A/N: I had to pull and repost this Chapter. I realized after reading it over that I forgot to include the conversation Pam and Eric have while Sookie is awake and watching them. It's not much different but matches SPOV better…. Enjoy! - Viktoria
DISCLAMER: I do not own SVM character's the Brilliant Charlaine Harris does and Alan Ball has TrueBlood… Please don't sue, I have no money I'm not making any money on this and I'm just bored and kinda just mixing it up ;)
Rated M for Language
Chapter 5
EPOV
I watched helplessly as the woman I love take in all the information that I have just given her. If I had a beating heart it would stop. It would certainly be what I deserve. Watching and feeling her heart break again and again as every betrayal that she has faced rushes through her mind. Looking and feeling the rage come off her it's almost visible like a mirage in a hot desert. I want desperately embrace her and comfort her to make every hurt she's had to endure and make them go away. But I know the independent and stubborn spark of my Lover and I know she will not tolerate such comfort at this moment.
So as I helplessly endure her pain I think about what she must think of me at this moment and I just can't bear for her to believe me so cold and cruel that this was all done in the hopes that she will just be another piece of property, a pet, a fuck and feed. But I know this is what she will assume. I hope that she can believe that there is no other choice in the matter. We are not bonded and have no formal ties. Yes it was my selfish idea that brought all this about, but if I had not taken the brother's crimes into issue now, if I had let them go on uninvestigated any longer it would have been found out and I certainly would be in the same boat as Stackhouse. He presented an opportunity and I took it.
If the Queen had gotten word of the crimes her Brother has committed or if they become common knowledge. Sookie would for certain be hers in this there is no doubt. As I continue to watch emotion of emotion roll through her face. I can't bear it any longer. Instead I look at her brother and damn him for his mistakes. Damn myself for my choice. "Sookie, are you okay?" I ask softly and put my hand on her cheek.
The second she starts to scream I grip the top of her shoulders. 'Sookie' I yell and I shake her. It is as if she cannot hear me. She begins to claw at her ears and her temples and I am desperate to wake her from her waking nightmare. I continue to yell and shake and at last the faints into my arms. Her brother is still crying and mumbling some non-sense. I pick my Lover up and carry her into my office.
Pam is there the second I lay my Lover on the sofa and begins to berate me about the situation at hand. I tell her I do not wish to speak of such things as of now and that she is to go back to the door. She is not happy with me at the moment but I do not care. All I care about is having Sookie well. I think of my Child and my Lover and I laugh out loud. The two of them are so similar; the irony is just too much. I chose Pam for her beauty. Her spark was a bonus.
I continue to think about what and how I will explain the situation to Sookie. Pam thinks it should be now as soon as she wakes. But I know my Lover well and she will not listen to anything tonight. So I must wait until she is ready. I know she will not be ready to hear the truth. So tonight will not do. I look down at the woman that has captured my dead heart I cannot bear for her to be in pain when she wakes. I know she will not be happy, but as it seems she cannot get any angrier, then again…. 'Fuck it' I think and bite into my wrist and bring my life force to her lips and coax my blood into her mouth and down her throat. I lay her back down and gently caress her cheek and hair and wait until she rises.
A couple of hours later Pam strolls back into my office. "Pam" I acknowledge.
"Master. How is she?" Pam asks.
"I gave her some blood she should be fine when she wakes, physically anyway." I say. Pam just snorts. She too is familiar with my Lover's fiery nature. The one and only Human that she cares for. She looks to me expectantly, but I say nothing. I do not wish to get into another argument with Pam. As she is much like my Lover it's only a matter of time before she will engage me on the topic. I sit next to my Lover and continue to caress her cheek and hair. I can sense my Child irritation but still waits for me to speak, but I do not…
"Did you at least tell her everything?" Pam asked arms crossed over her breast.
"No" Eric said with no emotion.
"Eric, you must tell her all of it or she'll never forgive you." Pam says.
"Do you really believe any of it will matter to her?" Eric said with a hiss.
"Eric-" Pam started.
I told you we will not speak of this tonight!... She is awakening" I hiss at her in my native tongue , cutting her off.
Just as my Lover rises I am ready and expecting her anger, but her actions still hurt more than any pain I have experienced in my over 1,000 years of roaming this earth. Nothing, no amount of torture can compare to the pain she can inflict just by hating me or looking at me with scorn or fear. I would never hurt her intentionally or without good cause. I hope that I will be able to get through to her soon. She is mortal and does not wish to be turned. So our life together will be over in a blink of an eye. I hope she will yield to me sooner rather than later.
"Tell her." Pam says to me.
"Not, tonight." I say.
"Yes tonight, Eric. She will understand." Pam persists.
"Really? Look at her! She is far too angry to understand." I say through clenched teeth and bow's her eyes to the floor. I look at my Child and see that she is very, very, upset at me. I mentally sigh and to humor my Child I try to explain things to Sookie.
Just as I expect she is furious still. I cannot talk or reason with her when she is like this. I send her and Pam to her home in Bon Temps to gather a few things. As they leave my office I think about what preparations are needed in my home, 'our home' I think and smile. I truly hope she will agree with me on that. I realize that there is no food. With the Bar finally closed I can set out on my 'domestic tasks'. I shake my head and give a little chuckle at myself. Only Sookie Stackhouse and could have this much power over me.
Pam finally arrives with Sookie and my Lover is asleep I take her from Pam's car and instruct her to go back to Fantasia and clean up the brother and put him into my day resting quarters at the bar. I carry Sookie into the house and up into what will be her personal space. I lay her down on the bed and sit and look her at. I struggle to remember our week together. I may not remember what happened then, but I can recall other memories of she and I. I go through each of them and I can feel the pull of dawn. I stay awake to relive my memories of Sookie. The first night She walked into Fangtasia on the arm of that insufferable Compton, the night in Dallas when I took a bullet for her and I chuckled at my machinations to get her to take my blood, the night of the orgy, that kiss we shared, the night in Jackson when she was staked. If that idiot Bubba hadn't interrupted I would have had her then and finally the convenient store that was robbed on our way back from Jackson to Bon Temps. She is the most brave, kind, loving and selfless person I have ever come across in my existence.
How I could not love this woman? Even before the week in question she has made me do things I would never do. In my world Eric, comes first and my Child comes second. Whatever happened that week solidified my love for this woman, as before yes I did want to claim her as Mine, but thinking back now I know the reason was really because I truly love this woman. I cannot ignore the pull of the dawn any longer I must retire to me chambers. I wrote my Lover a note and placed it on the bedside table kiss her once more on every kissable surface of her face and take in one last inhalation of her delicious scent and make my way to my sleeping chamber.
A/N: So? What did ya think? Reviews?
I will post Chapter 6 as soon as I finish editing =)