breathe of relief. Hopefully, Eric would stand down. If he knew everything, there was no need to start a war. She wasn't worth it. "Tell him..."
"Yes Sookie. I already said I would."
"Tell him that he was wrong. I do love him." Sookie wanted to tell him herself. Hopefully one day she would be able too. "Please Pam, I need him to know."
"Alright Sookie." Pam hung up the phone without a goodbye. Sookie just hoped that she would go through with telling Eric. Hopefully, he would turn his ass around and come back home.
Sleep was impossible no matter how tired she was. She had too much going through her mind. She couldn't rest knowing that Eric was out there in possible danger because of Amelia's meddling ways and her own stubborn streak.
She was fighting the urge to say fuck it, head out there and bring him home herself. She probed the bond. Trying to feel him. Hoping that he would feel the love and worry coursing through her. Please God, let him feel me. Sookie might have hated the bond but she was smart enough to know, it had its uses. What she felt about Eric, was more then the bond that tied them together. She was finally ready to accept that.
God if only she could tell him. Jumping up at the thought, she rushed over to her desk, pulling out a piece of stationary paper and pen. She had to get it out. He had left her a note, she guessed figuring it would be easier than talking to her. She could do the same, except she had no way of getting it to him. The only residence she knew of was closed up tight. She could send it to Fangtasia in hopes that he would get it. That being if Pam didn't destroy it or snoop.
Regardless she was going to do it. She had to get this off of her chest in order to stay sane. Sookie climbed into her bed, piling her pillows up behind her. His she tucked under her chin, holding it cradles against her chest.
Eric,
So many things have gone wrong between us. Our road together has never been an easy one. We had an uphill battle from the start. There were so many things stacked against us. I know now, the major obstacle was me.
You say you hurt me and I will not deny it. I also cannot deny that I hurt you more. I closed my heart to you from the beginning. I blamed you for all the pain that has come my way. For this, I am wrong. You have done nothing but try to love me, protect me and cherish me from the start. You have been met with nothing but resistance from this very foolish girl.
I hurt Eric. My heart is broken. Not for the reasons you are thinking. Its my own fault that I let my foolish pride cost me you. I sit here tonight wanting your arms around me, not for sex, not to be consoled. Just to have you be near me. I ache for you and the love I so foolishly tossed away.
You are wrong when you say that I do not love you. You are everything to me. I wish I had shown you. I wish that I would have cherished you as you have me. But wishes are like saying your sorry...they don't amount to much. I can't wish the pain away we have caused each other. I can't wish you back to show you how much I love you.
I can do nothing but sit here and regret. Not you. Never you, my love. My actions. The things I have done and my fucking pride.
I prey you are safe. That Pam gets to you in time, preventing you from starting a war over someone that is not worth your affections. I prey you come home. Whether it is to me or your own life.
There is so much more I want to say. But in a letter is not how I want to do it. Please just know that I love you. I never want you to doubt that again. I know we have a lot to work through Eric, I am willing to if you are.
Forever yours,
Sookie
Sookie placed the letter in an envelope. She sealed it shut then left the bed with her note in hand. She went into her old room, placing it in Eric's cubby hole. She wasn't going to chance Pam getting rid of her letter to Eric. It was a stupid idea anyway. She couldn't make him understand her actions. She barely did. It was more for her anyway. Sookie closed the door and returned to her room.
She picked up her cell phone checking it for messages. There were none. She typed out one to Pam, asking if she had talked to Eric yet?
Pam: Fuck sake go to bed already!
Sookie: Answer me.
Pam: U r a pain in the ASS!
Sookie: Will continue to be until you tell me.
Pam: I do have work to do
Sookie: So why r u texting back?
Pam: Smart ass
Sookie: Smart ass, pain in the ass...Just tell me or I am heading out!
Pam: Fucking stupid human. I have not been able to reach him.
Sookie. Thanks. Was that so hard? Let me know ASAP.
Pam: BITE ME!
Sookie: Not on your best day ;p
Sookie plugged her phone up. She didn't want it to go dead incase Eric or Pam tried to call her. She knew it was foolish to hope for but she prayed that Pam told him and Eric called her. Or came over.
She fought to stay awake. She was so tired though. Every blink of her eyelids hurt. She hadn't been resting well lately. Between all the commotion and weird dreams, she hadn't slept much at all.
She must have lost her battle. The next thing she knew she was coming awake to a the sound of pounding on her door. She glanced at her clock and noticed that it was 3:00 am. Whoever it was, it had better be damn good. She grabbed her housecoat and flew done the stairs.
"Who's there?" She asked through the door. No way was she opening up the door without knowing.
"It's Pam."
"Why didn't you just come in?" Sookie said opening the door. Pam was standing there with blood red tears trailing down here face. Oh God. "What happened?"
"I couldn't come in you revoked my invite." Pam wiped a tear away. "What happened is he walked into a fucking trap. Someone knew."
God no. Eric. "Come in Pam." Sookie stood back on shaking legs, letting Pam enter. "Is he okay? Pam please tell me is his alright."
"For now. I feel pain through our bond." Pam walked into the living room, pulling a letter from her purse and handing it to Sookie. "Can't you feel him?"
Sookie probed the bond but could not feel anything. He must be too far away from her. She sat down beside Pam, opening the letter. "Wait. How could this have gotten here so fast? He only just left." Sookie flipped the envelope over. There was no stamp, or return address. Just Pam written across the type in flowing script, that looked oddly familiar.
"Exactly. It was a fucking trap. They have Eric and someone let them know he was coming. There is no way he could have been taken otherwise." Pam poked a finger at the letter. "Read it."
Pam,
If you want to see your maker again, bring us Ms. Stackhouse. You are to deliver her to the New Orleans palace. If she is not in our company by sundown tomorrow, Eric will meet his final death.
VM
"Shit." Sookie jumped up, ran up the stairs and threw on some clothes. She toed her shoes on and pulled her hair back in a knot. She was back down stairs in less than five minutes. "Lets go Pam."
"I can't. Eric forbid me from coming." Pam stood up, crossing the room to her. "You can't either Sookie. There is no way they are going to let either one of you go. You are walking into your death and Eric's."
"I don't care. They can have me." Sookie went to the the phone book, looking for the phone number to the airport. She could get there in time if she could book a flight. There was no way if she drove. " Can you get me a flight out of Shreveport Pam. You guys have done that before."
"Sookie think dammit." Pam snatched the book out of her hands. "Eric would not want you to do this. He wouldn't want you to risk your life for him."
"Isn't that what he was doing for me? How could I do any less. I will gladly give them what they want. If they will just let him go."
"They won't you fool. Victor knows that Eric was coming for him and De Castro. That's treason Sookie. You don't walk away from that." Pam's eyes welled with more tears. "Eric would want me to keep you safe. He would want me to take you away from here and protect you. Not let you go running to your death."
"Well then if its the last thing I do, it will be to let Eric know that I loved him enough to come for him." Sookie picked up a note pad and paper beside the phone. She handed them over to Pam. "Now please call Anubis or who ever y'all use to get a quick flight. Never mind, I'll drive. I can be there in five hours."
"Sookie wait." Sookie turned around to look at Pam. She had a look of confusion on her face as she stared down at the note pad. "Who wrote this?"
Sookie took the note pad from Pam. On it was Amelia's to do list while she was in Bon Temps. "Amelia why?"
"Look Sookie." Pam picked up the discarded envelope that had her name written on it. She held it up, placing Amelia's note beside it. "Its the same fucking handwriting."
"No." Sookie shook her head. Amelia wouldn't. Why? It didn't make sense. They had been friends. She wouldn't betray Sookie this way. She had made Sookie admit her feelings. In her backwards way.
"Don't be an idiot Sookie. Its right in front of you." Sookie wanted to deny it but it was like a light switch had been turned on. She saw Amelia pushing her to do the spell, teasing her about Eric, tampering with the bond, lying to Eric. Speaking of how envious she was of what her and Eric had. How she wished she had Trey back. How she had begged Sookie not to go to him that night. Give him time. How she had talked to him and knew the jig was up. Click it was all falling into place. Amelia had been working with Victor. Their bloody kiss in Sookie's dream. But why? Did she hate Sookie that much? Did she blame her for Trey's death? She had set them up from the start. Playing all their emotions against each other. And they had made it easy for her to do.
"I am going to kill her." Sookie was shaking with rage. Would the betrayal never stop. She had trusted Amelia with all of her thoughts, her feelings. How many times had she poured her heart out to Amelia? Confessing how much the bond scared her. How much she was scared of letting herself go. She had used it all against her. Everything was a lie. "She told me she talked to Eric after I left him. Who knows what she said to him, or what he confessed to her. Who other then you knew he was going? Hell, he never even made it out of Lousiana."
"Me and a few others that Eric trusted. They would never have turned on Eric. There are two many people that want Felipe and Victor out." Pam clicked her fangs down, a sinister smile crossing her lips. "I might have a way of helping out."
"How?" Pam looked down right scary.
"Well see, Eric forbid me from coming after him to Las Vegas. He never said I couldn't go to New Orleans." Pam tossed back her head and laughed. "Now what we need is a plan."