When you are in the dark for long periods of time with no reference to the time of day whatsoever, you begin to realize that your internal time clock is legitimately fucked. I think that I have been in this basement for approximately 2 days. Well they have 'fed' me twice so once a day seems to make sense to me. When I was brought down here, I know it was down because they made me walk down some steps, I could hardly see but eventually my eyes have somewhat adjusted to the darkness. I knew I was in a very small room. Only a toilet, and a twin size bed could even fit in it. The heavy wooden door, that held only a small slot that they shoved food through, was my only way in or out. And of course it was locked from the outside so there really was no way out for me. When I pictured a person being in a jail cell I thought of a barred window, and door that was barred also that moved. At least that's what you see in the movies you know? There wasn't even a generic jailhouse window that would let in some light from the moon or sun, or drive a prisoner mad because they were able to see what was on the outside. No, none of that was present in this cell they had me in. There was only the 4 brick walls, a heavy wooden door, a toilet, a twin sized bed, and cement floors. This cell was like a throwback of the medieval period.
I sat against the cold wall on the bed, wrapped myself up in the shabby piece of cloth they called a cover, and well… thought. I knew Vampires had taken me. I felt their cold hands over my mouth when I was walking back to Merlotte's after my car broke down. I was only about 2 miles up the road. They must have been following me. Which brought up the question, why would they be following me? AS far as they were concerned I was just a normal pregnant human girl. But apparently they either didn't know I was pregnant or didn't care (The little amount of food they were giving me was evidence enough of that). I was meticulous about suppressing my faerie scent every time someone walked into my cell. There was no compromising that. I didn't want anyone, besides those who already knew, to find out that I was part faerie. But that was all starting to fade. My energy levels had been so drained that keeping my faerie scent suppressed was becoming harder and harder. Besides all of that, my whole body seemed to ache, and I really didn't think it was because of the lack of food. From head to toe as the days and nights melted into each other my body ached more and more. I rubbed my temples like Eric had the first time I met him when we were outside the Vampire hotel in Dallas. Just thinking about Eric made me emotionally drained but that thought seemed to make my body ache a little bit less. That was the least of my worries though. I was not only worried about my health, but also the health of my unborn.
******flashback to approximately a week before your capture******
"Emelie you are right on track for being 3 months." Dr Ludwig said as she looked over my sonogram. "It is healthy though. That is a good sign. We will just have to keep monitoring the growth of the baby. I have a feeling that in a few months we will have to start giving you blood. I'm sure the vampires blood will suffice though." She said in a very serious tone.
"That might be a bit of a problem." I said sternly. "Eric and I do not live together at the moment, and I don't think we will be figuring things out between us any time soon." I had moved out of Eric's house two weeks ago. I thought everything was going well until he randomly said it was best for us to separate for a while. I was definitely more angry than anything but what could I do. Instead of arguing I just moved out, and saw him whenever.
"Well we will figure it out when the time comes. I fear since the baby is half vampire it will start ingesting your blood, and to compensate we will have to monitor you and give you blood as needed. Keep taking your prenatal pills and we will see how things go in two weeks." She said as she wiped the cool jelly off my tiny baby bump. Dr Ludwig had been harsh towards my vampire and I for the first month or so of knowing her, but eventually I grew on her. Now she was at least civil towards me. I couldn't say the same for Eric though. But for the price that he was playing Id hope she would be. I wasn't sure exactly how Eric knew her. He had said something about helping Sookie, enter eye roll here. However he knew her, Dr. Ludwig was a brilliant supe doctor and I wouldn't have chose another doctor even if I could.
"I'll just bill Mr. Northman as normal. But dear do me a favor." She said as she snapped off her blue surgical gloves that looked irregularly large on her small arms. "I wouldn't trust any of them if I was you." She said rather sternly. "They can all be sneaky bastards, but to each their own."
"Understandable." I said quietly. I, of all people, would know just how sneaky supes, especially vampires can be. But I couldn't help but smile at the fact that Dr. Ludwig was trying to give me advice. "I promise to be careful. I do think no matter what problems we may have, Eric will always protect me."
She didn't say anything to me. Instead she simply shook her head. "I'll see you in 2 weeks Ms. Emelie." She said grabbing her suitcase and walking out of the door.
******End of Flashback******
A plate of food slid crassly through the slot at the bottom of the door. It held only a sandwich on it. A water bottle rolled in to the room a few seconds after the sandwich. The past 2 times they had sent me food, both ham sandwiches may I add, I had broken them up and shoved it in the toilet. I was not too confident in my vampire captors to supply me human food, and wasn't sure if they were trying to poison me. However, this time the sandwich looked like a feast lay out before my eyes. I was so hungry I think I would have eaten anything that they slid under the door at this point. I hopped off the bed, grabbed the sandwich, and pretty much inhaled it. After a few minutes however, my body seemed to disagree with the only food choice it had. Before I knew it, I was clinging to the toilet bowl throwing up the contents that had just landed in my stomach. All I could think was that now was not a good time for me to have morning sickness, and be picky about the food I ate.
"Humans." I head someone, or something say in a disgusted voice. It sounded somewhat far away.
"What's wrong with you girl? Sick?" I head another voice sneer. That voice seemed like it was directly behind the heavy wooden door.
I ignored him completely. It seemed like the vampires or people who ever happened to be standing guard over me always seemed to make slide remarks or witty comments just to torment me. Maybe they were hoping I would beg and give them some information that they wanted or needed. I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of either. I spit in the toilet, grabbed the bottle of water and went back to my position on the cold bed.
"Are you hoping your Vampires come for you?" he chuckled. "Don't worry, we are too. The Old Queen was very much interested in you, but now that she is gone and her fascination has spread to the Kings. We're ready for them to come and tell us why they didn't tell us about you before."
I wish I could just pop to my bed, eat and lay down there, but I didn't have nearly as much energy, at the present moment, as a new faerie, or even an old faerie needed to transport in that way. I silently cursed Eric. Where was he? Obviously He had to know that I was in trouble right? I mean that was part of the blood bond; the overwhelming sense of each other. Even Godric should still have a faint sense of me somewhat at least.
"Don't you think if she was really his human that they would be here already? Its been 2 days already. He is a pretty old and powerful vampire after all." I heard one whisper cautiously. "Maybe this is not the right girl."
"No she is the right one. She smells of him. Either he has had her close to him for a long while or they are bonded. A few more days and we will know our answer. Either way the King has interest in her. She isn't going anywhere."
And the next day dragged on like the previous days had. I laid in the disorienting darkness praying for Eric, or Godric. I even got desperate at one point or another and prayed for Sookie to come save me somehow. But nothing out of the ordinary happened, it was just a daily sandwich and water, which, by the way, I couldn't eat. Just looking at the sandwich was enough to make me dry heave, since there was nothing in my stomach to throw up. Instead I left it where it was picked up the water and crawled back into my makeshift bed. Not more than five minutes later light came filtering in through the door.
I shielded my now sensitive eyes from the light. It had felt like ages since I had even seen the light and it literally hurt to open my eyes at this point. My hearing however, was a different story. This place hadn't affected that sense at all.
"Come on dirty human. Get up. The king wishes to speak to you." I heard someone yell. Whoever it was, they had some type of an accent. The voice sounded harsh, but distinctly female. I didn't even try to move. I really no desire, or quite frankly any energy, to do what they wanted. I was facing the wall of the cell, so it must have looked like I was ignoring her.
When I didn't move I felt a sharp pain traveling through my body, starting at my back and spreading through my body. My breath seemed to vanish. Whoever it was kicked me in the back. "I said get up!" There was a few more seconds of silence before I was being dragged by my hair through the blinding door and up some steps. I screamed with every ounce of energy in me and she finally stopped. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Now get up and move!"
I got up as fast as I could, holding my head where my hair had been pulled and started walking down the hall in the direction she wanted me to go in. A few seconds later she pushed me, insinuating that I wasn't walking fast enough. It wasn't a very long walk but I couldn't tell you which way I had come from either. I was disoriented from not eating any real food in the past 3 days, and I was more than a little bit exhausted. I didn't look at the scenery around me as I was being pushed through, wherever I was. I was looking down the whole time. As long as the journey through the place had been, it seemed to abruptly stop as the fierce woman pushed me to the ground in front of a man on a black leather couch. Another long, surly ache went through my body. Where was Eric? There was nothing but silence at first. I stared him in the eyes trying my best to show now fear. The designer jeans that clung to his small legs, and the designer button up western shirt the vampire wore told me he wasn't very old. Every dark brown hair on his head was in its proper place, which made me think he might have been batting for the opposite team. Although Eric's hair was close to being perfect, it was never as closely manicured as the vampire that sat before me. I took a quick glance around me then did not take my gaze from the animal in front of me. Another minute passed then the vampire smiled and spoke.
"I am your new king now." The vampire said smoothly, as he sat casually on the couch in front of me. He sipped neatly on his blood that was swirling in his expensive wine glass. I knew it had to be expensive because everything in the room looked expensive. I came the this conclusion as I analyzed the room
"You must be mistaken. I am not a vampire and am not ruled by you or any other vampire." I said softly. In my head the words came out much stronger and fiercer, but I had absolutely no energy to pull forth from my body into them. He gave me an evil smirk.
"Well clearly you are not a vampire. As if I could mistaken those beautiful thumping hearts within you for a dead one." I could tell at that moment he was looking down on the whole human race, but more specifically me because I was pregnant. I had come to the conclusion that no one must have known of my faerie descent. If they had I would have probably been drained by now. "But you are attached to one in my domain are you not? You reek of him." He said through gritted teeth. A small chuckle came from the king as I looked down.
I almost couldn't believe that I still smelled like Eric. We hadn't been around each other in such a long time (Two weeks away from each other seemed like an eternity at least); it seemed unfathomable to me, for his scent to still be on me. But I had ingested his blood, and maybe that was what the King smelt. "Since when is having sex with a vampire a crime?" I said sarcastically. Immediately after the words slipped through my mouth I felt myself struggling for air. I was picked off the ground by the woman vampire who was standing behind me.
"You will respect the king, human." She said nastily as she began squeezing my throat a little bit tighter. At that moment I realized how it figuratively and literally felt for another person to have your life in their hands. I flailed around helplessly in the woman's arms. I could clearly see she now that she was Asian and looked rather manly.
"Jade my child that is enough. I think you got your point across." And with those simple words spoken I was dropped as fast as I had been picked up. I landed far from gracefully, but couldn't care less about the landing. I was more worried about getting air into my screaming lungs.
"As I was saying…" The king continued as if nothing had even happened. It made me sick. "You are familiar with the past Queen Sophie-Ann Leclerq? Right before I disposed her, she begged, and pleaded, for her life. Surprisingly, through all that pleading, and groveling your name came up Ms. Soderberg. Why would a vampire with the title of queen be interested in a mere human?"
"I would not know." I said barely audibly. My throat was burning with a need for water, and my lungs still hurt from their recent attack. But the aches that had plagued my body for the past 2 to 5 days had begun to vanish.
"Of course you do." He spoke menacingly. "You possess a power that many of my kind, including myself would find very useful: Clairvoyance."
I almost let a small breath of relief out. The clairvoyance I could deal with as long as no one in this place discovered my faerie powers. If that was to happen I would be truly be a slave to the vampire in front of me. I chose to ignore what he had just said and bring up something that had spark my interest earlier.
"Earlier you said that you disposed of Queen Sophie." A wicked smile spread across his face. "What did you mean by that?"
"I didn't need Sophie-Ann becoming a problem in the future. We waited a few months to strike. She was already weakened from the fight with Edgington's people. She had lost a leg and Andre had lost an arm and a leg. Re-growing limbs takes lots of precious time, but once we struck, we killed her and her progeny. Members of my regime had replaced most of the sheriffs in the surrounding area before she even knew we were coming for her. And by the time she did know it was too late."
He smiled the whole time and it sickened me. So much for the democratic front that Nan Flanagan was desperately trying to show on television. Those vampires didn't exist in the real world, or they only existed when trying to sooth human discomfort. I wasn't fond of the late queen or king for that matter, but I did like Sophie better than this monster that sat before me. Hell, right now I'd take crazy Edgington over this vampire. But a sudden sense of anger flushed through me, and let me tell you it wasn't my own.
"Your majesty." A quite voice interrupted. "The guest you have been expecting is here." I wasn't sure if the servant was human or vampire, and I didn't really care. I was more worried about what was going to happen to me, and how I could possibly get out of here.
"Wonderful. Send him right in." He said joy evident in his voice. "It's show time."