Hey everyone!

I'm sorry, I know it's been long since the last time, but life is kicking my ass. I'm starting to hate my work. Seriously.

It crossed my mind at some point today to point out that the characters are a tad different than how Charlainne writes them. Mainly because I hate how mindless Sookie is and how she really makes all the bad decision sometimes. I'm yet to read last years book because I'm afraid I'd just get pissed off and that would ruin my mojo undefinetely. Also, CH's Eric pissed me off because he's shielding Sookie too much and doesn't treat her like a partner. Also, I'm tired of the angst. Really.

That being said: here's the new chapter:


Fangs

SPOV

I actually managed to throw on one of Eric's shirts before Pam burst into the room. I don't think she expected us to be dressed, but I also didn't think she cared that much about propriety. Nudity wasn't something vampires were ashamed of and she may have thought that my moral values just flew out the window once my mortal life ended.

I wasn't going to sit there and say that my opinion wouldn't change, cause I knew it may very well happen, like it did on many other subjects. However, I wasn't there yet.

Her arms were around me before I registered she was actually in the room.

"Sookie," she sighed into my hair as she hugged me.

I let myself relax in her arms. She really was one of my only friends. We may have had our differences, especially where Eric was concerned and how I acted towards him, but I really liked her. She always told you what was on her mind, whether you liked it or now and it was refreshing, considering all the bullshit I've had to face from two-faced vampires. I could see why she hooked up with Amelia. I was fairly certain that if I lowered my shields, she'd be quite the broadcaster too.

"Pam," I smiled and hugged her tighter.

I could feel Eric's pride and joy through the bond and I'm sure Pam did too. She released me, looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"Let me see them."

I giggled at the absurdity of the situation and let my fangs out, letting her look at them just like I would a piece of jewelry.

"Very nice," she purred.

"Can I pull them back in? I feel weird."

"Of course. The two of us will have a chat later, but now, how about we hurry up with that meeting?" Pam asked, clearly anxious to find out what needed to be done.

"Good idea," Eric volunteered and I raised a finger in the air, indicating them to wait a few seconds as I closed my eyes.

I lowered my shields and let my mind wander around the property, making sure there wasn't any kind of creature that could overhear our conversation. When I found no one, I opened my eyes and I smiled.

"Clear."

"Does it work any differently?" Pam asked in an off tone, but I could tell she was particularly curious. I glanced at Eric and he gave a slight nod. Of course he'd agree to tell Pam, but I felt better with checking with him on this. It was silly really, considering how ruffled up I'd used to get for even considering to ask for his input.

I was so over that. I trusted him 110% now and I knew he'd protect me.

"Actually, my range is wider, it seems. I went a great length in all directions, checking for anyone that might overhear us and I found no one but some sleeping humans. No other brain activity whatsoever. My shields are also a lot easier to control. It's like flipping a switch on and off. I can also hear you now," I concluded.

Pam had a smirk playing on her lips and she was eyeing me up and down.

"My shields are up at the moment, but I can tell what you're thinking without listening in to you," I told her.

"Pamela," Eric said sternly and she rolled her eyes in response.

"You never let me have any fun," she half-wined.

"Sure I do. I give you my credit card and you go shopping. I thought that registered as "fun" for you," he smirked.

"Oh, it does. I was just thinking of something else I consider to be in that realm."

"Of course you were. Shall we carry on?"

"Of course. So, how do we make me disappear?" I asked.

"That's fairly easy. Pam and I have agreed that if you were ok with faking your death to give your family some closure and to keep the Nevada idiots off our trail for a while, we were going to bomb Fangtasia."

"What?"

Sure, I'd heard Eric say he thought about leaving the bar behind and that he'd thought numerous times about burning it to the ground, but I didn't think he'd actually do it.

"It's the wise thing to do, Sookie. Victor would do anything to get his hands on the bar to keep an eye on the area. We're not going to make it easy for him by leaving the biggest fangbanger attraction in town standing. We're leaving and making it hard on him. They'll think we're dead for at least a while and we can fuck up his plans of taking over the area. It's beautiful, really," Pam said with a sinister smile on her face.

"But you'll lose money," I countered. Surely they could see the problem in the plan. Even if we went missing for some years or however long, they'd still have the property.

"And we have an eternity to earn it back. Plus, that's just a dot on the map of businesses I own, Sookie," Eric reassured me.

"Really, Sookie. I have more money that Oprah in my own account. Eric's is way bigger. He's been doing this for a thousand years."

To say I was shocked was an understatement. I knew he was rich, but I thought it went to maybe a couple of million dollars. The fact that he had that kind of money made me feel silly for every bitching I ever did for anything he bought me.

"Ok, I'm not going to process this right now. Moving on. So… we make an appearance, get out the back door and then the thing explodes?"

"That sums it up. There's actually a hidden passage under Fangtasia that leads us to a lone barrack in the sticks. From there, I'll carry the three of you in flight to Russell's place. The distance is not that big. Anything material that we need, we'll get there or he will provide for us."

I took in a deep breath and went through the options. Something didn't sit right with me and I felt like there was something missing from our plan. And then it dawned on me.

"Eric, how many houses do you have around the area?"

"Four, why?"

"Wow. Ok, well, is there any of them that can't be tracked back to you?"

"Two. This one and another are under my current name. What did you have in mind?"

"Do you remember when Sophie Anne lost her bracelet, but it was actually Hadley who took it and hid it? Well, Amelia and Octavia did that magic thing of theirs where they could go back in time and figure out what happened…"

"And you think Victor might do the same thing. We'll burn the houses down, I don't care," Eric said and it made me cringe. "If there's no house, there's nothing to reconstruct."

Having been borderline poor my entire life, I couldn't quite comprehend how he could so easily say to burn down entire properties.

"How about we move some of the important stuff to one of the houses no one knows about, like your car and whatnot, and we could burn down this house. Make it look like the Fellowship finally lost its shit. We can spread the rumors and the media will pick on it since it's been quiet lately. Also, another proposal is to go to your other house and stage a scene in case they think about doing that magic. We can set them off our tail by saying we're going in the opposite direction," I said.

"That's actually brilliant," Pam said appreciatively.

"Sookie could act like she was still human, dress the part and act the part. Actually that'd be a very good idea for when we go to Fangtasia. Victor certainly has someone watching the club and they must not suspect she's changed," Eric said, looking at Pam.

We spent another couple of hours going over and over the plan for the next day. Pam went to the club soon after so it wouldn't be too obvious we were scheming.

For the first time in my life I understood why Eric was thrilled at the thought of going to battle. Even though it wasn't a battle in the real sense of the word, the thought of adventure had me hyped. I was excited to be doing something.

Sure, the main reason we were moving was for me to be able to train without looking over my shoulder the entire time and without letting everyone find out about whatever secret abilities I might evolve. When I was ready and Eric wouldn't have to worry I can't handle myself, we'd be able to make a move.

Whether we'd be going on offensive or just leaving this bad soap-opera behind and find another place to live, was yet to be determined. I did not know which direction the wind would blow, but I was certain of one thing: Eric, Pam and I were going to go through this together. And in the end, that's what mattered.

We had been quiet for some time and my back was pressed against Eric's chest, just enjoying the silence.

"This is nice," I said.

"What is?"

"Everything. This new life you gave me. I feel wonderful and I'm excited about spending literally forever with you. I want to thank you for turning your life upside down for me. No one else would have ever done this, except Gran, who I guess actually did when my parents died," I told him.

"Sookie, I'm not the only one turning my life for you. You've done the same. You left your mortal life behind and decided to join me. Your trust in me is not something I will ever be able to appreciate fully and thank you for it. I changed you because you asked me to, because you wanted to be with me. Very few of us have had this option. Neither I, nor Pam have and we've had troubles adjusting. I hope your transition into the immortal life with be easier."

"I'm sure it will, honey. I've got you as a Maker. We'll figure everything out," I said, turning around to kiss him.

In no time I was straddling his hips and his hands started traveling my figure and I was thankful we were alone. I moaned loudly and my head lolled back as he laved my neck in open mouth kisses. My hips were rubbing against his and I was getting wetter and wetter. My skin felt on fire and every place he touched tingled.

His hands went to the buttons of the shirt I was wearing. His eyes were feral and suddenly, all the buttons flew to the ground. Eric's hands were on my breasts, tweaking and pinching my nipples.

My hand went between us and in the waistband of his sports pants, grabbing his cock and pumping him.

The growled and bared his fangs at me. I pulled him out of his pants, and didn't waste time sinking down on him. My eyes rolled in the back of my head and I moaned out loud. I loved how big he was and how I stretched to make room for him.

His fangs found purchase in my neck as I began to ride him and I pulled one of his hands to my mouth and sank my own fangs in his wrist.

Euphoria summed up what I was feeling. I was moving erratically above him, while his movements lost their rhyme and reason. I came hollering his name and he roared as he followed me into bliss. He didn't stop however.

He stopped drinking from my neck and I felt the little prickles of my skin mending. I did the same for his hand and he took the opportunity to push me on my back, gathering my legs at my sides. He pushed back inside and started drilling into me at full speed. Before I could form a coherent thought I was falling over the edge again.

He leaned over me and licked my ear as I thrashed and moaned his name.

"I've been dreaming of fucking you like this since I met you. I love that I don't have to hold back," he whispered and I moaned louder.

"Harder," was all I managed to ask and he complied.

He hammered into me, his cock brushing my G-spot with every thrust and his pubic bone pressing into my clit with every chance. I was clawing at his back, hugging his body to mine.

My senses were in overload and the only reason I still felt grounded to the earth was because his body was pressing into mine, his weight no longer a problem, but a welcome pressure.

"I love you," I yelled as I came again.

"Lover," he roared and spilled inside me for the last time.

We were both panting, which had me giggling.

"What?" he asked, propping himself on an elbow and pushing away a stray lock of hair from my forehead.

"It's amusing how hard we're both breathing, when we don't actually need to do it. It just seems silly."

"We don't need to breathe, but it does feel good to do it. Plus, elaborate breathing helps spread the pleasure through the body. Not sure if it's medical or not, Pam told it to me once. She might have picked it off one of her shows though," he said and we were both smiling like loons.

"Mmmm, I love feeling you so close. I've missed you so much in all those months. I've been silly and stupid and juvenile. I'm sorry, really. We could have been like this for much longer."

"Everything in this world has a reason, Sookie. We broke up, but that's what made you realize what our relationship meant for you. I realized exactly how much I loved you, even though I didn't remember much at the time, when I first saw you with the Tiger. I wanted to rip his head off and steal you away. I had never felt like that before and I didn't fully understand it because I didn't remember our time together. The night of the takeover is when it all made sense. All those thoughts and feelings were explained when my memories returned."

"You're right. It did help, but I wish I had been more mature about it. I've never really been in a true relationship before. Bill lied to me and betrayed me in the worst way. I may have forgiven him, but I will never forget it. Then I got you for a brief period, fell in love and then lost you when the curse was broke.

"I was so hurt and lonely and you really weren't remembering. Quinn was comfortable, I didn't see much of him. He deceived me and he was ultimately sent by Felipe to get me, like Bill had previously been, but I broke up with him before he could do it. His betrayal hurt, but it would have hurt more if I really did love him. I think that if we ever get to it, you get the right to skin the cat, so to say." I was giggling. I really couldn't believe the words had crossed my lips, but I honestly had no reason to stop him if he wanted to kill Quinn. I was waaay over caring what happened to douchebags.

"Are you sure?" he raised an eyebrow at me. I was sure he was probing the bond to see if I was kidding or lying.

"It's not like I can stop you anyway," I rolled my eyes. "But yes, I am sure. I have absolutely no feelings towards him unless you want to count the desire to claw his eyes out as a feeling".

He smiled at me and pressed a kiss to my lips.

"Come, Lover, let's get cleaned up. There are only a couple of more hours until dawn and it's been a long first day for you."

"I agree. Carry me," I giggled as I watched his eyes go wide.

"Sookie Stackhouse, asking me to carry her when she's more than capable of doing it herself? Who are you and what have you done with my bonded?"

"Oh, she's here. She's just lazy," I laughed as he scooped me up. "Plus, I'm going to let you do things for me from now on. I've told you I left the bitch-Sookie at the door. I wasn't kidding."

"No you weren't. Does that mean I get to pamper you?"

"Maybe. Just don't over do it. You know flashy doesn't do it for me."

"Oh, I do," he smiled and pressed a kiss to my forehead as he stepped into the bathroom.

He plopped me on the counter and bent to adjust the water. I was admiring his ass and I blame my shields for not observing it in time.

The doorbell rang and Eric's body straightened up, a questioning look on his face.

I closed my eyes, lowered my shields and stretched out to find out who could possibly be there.

"Jason? What the hell?"


Oops! Yes, I did leave it there. I know the chappy's on the short size, but it was either I leave this little cliffhanger or not post the chapter today. I figure it's just Jason and while his opinion certainly matters, I'm not leaving the story hanging when someone's life is at stake. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I hope I'll be able to write the next one soon. I have so many cool ideas and even some of yours have been taken into account.

I've pondered a lot as to what powers Sookie should have so I won't write just another version of Eternal Night. I know alot of you want a sequel to that one, but it's not in the plans and I don't want to bore you all with another reitteration of the same story.

Ok, I've talked enough. How do you think Jason will handle Sookie being a vampire? What cool powers do you think she'll be packing? Will you miss the fangbanger hotspot once it's gone?

xoxo

Gaby

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