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I need some ideas about names, a place to live and a new job.

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Chapter Thirteen

Don't Try To Fuck Me

Eric POV

"On your knees," I told them both when Alcide's blood began to Spreads throughout the room.

"You've killed Alcide…" Lorena said without moving. "For her? She's just a slut and you've fallen for her. What the fuck has happened to you, Northman?"

"I've said on your knees." I growled and finally got what I wanted. "You've no fucking idea what happened to me but I assure you that Sookie is the most incredible woman; she's kind, good and sweet woman in the world and I am completely in love with her and that's something neither of you will ever know. Alcide and you should've not come here for this asshole," I said pointing the gun at Bill. "He's deceived you two from the beginning and Herveaux is dead now and you'll follow him soon." I had tied their wrists but I just gagged Compton. I didn't want to hear his voice and also needed answers from Lorena without interruption. "Why were you here?"

"Do you really believe this is about Bill and that girl? Or even her brother?" Lorena chuckled and I was very confused. "Russell called us both when he heard that your little vacation had turned into something much more interesting. He was so pissed off because you had to have died before anyone had realized you were in Shreveport."

"Why?" I asked more and more pissed.

"Because…" she sighed and continued. "…you had become a danger to us all. Russell trained you personally and he knew about your stupid moral and rules about women and children and that would stand in your way at some point. That's why he wanted to eliminate you." I knew Russell's insistence on me taking a break had an ulterior motive but I never imagined it was this. "If Russell wanted to kill me he could have done it much earlier."

"He's a stupid and sentimental and thought you would change but you didn't and you're a target now. Alcide and I were in New York and he told us to go to Shreveport to find you and kill you but then we saw you with that girl and Compton was a great help for us to find you. We were all going to win something; Alcide and I our money, Compton would get the girl and Russell would get rid of you." She smiled devilishly at me and then I slapped her until she spat blood. "You are a heartless bitch." I whispered in her ear.

"You are like fucking vampires," I yelled as I walked from side to side. "How do I know you're not lying to save your own skin? You're insane, Lorena, and Alcide is already dead so I don't have to believe you."

"I am going to die, you asshole, so it really does not matter anymore." She licked her lips until there was no blood around and glared at me. "Russell was a fool to trust you. We all knew sooner or later you'd screw it up but he was too blind to see it. You were like his son. Ugh. He told me that so many times that I felt like I was going to throw up whenever I heard your name."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I knelt before her and grabbed her by her hair so she couldn't stop looking up at me. "You're a fucking psychopath who tried to kill me so…tell me the fucking truth!"

"I have." She closed her eyes and sighed but when she opened them I could see tears in them. "All this time…I've always tried to be the best…but you never notice me. Iceman, you were only concerned about the job and never had time to see that I was in love with you." I couldn't believe it; Lorena was confessing me that she loved me. What was this? I wanted to kill her but needed to know the whole truth. "I even tried to impress you when we had to work together but you accused me of being crazy."

"You ARE crazy, Lorena!" I got up quickly, not wanting to be close to her. I could only think on Sookie, return to her soon and forget everything had happened. Goodbye, Lorena." I walked few steps away from her and shot her in her head, between her eyes, as I had planned when I first saw her in the house. Her body fell to the side, eyes still open and after a few seconds, her blood mixed with Alcide's on the floor.

Bill was sweating, looking all the time to the place where they were both dead and knowing he would be the next. He was still gagged when I walked towards him and his eyes were locked with mine.

"You've already seen what I'm capable of, Compton. They killed for money but you planned everything to hurt Sookie. You're even worse than them because you were not even capable of trying to win her by yourself. Sookie would never be able to love someone like you." I ripped the tape from his mouth and the asshole screamed like a girl.

"Please…please…don't…don't kill me." He was crying and begging me not to kill him. Too late. I wanted to be a better person and killing was out of the question for it but I had to finish with the old Eric Northman. The lies had to stop because I didn't want my life with Sookie a lie. "Hey…I can call Russell and tell them…"

"No, you won't…" I placed my gun on his forehead and stopped for a few seconds. "I really hope there is a hell because that's where you are going." Bill opened his mouth again to continue begging me but I shot before and his blood spattered on my clothes. There I was, standing in a room with three dead bodies and blood all around me. I collected all the bullets and left the house but not before shooting against the gas tank and let the flames over with everything.

I walked up to Shreveport and it was the longest night of my life. I wanted to go Sookie's home and check on her but I had to leave Louisiana as soon as possible so no one suspected. I had covered all my tracks and picked up all my things from the hotel room and left.

Two weeks later I was in New York and on my way to a bank where I had a safe box in my name. I was the only person with access but that was about to change.

"Good evening, Mr. Northman." Claudine Crane was the person who took care to keep all my documents in the safe box.

"Good evening, Miss. Crane. I know it's late but I need to access to my safe box."

"Don't worry, Mr. Northman, we are always willing to help a good client like you. Please, follow me." I followed her through the same hallway that I'd been many times before going through several security measures were in an isolated room.

"You know the procedure, Mr. Northman, so I'll leave you alone."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Northman."

I waited until she left and went to the electronic panel and introduced the security code. I had memorized it years ago and nobody knew about the existence of a safe box in my name so I could relax. A compartment in the wall opened and a few seconds later I had the box in my hands.

I opened it and checked that everything was in place. Claudine was right, no one could have been able to access to it and that was just what I wanted. I took a small box with me and put it in my pocket but left the rest inside. I wasn't going to take anything more with me but I still had one more thing to do.

I wrote a letter to Sookie telling her what had happened and how much I regretted not having been in contact with her during that time. I explained her that I couldn't trust anyone else but we'd be together soon and I never leave her again. I also gave her the code to access to the safe box and asked her to come to New York to empty it and take everything with her back to Bon Temps.

I assured her that someone trustworthy would go with her all the time and I was willing to keep my word.

"You know I just trust you; it's been that way for the last ten years and I'd never let anyone else to do this."

"Of course I know," she said winking and smiling broadly at me. "You're like my fucking own brother, Eric." It was true, the feeling was mutual.

I met Pam at a club ten years ago. I tried to flirt with her, she slapped me and told me I hadn't the right equipment for her and we were great friends since then. I trusted her as my sister and could always count on her and wouldn't let Sookie go to New York with any other person than Pam.

"Her name is Sookie Stackhouse, she lives in Bon Temps, Louisiana, this is her address," I handed her a paper with the address and a picture of both of us during my holidays and she raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"She's hot."

"Pam…" I rolled my eyes because it seemed she was always thinking about the same. "She's mine so keep your hands away from her." I added smiling. "I want you to take care of her, okay?"

"I will." There was an awkward silence between us and it wasn't something usual, but I knew why she was worried about me. "You're going to do it, aren't you?" I looked at her without answering and she sighed. "You're going to kill Russell Edgington."

"I have to."

"You know," she took my hands in hers and looked into my eyes. "You don't really have to do this. I know people who could make you disappear and Russell could never find you…"

"No, that's not an option." I said shaking my head firmly.

"Why not?" she asked, yelling at me. "Eric, you're a stubborn. Russell Edgington is a powerful man with many people working for him so you can't simply go to his house and…do you even have a plan? Or you're just thinking to go there and shoot him?" Pam started to walk back and forth glaring at me. "If you're really in love with Sookie… you wouldn't do this."

"I'm doing it for her, for us and for a normal life. I don't want to be Eric Northman, professional killer anymore. I want to be Eric Northman, don't you understand?" I got up off the couch and I was before of her with my hands over her shoulders. "Pam, I need to go back to Sookie and the only way is by eliminating Russell Edgington." I was determined to and although Pam refused to accept it, deep down she knew it was what I had to do.

"You'll get yourself killed by Russell, or one of his men."

"He'll never get a chance."

Russell had been like a father to me and taught me to be the best but at some point the student had to overcome the teacher and my time had come. Russell had planned to kill me and I was going to return him the favour now.

"The tickets are on the table. Go to Bon Temps as fast as you can." I kissed her forehead and left to catch a flight to Jackson, Mississippi to kill my boss.

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