Thanks for the reviews, favs, and alerts everyone! I'm so glad that you're all enjoying the story!

Also to answer all of your questions, what I wrote in the prologue will be explored further in later chapters! Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about it!

In this chapter...let the nightmares begin! Oh, and don't forget a small sleepover!

Here's Chapter 4! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 4

While Eric, Pam, and Dr. Ludwig were taking turns sucking the poison out of my arm, along with my blood, I had passed out. When I woke up, apparently, Rachel had talked some sense into Sookie because she was up and talking like nothing was out of the norm.

Sookie told me that when she had been attacked by a maenad a while back, she had passed out when the poison was sucked out of her, too. When I asked her about what she was thinking after learning the truth, she had told me that now was not the time.

"Here you go," Rachel smiled, handing me a cup of coffee, as I sat up.

"Thanks," I said, smiling back as I took the water. "What time is it?" I wondered out loud.

Sookie looked at her watch, "About 4:00 in the afternoon."

I raised an eyebrow, "Afternoon? I was out that long?"

"You're still slowly making up for lost hours from when you were in San Francisco," Rachel informed me.

"Makes sense," I said, taking a sip of my coffee. It took me until now to notice that I was sitting in my bed. "How'd I get back here?"

"Eric brought you," Sookie answered.

"Sookie and I left when they started sucking the poison out of you. I had some things to talk to Sookie about," Rachel told me after seeing my wondering look.

I turned and looked at myself in the big mirror that was placed above my head board, and almost spit my coffee out of my mouth, I looked like hell. And, I was suppose to be at work today at 5:00! Wait! Shit! I forgot about work. "What about work?" I asked, turning back around to face them.

"Oh, you don't have to go in today," Rachel informed me.

"One of you called, Sam?" I questioned, curiously.

They both shook their heads.

"That's what surprised us," Rachel said. "He called here."

I bit my lip, and looked down at my cup of coffee. I hadn't gotten around to telling them that Sam...Dean was with me last night when I was attacked.

"Is there something you're not telling us?" Sookie asked.

"You might as well tell us. We'll find out one way or another," Rachel said.

"Alright, Sam...I mean Dean was with me last night when I was attacked. I had asked him to help me out."

Rachel and Sookie both looked at me as if I were crazy.

"He knows what I am now, too."

"Selena..." Sookie started.

I cut her off, "Can we talk about this later?" I placed my cup of coffee on my bedside table. "I'd really like to spend the rest of the day, catching up on my much needed beauty sleep."

"Alright," Rachel said. "You can spend the rest of the day sleeping."

"But, we're talking about this tomorrow when you're well rested," Sookie informed me. "No buts about it," she said, pointing her finger at me. "Got it?"

I nodded as the two of them retreated out of my bedroom. I laid back down after going to the bathroom, taking a quick shower, and brushing my teeth. I wanted to take precautions just in case I didn't wake up until tomorrow morning. Besides, I didn't want to go to bed dirty. As soon as my head hit the pillow again, I fell fast asleep.

~True Blood~

"Oh, I'm a fucking bastard?" Drake hissed, walking over to me.

Before I could even pick myself half way up off the ground Drake sent an unexpected hard kick into my ribs. I tried not to scream, but at the surprise kick I did. I fell back to the ground, holding my mid section. Damn that hurt!

Not satisfied enough from the first time, Drake kicked me again. This time it wasn't much of a surprise, so I was able to hold back a scream. Too busy suffering in silence, I didn't notice Drake had moved from his position in front of me until he grabbed my hair, and began pulling me by my hair towards the bedroom I was staying in.

My first thought of what he'd do to me freaked me out. "Oh god no! Please, no!" I thought quietly to myself, pleadingly. He picked me up, and violently threw me onto the bed. Drake glared at me for a moment before forcefully kissing me.

I struggled and struggled and then...

I woke up, sitting up quickly in bed, panting, and gasping for air. My hand was on my chest, and I could feel my heart beating frantically like a drum player in a hardcore rock band drumming like there's no tomorrow. What the hell was that nightmare all about?

"Are you okay?" a voice said out of the blue, causing me to scream with surprise.

My scream was cut off instantly by a hand.

"Shhh! It's just me," Eric said into my ear.

I swatted his hand away from my mouth, and turned to look at him. "Don't scare me like that you jackass," I scolded.

"I didn't mean to. It was an accident...really."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm sure it was."

"Did you have a nightmare?" he asked, returning to his question from earlier, just asking it differently.

I nodded, not wanting to talk about it. I didn't even know where the hell the nightmare had come from. And, why the hell was Drake in my nightmare? I thought he was dead. I mean truly dead. Double dead. Whatever he is now.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, soothingly, and far from his normal self.

"The real question should be are you okay?" I said, looking at him. My curtains were open, and the moon light was shining into my room, allowing me to see Eric clearly. He was beside me on the bed, laying there propped up on his left arm.

"What do you mean?" he asked, puzzled.

"You're just..." I paused, trying to decided what the best way to go about answering him was. "Well, you're just not...acting yourself lately."

He still wasn't understanding. Maybe he didn't seem different to himself? Who knows?

"Alright, maybe if I say...I've never known you to be the comforting type, and now here you are comforting me, wanting to know if I want to talk about my nightmare with you...now does that make better sense to you?"

"I suppose."

I playfully hit him on his arm.

"Hey! What was that for?" he pretended to be offended.

"You know exactly what that was for," I told him. I yawned. "Could you stay here with me until it's time for you to retire for the day?" I asked him.

"If you want me to," he answered, looking me dead in my eyes to see if I was telling the truth. Believe me, I was.

I smiled as I laid back down, and settled under the covers. "I want you to," I said, snuggling up to him. Once again I was surprised that he was actually cuddling with me. But, it was soon all a lost cause because Eric placed a kiss on my forehead, and I was out like a light.

So, as you've gathered from this chapter, Selena brings out another side of Eric! But, don't worry he's still the same old Eric we all know and love! Please Review!