ok lovelies...i meant to get this one out earlier today...so here I am starting to type this chapter now...enjoy...

Disclaimer: Eric still ain't mine (neither is Alexander Skarsgard)...well doesn't today keep getting better and better...

EPOV

So, I moved my hands from either side of Sookie's face, where they had ventured to, and slowly, dragged them down her neck, her shoulders, her arms, and down to her sweet, luscious backside. and I grabbed it (not hard mind you) and slowly lifted her, so that she was able to wrap my legs around my waist, and her arms around my neck. I turned around, away from the door, and eventually up the stairs, and into my bedroom.

I just had laid Sookie carefully and gently on to the bed – all the while my lips were still attached to hers. My body was just making its way from standing (almost) vertically on the floor to being horizontally on top of Sookie's, when I heard the doorbell go, and two seconds later, there was a piercing scream of "Eric...baby...please...come home to me...leave your whore and come back to me...baby please...honey, I know you are in there."

SPOV

Things were just starting to get interesting, and I mean the sexy kind of interesting, when all of a sudden, there was a piercing scream coming from the general direction of Eric's back door (you'll have to excuse the pun...I didn't mean for it to sound like that I meant the back door as in the entrance to the apartment – not the entrance to Eric, although, I'll have to admit, the latter one sounds a hell of a lot more interesting than the first one...just saying).

However, I was not prepared to let someone banging on a door stop me from getting my man tonight, and it appeared that Eric was thinking along the same lines – he wasn't going to let some crazy woman stop him from getting laid, so we continued to kiss and grope at each other, as if nothing at all had happened.

After a few more minuites, of just lying there lazily groping and kissing each other, Eric pulled back and said:-

"I love you, Sookie...it's ok if you can't say it back...I just need to let you know, I can't keep it a secret any more..I love you Sookie, and you are mine."

"The fuck you do, Eric" said a voice, which I thought was coming from somewhere behind us, somewhere near the door – I couldn't be sure because Eric was still lying on top of me, little – well not so little Eric was letting himself be known, and, of course, Eric was still staring into my eyes. It would almost be romantic – well if you didn't count Lorena's presence and voice in the room. She was the proverbial elephant in the room.

And I'd had enough. Of her. I wasn't going to let her take my man away. It didn't matter that we had only gotten together a few short hours ago. It didn't matter that nobody knew that we were together...wait a second...how come Lorena knows that we are together? Maybe she doesn't – maybe she just thinks I'm some whore that Eric has only for the night. Well, she is going to have to slide on,

Eager to get this over with, so that I could go back to my ready and waiting man, I unhooked my legs from around Eric's hips, gave him one last peck on the lips, (the very lips that he was using to pout, as if he knew exactly what was going to happen) and gave him a slight push, so as to encourage him to get off of me. I was no fool. I knew that I wouldn't be able to push him off of me, had he been unwilling to move, but luckily Eric did move – to the bottom of the bed to be exact, where he sat cross legged, waiting for the drama to unfold.

I proceeded to get up off the bed, and walked straight up to Lorena, where I promptly slapped her across the side of the face before turning around and plonking myself directly in front of Eric on the bed, who promptly put his arms around me, whispered (well, stage whispered) "I love you, you are amazing, baby" and began to suck on my neck. I hope to hell that he doesn't leave any marks...wait! if he does leave a mark, maybe this bitch will get the message that I am his – not her. He doesn't want her. He wants me. And the sooner she realises this the better it will be for everyone involved.

"How dare you slap me, bitch. I only came here to get my – as you call him – man back. How dare you..." Lorena began, angrily. Oh she did not just go there. It's on.

"Shut the fuck up Lorena, How dare you, firstly, interrupt me when I am busy looking after my boyfriend, keeping him happy outside his club and about 2 minutes ago, in his bed." I answer, snarkily. Eric is still suckling on my neck and from the poke I just recieved in my back, Little Eric is enjoying the show. A lot.

"How dare you, attempt to be my best friend, but all the while are backstabbing me to the local bullies. How dare you cheat on my best friend – sorry, my boyfriend, but I'm glad you did, because now he's got me to look after him. How dare you hurt him so much, that he lived solely on alcohol for two weeks after he caught you fucking that other rat. How dare you beat me up with a baseball bat, and leave me for dead because you were convinced that I wanted to try to steal Eric from you. How dare you sleep with my husband, to try to hurt me – by the way, how was the trip home that day?. How dare you stand there and ask why I have the gall to slap you." I finished, angrily.

"You don't know who you are dealing with, bitch, you don't know what you just started." Lorena spat angrily at me, and as she is ever a drama queen, she turned and, without really watching where she was going, attempted to storm out of the room. Except she hit her head off of the corner of the door, and ended up with an egg shaped black bump on her forehead. Absolutely hilarious.

Ok. Hope you enjoyed it. Any ideas what is going to happen next? What do you think so far? Don't forget to review...