AN: I was planning to update next week, but your response to this story made me change my mind. Your support is mind-blowing!

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DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TRUE BLOOD OR SVM. MOST CHARACTERS WON'T BE MINE. THEY BELONG TO HBO AND CHARLAINE HARRIS.


Chapter 2

Too good to be true

EPOV

I sighed in a very human manner, feeling my maker getting closer. Our bond was finally open and I was a little confused feeling how… relieved and determined he felt. I informed his annoying nest that their sheriff was heading in our direction.

Isabel, the only competent vampire here, wasn't able to hide her relief. Stan Davis, on the other hand, was clearly disappointed he couldn't go on a killing spree like the old good days.

Godric was getting closer and closer, and that made me wonder, how had Sookie fared? I had no blood tie to her and Isabel assured me her human was in no distress, but my little Sookie is such a trouble magnet that she would be able to get herself into a mess even in the safest place on Earth. My idea of calling Lorena might not have been as smart as I assumed…

I rolled my eyes when Bill Compton walked into the room. Clearly, if he were walking around carefree my Sookie is safe. He looked like he had a fight with a cat – well, in his case, with his rabid bitch of a maker. He walked straight to me with fury evident on his face. Did he really think there was anything threatening in his whole being?

"That was a low blow," he hissed at me. I raised my eyebrow expectantly.

"You have to be more precise, Billy… I am not known for my chivalry," I mocked.

"Lorena. I know you called her!" spat Bill and I'm sure if he had a pulse his face would have been red and the vein on his temple would be pulsing.

"Lorena…hmm, your maker Lorena?" I asked with a smirk. He bit down another accusation and smiled suddenly in triumph.

"It's sad you have to sink to such a low level… Sookie will never be yours. She finds you disgusting and cruel. And she loves ME," he said, smirked one last time, and turned away.

I will kill him one day, of that I am sure; he will be dying very, very slowly. And after I end him I will relax with my Sookie. Because she will be mine one day – that joke of a vampire stands no chance against me!

I admit that when Sookie found out about her friend, Mr. Reynolds, it was an unwelcome surprise. I'd planned to release him the next night but her attack ruined my plans. I have already started to drag him to my side, though. Soon, he will be my biggest fan. I am nothing if not patient.

My maker landed in the front of the house. I saw Compton glowering and after a moment I understood why – Sookie was with Godric. Well, how about that! My maker walked into the room with the object of my obsession, carrying her across his chest. He was shirtless and Sookie was wearing his clothes. I clenched my hands seeing bruises raising on her forearm and her jaw. Sookie had been assaulted and I prayed to my Old gods that she had not been damaged. Her cheeks were flushed though, and smiling brightly, waving her legs slowly, clearly having fun.

"You are fast, strong, and you can fly… You are basically Superman. Just without the tights , for that – God bless you for wearing gi pants!" she giggled and to my surprise, my always composed maker, laughed at that as well. What is this woman doing to vampires?

"Interesting comparison, but instead shouldn't I be Supervampire?" asked Godric playfully.

"Master," I greeted him with a bow, the other vampires mumble 'sheriff' and follow my lead. Except fucking Compton, who only nodded his head pissily. Godric greeted us as well and set Sookie slowly on the floor. She thanked him with a smile I was secretly envious of. What had happened over the last few hours?

"Sheriff…" Isabel was standing next to Godric watching him carefully. "Where's Hugo?"I noticed her voice was a little unsure. My maker nodded shortly to me and pushed Sookie lightly in my direction. Well, well, well…she walked closer and sent me a very sad look. Something was telling me that Godric has some bad news for Isabel.

"Come with me, Isabel," he said and went to his office. Isabel followed him with a grim expression. I glanced at Sookie, asking her silently about the whole situation.

"He was a traitor. He left me in their basement," she explained. That was the rub – did Isabel know? I was about to ask Sookie how she and my maker left the church, but fucking Compton, as always, had to get in my way.

"Sookeh!" I noticed my little telepath frowned slightly and didn't throw herself at this worm as she normally would. Interesting.

"Bheel," she said and I realized she was mocking him. Compton clearly didn't catch on, because he started rubbing her arms. I definitely caught that Sookie tensed a little.

"I was so worried, darlin'…" he whispered and glanced at me. I am killing the fucker. To my and Bill's shock Sookie snorted in an un-ladylike manner and rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh, I bet you were… You were there by my side the very second I needed you."

"Sookie, look…"

"Not now! I was almost raped and killed. I don't wanna listen to your lies!" she spat, pushed Bill's hands away from her arms and walked away. She stopped mid-step and turned to me; I was stunned. "Oh, Eric, and thank you," she told me sweetly. Too sweetly.

"For what?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Exactly - for freakin' nothing!" she hissed. "That was the last time I help you!"

With this last word she marched away with her nose high in the air. I was a little paralyzed. Normally, I would scoff at Bill, but I had been scolded as well. I heard a snort and saw Stan choking on his blood. He was grinning.

"Damn, tha' lady has fire. I like tha'!" he told me with a strong Texas drawl.

I smirked - I have to admit that I like such fire as well; such vixens are the best in bed. Bill clearly wasn't a fan. He was now walking after Sookie, who meanwhile sat down at the big, white couch and was fixing her skirt.

"Sookie, what is wrong with you?" he hissed at her. I tensed a little seeing him hold her arm. Hard. My little Spitfire looked at that and squinted.

"Get your hands off me," she warned him quietly.

"You are mine."

"Under what law?" she asked with fury. She jerked her arm from his grip. More and more vampires were watching this little scene. If Bill acts as stupid as he usually does, Sookie will deny his claim over her. I hid my predatory smile – and then she will be mine.

"I feed from you, you have had my blood. I protect you. By vampire law you are mine!"

"Oh…" she mimed the face of a dumb blonde. I noticed Godric walking out of his office with a sad Isabel. He was watching Sookie with an expressionless face, but our bond told me he was… proud? "You protect me, like the night you watched the Rattrays beat me half to death just so you could pour your blood into me?" she asked with venom.

Well, that was a serious accusation, but one look at Bill's face and I knew Sookie had hit home. This fucker really did this! I heard some soft growling – I realized it was my own growl reverberating from my chest. Godric shot me a warning glance and shook his head gently.

"Sookie, I don't know who told you such lies, but…"

"My own deduction, you see – I had a lot of free time while I was trapped in the cage in the Fellowship basement. I analyzed a few things – the fact you were trying to glamour me the second I put my eyes on you, how the Rats overpowered you with a thin chain, you being late the next night… You claim my blood smells so strongly, and what? You weren't able to smell it, when I lay in the freaking pool of my blood! My Gran died because I was dating you…" Sookie wasn't quiet anymore – with every word her voice got louder and louder.

Bill started to realize that everyone was watching him and that Sookie is going to reject his claim any second. It was pure desperation when he took hold of her arms and yanked her from the couch. She screamed softly and my beast roared with rage. I was next to them in a second, but my maker beat me. He already had iron grip around Bill's neck.

"Release her, now," he told Bill calmly but with deadly authority. "In this nest we treat humans with respect Mr. Compton. Using violence against them is punished."

"She is mine. I can do with her as I wish."

Anyone who breathed held that breath and vampires froze. Despite Godric's gentle demeanor, no one ever ignored his orders. And definitely did not question the rules in his home. As far as Bill was concerned…any chances he could have had with Sookie were gone now – I don't know her very well (yet!), but even I know that she will see such statement as a threat. And a threat it was. Fuck our rules; I am not going let Compton take her anywhere alone now. There is no fucking chance he is going to punish her, not when I'm anywhere close.

Godric looked at her, asking Sookie a silent question. It looked like they were having a strange, silent conversation. She raised her head higher.

"I am no longer his," she said with a strong, even voice.

Oh, the trip to Dallas ended far better than I could have ever hoped.

SPOV

I watched this asshole with hate. I was right; he did all of that to me! For a second I thought there was a pity in Godric eyes, but it was gone really fast. He's clearly a master of the poker face.

"I have to ask you to leave my home, Mr. Compton… Better yet, leave my area."

I saw my ex-boyfriend gritting his teeth. He was still holding my arms really hard and it was quite painful. I gave Godric a pleading gaze and noticed his hand clenched Bill's neck tighter.

"Release her," he repeated and truly – he doesn't seem to be a person that has to repeat himself often. Finally, with the last hateful look in my direction, Bill took his hands away from me. There are going to be some spectacular bruises, I am sure.

"You should be ashamed of yourself," Godric scolded him coldly. "I am in debt to this human." I saw him look around the nest and that statement made some vampires watch me a little surprised, some gave me a soft smile. "You treated her poorly and dare to ignore my orders. Why?"

"I told you, she is mine," hissed Bill. What did I see in him? Was he always so… stupid?

"Not anymore." I saw triumph in Godric's eyes when he leaned closer to Bill. "Stan, escort him from our nest. Feel free to show Mr. Compton our… Texas hospitality."

Stan, the giant Texan wearing a cowboy hat, smiled like a child on Christmas morning.

"Yes, sheriff!" He vamped to Bill, took a hold of the nape of his neck and dragged him from the room. Well, that was fast. I jumped a little hearing a loud crash outside – I have a feeling that Stan is enjoying himself.

"Everyone, as you were," Godric spoke softly, sitting on the white, modern chair. I sighed with relief sitting back on the couch. "You did a good thing," he praised me quietly. I nodded a short thanks and pondered the situation. I wasn't left alone for too long, because my 'second favorite' vampire walked up to Godric. Eric was observing me so attentively that I was surprised his eyes didn't burn a hole in my forehead.

"Master."

He knelt at Godric's feet and started to talk to him in a hushed voice. Although, even full volume would make no difference – they were using some foreign language. I glanced at them from time to time, but both their faces were pretty much expressionless. Freaking vampires. A few times Eric turned my way, raising his goddamn eyebrow or smirking a little. It gave me the creeps.

When I noticed Isabel walking my way it brought a genuine smile to my lips. Yesterday, she seemed very nice and polite. I was really sorry that Hugo betrayed her this way. She stood before me with a maternal smile – stupid comparison, because she looks like a woman my age, but there was just something warm in her.

"May I?" she asked politely pointing to the couch.

"Of course!" I was only happy to make her some space and chat.

"You made quite an impression."

I blushed furiously.

"Sorry", I mumbled. "I was trying to be quiet and didn't mean to make a scene…"

"Oh, girl, you should have punched him in the balls." Isabel snorted. "You are surprisingly even-tempered for a human. But I mean…Godric said he owes you. And that means that every vampire here owes you as well."

"Well… I really did nothing…" I trailed off, realizing that Isabel and I are probably seeing saving Godric in different ways. "Anyone would do the same thing in my shoes," I admitted, somehow hesitantly. She was watching me carefully.

"You are an interesting human."

"Thanks?" I gulped. She looked abstracted. "Sorry…" I whispered finally. Isabel turned to me in question. "For Hugo," I added.

She smiled sadly. "I am ashamed that I didn't notice. But I am more ashamed that I wouldn't be able to kill him, even now."

"That's good."

"You think?"

"Mhm, there's a bigger chance you won't eat me either if I piss you off..."

She looked at me absolutely stunned. I was trying to stay serious, but eventually I started to giggle. Isabel was smiling and shaking her head.

"You are definitely an interesting human."

"Having fun, ladies?" I become serious immediately and glared at Eric, who was standing there with his trademark grin. How I hate that sexy smirk!

"We were, but you just spoiled it," I spat at him. Isabel was clearly fighting with laughter. Eric lost his smug expression for a moment but it was back at full force after second.

"Being rude, Miss Stackhouse? That's so unlike you…" he mocked me and sat his ass next to me. Annoyed, I moved closer to Isabel. Jeez, this man is a freaking gigantor and he didn't even try to… compress himself. His legs were pushing on my thighs and he put an arm behind me on the back of the couch.

To my untold regret, Isabel stood up smiling at me in the way that clearly said 'you are alone in this one' and walked away. I scowled at Eric.

"I was having a very nice conversation. Did you have to spoil it?" I asked, squinting. He was still smirking.

"You can have a nice conversation with me," he offered.

"Thank you, I'll stay quiet."

He chuckled at me. "You are so entertaining, Sookie. It's good you are not Bill's anymore."

I glared at him again.

"I know what you're fishing for. The fact that I'm not with Bill doesn't mean I'm going to be with you," I added with venom. I hope he's enlightened now, and just leaves me alone.

"If only it was so simple…but you are a really sweet morsel." He leaned closer to me and took a long sniff of air. He even closed his eyes for a moment, seeming almost lost in that sensation. Do I really smell that good? "Vampires will be very interested in…gaining your attention. Some might just take you without asking for permission."

He said it calmly, but his words hit home. I instantly remembered The Disco Trio. Yes, they wouldn't have asked for my permission. The only thing that saved me that day was Bill telling them I am his. The same fear made me tell everyone at Fangtasia that I belonged to that damn liar and manipulator. Freaking Eric Northman was right, but I was too stubborn to admit it.

"Vampires have been around for years and I have been doing fine."

"Until Bill Compton dragged you from your little Bon Temps and presented you to my world. Don't be naïve – your problems won't disappear just because you ask them to."

"So what, I should become 'yours'?" I spat the last word like a curse.

"That's your best option," he said smugly.

"Actually…" We both turned to Godric who appeared by my side. "Her best option is to become ours."

Wait, what?!


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