I didn't make it all the way to Bills place, for Sookie came speeding in her car, yelling after me. "Stop!"

To be honest, I didn't want to, but I did.

"What-!" I snapped, turning on her as she got out the car, and I could hear her heart hammering against her chest. Scared of me I think.

No idea why. I wasn't sadistic and bite her.

She probably heard that, for she sighed and just said. "Stop for a moment. You're acting rashly-"

"Rashly-! Your fucking boyfriend has my husband-!"

"I know!" She groaned, and I sighed myself, going over to the car and leaned against the hood, staring at the earthy ground. Sookie was probably reading my thoughts once more, seeing how worried for Eric I was. How much I cared for him.

"Look- you can't go barging in. You'll get hurt... leave me to try."

"Sookie-"

"Trust me." She just said to me, and I looked to her for a second, then sighed heavily. "Don't fail. Or I'm in there and tearing the place apart."

I think she knew from my thoughts that I wasn't joking. I'd kill them all without hesitating.

Love did crazy things to you.

But I got into the car with her, silent the whole way, just thinking about my life with Eric. All those years together, the other side that I think only I had ever seen.

Well, and Sookie, for she said quietly. "I never thought... he could be like that."

"You don't know him Sook." I told him, and I think she knew that by now. Eric was mine. No one else was having him while I was alive.

And I wouldn't go down without a fight.

When we got to Bills place, Sookie made me stay in the car, and I knew it was better to. I'd only end up snapping and blah.

But when Sookie came back out and I saw her expression, I snarled and was out the door in a flash, ignoring her yells of. "Freyr no-!"

Inside, I pushed the doors open, pushing the guards away as I made my way to Bill and snarled. "You fucking bastard-! Let Eric go right now you fucking-!"

The guards grabbed me now, and I couldn't throw them off, putting silver chains around my wrists and Bill raised an eyebrow. "He's not your Eric anymore."

"He fucking is-! I don't care! Give him back to me right now or I'll fucking tear you apart!"

"Try it. My guards will tear you apart faster." He growled to me, and I scoffed, making them put a silver chain around my neck, and I hissed. "No. You just try it."

Sookie ran in now, then her eyes widened as she saw me in chains, and yelled. "Let her go! She's done nothing wrong!"

"Only attempted to kill me." Bill scoffed, and I hissed again, the chain burning my neck and wrists savagely. Sookie scoffed. "Can you blame her? You took her husband-!"

"I had no choice."

"Like hell-!" I yelled and the chain tightened. Sookie looked to me, then said to Bill. "Let them go."

Bill looked to me, then just nodded once, surprising me as the chains were removed, my burns healing up. I glared, going. "Let Eric go."

Bill stayed silent, and I realized I had no chance. I just left before he could see I was getting upset.

I just went back to Sookies place, nowhere else to really go now that the bar wasn't the best option. What if I-? I lost him-?

As I saw the blood on the bed, I thought, slightly guilty that I'd ruined Sookies pillow.. I'd have to buy her a new set or something as an apology.

I just lay there for a good while, the house silent except for the light wind and pipes gurgling a little.

But then I heard a light creak as the front door opened- Sookie was back no doubt. The footsteps were almost cautious as they approached, and as I turned over to face the door, I felt my eyes widen in shock, sitting up instantly.

"Eric-" I muttered, my face turning into a smile as I got to my feet, not caring if he still didn't know me as I threw my arms around him, hugging him tightly, my tears probably staining his shirt.

He hesitantly put his arms around me, then said into my hair, saying quietly. "I heard that you came after me."

I nodded, looking up and meeting his eyes, feeling him raise a hand to my cheek, frowning as he felt my soft skin. Maybe he'd realized that I'd been telling the complete truth. That we were married, that I loved him. He leaned forwards now, then just said as his lips almost touched mine. "What makes me so special?"

"Because you're the man I love." I smiled, leaning forwards the last centimeter or two and kissed him softly. We paused for a moment, then I asked. "How are you here?"

"The king let me go." He told me, head on my shoulder. I smiled a little, hugging him tighter-

I had to thank Bill for this. Maybe Sookie had made him see sense.

He moved hesitantly from my shoulder and to my lips, kissing me for a moment in a way he'd never done before. Like he was being careful not to offend me. I reached up and put an arm around his neck, kissing him back, trying to tell him that he didn't have to be so worried about scaring me off.

To be honest, he still looked a little worried as he pushed me onto the bed, then looked down at my hand, at the ring. He raised it to his eyes, staring at it for a moment, then muttered. "I must really love you."

I nodded, taking his hands in my own, turning us over so I was sat on him, and he frowned. "I do not know who I am to you, who I am... and yet you still love me?"

"For better or worse, remember?" I chuckled, and then groaned into his chest- of course he didn't remember. I was so bloody dumb at times.

I put my hands on his shoulders now, leaning down and kissed him once more for a moment, feeling him go to my dress, hands on the back of it.

He was hesitating again, and that made me chuckle. "You don't need to keep acting like a class nerd. I've seen it all before, we've done it all before... trust me. You won't shock me with anything."

"You make it sound... like I have next to raped you."

I chuckled. "Oh, sometimes."

Now he did freeze, and I saw his eyes widen almost in horror, and he just muttered. "I am so sorry."

God... did he have to say sorry to everything-? Sure, he was much, much sweeter now than he usually was... but still; no chance of getting it on (!)

"It's fine." I just said, leaning down once more and kissing him again, and I felt him kiss me back a little like the old Eric. My Eric. It was nice, and I let it lead from there, feeling him undo the zip on the back of my dress, pulling it over my head and onto the floor followed by his own shirt and next to all our clothes. I think he got the gist of it, for when he reached up and undid my bra, tossing it aside, that boyish grin was back.

To be honest... he looked like a teenage boy that had bagged the head cheerleader. Lovely way to put it, but that was what popped into my head at the time.

My hands were back on his shoulders as we started off, and he asked me, frowning a little. "Do we do this often?"

"Often-? Jeez my dear. You've had libido the size of your head since we were human."

"Oh? Do tell me of our human lives."

"Now-! Eric. Kinda busy right now. Or did it escape your notice (?)"

I swore I saw a pout, but then he just leaned up and kissed me again, so soft it wasn't... well, I didn't recognize it.

To be honest, the whole thing was... different. Never before had it been so, uh, passionate could I say? Yeah, that worked. Eric was never this careful with me, telling me between kisses that I was his Pretty Girl. It unnerved me, the whole thing. He was pretty much one hundred percent Viking in bed, and that was literally. Always biting me to get at my Siren blood. The bloody "alpha male."

I liked this new Eric. More than I should have done.

Afterwards, I was content to lie in his arms and tell him about our life when we were human. He listened intently, playing with my jet black hair that was splayed on his chest.

"We argue alot." He noticed with a frown, and I nodded, chuckling. "Yeah. We do to be honest."

"And... I think that must have been the reason you kept running away?"

I went on the defensive at that, scowling. "I didn't run away-! I-!" But I didn't, couldn't finish... I had. Everytime. I just groaned into his chest at that, and he stroked the back of my head gently, going. "Maybe I was afraid too. Just... maybe I was worried about losing you, and that was why I snapped so much?"

I'd never looked at it like that before, and I looked up, meeting his sincere ice colored eyes that were watching me intently. I couldn't think of anything to say at that, so I just leaned forwards a little and kissed him once more. From just that one kiss, I could tell he was hungry, and I sighed. "Do you want a bite?"

"Not if you don't want me to."

"Eric. I don't mind. Just... make sure I'm not touching water." I laughed at the end, and I think he remembered the poisonous blood I had, but still leaned over, hesitating for a second before biting into my neck. He let me go after he'd had enough, then asked. "Let me feel you again."

If that was the old Eric, I might have been tempted to slap him just for the hell of it. But this one meant blood- he wanted to be connected to me again. Not touch me up like the old one would have done without even asking.

"Of course." I told him, a smile playing about my lips as I leaned forwards and bit into his own neck for a moment, feeling that connection come back. And I could feel a wave of much purer love coming from him than my other Eric gave off. He thought I was beautiful, and his too.

Wow. Strange. Eek.

"You remember all this when you get your memory back." I told him as I shifted closer, and he nodded. "But I already love you."

"No, no, no... I want you to remember this moment. Remember that you called me your little Pretty Girl."

He was silent, then just nodded, that boyish grin on his face once more. "Yes my little Pretty Girl."

I rolled my eyes, letting him kiss me once more, and much more like his old self-

But I did hope he would remember this time when he got his memory back...

Was going to be longer, but my laptops playing up-_- so here we are for now and next up tomorrow:) reviews much loved and thanks! x Nic