Off-screen, imagined scene after Sookie skips into fairyland and Eric senses she's gone.
I really do wonder how he reacted to her not being around. I hope they have a scene for that one in Season 5.
As usual, nothing belongs to me.
Gone
Fucking Compton, Eric thought as he was taking a shower.
First, he's an annoying southern prick. Second, he's an annoying southern prick who gets the most extraordinary woman (who happens to be part-fae) to bed him. Third, he's an annoying southern prick who did it on Queen Sophie Ann's orders (fuck her too) without my knowledge.
Fourth, he's an annoying southern prick who tries to bury me alive AND! gets cement in my hair.
He punched the tiled wall and a low growl escaped his lips in response to his antipathetic thoughts towards said prick. The wall cracked and a few bits of tile were sent tinkling to the floor.
At least I managed to expose him tonight for the lying, manipulative fool he is.
He took great satisfaction in outing his dirty little secret...but he hated seeing her like that. The devastation so raw upon her face at the revelation of Bill's motives for seeking her out. If he had had even a shred of compassion in him, he would've stayed with her through the night, holding her while he dried her tears.
But he didn't. Besides, she'd kicked them both out.
As he mulled over the events that had transpired a mere hour ago, a strange sensation overcame him.
Something wasn't right; there was an absence in him that he couldn't explain. It felt like he had entered a room and took note of every piece of furniture in it, only to come back to see that something was missing.
His brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of what just happened.
Then a few minutes later, it hit him with the force of a thousand silver bullets.
Her presence. He couldn't sense it anymore.
Push the purple button. The sexy, shiny, purple button.