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Chapter 8

The Doctor Will See You Now

GPOV

I needed a moment to get a grip over Sookie's decision and what that meant to all three of us.

She agreed to my proposition. She wanted our blood. She wanted to be ours. She would be our responsibility and maybe, if we play it smart, she will be our companion.

Eric's emotions were showing his self-satisfaction, contentment and almost blinding feeling of triumph. His feelings were understandable though. My child has been 'hunting' Sookie for some time now. I felt how fascinated he finds her, how alluring and desirable. I was interested too, yet there wasn't this slightly maniacal edge in my fascination. I knew my child well enough to be aware that when he does have Sookie Stackhouse, he won't easily let her go. When Eric finds someone, feels for someone, he is doing it with everything he's got.

"I heard what the doctor told you, Godric." Sookie's voice interrupted my scrutiny and I focused my attention on her.

"A few more inches to the right and I would have been dead. Without Eric's blood to stop the bleeding, I would have been dead too." She took a deep intake of breath, bracing herself to continue.

"I keep thinking, why cannot I have one uneventful night? I was really enjoying my dinner with Eric…" Sookie glanced at my child who was positively beaming, all smug and happy. "But no, the bad fate hanging over my head struck again. So many restaurants in Dallas, so many humans going out with vampires and, of course, it was me who Fellowship attacked!" There was anger in her voice now and I could understand her fury. She really had had bad luck. "With my current record of assaults, if the trend will remain, I will not survive to my thirtirth birthday… Unless I have someone who will look after me like Eric did earlier, like you did in that basement."

The anger in her voice disappeared and was replaced by resignation. She was upset and overwhelmed with a feeling of being hunted this way or another. It was making me angry and Eric growled quietly in unison with me.

"I will take care of the shooter, you don't have to worry." he promised grimly and almost ceremonially but Sookie shook her head. I watched fascinated. It was like she was reaching for my child and he was coming closer to her, taking her outstretched hand and watching her with a slightly annoyed expression. He was annoyed because he knew what Sookie would say in a moment, just like I knew. She will surely try to dissuade him from such an idea.

"I don't want you to hunt them, there is really no point. I'm happy that you didn't hurt that hostess, but…" Sookie started slowly but my child interrupted her firmly.

"Stop it right there!" Eric hissed and glared at her. I sat down on the other side of Sookie, watching how their little quarrel would end. "She was an idiot who allowed another moron to fool her. Said moron though, was acting out of sheer hatred, hatred that was directed at you. I will not have anyone threatening you and then just walking away without facing the consequences."

Eric's speech, even though he was right, made Sookie's eyebrows arch. She was getting annoyed too.

"I will not have people dying because of me!" she said with power and something in me snapped at this.

"No one will die because of you. If someone does die, it will be because of his own actions," I told her with power. Both Eric and Sookie looked at me in astonishment but I had something to say and I wasn't finished yet. "You are a good person, Sookie. I know you don't hurt others, you are forgiving, maybe even too forgiving. I can admire it but I cannot allow your good heart to lead you to your death. You don't have to kill, torture or imprison anyone. Ever." I couldn't miss the feeling of pride that Eric sent through our bond. "Eric and I, we are willing to do it. Allow it to be a burden on our consciences. The second you drink our blood, you will become ours. "

"No, I…" Sookie started but I growled gently and she froze. She was watching me, the shock visible on her face and I was thanking heavens that there was no fear there.

"I am ready to do it. If that's the price I have to pay for protecting someone as good as you, I can get rid of a few bad vampires and humans. You heard that Eric hasn't killed that hostess. We are not monsters but we are not saints either." I finished and closed my eyes.

Finally, all of the emotions from the night took hold over me. Only now I realized how scared I was at seeing Sookie bleeding out. I was also ashamed that I wanted to wean Eric away from going after that hostess. Our telepath's life was almost taken by a stupid act of intolerance. Fellowship of the Sun was full of vipers and killers. I could survive if they came after me. Vampires can protect themselves but attacking innocent people like Sookie, only because of whom they are or whom they associate with was evil - plain and simple.

I was also a little ashamed that I had lost my cool in front of Sookie. She shouldn't see me angry or, even worse, truly furious. I didn't easily lose my cool but when I did, it was very unpleasant to see. I owed her honesty though. If she agrees to be ours, there will be some violence in her life. She might see me getting angry, she will surely see us fighting and killing. It might be worrisome for her but there will be no lies and secrets like there had been with Bill Compton. She will either be with us, with all our flaws or without us.

"But you said earlier in that basement that you want to atone for your sins. I can expect you to kill someone. Not because of…" Again, Eric and I growled and Sookie raised her hands. "Fine! For me. What's the difference?"

"Lover," my child sighed quietly taking hold of Sookie's chin and raising her head to meet his eyes. "Would you protect someone innocent? If you saw someone being…" He was taking a moment to find the right word.

"Mugged?" I suggested and he gladly accepted it.

"For example, mugged, yes. Wouldn't you go and help that person?"

Sookie opened and closed her mouth. "Yes, I would but I don't see how it can apply to me?"

"You are the mugged person," I offered. "You will be attacked again and again, even though you haven't hurt any others in your life. Bill Compton drugged you into our world and our supernatural world has its own rules. If we son't make an example, if we don't show others that no one can hurt you and remain unpunished, there will be always be someone else who would like to take you and use you for your abilities." Sookie paled slightly and I'm sure that she was scared as well. As I said earlier, I will not hide the truth from her. "If you want to consider taking our blood, we will wait…" I offered slowly and Eric kicked me through our bond. It actually gave me a small physical pain in the back of my head.

"Godric, Sookie needs blood. She's injured." Eric told me and he was really agitated.

"Well, I'm not so bad…" murmured Sookie but suddenly she froze. She was watching the hand of her injured arm with a deep frown. "Oh God!"

She looked back at us and I saw panic on her face. Me and my son were instantly on the alert. "I need a doctor," she said simply and before her sentence had ended Eric was outside.

"The doctor will be here in a moment." I told her with sympathy. "Eric will fetch him for you."

"I'm not sure how to understand 'fetching'…" Sookie mumbled, worrying her lower lip.

"What's wrong?" I asked, watching her carefully. Her wound hadn't started bleeding again and the hand she was watching so carefully was immobile. And maybe that was the problem. A moment later I heard something akin to huffing and Eric emerged with the red haired doctor, Patrick , dragging him by the collar of his shirt.

"Outrage!" said the doctor with a strong Irish accent. "Stop draggin' me like a sack o' potatoes!"

"Walk faster then," Eric snarled, letting go of Patrick who stood up straight and fixed his white coat and glaring at Eric while trying to look intimidating. My son growled at him once and the man turned back to Sookie fast.

"Well, now that I am here," His statement was underlined with a sharp look in Eric's direction. "How can I help you?"

"I apologize for Eric, Doctor." Our little telepath apologized but Patrick only waved his hand dismissively. "I…" She cleared her throat, looking very worried. "I can't really move my fingers," she told him finally and there was a salty smell in the air. Tears. How I hate Sookie's tears.

"Yeah Doll, you sure can't… But all we can do is to send you to rehabilitation to fix it. A bullet did some serious damages in your neural plexus and…" began Doctor Patrick.

"How much blood does my lover have to drink to fix it?" asked Eric and Patrick turned to him, his eyes throwing daggers. Eric was a perfect example of how you shouldn't try to make friends. He could even give lessons.

"Eric…" I warned him softly but my child only rolled his eyes.

"That's ridiculous! Sookie is suffering, her arm is nerveless and we are discussing other options while there is one…" he turned to Sookie. "… that will surely help her. Let's not be absurd. Sookie, I will tell you this once." Eric moved closer to her and looked right in her eyes. "Without us you will die."

Our telepath gulped, her fear perfectly visible. I sent my displeasure through our bond but Eric ignored me completely. "I know…" said Sookie quietly and silent tears escaped her eyes and fell down her cheeks.

Patrick patted my arm and mouthed "Few sips" before heading silently outside. I couldn't blame him for a willingness to escape.

When Sookie started to cry, my child's bravado vanished. He cursed under his breath. "I'm sor…" he started to say but Sookie's uninjured arm jumped and covered his mouth.

"Don't apologize because you don't have to. You're right. I will take your blood if you are still willing to give it. I understand if you don't because I'm so bipolar. I really…" She was rumbling horribly and Eric rolled his eyes because Sookie finished her tirade and he had her in his arms bridal style. "Whoa! Put me down, Eric! My legs are fine!"

"Shut up, woman. You are giving me a headache."

Eric winked at me when he passed by me and I chuckled. Leave it to Eric to defuse a tension.

"You can't get a headache. Where are we going?"

I collected Sookie's things and followed them to the corridor. "Well lover, to some cozy room of course. We will need it when you go crazy with lust." he joked or partially joked. Sookie will be very aroused after taking our blood. I had no doubt that my child will not use that situation to his own advantage though. What kind of conquest would that be?

"Oh, hell no! We will not do anything…" spat back Sookie.

"You'll see, lover."

"I'm not your lover!"

"Yet!" laughed Eric and the next moment he groaned. There was no doubt that our Sookie had punched him for all this teasing.

"Our Sookie" sounded good!

EPOV

Sookie was suspiciously quiet when we were driving to Godric's house. She was no doubt nervous and worried.

"Lover?" She turned to me with a startled look. "I was joking, I hope you know it? We will not take advantage of you."

Sookie smiled gently, the gratitude visible on her face. "Yes, something was telling me that you are not that kind of man."

I smiled broadly. "Of course not. There is no need to prey on your moment of weakness. You will come to me of your own free will," I stated simply and my little Sookie huffed with annoyance.

"Forgive my child, Sookie," said Godric from the front seat. He sounded sincerely apologetic but our bond was telling me that he was on the verge of laughing. "He takes too much liking to teasing people around him."

"I've noticed," murmured Sookie and she gave me a dirty look. I couldn't resist and I winked at her.

The last part of our drive was quiet and I was pondering on Mister Clint Perpall.

He had to be taken care of as soon as possible. I had his home and work addresses thanks to the courtesy of Karen. Of course, I could let him feel safe for a few days to lull him into a false sense of security but that wasn't an option. First and more important, he shot Sookie. He could have killed her and it singled him out as a bad and soon to be dead person. Second, he could contact the Fellowship and they might hide him somewhere. Which led us back to the first reason – the man who attacked Sookie cannot remain alive.

When we stopped, I allowed Godric to take Sookie outside. Just like with me, she argued with him that her legs were working just fine. Silly woman. She had finally agreed to be ours and that would change a few things.

Since the moment I had laid my eyes on her and Bill Compton, I had known that he was not good enough for her. The younger vampire had been possessive and at the same time he had been giving Sookie absolutely no reason to desire him. He had simply poured his blood into her and had stayed with it. Meanwhile, Sookie should have been cherished and spoiled. She was one of a kind and without a permanent bond, she was free to withdraw from a vampire's claim and move forward with another vampire who would offer her something better. She will not have such an option with us, there will be nothing others will have to offer her. We will give her everything.

Godric led Sookie downstairs to the basement where his rooms were.

"Why are we here?" asked Sookie looking around.

"Bugs," he explained simply. "Sharing blood is a private moment, it's not for Fellowship's ears."

The telepath's eyes widened slightly and she nodded hesitantly. She was very nervous when Godric sat her on the bed. I could have easily caught onto her self-consciousness.

"So?" she asked blowing a long swish of air. "How…" she waved her good hand looking for some support.

Godric glanced at me and whispered so low and fast that Sookie had no chance to hear him.

"Would you like to go first?"

"No. It will be better if she takes only your blood tonight. We shall not overwhelm her," I answered the same way and my maker nodded his understanding.

"You have known her longer…" he started slowly but I shook my head more firmly. That was true. I had known Sookie longer and that's exactly why I wanted to wait a little more. I had desired her for so long and so badly that I wished her to take my blood for the sole purpose of creating a tie, not to heal her injuries. Godric could sense it and I knew that he found it acceptable.

"Excuse me," Sookie told us firmly. When we turned to her, she was glaring at us. "Are you two having some strange conversation?"

"I apologize," said Godric simply, sitting next to her. "We thought it might be better if you take only my blood tonight. We don't want to confuse you."

Something akin to disappointment appeared on her face for a short moment and the beast inside me roared with satisfaction. Sookie would like to drink my blood.

"Oh, okay," she reflected really fast and sat up straighter. "So?" She was watching Godric expectedly and my maker smiled at her in an assuring way.

"I have to warn you," I said quietly, sneaking up behind her and embracing her in the middle. If it was surprise to her, she hadn't shown it. I leaned closer to her ear, gently nibbling at it. "It's nothing like Compton's blood. It's old, it's potent, it's crushing."

"Don't be afraid," Godric told her with another small smile. I was sensing his slight nervousness, too. "You are the third person that I have ever shared my blood with. The first human though. I'm excited by it." With this statement, my maker's fangs ran down and Sookie gasped when he bit down into his own wrist without a hint of wavering.

"Drink." I ordered her softly. "The wound will heal very quickly."

Sookie nodded and took Godric's hand. I noticed a small shaking of her body but she didn't linger and her mouth covered the wound. I moaned in unison with my maker. Donating blood is very arousing for a vampire when the act was voluntary. What they were doing, like Hell, it was voluntary and I felt myself getting harder when I sensed Godric's pleasure and heard Sookie's gentle moaning.

Our telepath took three small sips before the wound was healed. She leaned on me, turning her head aside and baring her neck to both of us. Sookie did it unconsciously but it was like open invitation. I moved to her and licked her neck starting from her injured collarbone to her ear. I could sense the blood pumping though her veins, I could almost taste it. My hands moved slowly over her belly and closed on her breasts. I squeezed them gently, inhaling the smell of her arousal.

Sookie's eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily, her backs rubbing on me. I growled with satisfaction when I felt her hand moving over my knee and next over my thigh. I was waiting for some relief, hoping her small hand would cover my throbbing erection when suddenly I felt another hand straying on the path. I turned to glare at Godric but seeing how crazy he looked, he had stopped us for his own sanity.

"We should leave Sookie to rest," my maker told me with a torment and I slowly moved away from the object of my obsession. She covered her face with her palms, no longer having problems with moving her hand. Our blood could cause a miracle. Sookie was clearly ashamed though and I wanted to assure both me and Godric that she will be fine.

"Sookie, would you…"

"Just go!" she interrupted me hoarsely and we hadn't hesitated a moment to respect her wishes.

When we stopped in the corridor Godric leaned hard on a wall. Our bond was muted but the waves of desire and thirst were almost assaulting me.

"Master?" I questioned worriedly. After his last breakdown, perhaps such intense emotions weren't the best for him?

"I can feel her, Eric…" He turned to me, opening our bond and I almost stumbled. I felt Godric's desire, contentment, amazement and overpowering wonder. Where our connection ended, I could sense Sookie too. She felt lust, shame and something akin to relief. The last emotion was probably caused by the fact that her arm was no longer nerveless.

"I envy you," I said sincerely.

"I know but I'm sure you won't have to wait for it too long. She is fond of you, our Sookie."

"I like to think that…"

We walked at human speed outside and I looked up at the sky. I could see some stars with my vampire sight, humans probably saw only darkness. I had no time to think philosophically though.

"I have to go for the shooter." I explained but my maker surprised me by putting a hand on my back.

"No, child. We have to go."

"But you said…"

"You were right from the beginning. I'm either all out for protecting Sookie or I'm out. She deserves better than half measures."

I was feeling almost blinding satisfaction. It was like the old Godric was back with me. I was overjoyed when we flew to Perpall's house.

As we had suspected, he hadn't been hidden anywhere. When we sneaked through the back door he was on the phone. My fangs ran down when I heard what he was saying.

"… I'm sure. It should've been on TV by now. Maybe. If so, we have another bloodsucker on this world. Yes, I have a list… Of course… Yes, this time I will make sure…"

This little worm was speaking about my Sookie. Clearly, the fact that her death hadn't been broadcasted was a failure. I felt a hot fury growing in me. I would love to rip him to pieces right away. Godric nudged our bond, shaking his head gently. Right… We shouldn't draw too much attention to ourselves.

Clint threw the phone on the couch, cursing whoever he had been talking with. We waited, watching his nightly routine.

He walked to the kitchen to heat some frozen food that smelled like something overly chemical. Clint took two bottles of beer from his fridge and walked back to sit in front of his TV set.

It reminded me to make sure that I took care of Sookie's diet. Humans nowadays, despite the fact that good healthy food and drinks were easily accessible, often used products of bad quality.

I was getting tired of waiting and I nodded to Godric. The neighborhood was significantly better than the one where Karen lived. Another thing to add to this worm's list of sins – he was incapable of taking care of his woman. It was silent here at this hour of the night. I closed my eyes to focus on surrounding noises. People were asleep but in the house next to Clint's, I heard a faster heartbeat, indicating that someone there is up.

I levitated to the window and rolled my eyes when I saw a teenage boy jerking himself off. I politely knocked to warn him about my presence. The mere second when he turned back to me was enough to catch his eyes in my glamour.

"Come here," I ordered simply and the boy walked to me with his… boyhood still in his hand. I sighed. "And please, put this…" I was searching for the right word to describe the small penis that he was wielding like a sword and I once more sighed. "Just put that worm back in your pants and come here." The boy was clearly scared but did all that I asked. "What are you watching?" I asked, nodding my head in the direction of his laptop. Whatever porn he was watching was muted because I heard nothing.

The boy frowned. "Yyy… Right now?"

I raised my eyebrows. "How many movies have you watched tonight?" I asked and I was actually curious to hear his answer.

"I have a night of funny classics…" murmured the boy and I had to conceal my smile.

"Oh? Like?"

"Ya know, dude… Basics like Womb Raider, When Harry Ate Sally, Sperminator…"

I had to turn my back to him because I was on the verge of giggling. Vampires shouldn't giggle.

"… Spankenstein, Riding Miss Daisy and of course, Buffy the Vampire Layer. I can loan you that one if you promise not to eat me."

Godric only raised his eyebrows when I came back with the boy a few minutes later. "He will help us to get in." I explained and winked at the boy whose name was Jimmy.

"What do you have there?" asked my maker, pointing at my jacket pocket. I shoved the CD in deeper.

"I'll tell you later." I said simply but I knew Godric wouldn't let it go. "You know what to do, boy."

Jimmy walked closer to the door, still in a glamoured state. He knocked a few times and me and Godric moved aside to hide ourselves a little. As expected, the proud Soldier of the Sun opened the door with a gun in his hand and his gazed focused somewhere on the floor.

"What?"

"Mr. Perpall, it's me, Jimmy."

He waited a moment and then hesitantly opened the door wider. "What?" he barked again and Jimmy was starting the best performance of his life.

"I think I saw someone. I know it will sound crazy but the guy was flying." I was proud of how worried he was sounding. "It's where my friend Amy is living."

At this statement, Perpall's heart started to beat faster. "Where?" he asked and I wanted to laugh at his excitement.

He wanted to hunt a real vampire rather than the human woman? How refreshing!

Jimmy simply pointed behind him and Clint, the fool, walked outside. True, he had his gun raised but what kind of protection did he think that was?

Godric appeared in front of the man who had almost killed our Sookie and took hold of his hand which was holding the gun. I heard a sound of bones breaking but I'd covered Clint's mouth to muffle his screams. He was trying to break away from my hold but it was no use. I saw him reaching into his pocket for something, silver probably, but my maker had his other hand in a tight grip as well.

"Do you know what you did?" I whispered in his ear, pleased with the smell of fear that was evaporating from his body. "You could have killed my lover, Mr. Perpall. We have a debt to settle."


AN: I will finish it here for now. Next time some more of debt paying and Sookie. I would like to underline the fact that all titles of porn movies are real. Seriously, there is a movie called "The Sperminator".

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