Author's note: This is my first story and i just couldn't help myself. I saw the latest episode of True Blood and I just felt inspired. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed. It it like crack to me and makes me want to keep writing. I'm just sort of winging it, but I will keep chugging along.

I own nothing, I just like to take these fantastic characters out to play!

As I drove I felt like my whole world was crashing down around me. Bill was sent to procure me for the Queen. What the hell does that even mean? Was I going to be dragged down to New Orleans and chained up and forced to do the Queen's bidding? That was not an option.

And then what Bill thought about Eric. He knew and he didn't tell me! How long had he kept this from me? How could I believe anything that came out of any of their mouths ever again?

As I pulled into my driveway my head was swimming with thoughts. I needed sleep to try to settle myself, then maybe everything would make better sense.

I went into my house and it was thankfully clean and free of stray dead bodies. I was tempted to head straight upstairs to bed, but my stomach had other ideas. I went into the kitchen, inhaled two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and a tall glass of milk. That made me feel a little better, but it also brought forth the exhaustion that I had been fighting. I barely made it upstairs, kicked my shoes off and collapsed on the bed. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

I was lying outside in the sun and was enjoying the warmth shining down on me. It was a beautiful day, there was no one after me for the moment and things were peaceful. Just as I said that a car pulled into my driveway. It was a bright red corvette that I didn't recognize. I knew I should have been suspicious, but I was curious to see who it belonged to.

I got up and made my way to greet my visitor. I watched the door open and a very tall blonde stepped out into the sunshine. I felt a wave of joy pass over me which quickly turned into panic. I ran over to him as fast as I could and tried to get him out of the sun. "Eric, what are you doing? Do you have a death wish? We have to get you out of the sun." I tried to push him as hard as I could, but he wouldn't move. I looked up at him and he was smiling down at me. His blonde hair was shining bright in the sun and he looked even more handsome than usual. There was something different about him, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Sookie, I can be out in the sun now as long as I want and the only burn I could possibly get is a sun burn."

"How is that possible?" I reached up and put my hand to his face and he immediately started to burn. His screams were ripping through me enough to wake me from my own dream screaming just as loudly.

I felt a pair of hands gripping my arms, but I was still in the haze between being asleep and totally awake. "Sookie, sweetheart, it's okay. You're safe. It was just a bad dream."

I focused on the voice and it pulled me fully awake and anger started to take over. I ripped my arms away from him and scrambled off the bed. "You stay away from me Bill Compton. I want you out of my house right now!"

"Sookie I don't understand…"

"You were sent here to procure me for the Queen! When we you planning on telling me this? Before or after we got 'married'? We you planning on a honeymoon in New Orleans were you could just drop me of in the servitude of the Queen?"

"Sookie, please let me explain…"

"No, I am done with your explanations and your excuses. I don't want to hear it anymore. Bill Compton, I rescind your invitation into my house." I watched as he was magically pulled out of my house and I got a strange sense of satisfaction at seeing it.

I slammed the door behind him and I felt a smile spread across my face. It only lasted for a second until the scenes of my dream came flooding back. "Eric." I was wondering how he was feeling tonight. I was tempted to change and head to Fangtasia, but I was more tempted to see if he would follow through with his thoughts and really not bother me.

I puttered around the house cleaning things that weren't really that dirty. I had become a bit obsessive-compulsive since Maryanne had been in my house. My Gran would have rolled over in her grave if she had seen her home that way. I'm glad that it was finally back to normal.

No matter how much I scrubbed and polished I still couldn't stop thinking about Eric. I was so worried about him and I didn't understand what my dream earlier meant. I was determined not to chase after him like a typical fang-banger, but maybe I could at least call Fangtasia and found out how he was doing. Yes, I could do that.

I had barely taken a step towards the phone when there was a distinctive popping noise. My defenses went up as I scanned the room. I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw that it was Claudine standing there. "Claudine, what are you doing here?"

"I came to check on you. I'm sorry that I couldn't come and help you earlier today and I really shouldn't be here now, but there are some things that you need to know."

I couldn't read her mind, but I could tell that she was very anxious about something. "What is it Claudine?"

"You saved the Northman today."

It wasn't a question, but I really didn't know what to say. "Yes I did." I didn't know where Claudine was going with this, but maybe I could get my worries alleviated. "He's all right isn't he Claudine?" I looked at her with concern on my face and she was smiling at me. I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"You love him don't you?"

That was not what I expected to hear from her right now. Did I love Eric? I guess that was the million dollar question right now. I did care for him in some respect. I wouldn't have saved him if I didn't. He was a good kisser and he was absolutely gorgeous, but I didn't think that was enough. "I don't love him."

She looked at me like she thought I was lying. I wasn't lying, at least I didn't think that I was lying. "All right, but you care for him very much. You need to stay close to him for the next few days."

I couldn't stop my mouth from dropping open as she said that. I was catching flies as Gran always used to say, but I really didn't know what else to do. "Is this some kind of joke? I want to stay away from vampires for a little while to try to get some sense of normalcy in my life." Another lie. My life was never going to be normal and I needed to learn to accept that. Now was obviously not that time.

"No Sookie, this is not a joke. There is more danger coming sooner than you think. Now I suggest that you change, pack a bag and head to Fangtasia before trouble lands at your door."

Before I could object to that she disappeared. I knew that I should have thought about what Claudine had said, but my gut was telling me to do as she said.

I made my way upstairs, showered, changed into a t-shirt and jeans, then packed a bag. I was going on auto pilot, not really thinking about what I was packing until I noticed that I had packed the white dress with the red flowers that I had worn the first night I went to Fangtasia. I don't know why I picked that particular dress, but it just seemed right to pack it. I closed up my duffel bag and made my way out to my car.

I stepped outside and was shocked to find that my car was gone and shiny red mustang was in it's place with a big silver bow on the hood and a card on the windshield. I went cautiously over to the car to make sure it wasn't a trap.

I checked the inside of the car and there was no one waiting inside which was a good thing. Everything seemed fine so far, so I went and opened the envelope. Inside was a beautifully hand written note and a set of keys to the car. "Dear Sookie, There are no words to express how happy I am that you were brave enough to save my master from his certain final death. I would be so happy if you would except this token of my appreciation. (Your car was a bit of a death trap anyway.) I hope to see you soon and know that any time that you ever need help, I will be at your disposal. Pam"

Well, this was definitely an unexpected turn of events. I really didn't feel like it was an appropriate gift for me to except, but who knows what she had done with my car and I had a feeling that it would be less hazardous to my health to be around vampires. Pushing my pride aside I removed the bow, put it and my bag in the back seat and made my way towards Fangtasia.

As I got closer to Shreveport, an ominous feeling started to grow in the pit of my stomach. I had a feeling that the danger that Claudine had warned me about was closer than any of us expected.

When I reached the turn to Fangtasia I was tempted to just keep driving right on by, but I knew that no matter where I went trouble would just find me anyway. I decided to face trouble head on for a change. Maybe I could head off the beating that I knew would come.

I pulled into the parking lot and found Eric pacing back and forth. I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face, but it didn't last long when I saw the look on his face. The look on his face was a cross between anger and fear. That was not a look that brought me comfort. I stopped my new car and was about to get out and find out what the matter was, but he was inside next to me before I could even shut the car off. His arm brushed against mine as he turned to look at me and it sent a wonderful shivers through me. I knew this was not an appropriate time for those feelings, but I couldn't help me.

"Drive." It was a command and I was tempted to fight him on it, but by the way he was looking at me and my gut instinct I knew just to go with it. I pulled out of the parking lot and made my way out onto the highway.

"Eric, what's wrong? Where are we going?"

"Sookie, I asked you to trust me before. Do you still trust me?"

Without even thinking about it I knew the answer. "With my life."

That made a smile appear on his face, but it didn't go up to his eyes. I wanted to know how I could change that, but now wasn't the time. "We need to hide out for a little while Sookie. I know this is inconvenient to you, but it is for your own safety that we did this."

"Someone is coming for me aren't they?"

"It's not just you."

I started to feel sick to my stomach. I didn't care what they did to me, but I would die if anything happened to Eric. Oh my God! Realization hit me like a ton of bricks and it couldn't have come at a worse time. I was in love with Eric Northman.