Finally I have finished it *Phew*. The next and possibly the final chapter is underway. I have an idea for a sequel and also a side story that fits in between the two stories but they will take some time to get finished. Enjoy

Eric's emotions were pummelling her through the bond. "Tell me now!" he yelled.

Sookie needed his barrage of emotions to stop before her own welled up and overtook her. She allowed her new vampire impulses to take control. In one swift movement she grabbed Eric's head roughly, her fingers tangling in his long hair, and met his lips with all the passion she felt swirling around inside her. She breached his lips and met his tongue with her own. She jerked suddenly and stilled a moment when she tasted blood. As she touched her fingers to her mouth she felt two razor sharp fangs. Her own fangs. She had a sudden image of how she looked. A naked and wet blond woman with fangs, blood dribbling down her chin. It made her laugh out loud. Eric resumed their kiss and then moved them out of the shallows and onto the shore. He could feel her rising lust and it pleased him that she was willing so soon after her turning. This was a good sign. He would begin her training straight away. He placed her on the ground in front of him. When she looked up at him curiously, he smirked. He whispered in her ear, "Run". She gave him a tiny smile and then she was gone, moving almost too fast for him to track. He was intrigued as to her new gifts. She had obviously teleported before and now she seemed to have gained a vampiric speed to match his. He would enjoy discovering her new gifts. But now it was time to claim his new child.

Sookie ran from tree to tree, hiding in their shadow. She could not see or hear Eric but that didn't mean he couldn't catch her unawares. Through her heart no longer beat within her chest, adrenaline was coursing through her, heightening her already sharp senses. In the dark she could see better than she had during the day. She could hear the waves of the lake lapping at the shore. In the distance she heard the howl of a wolf or maybe a Werewolf. Under the heavy scent of the pine tree above her she caught a musky scent. Instinctually, she lifted her nose to the light breeze. It was all around her. Though she was enjoying this game of cat and mouse she had to keep moving. As she moved out of the shadow of the tree she glanced behind her. Seeing no one she turned to run again but slammed into a wall. Eric.

"To easy, min alskare," he said.

Sookie looked up into his eyes. Though they were masked in shadow she knew that look all too well. He was naked, hard and showing fang. Without a word he backed her up against her tree. He grabbed her wrists and pinned then above her head. She knew what was coming and she was more than happy to comply. She wanted to please him, her maker and her master. He drew a gasp from her as he pressed his cold hard body against her own small frame. Her fangs descended once again.

"You are exquisite," he whispered.

He moved to her neck, his lips ghosting over her collarbone. He inhaled her scent and he found it more alluring than before. The bond was now more intense than it had been before her turning but Sookie was effortlessly channelling their shared emotions through the bond. As she learnt to control the to-and-fro of emotions she found she was enjoying this new closeness with her lover.

"Look at me" he demanded, bringing her back to the moment. She gasped as he pinched a pert nipple between his fingers. She struggled against his hold. Being unable to respond to his ministrations had her teetering on the edge. With one hand still holding her against the tree Eric reached the other between her thighs. He parted her soft folds and found her ready. It had been a long time, not since his turning of Pam, that he had engaged in vampire sex. There was always something so primitive and depraved about it. No boundaries. No fears. Eric leaned in to her and kissed her roughly. He pulled back and looked down at her as he continued to caress her sex.

"Please Eric I need this. Now!" She demanded

He thrust hard filling her completely and began to move within her faster than any human could tolerate. He had always restrained himself during their love making. Now he could quench his rampant desires for her. She held eye contact with him as she gasped and moaned against him. She had never felt anything so wonderful as her Viking between her thighs. He caught the scent of her delicious blood wafting through the air. Her movements against the tree had caused long gashes along the plane of her back. In one swift movement he released her arms and spun her around. He again pinned her hands against the tree with one hand as the other gasped the round softness of her hip. The flesh of her slender back was bloodied and raw. Although Eric was known to be vicious, rough, despicable, and many other things, he could not help but be tender-hearted with this woman. As he entered her from behind, he leaned forward and began licking her wounds to heel them. Her blood was just as intoxicating as before. The feel of his tongue lapping at the blood on her back sent Sookie crashing over the edge. Her walls clenched powerfully around his member. Her own release then triggered his. Then her mind became fuzzy. The blood bond between threatened to engulf her. She used the same trick she had when blocking people's thoughts and she felt the torrent that was the bond, begin to ebb. She was controlling her side of the bond almost as if she could adjust the volume on her telephone during a conversation. As the line between them began to quieten, she caught one fragment before it went quiet again. "Jag ar din, jag ar din, jag ar din."

They parted and Eric turned Sookie around to embrace her. But Sookie's mind was reeling. Did I hear him? Oh sweet Jesus I think I did. There is no other explanation for it. What is he going to think? He is not going to be happy about this. Why did I hear him then and not earlier? Why can't I hear him now? Please let it be a one off freak occurrence.

Eric had felt their bond rise up and then dissipate. He knew it was her controlling it. Feeling her fear and anxiety he spoke. "Sookie?" he said, "the bond…how did you do that?"

"You felt that too? It was overtaking me, flooding my senses, so I used my old blocking technique and it worked."

He placed his hands on her shoulders and held her away from himself. He looked her over slowly. He couldn't deny that he was proud of himself. His new child was exceptional and breath-taking to behold. But he still needed to reassure her. "Blocking each other will come in handy when we need our own space. Not many makers and their children can manage that especially when they are blood bonded beforehand. That's why most relationships don't last long. They can't stand living within each other as the bond requires." He took her hand and, giving it a small tug, they began walking back the way they had come. After a few minutes silence, Sookie spoke.

"Eric, with the whole maker/child 'calling' each other thing, can you actually hear each other speak?"

He looked at her sidelong and felt a trickle of anxiety come from her. "No, dearest, we cannot here words. What we feel is an overpowering yearning for the one doing the calling. Weather you like it or not you must answer the call. Overtime a maker and their child can develop a certain level of unspoken communication. Usually it is just passing acute emotions back and forth to convey information." By the look on her face he could see she didn't fully understand him.

"Right. In that case I think we have a problem."

"What kind of problem, dearest?"

"What does 'Jag ar din' mean?"

Fuck. Her telepathy has changed to hearing only vampires. This is not good. "You can hear me?"

Sookie nodded. "I'm sorry, Eric."

"Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong. Things are just a little complicated now. I am sure you will be able to use this to your advantage with practice. But right now we need to be moving on. We have to head back to your farmhouse in Bon Temps. Once we are they we will have some time to discuss your gifts and how best to utilise them"

"Why my home? Isn't that dangerous?"

"Yes, but we must end this. Your home is our best bet."

"But I can't get back inside my house. When I popped there before I felt an invisible force pushing me back."

"Your home no longer recognises you as human. Can you call your brother to meet us there?"

"It's a full moon tonight. He will be out with the Hotshot panthers, God knows where. And I'm not ready to see him yet. He won't be happy when he finds out what's happened."

Eric was quiet for a moment, deep in thought.

"What is it?"

"I have a lot of your blood in me. Haemoglobin-ly speaking, I am more human than you at this moment. And as I have been invited into your home it may be possible for me to invite you in."

"That actually sounds like it might work. But how do we both get back to Bon Temps. I know I can 'pop' but I don't know if I can take passengers."

Eric placed his hands on her small shoulders and began rubbing her arms, as if to keep her warm. "Let's give it a test run." She embraces him and she wishes to 'pop' to where Eric left their clothing. Instantly they both disappear and then reappear by a pile of clothes on the shoreline.

"Wow", she says.

"Very cool, Sookie, very cool!" he says, feeling a little off balance. They began dressing again, Eric taking the time to again admire his new fledgling as he stroked himself to arousal.

"Eric! Now it not the time," she said. After a short silence, Sookie spoke. "Okay I'm ready to try it." She embraces Eric tightly. She closes her eyes and concentrates on visualizing the front door of her house. She feels wind stirring around them and when she feels a warm gust of wind she opens her eyes. She looks around her and takes in her porch, her swing chair and her front yard, now illuminated by the full moon. Her home looked remarkably different when seen with her new vampire eyes

"Sookie," Eric calls her.

She focuses her attention on the situation at hand. "Eric," she replies. Eric moves past her and enters her house. Once across the threshold he turns to his child and speaks. "Sookie, please come in."

Sookie gives Eric a sceptical look before taking a step forward. Her face shows her surprise and delight as she crosses the threshold and moves past Eric into her house.

TRANSLATION

"Jag ar din" – "I am yours"