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Chapter Ten

Rescuing The Love

Eric POV

I wasn't sure if I wanted Sookie to see my weapons but I didn't have much Choice when she stood with her arms crossed waiting for me to get everything ready. It wasn't the most appropriate activity for a couple but now she knew the whole truth and I was sure to convince her to let me take care of everything would be impossible. She was determined to find her grandmother and staying at home waiting for news was not an option for Sookie.

"I'll tell you again; you don't have to be here, Sookie. I promise you that I'll take care of everything and tomorrow morning, your grandmother will be at home with you and all this shit will be over."

"No." She replied firmly. "They took someone I love from me and I won't sit around doing nothing at all."

"Why are you so stubborn?" I asked her sighing. "This world is not for you and I don't want to see you involved in trouble."

"I'm already in trouble, Eric!" she yelled at me and then sat in the same chair where I sat that first night when I met her, watching her sleep. "My Gran has been kidnapped and you're a professional killer so there's really not much more can surprise me."

"I'm afraid you're mistaken." I said standing in front of her. "There's something I haven't told you and you're not going to like it."

"What? Eric, my life is a nightmare now; I've got more problems than I can solve so it can't be much worse."

"They told me to kill your brother." Sookie got paler and motionless. Damn, I needed to learn to say thing differently. "Sorry, I shouldn't be so rude but there's no time to lose and I needed to tell you the whole truth. The man I work for is called Russell Edgington and he's an ex-professional killer; he's retired now but he was the one who taught me everything I know until I became the best. There's a man, Stan Davis, who's not happy with your brother's gambling debts and it was him who called Russell and hired me." Sookie was glaring at me and shaking her head. "Sookie…"

"Are you going to kill my brother?" she asked me worried and with tears in her eyes.

"No! Of course not. Listen, things have changed a lot since I met you and I don't want to be that man anymore, do you understand me?" I knelt before her and took her hands in mine. "I love you and I won't let my job come between us. I already told you, when I'm done with this…it's over. I'm out." Sookie was looking down at me like a stranger and I hated the feeling. "When I've taken care of people who have done this, we'll be together, you and I, like two normal people, okay?" Sookie nodded and I was surprised she did.

"Give me a gun."

"What?"

"Give me a fucking gun, Eric. I'll go with you wherever you go so I'm not going to go unarmed."

"You know how to shoot?"

"My brother Jason taught me when he left the house. There are rifles in my house, they were from my dad and my grandfather, and Jason wanted us to be protected so he taught me how to shoot when I was a teen." Sookie didn't stop surprising me and thinking of her with a gun in her hand was the sexiest and horrible thing I could imagine. "So I'll need a gun."

"Are you sure? I…I can take care of everything and it would probably be best to use a rifle to…"

"I know, to kill them. I agree but I'd feel safer if you gave me a gun…"

"Okay…let me seen…" I had all my guns on the bed and looked for until I found a revolver. "Alright. This is the revolver with less recoil I have and it's easy to use so I think it's the best for you. You need to take the safe off to shoot and pick it up tight, okay?"

"Yes."

"Okay, so we have everything but I need to show you something, all right?" Sookie nodded but said nothing. "This is the dossier Russell sent me about your brother," I showed her on the screen of my laptop and I saw she was reading some things. "Why are you showing me this?"

"Because I want you to know that this is the last time you'll see it," I pressed the button and erased all date, leaving the screen saver with a picture of both of us taken during the last week. "I like that picture." Sookie whispered while her fingers intertwined with mine slightly. "We gotta go." I nodded and grabbed my bag where the guns were and we left the hotel and got in my car.

"Where are we going?"

"I found a trail in your house when I was there; I've followed it and led me to an address in Shreveport but when I got to the store I found some papers about renting an old farmhouse in Bon Temps, far enough away so no one hear anything." It was almost dark so there was not much traffic. I drove under the speed limit 'cause we didn't want to attract attention; the last thing we needed was a police car stopped us with an arsenal in the trunk.

"When we get there…what will we do?" Sookie was much more receptive although we were just talking about rescuing her grandmother and the kill the bad boys so I hadn't high hopes that she would like to see me after the whole battle. "We come in and shoot at anything that moves?"

I couldn't help chuckling slightly when I heard her. "No, that wouldn't be a very good idea, Sookie. First we need to study the situation, see what's going on and if it's safe or not to enter."

"But we need to come in, Eric! Those people have my Gran and we can't…" I placed my hand on her knee and she automatically put her hand over mine. "I'm sorry," she said sobbing. "I'm nervous and scared and I can't focus. You're right, you're the professional here so I'll listen to you." It was the second time she had called me "the professional" but this time she didn't say it as if were a bad thing.

"We'll park far enough away to observe the situation and I'll go first. I want you to stay in the car…" Sookie started objecting but closed her mouth. "No, Sookie. I want you to listen to me because I won't repeat it. You'll stay in this car and do it because otherwise I'll chain you to the wheel and lock you up until I've finished, okay?" I hated to give her orders but it was dangerous and I wasn't going to take any risks. "I'll call you to your cell when I'm close to the house and tell you if it is safe for you to come or not. I'll know if you're lying to me if you're not in the car so DO NOT TRY."

"Yes, Sir."

"Hey, I just want to be sure you're going to be fine. These people is dangerous and won't hesitate to hurt you if they see you, do you understand? They're ruthless and kidnapped an elderly woman so I'll handle this." The rest of the trip was calm. Sookie said no more and when we got to the place that I had tracked before I got out the car and opened the trunk to get my bag. "I'm going to go close," I gave her the gun and looked into her eyes. "Stay in the car and if you see someone approaching…"

"I'll shoot."

"No. Turn on the car and you drive as fast as possible."

"Eric, I won't leave you here."

"Yes, you will." I said firmly and without doubt. "You will, turn on the car; you drive as fast as possible and go home." Sookie nodded reluctantly. "What will you do if there are problems?"

"I turn on the car, drive as fast as possible and go home." She repeated obediently. "That's my girl." I kissed her forehead sweetly and left. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Eric, so get back to me."

"I will."

I ran away from the car in the darkness to get as close as possible to the farm. The lights were off except in one room, where I could see a dim light and people's shadows moving from one place to another. I decided to stop and look through the binoculars.

I studied the room back and forth but couldn't see Adele. She'd probably be in another dark room and terrified. Someone had planned this very well, too well.

I looked into the lighted room again and then I saw it.

"Fucking Compton."

If I didn't enough reasons to beat him, I wanted to kill him now and it was what I had planned to do. Not only had he tried to attack Sookie, also harassed her at her own job and he had kidnapped her grandmother now. I didn't understand he was so obsessed with a woman who wasn't even looking at him but I was sure any man would lose his head for my Sookie.

Compton was nervous and didn't stop walking around the room while was talking on his cell phone. He was planning something and I was sure it was something big so he had to act carefully. When he hung up his cell and put it into his pocket I saw someone else coming to him; it was a woman, brunette and tall. They were talking but obviously she was quieter than Compton. I was sure the idea of kidnapping wasn't his because he was too nervous and that was something would act against you at any moment. She seemed to be the mastermind of all was going on and although my rule was, neither women nor children, I would kill that bitch for making my Sookie suffer.

"I'll shoot you between your eyes, bitch." I muttered to myself as I continued watching into the room. I still couldn't see Adele but was sure she was in the house. Bill Compton knew the area and had searched the farthest place to kidnap a person; far enough away so no one heard a sound or the police saw that someone had illegally occupied the property.

Bill was sweating, I could even see his forehead shining under the light despite the cold, and was arguing heated with the woman. He was scared, I could see it in his eyes, and was unable to control himself. If someone had planned this, it wasn't Bill Compton. Perhaps the woman did but I didn't believe she knew Sookie so it really made no sense.

"Fuck me…" I whispered angry and worried at the same time when I saw a third person.

Alcide Herveaux.

Alcide and I had been together in the army but we were never good friends; he was a cocky jerk incapable of working like a team and was expelled from it when two men were killed in an ambush. Then he began to work on his own career as a professional killer and now…was he in Bon Temps? It was him who kidnapped Sookie's grandmother? Why?

Everything made sense now; if someone had planned this was Alcide Herveaux.

"Fuck!"

I left there to the car and when I got it I saw Sookie wasn't around. "Shit! Sookie, where are you? Sookie, dammit!" Yes, leave her in the car with the keys and a gun was not a good idea but at least I hoped she would listen to me; it was delirious, that woman was a stubborn and decided to take the initiative. "Sookie…" I groaned and started looking for her. Why could she never listen to me when something was really important? Sookie was going to get killed and I would be the only responsible.

Sookie POV

I wanted to slap him when he ordered me to stay in the car without moving while he was acting like the hero. It was my Gran who had been kidnapped and the idea of sitting around doing nothing was not exactly what I had in mind. Eric had left me with the car keys and a gun and though I promised him that I would stay there, I waited until he was gone and got out the car without making noise. I left the keys in the engine and grabbed the gun tightly.

Everything was too dark to see anything but turn on a flashlight would have been a terrible idea; I didn't want anyone to catch me so I decided to walk slowly while was looking down around me to not fall on my face thanks to the roots.

The only light I could see was in a house in the distance; it was too far away to see anything and then I regretted not having taken the binoculars Eric had kept in the trunk. I couldn't hear anything, no voices, music or TV, nothing at all. If Eric was right and my Gran was in that house…God, I couldn't even think about how scared she should be. I had to save her, entering the house without being seen and take her out of there. She had cared for me all my life and was the least I could do.

Suddenly tears began to flood my eyes but I blinked rapidly to restrain them. I had to be strong and concentrated. I'd have time enough to mourn after all this but I needed to think clearly and let my emotions aside for the moment.

I knew Eric would be mad at me when he returned to the car and I wasn't there but…what else could I do? It was my Gran and that was reason enough for me to run to a house full of professional killers who wouldn't doubt a second to get me a bullet between my eyes.

I kept walking and walking and I was beginning to doubt whether I was doing it in circles 'cause it seemed that I couldn't get close enough to the house but then I heard voices. A man and a woman. The man's voice sounded familiar to me but couldn't recognize it. He was nervous, like he knew something was going wrong but she…her voice was cold as ice.

"Stop fucking at me, everything's going perfectly." The woman said as she walked away from him and I could hear the click of her heels on the floor. What kind of woman, even a professional, was wearing high heels during a kidnapping?

"Perfectly?" asked the desperate male voice. "We've kidnapped an elderly woman and she may be dead. What if she had a heart attack or something? This has been crazy and I don't even think it's going to be worthwhile. If I agreed to do this was for a reason but she hasn't even doubted of that asshole of Eric Northman. She trusts him and that's a problem for us." That man knew Eric? For a second I could see the woman; tall, brunette, well-dressed but couldn't see the man. "We're screwed!"

"Shut the fuck up, Compton!" Compton? Like Bill Compton? Had he kidnapped my Gran? I couldn't breathe and my eyes were again filling with tears. Why had he done that? I knew he was a psycho but I always thought he only limited to harassing me or something but…kidnap my Gran? "We'll wait to Herveaux to come and then we get ready." Ready for what? What had they planned to my Gran? Who was Herveaux?

I gathered the strength to get off the ground and breathed deeply before starting to walk again. I was nervous, terrified and suddenly the idea of staying in the car and wait for Eric to come back was much more appealing than to stay in the dark woods looking at a house full of lunatics who had kidnapped my grandmother.

"Sookie had to run away from Eric when she found out about Jason but she didn't, why?" Bill asked the woman. "I personally took care of Northman accepted Jason Stackhouse's work, I even had to beg that asshole of Stan Davis but now everything's going to hell." I had to focus; Bill was not only obsessed with me, he had kidnapped my Gran and also arranged someone to ensure that Eric killed my brother. But I would have found out over time…or not? Suddenly sickness invaded me and I had to breathe slowly and deeply again to contain the urge to throw up.

I grabbed tightly the gun and walked towards the house but someone grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth before I noticed.

Oh God…that was my end.

I hate Bill Compton but just in this story. Can't wait to see the new chapter of True Blood but I really like more Eric/Sookie relationship than Bill/Sooki. He's really boring so...I love Eric, he's the bad boy and he has no memory now so...it's perfect.

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