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I'm sorry it took so long to update, but I've been going through some personal issues. Combined with the fact that my cat died last week... I didn't feel like writing much. Once more, please start moving onto my blog. You can find it in my profile... has started to delete accounts again and I'm fairly certain that my lemons exceed the graphic level. I don't even think they give any heads up about taking down stories.
Either way, I hope you'll all enjoy the chapter. Happy reading!
I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. His pain, sorrow, and regret welled up inside him and nothing he could have done would have stopped what he was feeling from coming through the bond.
He had let himself fall to his knees and I was now the one holding him and trying to push comfort through the bond.
My Pam, not my Pam. Not my child.
That was the single train of thought going through his mind at the time. I could finally feel how much he cared for her, how deep his feelings went and I wasn't the least bit jealous. It was a weird thing to think about at the moment, but I was certain that I was ok with everything. Everyone deserved their past, and I was more than certain that he'd never cheat on me with Pam. At this point, I wasn't even sure I'd see it as cheating if something ever did happen.
His pain flared and I felt bloody tears streaming down my cheeks as I cradled his head on my belly. While it was considerably weaker, I could feel Pam so I knew she was still alive. However, I wasn't certain for how much longer.
Suddenly his feelings started to shift. His anger boiled quickly and I could feel his shoulders stiffen. Whatever he was feeling from Pam was making him furious. In the blink of an eye he was standing, his head thrown back as he let out a deafening battle cry.
He thirsted for blood. He wanted the head of whomever had a hand in whatever was happening to Pam, and I knew better than to stand in his way. Hell, I wanted a front row seat and a backstage pass myself.
Before any of us could make a move, the door to our suite flew open. Russell.
"What is it?" The worry in his voice was obvious.
"Pam. They've kidnapped Pam," Eric growled.
"But who?"
"I don't know but I fucking plan on finding out. And when I find her, they'll pay with their lives."
He was not fucking around and I knew I had to be the rational one.
"We need to go to Shreveport and see if we can get the scent of whoever was involved," he continued.
"If we go now we'll end up in the same cell as her. Plus, there's no time left in the night to go there and return here safely".
"I don't care, Russell. I want to get to Pam now," Eric growled.
"How the fuck do you think you'll be of any help if you get yourself killed or abducted as well? You need to forget for a second that she's your child and think rationally, like you would any rescue mission you've ever led," the King replied and I silently thanked him for saying what was on my mind.
Eric took a deep breath and I grabbed his palm with both hands.
"We'll find her, Eric. I swear to you. If I have to burn down the entire city, I'll do it. Anything to bring her back." And I meant it. She was my family. She was my friend. She was my sister. I'd lost too many people over the last few years and I wasn't going to lose Pam too.
Russell nodded in my direction, a sign that he was agreeing with my plan. Hell, he'll fucking burn everything down to the ground if he had to as well.
"I'm willing to bet that this was Victor's doing. If he stumbled upon her when she was investigating, then he most likely grabbed her first and didn't think it through. I'm sure he thinks that just because I settled for being a fucking Sheriff that I couldn't do more and that my reputation is inflated. If he knew what was ahead of him, he'd have thought twice before messing with Pam."
The menace in his voice would have made me cower under the table a year ago. I was his equal now. I admired everything about him.
"I wonder what Pam had wanted to say when she called earlier. I have a feeling that someone else is involved in all this shit," I piped in.
"What call?"
"Pam called earlier after she was done with the house and said that she had something to tell me as soon as she got back. She seemed in a hurry to get away so I think that it might be related to the entire situation," I told Russell.
"How long before she was kidnapped did this happen?"
"Fifteen minutes." It was Eric who replied this time.
"Russell, I need to tell you something. Before the crash happened, I had another vision. It was the same I had before where I was being locked up and every inch of my body was burning and then Eric was there. But it wasn't me. It was Pam. It had always been her, I just didn't know."
He nodded and was silent for a few seconds. "It makes sense that you'd have visions about other people. You had one about Jason that turned out to be true."
"If we're not going anywhere tonight, then we need to at least make a plan so I don't go mad," Eric said and I noticed a hint of desperation in the bond. He was trying to restrain himself and not go flying to Pam's rescue. There was a battle going inside him between the tactical warrior and the Maker who wanted to spare his child pain.
So we sat down around the table in the living room and went about making plans. We each swapped ideas back and forth trying to find the best solution. After a couple of hours spent next to Eric who was gnashing his teeth whenever Pam was being hurt, we finally had a solid plan.
We just had to go through a few more hours and a sunrise to get on with our rescue plan. We were still missing several puzzle pieces, but we had contingency plans for all situations. Pam was going to get home at this time tomorrow, no matter what.
By the time the sun was coming up, we had settled into bed, holding each other tightly. We let ourselves fall into slumber although neither of us wanted to do anything but teleport ourselves to Pam.
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When I rose the following night, Eric wasn't beside me anymore. He was in the corner of the room, polishing his sword, making sure it could cut through anything.
I got out of bed quietly and made my way towards him under his watchful gaze.
He set the sword aside and stretched his hand for me, inviting me to sit on his lap. Wordlessly, I sat on his leg and wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him close to me.
I whispered in his ear that we'd bring Pam back. I told him that everything would be fine. And I meant every word. I wasn't joking when I promised to burn down the entire state to find her.
We went ahead and dressed for the evening, with Eric's anger spiking from time to time. I grabbed my scimitar and put it in its sheath, knowing that it would claim its first blood by the end of the night.
Eric led the way to Russell's chambers and I was surprised to see Jason there as well.
"Jase, you're not going," I said as soon as I read his thoughts.
"Oh, I'm going. You can't keep me away from it, Sook. I'll walk if I have to, but I'm going."
I huffed, knowing that I couldn't change his mind. Russell came into the room and handed Jason his sword.
If the mood had been lighter I'd have joked that we all looked like ninjas. Black clothes from head to toe, swords strapped to our bodies. Once we were outside Russell grabbed Jason, while Eric held my hand as we shot to the sky.
In what felt like forever we reached the outskirts of Shreveport, to the spot where Pam's car had crashed. We had tracked her phone through GPS and knew exactly where to go.
Eric was silent, but he was fuming. The car had obviously been hit and the doors had been ripped off. While it was still new to me, Russell confirmed that there have been three vampires here, aside from my friend.
Poor Pam didn't stand a chance.
"Victor," Eric growled as he recognized his scent.
He picked me up and I wrapped my body around his as he took us to his house. I knew he needed the contact as much as I did.
As soon as we landed I could detect Pam's scent. She had been here, that much was clear.
We circled the house, following the trail until I detected yet another smell. It seemed oddly familiar but I was certain I hadn't encountered it since the change.
"Compton!" Eric growled.
I gasped. Bill was behind this? Bill?! My ex-boyfriend Bill?
I wanted to say that it couldn't be, but I knew better than that. That asshole was never going to quit, was he?
My fury matched Eric's and by the time Russell had landed with Jason, we were already flying towards Bon Temps.
I could only hope that he'd be home. That fucking asshole! It wasn't enough how much harm he'd brought to me when I was human, he had to fuck with me now, too.
Well, he had a big surprise coming his way.
We landed in the cemetery between my farmhouse and his house and waited a few seconds as I scanned the area with my mind. There was no one around but Bill. And he was thinking of me. Eww.
Surprise. Surprise.
We zipped to his front door and didn't bother knocking. We went straight in and found him with his pants down in the living room. He was jerking off. Fucking unbelievable.
"Sookie," he said as he fumbled to get his pants back on.
"Bill."
Suddenly he breathed in, certainly looking for the sunshine scent he knew should be there. His eyes widened and then his features hardened.
His ire immediately shifted towards Eric.
"You killed her!" he seethed.
"I am very much alive Bill. Now shut the fuck up," I growled at him, letting my fangs click into place.
Eric zipped in front of him, towering over Bill. For every step he took, Bill took one backwards until his knees hit the chair.
"What have you done, Bill?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said defensively, but I could read in his mind that he knew exactly what Eric was referring to.
"Stop lying," I said between my teeth.
"I am not lying!"
"I'll fucking rip you apart," Eric threatened and I could feel his patience running thin.
"You won't do it with Sookie here. She won't have you if you do," my ex countered.
"You'd be surprised at what Sookie finds exciting, Bill. But you're an uppity prick that wouldn't know his way to a woman's clit with a map."
I was nearly rolling my eyes. Really?! Posturing? Now?!
"Tell us where Pam is, Bill," I quipped. We needed to get back on track and the night was running short.
"I told you, I don't know where she is. I never saw her."
I stepped forward and backhanded him. "I told you to stop lying. I can read your fucking mind, you dirty pervert."
His eyes widened in surprise and I wanted to punch him again.
"I am not lying. I don't know where she is."
He was trying really hard to not think about Pam, Victor or where she was being kept. He kept thinking the same phrase over and over again, trying to keep his mind busy.
Sookie is a vampire. Sookie is a vampire. Sookie is a vampire.
"We don't have all night, Bill. Tell us where she is and what they've done to her or elseā¦"
"Or else what?"
He didn't think I'd do anything to him. He really didn't think I could hurt him.
Eric's hand shot to Bill's neck and he started squeezing as he lifted him off the ground. Bill's hands shot to Eric's arms, trying to pry him off, but his strength was nothing compared to my Viking's.
A few seconds later, Eric shoved him back to the chair.
"Speak," he spat.
"Sookie, you can't let him do this," Bill pleaded with me.
He really thought I'd want to stop Eric? His actions had most certainly caused Pam a lot of pain and he was going to pay for everything.
"What my husband did is nothing compared to what I want to do to you, Bill. Start speaking or you will be sorry."
An incredulous look spread over his features. I stepped forward and Eric made more room for me. He knew I could handle this, but his protective streak didn't let him wander too far.
"I have nothing to say," he pushed.
I smiled at him and reached for my energy core. I leaned forward and placed my hand on his shoulder. Immediately, the material started sizzling and so did his skin.
He screamed in pain and I took my hand away.
"That, Bill, was just a demonstration. Tell us what we want to know and you might live." My voice was ice cold. Any humor that had been in my tone was gone and I felt the vampire in me urge me to kill the scumbag that was in front of me.
"What the hell are you?" He looked horrified. Good.
"Where is Pam, Bill?" Eric asked.
"Fuck you," he spat.
I barely looked over to his TV and threw a ball of energy towards it. It immediately burst into flames and Bill screeched.
"I am not fucking around."
"I don't know where she is. Victor did it," he said in a hurry.
"That's a lie. But it's ok Bill. We can do this all night. Just remember that for every minute Pam suffers, so will you. The difference is that they don't have the same tools at their disposal," I said and grabbed his shoulder again, healing the burnt flesh.
Bill gasped and watched in wonder at the renewed tissue.
"Now you know that I can burn you to a crisp and bring you back again. Over and over, Bill."
I could feel Eric's pride through the bond. He hadn't been sure how far I was willing to go considering this was Bill, but was thankful to see that I had no issues in making the bastard hurt.
I was beyond done with all this bullshit and I had my priorities straight. I was also aware that Bill's chances of seeing another sunset were slim.
"You bitch!" he screamed at me. The words had barely left his mouth when Eric slapped him so hard his jaw broke.
"Let's try again, shall we?"
This time he didn't need to speak. I could see it all in his mind. The phone call he made to Victor as soon as Pam left, him drive to a warehouse near a water expanse, Pam's skin being burned by silver as they questioned her.
"FUCK!" I yelled and slapped his face, making sure my palm would burn him in more ways than one. I reveled in the way he screamed.
"Sookie?"
"I know where she is. This scumbag helped question her."
Eric turned to Bill and I could see his lips turn up into a smile.
I somehow thought he'd use the sword that he was burning to yield. I should have known better. His issues with Bill went long past the current situation.
Eric's boot-covered foot was planted into Bill's chest and his hands went to Bill's head. Before ScumBill could utter another word his head was ripped off.
His body turned to ash almost instantly. Dust and blood spatters were the only things left of Bill fucking Compton.
We stepped outside where Russell and Jason had been waiting.
"Where is she," my brother asked.
"Near Cross Lake. We should find it pretty fast since she's being held in a warehouse. The building is large."
Russell nodded, grabbed Jason and shot to the sky.
"Are we ok?" Eric asked and I looked at him in surprise.
"Of course. Why wouldn't we be?"
"Because I killed Bill."
I knew I'd asked him not to kill Bill before... but that seemed like a lifetime ago. I had once loved Bill, sure, but what he did brought harm to my family. This wasn't even the first time this had happened, but it sure was the last.
"If you hadn't done it, I would have."
He stared at me for a few moments before wrapping his arms around me and shooting to the sky. We had to get Pam.
So... I know it was a bit soon, but there are other fish to fry later on and it seemed like the perfect time in my plot tree.
I promise an update soon.
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Gaby
