Well, I need to say 'I'm so, sooooo sorry' 'cause I just can't remember the last time I updated this fic, and it's one of my favorites, but I lost inspiration and couldn't write anymore.

But I have a new chapter here, hope you all enjoy it.

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Love Me Now, Love Me Forever

Pam POV

"What am I supposed to do now?" Nora sank onto the couch in Eric's office, her eyes fixed on mine, waiting for an answer. But was my problem? "All members of the Authority are dead, and Bill Compton has become a monster that will give us all a bad image. It'll only be a matter of time before humans see us as bloodthirsty monsters, and all the work we did to ensure us a good living will go to hell."

I couldn't help rolling my eyes, tired of hearing the same speech over and over and over again.

"Maybe you don't care, but if it hadn't been for what we did, for showing us as equal before humans, we wouldn't enjoy now the freedom and privileges that we have." I didn't even bother to respond, I went back to focus on the papers in front of me, ignoring the fact that Nora was in the same room as me. "Roman Zimojic had to die, it is true, but if not for him we would never have been free."

"I don't give a shit Roman, the Authority, or your fucking beliefs, Nora." I snapped, unable to stand her complaints any longer. "Eric was free long before the Authority was created, so don't tell me bullshit. Roman, Salome, you…you just were a group of crazy people obsessed with a vampire psycho goddess that doesn't exist."

"Lilith was real!" She said quickly. "And maybe she remains being although I don't believe in her anymore." I arched an eyebrow, surprised to hear the last sentence. According to Eric, his sister had been obsessed with Lilith for centuries, and now suddenly she no longer believed in her, why? What had happened that made her reject her own beliefs?

"Not that I care too much, but what happened?" Nora looked at me blankly. "Eric said that you believed in Lilith as much as the rest. Did you suddenly lost your faith?" I couldn't hide the sarcasm in my voice, but I didn't care.

"Lilith…" But she stopped, as if something prevented her to keep talking. "Didn't Eric tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Answering a question with another was my specialty, especially when I wanted information.

Nora leaned forward, clasping her hands together and looking into my eyes. "Eric was deprived of blood while he was held in the cell," she began, and I wanted to launch myself at her and rip her head off for having tortured my maker, but I refrained. "It was the only way for him to see the truth, that he could understand what we were trying to explain him." No answer, not even a gesture. "I know you hate me, Pam, and I do not care, but you must know that it was never my intention to hurt Eric. I was lost then, trying to convince him to join us to save him, and I did what I had to do. Bill Compton was willing to kill him, and when Eric drank Lilith's blood he saw her. But not only her."

"What do you mean by seeing her?" I began to be really interested in this story.

"The first time we saw Lilith was when we drank the blood of all those people in the bar in New Orleans. She appeared like a vision, but it was real because everyone could see her. We had tasted Lilith's blood, and that made us able to see her. I didn't know what would happen, but it happened."

"What does that have to do with Compton?" I was pissed now, and if I had had the chance to drive a stake through Bill's heart, I would have.

"I told Bill that I wanted to be present when he talked to Eric. He agreed and when…actually I do not remember it, but Godric appeared to us both as if he was really there, and talked to us. He told us that we shouldn't listen to Lilith, and then she appeared behind Godric and beheaded him." I knew it wasn't real because Godric killed himself in a hotel roof in Dallas. "That's when I realized nothing made sense. Lilith was just a killer who didn't care for her vampire descendants, so I told Eric, and together, with Sookie," she said, whispering her name, "planned to escape from there."

I didn't know what to think of Nora's story, it seemed crazy, but maybe it made sense for them.

"So a simple vision made you change your mind." I said no more, feeling Nora's eyes glaring at me.

"It was real!" She yelled, getting up quickly, and pacing back and forth through the office. "I do not know why or how it happened, but Godric saved us both. Somehow he did, and I guess if it hadn't been for that vision or whatever, we might both be dead now."

"And what about Bill? He drank all of Lilith's blood, what will happen to him?" I didn't care at all he lived or died, I even preferred the second option, but I needed as much information as possible. "Is there any way that he can back to be the pathetic vampire he was?"

Nora, in a typical human gesture, shrugged. "I do not know, Lilith's blood was treasured as a reminder that she was like us and being able to evolve. But now I don't believe anything, and I have no idea if drinking that blood made Bill more powerful or not."

"Well, guess it doesn't matter if we just want to kill him." Bill Compton was never a concern for me, in fact I always considered an inferior vampire, but now he seemed to have become the greatest of all our problems. "I hope you help us when the time to kill Bill, Lilith, or whatever it's that thing, comes. Eric didn't make it clear, but I know now very well what we have to do."

"Kill Bill Compton." For the first time since I met her, we agreed on something.

Sookie POV

"Oh Gosh, think I have sand in places I never thought it could get." I couldn't help but laugh and shake the sand off me, but the truth was that we were having a great time. "Y'know, you were right." There, lying on the sand of a beach in Hawaii, drawing circles on his chest, and bathed by a starry blanket, seemed the best place to expose even the darkest fears.

"About what?" His voice was a whisper barely audible through the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

"Bill."

He nodded, but said nothing.

"I know you're probably sick of talking about it," and couldn't help but chuckle, "but I will need time to accept what happened. He is no longer the same man I knew, that's for sure, but I can't erase him from my life like nothing happened, forget him and pretend there was never a relationship between us. It wouldn't be fair 'cause I was happy, for a while, but now…"

"Sookie, you don't need to explain yourself." He cut me off, but it was not that. "Eric, what I'm trying to say is that it happened, and I won't deny it, but I want to move on with my life, and I know you have to be in it."

"And I will be, my lover."

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Last night was one of the best of my life, though I never thought I'd bathe naked on a beach. For two obvious reasons: first, I can't swim. And second, I would have died of shame if someone had seen me.

But with Eric all that didn't matter; I felt so safe in his arms that I wouldn't have cared if a shark had appeared to eat us. Eric would hit it so hard that the animal would leave in less than a second, and I couldn't help laughing when I realized the comparison.

The sun was already up when I was pinned beneath a Viking's body, but nature is wise and I wouldn't be able to hold it out for much longer. I got rid of his embrace, sliding down the bed and ran to the bathroom to take care of my own business, take a shower, and go to the other room to enjoy the beautiful views from the balcony.

I told Eric I didn't care to stay beside him in bed until he woke up, but he insisted that a suite with a living room and a huge balcony were necessary to enjoy our holidays.

And he was right. The views were amazing under the sunlight, and I would have been able to stand there for hours, but my stomach decided to make an appearance, forcing me to call room service to order breakfast. I had no idea if I had to say the room number – Eric booked the suite under Northman name – but I didn't mind at all.

Fifteen minutes later someone knocked on the door, and I ran to open it, meeting a youth – about my age – with dark hair and blue eyes, carrying a cart with what supposed to be my breakfast.

"Good morning, Mrs. Northman, here's your breakfast." Mrs. Northman? I stood with my mouth open when I heard him, but rather than say otherwise, I smiled and lowered my shields in order to know what he was thinking.

'Wow, what a woman. Here are celebrities and beautiful women, but she has something special. Surely that was kidnapped by that vampire.' I couldn't help crack a slight smile, but I was convinced he would think it was because I found him attractive. Yes, he was, but there was no comparison possible with the Norse god sleeping on the other room.

"Thank you." I said as he continued placing the dishes on the table on the balcony. Yeah, breakfast under the sun seemed like a great idea.

"You're welcome, ma'am." 'I bet if I could give her some kind of clue I could help her to escape from that vampire. A gesture, a word, anything, and I'd take her out of the room and the hotel in less than five minutes. I would run away with her and live in some secluded spot where no one would bother us.' "Is there something else I can help you with? Just ask."

The insistence that I gave him a reason to rescue me bothered and flattered me at the same time. "No, thanks. You have been very kind."

"Enjoy your breakfast, Mrs. Northman."

"I will." I couldn't help but smile like a fool upon hearing how he referred to me. 'Mrs. Northman', didn't sound too bad, but it was just an illusion.

The breakfast was delicious, and I enjoyed every bite. Fruits I had never had the chance to taste before, several kinds of juice, and pancakes with chocolate syrup. They were my favourite, and I wondered how they'd have guessed. Maybe Eric told them about my interests? The Viking never let the details to escape, so who knows?

But what surprised the most was the fact that I did not miss the coffee. Not a bit. Perhaps being on vacation made me to wake up in such a good mood that I didn't even have a cup of coffee to start the day. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that, for the first time in a while, I felt really good, like a normal person despite my vampire boyfriend was sleeping in the next room.

I couldn't resist the temptation, when I finished eating my breakfast, to change my clothes and went down to the beach. Feeing the soft sand beneath my feet was a wonderful sensation, but enjoying the sun and the views was even better. Of course I missed home, I missed Bon Temps, but here I felt like another person living a completely different life. I wasn't considered a freak here 'cause nobody knew me, but back in Louisiana I would have a lot of problems to deal with. Like Tara, my best friend, turned into a vampire now because of me. She tried to save me when Debbie Pelt, a psycho, broke into my kitchen with a shotgun, and when Pam appeared, I didn't even think twice before begging her to save her life, thereby making her a monster.

I shook my head, forgetting everything for a moment, and continued strolling around the beach, watching the tourists sunbathing, boys surfing, and how much fun the kids were having playing on the shore.

Eric POV

I felt Sookie wasn't at my side before opening my eyes, but I knew she wasn't far.

"My lover," I said, when I found her sitting in the living room, wearing one of her summer dresses that gave her an air of innocence, and barefoot. "I've missed you in bed."

"Yeah, sorry, I went for a walk in the morning, and then fell asleep on the couch." I sat next to her, placing her soft and toned legs on my lap, caressing them and even sniffing the sun in her skin, if that was possible. "How was your day?"

"Well, I ordered breakfast from room service, and the young man who brought it called me 'Mrs. Northman'," she added quoting. "You know something about that?" I put on my most innocent smile, but she just half-closed her eyes.

"It seemed like a good idea, no one would suspect to see just my name." Yeah, like Bill Compton or any other was going to ask for information at front desk. "It was fun."

Sookie rolled her eyes and shook her head, but let out a slight chuckle. "I was surprised, but I said nothing about it."

"Really?" I raised both of my eyebrows in surprised, because I was. Sookie would normally have made it clear to whom refer to her as 'Mrs. Northman' that it was wrong, that she wasn't really married, let alone married to a vampire. "Maybe you would wish to take my name someday, Miss Stackhouse?" I hoped a dirty look from her, but I only got a shrug.

"Actually it doesn't matter, don't you think?" And a dark expression clouded her face. "Guess you remember I was engaged to a vampire," yeah, Bill Compton. I could still remember the night he told me because all I wanted was to rip his head off for daring to propose to her. "And most people did not understand, even treated me like a stupid, so I believe I won't make the same mistake twice." I should have felt bad to hear her words, but that she didn't want to marry me did not mean we couldn't be together. Also, it'd be a serious risk that Sookie and I got married.

Or maybe not?

"Would you marry me?" I expected her to be nervous, but instead she smiled, blushing at the same time. "If you will accept to marry me, your life would never be in danger anymore."

"How so?" She was full of calm, and that was worrying if we were talking about Sookie Stackhouse. "You think putting a ring of my finger will make everybody else to know that I'm owned by Eric Northman?" She challenged me with a raised eyebrow, but still smiling at me. "You know, if I had married Bill, I wouldn't have let him to control my life."

"I do not want to control you, Sookie. You know you're stubborn for that." She glared at me again, giving me a dirty look. "But I've never wanted to make you feel inferior, of course not, unlike Bill Compton."

"Please, no more talk about him." Sookie snapped, surprising me again. "I'm so, so tired of thinking on him and what's going on… I don't want another headache." She buried her face in her hands, sighing, but with a smile on her lips when she looked at me. "It's our time together, Eric, after all we've been through, and it's been a lot, I think we deserve a break and be able to relax."

Tara POV

I was in front of Compton's house, and from there I could see Sookie's house where I had died when a gunshot hit me in the head and then I resurrected as a vampire. Yeah, a lot of memories – and most of all bad – came to my mind, and the worst of all was that my best friend was responsible that I had become a monster.

But all that was behind me; I couldn't do anything about it, and continue torturing myself would be useless. I was here on a mission: to find Jessica, and make sure she didn't do anything stupid. Not that I was dying to do it, but Pam would punish me if I did not as she ordered. I wasn't scared of her, but I didn't need her to make an example of me before the whole bar.

No need to look out through a window to know Jessica was in the house, probably looking for clues to save her maker.

"Crazy bitch." I mumbled, but I really couldn't blame her for trying. I had my maker with me, so I had no idea what it would feel to be suddenly alone.

"Looking for something?" Jessica turned around quickly, showing her fully extended fangs. "Oh please," I added, with a chuckle, "I'm here to make sure you won't go running for Bill Compton. No need to get pissed with me."

"Get out of my house!"

"Can't," I replied, shrugging. "Pam sent me to watch you, and that's what I'm doing." I sat down in a chair that had survived hurricane Jessica, and stayed there staring at her while she was rummaging everywhere. "You know, you really should feel grateful. You are free! You can do whatever you want, and nobody is going to be mad at you. Live a little!" She looked sideways at me, but didn't utter a word. "Besides, what makes you think you can help Bill by finding a clue? We all know he has turned into a kind of disgusting monster that goes around covered in blood, I certainly wouldn't want to meet him."

"None of your business, Tara, so get out, and if Pam asks, just tell her that you missed me." My response was a mixture of laugher and a snort. "Do you really think that would work?" I rested my legs on Compton's desk, receiving a glare from Jessica, but I didn't even startle. "You believe rummaging through his stuff you'll find something to help him, but it is not true. You know it won't help 'cause he's not the same anymore."

"You don't know him, Tara!"

"He may not be my maker, but he betrayed my best…he betrayed Sookie, and has turned against everything, so don't expect him to miraculously return to what he was." Jessica stopped for a second, like letting my words to sink down on her. "Have fun, you're free now to do whatever you want. What do you say, we go to have a little fun?" I was behind her, whispering in her ear. "We are vampires, we don't obey the rules, not even our makers want us to. We are above all, nothing is impossible, and the night is ours until the sun rises."

"We are vampires, aren't we?" She asked, looking at me over her shoulder. I answered with a single nod, and she smiled slightly. "We can do whatever we want, all we want…"

"That's right. Everything." We looked at each other, smiling in complicity, knowing the night was about to change.

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