Sookie's POV:

I did the two things that I could only do in my current situation: one was trying to read the minds of the weres and the humans onboard, the other was to reach out through my bond with Eric and connection with Marius.

The weres were too difficult to read. They only spoke French in their minds. Fuck! Why didn't I pay more attention in high school! Ari was smart enough to do the same but there were a few English words that he slipped. Death and money. Well that was obvious.

I also had opened my bond with Eric. I knew for sure that when I had first awoken on this plane that Marius would know something was wrong. To Eric I sent my worries, fear and hope. I tried to reach out to sense what he was feeling, but it was like the further away I was from him, the harder it became. What I did sense faintly was anger and concern. I just hoped that they would still be able to track me.

I watch Rosamund and Ari sitting on a long seat in front of me conversing in French. I could only understand a few words and phrases. One word that I recognized was 'child' and Ari's face lit up like he won the jackpot. I guess when all was said and done she was going to turn him. That made me wonder where Etienne was. Marius mentioned that they had given Etienne to Eric. I could only think that Eric was keeping him somewhere or that he had killed him. Not that I was fond of Etienne but I hoped it wasn't the latter.

Rosamund turns her head to look at me with a smirk on her face. Ari stands up and lifts me from my seat. He puts me down beside her.

"I can't imagine how or why you have two of the most powerful vampires at your fingertip," she says, tracing her finger above my breasts. I tense up.

"You are not special. You are pretty in some respect and you have beautiful breasts, but these qualities and more are found in hundreds of other women," she continues. She leans in and sniffs me. She continues with her examination. "You smell superb, especially with Eric`s and that ancient vampire`s blood in you. But again, qualities that other women can easily obtain. Is it the way your blood tastes?"

Her fangs pop out and I get scared that she will bite and more than likely drain me. "Relax. I am not going to taste you. I would not want to tarnish my blood with yours."

"Is it your 'personality'?" she says sarcastically. "Perhaps you are a natural witch and you have put a spell on them both. That has always been my first idea on how you got Eric. But how you did it to Marius astounds me. An ancient like him should be able to smell the magic on humans."

My anger overcomes my fear. "Maybe it's because I have proper manners and self-respect. I don't go whoring myself to every living thing with a dick."

She is furious instantly. Just as she is about to slap me, a strange surge of power sweeps through me knocking her to the floor. She sits on the floor looking up at me astonished.

I was shocked too. What the hell was that?

"What are you?" she says angrily.

I gulp. "I'm just a southerner who somehow keeps getting into trouble with supes."

She smiles wickedly and starts laughing. "You are strange. Perhaps that is why you attract Eric."

She sits farther from me for the rest of the flight during which time I try to summon up that strange power that came from me. Hopefully it will help me escape.

A few hours go by but it doesn't come back to me.

The plane begins to descend as the captain tells us that we are about to land. A were carries me outside and into a vehicle. We drive a short distance and the were carries me out again. I could hear the waves crashing against the shore as the moonlight shines down on the sea.

He deposits me near the front of the jet boat and sits down beside me.

"Where are we going?" I ask Rosamund.

"To my island," she says.

Ari is driving the boat and soon we are on our way.

I start shivering wishing I had worn a sweater. I check my bond with Eric again. I couldn't feel him just only a faint pulse that indicated he was somewhere far. Perhaps too far and too late to save me. I didn't know what was to take place in this ritual that would break my bond with Eric. Marius did say that it could be dangerous. Either way the outcome that I was certain of was that Rosamund was going to kill me. I tried to not think about it so instead I focused on the scenery.

The night sky is incredibly beautiful. I could clearly see all the stars and the Milky Way in the sky. It reminded me of my time in the forest and mountains when me and Marius spent hours each night gazing at the sky. I start to feel an incredible sadness. I may not ever experience that with him again. A few tears that I have been trying to hold back run down my face.

An hour later we reach an island. The sky was starting to light up, the stars were beginning to fade and I hoped that dawn was near. That would at least buy me some time to think of an escape plan.

The same were carries me off the boat. He doesn't put me down but follows Rosamund as she walks up the beach and towards the trees. We follow a tiny path for what I estimate 20 minutes until I see some light.

We reach a cleared area and there is a huge bonfire and other candles that made a large circle around the bonfire.

In the middle near the fire stood a black haired woman with streaks of gray. Her skin was pale, more paler than any vamp that I had ever seen. She looked Asian. She wore a dressing gown that was Japanese; she looked like a geisha.

She opened her eyes but they were white. She kind of reminded me of the Ancient Pythoness. The were brings me closer to her and set me on my feet. Rosamund is standing beside me and bows to her.

"Mistress, I have brought you the human woman," Rosamund says to her.

The old woman turns her attention to me, leans in and sniffs me. Her white eyes begin to turn black and her fangs pop out. Her fangs weren't white but more of a brown-yellowish colour.

"There is something not natural about her. She carries the blood of the fae and something more. This one is special. Are you sure you want to dispose of her?" the old vampiress asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes," Rosamund answers immediately. "I don't care what she is. I want Eric and there should be nothing to stand in my way."

"You are not thinking logically," the old woman says. "She has a great power within her. It would be a waste to kill her."

Rosamund thinks about it for a moment. "Fine, whatever. Perform the ritual and if she survives, then perhaps we will keep her. But only if you can control her and as long as she is no interference in my relationship with Eric."

The old woman smiles, her teeth looked decayed.

"What do you need?" Rosamund asks.

"I will need the bonded pair's hair, a personal item, and their blood," she says as she takes a few steps back. Another vampire appears from behind her and lays out a knife, some crystals, and rocks in front of her. She sits on the ground and moves around the rocks and the crystals over the sand.

I am too mesmerized watching her that I don't notice Rosamund slicing my finger.

"Ow!" I yelp. The were is behind me holding my hand in place over a goblet. I watch my blood drip down.

Rosamund's fangs come out as she watches my blood empty into the goblet.

"Perhaps maybe I should have gotten a taste on the plane," she says.

When she is satisfied, the were lets go of my hand and tosses me a cloth. I wrap it around my finger.

She pulls out a small vial of blood from her purse.

"It's Eric's blood," she says. "I obtained it the night that we spent at my castle in Bordeaux. He was so busy fucking that he didn't even notice when I pricked his skin and took his blood."

I feel a pain in my heart. Yes it still bothered me even though it shouldn't. She spills the blood in the goblet as well. She hands it to the old woman and comes back to me. All of a sudden she yanks a few strands of my hair and rips off the necklace that Marius gave me from my neck.

"I imagine that this cheap trinket means something to you," she sneers. She pulls out a Ziploc bag with some blonde hair and a watch. I recognized it. It was the watch that I bought Eric for Christmas over a year ago.

She hands those items to the old woman as well. She puts them in the goblet with the blood.

"In order to break the bond, this spell must be performed three times to reverse it," the old woman says.

"Lie her down in front of me," she says.

The were picks me up and lays me down on the sand. I try to get up but he pins me down. I try to summon the power that I used earlier but it doesn't work.

The old vampiress begins chanting in a language I wasn't familiar with and soon a blue light is forming around us. Her chants become louder and faster and I could feel something leaving me, like something was being robbed from my heart and soul. She dips the knife into the goblet, says one final chant and flicks the knife toward me. The combined blood splays over my stomach.

The blue light around us begins to fade and I feel weak. I felt different. My bond to Eric was slowly being taken away, the tie was getting weaker. The faint pulse that I had felt earlier was almost gone.

"It is almost dawn and there is no time to finish the spell. We will finish it tonight," the lady says.

"But mistress... please can we just finish this," Rosamund pleas.

"Enough! This ritual takes a lot of my energy and I need time to recuperate," she says. "We will finish this tonight. Make no mistake, in due time she will no longer be bonded to the Viking."

Rosamund reluctantly agrees and tells the weres and Ari to keep me secure for the day.

The were lifts me up and carries me towards another narrow pathway until we reach a house. It was small and basic.

We go into the house and he puts me down on a sofa.

"Can you undo my bindings? I have an itch on my nose." I ask Ari. "I am not going anywhere obviously."

He snickers at me. "No can do princess. I have orders to follow."

Some time passes by and the sun is shining brightly outside. I wonder what time it is and how far Marius is. Even though I couldn't feel him I knew that he was close by. I just wasn't sure how far.

I begin tiring and my eyes are getting droopy.

"Would you like something to eat?" Ari asks. He holds out a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and sausage.

I shake my head defiantly and he laughs.

"Come on, I swear it's not poisoned," he says.

I was starving. The spell had weakened me and I knew that food would help replenish my strength. I nod my head.

He unties my bindings from the back and then reties them to the front.

"You should be able to use a fork," he says.

I pick up a piece of egg and put it in my mouth. "Why are you doing this?"

"Like I told you before, the vampires pay very well and the bonus that I will be getting in the end is far more valuable than money," he smiles.

"She is going to make you a vampire," I state.

"You are very observant Miss Stackhouse," he says. "I will be stronger, faster, and I will be immortal."

"Unless you get staked or burned," I add.

He chuckles at me. "Well that is true. I guess we shall have to wait and see."

After I finish eating, the were picks me up and takes me outside. Again he puts me on a chair and I look out at the breathtaking view. The air smelled like the tropical trees and the sea. It was so warm and almost comforting. This would have been a great place for a vacation if not for the fact that I was brought here against my will and to be killed.

My eyes become heavier and I fall asleep listening to the waves and the birds flying in the air above me.

Marius' POV: beginning from the night before

I flew at my fastest speed back to the penthouse apartment. Marten couldn't fly but he was an extremely fast runner for a vampire.

I reach the apartment and smash through a glass window. I knew Sookie was not here. I knew the moment I felt her fear and anxiety. She was somewhere in the air, on a plane. I searched around the apartment floors for clues. All of Marten's employees and loyal servants were dead. Blood and flesh piles were everywhere. The human and weres were brutally mutilated.

I sniffed around for the scent of Northman's vampiress. But there was not a trace; however I knew without a doubt it had to be her. I should have destroyed her when I had the chance. My anger grows but I knew I had to pacify it in order to think clearly and find Sookie before it was too late.

I smell the different scents of other vampires; eight to be exact. I focus all my internal energy on Sookie. My connection with her was becoming weaker as she was moving farther. I needed to hurry before the connection was completely lost.

Just then Marten comes into the room. He surveys the bodies of the decapitated weres and the piles of flesh and blood of his loyal vampires. I could feel his sorrow and I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

"It was her wasn't it father?" he asks sounding like a lost boy.

"Yes, she and others will pay dearly for this," I respond. "We need to move quickly. Call your people and prepare your jet for takeoff as soon as possible."

He nods and pulls out his cell from his pocket and starts making the necessary calls.

I go to the bedroom that I shared with Sookie and open a hidden door that housed my swords and other weapons. I take the ones that I will use for combat.

Suddenly I hear another window breaking and I go to that room in vampire speed.

Marten was beside me instantly ready to attack. It was Northman.

"Where is Sookie?" he says in a low growl. More than likely he could smell the scent of death in the air.

"She has been taken by your wife," I answer.

His expression changes dramatically. No longer does fury radiate from him but fear, fear for her safety.

"Can you sense her through your bond?" I ask him.

"That is none of your business!" he snaps. "Stay out of this, I will find my bonded by myself."

"Don't be an idiot Eric!" Marten says. "Your wife managed to get passed my security and kill my people, so obviously she has much more resources and strengths that we did not know of."

"I do not need your assistance," he fumes staring at me.

"So what, you're going to risk her safety because of your pride? I thought you would have learned from your mistakes after letting the fairies torture her," Marten says heatedly.

In an instant he is on Marten, knocking him to the ground. Marten manages to push him away and before he can get a chance to attack Marten again, I pin him against the wall, holding him by the neck.

"I don't have time for this; she doesn't have time for this. With or without your help I am going to find Sookie, however, it would make my task easier if you tell me which direction she has been taken. You are able to track her because of your bond, are you not?" I tell him.

"Yes," he grunts.

"Has she opened her end of the bond?" I ask.

He pauses for a moment and nods. "She is still alive but she is afraid and hopeful."

That was exactly what I felt, although I was losing the ability to sense where she was.

"Master," a female voice calls out from behind us. Before she can get to us Marten holds her back. It was Northman's child.

"Will you help us find her?" I ask him. I did not want it, but with his help it made the task of locating Sookie more accurate. Right now I only had a general inclination of where she may have been taken to.

"No," he says, "It is you who will be aiding me. When we find her, you will release her to me."

The council's decision had not strayed far from my mind. I wasn't going to give Sookie up. Not just because she had asked me not to, but because I loved her. I hated this situation but I needed his assistance if I wanted to see her alive again. "Agreed," I say reluctantly. I had to swallow my pride. Sookie's safety was much more important right now. I let him go.

"Marten has his plane ready for take-off. We must leave for the airport immediately," I say.

He agrees and less than a half hour later we are all aboard the jet heading south along the coast.

"Why do you think that your vampiress would take Sookie to the Caribbean?" I ask Northman on the plane. I already knew the answer, but I wanted to check his knowledge.

He doesn't answer my question but just stares at me coldly. I change my question.

"What do you know of her maker?" I ask him.

"He is dead," he replies.

"What about his maker?"

He thinks over the question. "Not much, just that his maker was very old and that she probably met her end a couple centuries ago."

"Do you know if your wife owns any islands?" I ask.

"Do not call her my wife," he says angrily. "She is not my wife; Sookie is and always has been. Once I find that bitch I will drive a stake through her heart and she will no longer be a problem."

"Why do you want my woman?" he asks. "Why do you want her especially since you know that she has a permanent bond with me, and that despite what the council has ruled she is still my wife. Why do you want a human woman who is essentially still married to another vampire? We were pledged by the sacred knife. Have you no respect or honour?"

I stare at him blankly for a moment.

"You already know why I want Sookie. Sacred knife? Vampire laws? I have been roaming this earth far longer than you have and before the council ever existed. Who created these so-called sacred ceremonies and artefacts? There weren't created by any divine power. No, they were created by the vampires who sit on your precious council. The same vampires whose sole purpose in life is to generate fear in us just to retain the power they have over our kind," I reply.

He sits back unable to think of a reply.

"Sookie has a pure heart which was almost irrevocably damaged. A pure heart is a rare quality that I have never seen in all my years and it is something that needs to be protected," I say. "I know that you two have had a shared history that Sookie will always cherish, but things change, and sometimes we may not like it, but for the good of everyone, we must accept it."

He stares at me for one last moment before looking out his window.